near the median, and awaltalPresently we heard a few delicate rape, on or voderup to toe a little closer on the sofa. An elderly looking. gentleman whose She face wti.^ImOlt lost in a wildtmesi of silvery beard, asked jf the noises heard were the squeaking of the table. Colchester thought not. ^Silence for a time Presently the occult proftswr^looked arou'“ with wildly rolling eyes, and commenced wn*n* with a lead pencil. He then an twisted p*®,®} the paper questions, and asked who propt“Qoea the question, “What iajny full name?’’ lina said she did. He then requested her towrite her full name, with several otMre* vpon a slip of paper and point to each on'dn turnrana the spirits would rap when she reined tnertgnt one. So they did-for, in her childlike innocence, Guahalino, when she reached her own name, blushed a little, and looked up, and the spirits rapped numerously The audience were highly satisfied with th* *«st, at least some ofthem. t .. . , . -The next two or lt;fcree questions taken out oi the hat were evidently written by the spirits themselves, as *rery one in the room denied having propon*d$ti tnani. The dDswws to these were excellent fits. Finally the Professor came to the.first one I had propounded ; What w myfull name '” And so, as in the case of Gnehalina, I wrote down my full name along with several other masculine and feminine appellatives, and whc» I come to name No. 4 on the list, the spirits rapped vigorously. To be certain that I bad »ade no mistake, 1 repeated the experiment, and at name No. 4 the spirits rapped again more vigorously. I blushed and looked guilty: for oh kind reader, “tell it not in Gath,” that name thus declared to he mine by repeated demofistra-'tion, was Mary Jane Smith I A Positive fact,as I iiveto-day. I went back ana sat down by Gushalina, who said to me in piteous tones: “Are you then a sheep in wolves clothing? Is your name Mary Jane Smith?” “Not if I know uayself,” said I. - And protesting that my name was Richard Scribbler, I pulled my moustache,