A MAN OF MYSTERY.
He was dressed in a frock suit with which no Saville Row artist would have had cause to quarrel. White spats decorated his patent-leather shoes, and a white slip outlined his waistcoat. An incongruity was that in place of a top hat he wore a blue turban, and his skin was as dusky as an African ancestry eould make it. Such was Yoga Rama (writes a ‘ Daily Chronicle ’ representative) as I saw him. The. apostle of a peculiar force, which ho argues is within tiro reach of every man. Yoga has lately arrived in London. In a room of the chambers he occupies near Regent street he accomplished some extraordinary “ mind ” feats of which I was the solo observer. 1 went to Yoga a sceptic: I left, impressed by his faculty to understand and to interpret by silent thoughts, to impose, his will upon mine so that I should hesitate and finally follow the course he had mutely directed. The room was in every sense a Western apartment,.; the only'occupants were, Yoga and myself. After 1 hud placed plasters upon his eyes, a bandage over them, my j gloves over that, and had enveloped his I head in a silk handkerchief,- I was free to make any tests. It is important to remember that there was not, as in the case of other “telepathic professors,” any third person present.
■ —Searching Tests.— Yoga said lie would tell me the. names of relatives. He did. I. was required to print in the palm of my hand the, initial letter and to beat in the air the number of other letters composing the name. Then ho told me the names 1 had traced. My respect for Yoga outgrew tho scepticism. 1 helped him to remove the bandages, and taking my pencil from my hand he wrote on a piece, of paper, and placed pencil and paper wide apart. He told me to go to a bookcase, to. read the titles of the volumes, to return to the, sofa, and to name, tho title of one of tho volumes. J wavered between titles by Jerome lv. Jerome and Allen Upward, and 1 selected the latter. “Pick up that piece of paper now,” he, directed. “ and read.” And I read thereon that I was to speak the lipward title—ho had decided and recorded the decision before I approached the book I These are samples of Yoga’s undoubted power. “I have readied this stage of development through processes of evolution." he says. “ T have so trained my faculties that it you crossed the street | and entered a shuttered room opposite I | could toll when you moved. If you put ' out my eyes I could yet see.” He is a young man with the broad, flat nose and the frizzy hair of the Ethiopian, hut he left Abyssinia, as a hoy, and he. has mixed with Westernising currents in India and elsewhere. So that if he has attained such acute development thus early, one wonders what he will be capable of when a- greybeard.
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Evening Star, Issue 15076, 7 January 1913, Page 7
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511A MAN OF MYSTERY. Evening Star, Issue 15076, 7 January 1913, Page 7
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