Two weeks passed; two weeks of rapid marching and concentrating forces, and we were upon the historic field of Waterloo. I was body surgeon to the German commander-in-chief, Gen. Von Kral, who now commanded four hundred thousand men. All was discipline and the most expert training present everywhere. For a week Iole had communicated with me regularly every night, from the secret council tents of the new Napoleon. The hostile armies now lay facing each other, and the next day would, without doubt, witness such carnage and destruction of life as the world had never seen. Ten o'clock was approaching, and having read the German general's thoughts throughout the day, I had important information to communicate. To my great satisfaction I had suddenly developed, or become possessed of the faculty of clairvoyant sight, and could see the mental images of the general as he thought. Ten o'clock struck and I assumed a passive and "All is well," spoke my mind in answer. "Then communicate first," came back the response. Feeling the current flowing from me, and knowing, therefore, she was passive, I became the active end and spoke mentally as follows: "Von Kral will strike to-morrow unless the totally unexpected happens—here is his plan: "He will repeat the field of Marathon; advancing with a weak center, cloaked by apparent strength, he will mass his men upon the flanks. He will let Napoleon pierce him but to let him fall into a deep ditch, not unlike the sunken road of Waterloo, now dug across his rear. Behind this ditch he has a jaggy fence, and this he calls his trap. As the French pass through the center, he will close upon them on the sides and rear and annihilate the whole; no quarter will be given; he means extermination. All told, his force is four hundred thousand strong, and he will himself command the right while Frensteine leads the left. If not prepared to meet this strategy, but give the word, and an eastern potion will be more powerful than all the guns of war." Finishing thus I became passive, the current reversed and the following answer came: The circuit broke and I sank off to sleep with will set to awake at twelve. At the appointed time I awoke and felt a current as before. "All is well," came the call. "All is well," I answered. "Napoleon is a peculiar man; he seems passionless and impenetrable; but he cannot escape the inner eye which can see and interpret his very thoughts. He received my communication in wrapt attention; his white cheeks flushed a faint red; his lips became more firmly set; his eyes filled For some time I lay lost in thought, thinking of the weeping widows, orphan children and desolated homes this war would cause; thinking of the maimed, crippled and misborn children who always follow this cruel and wholesale butchery called war. Oh! why will men persist in the evil and injustice which brings this slaughter? Why will men be led by selfish leaders to thus, without reason, kill their fellow-man? Why cannot brotherhood reign throughout the world and fill it with peace and love? Why cannot homes and holidays replace forts and battle-fields? Then my thoughts turned to religion, and I queried,—how can men who believe in a great, omnipotent God-King justify his silent permission of this bloody carnage? A hundred thousand widows protest against it; four hundred thousand orphan children add their cries. Then I turned to philosophy. No, said I to myself, whatsoever men or nations sow, that they must also reap. The law of cause and effect is eternal and immutable, and not even God Himself can set aside or destroy his law without his self-destruction. As long as men sow seeds which sprout in war, so long must wars continue. The consequences which follow evil thoughts and acts cannot be forgiven, "All is well," I answered in mental speech. "Communicate first," she replied. "By a sudden and unexpected call, I am on the way to Berlin with a message from Von Kral to the king. I shall not be able to return and cannot keep you informed; have you any advice to give?" "I will consult Germain, he has just arrived," came back the answer, and the circuit became weak, the current feeble, but did not altogether cease. A few minutes passed when the current commenced to pulsate, and she spoke: "Is your message sealed?" "It is," I answered. "Then hold it to your forehead and I will read," came back her answer. Doing as she commanded she commenced to read: "Napoleon will be overthrown to-morrow. Another sun will sink upon subjugated France. Victory is assured and royalty is triumphant. No more will the cry of 'Liberty' ring on Europe's soil. From victory here I proceed on to Paris to destroy and level and plant her ruins in thistles. Send Frederick at once to take his throne and build another capital. "Von Kral," "Good-bye," I answered, and the circuit broke. Mounting my horse I turned into the highway and hastened on to Berlin. I reached the capital. and delivered my message without loss of time; indeed, my journey was made so quickly that I received the thanks of the king. And now for two days I had been at the residence of Dr. Rankel, and during all that time had not heard a word from Iole. No response came to my repeated efforts to reach her mind; was anything wrong? Had she been injured? Calming my mind I determined to await developments; but that evening my fears were again aroused, for the startling news reached the city that the French had been overthrown with great slaughter, and Von Kral was pushing on, by forced marches, to Paris. All was excitement; bands played, and salute after salute was fired throughout the city. Great bonfires lighted the streets and throngs of men and women filled the thoroughfares. Shouts of victory and triumph arose, and the name of Von Kral and the king echoed through the streets. Was the report true? I asked myself, as I paced restlessly up and down the room. Did this explain why no answer had come from Iole? Had The circuit broke and I immediately informed Dr. Rankel, who quickly sent word to all members. We were none too soon, for the sun had not risen over the city before the truth was known. The "Where can I see my mother?" I asked, recalling that she was a member of the council. "All members are isolated from everybody except their mates, and it will be impossible for you to see even your long-lost mother," she replied. "Then she is your mother in an earthly sense no Knowing the occult rules necessary for one to retain his individual, electrical condition, I showed no dissent, for I was convinced that everything the Masters ordered was for the best. That night I had the pleasure of Iole's company until a late hour, and in the morning we proceeded on our march to the east. Napoleon, on a white charger, took the lead, and behind him came the twelve gilded palace carriages which contained the secret council. On each carriage was a coat-of-arms, and its central character was a five-pointed golden star, which showed that this army was, indeed, under the protection of mighty powers. A guard of officers rode on either side of the vehicles, and each contained only one occupant; but, at the order of Iole, I shared her carriage, which, by special request of Napoleon, was the first in line. To the stirring strains of " Liberty " we marched through the burned city. The Unter den Linden was lined with blackened ruins, and the beauty of yesterday was no more. Early in the march Napoleon rode up to our carriage, and seeing me, eyed me sharply, with what I thought was displeasure. " Ah! Mademoiselle has company," he said. "Monsieur Colono," replied Iole, introducing me. He eyed me keenly, but said nothing in reply; then turning to Iole with a rather tender look for his stern face, he asked: "Will Mademoiselle allow me to ride with her sometimes when she is not engaged?" "Ask St. Germain; I am under his rules," she replied, without hesitation. A dark frown came over his face and he asked: "And does St. Germain rule?" "He does," she answered, not over-awed in the least by his clearly-implied superiority. "Well, we will see," he answered significantly; "I think I rule here." As he spoke he rode to the front and Iole said: "Will he, too, like his predecessor, be blinded by ambition, and in selfish egotism misuse his opportunity in the world? Does he think that he, himself, is great? No man is great in himself; he only becomes so by expressing the will of many. Only those who realize this are truly great. At this time the great majority of the people want liberty, and if he will but utilize his opportunity and be to the great mass what the head is to the body, his greatness is assured." She looked at me with her large brown eyes and answered: "Never allow jealousy to contaminate your heart; keep it pure and good, for only thus will it be a fit place for the dwelling of the divine." Late in the afternoon an officer handed a note through the window to Iole; passing it to me, I recognized the handwriting of my mother, and opening it read: "Count de St. Germain, now in the eastern army, orders through father, who has just communicated with me, that you come by the quickest possible route to Vienna. You know your duty; lose no time. Your Mother-Sister, Nina." "Good-bye, Iole," I said, "I am off at once; and whatever happens duty shall be first." "You are my noble brother," she answered with a smile, as she affectionately kissed me. Leaving the carriage I sent the note to Napoleon, who, with a questioning look, came back to where I was and asked: "Who is this Count St. Germain?" "The King of Occult Adepts," I replied. "Well, report to him at once, and tell him I say there will be no kings this time next year." "St. Germain." "St. Germain." This last message was written upon a peculiar paper, and had a mystic sign colored in the substance thereof. "Take these forward at once," said St. Germain. "Albarez will be there when you arrive; he knows these orders already, but this message will be his official permit. When Napoleon answers report to him." Without waiting I hurried back to the French army, now advancing on Warsaw and sweeping everything before it. The German king had made a stand in Poland, and reinforced by two hundred thousand Russians was awaiting battle in front of Warsaw. The English allies under Nelson were bearing to the north to take the Russian capital, while Napoleon, with new recruits, had four hundred thousand men and the enthusiasm which always follows victory. When I arrived and presented my message, instantly a change came over him. Turning to me with fierce sternness, he answered: "Tell your leader no." Messages and new men from all over France and "That is your official answer?" I asked. "It is," he answered laconically. "Very well,' I replied, "it shall be so delivered;" and bowing, I was about to retire, when he recalled me. "What do you know about this Brotherhood?" he asked. "All I know is that they possess powers superior to death, and have a knowledge of the future; if they decree your downfall, no power on earth can save you." "And do you know that I have the lives of twelve of your members here?" "And your life hangs but by a thread," I answered boldly. He showed no change of countenance, but asked: "And do they threaten me?" "Not unless you threaten them," I answered. "Well, take my answer to your leader and tell him I defy him. I hold his council as hostages to compel his peace, and she you love will be my queen. Go!" "Foolish man," said the adept, "to thus defy the powers that regulate all destinies." The fiery eyes of the commander looked at the adept long and intently, but the latter calmly returned his gaze. "By what right do you claim relationship with God and assume divine prerogatives?" he asked the immovable adept. "By the right of God enlightenment and thousands of years of work for man," replied the adept. "Do you know that by my order you and all "You cannot give the order; and even if you should be permitted so to do it would never be executed. There are powers present you do not see; but, even though invisible, all your arms could not prevail against them." "Charlatans make loud pretensions and speak with mysterious hints, but they never show their power," replied Napoleon. The adept for answer leaned over the recumbent leader and moved his hands above his head. Probably for the first time in his life a startled expression came into his eyes, and he exclaimed: "Man! what demon powers do you possess?" "The powers of God," replied the adept, with deep solemnity. The stricken leader moved restlessly and said: "If your claims are true I will consider your demands; but can you prove them?" "Partially," replied the adept. "Then let me see your proof," said Napoleon. "Sleep!" commanded the adept, with a sudden motion of his hand, and instantly the eyes of the future great Napoleon closed in sleep. "Watch him," said the adept, as the commander commenced to breathe regularly; "when he awakes he will be well, and will change his answer to St. Germain. Tell him I have gone to assist in the The adept left, and the commander, with deep, regular breathing continued in his sleep for hours. According to orders I admitted no one, and watched him continually. About three o'clock a change came in his breathing; it grew lower and lower until there was no breath at all, and he appeared in a death-like trance. "Ah!" I said, "he journeys afar; "and knowing the nature of his condition I gave strict orders that there be no noise about the house. In the morning, as his condition still continued, I sent for Iole; and she was present when, an hour later, he recovered. The first expression of consciousness showed a change in his manner. Looking at Iole with a pleasant smile, he said: "Ah, my sister, I am well again." All the effects of the stroke had disappeared, and rising he turned to me and said: "Go at once to St. Germain and tell him all is well; Napoleon is convinced. You can remain, Mademoiselle, I like your company," he added, addressing Iole as I bowed and left the room. "Since you have joined with St. Germain I am your sister and will not leave you," she replied, as I passed out the door on my way to the eastern army. * * * * * * *NAPOLEON THE GREAT.