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His mother had become interested in Spiritualism, and, in order to make a practical investigation of the subject, decided to attend the Camp of the Mississippi Valley Spiritualist Association at Clinton, Iowa. These camps, which still persist in the United States, attract all that is spurious and much that is genuine in the movement; you may meet there, in a sentimental conglomerate, the worst type of psychic sharper, and quite remarkable mediumship. Mrs. Muldoon and her son, arriving late, found themselves lodged in the same house as half a dozen wellknown Mediums. Whether their presence had anything to do with what happened to young Sylvan it is hard to say. Projection, like dowsing, is undoubtedly assisted by psychic powers, but these are unlikely to operate from outside the projector. It is more probable that Sylvan was a sensitive, and that his boyhood's ill-health, as it often does, had loosened or lengthened the links which, in most of us, keep the Etheric within bounds. He had gone to sleep about 10.30 p.m., and, some three hours later, realized that he was slowly awakening, but found himself unable either to sink back into sleep or to recover a normal state of consciousness. "In this bewildering stupor," he writes, "I knew within myself that I existed, somewhere and somehow, in a powerless, silent, dark and feelingless condition. Still I was conscious—a very unpleasant contemplation of being. I was aware that I existed, but where I could not seem to understand. My memory would not tell me. I thought I was awakening from natural sleep in a natural manner, yet I could not proceed. There was but one dominating thought in my mind. Where was I? Gradually... I became conscious of the fact that I was lying somewhere. I tried to move, to determine my whereabouts,