a town (Moudha) some 21 miles from the head quarters.  During the night following his departure, a daughter of Mr. Mitra aged about 10 years saw in dream a boy who called himself Shahid Baba.  The girl enquired of him about the reason of the fire breaking in her last residence and was told by him that she would witness curious scenes next morning, after which she would be told the remedy.  Morning came and it was not long before fire broke out in the second storey of the new house.  This was extinguished as easily as the previous ones and it did not cause any damage.  Next came the turn of a dhoti of the girl mentioned above which was hanging in the house.  Half of it was completely burnt down before the fire could be extinguished.  In succession, the pillow wrapped in a bedding, a sheet of another bedding and lastly the dhoti which the girl was wearing caught fire and were extinguished after they were nearly half destroyed.  Mr. Mitra’s son aged about 4 months was lying on a cot:  as soon as he was lifted up—­a portion of the bed on which he was lying was seen burning.  Although the pillow was burnt down there was no mark of fire on the bedding.  Neither the girl nor the boy received any injury.  Most curious of all, the papers enclosed in a box were burnt although the box remained closed.  B. Ganesh Prasad, munsif, and the post master hearing of this, went to the house and in their presence a mirzai of the girl which was spread over a cot in the court-yard caught fire spontaneously and was seen burning.

Now the girl went to sleep again.  It was now about noon.  She again saw the same boy in the dream.  She was told this time that if the tomb was whitewashed and a promise to repair it within three months made, the trouble would cease.  They were also ordained to return to the house which they had left.  This command was soon obeyed by the troubled family which removed immediately after the tomb was whitewashed to the bungalow in which they are now peacefully living without the least disturbance or annoyance of any sort.  I leave to your readers to draw their own conclusions according to their own experience of life and to form such opinion as they like.

PERMESHWAR DAYAL AMIST, B.A.,
July 9. Vakil, High Court

THE EXAMINATION PAPER.

This is a story which I believe.  Of course, this is not my personal experience; but it has been repeated by so many men, who should have witnessed the incident, with such wonderful accuracy that I cannot but believe it.

The thing happened at the Calcutta Medical College.

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There was a student who had come from Dacca, the Provincial Capital of Eastern Bengal.  Let us call him Jogesh.

Jogesh was a handsome young fellow of about 24.  He was a married man and his wife’s photograph stood in a frame on his table in the hostel.  She was a girl hardly 15 years old and Jogesh was evidently very fond of her.  Jogesh used to say a lot of things about his wife’s attainments which we (I mean the other students of his class) believed, and a lot more which we did not believe.  For instance we believed that she could cook a very good dinner, but that is an ordinary accomplishment of the average Bengali girl of her age.