It also came to be that while other ladies of Kankakee Tiddeldy-Winked and Ping-Ponged or wasted time on Diabolo, or clung to Bridge Tables, the members of the New Thought Club lost themselves in PRANAYAMA and KUMBHOKA. Even when their serious work was over they carried their enthusiasm to Five O’Clock Tea, chattering enthusiastically of PERUSA and KAIVALYA, and uttering longings for the state of NIRVIKALPA.
Mrs. Vanderhook yearned to be the first to waken KUNDELINI.
Bill, however, greatly to his wife’s chagrin, had steadily declined every effort toward his own illumination. He even on one occasion used some near swear-words when Imogene begged him to contemplate his Higher Self.
It was indeed Bill’s own obtuseness that finally helped to turn the tide against him. Had he been less dense and more amenable to the mystical peregrinations of the “Thoughters,” perhaps this tragedy had never been.
For here we must pause and explain how our one-time Typewriter was now become an Advanced Thinker.
The tragic love of Alonzo Leffingwell and his disappearance from Kankakee had made an indelible impression on the woman who rejected him.
From this time forward she became curious about “Occultism.”
Her marriage afforded the time and means necessary for the development of her Higher Self—about which so many ladies were now talking.
Presently she was as familiar with “Mysticism” as other members of the New Thought Club.
As time went on she enjoyed an ever extending acquaintance with the numerous and high-priced “Professors” and Specialists in Higher Lines of business.