When the Governor and his bride faced the audience, the entire room seemed suddenly to be filled with thousands of invisible musicians. Such delightful strains of melody had never been heard by man before! The Governor and his bride stopped, and with faces beaming with happiness looked up, and listened intently to the divine music that seemed to come from above.
One by one the people arose and assumed the same listening attitude.
The melodious sounds ceased for a moment, and Mrs. Grange ran forward, clutched the arm of the Governor and cried: “Your Honor, forgive me; but I must know from whence all of this music comes, or I will go wild. I feel as if I would fall dumb with terror!” She threw her head around, rolled her eyes from one side to the other, and looked the very picture of one insane from fright.
“Dear Mrs. Grange,” said the Governor, “the music comes from my spirit friends; they are celebrating the union of two lives between which there is perfect harmony.”
“Catalina leads the band. You know her, do you not, Mrs. Grange?” asked the Governor’s bride.
“I did know her,” replied Mrs. Grange, “but I do not care to know her now. Oh, God, if to remember makes one undergo such torture as this, I pray you to let me pass into oblivion.”
“That is how I felt,” said Juan, coming close by, “when remembrance first came to me. You certainly would not blame me for wishing to die and never know again, when I became conscious that my first existence upon the physical plane was as the son of the ‘Plunger from Kansas.’”
A murmur of surprise was heard from every side. The Plunger was there, and when asked by the Governor if he remembered Juan in a life gone by, he exclaimed: “Yes! and great God! I was not sorry I committed suicide, for to have seen my son a clown in a circus, when we had such great aspirations for him, would have finished me.”
“The wrongs committed and the evil done others consciously and unconsciously, will be obliterated in another life. This is a great school and, friends, we all are learning. Our musical friends wish to give us one more grand serenade before departing,” said the Governor.
Julio Murillo arose, and addressing the Governor, said: “With your Honor’s permission, I will deliver a message to Mrs. Grange from her husband.”