19H.P. Blavatsky editor - Lucifer Vol. IV, No. 19 March, 1889

“ Well,” said Mr. Green, “ it makes one sick at one’s digestive organs.” “ You have quite shocked my nerves,” said Mrs. Honeycomb. “ Go to my ^bin and fetch me my bottle with smelling salts.” “ A nice young man! ” remarked Pancho, while Mr. Green was hurrying away. “ Very nice indeed !” said Mrs. Honeycomb. “ Only he uses such vulgar expressions and does such boorish things. Would you believe it 1 When we were invited to dinner, at the house of my friend, the Countess Carnivalli, he actually cut his fish with a knife. I thought I should die. Of course my friend, the Countess Carnivalli, fainted right away.” “ He seems to have excellent qualifications for Chelaship,” said Pancho. “ O yes!” answered. Mrs. Honeycomb. “ He is ready to believe anything, especially if it comes in a letter that is dropped on his head.”

Mr. Green returned with the smelling salts. “ Thanks,” said Mrs. Honeycomb, receiving the bottle. “ The Master says you may now go and meditate for an hour.” “ All right! ” said Mr. Green, going away. But Mrs. Honeycomb called him back.

Mr. Green,” she said, “ Master says you must not let any idea oome into your head.” “ Never !” solemnly acquiesced Mr. Green. “ Now go !” She ordered him off, and Mr. Green disappeared down stairs. “ What is he going to do ?” enquired Pancho. “ We always make him sit every day for an hour or two and look at any fly" speck on the wall,” replied Mrs. Honeycomb, “ so that the Master can work his brain and get it into good shape to make it receptive. The poor fellow is very anxious to become clairvoyant.” . “ He seems to be very obedient.” “ 0 , yes ! He is easily managed. If we would tell him to jump overboard, he would do so unhesitatingly. He is used to obedience. He was educated by a Christian clergyman, who made him do lots of nonsensical things to train him to obey. For two years Mr. Green had to carefully water a walking cane stuck toto a flower-pot every day, although he knew well enough that it would never grow. It was merely done to get him into the habit of not using his reason.” “ But why did you tell him not to let any idea get into his head ? ” “ Because,” was the answer, “ there is nothing more dangerous for a Chela than if he does his own thinking. He should never think, but always believe what we tell him.” “ What do you mean by we ? ” asked Pancho. “ Has Mr. Green any other teacher besides yourself? ” “At present I am his only guide,” she answered. “ He has full faith in me; but I always take care not to tell him anything very unreasonable; for he cannot be trusted. He used to believe everything that the clergyman told him from the First Book of Genesis down to the last Chapter of St. John’s Revelations> but one day that clergyman told him that they were going to have apple pie for dinner and instead of that it was squash. From that hour, Mr. Green then lost his faith in his clergyman, and called him a liar. Ever since then, moreover, he swears that the whole Bible is a tissue of lies.”