A mesmerist, of Detroit, obtained such control over the mind of his audience in a recent lecture, as to make them see an orange-tree grow into full maturity from a seed which he threw on the platform before him. So great was the delusion that men walked up and began to fill their pockets with imaginary fruit, and wrangled and fought for its possession. When he broke the spell the scene was most ludicrous. New York Weekly.
All kinds of men, both small and great,
A fine-spun web delight to create,
And in the middle they take their place,
And wield their scissors with wondrous grace.
But if a besom should sweep that way,
"What a most shameful thing," they say;
"They've crushed a mighty palace today."
