{Wurzburg, April 10+, 1886}
[Transcribed from a copy in the handwriting of Countess W. — Ed.]
To Babajee.
On Saturday — April the 10th, Walter Gebhard was found dead in his bed, having shot himself without any reason and no cause, his things packed up and ready to start home. The fiends of rage, of vindictiveness, malice, and hatred let loose by you in their home have fastened on the poor boy you boasted to influence so forcibly, and have done their work. It is not his twin brother who committed suicide five years ago who influenced him. Herman's astral form is in Deva Chan, sleeping to the day his natural death would have summoned him. It is a host of the Pisachas of murder and post mortem criminal impulses who, copying from the record in the astral light around him of his brother's kind of death, led him to shoot himself during a state of somnambulic unconsciousness and irresponsibility. He is the first victim of your wicked father's son, and your grandmother's worthy grand-son.
A letter from Masters would have warned them to keep Walter away from his home without saying any reason for it — and the Gebhards would have obeyed the advice, bad they not been made to believe, by one whom they regarded and revered as a chela of Mahatma K.H. who lived ten years with him — as I found out too late about them — that "no Mahatma would bother Himself about the sons of Theosophists, caring little whether they lived or died," etc.; and that, with hardly any exception — all the notes and letters received by them from the Masters were the productions of elementals — at best — H.P.B.'s fraud occasionally.
To this you will reply that you have not killed Walter consciously. No! But he is killed nevertheless through you. The conditions that surrounded him psychically — his twin nature with his brother, who committed suicide under the very same conditions; his great sensitiveness and receptivity made and helped the internal fiends evoked by your savage outbursts of rage and hatred to fasten upon him — the first one. May your karma bear fruit.
Mr. Sinnett writes in despair: "Mohini used to attract all the theosophists [to] Elgin Crescent — and now they have nearly all dropped off from doing this; . . . I think he and Babajee together are ruining the Theosophic movement here." He says he is helpless and the L.L. is going to pot. The German Society died owing to what you said to Hubbe Schleiden about the two notes received by him. The Society being ready to die, two or three months longer of agony will not save it. The fools who listen to a chela of Mahatma K.H., and were made to believe that the Master had turned away from me — will reap the fruits of their credulity or — made to choose between yourself and me. They will shake us off both — most likely when they learn the whole truth. However, they may open their eyes and see it in the light of the proofs I have. I will play my last card if you please — you were offered friendship and alliance, you preferred reigning alone — it is your own choice and since you are against Mr. Sinnett there's an end of it. I will be in London before you expect me.
H.P.B.
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Dear Governor,
I am very much astonished to see from some accounts that have reached me of late, that you have become quite cranky. Ask Miss A. to get some very hot water and have yourself baptised when I come to London, and I will stand your Godfather.
Yours truly,
F. Hartmann.
P.S. If anyone asks anything about me, you may tell them, that if I ever had any doubts about H.P.B. and the Masters, they have all been cleared up forever by something that happened this morning to me.
Yours, H.
I remain a few days with H.P.B. and the Countess, we often remember you and wonder about the result of your Ethics.
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