Every day in Vienna men and women gather in groups of 50 at the house of an uncouth old fellow who dresses like a farmer. Standing respectfully in a circle, they strip to the waist, permit him to approach and stroke them with the tip of an "electric pencil." It crackles softly as it passes over their flesh. Last week the Austrian Government announced that Herr Valentin ("Electric Pencil') Zeileis had just paid his tax on an income of $30,000 for last year. Not exactly a charlatan, Herr Zeileis does not claim...
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