Glimpses Of The Next State.Pdf - Spiritualists' National Union
Glimpses Of The Next State.Pdf - Spiritualists' National Union Glimpses Of The Next State.Pdf - Spiritualists' National Union
THURSDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 26, 1890.238We will bring a lady to-night .—EVA.S.: Oh, friends! friends!Friends: Good evening!S.: Good evening! Oh dear! oh dear!Mr. F.: What is the matter?S.: Oh dear! What will I do? What will I do?Mr. F.: Can we help you?S.: I don’t know.Mr. F.: What is the matter?S.: I can’t do anything. I don’t know; I cannot understand it; I suppose it must be that Iam dead. I cannot be reconciled. It must not be—it must not be.Mr. F.: You are not dead. You are just as much alive as ever you were.S.: Oh dear! It is the most dreadful thing that ever was.Mr. F.: What is, to die?S.: Why, certainly it is.Mr. F.: Why, no, it can’t be such a dreadful thing.S.: Oh, yes, it is. You don’t know anything about it. It is dreadful!Mr. F.: You have entered a life now that is very beautiful.S.: Oh, no. You are only cut off and deprived of everything you loved. I tell you, dearfriends, you don’t know what it is.Mr. F.: There is a beautiful life before you that you don’t see now.S.: I cannot understand it.Mr. F.: We feel very sorry for you, and we will assist you all we can.S.: I don’t suppose you can assist me.Mr. F.: Haven’t you any friends that have died that you would like to see?S.: Yes; I had a world of friends, but I can’t make them see me.Mr. F.: In a short time your friends will come where you are; because, don’t you know, weall of us have to make that change? I think it will be better for you to try and look about you, andinterest yourself in something in the life you are in now.S.: How can I be interested when every interest is in this world, and I am so that I can’t takehold of anything? Why, it is the most dreadful thing you ever knew.Mr. F.: It must be, and we feel very sorry for you; but you must realise that someone istaking very great interest in you, because you are communicating with people that have not madethe change; we are mortals.S.: Is that so?Mr. F.: Yes; and there are laws of communicating with mortals, and you can learn thoselaws.S.: You just tell him to come right here; I want to speak to him.Mr. F.: Who?S.: James.Mr. F.: I don’t know him. You are a perfect stranger to us, and we are sitting here for thepurpose of communicating with spirits.S.: It was so hard to die. I was determined I wouldn’t die.Mr. F.: That has made it hard for you.Mr. B.: Haven’t you friends in spirit life, who have gone before you, that you would like tosee?S.: I have friends, yes.Mr. B.: Wouldn’t you like to see them?S.: Oh, I have most forgotten them; the world was so dear to me.
239Mrs. B.: This gentleman has a daughter over there, and she wouldn’t come back here foranything.S.: Perhaps she wasn’t situated as I was.Mrs. B.: She had everything that heart could wish for.S.: I feel she must have felt bad.Mrs. B.: She felt bad, of course, when she went out; but now she wouldn’t come back, it is sobeautiful where she is. You will see her; she told us you were coming here to-night. She is abeautiful angel.S.: I haven’t seen her.Mrs. B.: You will see her.Tom: See here, Miss Nellie.S.: Yes, sir.Tom: Do you know that little Lulu is here?S.: I don’t see her.Tom: No, you don’t see her, but she is here.S.: I would like very much to see her.Tom: She’s a dear little creature. You loved her, didn’t you?S.: I loved her—I love her—I do love her.Tom: And she loves you; and, do you know, she is real glad you have come to her.S.: She shouldn’t feel glad, because she must know what a disappointment it was to me—that it was good for me to stay.Tom: She loves you so much, and she knows and realises that your body was diseased, andcould not bold your spirit any more; and had you got well you would always have been an invalid;you couldn’t have gone about the way you did before you got sick.S.: Do you really believe that?Tom: I know it. Lulu told me that, had you not died, you would always have been an invalid;and then James would have tired of you.S.: I don’t think he could. How could he? How could he?Tom: He would have tired of you because you couldn’t go around the way you used to; and,you know, he was a frivolous fellow, always wanting to be on the go.S.: He was full of life, but he was not frivolous.Tom: In that way he was; and, let me tell you, you will bless the day you entered the new life.Grandma Perkins is glad you have come.S.: Oh dear! Oh dear!Tom: Don’t you remember Grandma?S.: Why, certainly I do.Tom: You have lots of folks over here that love you. You don’t know half the beautifulthings in the life you have now entered.S.: I don’t see them.Tom: No, because you are in such an excited condition. You didn’t want to die.S.: I didn’t want to die. I was right there. It was not right to take me away.Tom: You know, you were careless and reckless, and took that cold and had that cough.S.: Who plays the piano?Mrs. B.: I don’t know.S.: That is beautiful, isn’t it?Mrs. B.: I can’t hear it.Mr. B.: That music is for you. It is heavenly music.S.: It is heavenly—very. I guess the gentleman knows who plays, don’t you?Tom: Oh, yes; that is Flora!S.: Dear! dear! Isn’t that lovely?Tom: You remember Flora?S.: Why, certainly I do! Can she play like that?Tom: She can now.S.: Oh, that is beautiful!
- Page 187 and 188: 187bidding. At Mr. Laurie’s desir
- Page 189 and 190: 189impression, with its parent and
- Page 191 and 192: 191for nothing? Is there any man of
- Page 193 and 194: 193wish the Pontiff had issued such
- Page 195 and 196: 195Coming, as they do, from an Arch
- Page 197 and 198: 197(a) This is a very unexpected re
- Page 199 and 200: 199understanding,” a knowledge of
- Page 201 and 202: 201women who lead strenuous lives,
- Page 203 and 204: 203ever shed light upon this earth,
- Page 205 and 206: strange it is and yet sure,No teach
- Page 207 and 208: 207of great refinement and rare qua
- Page 209 and 210: THURSDAY EVENING, JULY 18, 1889209A
- Page 211 and 212: 211Tom (s.) : You will see them in
- Page 213 and 214: SUNDAY EVENING, MAY 25, 1890.213I w
- Page 215 and 216: 215Tom: Don’t you know one of the
- Page 217 and 218: 217Tom: Yes, there is a way; but di
- Page 219 and 220: 219S.: Can’t I get out now?Tom: N
- Page 221 and 222: 221Tom: No, my dear sir.S.: Then ho
- Page 223 and 224: 223S.: I would give all the years o
- Page 225 and 226: 225Tom: Good evening, Mrs. Lacy.S.:
- Page 227 and 228: SUNDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 21, 1890.
- Page 229 and 230: 229S. No. 2: Well, what in the worl
- Page 231 and 232: 231Mr. B.: That man is the spirit w
- Page 233 and 234: 233S.: Yes, he did.Mr. B.: He can t
- Page 235 and 236: 235Mr. B.: It is worth thinking abo
- Page 237: 237Tom: You will review your whole
- Page 241 and 242: SUNDAY, OCTOBER 19, 1890.241We brin
- Page 243 and 244: 243S.: No, something fell off from
- Page 245 and 246: 245Tom: You mustn’t expect to fin
- Page 247 and 248: 247Tom: How can one person tell ano
- Page 249 and 250: 249Tom: And you have been brought h
- Page 251 and 252: 251Tom: I don’t think many people
- Page 253 and 254: 253Tom: I was telling you, you know
- Page 255 and 256: THURSDAY EVENING, DECEMBER 4, 1890.
- Page 257 and 258: 257Tom: If he is the Father, then h
- Page 259 and 260: 259S.: Can he talk himself?Tom: Oh,
- Page 261 and 262: THURSDAY EVENING, JULY 16, 1891.261
- Page 263 and 264: 263Tom: So you think; but I am not.
- Page 265 and 266: 265Tom:, Yes, you have left everyth
- Page 267 and 268: APPENDIX C267MR. HEREWARD CARRINGTO
- Page 269 and 270: 269the two canvases—which picture
- Page 271 and 272: 8 Western Parade, Southsea.May 13,
- Page 273: 27329. And the prophet took up the
THURSDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 26, 1890.238We will bring a lady to-night .—EVA.S.: Oh, friends! friends!Friends: Good evening!S.: Good evening! Oh dear! oh dear!Mr. F.: What is the matter?S.: Oh dear! What will I do? What will I do?Mr. F.: Can we help you?S.: I don’t know.Mr. F.: What is the matter?S.: I can’t do anything. I don’t know; I cannot understand it; I suppose it must be that Iam dead. I cannot be reconciled. It must not be—it must not be.Mr. F.: You are not dead. You are just as much alive as ever you were.S.: Oh dear! It is the most dreadful thing that ever was.Mr. F.: What is, to die?S.: Why, certainly it is.Mr. F.: Why, no, it can’t be such a dreadful thing.S.: Oh, yes, it is. You don’t know anything about it. It is dreadful!Mr. F.: You have entered a life now that is very beautiful.S.: Oh, no. You are only cut off and deprived of everything you loved. I tell you, dearfriends, you don’t know what it is.Mr. F.: <strong>The</strong>re is a beautiful life before you that you don’t see now.S.: I cannot understand it.Mr. F.: We feel very sorry for you, and we will assist you all we can.S.: I don’t suppose you can assist me.Mr. F.: Haven’t you any friends that have died that you would like to see?S.: Yes; I had a world of friends, but I can’t make them see me.Mr. F.: In a short time your friends will come where you are; because, don’t you know, weall of us have to make that change? I think it will be better for you to try and look about you, andinterest yourself in something in the life you are in now.S.: How can I be interested when every interest is in this world, and I am so that I can’t takehold of anything? Why, it is the most dreadful thing you ever knew.Mr. F.: It must be, and we feel very sorry for you; but you must realise that someone istaking very great interest in you, because you are communicating with people that have not madethe change; we are mortals.S.: Is that so?Mr. F.: Yes; and there are laws of communicating with mortals, and you can learn thoselaws.S.: You just tell him to come right here; I want to speak to him.Mr. F.: Who?S.: James.Mr. F.: I don’t know him. You are a perfect stranger to us, and we are sitting here for thepurpose of communicating with spirits.S.: It was so hard to die. I was determined I wouldn’t die.Mr. F.: That has made it hard for you.Mr. B.: Haven’t you friends in spirit life, who have gone before you, that you would like tosee?S.: I have friends, yes.Mr. B.: Wouldn’t you like to see them?S.: Oh, I have most forgotten them; the world was so dear to me.
Change language