Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-08-23

| ]hiaS NO MS Danu is pressed against his
hcart-his knees tremble, and his dropping
eyes are overwhelming with tears, until lifted
up, they see the fair vision above them 1t is
the angel OF mercy with the loving but re-
proachtul smile he has seen before. Those
dreamy eyes once gazed upon him with the
feetins but bright hue of mortality tbat aim
and thoughtful brow. is the same upon which
never lowered n frown for him. Those plead
ing, parted lips as if about to utter angels
words-how often had they been pressed upon
| his forehead, when worn with the business of
life, he had sought the only truo earthly SOL
ace, found in a woman heart--for the woman
and the angel are one. She is still about his
path, minstering spirit to love and to guide
and she is here now on the old mission to
plead for the mercy that all nocd of God and
Of each other.
| No such scenes as these are related. There
is nothing but what we have heard before
nothing but what we may see and hear every
night, I we choose to pay forit) 1t is as bad
as living near shoemaker S shop, reading of
these spiritual manifestations; it is tap, tap,
chapter, and nothing else but tap
My friend the one that writes poetry has an
Irish nurse for her fat baby. This nurse has
| taste for argument, and so hasoDe of my friends
children, a fine boy of eight years The
other day heard Biddy say to him, q Did you
hear about the spirits, Mr.. Willie? | saw Judy
McMurphy to-day, and she told me the lady
she lived with had party last night, and the
| tables did just what the company told them
If the company told them to move about, they
moved about; if they told them to tip up,
they tipped up, and if they told them to turn
somersets, they turned somersets Do you
| believe it, Mr.. Willie?'
''Of course I do " said Willie, "that's no.
thing to what tables can do; heard lady
talking to MY mother: she said she saw big
table that had only one leg, and the table
asked for drink of water, and they brought
in bucket full and the table dipped its one
| leg into the bucket and drank every drop
of it,
Pigs noses said Biddy, this is favor
| lite oath with her, is that thrue though? ?;'
Certainly it is, said Willie tables can
do any thing"
So much for the tables; but Judge Edmonds.
letter has left me just where it found me, in
the most hopeless state of unbelef as regards
the spiritual manifestations
! If these things were true, what are we
doing in our Sunday schools Judge Ed
monds says these manifestations are condu-
Give to morality and are calculated to promote
! the kingdom ant, tory of God. l think he
says something of thu kind. Where, then, is
the use Of teaching the children the Bible,
, the Catechsm, and those blessed little divine
songs of Watts 1t might as well be stopped,
| since saints after death are employed to tip
tables, hammer under the floors, and bang up
the plastered walls; our little Sunday scholars
should be taught all those tricks. l think the
Irish girl that minds my friends baby will
make capital rapper when she dies. She
has banged and battered up all the silver
spoons in the house, - Striving to pa:fy the
ehild''-has broken several mirrors by hitting
them with the backs of the hair brushes, and
yesterday, on the occasion of the poor child s
squalling prodigicusiy, (she had just run a
large brass pin half its length in his arm) she
| took broom and set all the bells in the house
ringing, 0 drown his cries The neighbors
rushed in and were much disappointed to find
we were not all on fire. No spirit can beat
her rappings, and as to her manifestations
every door and piece of furniture in the house
can testify to them.
According to the Bible, the body dies and is
buried-the spirit returns to God who gave it
Shall we not leave it with him, Are we to
| belive that the author of all good sends it
back here night after night, at the call of
silly, fanatical, and often wicked men and
| women, who make it means of living-this
communion with the departed Can the kind
and merciful Creator permit-nay, order what
is unsettling the reason and destroying the
| usefulness of SO many of his creatures |
have an intimate acquaintance-he is not a
man remarkable for talent He has, how
ever. the talent Of being a useful member of
society-a good husband. father and friend
Some time ago, friend of his died. who was
alas an Atheist. The spirit of this Atheist
has been seeking interviews with my poor
friend-he has been disturbing his rest at
night, and interfering with his business dur
| ing the day. This has made him nervous and
unhappy, and very recently the spirit of the
Atheist came to him, told him that he was in
endless, hopeless torment and never would
cease until he had dragged him down to suffer
too. So my poor friend says: The reasonings
Of wife ard child are of no avail soon, be-
lieye, the doors of the melancholy insane asy-
lun will close upon another victim of spiritual