The weekly American banner. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 1855-18??, 1856-05-23


ent relative to passing notice We made few
weeks ago in regard TO spiritualism. Our remarks
were casual, merely giving what we considered
piece Of unimportant news but one Of Mr.. Har-
ris admirers seems to think we intended sghtingly
to remark upon the new science"l We have
heard Mr. Harsis preach, srd can assure our readers
that we never heard such eioquenee from mortal
lips. As for the science" we are not yet full
convert to tive want light, we want proof; and
long long ago we unlearned contempt for al earnest
thinkers and workers in the effort Of solving the
great Lfe-secret. We have only to say. that the
theory Of Mr. Harris is beautiful and we should be
most happy to believe in it fully; but we have not
time, and in truth, not the DESIRE to go out Of the
beaten track to hunt up reasons for the faith that
looks always to the SPIRITUAL and the UNSEEN. The
waters Of life arc deep around US. The real too
often binding our moral ken from aught but glim-
mering. feeting giances into the spiritual We re-
member one night in New Orleans. few choice
spirits Of Us were around table in hospitable
mansion there all of were skepics on the great
spiritual question. but one. We were, however,
earnest, respectful doubters, desiring the truth yet
not impatient for its dawn into sadness, laugh
ing while the table was rocking between US. The
one believer, so earnest and quiet, believing that,
with patience and pure life, the morning dawn of
the brighter day was at hand, when the soul Of
should appear redeemed from the dross Of sin in the
pure image of his Maker. what" said doubter,
"has spiritualism done for the world, but to run
weak men and women crazyf" "Donel" said the
usually quiet believer, his face fairly beaming with
light, "done lit has done for me what Moses and
the prophets could never do; it has made me know
that shall meet my friends whom the earth has
covered long ago, in pure, bright world, whers
there is no more parting from them!" We had al
been laughing, but the real enthusiasm, the solemn
earnestness of the spiritualist made deep impress
sion on us oil and then his words, and the idea'
they suggested. Tell us not that we have Nose
and the prophets-to hear them. We believe, al
of u.s. that shall all rise again at the Last Day
that the mortal shall put on immortality, and tn
corruptible, interruption. We have learned, we be
ieve it-by faith but eye hath not seen. nor ca
heard the wonders that await the disembodied sol
E when the lfe-struggie is over when the end of OF
probation is fully come and we rest from labor
}, If the spritualists have found out the secret
pierced beyond the vail il they know that the bea'
e tful the good Of earth, that not all enjoyn
lie eternity of happiness in the pure presence of tt
he CREAroa, and that all earh's weary pilgrims wi
ct join them soon; if they feel their ministratol
k and their kindly sympathy; if they. the guards
IN angels who hover upon the dim outskirts of Tim
id guard their mortal brothers as they thread Il
trough paths of the world :" if Spirit,nlism b
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surely done something to alleviate human sufferin
We know that the Bible treats of these things, b
= there we see but through glass, darkly. We wa
by faith, we believe theoretically but at times t
"A heart wants than faith. Tell that our low
lis and lost-those who have gone before us over
rs River, that have left to struggle alone throu
ed sorrow and care the loved, the ever wept-tell
no any of US, that shall them again in the es
70 but more perfect and beautiful than when tn
:. :. made our mortal Eaboxs light" and, like Ene
90 We would search through Hsdes, years and yea
with but glimmering of hope, We should End TN
he at last Spiritualism brings immortality sensil
e. to the mind and that is at last our only eonso
ny ton, for, "who would live alway?" Who co,
nc endure the "slngs and arrows of outrageous
tune" if it were not for the hope of happiness
II meeting of friends, in land of pure deligh
n. where the wicked cease from troubling. and
Ter weary are at rest"
eff that high world, which hes beyond
Our own surviving Love endears;
If there the chersh'd heart be fond,
o" The eye the same, except in tears
ms How welcome those untrodden spheres!
How sweet this very hour to die!
To soar from earth and find all fears
y, Lost in thy hght-EteYnity
m at must be so: It's not for self
ere That we so tremble on the brink;
tho And striving to o'erleap the gulf,
the Yet cling to Beings severing link.
his Oh! in that future let us think
incl To hold each heart the heart that shares,
20 With them the immortal waters drink,
And soul in soul grow deathless theirs y
rns The American Platform.