Volcano weekly ledger., 1857-02-21


Wife will get your satchel ready;
And the splendid car is mounted
With mere good bye" at parting,
Asif going to your office.
Upward to the clouds ascending
With no danger of collision
With more material substance
Than the clouds and mists about you.
Then at noon you take your dinner
Somewhere near the Rocky Mountains,
And at night in San Francisco
You will call for bed and supper
Have you heard about the "spirits,"
And the wondrous revelation
They have given and still are giving
From the unknown world beyond usl
They have drawn aside the curtain
From the longing gaze of mortals,
And they say we are permitted
Freely now to hold communion
With the loved ones who have left us
Those, long mourned as lost forever,
From that unknown land returning
Have disclosed mysterious secrets
Never known before to mortals
They declare that they are living
In bright and blissful region,
Beautiful beyond description,
In societies harmonious;
Drawn by mutual attractions
Into spheres of love and wisdom
Suited to the souls condition.
Every spirit there is mated"
Each to its own true companion
Is eternally united,
And they are sometimes permitted
To return and bold communion
With the loved ones left TO struggle
In this world of pain and SORROW
To become our guardian spirits
And attend us through life's journey,
Though unseen, are often near us,
Strength'ning comforting and cheering,
Whispering words Of consolation
In the hours of bitter trial
Giving spiritual assistance,
Courage, hope and strength imparting
To the weak and the dispairing
In the moment when most needed.
Is this true? cannot tell you,
But know tits not all humbug-
All deception and collusion,
AS the would-be wise ones tell u.s.
There is something real in it,
But how much or what is real,
cannot decide at present.
Life to me is often lonely.
have never been an actor
In the busy scenes around me,
But mere outside spectator,
Sympathetically sharing
In the pleasures and the sorrows
OF the world Of home around me-
All the world ever entered
And beyond this magic circle
All is terra incognita."
Once was the magic center
OF a circle of attraction,
When my loved and honored father
And my gentle loving mother
Drew the arm-chairs close beside me,
And we talked and read together
All the long and pleasant evenings.
Brothers, sisters kind and lovely
Came with smiles of love to greet me-
Daily came to sit beside me,
And within my quiet chamber
All our best affections centered,
And within that magic circle
All life's sorrows soon forgottenl
.Notc the golden chain is broken
And the magic links are scattered,
Never more to be united
o! that cup was very bitter;
To the very dregs drained it.
And so bitter is life's chalice
That fain would put il from me,
And lie down and sleep forever,
Life and all its griefs forgcttingl
Honored Father, loving Mother,
Gentle Sisters, fond and lovely;
shall never more behold you
Never see your lovely faces
Never hear your pleasant voices
You will come no more to greet me
With the kiss of fond affection;
Never will my lonely prison
BY those eyes of love be lighted.
None on earth will ever love me
Half so tenderly and truly
As my blessed mother loved me.
And my fathers strong Affection
How II comforted and cheered me
When my heart was sad and lonely,
And my spirit dropped and tainted.
How his strong and manly spirit
Held me up and gave me courage
Strength to struggle with affliction
And to bear life's load with patience.
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