The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1894-06-08

IN,
from any who may have IDEAS to present
whether agreeing with the editor or not
Lifting the Vail.
''And ever near us, though unseen,
The near immortal spirits tread,
For all the boundless universe
Is life-there are no dead"
Not long since | read an article,
written by the pen of one who has the
ability to sway the hearts and feelings
of all who come beneath the power of
his mighty will, in which the writer
made use of the sentiment above quo
ted, and expressed the feeling that it
must bring comfort to those who were
rash enough to accept the same as proof
conclusive of the existence, somewhere,
of the spirits of the departed loved ones.
Not only those of inferior intellect
have grasped this thought and Rugged
it to their hearts, as the one hope that
brings comfort, but those capable ofthe
deepest, purest feelings that can take
possession and control the minds of
men. Statesmen, warriors and poets
have alike found comfort in the belief
that, sometime, at the lifting of the vail,
they will not only know but be known
by the loved ones gone before. The
thought often comes to us, will friends
departed retain their identity should
years intervene between their exit and
ours from this world to the beyond, OF
will their lives, like ours, progress. ]
do not see the necessity for even this
shaking our faith in the future union
of loved ones. Here friends part and
are not united for years, and recogni
ton seems at first impossible. But how
joyful the reunion when once the fact
has been established that they are the
friends of the past, only changed il
outward appearance. And when We
find the impulses of the heart are still
the same we grasp them by the hand
and bid them welcome. We rope and
wander amid the darkness and doubt
of unbelief searching for we know mo-
what, hoping, longing, praying fol
something that can bring comfort ant
relief to our troubled hearts and drear
ry lives. But with all our struggle
how often do we find ourselves, like tn,
wanderer, lost in the forest after many
weary miles of travel, back at the SAM
starting point weary and sore Cypress
ed, but ready to renew the journey a
the dawning Of another day. Thos
who have passed through life's vicisi
tudes and go about their daily tasks
for duty's sake, well know that wer
the powers of thought denied them o.
ten would it bring relief. But no on
with sound mind has any right to Il
others do his or her thinking. l hav
seen the closest friends differ the mos
in their views on almost every subjec
more particularly in politics and relie
ion. An honest conviction, honestl
spoken, should never cause a ruptul
in the chain of friendship, but freedol
of thought and action should COVER
the lives of all, thereby helping ther
to be active men and women, cap'
BILE of ruling, controlling and leadin
others, not mere machines who, parr(
like, but echo the thoughts of other
The average young man and woma
of today are content to let THEN parent
pastors and guardians do their thinkin
for them, while they listlessly Lister
wonder and admire.
| The following lines, culled from til
Church of England Magazine, wi
convey the writer's views better tina
his own words can:
Death has made no breach in love an
sympathy, in hope and trust;
If outward sign or sound our ears nee
reach,
There is an inward spiritual speech,
That greets us still though mortal toungt
be dust. G.