Journeys to the Planet Mars; or, Our Mission to EntoWeiss, Sara
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Journeys to the Planet Mars; or, Our Mission to Ento
Weiss, Sara
Mars (Planet) -- Miscellanea; Spirit writings
Yonder, Gentol[a:], is our planet. See how its luminous envelope pulses
and palpitates as though imprisoning the throbbing heart of some living
thing. Imagine some of your learned astronomers, with one or more of
your great telescopes, out here in space; do you not think that through
their observations they might arrive at some surprising conclusions?
Were you less sensitive to possible scientific criticism, Bruno and
others might use your organism for a grand purpose, and we are hoping
that you may gain sufficient confidence in yourself and spirit friends
to allow them to give through you some facts now only guessed at.
Can you realize that beyond that luminous veil is your home? It is not
surprising that you cannot, for I, whose quickened senses are more
acute than your own, can scarcely realize that once on the swiftly
flying globe I, too, dwelt. Where? In England, on an estate near
the banks of the Thames. Heretofore no opportunity has favored my
acquainting you with the story of my Earth life. Now I will briefly
relate it.
For services rendered their sovereign some of my ancestors were
rewarded with wealth and distinction. Thus the members of our family
were regarded as eminently respectable Commoners. My father, who was in
the army, was engaged in the War of the Revolution. At its close he
returned from America to England and soon afterwards suddenly passed
to the spirit side, leaving my dear mother a young and handsome widow.
Some years later, when I was nearly sixteen years old, she became
the wife of a titled gentleman, and in less than one year she, too,
passed to the spirit world, leaving me to the care of my stepfather,
a kind and honorable man. A year later, with a party of youths I went
boating on the river Thames. Some of the lads, in a mischievous mood,
began rocking the boat from side to side, the remonstrances of the
more prudent ones only serving to render them more reckless. One more
heedless than the others, stood up and shouting, "Here we go," gave
such an impetus to the rocking boat that it was capsized and all were
thrown into the water. Some of the party could swim, and thus saved
themselves and assisted others to the shore. I had nearly reached it
when I discovered that the lad who had caused the catastrophe was
drowning, and I turned about to rescue him. Twice he had gone under,
and as he again came to the surface I seized him by his hair, hoping to
sustain him and myself until assistance should arrive. In his frantic
struggling he caught me about the neck, and I being too exhausted to
release myself, we both were drowned. My quickly freed spirit was by
its own gravity borne to a realm suited to my condition, and there
my dear parents immediately found me and with loving ministrations
assisted my recovery from the terror of my sudden change from Earth
life to the spirit world. Subsequently, they also assisted me in my
efforts to complete my mortal education, which as you are aware, is a
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