“Thank you. Please tell my little sister that my father and I love her and mamma more than ever. My father and I live in Mars now. I died a true Catholic. The first angel I saw was my father and his sweet companion. Mamma in a few years you and sister will get married and be happy. Mamma, please don’t cry so; it hurts us and ruins your own health. We are with you the same as ever, and are not dead at all. “Mr. Dawson, your mother, Mary Dawson, is here and sends you all her love. “Mrs. Schwarze, your son George is here. He says he is in a fine school at Lastriste, a large city in Mars. He loves his school and companions. “Dear Cathy, I see many angels, with bright lights, around you and your husband. Eno, Cresto, Daisy, Asa and Ione are here. Daisy is a lovely blonde, with very large blue eyes; she has charge of many circles in California. Daisy is bright and cheerful, and does a great deal of good in the world. She lives with her grandparents in a lovely home in Mars. This home is a wonderful mansion, all stone, and furnished elegantly. She is a wonderful little artist. Her home is filled with beautiful paintings that she has produced by herself. She inspires many slightly talented people on earth to paint wonderfully. Daisy used to visit Cathy often. Once she gave Cathy a lovely pearl ring. Cathy saw this lovely ring, clairvoyantly.” “I do not know how to thank you for that beautiful ring, now, Daisy dear, please keep it for me until I go over there.” “I will, dear Cathy. Cresto wants to talk to you now.” “Cathy, it will pay you to go home in a month. Pack your trunk again and visit your friend, Ruth. In a few months she will be killed by fear or lightning, in a terrible storm. The child needs you there, later you will need her; then she and I will come back and protect and help you. Can she go, Addison?” “She may go as soon as we get home. I must go and look after my mines, anyway.” “Addison, you will find a rich gold mine, one mile east of the one you own now. Keep that mine all for your own. I give that to you for your kindness to Ruth.” “O, Cresto, I thank you with all my heart! I promise to go to Ruth as soon as you want me to.” “Enjoy your visit here first.” As Daisy loved painting, Ione loved poetry. The poetess began in stately verse, “I have fed upon manna from heaven above; Have tasted the fruit of a wonderful love; I have looked on a land where the sun ever beams, And talked with the angels in mystical dreams; And though some visions may die in their birth, They still leave the trail of their glory on earth.”