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Voices From the Invisible

Voices From the Invisible

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Please open this book and visit with me that most
real place of all, commonly called " the unreal." You
will see invisible forms, hear noiseless footfalls, feel
the touch of spirits, and, I trust, partake of heavenly
calm.
Please open this book and visit with me that most
real place of all, commonly called " the unreal." You
will see invisible forms, hear noiseless footfalls, feel
the touch of spirits, and, I trust, partake of heavenly
calm.

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Voices from the Invisible
By S. L. MERSHOCOTETS •Anticipatory ....5Prelude ...... 6Interlude ....7POSTLUDB . . . . .• 9Within the SheenIIOur Vanished Loved Ones
 
• 51A Vision by the Sea .62ATICIPATORY.Fellow Pilgrim :Christmas — Easter — the Setting Sun and the Star-Ut ight — speak to us in the mystic melody of silent in-tonations, causing no sound vibrations, yet transmit-ting their sweet messages to the innermost soul, just aswe are bound to each other by golden cords of Chris-tian Brotherhood, immaterial and invisible, yetstronger than links of steel.Please open this book and visit with me that mostreal place of all, commonly called " the unreal." Youwill see invisible forms, hear noiseless footfalls, feelthe touch of spirits, and, I trust, partake of heavenlycalm.Yours in Him,S. L. Mershon.MOTCLAIR, . J.PRELUDE.A SHORT time since, I took ship at Providence,
 
Rhode Island, at evening tide. The steamer carriedover one thousand souls.As we moved down the river and out into the deep, joy, animation, and music filled that gliding palace,while pyramids of electric lamps poured a flood of golden light upon us in the cabin.I moved out upon the deck, and all was dark.Great angry billows rolled tempestuously about us,while rushing winds tore their way over the hurricanedeck.It was a wild storm without.It was all peace and joy within.Strange phenomenon! Why, amidst such a storm,should there be such a calm?Ah! something weird was playing with the heartsof men.It held us mentally, as it were, in a Haven of Calms,landlocked from a raging sea of fear.There was supreme faith in an invisible pilot at thewheel.Something above reason saw something beyond therange of vision, " as seeing Him who is invisible," andwe were at rest.ITERLUDE.I FOUD my way into a " Home for the Deaf andDumb," and there I met a man in the middle of Ufewho once was in perfect physical condition, but now

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