Legend
< The Revelations of a Mirror (continued from page 3-230) >
in one corner. In the centre of the chamber stands a round table, upon which is a crimson cushion, on that a clown. (This is curious. Crimson is the mystical color of the male principle in Nature. If this seeress had been imagining what she saw, she would have been most likely to describe a blue cushion, as this is the color of Notre Dame de Paris, and naturally associates with the French imperial personages, she claims to see in the mirror). The crown is one blaze of diamonds, and the whole is covered with a glass case. Invisible hands lift the crown and place it on the brow of the lad, who, I now see, is the Prince Imperial. A thistle drops from the crown. Then come up the words: Austria, Prussia. A rase comes at one side of the crown and thistles at the other, the down from which flies and turns into diamonds. Seven brilliant stars glisten over the crown. (Cabalism again). The Emperor Napoleon I. appears. An officer—the name “Ney” is shown.—steps forward and, with a profound obeisance, hands him a scroll. Another officer makes his appearance and looks fiercely at the crowned lad. Name, MacMahon. Me attempts to stamp the rose under his feet, bot a gloved hand holds him back. A finger of the gloved hand points to the figures 3-3-3. Then appears Napoleon III., as if riser from the tomb, and stands before them. Word: Austria shown; the Empress appears triumphant. The thistle lies withered on the ground. A beautiful lady comes and gives the name: Princess Adelaide of Prussia; next the name of William. Napoleon III. writes upon the wall, “None bat a Bonaparte can rule in France. Laws of 1874-76.t Great news!”
A large cathedral appears, and with it the names: St. Peter’s, St. Vincent, St. Joseph, St. Andrew, Ste. Marie. St. Michael, St. Paul, at Chiselhurst—in all these shall be sung “A-men. Ave Maria!”
A lovely lady clothed in white robes and with a crown of diamonds on her head, enters the cathedral door. I see the wards Joan d’Arc, Orleans, and the words, “Record the great news of 1880.”
She disappears, and then are shown: A sheaf of wheat bound with silver thread: an eagle with a branch of Naves in its mouth, a golden butterfly with gorgeous wings; and a golden calf, with people bowing before it. Then all grows dark; the mirror turns black as night. Seance ends.
Is it Transfiguration?
To the Editor of the Spiritual Scientist:
Sir:—During a recent visit in Austin, I was fortunate enough to witness a new phase of spirit manifestations, at least, one of which I had never heard of before. These manifestations consisted of materializations of spirit-faces in the light and without a cabinet. The medium was a gentleman, by the name of Psirne. (I am not quite certain that I have spelled his name correctly.) He stood in a shady corner of the otherwise well-lighted room, at the residence of Mr. Barbee, and enveloped his head in a dark shawl. After a few seconds a shudder seemed to run through him; he opened the front part of the shawl, lifting the same up so as to form a sort of lady’s sunbonnet; and by looking into the said opening, I could see—not the face of the medium; but the face of a materialized spirit. After a few seconds the drapery fell and the same operation was repeated several times.
The spirit-faces, which I saw, were as follows:
First, appeared the face of a fully materialized Indian, with long and straight black hair and black eyes. Next came a corpse-like looking face, which I could not see distinctly enough to make out what it was. Next the deathlike looking face of a woman with glassy eyes. The next thing I saw was very ugly. It was only a half-materialized face. I could distinguished only a nose, an eye, and a part of the jaw. After this appeared the face of a man with a long, black beard, and it is well to remark here that the medium had no beard at all.
I am yours very respectfully,
Fredericksburg, Texas, Oct. 14, 1875.
Editor's notes
- ↑ Is it Transfiguration? by unknown author, Spiritual Scientist, v. 3 No. 8, October 28, 1875, p. 86. Ending is lost.
Sources
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Spiritual Scientist, v. 3 No. 8, October 28, 1875, p. 86