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 FROM THE
 
 DENVER MIRROR
 25 Jan.  1874.
 
 
 CONVICTION AND CONVERSION
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 Gerald Massey, the Famous Poet and Philosopher,
 Tells How and Why he Became a Spiritualist.
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 Startling Personal and Family Experiences—Groping for Light
 Through Fogs of Doubt and Conjecture.
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 The Continuity and Intimate Relations of Spiritual
 Life in This World and the Next Explained.
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 Death, the Process of Birth Into a New Existence—
 The Immortal Progress of the Soul.
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      I begin with my own facts, because they are more to me than anybody else's 
      facts received on hearsay.  Indeed, if I had not known certain things were 
      true and real, I think I
      never could have believed them at second hand, no matter what the amount 
      of testimony might be.  I may say with Horatio, "Before my God I might not 
      this believe, without
      the sensible and true avouch of mine eyes and ears." Dear me!  how I 
      doubted, and doubted in the presence of the phenomenon itself!  In truth, 
      it seems to me that I only
      arrived at belief by doubting and doubting until I doubted my doubts.  
      I see it stated that Prof. Agassis saw at one single glance the whole thing 
      as all imposture.  It took a
      great wrench to lift me out of the old ruts of thinking.  I did not reach 
      my present conclusions for years.
 
      
      SLOW TO BELIEVE.
 
      
      It has been remarked on as an oversight of Shakspeare's that he should 
      have shown the great sceptic, Hamlet, as positively doubting the continued 
      existence of the soul,
      just after it had been revealed and demonstrated to him by the spirit of 
      his own father, who came to prove his identity by word of mouth and to 
      unfold the secrets of both
      worlds.  My own experience leads me to look on this not as an oversight, 
      but as one of the poet's profoundest insights.  He knew how hard it is for 
      many to accept those
      facts of the spiritual, even though (as was said of old), "one came from 
      the dead."  The facts I shall make use of are those that I recorded just as 
      they occurred.  I will answer
      for most of my facts with as much certitude as Mr. Crooks can for his.  I 
      speak in all sincerity, meaning exactly what I say, and do not doubt that 
      the truth, truly spoken, will
      ring true on the touchstone of all true souls.
 
      
      WONDERFUL CLAIRVOYANT POWERS.
 
      
      Some twenty-two years ago I was invited to see a young clairvoyant read 
      without the use of the eyes.  So little did I know of the subject, that 
      when I was asked to hold the
      eyelids down whilst she read, I left my fingers as far apart as possible, 
      so that she might see through them if she liked.  I did not wish to prevent 
      her reading.  Possibly my
      intended kindness told in my favour, for that clairvoyant became my wife, 
      and her first consciousness of meeting me, I found afterwards, was when 
      she was in the magnetic
      trance.  I was indignant at the treatment and the torture to which I 
      thought she was subjected to gratify people's curiosity, and it ended in 
      our running away from it.  I afterwards
      found that this reading by some abnormal vision was a fact, however 
      unbelievable.  She had manifested the power from nine years of age.  I have 
      seen her read so hundreds of
      times, and convince hundreds of people, including men like Brewster, 
      Hallam, late Earl of Carlyle, and the present Duke of Argyle and Bishop of 
      Winchester.  Many persons
      were prepared for the phenomena of Spiritualism by what they saw of her 
      clairvoyance.
 
 The speaker then detailed at some length the various methods which himself 
      and others had taken to prevent the lady from reading in this manner, and 
      the uniform failure of
      these plans, and specified several instances of the remarkable clairvoyant 
      powers possessed by her, which in time broadened to the shores of a wider 
      development in
      mediumship, and then proceeded in touching language to refer to his 
      departed daughter and the sickness of his wife.
 
      
      MENTAL ECLIPSE NO INSANITY OF SOUL.
 
      
      The loss a of peculiarly dear little child had preyed on the mother's 
      mind.  This was our "wee white rose of the world."  Also the brain had been 
      injured in childhood by ignorant
      parents.  Indeed, a spirit once said to me, "She is one of those who 
      receive the mortal wound from before birth."
 
 I take it that was a part of the conditions.  The partition that divided 
      one kind of consciousness from another was very thin—the mind would waver 
      at times.  I am satisfied,
      though, that a great deal of supposed insanity is only a disordered kind of 
      somnambulism, as will be seen  when the subject comes to 
      be judged from the
      spiritual side.  You may remember what Charles Lamb says about his poor 
      sister's brilliant, witty talk; when her mind wandered, as we say, it was 
      incomparably better than
      most sane people.  When the aberration became most apparent, if I could 
      only induce the magnetic trance I found there was no such thing as 
      insanity of the soul, however
      the brain consciousness might be arrested.  There was serenity and 
      clearness in the depths of the spirit-life, while the troubled life of the 
      brain ran on a river of oblivion above;
      so I saw how in madness, idiocy, under chloroform or in infancy, the 
      spirit that is eclipsed for the time being and shut in darkly from us, may 
      have its lucidity and be fed with
      light from the spirit world to which it is united, with which it 
      communicates through life, and into which we pass in death with an 
      internal waking.
 
      
      CONTINUED MENTAL ILLNESS.
 
      
      I am bound to admit there were times when I could not mesmerize, that the 
      mind has 
      been righted again in response to prayer.  You see I did not know there was 
      any natural law
      opposed to such a possibility, and no doubt was very much in earnest.  Our 
      knowledge and recognition of the impossible is often just the thing that 
      prevents the possible.
 
 In the year 1863 this mental illness took a bad turn.  For seven days and 
      nights it had been permanent.  Doctors insisted that I must put her away.  Hitherto I had held out
      against them, for it seemed to me that I knew so much more about the case 
      than they did.
 
 But now I wavered.  I could not get her mesmerized to consult her.  One 
      Sunday night I held a consultation with the doctors.  They insisted on her 
      removal.  I said I would
      decide next morning.  I got to bed about 11 o'clock, having given my wife 
      some medicine; put out the light, and lay down beside her.
 
      
      FIRST MANIFESTATIONS.
 
      
      Still she was violent, but in spite of that, I heard a strange noise at 
      the foot of the bed.  At first I thought it must be her feet pushing the 
      hot water bottle against the foot-board
      of the bedstead.  At length the noise arrested her attention, and 
      she blamed me for not keeping my feet still.  I told her it was not 
      me.  This seemed to steady her mind
      somewhat in a listening and fearful attitude.  The noise again began, and 
      increased, I got a light, and removed the hot water bottle.  The sounds 
      still went on.  My wife drew up
      her feet instinctively from the bed-foot, for by this time, the sound were 
      partly as though a rat were gnawing the mattress, or a dog's tail whisking 
      the foot-board.  I thought perhaps one of the dogs was in the 
      room—no, I did not think so; I tried to feel that it might be so.  My 
      wife insisted that one of the dogs was 
      in the room.  We called, and I
      got out of bed to look.  There was no dog—nothing to account for the 
      noise.  I turned up the bed and mattress at the foot to search.  There was 
      no explanation there.  I returned
      to bed again.  The noise began anew—a scratching, scribbling sound on the 
      board, with an occasional slight rap, in which the sound culminated, or 
      made itself out more
      perfectly.  My wife screamed that she could not stand it, and would not lie 
      in the bed any longer.  I tried to quiet her—for the sounds were quite 
      enough for me to attend to. 
      I bore it for some twenty minutes after being convinced that it was 
      produced by neither or us.
 
      
      INEXPLICABLE PHENOMENA.
 
      
      Once indeed, I wondered whether it was possible for thieves to be in the 
      room underneath with an electric battery, trying to occupy our attention 
      by shaking our bedstead
      electrically while they robbed the room.  I invented all sorts at natural 
      or unnatural explanations.  The sounds continued.  Then I called the 
      servant, to see what effect the
      sounds would have on another person not a poet, but of cool and 
      unimaginative temperament.  I did not tell her why I called her.  She 
      thought it was because her mistress
      was worse.  She sat down and leaned against the bed.  The sounds came again 
      louder and clearer.  She passed through a similar stage of wonderment, 
      looked at me, as she
      said afterwards, to see if I were frightened, and finding I was not, she 
      did not see why she should be, and so she did not bolt and leave me.
 
 The servant girl's mother was then called, but the fact produced no effect 
      upon the continuance of the sounds.  Mr. Massey was convinced by this time 
      that they proceeded
      from some other source than a mortal one, but could not seem to attach 
      them, on account of their grovelling nature, with spirits according to his 
      conception of such beings.  If
      a spirit were making these noises, he thought it must be one of a low 
      kind, and therefore bade it begone several times, but to no effect.
 
      
      SPIRITUAL SPIRITUAL PRESENCE.
 
      
      Finally the spirits rapped, and he, by requesting them to give three raps 
      for yes, obtained from them the information that his daughter Marian and 
      his wife's mother were
      present, though invisible, and had come to help his wife's head.  Strong 
      physical phenomena supervened, the bedstead being rocked, and the feet of Mr. Massey being "heaved up
      with force."  After which he says:
 
 My wife, who had leaned back, now rose up white and rigid, and straight as 
      a corpse might rise from a coffin, with the fixed, staring eyes, not yet 
      able to pierce the grave
      gloom, but bursting through it.  When quite upright, the face lighted.  She 
      leaned a little forward, looking out over the bed foot, and in a weird, 
      intense whisper said with an
      ineffable smile, "Mother, Marian!" and then sank gently back on my arm, 
      and soon lay breathing softly, with two tears steaming out of her closed 
      eyelids.  Spiritual
      presences, apparently recognisable to her as persons, had succeeded in 
      putting her into the trance condition.  In this state, consciousness began 
      where it left off a week
      before; all was a blank between, as was shown by her first question.  Of 
      what we had passed through that night, she knew nothing.  The noise began 
      again.  "Oh, what's that?"
      she said.  I told her what had occurred.  We continued the conversation a 
      long time that night.  The upshot of the communication was this: I was not 
      to put her away on the
      morrow, though she would be worse than she had yet been, and on the 
      following Sunday night she would be permanently better.  And at ten minutes 
      to 12 o'clock on that
      night week she was comparatively well.  Thus in all likelihood she was 
      saved from spending some years in a mad house.  That purported to be the 
      object of what I now
      consider the spiritual world audibly breaking through, to communicate 
      intelligently with me; proving, in doing so, that invisible beings could 
      see us, hear us, talk with us, help
      us.
 
      
      MULLER AND SHAKSPEARE.
 
      
      From that time forward he had plenty of proofs of the possibility of 
      spirit communication, among them being the raps carried to a greater 
      perfection of telegraph
      signification—a species of planchette—and the visions and descriptions 
      by his wife.  Among other remarkable things given him, was a written 
      communication relating to Muller,
      the railway carriage murderer, who was captured on this side of the water, 
      and was undergoing his trial, said communication citing facts to show that 
      he was not fully
      responsible for the homicide.  On the strength of this, the speaker sent a 
      communication to the London press, calling attention to these 
      circumstances, but, as it happened, it was printed in only one of the 
      papers, the News, but the writer did not 
      learn of its appearance till long afterwards.  However, Muller was found 
      guilty and hanged, and after his
      death came to them in spirit, and thanked the lecturer for the pains he 
      had taken to save "his poor neck."
 
 The aid which the speaker had received from the invisibles in unravelling 
      the mystery attached to Shakspeare's sonnets—through the mazes of which 
      neither the medium of
      Mr.  M had any intellectual clue— was to him simply wonderful, and to it 
      he bore willing testimony.  He had frequently in perusing the work, been 
      referred by the spirit to books
      thoroughly unknown to the medium or himself, and on searching up the 
      volumes, had found therein the corroborating proof promised.
 
      
      THERE IS NO DEATH.
 
      
      The speaker then related a story concerning his experience at a new 
      residence whither he had just removed—said narrative being of a nature 
      akin to the various "haunted
      houses," the stories of which so frequently of late have filled the 
      columns of the secular press.
 
 Before passing away to the spirit-side of his wife, he formed an agreement 
      with her that raps should be made upon the clock, where none had sounded 
      before, and
      subsequent to her decease raps were heard in abundance.  On his first 
      sitting with the medium, Home [Ed. — Daniel Dunglas Home, 
      a famed Victorian medium], a spirit took possession purporting to be 
      his wife and said "Oh,
      Gerald, when I turned upon my left side to pass that night, and had got 
      through, I could not believe it.  I kept on talking, and thought that you 
      had gone suddenly deaf, as I could not hear you answer me."  That was 
      exactly what had occurred with 
      me on this side of death.  I kept on talking and she did not hear.  I have 
      no doubt but that truly
      represents the continuity of consciousness in death.  There is no break—no 
      cessation of motion: it is like the top when we say it sleeps—that seems 
      to stand still when it spins
      perfectly.
 
      
      CONVINCING EVIDENCE.
 
      
      It is not my purpose merely to tell you a wonderful story, or I might have 
      filled my lecture with personal details.  But I would rather set people's 
      brains at work inside their
      skulls, than see hair standing on end outside of it.
 
 Since my first gropings in the darkness of this subject, light has dawned 
      on me more and more, and the facts have gone on unfolding their meanings 
      until the presence of the
      spiritual world is to me as real as that of the natural world; the 
      unfeatured darkness has unveiled a living face.  I have felt the touch of 
      spirit hands with nobody within seven
      yards of me, and have had my own hand impelled to write massages without 
      any volition of mine.
 
 Standing on this side  of my facts, how should I care to argue with 
      those who stand on the other to assert they can't be true?  Where is the 
      use of arguing when sheer
      ignorance of the subject is to be the base of our opponent's reasoning, 
      and his fundamental assumptions are false, which are that he sufficiently 
      divines the relationship of
      mind and matter in the life which is known, so as to say that these things 
      are impossible to their relationship in a life that is to him unknown!
 
      UNCONSCIOUS CEREBRATION.
 
      Sergeant Cox will tell you that this sort of abnormal action implies a new 
      force in nature: he calls it "Psychic Force."  But our "Psychic Force" 
      friends do not touch physically
      the veriest fringe of the phenomena.  They have made a study of one ripple, 
      registered on the sand by the great ocean that is out of sight.
 
 I know that Mr. Crooks has seen a thousand-fold more than he can 
      scientifically demonstrate to others.  If the force be spiritual, as we 
      contend, it follows that physical
      science can only deal with that registered record in the sand of the 
      ripple passed away.
 
 The speaker then paid his respects to Dr. Carpenter and the "unconscious 
      cerebration" theory, giving the subject caustic treatment; cited the fact 
      that the mesmeric
      phenomena, once ignored by the scientist, were not brought forward to 
      explain away those of Spiritualism, and said: But it is too late.  Our 
      scientific opponents,
 
        
        
          
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          When a medium 
      goes into the trance condition now, we presume it to be under spirit 
      influence.  A spirit is the magnetizer.  You will find by the Bible, that 
      this is an
      ancient form of mesmerism.  "Where is the angel Uriel," says Esdras, "the 
      angel who came to me at the first? for he hath caused me to fall into many 
      trances.  And as I was
      speaking these words, behold he came unto me, and looked upon me, and lo!  I lay as one who had been dead!"  At other times the hand is used in this 
      spiritual process, as
      it might be in magnetism.  The hand of the Lord, that is, of some spiritual 
      presence, came upon the head of the seer, Eliuan, and he saw and 
      prophesied. 
      
      SPIRIT MESMERISM.
 
      
      When the fact of the power of the mesmerist over his subject was called to 
      mind, we could see what a vision of possibilities—seemingly limited only 
      by the communicating power, and the receptivity of the medium—was opened, 
      if we came to accept as a fact that a spirit, an inhabitant of another 
      world, could become the magnetizer.  There was such a thing as "unconscious 
      cerebration" of thought.  Half our mental life was passed in the process of 
      thus drawing from the wells of the world of the unknown.  But, so far from 
      this "unconscious cerebration" furnishing an argument against 
      Spiritualism, it was one of the most vital proofs of its truth, the brain 
      being shown to be not the cause of action, but merely the agent of the 
      spirit's will.  The spirit itself, said the speaker, dwells and lives a 
      life of which we on the outside catch only the shadows of its motion on 
      the curtain—the lightning of its presence, flashing through its cloud.
 
      
      THE BRAIN A 
      MEANS, NOT A CAUSE.
 
      
      Unconscious cerebration is simply an automatic motion of brain in 
      signifying the wish or will, of the spirit consciousness; 
      and the brain is not the cause, but the means of the external 
      consciousness.  Here we may get a glimpse of the spirit's living on, even 
      though the brain becomes unconscious in sleep, feeble in age, decayed by 
      disease, or destroyed by death—the sun shining on after it has set, and 
      gathering to itself the rays that once illuminated and warmed the world of 
      sense.  His experience was like living in a kind of half way house, having 
      windows in it, through which he could look into two worlds.  We did not 
      know our own mental life anywhere as beginning, but only as 
      becoming.  There was an undredged ocean in our mental world which has 
      no bottom.  Deep as we might plumb, we could not sound it.  There is 
      illimitable continuity.  It was because the mere physicists failed to 
      appreciate the world of spiritual causes that they had no beginning, no 
      origin for phenomena; they tried to commence with the atom which had no 
      existence as a postulate, and ignored the subtler phenomena which 
      preceded such supposed atom.  Plate was right when he proclaimed that man 
      was a plant not of the earth, but of heaven.  As the tree which drew by its 
      leaves from Sun and dew the power to send down its roots into the earth, 
      so men, rooted for a while in the natural, drew from the spiritual world 
      his true soul sustenance—he existing at the same time—a denizen of two 
      worlds, which blended in his being, and between which he was the 
      only division.
 
      OBJECTIVE COMMUNICATION.
 
      Spiritualism claims to have established objective communication with this 
      veritable world of being, which has been subjectively whittled away to a 
      vanishing point by Metaphysics and Theology.  Through our magnetic mediums 
      it used to murmur strange things to us—like one talking in a dream.  But 
      now we can get at it, as it were, in the waking state, and know the force 
      behind the veil of matter in a mental form, as Intelligence, Affection, 
      and Will.
 
 If it were possible to set aside our facts, we should still only be acting 
      on a belief professed by the whole Christian world.  It is asserted by them 
      that the soul of man is forever influenced by good or evil suggestions, 
      invisibly conveyed of course.  Neither God nor Devil could get at our souls 
      without impinging somehow, somewhere; without contact no force could be 
      brought to bear; there must be a spirit communication—no matter by 
      what name you call it.  Also, the suggestion must come from beyond our 
      consciousness—which is just what we say, only we act on it as a living 
      truth; the orthodox and scientific mind, as if it were a lying force.
 
      
      MATERIALISM REVIEWED.
 
      
      It is difficult to demonstrate to those physicists—who are the only 
      fossil specimens on Earth, I think, of the petrified soul—that we are 
      living spirits; difficult to prove the existence and presence of spirits
      outside of us to those who have not realized a spirit within us.  Still, 
      it is impossible to fully discuss natural laws apart from spiritual 
      causes;
      the two are indissolubly bound up together.  You cannot treat the 
      natural by ignoring the spiritual; you cannot insulate the most material man, 
      like a metal in a
      non-conductor, so as to be sure that the spiritual world is not brought to 
      bear in the production of certain phenomena.  In man it is with the natural 
      and the spiritual as the
      Hindoos say of the melon; you can hold a melon in one hand which contains 
      seven handfuls of seeds.  And such is the spiritual relationship here to 
      the natural facts.
 
 I think it is greatly owing to our dim and distant conception of a spirit 
      world that it seems so impossible for our spirit friends to be near us and 
      to communicate with us.  Our
      ideas have been so limited to the more visible relations of time and 
      space.  Metaphysics have so dissipated all spiritual reality.  And then, 
      What is spirit? we say or think,
      trying to feel the texture of it, as if to see how much it would sell for, 
      and mentally figure it forth from the sense-perceptions, and realize it in 
      a material form.  We conceive of
      spirit as attenuated matter, forgetting that no attenuation of matter will 
      ever arrive at spirit.  In doing thus, we are somewhat like those English 
      people who, when in a foreign land, seem to fancy the more they make their 
      own language un-English, the more it must be like the language spoken 
      there!  The only startling point, I think, is this: We are spirits here 
      and now; spirits in a material form, but not spirits because of this 
      shape.
 
      THE AFFECTIONS DIVINELY PERSONIFIED.
 
      
      And in trying to conceive spirits out of the present body, I don't think 
      we can do better than remember what constitutes us as spirits in 
      the body, which is this: a man's real, spiritual self is his will 
      and his affections personified.  Take a man's love for 
      example; you cannot know that by its weight, or texture, or material presence; 
      you can only know it by its own manifestations, whether it embodies itself 
      to us or not, and where it may not manifest itself publicly, it will do so by 
      many secret ways.  We cannot see it in itself; we can only know it 
      by its signs.  But this love and this will are the very being 
      that lives on as the crystallized, immortal self called a spirit, not 
      likely to be commonly visible to us in the sense, though very real and 
      quite near to us still.  In fact, nearness would be the most natural 
      manifestation of love directed by will in whatever state of existence it 
      found itself.
 
 I prefer, then, to speak of spirits as human affections more divinely 
      personified; increasingly in their power as they increase in the intensity 
      of their life, just as I prefer to think of God as "our Father" to all 
      chemical considerations of His nature, or metaphysical 
      mysteries of His attributes.  We know this will, this love, 
      will find another fitting form of embodiment, because they have proved it 
      to us again and again, and are always ready to prove it by the will 
      coming back to us and demonstrating the continuity of the love in 
      person; not only influencing us in the secret places of the soul, but with 
      a presence palpable to the commonest sense.
 
      
      ANGEL SPIRITS NEVER NEAR.
 
      
      Thousands ignore the spiritual world because, as they 
      think, it is so far off—out of sight with them being out of mind.  But once in 
      the presence of our facts, and fully possessed by them, you cannot adopt the 
      ostrich policy, and try to get rid of the other world by sticking your 
      head in any sand hole in this!
 
        
        
          
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            You lose the power to self-deceiveWith shallow forms of make-believe!
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          Let men but 
      truly realize that the better angels of themselves, whether in the shape of 
      a loving wife, or mother, or child gone before, can still see them, are 
      with them still, and try to get nearer to them than ever they could in 
      this life, that they look at their sins and failings, their worldliness 
      and greed with rebuking eyes, divinely grave, filled with their larger, 
      purer love, and they must take thought and strive not to turn them away 
      when they seek to draw near on their mission of comfort and errand of 
      love; they should try not to do that which would make them veil their eyes 
      in anguish.  They should not continue the life of selfishness that darkens 
      round their souls like the black cloud of the ink-fish, and rises up 
      betwixt them and their darlings, to sully their innocent brightness, and 
      put them out as the darkest midnight may put out the stars!
 You  would not dare linger thoughtlessly in the palace or hovel of sin if you 
      felt the spirit touch you upon your shoulder, or heard the whisper at your ear 
      of a voice you know.  "I'm glad that my poor dead mother does not know what 
      I have come to," says some wretched outcaste who thinks the ache was all 
      over for her when the grave sod covered up that bowed frame and broken 
      heart from human sight.  But my God!  she does know, and sees 
      more than ever, and suffers with the strength of a thousand heart-breaks 
      for that miserable but dearly loved daughter.
 
      GOLD THE VERIEST DROSS.
 
      
      You may remember the wreck of a large steam vessel some years 
      ago, called the "Central 
      America."  She had about 500 people 
      on board, the greater portion of whom were miners returning from 
      California.  They were coming home from El Dorado, bringing their 
      treasure with them.  They had toiled terribly to accumulate their 
      wealth, and now they were going to invest it and live sumptuously and 
      dwell at their ease.
 
 Often and often their eyes turned to the bags of gold dust 
      with a golden sparkle of delight.  But, says the account, as the 
      storm continued, the gold was less and less thought of; and when it became 
      evident that they might at any moment go to the bottom, men pulled off 
      their belts of treasure, and opened their bags of gold, and scattered 
      their riches on the cabin floors, telling those who liked to take it, for 
      aught they cared.  Full purses containing $2,000 were lying untouched 
      on sofas.  Carpet bags were opened by their owners, and the shining 
      stream poured forth on the floors.  One passenger opened a bag and 
      dashed about the cabin $20,000 in gold dust, and told any man who wanted 
      to gratify his greed to take it; but it was left untouched as the veriest 
      dross.  A little while before he would have struck down any man who 
      dared to touch a single grain of it!  The other world had looked 
      closely into their faces, and greatly changed the relative value of 
      things.  In its immediate presence the glittering hoards were the 
      veriest tinsel, and undistinguishable from the other dust of Earth.  
      When the ship was sinking a brig was described, and boat after boat put 
      off to save the women and the children.   These were all that 
      could be rescued.
 
      TRUE HEROISM.
 
      Fathers perished from their children, husbands parted from 
      their wives, with a resolute resignation.  They saw the women and 
      little ones push off in the boats; there were no boats for them.  
      Nevertheless, not one of those rough gold diggers rushed at the last 
      chance of saving himself.  All selfishness had died out of them with 
      the other world in the presence.  Each heart knew its own 
      bitterness—each was busy with its own peculiar sorrow.  A last look 
      at the boats vanishing forever in the distance—a last thought of home and 
      friends far away—a last silent prayer to God above, but no sign of 
      selfishness was seen or heard, with death within arm's length of them and 
      staring close into their faces.  As the last boat put off with its 
      precious freight, the ship went down, head first, to the bottom.  But 
      those hardy, bronzed fellows had first touched bottom, and in that trying 
      time their manhood range heroically true.
 
      A CONSTANT REMINDER AND APPEAL.
 
      I think that Spiritualism must have partly an effect upon 
      those whom it really and truly lays arresting hands on, for the other 
      world to look closer into their face.  Surely if the other world once 
      demonstrates its immediate presence in life as well as in death, the 
      result must be living and life-long—once brought home to us in this way, 
      with a continual appeal to your moral consciousness and reminder of your 
      spiritual destiny.  The spirit world is always trying to influence 
      us, but ordinarily it is like sewing without a knot in the thread, that 
      slides through unfelt.  Our facts put a knot in the thread for the 
      first time, so that they can hold on and pull, and draw us nearer to them.  
      For lack of our facts, the other world has become a far-off country, which 
      men traded with of old, but the current of commerce has set in other 
      directions, and it has drifted out of sight, and almost lives in legend 
      alone!  There was greater need of news from it—signs of 
      existence—than now: it has become so dim and far away as to look like an 
      evening cloud on the horizon across the dark water of death, which may not 
      be solid land, or habitable, after all, when we try to set foot on it in 
      Eternity!  And the "Word" we had from it so long ago is as much 
      doubted as any old traveller's enthusiastic story!
 
      "THIS TINY AND ARRESTING RAP."
 
      See the myriads whose thoughts are trying to reach that other 
      world by grave-digging and body-snatching and hopes of physical 
      resurrection!
 
 What matters the shape in which it may prove its 
      existence?—its actual presence with us? Shipwrecked people do not usually 
      quarrel with the message sent from the land they seek, even though it 
      comes to them in the form of muddy water and sea-drifted weed.
 
 And this tiny, and arresting rap may be and has been the 
      turning point in many lives, where all other modes of appeal had been 
      resisted.  I believe that, as evidence of a future life, one single 
      proof in spiritual manifestation is worth the hear-say revelation of a 
      world.  It is the resurrection and the life of all the rest.  
      Immortality is no longer a glorious possibility or a desolate 'perhaps'; 
      it is a positive fact.
 
 Once our immortality has been grasped in this way, as a fact, 
      all mere words on the subject, or about it, seem impertinent, and are as 
      much superseded as the leaves of other years.  A man who has once 
      felt assured of actual spirit presence, once heard the voice of a spirit, 
      once recognized the spirit touch, or been breathed upon consciously with 
      spirit breath, is in a different position, and far above the pulpit, for 
      resting his lever to move the world and lift the soul.  His has found 
      the firmest fulcrum known.
 
      DEATH A TREMENDOUS BUGBEAR.
 
      Spiritualism shows us the visible foothold before it gets too 
      dark to see to take the step.  We know the other world is soundly 
      based before leaving this.  Our faith does not only conquer death in 
      the last grim moment, at the edge of the grave, but is triumphant the 
      whole life through.  Our thoughts have been climbing upward, by 
      palpable means, all along.  And with such an irradiation as this 
      faith sheds, a man can walk right through the shadow of Death itself and 
      turn round with an amused smile as if asking if that were the tremendous 
      bugbear which has frightened so many poor mortals from ever living.
 
 We cannot say farewell with the old desolate feeling of 
      sadness and uncertainty, who know how surely we are one still in the eye 
      of God, and how the spiritual relationship lives on and holds good when 
      the hands unclasp in parting and the temporary tie is severed.
 
        
        
          
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            have heardThe free chirp of the fledged immortal bird?
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          Death is no longer Lord of Life 
      for us; 'tis but the attendant shadow of Life's presence. 
        
        
          
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            The cloud is lifted from the vapoury 
            bourne,With recognition sweet, our dead return
 To dry the mourner's tear and hush the wail,
 There's nothing twixt us but a Viewless veil!
 
            (Massey: A Tale of Eternity) |  
      Indeed, they reappear in front of the drop scene, 
      after the last act of the Life-Drama is over, and give us the greeting of 
      spiritual gladness. 
      IT IS A REAL REVELATION.
 
      ....which makes you feel at times as if the lease of your 
      existence has been renewed on far more satisfactory terms and placed in 
      your hand visibly by God, and dated "forever".
 
 Here was the vast difference betwixt Jesus 
      Christ and his professed followers.  [His was a living] intercourse 
      with a living God, a daily converse with Heaven, from which he was 
      freshly fed day by day with its dews of healing and waters of life.  
      The others drew mainly from a dead well whose waters have been collecting 
      and getting stagnant for centuries, but seldom troubled by any descending 
      angel that stirred them into brightness, or brought a breath of freshness, 
      and the waters have become tainted through their muddy mediumship; they 
      have been filtered of their heavenly properties and discoloured with 
      earthiness, and dreadfully impregnated with those sulphur springs from 
      below.  They have become the drainage of earth and the oozings of 
      Hell, rather than a drinking fountain fresh from Heaven, giving disease 
      instead of medicating it.
 
      A LIVING WORD TO A LIVING PEOPLE.
 
      Things that have been looked to and clasped as the pillars of 
      Heaven itself, and prop and stay of sinking souls on Earth, are holding 
      the heavens aloof from us—keeping them afar off, and interposing between 
      us and God be preventing the descent of Heaven itself into the human soul, 
      and hindering the coming of the Kingdom in this life by their very 
      exaltation of it for show-purposes, to make us look up to it and aspire to 
      it as something only to be possessed hereafter.  They prohibit any 
      further revelation, lest it should not tally with that shut up in the 
      Book.  They have no vision, no divination, no word from the living 
      God for living people—no Bread of Life to break up for the famishing souls 
      of men!
 
 The lamp still burns upon their altars.  It did good 
      service in the dark night of the past, but it contends in vain with its 
      tiny twinkle against the flood of broad daylight poured direct from Heaven 
      in the world outside.
 
      WE CANNOT INHERIT OUR FAITH.
 
      The life of their Urim and Thummin has gone out, and its 
      glory has departed.  Though worn upon the breastplate for show, there 
      is no sign of the divine presence there.  There is not warmth enough 
      at heart to quicken the mystic splendours into life.  Nor is it a 
      divine response to the yearnings of humanity, eighteen hundred years ago, 
      that will satisfy the yearnings of today.  We can't live on the manna 
      that fell from Heaven to feed the Israelites.  However sedulously we 
      garner up the treasure of past experience, we cannot start in these or in 
      other life-matters just where the wisest and best of all time left off.  
      Every man for himself must live his spiritual life from a king of primal 
      beginning.  He must make out his own belief by such illumination that 
      God gives to his individual soul, and it is by that he must read all other 
      revelation.  We cannot inherit our faith, then, ready made, or 
      perfected to pattern.  Those who think most, and live their life at 
      the deepest, will be most perplexed before they can make it out for 
      themselves.  Therefore there is a never ceasing need for revelation 
      and manifestation of spirit world, and a revelation for all, which gives 
      an anchorage of fact to trust to.  Possibly you thought Spiritualism 
      was the turning and tipping of tables? Spiritualism means just what you 
      have the ability to make of it, when once you have grasped it.
 
      SPIRITUALISM DEFINED.
 
      Spiritualism as I understand it means a new light of 
      revelation in the world from the old eternal source, and you cannot have a 
      new light let in without seeing many old acquaintances with a new face!  
      Many aspects of things will change, and some things that we mistook for 
      living faces will turn into the sheerest masks of mockery, and whiten with 
      the sweat of dissolution running down them.  But no letting in of new 
      light will change the nature of that which is eternally true.  It is 
      only falsehood that needs to shrink from the transfiguring touch of light.  
      That need must shrink and shrivel away.  Spiritualism, as I 
      interpret it, means a new life in the world, and new life is not born 
      without pain and partings, and sheddings of old decay.  But new light 
      and life do not come to impoverish; they come to enrich.  
      Spiritualism will prove a mighty iconoclast, but the fetishes and idols it 
      destroys will yield up their concealed treasure of innermost truth, as did 
      the statue which was destroyed by Mahmoud, the image breaker.  The 
      priestly defenders offered him an enormous sum to spare their god, but he 
      resisted the bribe and smote with his iron mace.  Down fell the 
      image, and as it broke, there rolled out a river of pent-up wealth which 
      had been hoarded and hidden within it.
 
      THE GREAT SOLVENT OF DOGMAS.
 
      And so it will be with Spiritualism and the blows it strikes.  
      It has already proved itself the greatest of dogmas yet known.  It is 
      the truth that sets you free for good as well as for evil.  It has 
      acted and is acting like Hannibal's vinegar on the most stupendous 
      obstacles of progress, and an imposture cannot do that.  It will 
      finally break up many a poor miserable effigy of God to fully reveal the 
      Divinity himself to the unfettered human soul.
 
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		Ed.  In 1857 the paddle-steamer SS Central America 
      was on passage to New York City  laden with gold coins, ingots and 
      specimen gold fresh from the California Gold Rush, when it foundered in a 
      hurricane off the coast of North Carolina.
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            Josh Billings |  
      FROM THE
 
 DENVER DAILY TIMES
 23 Apr.  1874.
 
      Gerald Massey, Gen. John C. Fremont and Josh 
      Billings, forming a unique trio, breakfasted together at Laramie, Tuesday, 
      and passed on eastward.
 [Massey admired Billings' writing; see Massey's essay, "Yankee 
      Humour" - Ed.]
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 FROM THE
 
 DENVER MIRROR
 10 May.  1874.
 
 
 GERALD MASSEY
 ________
 
      We announced a few weeks since the probability of a 
      visit to Denver from the distinguished poet and orator, Gerald Massey, who 
      is about to sail for England, but will at some future time we trust 
      revisit this country, where he has accomplished so much, and where his 
      friends and admirers can by numbered by the tens of thousands. In reply to 
      numerous letters of enquiry from all parts of the Territory, we deem it 
      not improper to publish an explanatory statement, which will account for 
      the disappointment we experienced in common with hundreds of others in 
      Denver and adjacent towns, over Mr. Massey's failure to include this city 
      in his lecturing tour of the Pacific coast.
 
 Last march we addressed a letter of invitation to Mr. Massey, 
      urging him to come to Denver to deliver one or more of his famous 
      lectures. The following acknowledgement of
      its receipt from the author of the [Western Rural], owing to faulty 
      address, we did not receive until last Tuesday:
 
        
        
          
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      CHICAGO, 
            March 16, 1874
 
 
      
      S. G. Fowler, Esq.:
 MY 
            DEAR 
            SIR—Mr. 
            Massey passed through Chicago from Cincinnati to Minnesota on Friday 
            night, receiving a letter from you among others, which he showed me.  
            He will write to you from Minneapolis.  I hope he may give you 
            an evening at least on his return from California. He has done a 
            great work in Chicago.
 
 How are you "getting on" at Denver?  Your paper is excellent.
 Yours truly,
 
      
                        
            H. N. F. LEWIS |  
      In due course of time Mr. Massey wrote us from St. 
      Paul, Minn., as follows: 
        
        
          
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      ST. 
            PAUL, 
            Sunday, 15.
 
 
      
          DEAR 
            SIR—I 
            go straight through from Omaha to San Francisco, with engagements 
            made.  Nor have I the time or means to speculate or run risks.  
            Nor can I fill in, Westward, half the possible engagements offered, 
            my time is so limited, and I have fixed dates to go back on, in 
            Boston and elsewhere.
 At the present moment I think I could offer one or two 
            evenings for Denver on my way back, or rather I am open to an offer: 
            terms $100 per lecture, which is not large considering I shall 
            travel 18,000 miles (sic) for it.  I cannot judge of 
            places for myself but I do not want any risks run by others where 
            they are not likely to succeed.  Time, towards the end of the 
            third week in April, or beginning of the fourth week—this to be 
            settled later.
 
 Please see what can be done and address me care of T. L. 
            Kimball, railway manager, Omaha, where I pass on Tuesday, 24th, for 
            San Francisco, where I am due on Saturday night, 28th.  Address 
            there, care of Albert Kendrick, 201 Montgomery street, San 
            Francisco.
 Yours cordially,
 
      
      GERALD 
      MASSEY. |  
          The same date the above letter 
      reached us, a prominent and wealthy resident, who was in our office, 
      signed his obligation guaranteeing Mr. Massey $200 for two lectures, to be 
      delivered here in the month of April. We enclosed it as directed, to care 
      of our valued friend Thos. L. Kimball, at Omaha, at the same time 
      addressing Mr. Massey another letter, stating that every provision would 
      be made on the part of friends here to render his stay agreeable.
 We never understood why no attention was paid to these 
      letters, and charitably attributed Mr. Massey's neglect to overwhelming 
      pressure of engagements, and inability to arrange his programme of travel 
      so as to meet the wishes of his many friends here, until a letter came to 
      hand on Thursday last from friend Kimball. he will pardon us from quoting 
      therefrom:
 
        
        
          
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      GENERAL 
            TICKET 
            OFFICE,
 OMAHA, 
            Neb., May 6, 1874
 
      
      Stanley G. Fowler, Esp.,
 MY 
            DEAR 
            SIR—If 
            I had been at home when your letters regarding Massey's lectures 
            were received, I have no doubt that arrangements could have been 
            made to secure him for Denver. As it was, his plans were sadly 
            bungled, and by the failure to receive a telegram from San 
            Francisco, he lost the opportunity of speaking in many points in the 
            est. I am sorry on your account, as it is a rare treat to hear him 
            in public, and rarer still in private. He is a wonderful man,— 
            gifted beyond his fellows, cultivated to a degree that is rare among 
            self-made men, and inspired by love, truth, and intense hatred of 
            all forms of mental thraldom. I know you would have heartily enjoyed 
            his visit. He promised to visit this country again, and take time 
            enough to speak wherever there is a desire to hear him.
 
 Yours truly,
 
      
      THOS. 
            L. KIMBALL. |  
          The above correspondence fully 
      elucidates "why and wherefore" Mr. Massey failed to take in Denver on his 
      Western trip.  Another year, should Providence spare his life, we 
      hope he will visit this city in person, where his "thoughts that breathe 
      and words that burn" have already made themselves felt, and where he will 
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 BANNER OF LIGHT
 May 2, 1874.
 
 GERALD MASSEY,
 
      From England, will commence a two weeks' engagement at the Music Hall, 
      Boston, on the afternoon of Sunday, May 3, taking for his subject "The 
      Serpent Symbol; its Spiritual and Physical Significance."  On the 
      following Sabbath (10th) Mr. Massey will give his closing address in 
      Boston by a delineation of "The Coming Religion."  The San Francisco, 
      Cal., papers speak well of his late discourses in that city, and from 
      their accounts we select the following paragraphs.  The Daily 
      Evening Bulletin of April 16 stated in the commencement of its report: 
      "Gerald Massey, the renowned poet and agitator, appeared in his special 
      field last evening as an exponent of the views of advanced scepticism of 
      the English school, the subject of his lecture being the startling query, 
      'Why don't God kill the Devil?'  The discussion of a question of such 
      direct interest to the generality of the people attracted a large 
      attendance, and Platt's Hall (seating capacity, 3,000 persons) was 
      completely filled on the occasion by a very earnest and attentive 
      audience."  Concerning his lecture on "The Coming Religion," the 
      Daily Morning Call of April 18 said: "Gerald Massey had a splendid 
      house in Platt's Hall last evening, to lecture on the 'Coming Religion.'  
      It was his last public appearance on his present visit to the Pacific 
      Coast, and there were doubtless not a few in the Hall who wanted to see 
      him, whatever their desire might be as to the lecture.  On what the 
      coming religion is of which he was to spark, hardly anyone could have been 
      in perplexity.  Mr. Massey fearlessly espoused Spiritualism, was 
      vituperative and startling on the modern creeds, and lugged in the 
      devil-and-brimstone terrors very frequently for the purpose of railing at 
      them and whacking them with ridicule.  Some of his strongest 
      passages—for the utterance of which a couple of centuries ago he would 
      reverently have been burned—were warmly applauded, though not by many 
      persons; and at no time was there the slightest indication of 
      disapproval."
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 THE MEDIUM AND DAYBREAK.
 SEPTEMBER 
      21, 1883.
 
 
 GERALD MASSEY'S SECOND LECTURE.
 
      Sunday was a glorious day, altogether too sunny and pleasant to go within 
      doors and get immersed in a profoundly intellectual disquisition, yet a 
      quite satisfactory audience elected so to spend Sunday afternoon in St. 
      George's Hall.  The Lecturer appeared to be in excellent health, much 
      stronger after one week's contact with the world.  He proceeded with 
      greater confidence and comfort, and was quite himself when compared with 
      his best appearances.  The greeting of the audience was hearty and 
      free, and the intimacy between platform and auditorium increased as the 
      lecture went on.  The finish of the discourse was of a more popular 
      character, though the matter was quite as profound and important.  
      There was a brilliant allusion now and again to the peaks of thought that 
      are visible on the surface of human society, and these humorous hits were 
      eagerly responded to by the pleased listeners, who seemed to augment in 
      appreciation the more boldly and dexterously the speaker annihilated the 
      strongholds of popular superstition.
 
 Our comments must not be construed into a report, which could 
      only be supplied by a verbatim statement.  Some of the ideas 
      presented may be found in Mr. Bengough's article on another page.  
      The opening reminded us of the fears, even of modern men, when a new path 
      is placed before them.  Many dread the evils that may be contained in 
      Spiritualism, and have a grave suspicion that all ghosts are devils.  
      So man's first ideas were in relation to those elements in nature which 
      caused him discomfort and suffering.  Do we not see here the prime 
      necessity of "evil" as a factor in man's progress?
 
 There were seven of these dire pests of man's early life, 
      which became reproduced in series after series, and were the "Elohim" 
      after whose image man was created, according to Moses.  The number 
      seven occupies an important position in biblical records; and the origin 
      of this Mr. Massey went into at length.  The same series was 
      presented as Zootypes, then as constellations: timekeepers who, on account 
      of the precessional action of the planet, were unfaithful, fell beneath 
      the horizon, and were not reinstated till after the great cycle 26,000 
      years.  Then the subject was elaborately traced into the Mount, the 
      pole, the tree, the birthplace of the gods in the North, where the 
      superseded constellations again came into view.  Thus it appeared 
      that these celestial phenomena had been made record of for 52,000 years.  
      Stonohenge as a representative of Paradise was alluded to, and the thirty 
      years festival was explained.  In some points it was apparent that 
      Mr. Massey and Mr. Oxley were touching on the same subjects.
 
 The planetary gods occupied a second series of seven.  
      The "Church" you know would not look through Galileo's pipe with a bit of 
      glass in it, in case it would see more planets than the mythical number.  
      The moon was the lowest planetary sphere, the spiritual dustbin, 
      "lunatic," while Saturn was the highest.  Buddhism recognised the 
      moon as the lowest of the seven, and Nirvana as the last of seven, and the 
      elucidation given by Mr. Massey answered a question on the subject put by 
      Dr. Wyld.  The views advanced were adduced as the true explanation of 
      the book of Revelation, and which was also paralleled by an Indian 
      scripture.  The identification of the Ram with Christ was given, and 
      a vast amount of matter of a similar kind, having a bearing on a great 
      many dogmas and details of church work.
 
 Then the subject was presented on the physiological plane.  
      It was stellar, not human, personages that "fell."  Mythology did not 
      recognise a primeval pair.  It was a true system when understood on 
      the grounds on which it originated.  The theories of creation 
      entertained by primitive peoples throughout the world were explained, and 
      the loss of innocence and origin of guilt set forth.  This was a 
      section of the lecture which cannot be touched on to do it any kind of 
      justice; it involved so much.  It was shown that when man rose above 
      the bestial state he began to improve upon his habits, the basis being a 
      more strict regard for the laws of reproduction, unnatural misdirections 
      in this respect were reprobated; while the normal and healthy generation 
      of offspring was accounted virtuous and honourable.  A moral system 
      thus originated, based on physiology.  A wise conservation of man's 
      vital resources, as at present expressed in the Blue Ribbon movement, was 
      shown to be of very ancient practice.  The sacredness of woman and 
      the consecration of puberty were treated at length, and gave rise to much 
      suggestive 'thought.  A stronger, a more appropriate plea for purity 
      could not be imagined.  The subject merged into the idea of a saviour 
      on the basis of reproductive continuity of the race, and the phallic 
      element took a position of a very different character from that which it 
      is made to hold in many minds.  In previous lectures it was shown 
      what an important part grease or fat played in ancient symbolism.  
      The mummy was thus smeared, and became the ceremonial representative of 
      the saviour idea.  Mr. Massey quoted an Egyptian word which had a 
      sound something resembling "christ " and "grease," and he derived both 
      words from that source, and of cognate meaning.
 
 The lecturer traced the idea of a fall into its later forms, 
      such as the descent of soul into matter, remarking that the cause is last 
      seen.  Ancient ideas of the soul being the salt that kept matter from 
      corruption reminded of the "Ye are the salt of the earth" expression, 
      which if it "lost its savour, wherewith could it be salted?"  Wisdom, 
      purity was held to be the true saviour, but incidentally the idea of a 
      blood atonement was explained, and its relationship pointed out.
 
 The Christian dogmas on the crucifixion of a God were 
      relegated to their true origins, and severely dealt with.  No man 
      possibly is a more consummate master of sarcasm than Mr. Massey, but he 
      always employs it with strict regard to the defence of truth and the 
      overthrow of error.  The irreligious scoff is not to be heard from 
      his lips.  A deep religious feeling accompanies all his utterances, 
      and the hearer is impressed with the great gain which would ensue to 
      religion if all these fables which he explodes were cleared away for ever.
 
 This lecture abounded in beautiful thoughts, expressed in 
      fitting and poetical language.  The audience was deeply interested, 
      and applause was frequent.  A joyful hope was held out for the 
      "salvation" of mankind.  He was yet only partly up the declivity, up 
      which he is so painfully yet pleasantly toiling.  The wisdom of the 
      Creator was set forth in a manner much more in consonance with man's 
      religious aspirations than the doctrines of the Churches imply.
 
 A clairvoyant seer had a report of the proceedings of a very 
      interesting kind.  She is so defective of hearing that she did not 
      know what the speaker was talking about. Her observations could not 
      therefore be subjective creations derived from the topics listened to.  
      During the lecture a glorious panorama passed before her, which, as far as 
      we can learn, was a pictorial or dramatic representation of the spoken 
      lecture.  The characters were of dusky hue.  There was a 
      beautiful woman with long hair; a fine youth; and a babe hold out by its 
      mother.  It was described as a smiling, almond-eyed little one.  
      All these scenes were richly filled out with accessories, and will be 
      regarded by those who heard the lecture as "ideographs " of its most 
      prominent topics.
 
 There is more in this ideograph system than can be grasped.  
      It means everything, in fact.  Twelve years ago scenes were similarly 
      seen round Mr. Massey, representative of subject matter.  Are these 
      surroundings objective or subjective; what is the difference between the 
      terms?  We are travelling upwards; and enough it is if we wisely 
      apply our present advantages.
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 THE MEDIUM AND DAYBREAK.
 SEPTEMBER 
      28, 1883.
 
 
 GERALD MASSEY'S THIRD LECTURE.
 
      
      When in ten thousand churches, last Sunday, the usual 
      sleepy afternoon service was being duly performed, the officiating 
      ministers thereat little knew what was going on at St. George's Hall, 
      Langham Place.  If they had known they might have been excused for 
      suffering from that choking sensation in the throat which sometimes 
      accompanies a shock to the nervous system, occasioned by sudden terror or 
      unwelcome surprise.  For some weeks there had been an announcement 
      outside the doors, that on that afternoon the Non-Historic Nature of the 
      Canonical Gospels would be indubitably demonstrated by means of a Mythos, 
      now for the first time recovered from the Sacred Books of Egypt.  It 
      is a fact that concerns some millions of nominal Christians in London, to 
      say nothing of tens of millions elsewhere, that the Lecturer's promise was 
      fulfilled.  In other words, an hour and a half was expended in 
      reading off from the Egyptian Ritual of the Dead the most important 
      portions of those same Gospels on which the religious life of Christendom 
      and its hopes for eternity are understood to rest.
 
 Mr. Massey's audience was appreciative and enthusiastic.  
      It has become more so every week.  But it is scarcely to be wondered 
      at, that the Hall was not full.  Long and painful experience has 
      taught us that English people brought up in orthodoxy are, for the most 
      part, absolutely devoid of any curiosity, openness of mind, or rationality 
      in religious matters.  And during the last forty years the Gospels 
      have been the subject of such endless criticism, and their authority as a 
      so-called "Revelation" has been so completely pulverised, that 
      free-thinkers are perhaps rather tired of the whole thing.  But we 
      can confidently assure the most learned student of Christianity, that in 
      Mr. Massey's treatment of the subject he would have met with something 
      almost entirely fresh, of surpassing interest, historical, ethnological, 
      and religious, and a delightful contrast, both to merely negative 
      criticism, and that imaginative evolution of the writer's consciousness, 
      which forms the staple of most "Lives of Jesus."
 
 The Lecturer began by saying that he regarded two things as 
      constituting the unpardonable sin of the parent against the helplessness 
      and innocency of infancy—the one consisting in the father allowing his 
      child to run the risk of blood-contamination, such as was once suffered by 
      a child of his through the filthy fraud of vaccination—the other in his 
      permitting the soul of his child to be inoculated with the still more 
      virulent poison of the theological vaccine. ' Children who accept as truth 
      whatsoever is seriously affirmed by those whom they love—those who are 
      their sole protectors—are taught that the fables of mythology 
      misconceived are the sacred and true "Word of God," if they are found in 
      the Hebrew Scripture!  And it takes the latter half of one's 
      life-time to slough off the mass of corrupting error instilled into us 
      during the earlier half; even when we do break out and slough it off in a 
      mental eruption, and find ourselves in rebellion against things as they 
      are.  The mass of people never get rid of the infection; they still 
      pass on the old hereditary disease in this life; and, if we are to believe 
      certain reports, they go on for a time after death persisting that the 
      ancient errors are true, and still try, to infect healthier souls by 
      communicating their old hereditary disease from the next life.
 
 "I," pursued the lecturer, "in common with others, was 
      vaccinated body and soul, and have to spend the rest of my life in trying 
      to get rid of the evil effects of the virus.  When I lectured ten 
      years ago, I had not found out the fraud by which we have been 
      unfathomably befooled.  I accepted the canonical gospels as 
      containing a human history.  At that time the facts of Modern 
      Spiritualism had been forced upon me during many years.  Now the 
      first effect of these on some natures is to make a profound appeal to the 
      feeling of religious awe, and therefore, to confirm the orthodox in all 
      the errors of their early thought.  If certain extensions of 
      recognised laws take place in the present, why may not all the mythical 
      miracles of the past be veritable matters of fact?  Of course they 
      may if we have no means of distinguishing between them.  Thus the 
      primary tendency of Spiritism is to rehabilitate the old Beliefs that have 
      been founded on misinterpreted Mythology, and which have been and are the 
      cause of enmity between men of science and the facts of Spiritualism.  
      I soon saw that if the old Book were plumped into the new boat, 
      unexplained, it would scuttle it, and might sink it.  The Christian 
      Spiritualists, for example, are never tired of proclaiming that the facts 
      of Spiritualism and the miracles of the Bible are identical; and that if 
      the one are true, the others were.  But supposing some comparative 
      mythologist comes and shows that Hebrew miracles are Egyptian myths, and 
      explains their symbolical nature, proving that the assumed miracle never 
      meant what has been taken for granted, then the tables are turned on the 
      Christian Spiritualists who had vouched for too much too soon."
 
 Having thus explained his stand-point as regards 
      Spiritualism—a matter of especial interest to the readers of the MEDIUM—Mr. 
      Massey proceeded with the proper subject of his lecture.  In his view the 
      only historical Jesus, the only Jesus known to the Jews, was one Jehoshua 
      ben Pandira, who had learned the arts of magic in Egypt, and was put to 
      death as a sorcerer.  He was not crucified in Roman fashion, but, in the 
      phraseology of the Acts of the Apostles, "hanged upon a tree."  The year of 
      his death is not certain, but there are reasons for thinking it took place 
      about 70 B.C.  The Jesus of the Gospels is an entirely mythical personage, 
      the salient points of whose history from beginning to end, and even some 
      of those very matters of detail which constitute the hopeless 
      discrepancies between the several gospels, may be recognised in more or 
      less obvious form in the Egyptian Ritual.  In the annotations to this 
      precious document the Text is said to have been found in the reign of King Uousap-ti (the Usaphais of Manetho) who was the fifth king of the first 
      Dynasty, and who consequently lived over 6,000 years ago.  At that time 
      certain parts of the Sacred Books then discovered were so ancient that the 
      tradition of their origin had been lost.  Anything more interesting than an 
      exposition of the parallelism between this ancient Ritual and our 
      so-called Gospel History can hardly be conceived.  It forms the subject of 
      the last Section of the Natural Genesis, to which all the previous work 
      leads up; and the principle features were given by Mr. Massey to his 
      favoured hearers last Sunday.  We were shown how the circumstances of the 
      Annunciation and Immaculate Conception, the Birth, the Time and details of 
      the Baptism, the Temptation, the most Mystical sayings in John's Gospel, 
      the Parables, Miracles, the Crucifixion, Resurection, and Risen Life, 
      recorded in the Canonical Gospels were reproductions of the Religious 
      Mysteries of Horus and Osiris, performed, portrayed and recorded thousands 
      of years before in the Egyptian Ritual of the Dead.
 
 In brief space to render such an achievement intelligible, 
      would of course be impossible.  We will only state our belief, that with 
      the publication of this and other allied knowledge, the great Christian 
      controversy which has lasted now for so many years will enter upon a new 
      phase.  Nay more, perhaps at some indefinite time nearer than may now seem 
      probable may be accomplished that prophecy with which the lecturer 
      concluded the most momentous discourse that was ever delivered in St. 
      George's Hall, often as its walls have echoed to the voices of 
      heresiarchs.  The prophecy ran somewhat thus:—
 
      The cult of Equinoctial Christolatry is responsible for 
      enthroning the cross of death in heaven, with a deity on it doing public 
      penance for a private failure in the commencement of creation.  It has 
      divinised a figure of human suffering, and a face of piteous pain; as if 
      there were nought but a great heartache at the core of all things.  In the 
      young pagan world men deified the beautiful, the glad; as they will again 
      upon a loftier pedestal, when the tale of the fictitious fall of man and 
      false redemption by the cloud-begotten God has passed away like a phantasm 
      of the night, and men awake to learn that they are here to preclude 
      poverty, to wage ceaseless war upon sordid suffering and preventable 
      pain, and not to apotheosize an effigy of sorrow as a  type of the Eternal; for the most beneficent is most beautiful; the happiest are the 
      healthiest; the most God-like is the most glad.
 
 Equinoctial Christolatry adopted and sanctified the savage 
      doctrine of blood-sacrifice and vicarious expiation, which is a complete 
      reversal of the common law of civilization, that all sane persons shall be 
      hold responsible for their deeds, arid riot acquitted because the innocent 
      may have suffered for the guilty.  A doctrine so cowardly and immoral must 
      have rotted the backbone out of all manhood, if men were no better than 
      their professed beliefs, and had not been fed from other and healthier 
      fountains of life.
 
 Equinoctial Christolatry boasts of having put an end to 
      individual sacrifice; but it is compatible with the masses of the toiling 
      people being offered up for ever in one great sacrifice.  The other world 
      has been held as a lure in front of that beast of burden, the Producer, in 
      order that the scent of future food in another life might make him forego 
      his right to the common grazing-ground in this world.
 
 The Equinoctial Christolators are responsible for postponing 
      to a future stage of existence the redress of wrongs and the righting of 
      irregularities which can only be rectified in this.  False believing is 
      ever the worst enemy of true doing; and every Sunday the teaching of 
      those legalized kidnappers of the children, for compulsory inoculation of 
      their minds with the old theological virus, tends to nullify the good done 
      by education during the other six days of the week.  Ever ready to fight 
      with shadows like the "primal curse," or to promise the "lost paradise" 
      to those who have faith (in defiance of facts) that it once existed, they 
      leave it for Communists and Nihilists to force into the sphere of 
      practical politics the discussion of reforms that have to be effected 
      before humanity call be saved.
 
 Equinoctial Christolatry has fanatically 
      fought for its false theory, and waged incessant warfare against Nature 
      and evolution—Nature's intention made visible—and against some of the 
      noblest human instincts during eighteen centuries.  Seas of human blood 
      have been spilt to keep the bark of Peter afloat.  Earth has been 
      honeycombed with the graves of the martyrs of free-thought.  Heaven has 
      been filled with a horror of great darkness in the name of God.  Eighteen 
      centuries are a long while in the lifetime of a lie, but a brief span in 
      tile eternity of truth. The lie is sure to be found out, or fall at last.  
      And at length the long delusion, based on misinterpreted mythology, is 
      drawing near its end.  The only way to dispose finally of the false history 
      in the Old Testament or the New, was by recovering the true tradition.  This has now been attempted, and the supremest verities of revealed 
      "truth" are proved to be only falsifications of ancient fables.
 
      In a few weeks the Atlantic Ocean will separate Gerald Massey 
      from his country.  We heartily wish him a warm reception in America, and 
      yet we cannot do so without a feeling of pain.  We are afraid lest 
      audiences consisting of thousands instead of hundreds of enthusiastic 
      listeners may so win upon his sympathy that he may not return to us.  It is 
      true that he will leave us a priceless bequest in four noble volumes, but 
      we want the presence of the man as well as his books.  As it is we can only 
      console ourselves with the thought that, live where he may, Gerald Massey 
      can never be anything but an Englishman of the finest type.
 
 Next Sunday let him see at least by a crowded hall that he 
      has a few friends in London who know how to value and sympathise with 
      sterling English energy and genius consecrated to the severest scientific 
      toil in search of truth for it own dear sake, rewarded by its discovery, 
      and spent in its proclamation.
 
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 NEW YORK TIMES.
 NOVEMBER 17, 1883.
 
 
 GERALD MASSEY'S THEORIES.
 
 WHY A BELIEVER IN SPIRITUALISM REJECTS
 CHRISTIANITY.
 
      Mr. Gerald Massey, who has been advertised as the English 
      orator who can be heard, thought it necessary, before beginning his 
      lecture in Chickering Hall last evening, to relieve the embarrassment of 
      the situation by informing the very small audience that he had come here 
      to sow the seed and not to reap the harvest. He further declared that he 
      was suffering from a severe cold and hinted that he might not be able to 
      lecture on Monday night, as announced, in consequence. He is a man of 
      medium height and slight figure with a thin iron-gray beard, thick hair, 
      brushed back behind his ears, and a florid complexion. He wore a frock 
      coat and a waistcoat of black velvet, black cloth trousers, a dark scarf, 
      and spectacles. He speaks rapidly but distinctly, in a conversational 
      manner. His subject was "Man's Search for His Soul during 50,000 Years."
 
 Mr. Massey said that he addressed the America of the 
      future—the America of land nationalization, Spiritualism, and other 
      issues. Since the ascent of man, as unfolded in the doctrine of evolution, 
      has succeeded the falsehood of his fall, it became necessary to go back to 
      the beginning, and judge from the actions of primitive man. The negroes in 
      Africa today preserve all the baubles of human babyhood, and many other 
      savage races do the same in degree, while the records of the Egyptians 
      explain their significance. The earliest mode of burial, dating back 
      50,000 years, has its primary model in the mother's womb, the idea being 
      to preserve the body for future birth. This is still represented in the 
      navel mounds of India, the nave of a church, and the Scottish tumulus. 
      After citing many other instances of a similar purport, the lecturer 
      asserted that the certainty of a future after death possessed by primitive 
      man did not come to him by revelation, for he was neither a metaphysician 
      nor a victim of diseased subjectivity. The Egyptians, he said, believed in 
      the existence of seven souls, a belief shared in with them by the Hebrew 
      Rabbis, the Druids, and the esoteric Buddhists of the present day. These 
      were the soul of blood, the soul of breath, the soul of eternal 
      perception, the pubescent soul, the intelligent soul, and the immortal 
      soul. This belief was typified in the seven days of the Book of Genesis. 
      The Egyptians' struggle for immortality culminated in the mummy, 
      preservation being the first form of salvation. They believed that man 
      gained his fifth soul only at puberty, and his sixth at 20 years of age. 
      Children consequently had only elementary souls, and from this was derived 
      the false claim of the Church to save the soul of a child by baptism. 
      Women also were believed to have imperfect souls, and some of the 
      Christian fathers have held a similar doctrine. In the Egyptian tombs the 
      images of the dead are all bearded males, typifying that at the 
      resurrection women would be reproduced in the image of the male. A similar 
      belief was held by saint Augustine, and is held today by the Mormons. One 
      of the ancient souls was symbolized by the marrow. Hence the "Anointed 
      One," and Christ literally means "The Greased." The esoteric Buddhists say 
      that most men in the world to-day have not advanced beyond the fifth 
      stage, a very appropriate classification, as the soul is typified by the 
      goose. [Laughter.]
 
 The Egyptians, continued the lecturer, went a step further 
      and evolved an eight stage, in which were gathered all the perfections of 
      the seven. This stage was symbolized in Christ, who was a model—not a 
      real man—. They thought that they might become able in the trance state 
      to transform themselves into spirits—whence was derived the "conversion" 
      of Rome—and the means they took to produce that state survive in our 
      consumption of alcoholic and other stimulants. This belief in a spiritual 
      entity which could be separated permanently from life, was the first 
      conception of immortality, a subject of which the Mosaic and other 
      writings contain no mention. The Egyptians had gone beyond the mummy type. 
      They did not believe that the body would be resurrected. That theory was 
      stolen by the Christians who were ignorant of the developed idea and were 
      ready to swallow all that was impossible, in fact. [Applause.]
 
 Mr. Massey said that although not a seer himself he had had 
      relations for many years with one who is, and had received sufficient 
      evidence through his other senses to believe that nature gives us another 
      existence, which needs only proper interpretation to form the basis of the 
      religion of the future.
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 BROOKLYN EAGLE.
 FEBRUARY 2, 1884.
 
 FREETHOUGHT
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 Gerald Massey's Lecture on Demons and Their Influence.
 
		"Why Does Not God Kill the Devil?"—How the Existence of the First Devil 
      Came to be Believed—The Nemesis Which Constituted the Real Hell—The Author 
      of English Misery—A Description of Starving London.
 
      Last evening Mr. Gerald Massey delivered the last in his 
      series of lectures in the old Baptist Church, Clinton avenue, near Myrtle, 
      the subject being "Why Does Not God Kill the Devil?"  There was a 
      pretty fair attendance.  Ex-judge Dailey presided and bespoke an 
      attentive hearing for the lecturer, whom he introduced by saying that the 
      one Mr. Massey was now about to deliver would close the series of 
      discourses they had heard from that gentleman since his coming to 
      Brooklyn.
 
 Mr. Gerald Massey then came forward and was slightly 
      applauded.  He began by saying that he recently gave offence by 
      speaking of "Plato or any other metaphysical impostor."  But 
      metaphysics began in imposture, in the in the imposition of modern 
      meanings on ancient language and typology.  The Gnostics said that 
      Plato was a minute philosopher.  Yet Plato was the chief builder of a 
      bridge of mist and moonshine by which the ignorant could cross the chasm 
      that lay betwixt the physics of Egypt and the metaphysics of the Christian 
      Fathers.
 
      AUGUSTINE CONFESSED,
 
      that it was by means of Plato's system that he was enabled to properly 
      understand the doctrine of the Trinity.  The doctrine of the Trinity 
      applied to a supposed Divine being, who cuts up all things into three, 
      Himself included.  The speaker then traced the origin of the doctrine 
      in physics and went on to say that the devil of darkness was the first 
      divinity, the first power recognised as superior.  The simple and 
      fundamental questionings of the Zulus upset the Bibliolatry of Bishop 
      Colenso, and the crucial question of the savage Friday was too much for 
      the theology of Crusoe.  When Friday asked: "But if God much strong, 
      much mighty as the devil, why God not kill the devil?  So make him no 
      more wicked?"  Crusoe, imitating other theologists, not knowing what 
      to say, "pretended not to hear him."  The human mind had long 
      suffered an eclipse and had been darkened and dwarfed in the shadow of 
      ideas the real meaning of which had been lost to moderns.  Myths and 
      allegories, whose significance was once unfolded to the initiates in the 
      ancient mysteries, had been adopted in ignorance and reissued in real 
      truths divinely vouchsafed to mankind for the first and only time in the 
      Hebrew writings, and a great deal of what had been imposed upon us as 
      God's direct and sole revelation to man was a mass of inverted myths, 
      under the shadow of which they had been cowering as timorously as birds in 
      the stubble when a hawk was hovering overhead.  The simple realities 
      of the earliest times were expressed by signs and symbols, which had been 
      applied to later thoughts and converted into theological problems and 
      metaphysical mysteries, for which the theologians had no basis whatever, 
      and could only wrangle over en l'air.  Darkness was the first 
      great natural adversary recognized by man—simply Darkness was the enemy of 
      Light.  Hence darkness was the primary devil.  By the Egyptians 
      the crocodile was regarded as an idolograph of the swallowing darkness, 
      who gradually assumed the character of....
 
      MAN'S MORTAL ENEMY
 
      who brought death into the world.  The dark power was the devil and 
      the light the good power.  When it came to worshipping, or rather 
      propitiating, it was the dark power [that] dominated, because it 
      struck terror and elicited fear.  Men had dipped into the dark and 
      suffered from the shadows of eclipse so long and passed through them 
      safely that their unreality was at last discovered.  There was no 
      revelation or new point of departure in phenomena, nothing added to nature 
      or human knowledge in the later views of the metaphysicians and 
      theosophists.  Thus the supposed revelation of a newer truth was 
      largely founded on a falsification of the old.  So it might be said 
      they were contemporaries of savage man in the manner of their current 
      customs and beliefs.  Their theology had, from the external darkness 
      of the beginning, extracted and internalized the devil in the end.  
      There is no devil such as Milton saw, he (Massey) maintained.  When 
      they went close to this devil of theology they found him not alive.  
      In fact he was a bogus bugbear.  The German devil was at one time the 
      red bearded thunder.  The Norsemen had no respect for the devil at 
      all; and as to hell, why if one did not get to heaven, then hell was the 
      next best place in the other world—if there were but two.  
      [Laughter.]  The Norsemen new nothing of a hell of everlasting fire.  
      A missionary once went to Greenland to illustrate the Gospel of good 
      tidings with the aid of an external fire, but instead of the people being 
      frightened, there was happiness and jollity; and they sat as if 
      spiritually warming themselves at the everlasting bonfire that was never 
      to go out.  Luther and Calvin revived and sublimated the theology of 
      the mythical devil.  The Romanish Church did not deify the devil as 
      the Protestants had done; she was better acquainted with the tradition of 
      his creation and the earthly nature of his character.  Instead of the 
      arch enemy of God and man, majestic in his divinity, he became a playful 
      and grotesque image.  The popular Satan, therefore, was the popular 
      monster of mythology.  Some people might say, like Charles Lamb, that 
      this was depriving him of his devil; and this would be like depriving some 
      people of half their heaven upon earth and the whole of it thereafter.  
      They had talked of the devil long enough, but to a Spiritualist the devil 
      exists for the first time in the facts made known to Spiritualism.  
      Could anything more silly be imagined than to think that there was a 
      vested interest in our wrong doing, and that spirits were present with us 
      in the enjoyment of our most secret sins; or the ghosts of dead drunkards 
      haunting the scenes of their worldly debauchery?
 
      MR. MASSEY'S CREED.
 
      The devil and the hell of my creed, continued the lecturer, 
      consists of the natural Nemesis which followed upon broken laws and dogged 
      the law breaker in spite of any belief of his that his sins and their 
      inevitable results can be so cheaply sponged out, as he has been led to 
      think through the shedding of innocent blood.  Theirs was a far more 
      terrible way of realizing the hereafter than any abstract idea of hell 
      could afford.  In the ancient days, when immortals were said to come 
      visibly down,
 
        
        
          
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            "There went a youth with an angel
 Through the gate of an eastern town.
 They passed a dog by the roadside,
 Where dead and rotting it lay,
 And the youth at the ghastly odour,
 Sickened and turned away."
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      But the angel's pure sense was not annoyed until a beautiful lady came 
      upon the scene, whose
 
        
        
          
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            "——voice most silvery rang,
 And the youth to embrace her beauty
 With all his being sprang,
 A sweet delightsome lady,
 And yet the legend saith
 The angel, while he passed her,
 Shuddered and held his breath."
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      [Applause.]  Only think of a fine lady who had been wooed and 
      flattered in this life, finding herself in the next a spiritual leper, at 
      which all good spirits shuddered when they passed.  To realize that, 
      would work more effectually than much preaching.  It was the worst 
      hell of all for those who infest poor, weak, easily tempted souls to get 
      them in their clutches and make use of them.  They had been amused 
      with a dolly devil long enough, while all around them the real devil was 
      working with a most infernal activity and playing the very devil with this 
      world of ours. [Laughter.]  This was not a Satan of God's making, but 
      a devil that was like themselves.  The devil of their own ignorance 
      and self deification.  This was the devil to be wrestled with, and 
      theologists had....
 
      THE BLASPHEMOUS IMPUDENCE
 
      to make god the author of this dark shadow.  Whether there was a God 
      or not, it was impossible to discuss the matter intelligently until the 
      doctrine of creation by the process of evolution was taken into account.  
      And this showed that the evil for which the creator was responsible was a 
      means of evolving in us a consciousness of good.  The lecturer 
      referred to several instances in support of this view, and continued to 
      say that in many of them it was absurd to ask God to save them from these 
      troubles instead of looking to their liver and obeying the laws of nature.  
      Their mission should be to clear their horrible ignorance of ages and ages 
      and look forward to its being burned out of human souls by an eternity of 
      hell fire.  He ridiculed the idea of God being the author of all the 
      sufferings of humanity.  The laws that deal with humanity in the 
      aggregate sub-serve eternal interests which crush many smaller claims of 
      individual life, and if they did not accept this revelation lovingly the 
      poor, neglected scum and canaille of the nations rose up, mighty in the 
      strength of disease, and proved the oneness of humanity by killing them 
      with the same infection.  Mr. Massey here drew a vivid picture of the 
      awful scenes to be met with, of festering, starving thousands in the great 
      City of London which the Congregational Union has recently reported.  
      The poverty there of those who strove to live honestly was appalling and 
      included such scenes as women and children making sacks at half a cent 
      each, palliasses at three cents each, and shirt finishing at six cents a 
      dozen, the operator having to provide her own thread.  Accompanying 
      these disclosures came the customary moan of the wealthy ones that such 
      people attended neither church nor chapel.  He should not wonder that 
      the panacea for all this would be the building more churches and the 
      consecration of at least an additional bishop. [Laughter.]  In the 
      midst of all the Providence was pouring everlasting abundance on the land 
      with plenty for all.  Yet there was carefully preserved against these 
      people vast tracts of idle, fruitful soil.  As a remedy the praying 
      machine of the State was set in motion with a forty thousand parson power 
      and Providence was forthwith implored to stay his hand and work a miracle 
      on behalf of those poor human worms.  Thousands of Spiritualists 
      would ask was was meant by the word God, and he (the speaker) was himself 
      set down by the American press as materialistic.  One writer said, 
      "there is no God yet but there's one coming,"—a profound saying.  If 
      the Deity hitherto set up for worship was a true likeness they should not 
      become atheists but forthwith commit suicide.  It was for this world 
      that people needed to be saved, and life was not worth living if they 
      could not do something to allay the misery they saw all around.  The 
      atheist says, if there were an omnipotent God, such things would not be 
      tolerated by Him.  But he (Mr. Massey) would say that God....
 
      GAVE THE LAND FOR ALL
 
      and it was the initial iniquity of absolute private property in land which 
      brought this about—a system which enabled one man to clutch a county and a 
      few to claim a country.  The national property was doubling every 
      thirty years and so was the national pauperism.  One was allowed to 
      possess the soil and thousands to be driven off for the support of game.  
      Yet God said, "I gave the land for all."  People in town and country 
      were being enclosed in a network of monopoly.  He learned the other 
      day that the Civil Service Stores in Bedford street, London, were 
      prevented from selling fruit, because the Duke of Bedford owned Covent 
      Garden and the rent depended on the monopoly.  The land of England 
      was being monopolized ever since the 30,000 thieves, who landed at 
      Hastings, wrote their title deeds in blood.  In the face of this they 
      had 40,000 men in masks, as he might say, paid out of the revenue to act 
      the part of a secret Sunday police.  This English Church was imposing 
      the most pernicious errors on the people as the paid agents of the State.  
      If revenues derived from the church for the propagation of false theology 
      and the gospel of damnation were expended in education there would be a 
      different story to tell to-day.  It would be well to pension off this 
      lazy body of men, even if it doubled the national debt [applause], for the 
      whole was a bogus set.  They were so anxious that they would pray for 
      the salvation of everybody but themselves.  It was a pitiful farce 
      for them to commence praying to God to do by miracle what they were doing 
      all they could to prevent.  The struggles for American independence 
      and the freedom of the coloured man were mighty events, but more glorious 
      still would be victory to vindicate the battle of free thought which would 
      have to be continued until the universal human race was freed from the 
      tyranny of wrong teaching, which was held to be venerable on no other 
      ground than that it had grown hoary with age, and until the common enemy 
      was finally overthrown. [Loud applause.]  A vote of thanks proposed 
      and passed by the audience was conveyed by the chairman, and Mr. Massey 
      having responded, the proceedings came to an end.
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 THE MEDIUM AND DAYBREAK.
 MAY 16, 1884.
 
 GERALD MASSEY IN AMERICA.
 
      To the Editor,—It gives me much pleasure to report that 
      Gerald Massey (the eminent Poet and author of the wonderful work lately 
      published in your country, "The Natural Genesis") has just 
      delivered a very successful course of five lectures in this city; the 
      trustees of the Church of the Unity kindly donating the use of their 
      commodious edifice for that purpose.  The subjects were as follow:—
 
 Tuesday evening, April 8th, 8 p.m.: "The Mystery of Evil, or the Devil of 
      Darkness in the Light of Evolution."
 
 2nd Lecture—Thursday, April 10th: "The Fall of Man, an Astrological Myth, 
      and a Physiological Fable."
 
 3rd Lecture—Friday, April 11th: "Man in Search of his Soul for 50,000 
      years, and how he found it."
 
 4th Lecture—Monday, April 14th: "The Historical Jesus and the Mythical 
      Christ."
 
 5th Lecture—Wednesday, April 16th: "The Coming Relgion."
 
 The lectures were well attended by the thinking people of 
      Cleveland, who followed Mr. Massey through the entire course with great 
      interest.  The lectures were too radical for some, who cherish 
      popular pet theories, and do not wish them disturbed; but Mr. Massey has 
      evidently spent much time in his search for truth, and has traced 
      Christian theology to its source, in fact, has traced all systems of 
      religion to their origin,—and has the manhood to tell of his discoveries, 
      irrespective of any who may be hurt by the light he brings.  With the 
      exception of the "Cleveland Herald," the papers were afraid to give very 
      full reports of his lectures, but united in speaking very highly of his 
      ability and learning, and the thoroughness with which he treated his 
      subjects.  Much discussion has followed the lectures since Mr. Massey 
      left the city: some of the ministers, in order to counteract the effect, 
      have been preaching against his line of argument, but whatever controversy 
      ensues, will only fructify the good seed of truth planted here by him.
 
 Gerald Massey did not forget the "little ones" when here; and 
      the Sunday before he left, gave a short talk to the Children's Progressive 
      Lyceum, on "The Origin of some of our everyday Habits and Customs."   
      It was full of interest and originality, and made perfectly comprehensive 
      to the youthful
      minds, by the simple language in which his remarks were clothed.
 
 It will doubtless be gratifying to your readers to know that 
      Mr. Massey's health is much improved since he left New York.  He left 
      here on April 18, for Grand Rapids, Mich., intending to stop in Chicago, 
      Denver, Salt Lake, and San Francisco; from which port he is to take 
      steamer for Australia.  That he may regain his shattered health 
      (brought on by too close application to his late works), and that the 
      opportunity may be given to him in his travels to ventilate the great 
      truths he has ferreted out, but explode by, explaining the many 
      superstitions of old theology, is the earnest wish of....
 
      THOMAS LEES. 
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      Cleveland, Ohio, April 27, 1884.
 
 "The Cleveland Herald" in reporting one of Mr. Massey's lectures, says: 
      "The church was crowded, notwithstanding the miserable weather, and the 
      speaker, appreciating the fact, declared his pleasure before commencing 
      his discourse."
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 THE MEDIUM AND DAYBREAK.
 OCTOBER 8, 1886.
 
 MR. MASSEY'S LECTURES.
 
      The series of ten lectures at St. George's Hall, closed on 
      Friday evening, October 1, with the lecture on "The Coming Religion."  
      There was a large attendance, and a more enthusiastic audience could not 
      have been desired.  The lecturer commenced with a few remarks on the 
      conduct of some opponent, we think The Rock, which had resorted to 
      the good old Christian weapons of misrepresentation and abuse.  That 
      Mr. Massey's utterances had found expression in the public press is 
      evidently a sore point with the Christians, who have still their 
      hereditary horror of Truth.
 
 The lecture contained a grand plea for Spiritualism, which 
      was received without opposition.  The audience was apparently 
      composed chiefly of Agnostics, who cheered any allusion to physical 
      reform, or criticisms of priestcraft.  There were as usual many 
      Spiritualists present.  At the close Mr. Massey received such an 
      ovation as does not frequently fall to the lot of a lecturer.  For a 
      long time the applause was so loud and continuous that Mr. Massey sat 
      quite overcome, the red blood gradually mounting to his brow and face.  
      When at last he was permitted to rise, he modestly expressed his 
      acknowledgments, under very marked emotion.
 
 Mr. Massey has done what no combination of individuals in 
      London could have had the courage to attempt.  We regret that Mr. 
      Massey thinks of going to the provinces.  London is the place for 
      him.  He should commence a series of Sunday evening addresses, 
      putting far less matter into them, and in a popular way giving expositions 
      of the structure of the Scriptures.  He would be sustained, and make 
      his mark on the world of thought.
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 THE MEDIUM AND DAYBREAK.
 JUNE 17, 1887.
 
 MR. MASSEY'S SECOND LECTURE AT ST. GEORGE'S HALL,
 LANGHAM PLACE.
 
      THE ROMAN CATACOMBS 
      is a subject that Mr. Massey has not dealt with in these lectures.  
      It is one of the stock frauds of Christian apologists; a great deal of 
      novel and interesting matter may be expected.  Mr. Massey's lectures 
      are full of learning and research.  We were glad to see so many of 
      our readers present on Sunday last.
 
      Subjects and Dates:
 
        
        
          
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            SUNDAY, | 
            JUNE 19, at 3 
            30.—TESTIMONY OF THE ROMAN CATACOMBS TO THE "TRUTH OF 
            CHRISTIANITY." |  
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            SUNDAY, | 
            JUNE 26, at 3.30.—THE 
            HISTORICAL JESUS AND MYTHICAL CHRIST. |  
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            SUNDAY, | 
            JULY 3, at 3.30.—MOON - 
            MYTH AND RELIGIOUS LUNIOLATRY. |  
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            SUNDAY, | 
            JULY 10, at 3.30.—THE 
            MYSTERY OF PAUL, "APOSTLE OF THE         
            HERETICS," AND NOT OF HISTORIC CHRISTIANITY. |  
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            SUNDAY, | 
            JULY 17, at 3.30.—HOW 
            LANGUAGE WAS FORMED IN THE HUMAN LIKENESS. |  
		
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 Admission  ...  2s.;  1s.;  
      6d.       Doors open at 3 o'clock.
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 GREAT SUCCESS OF FIRST LECTURE.
 
      On the first bright, balmy summer Sunday after our 
      exceptionally severe and protracted spring, it was little short of a 
      miracle to see such a gathering in St. George's Hall as greeted Mr. Massey 
      on Sunday afternoon.  Not that the great hall was by any means full, 
      but had the audience been placed in one of ordinary capacity, it would 
      have been well filled.
 
 Again Mr. Massey has shown courage greater than all of us 
      combined, and he has been rewarded with success. He has faith, which moves 
      mountains; he has something to know, to rely on, to unite his 
      efforts with the grand minds who knew and who taught in the past.
 
 The lecture was quite a new presentation of the subject, full 
      of matter, delivered with animation, and, if anything, a trifle too long, 
      having occupied one hour and forty minutes in delivery.  The 
      following was the conclusion:—
 
      CHRISTIANITY, AN ANTI-SPIRITUALISTIC 
      SYSTEM.
 
      We have Spiritualists to-day who can lay hold of the 
      Scriptures by means of the Gnosis that remains there as a lure, and 
      turn it to the account intended, that is, as a decoy towards accepting the 
      history.  And so when the risen Christ reappears in the actual body that is 
      missing from the tomb, they are prepared to explain away the physical fact 
      by means of the Spiritual Gnosis.  In that way nothing is bottomed, and 
      nothing can be really understood.  In writing to a Christian Spiritualist 
      the other day, I said: "I know of no better way of waging the battle for 
      truth than arraying the facts face to face, on either side, and letting 
      them fight it out!"  His reply was: "I do not believe in your facts 
      because I do not know."  Now that is good firm ground to stand upon, 
      however late in life we take that position.  But to be of any real service 
      we must apply the same reason all round.  As an adherent of Historic 
      Christianity that same writer has all along been a believer in what he 
      did not know to be facts, and a believer just because he did not know; 
      and now he finds it too late to correct his early belief by means of later 
      knowledge.  All I ask is that people shall no longer believe because 
      they don't know!  No matter what they may call themselves, they are 
      traitors to the truth who will not face the facts or examine the genuine 
      data for themselves, but will go on repeating ignorantly, or in pious 
      pigheadedness, the orthodox assumptions, and keep on applying the 
      hypotheses of accommodation to the Christian documents.
 
 Phenomenal Spiritualists who go on philandering with the 
      fallacies of the Christian faith, and want to make out that it is 
      identical with Modern Spiritualism, have to face the great indubitable 
      fact that Historic Christianity was established as a non-Spiritualist 
      and an antispiritualistic religion.  Its primary fact, its initial 
      point of departure, its first bit of foothold for a new departure was the 
      acknowledgment of the physical resurrection of the dead Historic Christ.  The reappearance of the Corpus Christi is the fundamental fact of 
      the faith.  The strings are pulled so that the puppet, the realistic 
      figment, may be forced to exclaim that he is not a bodiless ghost, not a 
      fleshless phantom, not a spirit anyway; and he offers the proof palpable 
      that he is none of your Gnostic Christs or the spirit of anybody!
 
 Moreover this is the veritable dead body that is missing from 
      the tomb.  And still further, the passage has been altered from Marcion's 
      "Gospel of the Lord" on purpose to substitute the corporeal Christ of 
      Historic Christianity for the spiritual representation of the Gnostics.  In Marcion's rendering, the word phantasma is used; and this has not 
      only been omitted, the phantom has been made to swear very emphatically 
      that he is not in any wise phantasmal but is a being of flesh and blood; 
      and after demonstrating the fact he clinches it by asking if they have got 
      anything there for him to eat.
 
 As a Spiritualist, I assert that the new Christian 
      Dispensation was founded upon the death and burial of the Ancient 
      Spiritualism; or at least, upon the gagging of it, and getting it 
      underground dead or alive!  And the tomb out of which a corporeal Christ 
      was believed to have emerged as the saviour of the world, and brought 
      immortality to light by a physical resurrection from the dead, has been 
      the burial-place of genuine Spiritualism for 1800 years.
 
 The founders of the Catholic Church were the de-spirializers 
      of Primitive Christianity, and the destroyers of the Gnostic religion, as 
      such, by placing their ban upon all Spiritualistic phenomena. The 
      foundations of the ancient cult were to be built upon no longer.
 
 Two distinct charges are brought against the carnalizers 
      by Tatian in the second century.  He cries out shame upon the Catholic 
      Church, and exclaims: "You have given the Nazarite wine to drink, and 
      commanded the prophets, saying, Prophesy not"; they are debauching 
      the Christian community, and destroying the primitive Nazarite purity.  Next they have determined to put an end to practical Spiritualism on 
      behalf of the new faith.  And this is treated by Tatian as part of a subtle 
      scheme for destroying the purity and spirituality of that Christianity 
      which was primitive and prehistoric too.  Historic Christianity originated 
      with turning the Gnostic and Esoteric teachings inside out, and 
      externalizing the mythical allegory in a personal human history.  All that 
      was interior with the Knowers was made objective for the ignorant.  All that was Spiritual in significance was embodied to be made palpable 
      and plain: a Christ who came without instead of the one who must be 
      evolved from within, —Extractum Carnis being substituted 
      for the Spiritual Christ.  They shut up the mouth of the other world.  Because the reports from the other side were fatal to the historic 
      fiction; they broke down the bridge between the two worlds, and proclaimed 
      a great gulf fixed for ever, which could only be crossed by faith in the 
      Historic Jesus!  And this perversion of the Ancient Wisdom has half-filled 
      our world with pious lunatics, for whom it offers no cure, and who are 
      told to look forward for an asylum in the world hereafter.  But such 
      pernicious teaching will make people as insane for another life as for 
      this.  Here or there falsehood must be fraudulent though found out too 
      late.  What of the myriads of suffering souls who were forced to wear the 
      blinkers of ignorance all through this life for fear they should learn 
      to see for themselves: who were drugged and deceived from birth till 
      death with the nostrums of a false deluding faith,—what of them when they 
      awake from their stupor in death to find out they have been foully, 
      cruelly, hocussed with a creed that supplied an illusion for this life and 
      a damnable delusion for, the next,—
 
        
        
          
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            Delusion that is perfectly completeFor those who die to find out the deceit.
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          If the teachers of the Fleshly Faith could but see 
      how their fallacies dissolve in death,—how the false ideal set up in this 
      life dislimns and fades as the terrible light of reality whitens in the 
      next; if they could but see that mournful multitude of the helplessly 
      deceived who staked their all upon the truth of what they had been taught, 
      and find that they have lost because the teaching was false!  If you could 
      see them wander up and down on the other side of the Dark River, and wring 
      their hands over their blighted hopes and broken hearts; hear the pitiful 
      wailings for the Christ that is no more objective there than he was here; 
      for the visionary glory that they may not grasp, the distant rainbows that 
      they can never reach; for the life-boat gone to wreck and shattered on 
      the wrong shore because of the false beacon lights; if you could only 
      dream how these poor souls desire to have the deception made known on this 
      side of life,—how they want to send the warning message to their 
      friends,—how they will almost hiss at me through the mouths of mediums 
      whenever they have the chance, as if their fierce feelings had turned into 
      tongues of flame, praying me to work on faster, and cry louder against the 
      established lie, for the time is getting short and the helpers are few, 
      and the atmosphere around each live soul is so deathly dense with 
      indifference.
 This would be unbearable but for those calm other voices of 
      the Gnostics, who in this life walked our world with inward glory crowned, 
      and who lived on after the Gnosis was suppressed and the ancient oracles 
      were made dumb; who live on yet, and are working with us still; who fill 
      and inflate us at times with their influence as if each single soul were a 
      hundred thousand (cent mille, as his men used to call Napoleon).  
      They who are joining hands with us to-day to bridge over that dark gulf 
      betwixt two worlds which the Historic and Fleshly Faith first made, and 
      has been deepening and widening now for 1800 years.  This is the 
      resurrection day of the pre-Christian Gnosticism, as shown by the recent 
      revival of Spiritualism, by the restoration of the Tree of Knowledge, by 
      the elevation of Womankind, instead of the Fall of Man.   We are 
      the living witnesses to the fact that—
 
        
        
          
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            Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again;The eternal years of God are hers;
 But Error, wounded, writhes with pain
 And dies among his worshippers. . .
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 BANNER OF LIGHT
 December 15, 1888.
 
 "The Coming Religion."
 
      
      On Sunday afternoon, Dec. 9th the ninth discourse in 
      the Independent Club Series in Berkeley Hall, Boston, was delivered—the 
      lecturer on that occasion being the world-famous author of "The 
      People's Advent"—GERALD MASSEY!  
      His theme was "The Coming Religion," and his remarks were replete with 
      gems of crystallized thought, which were ably and eloquently enunciated.  
      His illustrations were rendered with a pointedness which was quickly 
      appreciated by his attentive auditors.
 
 Those who have been fortunate enough to hear the lectures 
      previously delivered by him in this course do not hesitate to say that Mr. 
      Massey excelled himself in this latter one.  It abounded in evidence 
      of studious labor and patient research, combined with comprehensive 
      thought.  If is a matter of regret that his whole series of lectures 
      cannot, upon his recent visit be placed before the thinkers of Boston.  
      The following synopsis from the Boston Post of Dec. 10th gives a 
      good outline of his positions taken in treatment of the above quoted 
      topic.
 
 Orthodox Christianity, he said, is mainly built up of 
      outworks or scaffolding.  The ordinary worshipper stands outside and 
      mistakes the scaffolding for the real building, and looks upon it as it 
      rises, tier above tier, like so many landing stages on the upward way to 
      heaven.
 
 The so-called "revealing religion" is simply unrevealed 
      mythology.  A spurious system of salvation was proffered to those who 
      would accept the ancient mythology transmogrified into historic 
      Christianity, and be bribed into changing their old lamps for new ones.  
      Orthodox preachers will go asserting in the name of God any number of 
      things which their hearers do not believe, only they have heard them 
      repeated so often that their sense is too wearied to rebel.  They 
      have taught us to look for God in the wrong way.  They have based 
      religion of erroneous grounds and have made us the victims of false 
      beliefs.
 
 The fact must be faced that these teachings are not true.  
      The meek do not inherit the earth, and are not going to.  We are not 
      forgiven because we are forgiving.  Nature does not keep her book of 
      accounts in that way.  No death of Jesus can save us from ourselves.  
      It was taught that he came to abrogate certain Jewish laws, but no Jesus 
      can upset the natural law of development.  No blood of the lamb will 
      wash out one single internal blot.  Nothing but life can work any 
      transformation of character here or hereafter: death does not, cannot do 
      it.
 
 It is not in sorrow but in joy that we can attain the 
      greatest unconsciousness of self and live the larger objective life for 
      others.  We are often told that our civilization is infinitely 
      indebted to Christianity, but it is a fact that the redemption preached 
      for eighteen hundred years has failed to save the world, and it must now 
      give way to other workers with other methods, applied to such matters as 
      poverty, the distribution of wealth and the ownership of land.
 
 What is going to take the place of the cast-out faith?  
      It is not going to be established by the blood and fire of the Salvation 
      Army, nor by presenting our cast-off clothes to the aborigines.  It 
      is being rejected at home faster than you can give it away abroad.  
      Nature works by transformation, not be repetition.  Her changes imply 
      growth as the outcome of a new life.  It is not possible for us to 
      swap creeds, or formulate a new religion.  Religion is not a set of 
      precepts or a mode of worship.  It is not what we believe or profess, 
      but what we are.
 
 Nothing avails but the life lived.  Our past deeds must 
      and will make our future fate.  The only way of showing love to God 
      is in working for humanity.  The Lord does not want your long and 
      loud laudations or offerings of false money.  The coming religion 
      must be founded on knowledge, and the phenomenal Spiritualist stands 
      level-footed on the only ground of fact that is for ever being offered by 
      nature for human foothold in the unseen.
 
 Spiritualism alone reveals a bridge which we can get any bit 
      of actual foothold for crossing the bridge of death.  Spiritualism is 
      going to be a mighty agent in carrying on the work of this world, in 
      producing loftier souls for the life of another world, of which it gives 
      us glimpses on the way.
 
 My coming religion may suggest a coming revolution.  We 
      mean, for one thing, to rescue our Sunday from the sacerdotal ring.  
      We mean to try and rescue this world from the clutches of those who 
      profess to have the keys and the keeping of the other.  We mean to 
      show that the wage system is a relic of barbarism: we mean for women to 
      have perfect equality with men, social, religious and political.  We 
      will have a sincerity of life in place of pretended belief: a religion of 
      joy instead of sorrow, of work rather than worship, a religion of life — 
      life actual, life here, life now, as well as the promise of life 
      everlasting.
 
 Mr. Massey will remain in this country several months longer, 
      and expects in that time to deliver lectures in the principal cities of 
      America, and also to make arrangements for the publication of a new 
      American edition of his works.  His lectures have been privately 
      printed and are on sale at the BANNER OF LIGHT 
      Bookstore, 9 Bosworth Street, by Colby & Rich.
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 CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE
 June 23, 1907.
 
 MASSEY IN HIS LAST FIGHT.
 
 STRUGGLING AGAINST POVERTY TO FINISH THE BOOK.
 
      One Time Famous Poet of Democracy at 79 Prays for Three Years More in 
      Which to Write "Finis" to His "Ancient Egypt"—Has sacrificed Property for 
      Work on Which He Has Been Engaged More than Thirty Years.
 
      [FOREIGN CORRESPONDENT OF THE TRIBUNE.]
 
      LONDON, June 10.—In a plain little 
      house in Norwood, in one of London's suburbs, where the green country 
      lanes he loves are still to be found, Gerald Massey, the one time poet of 
      democracy, who awoke fifty years ago to find himself famous, is struggling 
      hard against poverty, the infirmities of old age, and ill health to 
      complete the great work of his life, "Ancient Egypt."
 
 Greater sacrifices no man of letters has ever made to reach 
      the hour when he can write "Finis" to his magnum opus.  At the age of 
      79 he has given up almost all the accumulations of long years of hard 
      work, even going so far as to sell his home to scrape together the funds 
      wherewith to publish his book.  With his daughter he is living on a 
      civil list pension, which does not amount to more then $10 a week.
 
 "I should like to live three years more," he said to me when 
      I congratulated him on the birthday he had just passed.  "I think I 
      could complete the task I have set myself in that time.  It is a work 
      which has occupied me over thirty years, and I shall be well content if in 
      another century my ideas are acknowledged as correct."
 
      Love Made Him a Poet.
 
      His life is a romance.  The son of a canal boatman, he 
      knew as a boy what it was to live in a wretched hovel and often went 
      without a meal when not even dry bread was to be obtained.  He picked 
      up his early learning by prowling about second hand bookstalls.  
      Frequently he went hungry that he might gratify his thirst for knowledge.  
      He was not a poet born.  "Until I fell In love," he said, "and began 
      to rhyme as a matter of consequence I never had the slightest predilection 
      for poetry.  The first real verses I ever wrote were upon 'Hope' when 
      I was utterly hopeless, and after I had begun I never ceased for about 
      four years, at the end of which I rushed into print."
 
 It is just halt a century since his first volume of verse, 
      entitled "The Ballad of Babe Christabel and Other Poems," was hailed with 
      delight by critics capable of discerning the genius and lyric power of the 
      young man's poetry.  In its first year five editions were called for.  
      Perhaps no man of the century—certainly no living poet—has given such 
      passionate lyrical expression to the cause of the toilers, or embodied in 
      nobler verse the Chartist ideals which time has done so much to convert 
      into realities.  Tennyson, Browning, Ruskin, Walter Savage Landor, 
      and the literary giants of the Victorian era were Massey's friends and 
      admirers.
 
 "Your poems," wrote Ruskin, "have been a helpful and precious 
      gift to the working classes."
 
 But his fame as a poet belongs to a past generation.  "I 
      do not fancy the lyrical impulse continued beyond a certain age as a 
      rule," he said.  "In my own case, my interest in other matters has so 
      much absorbed my thought that I ceased to write poetry many years ago."
 
 They were not matters in which he could hope to win 
      popularity and ducats.  But that made no difference to him.  He 
      always has been true to his ideals.
 
      Man Originated in Egypt.
 
      "How did you come to take such an interest in Egyptology?" I 
      asked him.
 
 "I began my study in 1870, with the idea, which has grown 
      stronger every year, that the human race originated in equatorial Africa.  
      I have gone over the groundwork of my research again and again as later 
      views have come to me.  My first result is found in 'The Book of 
      Beginnings,' two volumes, in which I treated the subject from a 
      philological standpoint.  Then came two more volumes, entitled 'The 
      Natural Genesis,' which is typological.  Next I have been studying 
      the astronomical mythology—all with the idea of proving the Egyptian 
      origin of the Babylonian mythology.  Egypt I hold to be the home of 
      knowledge, the light of the world.  All the research in Egypt goes to 
      prove how much older the country is than students thought, and I believe 
      as time goes on we shall arrive at a solution of some of the greatest 
      puzzles that face us now."
 
 And yet, it is pathetic to think, his slender means have 
      never permitted him to visit the land whose mystery has enthralled him.  
      Over 700 pages of his "Ancient Egypt" now are in type, and the publication 
      will cost between $2,500 and $3,000 dollars.
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 THE TWO WORLDS
 Nov. 8, 1907.
 
 Current Topics.
 
        
          
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            Gerald 
            MasseyPoet and
 Thinker.
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      ELSEWHERE 
      will be found Mr. Keyworth's appreciative Summerland notice of Gerald 
      Massey, who last week joined the immortals in the Summerland, at the end 
      of a lengthy illness, after spending eighty years upon the earth plane.  
      The public notices revived many memories of the writer's early days when 
      he often met this grand man, whose strenuous life was an honour to his 
      heart and head.  A frequent visitor at James Burns' establishment in 
      London in the early 70's, his breezy personality diffused an atmosphere of 
      energy whenever he called.  His first public appearance upon our 
      platform was on the occasion of a welcome to to Mrs. Emma Hardinge Britten, 
      held at the old St. George's Hall, Langham Place, which spacious building 
      was crowded in every portion.  Mr. Massey took the chair, and we well 
      remember the remarkable address he then delivered.  It was 
      subsequently published as a little volume called "Concerning 
      Spiritualism," and few deliverances since have possessed the grip and 
      vigour of that famous speech.  He lectured for us up and down the 
      Kingdom, and presently launched out upon radical religious utterances, 
      which still remain classics. 
      
      AMID 
      the notices of his departure we do not recall any mention of big 
      remarkable poem, "A Tale of Eternity," 
      in which he set forth his experiences of the haunted house in which he 
      lived.  When published its beauty was unstintedly admitted, but it 
      was treated as poetry, and not as the recital of facts expressed in 
      poetry.  It remains unequalled.  It should be read by 
      present-day Spiritualists. 
        
          
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            The 
            Penalty ofIndependence.
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      MR. 
      MASSEY was an independent thinker, and his frankness 
      cost him dear.  He took up Egyptology, and at much cost of time, 
      labour, and means he published two bulky volumes tracing the origins of 
      religions among the Egyptians.  His work played havoc with orthodox 
      opinions, and a titled lady patroness immediately withdrew her aid from 
      the man who dared to speak out.  The last years of his life were 
      devoted to a further elucidation of his favourite, topic, and he spent his 
      all in securing the publication of his latest ' work thereon. 
      MR. 
      MASSEY visited the United States, delivering many 
      lectures there, and eliciting warm encomiums from public and press alike.  
      In Melbourne, Boston, New York, Philadelphia, and other large cities he 
      received warm welcomes.  In later years he lived retired, and devoted 
      himself to literary pursuits.  We remember him telling us that on one 
      occasion he met a lady medium in Halifax, a very illiterate woman, he 
      said, but singular to say, through her he received some important 
      information upon Egyptian matters, and some drawings which enabled him to 
      clear up some points which had perplexed him exceedingly.  We are 
      pleased to pay a small tribute to this man who as poet, thinker, and 
      reformer, has left a name we may be proud of.  He sang the sorrows, 
      and urged the betterment of the workers long before modern Socialism came 
      upon the scene.  He was one of the poets of Chartism.  He was of 
      the people, for the people, and served the people well.  His words 
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 THE TWO WORLDS
 Nov. 8, 1907.
 
 Gerald Massey—as Egyptologist and Spiritualist.
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      WITH the departure of Gerald Massey 
      there is removed from this scene an Egyptologist of a new order, and one 
      of the old guard of Modern Spiritualism.
 
 The main incidents of his outer life have already been given 
      out by the daily press.  His lowly birth at Tring—son of bargeman—one 
      of a family of thirteen.  His early struggles against adversity as 
      factory lad and errand boy in the West End.  His love of books and 
      thirst for knowledge.  First effusions of poetic genius—editorship at 
      twenty-one—contact with the Christian Socialists of the forties, Kingsley 
      and Maurace—attraction to the Chartist movement—the fiery lyrics, "The 
      Cries of '48," warm from a quick-beating heart—then the beautiful poem of 
      Christabel—all this, and much more, has been told in the rush of a few 
      days—it needs no repetition.  It pictures to us a child of stirring 
      period—a young man touched by the epoch-making scenes and realities around 
      him.  He felt the tragedy of oppression—"the iron entered into 
      his soul."  The poor man must be either a slave or a rebel—he became 
      a rebel; that is, a rebel of the mental sphere—such as England produces.
 
 But there were other movements besides Chartism.
 
 In the early fifties it was mooted that the "silent land" had 
      sent forth a voice—the "dead" (so it was said) had come back!   They 
      were manifesting their actual nearness by moving tables, by voices, by 
      visible forms.  Massey heard, and investigated for himself.  The 
      evidence was sufficient.  He was convinced.  At the close of the 
      decade another "bolt from the blue" startled the world—Darwin's great book 
      on evolution.  This opened still another world of thought.  At 
      the same time the old land of Egypt was coming back into life, bringing 
      startling facts, upsetting all notions of history and religion.
 
 In those days we find Gerald Massey busy, taking the chair at 
      Spiritualistic meetings, welcoming mediums, lecturing and writing.
 
 But in our last interview he told me that it was at his own 
      home, chiefly through his wife (his first wife) he became convinced of the 
      fact that the dead were not dead.  He never forgot those days.  
      And here is the most potent thing to remember.  His spiritual science 
      concerning phenomena, psychology, and present-day manifestations became 
      the lamp which threw that lurid light on the inexplicable gloom and 
      mystery of ancient Egypt, a light now to be found in his books.
 
 On one occasion we were talking of another remarkable man who 
      had used a similar lamp to illumine the land of the Sphynx.  Mr. 
      William Oxley had then lately passed away.  As I spoke of him to Mr. 
      Massey interest was revived.  "I never knew him," said the latter, 
      "but I have heard of his books."  Oxley had visited Egypt; but, 
      strange to say, Gerald Massey never set foot there.  The two men 
      explored in the same country—the sphere of Spiritual science and 
      philosophy—but they took distinctly different routes, as their several 
      works show.  They resemble each other in this: They were consciously 
      helped by invisible agents in the inner planes of existence.  
      Cardinal Newman was right when he wrote that inspiration was not an 
      exclusive, but a world-wide act or gift.  The literary career of the 
      one now departed is a further illustration that influx or inspiration is a 
      thing apart from any orthodoxy or sectarianism.
 
 One point more. Gerald Massey was behind the times in one 
      thing. He was not a money-hoarder.  What money he obtained by his 
      writings he handed over to "John Gutenberg," as he calls him.  He has 
      died a comparatively poor man, exhausted in pocket by the expense of 
      publishing.
 
 His departure synchronises with the issue of this new book 
      "Ancient Egypt," and he seemed to me to feel a special interest in this 
      work.  He has just lived to finish it. He had an intuition that he 
      would do so.—SAMUEL KEYWORTH.
 
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      GERALD MASSEY was 
      buried at Old Southgate to-day, Nov. 4th.  Mrs. and Miss Massey and a 
      few friends came in two carriages.  The coffin was carried straight 
      to the grave, and a young gentleman, who preferred not to give his name,* 
      gave a brief address.  There were about twelve wreaths on the coffin, 
      including one from my father.  It was a very quiet affair, only about 
      fifteen, all told, being present.  The bodies of two of his daughters 
      are already in the same grave:—ARCHIE GLENDINNING.
 
      
      * Ed. — 
      The 'young gentleman' was James Milne - see 'Pages 
      in Waiting.' |  
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 THE TWO WORLDS
 Dec. 18, 1908.
 
 The Late Gerald Massey.
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 W. H. SIMPSON.
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      ONE of the greatest Spiritualists that 
      ever lived has recently passed on to the higher life—Gerald Massey.  
      If one mentions the name of this writer to any educated and intelligent 
      person, the reply is usually something to this effect: "Gerald Massey!  let 
      me see, he was a poet, wasn't he?"  That the outside public, the 
      unthinking majority, should know nothing of this remarkable man, is not 
      surprising; but that Spiritualists should be entirely ignorant of the 
      nature and scope of his work, is a standing reproach to the Cause.  
      If his works were more read, studied, and understood by Spiritualists, 
      especially by platform speakers—those who come forward as teachers—the 
      Cause would soon be raised to a higher intellectual level, and many 
      intellectual, philosophical, and thoughtful people who now stand aloof 
      from the Cause would join our ranks.
 
 The subject of Gerald Massey's investigations is somewhat out 
      of the main track of ordinary practical matter-of-fact science.  He 
      has applied the evolutionary method of procedure to another branch of 
      learning, man's mental and psychical development, and he has done this 
      more thoroughly than any previous writer on the subject.  He begins 
      at the very beginning, ages before the commencement of history.  To 
      discover the origin of language, it is necessary to start before language 
      began, when a few vocal sounds, eked out by descriptive gestures, sufficed 
      to express the wants and wishes, hopes and fears, desires and 
      satisfactions of primitive man.  Gesture signs are older than words, 
      and this mode of communicating ideas, talking by means of signs, has been 
      preserved by savage races—up to quite recent times—and many of these signs 
      still remain to be read in the Egyptian hieroglyphics to-day.
 
 Gerald Massey was an Egyptologist, pioneer and discoverer in 
      his own line of research; he ransacked the records of the past-of all 
      ages, times, and countries Egypt, Assyria, Persia, and India—he sought 
      out, inquired into, and examined traditions, fables, and myths of all 
      races of mankind, savage and civilised, including the barbarous tribes 
      still remaining upon earth.  The result of his forty years' labours 
      in this field of knowledge is summed up and placed before us in his three 
      important and learned works, "Natural Genesis," "The Book of Beginnings," 
      and "Egypt, the Light of the World."  Therein, he clearly shows that 
      Egypt, not India, was man's birthplace, and that Egypt subsequently became 
      the centre and source of languages, civilisation, the arts, and religion.  
      These three works are a veritable mine of learning and research in which 
      the student may delve and quarry, finding there still greater treasures of 
      truth from day to day.  No one hitherto has been able to give any 
      rational account of the origin or meaning of the myths to be found in all 
      countries.  The myths all had a common origin, and originated in 
      Africa.  Gerald Massey's interpretation of ancient mythology and 
      typology has thrown a flood of light upon man's intellectual development 
      and spiritual unfoldment.  The patience, perseverance, and 
      pertinacity this wonderful man evinced in his quest throughout is above 
      all praise; year after year he continued his researches with an interest 
      that never flagged, and a courage that never failed.
 
 By some happy inspiration he discovered a lost trail of 
      knowledge; this trail he followed further and further back into the 
      remote, far-off prehistoric times.  Finally, he disinterred for us 
      the buried past of the earth, revivified the forgotten fossilised 
      fragments, breathed the breath of life into the dry bones, clothed them 
      with flesh and blood, and made them live again.  Steadily he pursued 
      his course with an ingenuity almost superhuman; threading his way through 
      the labyrinth, he reached at last the heart of the mystery.  By 
      laboriously welding together a myriad pieces of a scattered puzzle, he 
      evolved harmony from discord, sequence from confusion, brought forth light 
      from darkness, evolved order from chaos, solved the enigma, and answered 
      the riddle of the Sphinx.  Gerald Massey's knowledge of 
      Spiritualism—apart altogether from any direct help the spirits may have 
      given him—his knowledge of Spiritualistic phenomena alone has been a lamp 
      to guide his footsteps back along the track that man has traversed in the 
      darkness of a far away prehistoric past, before the light of a higher 
      truth had dawned upon the souls of men.  When the full significance 
      of the truth declared by Massey is realised, appreciated, and understood, 
      a new era of thought will be inaugurated, and all past superstition will 
      be swept away.  Then, every form of Christianity will become 
      impossible, from Papal pronouncement at the Vatican down to Salvation Army 
      antics in the gutter.  For Christianity is simply a perverse 
      representation of spiritual symbolism—a cult of sacerdotal 
      supernaturalism—begun, continued, and perpetuated in ignorance, the 
      theological form of intellectual dishonesty, self deception, and spiritual 
      cowardice.  The more the fraud of carnal Christianity is twisted and 
      turned, altered and trimmed to resemble the truth, the more mischievous 
      and misleading it becomes—"It is not and it cannot come to good."
 
 The temple of spiritual truth can never be upreared upon the 
      shifting quicksands of hesitation, doubt, and compromise—called 
      Unitarianism.  This would seem to be what most Spiritualistic 
      Societies—in London, at least—are attempting to do.  The Cause is so 
      hampered and hindered in every direction by biblical apologists, 
      Protestant temporisers, and Unitarian trimmers, that the movement is 
      sinking down to the level of another Christian sect, and Spiritualists are 
      using the lamp of truth to light themselves and others along the wrong 
      road.
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