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SPIRITUAL PHENOMENA.

NUMBER SEVEN.

MR EDITOR: As I was about to leave for California, two days after the seance last described with Mrs. Hollis, and as both X. and myself were anxious to see more of her extraordinary mediumship, and to get still further proofs of Jones' identity, we made an appointment with Mrs. Hollis to attend her dark circle the same evening. On our entering her drawing room we found there Mrs. Holmes, a lady residing in the house, and two strangers, a father and daughter apparently. As we were a little late the door was locked as soon as we had entered, and the gas turned down. Two more visitors came knocking for admittance before anything had been done, but Mrs. Hollis said she made it a rule never to open the door again after the gas had been once turned down, as it "disturbed the conditions." I was seated beside the stranger lady on the sofa; her father next to her on my left; X. at some distance on my right, and Mrs. Hollis on the opposite side of the room. The only preparation the lady made was to put a long tin speaking trumpet on the floor in the center of the circle. The ladies, after chatting a little, began to sing some simple songs; such as, "Home, Sweet Home," the "Last Rose of Summer," etc. Mrs. Hollis said she could not sing. Spirit voices, or voices extraneous to the circle, and apparently over our heads, joined in the melodies almost at once, and sang in tune, but with great uncertainty; sometimes rising high above any other voice, and sometimes sinking almost to a whisper; but all the time possessing a peculiar and unnatural timbre, which distinguished them from every other voice, and made them audible when quite low in tone. After a while, upon the cessation of the singing, a strong, distinct man's voice, speaking more loudly and distinctly than persons ordinarily do, wished us all "good evening." Its peculiar

tone and reverberation made it evident that the voice came

through the trumpet, which we had heard moving and scraping on the carpet before the voice addressed us. The voice called itself James Nolan, and said that on earth he had been a soldier in the Army of the Potomac during the war, and had died of fever in hospital. He kept up quite an animated conversation with us for more than an hour, I should think; answering all our queries with promptness, alacrity and point, sometimes quite smartly and wittily. As I am dealing only with tests, I cannot repeat here all he said. There was, however, nothing said by him which could not have been said by a smart woman, well acquainted with the spiritual philosophy, with equal effect and accuracy. Mrs. Hollis did not give me the idea of a person who could have, by any possibility, kept up such a conversation. It is said that the voice of Jimmy is like what her's would be imitating a male voice through a tin trumpet. I do not think so. In speaking, he turned instantly In speaking, he turned instantly towards the person who addressed him, and seemed to put the mouth of the trumpet pretty near to his face. As he did not seem to be a Christian, I asked him, "Who was

Christ?" To our astonishment he answered at once, "The son of God," adding, after a pause, "in the same sense as you are the son of God-no other." We asked him to explain how the spirits passed material objects through material obstructions. He said he did not believe he could do so in any way that we could understand; but that it was done by resolving the object into its ultimate atoms, passing it through, and condensing it again on the other side of the obstruction. We inquired about the life and powers of spirits in the other world, the different states into which they passed, etc. He said that there were six states or spheres above the earth, the lowest commencing about sixty miles above its surface; each of these states excelling the one below it in beauty, happiness, goodness and intelligence. That spirits as they left the body were drafted off to one or other of these states, according to their relative goodness or intelligence, and after remaining usually for a short time in a sort of intermediate condition. That the surroundings of each of these states were just as real and objective to its inhabitants as those of our world are to us. That in each was found beautiful scenery, flowers, herbs, trees, lakes, rivers, houses and cities. That spirits ate, talked, possessed sexual instincts, and amused and employed themselves somewhat as we do here, but with the difference that they cast off gradually all the baser and lower qualities of their natures as they rise in progression through the spheres. The sexual passion, for example, he stated, exhibited itself in a more and more refined manner, and attended by higher and purer bliss, in proportion as the sphere became further removed from earth. We asked how he knew so accurately that there were just six of these spheres. He told us that he had been through five himself, and was now in the sixth; but he was quite aware that there were still higher series of spheres above his present abode, because its inhabitants had communication with spirits far removed above them, just as we were having communication with him, through mediums. He knew nothing, however, concerning these higher states beyond the mere fact of their existence. [This account, if I mistake not, will be found to agree in Hare's book as given by his deceased brother and sister to its most minute particulars with accounts detailed in Dr. himself; and both accounts accurately tally, as far as they go, with those published by the Buddhist apostles two thousand years ago. The Buddhist philosophers, or mediums, however, describe altogether twenty-one states above the first series of seven-including the earth sphere; the next being a series of sixteen, then one of four, and highest of all, Nirwana.]

At length Jimmy said that his medium was getting tired, and he must go. As soon as his voice ceased I heard a lady and gentleman began to converse rapidly and eagerly loud whisper on my left, apparently close to me; and the with two voices, speaking to them in distinct but whispering tones. I did not try to listen to what was said, as it seemed to be private matter, but I heard both these people addressed by name several times; and they were evidently talking quite as naturally and as much at their ease with these voices as though two old friends had just dropped in upon them. Presently a faint whisper came close before my face. The lady said, "There is a spirit speaking to

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you." I bent forward and listened. I could distinguish no words, but a sound like my name. I said, "Who are you?" I heard a sound which ended with "Jones." Speak louder." "A. A. Jones." 66 Try to speak as distinctly as you can. Then I heard quite clearly whispered in an agitated voice, the breath of which seemed to fan my face, "A. A. Jones-J-o-n-e-s," spelling the Jones. "You mean A. Jones." "No; A. A. Jones," with an accent on the second "A." "I am not blind now." "Are you happy?" "I am very happy-I can see here. I have no more power; come again and I will speak better."

The seance then closed, as no more voices came, and the gas was turned up. The trumpet stood on the floor in the center of the circle. Mrs. Hollis sat in her chair, looking pale, and very much exhausted. The lady and gentleman turned to me, and said that they had been here twice before; that they were quite unknown to Mrs. Hollis, from whom they had concealed even their names; that from the first several spirits whom they recognized had come and talked with them, addressing them correctly by name, and mentioning several events of their earth lives known only to themselves. The lady was herself a medium, and at their first seance with Mrs. H. a relative had come, and promised, in evidence that she was ever near them, to bring a foreign flower from the East and place it in their sitting room during the night. They had found the plant, as promised, fresh and flourishing, with earth about its roots, lying on their dining table, on entering the sitting room in the morning; they had planted it in a pot, and taken it to Covent Garden, where it was recognized by a florist as a rare annual, which he said he did not know where, in England, to match. These good folk were evidently quite excited about the flower; wished us to come and see it, and offered to bring it to show Mrs. Hollis. Neither to X. or to myself was this seance half so satisfactory as a test as was the direct writing on the slate in the daytime. Except in the case of the lady and gentleman who had concealed their names from the medium, and who were perfectly satisfied by a crowd of tests that they had been conversing, evening after evening, with departed relatives, nothing had been done which a clever ventriloquist could not have effected with a long tin trumpet. The ventriloquist might be Mrs. Hollis or a confedeBut Jones had again insisted upon it that his name was A. A. Jones. Meeting my father next day, I asked him, "What was Arthur Jones' full name?" To my astonishment he replied, after a moment's consideration, "Arthur Augustus Jones." Yours,

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MEDICUS.

[For Common Sense.]

LETTER FROM AUSTIN KENT.

TO "C. B. s.'

No discussion, but a word of testimony. Horace Seaver was not more mentally organized for an Atheist than Austin Kent. Yet A. K. is sure "individual existence" does "continue" after the death of the grosser body. But wholly from his experience in a life of sixty-five years, "Bibles" and "desires" one side. From the age of nineteen to thirty-one I talked with unseen intelligences, often, and as understandingly as I could talk with C. B. S. if he was present. (I found them useful and reliable, though many do not; all are not reliable.) Thirty-four years ago I learned that these "intelligences" were men and women who had left their bodies in our graveyards. Since that I have sometimes conversed with them through some of the

best mediums I have ever even read of. During the past two years I have conversed from twenty to fifty minutes. each with my father, mother, one brother, two sisters, and two daughters, as easily and as clearly as I can and do talk with wife and living son. I am sure of their identity. I do not think it possible for any stranger spirit to make me sure of his or her identity. I have very good evidence in some such cases. Now, friend S., my evidence of this is the same, with one exception, and as good as your evidence that you can converse with your neighbors. I could give as good proof, and nearly all of the same kind. When you will make a deaf man understand exactly how you converse with your neighbors, I promise to make you understand just how I converse with spirits through my own mediumship. Fraternally, AUSTIN KENT.

Stockholm, N. Y., June 24, 1874.

CALVARY CHURCH.

A pleasant place is Calvary Church, and yet it is a solemn name!-the raised cross; the scoffing soldiers; the world's utter rejection! Why did you give it that awful name? Beulah would have been better, or some name suggestive of pleasantness and peace. But this Calvary Church is really quite delightful; the softest seats, the sweetest music, and a sermon in the best of taste; old Presbyterianism toned down to the port and form of a modern gentleman-and such you are, my reverend John; and if your prayers are the placid breathings of a contented spirit, rather than the cry of a soul that, like Laocoon, is struggling with the serpents about to destroy it, they may be none the less sincere for that, from your standpoint. It was a very delightful thing for me to drop into your Calvary Church one evening. I have rarely enjoyed myself better at the opera. Indeed, the delightful calm of the sacred music was far better suited to my frame of mind than the passionate melodies of the secular composer. Reverend John, and trustees of Calvary Church, I return you my sincere thanks for the pleasant evening I enjoyed. I was impecunious, and you gave me the treat. Who shall say there is no Christian charity? And yet, John, there are souls agonizing, doubting, despairing, in hand to hand conflict with the fierce necessities of the hour, that even this does not satisfy. Not that it is not good of its kind; but, oh! John, what if your lovely symphonies should be drowned in battle music before you know it? And then, John, if you were to come to primitive conditions, the bedrock of society, where we are, you might find it something more like a real Calvary than that softly cushioned, pleasant church of yours. I like you, and I like your church, John. I don't doubt but a kind heart beats under your fine broadcloth; but the problems of life, the issues of to-day, are to be met and faced; and E. HUGHES. how are they to be settled?

City subscribers are informed that the postage on this paper is paid quarterly in advance by the C. S. P. Comp'y. Mrs. Logan is to speak in Central Hall, Sunday afternoon.

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ADVANCE OF SPIRITUALISM IN ENGLAND.

When Mrs. Lyons adopted D. D. Home as her son she made him a gift of 60,000l.; and afterwards, when she brought suit to recover the money, on the ground that he had deceived her in pretending that he enabled her to communicate with her deceased husband, Mr. Varley, the

TRAVELING AGENTS, Abby W. Baker, Prof. W. H. Chaney, J. L. York, I. I. Ferree, great electrician, came forward, with other eminent men,

Addie L. Ballou, H. F. M. Brown.

COMMON SENSE is furnished to subscribers for Three Dollars per annum, in advance. Letters intended for the Business Department should be addressed: A. T. CLARK, BUSINESS MANAGER, 236 Montgomery st.

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to testify on oath that Mr. Home's mediumship was genuine, and that he really had the powers he claimed to have. The judge, however, charged for the plaintiff, and an English jury decided that it was more probable that a number of scientific gentlemen of unimpeachable character should be liars, than that phenomena with which they were unfamiliar should be true.

This is precisely the condition of mind now of the bulk of sensible persons who continue to reject the overwhelm105 ing mass of testimony crowding in upon us daily from on all sides, in support of the truth of phenomena ever increasing in strangeness. But Spiritualism in London holds a very different position at the present day than it held then. Faraday, Brewster and other eminent scientists had treated the matter with contempt, and refused even to examine into the phenomena, save under conditions which were impossible. This was the weakest thing these eminent men were ever guilty of, and most unworthy their character as inductive philosophers. Now, the Dialectical Society, after two years careful investigation, has pub

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AMANDA M. SLOCUM, ASSISTANT.

SAN FRANCISCO, CAL., SATURDAY, JULY 11, 1874. lished its acknowledgment of the facts claimed as such,

All persons indebted for subscriptions to this paper are

whilst Messrs. Varley, Crooks, Wallace and other eminent scientists are daily bearing testimony to facts more amaz

requested to forward the money with as little delay as ing than anything then dreamed of as possible. Messrs. possible.

The Oakland Manifestations and the verdict of the Le Conte Committee will be the subject of a lecture by Geo.

W. Lewis, at Charter Oak Hall on Sunday evening.

MRS. AMY POST.-At the opening of the meeting in Charter Oak Hall, on Sunday afternoon, Mrs. Amanda Wiggins paid a feeling tribute to the memory of Mrs. Amy Post, who died in this city on Friday last. The announcement of the sudden decease of this estimable lady came upon of her old friends as a most painful surprise. She many has been long known as an earnest Spiritualist, a woman of genial nature and noble qualities. She had a large

circle of devoted friends.

J. M. SPEAR.—In a letter from this gentleman, who has many friends in California, we learn that he is living in Philadelphia, resting quietly after a life of active labor in the field of reform. He says: "I have now closed my missionary labors, in which I have been engaged more than twenty years, and have in this beautiful city secured to me a permanent home. My health is good, never better; and with great satisfaction I see that the ideas which have been given me by persons associated for beneficial purposes in the spirit world are taking hold of the public mind and being put into life by Spiritualists and others."

Varley and Crooks have just now, by a succession of carefully planned experiments, indisputably proved the truth spirit to an extent which rendered it palpable to all their senses, and under conditions which made all deception impossible. That spirits should now be able to walk amongst us, to touch us, and be handled by us, is sufficiently strange. To this possibility they seem to have worked up by successive efforts during the last twenty-five years. But they will not rest here. What new wonder are we to expect anon? It would seem as though the hour was at hand when the two worlds, the material-as we

of the phenomenon of the materialization of a disembodied

call it and the spiritual, would be mingled and become one in perception, as they have always possibly been in locality. After all-if the numerous tales of apparitions in all ages are not lies-these phenomena are only new in the sense of our being able, to some extent, to command and control them. We are learning gradually the conditions under which they may occur. Mr. Varley, as an expert in electricity, is pre-eminently fitted to show us the road. He is now probably the first electrician in the world; no dreamer, but a practical man, who is consulted by all the great English cable companies. He has been an earnest Spiritualist for many years, and is himself a clairvoyant. Mr. Wallace is one of the first living naturists, and conjointly with Darwin recognized as the origina

tor of the theory of evolution by natural selection, some modification of which is now accepted by most scientists. Mr. Crooks is a chemist of no mean ability and fame,

whose authority was considered conclusive, in his line, by his brother scientists, until he showed the incompetency his brother scientists, until he showed the incompetency of his powers of observation by acknowledging the truth of spiritualistic phenomena. The time is evidently close at hand when all scientists, both here and in England, will be forced to look into this question, and as soon as they can be got to do that their conviction of its truth is a fore

gone conclusion.

PROF. CHANEY'S LECTURES.

The interest in these lectures increases with each evening. No report that we have space for would do them justice. On Tuesday evening, the Professor explained the story of Joseph, the travels in the wilderness, and many other things. On Thursday evening, he spoke of "the

Deaths of Judas" and the "Beasts of the Revelations."

This evening (Saturday the 11th), he treats of "Hell and

Damnation," and "The Summer Land." Last of the course, Tuesday, 14th inst., "Birth and Crucifixion of Christ," in which will be represented a storm scene, with

thunder and lightning.

On Saturday, July 18th, he will give an extra lecture, on "Freemasonry," wherein many things are "brought to light" that were lost during the persecution by Christians. During the lecture he will explain "Wisdom, Strength and Beauty," showing that the ancient symbols for this trinity were not three orders of architecture, as now represented; also the cabalistic letters, "I H S." He will also explain the hieroglyphics employed in ancient Egypt, as interpreted by Champollion, tracing symbolical characters in their growth into letters of the alphabet, etc.

TO CORRESPONDENTS.-We are always glad to receive brief, well written communications, no matter how crowded may be our columns; so we trust none of our good correspondents will discontinue their favors when we say that there is now one large drawer and two or three pigeon holes full of manuscript, awaiting attention. These articles will not be used in the order of their reception, nor even in the order of what we may consider to be their merit; but they will be so culled as to give a variety of matter in each number of the paper, the shorter articles always having the preference. Occasionally, as manuscript accumulates, we shall select articles and abbreviate them, giving the substance only; but always preserving the original for the author. This is the only way in which we can satisfactorily dispose of a large class of writings with which we are favored.

An interesting lecture by Prof. Chaney on the Union of Church and State, with a supplement, "The Christian Plan of Ethics a Failure, with Hints at Something Better," can be obtained at this office, price ten cents. Also a little book of astrological definitions, price twenty-five cents. The celebrated "Prayer to the Devil" can also be supplied.

THE ROMAN CATHOLIC CHURCH.

And now comes a voice from Rome, telling us that the knelt, they kissed his hands, they declared their faith in American pilgrims have interviewed the Pope. They knelt, they kissed his hands, they declared their faith in his infallibility, they deplored his dethronement, they denounced what they called the braggart defenders of liberty, and the persecution of the church. What shall we have next? American sovereigns trail their high honor and the dignity of the great republic at the feet of a pretender to monarchy; they endorse his claims to put the church above the civil law; they deplore the overthrow of an ecclesiastical despotism in Italy, a thousand times more odious than the British rule in Ireland; and they denounce the devotees of liberty as braggarts and pretenders! What will become of this Catholic Church, this chameleon, this Protean shape, that is all things to all men, and in every country has a different doctrine and policy? Here in the United States they affect to be republicans, and to admire Bourbon or the Empire. In Spain they rally round Don and accept our ideas of liberty. In France they want the Carlos. In Mexico they crave a monarch, and an established church. In Ireland they denounce the established

church, while in Italy they would enthrone the Pope.

How long can this rope of sand hold together in this age of newspapers and travel? Can the Catholics of America view with favor the efforts of their church to establish monarchy in Spain, France and Mexico? Can the monarchists tolerate the idea of the Irish Republic? Can we, who have set the civil power above all, who ignore the church, and tell our army that it must be obedient to civil rule can we look with complacency upon people who declared that all power rests upon the will of the people, would re-establish the Papal crown? Can we, who have be silent, when some of our citizens kneel before a foreign priest and avow the faith that he is infallible, and the hope that he may soon be restored to despotic rule? We predict for these diverse elements, dismemberment. These contradictory views and objects, when plainly set before the different branches of the church, must disgust them with each other. The great binding power, the Papal throne, is gone, and the rope of sand will soon crumble to pieces.

ASTROLOGY.-In a little book written by Prof. Chaney, giving astronomical definitions, we are told: "Birth itself is no accident, nor are the planets responsible for the children being depraved. The fault lies with the parents, or their parents, or perhaps a remote ancestor, while Nature, always true to herself and her children, simply causes the child to be born at a time when the planets will indicate the manner of being he is, either hastening or retarding the period of gestation. Nature knows no mercy, has no 'freaks,' makes no mistakes, but administers strict justice. When a murderer has been conceived, she permits him to be born a murderer, merely causing his birth at a time when her watchmen are pointing out his character. Nor does her warning cease here. She stamps 'murderer' all over his brow! Nature never makes a murderer-it is his parents-Nature only MARKS him!

DR. STONE'S CHURCH.

they hated it themselves, and persecuted the rejecters of their faith. Now all enlightened and good men know that a man's belief depends upon his education and surroundings and his natural capacity; that each and all have a perfect right to think for themselves, and that it is the glit-height of absurdity to hate or punish men for differences of opinion. Having eschewed the folly themselves, they can no longer believe that an enlightened and good God could be guilty of it, or ever could have been guilty of it. Twenty-five years ago it was commonly accepted that man was a fallen creature, fallen in consequence of some act of disobedience. Science has now placed beyond dispute that man has risen, risen always, and is rising, and will rise, till all the dark shadows of mysticism and superstition, so carefully nursed and cherished by the advocates and apologists of an old and barbarous theology, are swept away, and man lives in the light of pure moral and intellectual science. Twenty-five years ago men hoped to be saved through the merits of a poor martyr, put to death nearly two thousand years ago, without any merit of their own. Now, coming to know that God is good and wise, we cannot see how any cheat, or subterfuge, or false pretense can stand in the place of real goodness of heart, and we fearlessly announce that the good will be saved, whatever their creed or nation may be. Even a conference of preachers has lately said, on the trial of Dr. Swing of Chicago, that to say that a good and wise heathen may have as good a chance of heaven as some believers, is not heresy. What can the people of Dr. Stone's church think of a gentleman, who should be up with the age, when he thus ignores the most important features of his subject? What can Dr. Stone think of a fellow laborer who undertakes to feed his lambs with this weak diet? Will he hasten to repair the omission, the wrong, and place before his people the whole truth? And what are we to think of this addition of D.D. to a man's name, if he sleeps through a quarter of a century, and sees nothing of the changes in the public mind, that are right before his eyes, and pertaining to the very subject on which he is supposed to be best informed? These two letters, do they mean drunk," or "deaf and dumb," or "decidedly demented," or what do they mean? And what does he mean who comes before a reading, thinking California audience, and assures them that all is peace, that there is no material change or disturbance in the religious atmosphere, while within the church and without, and all about, the thundering and lightnings of schism, and separation, and renunciation are resounding in every land? Is he honest, or is he an idiot? Alas! he is not quite either. He is a fashionable preacher, who only talks right on, and tells the people what he thinks they like to hear and will readily pay for. But he mistook the men and the women who filled that church. They feel themselves qualified to grap ple with every question as it is, to have the truth laid before them in all its force, and to meet it; and they will not long tolerate teachers who say all is quiet, when there is no quiet, and assure them that their creed stands unquestioned, when it is arraigned at every corner of the street, and the D.D. champions who ought to rush to its vindication hide their heads under the falsehood that there is no change.

Last Sunday evening we strolled about in search of one of those eloquent shams known as a modern preacher, and soon found ourselves seated in the above named "house of the Lord." We expected to listen to the tering nothings of the incumbent fossil, but the domestic Stone gave place to a rolling specimen of the same genus from Sacramento, a D. D. and reverend professor of modern theology. He was not a youth, like the valiant Robinson of the Calvary temple. He did not profess to meet the Goliah of scepticism face to face, and lay him out cold and stiff in a few seconds. No, no! J. A. Benton, D.D., of Sacramento, has been in California since '49, and felt the stings and rubs and buffets of the sturdy old giant too often to venture on any voluntary encounter. So far from coveting any controversy with modern science, as it affects religion, he ignored it altogether, and spoke as one who had slept on that subject for an indefinite period. His sermon turned on the changes of the past twenty-five years, peculiarly the California epoch; and he showed that he had read and noted all those little scraps of history that pertained to his subject. He described the triumphs of science, in the steamship, the railroad, the telegraph, and in all our manufacturing and agricultural tools and implements. He glanced at our progress in politics towards a more free and enlightened form of government, and the wide spread advance toward a better educational system. But when he came to apply this progressive spirit of the last quarter of a century to his own specialty, to theology, to that branch of knowledge in which his hearers must have been most deeply interested, he touched the subject with the lightest finger; he glozed it over; he withheld from that intelligent and expectant people all the truth, and contented himself with a little paltry sophistry. He said the "Christian religion" was never so wide spread, so well supported, so much respected in the world as now; that it courted investigation and defied scrutiny, and stood firm and unchanged. He admitted just this much, that some of the olden forms and images of speech had been remodeled to accommodate the refinements of modern idea and habit; but although the images had been recast, the same metal had been used; the cardinal doctrines of the church had stood unquestioned and unchanged. We would suggest a few questions to the reverend gentleman, which will perhaps bring him to a different opinion, and induce him to insert in this stereotyped sermon of the twenty-five years a new feature, the most important one of all, namely, the radical changes in religious ideas and dogmas. Twenty-five years ago, it was common for preachers to dwell on the torments of the damned in the sulphurous flames of hell. To-day no D.D. would dare to shock the tender sensitiveness of the well dressed and comfortable, easy-going Christians of that splendid temple with anything more than a distant allusion to that horrible place. Twenty-five years ago the kindest of men accepted the belief that God would punish people for not believing in certain dogmas; and believing that God hated unbelief,

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