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SEERS OF THE AGES:

EMBRACING

SPIRITUALISM,

PAST AND PRESENT.

DOCTRINES STATED AND MORAL TENDENCIES DEFINED.

By J. M. PEEBLES.

I have stolen the golden keys of the Egyptians; I will indulge my sacred fury.-KEPLER.

Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. The highest statement of new philosophy complacently caps itself with some prophetic maxim from the oldest learning. There is something mortifying in this perpetual circle-EMERSON.

Master mind and you master the universe,-PERASEE Lendanta.

It doth not yet appear what we shall be.-APOSTLE JOHN.

BOSTON:

WILLIAM WHITE AND COMPANY,
BANNER OF LIGHT OFFICE,

158 Washington Street.

1869.

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In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.

GREETING

TO THE

PURE SPIRIT OF AARON NITE.

Love is immortal. Golden is the chain that unites the past with the present. More beautiful is the spirit-blossom for the sweet lovebudding of earth. Precious in spirit-history is Yorkshire, Englandnot so much for thy noble descent and clerical culture, as for thy happy home there, whose first memories of incarnate life, maternally pure, cling to thy soul as lingering melodies from inspired minstrels. Passing early through the pale-curtained doorway of death, to thy "Pear Grove Cottage," in the upper kingdoms of immortality, rapid and rythmic has been thy march of progress.

Though gathering pearls of knowledge from the risen seers of India, Syria and Greece, storing thy receptive nature with those heavenly truths and divine experiences that abound so full and free for all in the ever-green gardens of the Infinite-thou hast not forgotten thy mortal brothers and sisters, who feel their way in comparative darkness, and, like children, continually cry for light and wise spirit guidance.

Oft as hearts have ached, tears fallen, or martyred feet, on missions of mercy, have crimsoned the soil, thou hast turned thy calm presence earthward, laden with balms, baptisms and benedictions.

To me hast thou come in lone evening hours, bringing the dewy freshness of a foreshadowed morning, pearling the veiled moments of

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