experience, to become, under and like Him, a Saviour of thousands; thou hast been through the preparation, but thy real work of good, thy full power of doing, is yet to begin. But again: there are some spirits (and those of earth's choicest) to whom, so far as enjoyment to themselves or others is concerned, this life seems to have been a total failure. A hard hand from the first, and all the way through life, seems to have been laid upon them; they seem to live only to be chastened and crushed, and we lay them in the grave at last in mournful silence. To such, what a vision is opened by this belief! This hard discipline has been the school and task-work by which their soul has been fitted for their invisible labours in a future life, and when they pass the gates of the grave, their course of benevolent acting first begins, and they find themselves delighted possessors of what through many years they have sighed forthe power of doing good. The year just passed, like all other years, has taken from a thousand circles the sainted, the just, and the beloved; there are spots in a thousand graveyards which have become this year dearer than all the living world; but in the loneliness of sorrow how cheering to think that our lost ones are not wholly gone from us! They still may move about in our homes, shedding around an atmosphere of purity and peace, promptings of good and reproofs of evil. We are compassed about by a cloud of witnesses, whose hearts throb in sympathy with every effort and struggle, and who thrill with joy at every success. How should this thought check and rebuke every worldly feeling and unworthy purpose, and enshrine us, in the midst of a forgetful and unspiritual world, with an atmosphere of heavenly peace! They have overcome, have risen, are crowned, glorified; but still they remain to us, our assistants, our comforters, and in every hour of darkness their voice speaks to us: "So we grieved, so we struggled, so we fainted, so we doubted; but we have overcome, we have obtained, we have seen, we have found, and in our victory behold the certainty of thy own." WITCHCRAFT IN WARWICKSHIRE.-It is worthy of note that at Warwick Assizes, on December 15th, 1875, during the trial of James Haywood (who was found to have been insane at the time) for the murder of Anne Tennant, aged eighty years, at Long Compton, "it was proved in evidence that fully one-third of the villagers believed in witchcraft."-Standard, Dec. 16, 1875. RANDOM THOUGHTS IN RHYME.- BY THOMAS BREVIOR. PART II. Let us leave our philosophers now for awhile, You must bore pretty deep in them ere you "strike ile;" I don't like the reasoning called ad captandum; I need hardly say I found great variety In this modern Babel we call "society;" I can only just give you a taster of these, As the cheesemonger does when you're buying your cheese. There are souls I have known so exceedingly small So shrivelled and lean, half-starved and cadaverous, And some that I wot of in church and in cloister, A strange sort I have heard of-perchance you have known,— With their soul incarnated in six and eight-pence, They can't afford conscience,-it's too great an expense. For the learned professions I own great respect, What is stranger than fiction-there are souls who still I can't vouch for the legend that some Aldermen Like the tale of King Lud (which I've nought to do with,) But although City landscapes the liners may forge, It can certainly show a magnificent gorge! A question has been raised of gravest importance, By Rabbis and Doctors-who should have had more sense,— A considerable part of the world's population: Do Eve's daughters have souls? Well-of some I have known, It can hardly be said they have souls of their own: I am sure we all hope it may not be so one day, But they are most of them owned now by one Mrs. Grundy! A most terrible creature whose word is their law; So remorseless and cruel, not caring a straw Some bore holes in their ears, some tighten the waist; And others who of sense show a plentiful lack, Will now dye their hair golden, now turn it to black; Not what's inside the head is their care but what's on it, Would they not look more charming with health's ruddy glow, I much err if I say-hy-po-chon-dri-a-cal! Or that some are dyspeptic, of so weak digestion, The imbecile sneer that was once so effectual When pointed at ladies pronounced "intellectual," Though a rare bird of that kind you sometimes may meet: Excepting by sinners most stupid and hardened, The offence to their owlships might surely be pardoned: To think woman born but for their recreation! With Juvenal, they would like to keep woman a fool, Yet for these some excuse may perhaps be found, when A sect called the "strong-minded" don't care a button But will mount the stump boldly, and fierce enough,rage Proceedings which though they may make a sensation, And dare I but here venture to offer a hint, For what Nature has made them they might rest content. Any claim that the sex is by them represented, They may have equal rights to talking of bunkum That politics should be made more effeminate, A power they wield which is quite independent, Of souls gentle and brave who pursue worthy ends, Could I ever express here in adequate phrases, I only allude to this now as the critical May think me too much disposed to be cynical; I mean no offence to sex, class, or profession, Who does not confess to a soft predilection In these days of forces named "psychic" and "od," it is I have given a sample or two, but you know, More might bring on me a writ de lunatico. What becomes of some souls from this world I can't say, But some folk though (I trust they may not have their way) Affirm-as they tell us without fear or flamming― To a place for souls neither worth saving nor damning. I think that's a slander, and venture to hope That in "other-world order" all souls may have scope: A VISION. [The following short Paper is from a Clergyman who was for some sixteen years in the Church of England, but left to connect himself with what is called the Catholic Apostolic Church. He is evidently a very powerful writing medium, and is frequently compelled to leave his bed in the night to write automatically. He has paid but little attention to Spiritualism, having few sympathisers in the church to which he belongs.—ED. S. M.] GOD speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not; in a dream, in a vision of the night, when sleep falleth upon men in slumbering upon the bed, then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction; and thus hath He done with me, His servant, in these days, in that He opened my eyes and my ears that I should see and hear in a vision of the night the things which God hath in store for men by the hands of His elect. As I slumbered upon my bed and slept, the angel of the Lord came unto me and touched me, and said, "Arise, and come with me, and I will show thee of things that shall be." And I arose and followed him, and he led me upwards through many countries, and over many cities exceeding beautiful to look upon, and towns wherein men laboured and wrought with glad hearts and willing hands; and he brought me unto one city which appeared to me fairer than all the rest, and, resting upon a hill covered with trees and with green plants and with flowers, and every sweet smelling herb which the Lord hath made. And in the midst of the plain, which was on the top of the hill, I beheld this city, and in the centre thereof the Temple of the Lord, even the Lord of the whole earth; and the angel which was with me led me by the west gate thereof, and through the streets, and he brought me unto the great gate of the camp of the Lord, wherein, on the North, and the South, and the East, and the West dwelt the high priest, and the priests, and the Levites, who ministered unto the Lord. And he led me unto the north porch of the Temple, and brought me into the vestibule thereof; and I looked and behold a temple exceeding great and high, so that the roof thereof could scarce be seen for its loftiness and the length thereof; so great that I could not discern the end thereof; and a vast multitude of pillars on this side and on that, separating the inner space of the temple from the outer, and over these the arched passages round about the house, and over these also the windows very high and lofty, through which the house of the Lord was lighted by day. And as I looked, behold at the sides of the temple, between the pillars in the wings thereof, |