Earthly Watchers at the Heavenly Gates
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EARTHLY WATCHERS AT THE HEAVES1>Y gates. [c Jalse anb t5[e ®rue Spiritualism. BY THE Rev. JOHN CHESTER, D.D., ^rASTo^^Pastor of the Metropolijanmetropolijan Presbyte«ianf resby-; Church of Wash- ingtoh, D. C. PHII.ADELPHIA : PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION, No. 1334 CHESTNUT STREET. 0^ COPYRIGHT, 1886, BY THK TRUSTEES OF THE PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Westc:ott & Thomson, Stereolypers and Electrolypers, Pkilada. PREFACE It is a sad commentary on the depravity of the human heart that Spiritualism ex- ists in this land of gospel light. It might reasonably be supposed that the frequent exposures of its deception, and failures of its prophecies, would convince all of its to falsity ; yet if any one will take the pains investigate the classes among whom it gains a hearing, and the number of Spiritualistic camp-meetings, seances and circles yearly held, he will see that it is not merely an absurdity to be laughed at, but a pernicious evil to be counteracted. There is also a large class of persons who, smarting under bereavement, have had their imagination and sympathies wrought on by 4 PREFACE. the prospect of holding Spiritualistic inter- course with their dead. As a pastor the writer has often felt the need of a book to place in the hands of those inclined to adopt this error. He has therefore written this volume, the aim of which is to show that every proper desire to know about the state of the dead can be abundantly satisfied by the word of God, and that the com- munion of saints through Christ and the Holy Spirit yields more real soul-comfort than any seance could, even if such a mode of intercourse were possible. A story is in- terwoven with the discussion of this theme, with the hope that it will thus reach those who might be repelled by a formal doc- trinal treatise. John Chester. Washington, D. C, March, 1886. I CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. PAGE Questionings by one of the Watchers 7 CHAPTER II. An Interpreter Appears 15 CHAPTER III. A Spiritualist Offers his Aid 27 CHAPTER IV. Two more Watchers, one Practical, the other ^Esthetic 45 CHAPTER V. A Lady-Spiritualist 58 CHAPTER VI. A Spiritualistic Seance 77 CHAPTER VII. Exposures and Repentings 96 CHAPTER VIII. The Reasons why Spiritualism Fails Ill CHAPTER IX. Heaven, and its Contrast with Earth 126 5 6 CONTENTS. CHAPTER X. Ministering Angels 142 CHAPTEK XI. An Astonishing Intebruption 160 CHAPTER XII. Grace HaUiOWEll's History 179 CHAPTER XIII. The True Medium for Spiritual Intercourse ... 198 CHAPTER XIV. Heavenly Recognitions 218 CHAPTER XV. Recognition : Its Relations to Souls not Saved . 235 CHAPTER XVI. One of the Watchers Becomes Sentimental .... 251 CHAPTER XVII. Lost, though Once in Sight of the Gates 270 CHAPTER XVIII. The Last Efforts of the Spiritualists with Mrs. Hallowell 286 CHAPTER XIX. Cementing of Some Earthly Loves 301 CHAPTER XX. One of the Watchers Enters the Heavenly Gates 314 EARTHLY WATCHERS AT THE HEAVENLY GATES CHAPTER I. QUESTIONINGS BY ONE OF THE WATCHERS. " TI7HAT I now want with heaven," ex- ' ' claimed Mr. Avalon, "is intercourse. Imagine as I may its promised glories, picture as I will its future bliss, what I want now is communication with"—here he hesitated —"with the Saviour first of all; but—" " Father," interposed his daughter Clara, interpreting his thoughts, " why perplex yourself with the impossible? You know what David said about his dead child: *I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.'" "True," answered her father; "but do 7 : : : 8 EARTHLY WATCHERS. you not suppose that David in his very heart longed to see his child ? Is there one bereaved heart but has often yearned for at least a moment's communion with its loved ones snatched away by death ?" " Dear father," answered Clara, " what we long for is not always what we can or should possess. I firmly believe that God has ar- ranged all these matters for the best interests of both the living and their departed friends. Above all, I know that a loving Saviour sympathizes with our griefs as well as with our joys. The time has not come for him to wipe away all tears from our eyes or to resolve all the questionings of our hearts; let us wait until the Hand once pierced for us on the cross draws back the veil which separates our loved ones from us. 'Twas only yesterday I was reading these beautiful lines, and they came to my heart with fresh comfort * Between the mysteries of life and death Thou standest, loving, guiding—not explaining We ask, and thou art silent, yet we gaze, And our charmed hearts forget their drear complaining. No crushing fate, no stony destiny, Thou Lamb that hast been slain, we rest in thee ; QUESTIONINGS. 9 Thy piercM hand guides the mysterious wheel, Thy thorn-ciowned brow now wears the crown of power And when the dark enigma presseth sore, The patient voice saith, " Watch with me one hour." As sinks the moaning river in the sea " In silent peace, so sinks my soul in thee.' *'A11 true and beautiful," said Mr. Avalon, " but, Clara, I do not think you understand my feelings. I am not murmuring against God for taking away my loved ones—I know they are far happier in heaven than they could be on earth—but I do want to know more about their present state. It was only last night that I dreamt of Frank, and in my dream we walked and chatted together as we were wont to do when he was living, but just as we reached a stream I awoke. I would have given anything to have had the dream over again, there were so many ques- tions I would have asked him." Clara was here called away to see a visitor. Mr. Avalon, left alone in his study, drew his chair to the open fire and sat a long time gazing thoughtfully therein. He was think- ing of his dead, and they were many. That home which once resounded with shouts of merry laughter and the pattering of little 10 EARTHLY WATCHERS. feet was now desolate. Two years before, three of his children had been swept away by an epidemic of scarlet fever. There were still left his wife, whom he loved with ten- derest devotion, Clara and his only son, Frank; but before the year closed, Frank also was taken. He was a manly fellow, the pride and hope of the family, and pos- sessed a well-formed Christian character. After graduating from college at the head of his class, he entered the office of a celebrated lawyer in New York City ; on leaving that office the following endorsement was given " him by his preceptor ; I consider Frank Avalon the most promising of the scores of young men who have studied with me. His mind is naturally a legal one, his forensic powers are uncommon, his character is un- blemished, his industry constant. I expect to see him take his place among the ablest lawyers of the land." Frank left New York City to return home and advise with his father about the best place for settlement. The family were eagerly anticipating the pleasure of having him with them again. A deputation of : QUESTIONINGS. 11 young friends acccompanied Frank's parents to the railroad station to escort him home. The family and friends waited for hours. News, in the mean while, came of a fearful collision on the railroad. The suspense became terrible. At last a train appeared, and from it was lifted a mangh^.d corpse it was that of Frank Avalou. We draw a veil over the scene which ensued ; imagina- tion alone can picture it. But a few months passed, and Mrs. Avalon was taken from her husband's side. She never recovered from the blow of Frank's death. One daughter was left to Mr. Avalon, the only remaining member of his once large family. Clara Avalon was both the com- fort and the pride of her father—the one on whom he leaned more as a companion than as a daughter. She was in her nine- teenth summer, but in mind and judgment was matured beyond her years. The very trials attending her youth had ripened her character, and the demands on her sympathy had cultured her naturally affectionate dis- position. Beautiful in face and graceful in carriage, she moved around the desolate — 12 EARTHLY WATCHERS. niausion like some ministering angel. With a woman's tact, she saw there were shadows enough, and that what was needed was the sunlight of a cheerful face, even sometimes the music of a happy laugh. Still, there were times when even Clara's thoughtful sympathy failed to cheer her father's heart. That evening being the anniversary of Frank's death, Mr. Avalon had felt peculiarly burdened. The occa- sion not only recalled his bereavement, but started afresh many questionings which late- ly had much occupied his attention. He was a firm believer in the Christian religion his mind did not question its evidences or its doctrines-—but his difficulty lay in har- monizing his desires with the limitations of the word of God, at least as he then under- stood those limitations. " I am ready," he said to himself, " to bow to the will of God : I do not complain that he has removed my loved ones from this earth of sin and sorrow to the mansions of the blessed ; but I cannot see why he lets me know so little about them now.