J. A. H.
Thornton,
Bradford.
CONTENTS
| PAGE | |
| DEATH | [1] |
| IF A MAN DIE, SHALL HE LIVE AGAIN? | [11] |
| PSYCHICAL RESEARCH; ITS METHOD, EVIDENCE, AND TENDENCY | [18] |
| THE EVOLUTION OF A PSYCHICAL RESEARCHER | [43] |
| DO MIRACLES HAPPEN? | [52] |
| THE TRUTH ABOUT TELEPATHY | [58] |
| THE TRUTH ABOUT HYPNOTISM | [63] |
| CHRISTIAN SCIENCE | [75] |
| JOAN OF ARC | [88] |
| IS THE EARTH ALIVE? | [94] |
| RELIGIOUS BELIEF AFTER THE WAR | [111] |
Psychical Miscellanea
DEATH
Our feelings with regard to the termination of our earthly existence are remarkably varied. In some people, there is an absolutely genuine and strong desire for cessation of individual consciousness, as in the case of John Addington Symonds. Probably, however, this is met with only in keenly sensitive natures which have suffered greatly in this life. Such unfortunate people are sometimes constitutionally unable to believe in anything better than cessation of their pain. Anything better than that is “too good to be true”, so much too good that they hardly dare wish for it. Others, who have had a happy life, naturally desire a continuance of it, and are therefore eager, like F. W. H. Myers, for that which Symonds dreaded. Others, again, and these are probably the majority, have no very marked feeling in the matter; like the good Churchman in the story, they hope to enter into everlasting bliss, but they wish you would not talk about such depressing subjects. This seems to suggest that they have secret qualms about the reality of the bliss. Perhaps they have read Mark Twain’s Captain Stormfield’s Visit to Heaven, and, though inexpressibly shocked by that exuberant work, are nevertheless tinged with a sneaking sympathy for its hero, who found the orthodox abode of the blest an unbearably dull place. The harp-playing in particular was trying, and he had difficulty in managing his wings.
Anyhow, these people avoid the subject. As Emerson says somewhere, religion has dealings with them three times in their lives: when they are christened, when they are married, and when they are buried. And undoubtedly its main appeal is in the period prior to this third formality, if they happen to have a longish illness. The rich Miss Crawley, in Vanity Fair, is typical of many. In days of health and good spirits, this venerable lady had “as free notions of religion and morals as Monsieur de Voltaire himself could desire”; but when she was in the clutches of disease, and even though in the odour of sanctity, so to speak—for she was nursed by Mrs Reverend Bute Crawley, who hoped for the seventy thousand pounds if she could keep Rawdon and Becky off the doorstep—even with this spiritual advantage she was in much fear, and “an utter cowardice took possession of the prostrate old sinner.”