A TRANCE SERMON.
»i MB COWEN LENDS HIS THEATRE. ' (FEOJI OUR OWN COaajESPOHDEKT.) ' . ■ , ' LONDON, January, 3,5. v Mr Laurence Convert, the'playwright, la lending the Fortune. Theatre, Coyent Garden, for .spiritualist meetings. On Sunday night, he spoke when introducing Mrs Meurig Morris, a young,, trancemedium, who delivered the 5 first' of a series of addresses nndor the control of an, entity knoYip as Power," Mi 1 Cowen explained to the audience that he had been an agnostie>all his .life, and it was only after losing his nearest and- dearest relative that fee contented to go to the spiritualist meeting. "I looked on with interest," he,staid, "and when I saw and heard .Mrs Morris Ithought, 'What a wonderful actress! How she is wasting her time witlx.this, small band.of fanatics.' But . after.'listening to lier amazing sermon 1 realised that she was no actre&s.'/-Mrs Morris's wonderful sermons converted me to. spiritualism, and now T want to give the use'of-this theatre so that other people- may be equally impressed. ' Mrs Morris, who sat on the fehairman's right; toojc a'-sip of Water ' aiter Mr Cowcn's, speecli, and- relaxed in her chair, closing her. ey.es. .Music ' was played, and the audience-became'tensely expectant. Mrs, Morris- was 'frowning. Her hands twitched;' Then Mr Cowen, who had been • watching her intently, whispered. "Sfch!" r i?ho music stopped, and simultaneously, Mrs Morris rose to ,her feet. . She grippod the searf she 'wore ■ exacts as a man* making a speech frequently" seizes the JapelS of his coat. Her attitude was that of a man; and he* yoiw, whan she began to qpak, m
a resonant baritone. The speech lasted for over half an hour. Mrs Morris's eyes . were - closed the whole, time.' Sometimes she sgrimacedii The stream' of words was continuous,' and, in places, eloquent.* The indubitability of survival after "death'' was emphasised. We dd not die; we are- born, again. W® shall haje soul bodies which are replicas of csiir physical «,'There is no such thing<as< destruction.. Spiritualism is,the great truth, "and, when all jneii«realißo it, wars will cease, the strong will help the weak, and 'there will bft peace that passes, understanding, guch' -waa- the tenor '.of '.the - speech. : Jser rsse and fell just like; a and with' academic assurance shp ; took her, audi-, ence into the realms of,, agnosticisui, ■ solution, involution, «id atneism. In hear tiboourse she dissected
s» •< i , , a man's brain and lis" eye—sll.to prove that there is survival, after defrtlv Mrs Morris A cfessd>. stood/for a second, rockingjon her. feet? Then she Bank into her Chair. She shook her Jiead abruptly. Her lids. andl she breathed;'deeply., "Her cyes v opened. She ~ looked /at," audience whilo music, again, was played. It was a gradual .return,, to consciousness; < Finally, silo rbs<* ag4in f >^i^. t Speak"fc ing <in "Her: ;-true v,o|e(fe, «. ..hleßsiiig on :tliose/pi , 9BwttCi Whp L ' is'the'Wife of a -North, Lend oil t
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Press, Volume LXVII, Issue 20173, 27 February 1931, Page 6
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