A FLORAL MIRACLE IN DAYLIGHT.
Is the following, which a friend sends us from the Boston Sunday Herald, of July 2, 1876, a reliable statement? Is the devil giving to the manifestations of his wonder-working power in these last days this enchanting form, and paving with flowers the path to his last great deception? We do not see why not. It is headed, “The Floral Miracle in Daylight.” “A Philadelphia letter of the 19th of June, from Melen M. Barnard, in the Banner of Light, says, “On Sunday morning, at the residence of S. P. Kase—a wealthy gentleman of this city, who entertains with generous hospitality mediums, many of whom, like Christ of old, have not where to lay their heads—during breakfast, while the family were still seated around the table, Mrs. Thayer, who has found a happy home within this household, complained of loss of appetite, and feeling quite unwell arose to leave the table, when she discovered by the peculiar, shivering, nervous tremor that precedes her floral dispensations, that there was no use to attempt to vacate her place; for the agony was fairly on her, and she must yield to its culmination.” “This was early in the morning, without premeditation or expectation. Presently, we felt something falling about our feet. On raising the cloth, there, under the table, were a dozen or more beautiful white pond lilies, interspersed with pinks and rose-buds. Then a pineapple dropped on the plate beside Mrs. Kase, much to the bewilderment of all present, who could not see any more of the mystery explained, of how or where the flowers are brought, than when the same is done in darkened rooms; it was only a flash in the air, and suddenly, without notice or preparation, they fell as noiselessly as do snow flakes from the leaden winter sky.” “After this manifestation, the family adjourned, filled with the spirit, like the party of old, to whom the disembodied spirit of the Master came, to ‘an upper room,’ the servants were called up and all joined around the family altar in songs of prayer and praise. While thus engaged, there dropped at the feet of Mrs. Kase, brushing her dress in its flight, a magnificent half-blown magnolia, set in a crown of ten wax-like leaves, completely hiding from view the nestling blossom within. It was a magnolia from the extreme South, such as do not grow in this latitude, and are not to be found in our greenhouses. It seemed to bring with it the sphere of dreamy, hazy, Southern skies, the land of beauty and wealth of bloom. All in the room saw it fall, and also saw that Mrs. Thayer was sitting with folded arms some distance from the spot where the instantaneous creation of this flower seemed to have taken place.”