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14 November 2013

Our children in spirit-life

We have homes for children where they are nourished, protected and educated in all the departments of life, having natural guardians or chosen ones who are attracted by their love of children to rear them to an individuality of self-sustaining power, often being brought to earth to be sustained by the magnetism of the mother or some member of the family. An infant is always held within its mother's magnetic arms until it can be sustained without it.

There are buildings of oblong shape, with central towers that rise to immense height, surrounded by smaller towers, these again by balustrades; grand buildings in which there is gathered everything that is necessary for their information, instruction and happiness.

The beautiful playground surrounding is a wonder of marvellous beauty, with its grottoes, its lawns and flowers, its miniature lakes and islands, all fresh and beautiful, with pebbly shores and shell banks and sandy bottom like glistening snow, where rainbow-coloured fishes glide in the crystal waters, giving full play to the imaginative soul of children. Here you will find groups of children nestled in some sylvan retreat on moss-clad mounds, surrounded by towering trees, whose wavering branches invite the pure atmosphere from flower-clad vales within its shady nook, where beautiful foliage and flowers are interlaced, whose perfume charms the soul with joy. Bands of children are gathered by their teachers and guides, who hold joyous associations, often visiting other regions to luxuriate in the beauty of some sylvan shade, where tiny barks, like beautiful sea-shells, are darting over the sparkling waters, filled with life and joy, decked with beautiful flowers in varied hue, sparkling and dancing like fairy spirits on some emerald lawn, where the gold and silvery sheen envelops them in its glorious halo.

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