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Ruth's Marriage in Mars

A SCIENTIFIC NOVEL

BY MRS. CHARLES WILDER GLASS

Copyright by MRS. CHARLES WILDER GLASS 1912

Books sold at 856 West Fifty-seventh Street Los Angeles, Cal.

DEDICATION.

It gives me great pleasure to dedicate this book to all my readers. I also dedicate it to my dear father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. L. R. Perkins. To my two brothers and three sweet, lovely sisters; to my dear friends Dr. Willard P. Burke and his brother, Dr. Benjamin Franklin Burke and his only son, Willard Franklin Burke, and only daughter, Millie Burke. To my husband, Charles Wilder Glass, and to my only child, Jennie May Glass. All these dear souls have been a great comfort and blessing to me. In my darkest hours they have thrown their sacred influence around me. I dearly love all these and many hundreds of others. I wish I could express in this little book my love for all humanity. May my daughter be as great a blessing to the world as she is to her father and mother. My earnest prayer is,

May God protect her, Love be true to her, Joy draw near to her, Home a joy to her, Health stay close to her, Life be dear to her. Wealth find what you can do for her; Search your treasure house thro and thro for her. May God and His dear angels, and our loving Saviour guide her steps forever, is my prayer.

PREFACE.

I am a Catholic-Psychic, and believe in the Holy Catholic Church, the communion of Saints , the forgiveness of all sins, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting. I write this little book to prove man an immortal being, to comfort all those that suffer. My saints have proven to me there is no death. I long to prove this to my dear readers, for it is a fact. May this little book always be a comfort and blessing to you. May all my dear readers have this same beautiful experience; all learn for themselves life is immortal, life is beautiful. Please earnestly investigate and find this fact out for yourselves--I did. If you will go into the silence every other night and pray, then be calm, very quiet, relax the mind and body, in a short time you will see or hear, or feel some of your loved ones, as I have seen and heard them. After you have heard these sweet heavenly voices, or have seen the dear faces of your loved ones, please tell the world these beautiful facts, as our sweet saint Jeanne d'Arc did; we can all write and teach facts now without being burned alive. "As freely as ye receive freely give."

Dear readers, this little romance is founded on facts. All journeys to other stars are true. The names are fictitious. The gist of this story is all true. It is wicked to write a lie, even in a novel. This book is written to inspire more love for each other. May we all love one another more, comfort others as our Saviour and His angels have loved us. As you read this book please remember I love you all dearly. God rules and watches over you; He sends your loved ones to comfort and protect you. Please try to always bear this in mind, and may you always be happy and contented. If you wish to develope your souls, and keep in harmony with God, you must keep sweet, cheerful, prayerful, and love one another. Love, Divine love, is the secret of salvation. So pray for love, peace and happiness.

'Tis heaven alone that is given away; 'Tis only God may be had for the asking.

--Lowell.

It was a lovely twilight evening at Lytton Springs, India. These famous springs were very high up in the Araville hills; Mandavee was the nearest city, situated on a small island in the Arabian sea. The great red sun was slowly sinking as the bells were ringing the Angelus from an ancient Hindoo temple. The sacred chimes pealed forth melodiously, the sweet sounds echoing forth the harmony of those bells. Inside of this ancient temple sweet incense was burning on a beautiful golden altar. A dark, handsome prince and his family were praying around this sacred altar. Here they would often see beautiful visions of angels and their loved ones who had died in this same faith years ago. This faith was a strange, mysterious, mythical religion, handed down from the ancient Indians. It was a mixture of Catholicism and Hindooism. The Prince and his family were highly educated and great musicians; they were all great Psychics, and often spent hours in this old temple praying. They lived in constant communion with their saints, who constantly watched over them and protected them. At the other side of this altar a strange veiled princess was silently praying. After sunset they all left the temple with bowed heads. They went to their summer homes in the hills. Sita, the Prince's only daughter, felt sorry for the lonely stranger and invited her to their lovely home in the mountains.

"May I ask the name of my lovely hostess?" asked the lonely stranger.

"My name is Sita, dear. My father is Prince Cresto. We spend our summers here in these lovely mountains. Won't you please come home and spend the evening with us?"

"I, too, am a princess from Southern Egypt. My name is Princess Kezia. If you love me, just call me Kez for short."

"I fell in love with you at first sight, Kez. Please come and dine with us this evening. Come just as you are!"

"I will, dear Sita, for the hotel seems so far away. Sita, what a dear, lovely home you have way up here in the hills."

"Father and mother, this is Princess Kezia. Kez, this is my father, Prince Cresto, and my mother, Princess Mara; this other young gentleman is my brother Persus; he has just graduated at Delhi as M. D., and now has charge of a large sanitarium here at Lytton Springs. Kez, he is also a mental healer and many come just to get well mentally. He has great success in healing the body through the mind. He and my father have a large class at the sanitarium just to develope the soul."

"Doctor," said Princess Kezia, "I would love to join your class. I came to these hills just to develope the soul."

"Princess Kezia," said the doctor, "we have a small class to meet here in our library tonight--some are here now. I will let you sit here in this big easy chair close to my own, so you will not be afraid."

In a few minutes the large library was filled with lovely, refined, highly educated people. The library was lighted up with many candles, held in lovely gold candlesticks. These lovely gold ornaments were handed down from one generation to the other.

"My name is Hope, dear Kezia, I have been with you for years. Always loving and protecting you. It was I that influenced your mind to come here, just so your band of angels could develope you. Kezia, dear, are you willing that we should?"

"Yes, Hope, I am very anxious."

"In order to learn we must study hard, and get in perfect harmony with our Father, who is all mind. We get into harmony by work, by prayer, and doing His Divine will. Prayer without works is in vain. Great love to others brings great reward. My dear, keep very busy and cheerful. Take better care of your health; illness, melancholy, and idleness is the cause of most crime, sorrow and suicide. All rich should hire more help, study more, encourage universal farming--farming is a beautiful art. A lovely home on a perfect little farm is heaven on earth. Kezia, dear child, I must let others talk now. Try to remember every word that is taught in class by these dear angels."

Another bright angel of light spoke next. He was a tall gentleman, over six foot, wearing long flowing robes.

"Dear friends, all honest work is beautiful and elevating. We should encourage and uplift all work. In Venus, where I live, farming is the most popular art; a farmer is just as good as his banker, he should be treated so by all classes. All farmers should be highly educated, and go into the very best society. In all higher planets, farmers are the aristocrats; they are all true Christians and live up to the Golden Rule. In seeking real happiness we must first realize we are all one universal family; all part of God, all made in the image of God. We are all Divine, as long as we keep in harmony with Our Father. We must say, 'Thy will be done,' before we are His children. We can't live without Him. It is getting late and you all need sleep. We will repeat the Lord's prayer and retire."

Princess Mara put her arms around Kezia and invited her to stay all night. "Kez, you may sleep with my daughter, so you will not get nervous."

Sita and I slept soundly until sunrise.

All God's angels will say, "Well done!" Whenever thy mortal race is run. White and forgiven, Thou'lt enter heaven And pass, unchallenged, the Golden Gate, Where welcoming spirits watch and wait To hail thy coming with sweet accord To the Holy City of God the Lord.

The next morning I heard these words sung by the family in the library downstairs. I heard Prince Cresto's rich tenor above the rest. They kept on singing in perfect harmony as I went down stairs. The doctor met me in the big hall and invited me in to family prayers at sunrise. After this sacred service was over, I said good bye to my new friends and walked quickly to my room at the hotel. I promised Dr. Persus to go back the next evening to another class.

I spent most of that day roaming those lovely Araville hills, and praying in the old temple.

Twilight found me again at the home of Princess Mara. This lovely mother was very tall and dark, also having dark brown hair. As I entered the door she held out both slender hands to welcome me. Prince Cresto and she invited me to stay with them as their guest that summer. After studying the matter over I consented. Sita called us all to supper. I was surprised at this simple repast; dates, nuts and grape juice was all that was served. This was served on a lovely hardwood table inlaid with pearls and white ivory. A lovely large butterfly was carved in the center of this expensive old table; the butterfly was made of pure gold and silver, all filigreed in this beautiful hardwood. The eyes of this wonderful golden butterfly were two bright red rubies. My surprise and delight was great happiness to me.

"Doctor, what a beautiful and wonderful butterfly!"

"Yes, Princess Kezia, we had it inlaid there, for it is an emblem of immortality."

"We only eat a light supper, so we can develope our souls. We could not see clairvoyantly if we ate too much. We only eat two meals a day, morning and evening. Instead of eating at noon we rest and pray, as they did of old."

After supper was over the doctor offered me his arm and we all went to class again. It was about the same as the night before; only there was more music, and the angels sang with us, and their sweet voices were so perfect that for a moment I thought I was in heaven. O! such music there among the flowers and trees, by the hillside! Their sweet voices sang in harmony with the beautiful pale, golden moonlight. No sunlight was ever so beautiful as this to me! After the music had ceased we were all silent again. Prince Cresto's guardian angel spoke tonight. His name was Eno, and he came from Neptune. Eno was over six feet in height; he had large, soulful blue eyes, and light brown hair. His hair was heavy and wavy and seemed about two inches in length; it was parted on the left side, just as he used to wear it in earth-life.

"My dear brothers and sisters, I was the poor priest that laid the corner stone to your temple," he said. "I was killed in a war--religious war--against the Jews. We never think of war now, we know it is a sin to even think a wrong. We just love one another and are perfectly happy. In Neptune we teach all how to be happy. Our first duty there is to love one another and be happy. We have great, broad and massive temples there to worship the Lord and His Holy Angels in. On Sabbath we all pray and sing the same as you do here. There all practice just what they preach. In Neptune our sermons and prayers are very short and our songs very long. The hymns at first would remind you of a grand opera, only a great deal nicer. All their splendid sweet voices have been trained for years and years before they can sing in those wonderful temples. Even in Neptune we find talent is only the result of hard work. All learn to sing there sooner or later.

"In all the country towns there are many smaller temples where all sing lovely. It is at the capitol where these glorious songs are heard. All can go to hear them if they wish; church music is always free to all. Our church doors are never closed. It is selfish to close them. In many of the other stars we teach God is immortal and independent without us. God can destroy all that He has created, and live on forever and ever without us. Hence we should be grateful, prayerful, humble, and Christlike, and always happy in serving God. We should place great value on our physical bodies, for it is the temple of our souls. If our bodies are perfect, it is easy to get in perfect harmony with our Creator. Life should be all ecstacy! Life is beautiful on earth or any other planet. I enjoy life with all my soul--we all should.

"What a divine privilege of having the sweet pleasure of loving all humanity as our dear Saviour did. I know He loves us now more than ever. How beautiful to know He still loves us. As we love our Father He loves us. You and I know there is no death. I know I was once your priest; now I am your servant from another star. I only come back to help and serve. I will give you a few plans to lay up treasures in heaven, and give you greater happiness here. It is more beautiful to adopt children instead of dogs, cats, and monkeys. They can hunt their living in the woods, our dear little ones are helpless. Each little orphan has hundreds of good intelligent souls from heaven to guide it. Angels protect you a thousand fold as soon as you adopt a helpless child. Our Saviour said, 'Feed my sheep, if one little lamb is an outcast or lost on the rugged hillside, let the other ninety and nine run quickly to save it.' Here we fly quickly to save a lost soul. It is Christlike and generous to adopt a lame or blind child. Love is all there is in life. Universal love and education will make heaven on earth the same as it does in other stars. You need more schools. Your churches and halls should be used for free schools, day and night, and only used for religious services Saturday and Sunday. All should have a chance to be highly educated. I would not have been killed if the soldiers at that time had been highly educated; they enjoyed killing me by inches with their cruel swords. I thought death would never come. Lovely, intelligent angels took me home to peace and happiness. I never have suffered since and never will, for now I live in a land of immortal love and sunshine. I beg you earnestly to teach and preach love. All your parks should be used for kindergartens and rest. Let all children rest more, and study more, and swim more. Good night."

"Some god hath cast me forth upon this land, And O, what land? So thick is the sea mist."

The next morning Princess Kezia was up before sunrise. She dressed quickly so she would have time to pray all alone in the dear old temple before the others were up. On the way up the hill she accidentally met the doctor going in the same direction.

"Princess Kezia, I was just going to the temple to pray also."

"Doctor, how did you know I was going there?"

"I can read your thoughts, Kezia. Could you guess what my prayer could be?"

"No, Doctor, I am sorry that I am unable to read your thoughts."

"Come, and I will tell you on the way. I was going to pray that you would be my wife, all my very own, forever. Do you love me well enough to marry me within a month? I could not stand to have you leave me now. My darling, I loved you the first time I ever saw your sweet face. Dear, you are different from others, so fair and light. You are all love and sunshine. Most girls I know are dark and all alike, you are different. Have I the power to make you happy, dear? Will you marry me soon? I want to own you as quickly as possible. Answer me please?"

"Doctor, I love you dearly. It is so strange I loved you too the first time I ever saw you. I have been afraid some one would guess my secret. For fear some one would read my very heart I was going to pack up and leave for my home in Southern Egypt. My poor old parents live in Pibeseth, an old city of Bastel. My folks live a few miles from the city on a dear, lovely little farm, all fenced in. My mother is small and dark, and was, when a girl, very beautiful. My mother was a beautiful dark Indian princess. My father was a tall, light complexioned, Egyptian king. I look like my father."

"Yes, dear, but you haven't given me my answer yet?"

"Doctor, we will be married as soon as you say. So I will do all in my power to make you happy."

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