The last time I ever saw Anthony Sherman was on the fourth of
July, 1859, in Independence Square. He was then 99 years old, becoming very
feeble. But though so old, his dimming eyes rekindled as he gazed upon
Independence Hall, which he had come to visit once more. 'Let's go into
the hall,' he said. 'I want to tell you of an incident of Washington's life --
one which no one alive knows of except myself; and if you live, you will before
long see it verified. Mark the prediction, you will see it verified.
'From the opening of the
Revolution we experienced all phases of fortune, now good and now ill, one time
victorious and another conquered. The darkest period we had, I think, was
when Washington after several reverses, retreated to Valley Forge, where he
resolved to pass the winter of 1777. I have often seen the tears coursing
down our dear commander's careworn cheeks, as he would be conversing with an
officer about the condition of his poor soldiers. You have doubtless heard the
story of Washington's going into the thicket to pray. Well, it was not only
true, but he used to pray often in secret for aid and comfort. And God brought
us safely through the darkest days of tribulation.
'One day, I remember it
well, the chilly winds whistled through the leafless trees, though the sky was
cloudless and the sun shone brightly. He remained in his quarters nearly
all the afternoon, alone. When he came out, I noticed that his face was a shade
paler than usual, and there seemed to be something on his mind of more than
ordinary importance. Returning just after dusk, he dispatched an orderly
to the quarters of an officer, who was presently in attendance. After a
preliminary conversation of about half an hour, Washington, gazing upon his with
that strange look of dignity which he alone could command, said to the latter:
'I do not know whether
it is owing to the anxiety of my mind, or what, but this afternoon, as I was
sitting at this table engaged in preparing dispatch, something in the apartment
seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing opposite me a singularly
beautiful being. Astonished was I, for I had given strict orders not to be
disturbed, that it was some moments before I found language to inquire the cause
of the visit. A second, a third, and even a fourth time did I repeat the
question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a slight
raising of the eyes.
'But this time I felt
strange sensations spreading over me. I would have risen but the riveted gaze of
the being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to speak,
but my tongue had become useless, as if paralyzed. A new influence, mysterious,
potent, irresistible, took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze
steadily, vacantly at my unknown visitor.
'Gradually the
surrounding atmosphere seemed to fill with sensations, and grew luminous.
Everything about me seemed to rarefy, the mysterious visitor also becoming more
airy and yet more distinct to my eyes than before. I began to feel as one dying,
or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes imagined accompany
death. I did not think, I did not reason, I did not move. All were alike
impossible. I was only conscious of gazing fixedly, vacantly at my companion.
'Presently I heard a
voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn,' while at the same time my
visitor extended an arm EASTWARD. I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some
distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a
strange scene. Before me lay, spread out in one vast plain, all the countries of
the world -- Europe, Asia, Africa and America. I saw rolling and tossing between
Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay
the Pacific. 'Son of the Republic,' said the same mysterious voice as before,
'Look and learn.'
'At that moment I beheld
a dark, shadowy being, like an angel, standing, or rather floating in midair,
BETWEEN EUROPE AMERICA. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each
hand, he sprinkled some UPON AMERICA with his right hand, while with his left he
cast some OVER EUROPE. Immediately a cloud arose FROM THESE COUNTRIES, and
joined in mid-ocean. For a while it seemed stationary, and then it moved
slowly WESTWARD, until it ENVELOPED AMERICA in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of
lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and
cries of the American people.
'A second time the angel
dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was
then DRAWN BACK to the ocean, in whose heavy billows it sank from view.
'A third time I heard
the mysterious visitor saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn.' I cast my
eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities SPRINGING UP ONE
AFTER ANOTHER UNTIL THE WHOLE LAND FROM THE ATLANTIC TO THE PACIFIC WAS
DOTTED WITH THEM. Again, I heard the mysterious voice say, 'Son of the Republic,
the END OF THE CENTURY cometh, look and listen.'
'And this time the dark
shadowy angel turned his face SOUTHWARD. From AFRICA, I saw an ill-omened
specter approach our land. It flitted slowly and heavily over EVERY town and
city of the latter. The inhabitants presently set themselves in BATTLE ARRAY
AGAINST EACH OTHER. As I continued looking I saw a bright angel on whose brow
rested a crown of light, on which was traced the word 'UNION.' He was bearing
the American flag. He placed the flag between the DIVIDED NATION and said,
'Remember, ye are BRETHREN.' Instantly, the inhabitants, casting down
their weapons, became friends once more and UNITED around the National Standard.
'Again I heard the
mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic, look and learn.' At this the
dark, shadowy angel placed a TRUMPET to his mouth, and blew three distinct
blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia and
Africa.
'Then my eyes beheld a
fearful scene. From each of these continents arose thick black clouds that were
soon joined into one. And through this mass there gleamed a DARK RED LIGHT by
which I saw HORDES OF ARMED MEN. These men, moving with the cloud, MARCHED BY
LAND AND SAILED BY SEA TO AMERICA, which country was enveloped in the volume of
the cloud. And I dimly saw these VAST ARMIES DEVASTATE THE WHOLE COUNTRY and
burn the villages, towns and cities which I had seen springing up.
'As my ears listened to
the thundering of the cannon, clashing of sounds and the shouts and cries of
MILLIONS in mortal combat, I again heard the mysterious voice saying, "Son of
the Republic, look and learn." When this voice had ceased, the dark shadowy
angel placed his TRUMPET once more to his mouth, and blew a long and fearful
blast.
'Instantly a LIGHT AS OF
A THOUSAND SUNS shone down from above me, and pierced and broke into fragments
the dark cloud which enveloped America. At the same moment the angel
upon whose head still shone the word 'Union,' and who bore our national flag in
one hand and a SWORD in the other, DESCENDED FROM THE HEAVENS ATTENDED BY
LEGIONS OF WHITE SPIRITS. These immediately joined the inhabitants of
America, who I perceived were WELL-NIGH OVERCOME, but who immediately taking
courage again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle.
'Again, amid the fearful
noise of the conflict I heard the mysterious voice saying, 'Son of the Republic,
look and learn.' As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped
water from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud
rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of
the land victorious. Then once more, I beheld the villages, towns and
cities SPRINGING UP where I had seen them before, while the BRIGHT ANGEL,
planting the azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a
loud voice: 'While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon
the earth, SO LONG SHALL THE UNION LAST.' And taking from his brow the CROWN on
which blazoned the word 'Union,' he placed it upon the standard while the people
KNEELING DOWN said, 'Amen.'
'The scene instantly
began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing but the rising, curling
vapor I at first beheld. This also disappeared, and I found myself once more
gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who in the same voice I had heard before,
said, 'Son of the Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted. THREE GREAT
PERILS will come upon the Republic. THE MOST FEARFUL FOR HER IS THE THIRD. But
the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the
Republic LEARN TO LIVE FOR HIS GOD, his land and Union.' With these words the
vision vanished, and I started from my seat and felt that I had seen a vision
wherein had been shown me the birth, the progress, and the destiny of the United
States.
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