The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1862-05-01

anu note what you behold. Tarry not
your time is short"
III started, and gIoncing at the I'M
earthly speaker, saw him extend hi
arms and point Southwardly.
still saw no features.
Smoothing odt the largest and mos
accurate one of my maps, ! seized a
pencil, and once more bent my gaze out
over the living map.
As looked this time cold, thrill.
mgschill ran over me, sesa atde huge
rough icicle again began its saving
motion thro' my heart. For, as pencil
in hand, I compared the map before me
with the living map, I saw masses of the
enemy's forces being hurried to certain
points so as to thwart a movement that
within day or two, intended to make
at those identical points; while on two
particular approaches to Washington I
beheld heavy columns of the foe post.
ed for a concentrated attack, that I in
stantly saw must succeed in its object,
unless speedily prevented
"Troachery! treacheryl" cried [, in
despair. And as before, ny blood SEEM
ed to stop in its channels for JOY, it
now did so for fear Ruin and defeat
sec ned to stare me in the face. At this
dreadful moment that same slow, sol
emn voice struck once more upon my
ears saying:
"Generall Mcclellan, you have been
betrayed and, had not God willed 9th
wise, ere the sun of tomorrow had set,
the Confederate flag would have foated
above the Capitol and your grave. But
note what you see. Your time is short!
Tarry notl"
"Ere the words had left the lips of
my vapor Mentor, my pencil was fying
with the speed of thought, transferring Q
to the map before me all that I saw up.
on the living map. Some mysterious
and unearthly influence was upon me,
and noted and recorded the minutest
point | beheld without the slightest eff.
ort, delay, or mistake.
cat last the task was done, and my
pencil dropped from my fingers.
"FOr while previous to this, howev
er, had become conscious that there
was a shining of light on my left, that
steadily increased until the moment
ceased my task, when it became in an
instant more intense than the MONDAY
sun.
Quickly raised my eyes, and new
or, should live forever, shall [ forget
what | saw. The dim, shadow figure,
but the glorifed and refulgent Shirt of
Washington, the Father of his Countyv,
and second time us iSaUior.
only friend, it would be utterly use.
less for me to attempt to describe the
mighty returned spirit. I can only say
that Washington, as I beheld him in
my dream or trance, as you choose to
term it, was the most God-like being [
could ever conceive of.
"Like weak, dazzled bird, I sat gaz.
ing at the heavenly vision. From the
sweet and silent repose of Mount Yer
non our Washington had risen, to once
more encircle and raise up with his saw.
ing arm our fallen, bleeding country.
GAS | continued looking, an expires
sion ofsublime benignity came gently
upon the visage, and, for the last time
heard this slow, solemn voice, saying
to me something like this
"Gen, Mcclellan, while vet in the
flesh, I beheld the birth of the Ameri
can Republic. 1t was, indeed, hard
and bloody one, but Gods blessing was
upon the nation, and therefore, through
this her first great struggle for exist
ence, he sustained her, and with his
mighty hand brought her out trium.
phantly.
ga century has not passed since then,
and yet the Child Republic has taken
her position, peer with nations whose
pages of history extend into the past
She has since those dark days, by the ia
vor of God, greatly prospered. And
now, by very reason of this prosperity
has she been brought to this second
great struggle. This is by far the most
perilous ordeal she las to endure. .
Passing as she is, from childhood to
open maturity, she is called on to ac.
complish that vast result Self.con
quest, to learn that important lesson,
Solfrule, that in the fu-
ture, will place her in the van of power
and civilization. tits here that all ma
tious have hitherto failed, and she too,
tho great Republic of the earth, had
not God willed otherwise, would by to-
morrow's sunset, have been a broken
heap of stones scattered over the final
grave of human liberty.
"But her cries have come up out of
her borders like sweet incense unto
heaven, and she will be saved. Thus
shall peace come upon her, and pros
perity fill her with joy. But hOr mis-
sion will not then be yet finished, for,
ere another century shall have gone by,
the oppressors of the whole earth, ha-
ting aud epvying her exaltation, shall
join themselves together and raise up
their hands against her.
"But if she still be found worthy Of
her high calling, they shall surely be
discomfitted, and then will be ended her
third and Last Great struggle for exist
ence,
"Thenceforh shall the Republic go on
increasing in goodness and power, until
her borders shall end only in the remot.
est corners ofthe earth, aud the world
shall, beneath her shadowing wings, be-
come Universal Republic, Let her,
in her prosperity, however, remember
the Lord, her God; let her trust he al.
ways in Him, and she shall never be con.
founded"
"The heavenly visitant ceased speak,
ing aud, as | still continued gazing up