Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1862-01-16

"fGeneral McCiellat, taho Jo''' 'P' ~
,ote what you behold. larry not; your
time is short
II started, and glancing at tho unearthiy
sneaker. saw him extend bis arm and point
Southwardly.
"Sti!l saw no features.
Smoothing out the largest and most ac-
curats one of my maps, seized pencil, and
once moro bent my gaze out ever the ''v-
ing map.
GAS looked this time, a cold, thrilling
chill ran over me, and the huge, rough iclcle
again began its saving motion through my
heart. For, as, pencil in hand l compared
the map before me with the Hrtng map,
saw masses of the eAemy's forces bsi' g hur-
ried to certain points so as to thwaft move |
ments that, within day or two, intended
to make at those identical points; while on
two particular approaches to Washington
bebed heavy columns of the foe pested for
a concentrated attack, that instantly saw
must succeed in its object unless speedily
prevented.
'Treachery treachery T cried I, in des-
pair. And, as before my blood seemed to
stop in its channels for joy, it now did so for
fear. Ruin and defeat seemed to stare me in
the face. At this dreadful moment that same
slow, solemn voice struck once more upon
my ears, saying:
"'Gsnsral Mcclellan, you have been be-
trayed | and, had not God willed otherwise
ere the SUE of tomorrow had set, the Con-
federate flag would have 6oatsd above the
Capital and your own grave. But note what
YOU see. Your time is short larry notl
ERE the words had left the lips of my
vapory mentor, my pencil was flying with
the speed of thought, transferring to the map
before me all that l saw upon the hring
man. Some mysterious and unearthly infu-
ence was upon mo, and l noted and re-
corded the minutest point l beheld without
the slightest effort, delay or mistake.
"At last the task was done, and my pen
Gil dropped from my fingers.
"For awhile previous to this, however.
had become conscious that there was shin
ing of light on my left, that steadily in.
| creased until the moment ceased my task
. when it became in an instant more irtens
3 than the monday sun.
B "Quckly raised my eyes, and never
! were l to live forever, should for.et wha
l saw Tho dim, shado~y figure was n
I longer a dim, shadowv figure. but the. gle
: ri6ed and refulgent Spirit Of Washington
the Father of his Country, and no'o secont
, time its Sapior.
l "My friend, it would be utterly useless 70
0 me t., attempt to describe the mighty, re
| turned spirit. can only say that Washing
! ton, as beheld him in my dream, or trance
: as you may choose to term it, was the mos
s God-like being could have ever conceivs
$ Of
u "Like weak, dazzlcd bird, / sat gain
at the heavenly vision. From the sweet an
silent repose of Mount Vernon our Wash
}. ington had risen, to once more encircle an
D raise up, with his saving arm, our faller
e bleeding country.
o GAS l continued looking, an expressio
If of sublime benignity came gently upon h
q. vsage, and for the last time, heard thu
;. slow, solemn voice, saying to me somethin
n like this:
e "'Genersl NJ Clellan while yet in the flesl
d I beheld tho birth Of the American Repul
d lie. 1t was, indeed, hard and bloody on
= but Gods blessing was upon the nation, an
It therefore, through this, her FIRST aREA
p srnUGGLE for existence, he sustained her, an
] with His mighty hand brought her out II
a umphsnty.
+ "'A century has not passed sin ce then, ar
yet the Child Republic has taken her possio
.e peer with nations whose page OF histo'
y extends for ages into the past. She h'
g. since those dark days by the favor OF Go
greatly prospered. And now. by very re
, son of this prosperity, she has been broug
to her SECOND GREAT STRUGGLE. This is
m far the most perilous ordeal she has to Q
. dure. Passing, as she is, from childhood
opening maturity, she is called on to accoi
,s plish that vast result, Se!f-conqucst, to lea
20 that important lesson. Ss!f-contro', ss!f-ru
40 that in the future. will place her in the "
70 of power and civilization. 1t is here that
w nations have hitherto failed and she, too,t
ir Republic of the earth, had not God will
70 otherwise, would, by to-morrow's suns
IN have been a broken hoap Of stones cast
w over the final grave Of human liberty.
rt "'But her cries have come up out of
A. borders like sweet incense unto Heaven, a
AZ she will be saved. Thus shall peace on
r. more come upon her, and prosperity bill
with joy, But her mission will not then
r. vet finished, for, ere another century sh
or have gone by, the oppressors OF the wh'
At earth, hating and envyins her exaitatle
~ shall Join themselves together, and raise
Va their hands against her.
II ".But if she still be found worthy OF
W, high calling, they shall surely be discomtt
nv and then will be ended her THIRD AND La
dv GREAT STRUGGLE for existence!
X. ".Thenceforth shall the Republic 50