The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1863-04-02


imps sent from the bottomless pit to
bring me to judgment Placing them
selves around and under my body, we
descended rapidly towards Hades.
Soon we found ourselves landed on a
barren rock in the most desolate place
possible for you to imagine. Stepping
round to one angle, it disclosed to my
view wide entrance and all around it
grew the most beautiful flowers, and
seemed to hear the most beautiful
sounds imaginable. One Of my guards
here spoke to me and said, "Child Of
mortality follow - He led the way
and followed closely. II was not
long before the beauty Of the entrance
passed away and all became dark,
dreary and desolate. Travelling what
seemed to me a great distance, we at
last came to a greatiron door; the nails
upon which seemed to sparkle and
blaze with some intense heat within.
Here sat an elderly imp as door-keeper
and by his side was very large book,
in which were written in letters of FIRE
the names all the damned who preceded
me. "Child of SIM" spoke the old man,
"who art thou ?" aud I answered ever.
lily my brain reels and ! know not.n
"Child of sin, tell me by what name
thou vast known on earth ?' aud an
swered, Jefferson Davis" No sooner
had l uttered this name, than the imps,
with horrible, never to be forgotten
screech, sprang TO distant corner, and
stood staring with cleaning eyebalIs,
that seemed TO loathe me with q most
tremendous ,loathing. / tried to ap-
proach them, but they would not per-
nit it, seeming fearful of any contact
with me. Horror stricken aud amazed
at this conduct of those thought
would be my friends, / returned to the
door which ! now found open. Nc
sooner had | entered than the door
closed with heavy sound, and ! heard
rolling and rolling in the distance my
name, as / was thus introduced in the
society of the damned. Onward and
onward found myself travelling; and
ever and anon, as / passed by some
poor wretch whiting in all the misery
of the lost, ] would turn my eyes to
catch one look of sympathy, one glance
of commiseration for my fate, but in
vain. All seemed to look upon ms
with a dreadful horror, and pointing
their burnt fingers of scorn as l passed
whispered to each other, "Hell is dis
graced He'll is disgraced!" !" Hurry
ing faster on, l at last found myself be-
fore an open door, printed overhead in
letters of fire the words, "Enter and re-
ceive thy doom!" entered, and there
in, middle of large apartment wat
raised throne of living fire, and upor
it sat the most awful being ever be
held. On his head was a crown o
living scorpions and around his necl
and coiled in his bosom was the deadl,
rattlesnake. had but short time {,
look when, in a voice of thunder, h
said to me, "Who art thou 2" An,
through the long arches, through which
| had passed, came the answer "Jef
ferson Davis, Jefferson Davis He'll j
disgraced, cast him out" Transfixe.
with horror, the Devil seemed to gaz'
upon me, and in voice of awful deptl
and hardness, said to me: jefferson
Davis, once upon time, who sit her,
Jailor Of the damned, ambitious to b
something greater than the creates,
; rebelled aud was cast forth, and thi
sentence was passed npon me: To sim
down to He'll, and have domain over al
the iniquity of the world, until great
er than l should be released and m
dominion given to him. Jefferson Da
Wis, long have l waited, long have
tempted, but in vain, until today 70
appeared before me loaded down wit
crime that even / shudder to see i
you. Jefferson Davis" said he, rising
! .take my seat and crown" As he N
tered those awful words my bloc
seemed to freeze in my veins, aud th
most horrid wall of agony rose frol
> the myriad of the damned, and with
+, shout awoke, trembling in every liml
5 cold perspiration all over me, an
broad daylight streaming IN throug
+ my windows. The scene seemed s
: real, and my doom so prophetic, tha
r it preyed me like canker, and ! nm
myself unable to cast it of. - e
Davis here ceased speaking, and the
u both rose aud unlocked the door an
y came out, and as they passed caught
: glimpse Of them, and never, till the de
{ of my death. shall | forget the haggar'
n care worn faces Of those two traitors