Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-04-12

the house, and as soon as it came in sister 8
sight, she sunk into the chair from which she
had risen and exclaimed: He will never leave
the White House alive. I heard pistol shot
and saw the blood running from his head, and
his coffin In the carriage with him." On the
morning OF the memorable night when this
ofhce of one of the prominent daily papers of
Cincinnati, when she said to the people with
whom she was conversing, "Your paper, in the
morning, will contain the telegrapbic news of
drape itself in mourning"
s,ss
Visions Of Marching Armies.
FOR years before the War of the Rebellion, 1
frequently saw armies marching in the
air: heard roar OF cannon and rattle of mus
kerry. and the negroes fleeing before them.
And the same was true of my sister and myself
before the Franco-Prussian war. One day, dur
ing the progress of the latter war. sister was at
Commodore Vanderbilts to see about some
stock operations which might be influenced by
these results, when she saw clairvoyantly, and
so told the Commodore, that Louis Napoleon
by this war was going to lose his crown, his en-
pire, and his life." During our early occupancy
of the house at II Great Jones street, New
York City and in one of our private seances,
which we held every night, saw the streets
filled with people marching as II a mob were
in progress. As the mass carrying red flag
came in front of the house. they were about to
come in collision with others who were prepar-
ing to oppose them.
At this juncture I saw myself seize a flag
and rush to the head of the advancing column,
and by what did and said caused the collision
to be avoided. From this vision expected that
SUCH an occurrence. or something of which 1t
was prophetic, would occur while we should
still occupy that house. for the mob turned
passed the very house. AS nothing of the kind
mad happened when we removed from it, the
vision and its effects upon me left. But this
was the way in which it was verified.
A Massacre Averisd.
TT has been often W ondered how we should
have taken an active part in the inter-
national movement in this country. For the
first time now explain. When this movement
was most active in New York, we were directed
to organize section for special reason. We
did so. The excitement and alarm that the
proposed procession in honor of Rossel, the
Communistic victim of the French Govern
ment, caused not only in New York. but else
where in the country, will be well remembered.
Just before these were at sheir height / was
awakened one night and asked if l were willing
to do disagreeable thing for the purpose of
averting great calamity. replied was. The
voice then said that unless sister and were to
march at the head Of that procession there
would be a riot OF the most fearful character,
which would spread to and rouse the laboring
masses OF the city, who would fall upon and
mu der the rich and burn and destroy their
property.
money to the the procession fund.- SO as to
fuencs on the people. and to let it be known
that we should march with the column, and
that, If we would do so. they would be RESPONSE
BILE for the result. We obeyed instructions
literally. No disturbances occurred. although
almost all of those who took part in the process
sion expected to be attacked, and the police
had been disarmed so as not to take part in
anything that might occur. At dozen corners
Of the streets there were indications that we
were to be attacked, but sister and l marched
in the very advance, boldly carrying the red
hag OF the Commune, and no attack was made.
presence at the head of the procession that
saved it from being massacred.
The Vision Verified.
RUT now for the verifcation of the vision.
The procession for med in Third avenue
near Cooper Institute, with the intention of
passing down the Bowery as far as Blocker
street, and by that street to Broadway. As the
head of the column moved down the Bowery,
just below Great Jones street, a runaway team
had upset a wagon and badly injured some Of
its occupan is. A great crowd of people ran to
see it, blocking the street so that the procession
could not move on The marshals. seeing that
we should have to come to halt, turned the
head Of the column into Great Jones street.
AS we passed No. IL, the vision flashed upon
my mind. I turned to my sister and said:
This is the verifcation of my vision of four
years ago."
am as satisfied as that live that our pres
ence among the 1nternattonalisrs during the
excitement caused by the Franco-Prussian war
averted recurrence of the scenes of '93 In
this country. Although that connection was
the beginning OF our financial ruin (as those
vvh xvarn II q mt ar,6
why we should connect ourselves with the
parties of whom that movement was made up)
we never faltered In our allegiance to the spirits
whom we served, but literally obeyed their
every command. And I am just as satisfied
that by our having become Internationals and
marching at the head of that procession we
saved it from massacre and the city from de-
struction.
What is the Human SouIs
JMMEpIATELY afterward the Voice said that
our work IN that direction was finished, and
that if what we mad done had occurred in Paris
during the Revolution the National Convention
would have passed resolution declaring that
we deserved well of our country" as that
convention was in the habit of doing for those
who served it faithfully. When the necessity
for our presence in that movement as indicated
by what have said, ceased, we passed out of it
and became as though we had never been con-
nected with it.
l feel in myself, says Victor Hugo. the future
life. am like forest which has been more
than once cut down. The new shoots are
stronger and livelIer than ever; am rising 1
know, toward the sky. The sunshine is on my
head. The earth gives me its generous sap, but
heaven lights me with the reflection of un-
known worlds. You say the soul is nothing but
the resultant of bodily powers. Why, then, is
my soul the more luminous when my bodily
powers begin to fail? Winter is on my head
and eternal spring is in my heart. There I
breathe at this hour the fragrance of the
llacs, the violets and the roses, as at 20 years.
The End Drawing Near.
THE nearer approach the end. the palmer
hear around me the immortal symphonies
of the worlds which invite me- 1t is marvellous,
half a century have been writing my thoughts
in prose and verse; history. philosophy, drama,
romance, tradition. satire, ode and song-I have
sandtk part of what is in me. When go down
to the grave I can say, like so many others, II
have finished my days work." but l cannot
say, II have finished my life." My days work
will begin the next morning The tomb is not
a blind alley; it is thoroughfare. 1t closes on
the twilight to open with the dawn.
improve every hour, because love this
world as my fatherland and because the truth
compels me as it compelled Voltaire, that hu-
man divinity. My work is only beginning.
Ny monument is hardly above its foundation.
I would be glad TO see 1t mounting and mount
ing for ever. The thirst for the infinite proves
infinity.
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