The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1894-03-29

down on Us months ago, it has taken all
my time aud my best efforts to pay the
butcher, baker and grocer; and haven't
always succeeded either. The tobscconist
and wine merchant have had to be let
severely alone. have even had to deny
myself whisky-thst refuge OF the desti-
tute. Planning much and much contriv.
Ing how rent, and shoes. and washing
were to be paid for, bad brought me to
what must have been an approximation
to the required condition. At least 90
suppose. Anyhow, I was in my office
three days ago and. as 1t was getting too
dark to write, was leaning back in my
chair, feeling rather blue.
"You know how. when you stare at an
object, your thoughts being elsewhere, q
film seems to fall over your eyes, and you
see everything In a vague, indistinct way.
Much, imagine, as the recovering blind
man in the Bible saw men as trees, walk
ing
"Well, was looking past the present
into the future, in that sort OF condition,
when q curious, relaxed feeling overcame
me. I felt as though we're about to
faint, or die. And yet, I bad sense that
1t was all right; and was conscious Of q
strange, wonderful, but most peaceful
anticipation Of something, I knew not
what, that was coming to me.
II did not shut my eyes. The sight
seemed to leave them-and I waited-the
feeling have tried to describe growing
on me.
Gradually the appearance OF woman
came before me, saw nothing but her
no background, no surroundings only
her.
II cannot describe it; but the figure
seemed to gain consistency and clesrness,
till knew her-my old time friend the
lady whose spirit had sent me the message
that day at the hotel.
81 can't recall how she was dressed. l
don't suppose noticed. Isaw only her
face-much as had known it-a little
older perhaps, and 80 strangely sweet,
with the shadow OF another world ia It.
"a feeling Of unspeaksble solemnity.
peace and glsdness pervaded me; end
gazed at her and listened when she spoke
TO me in voice my spirit heard. The
old voice. yet changed, as her face was.
with the grand, sweet, indescribable tone
of another world.
81 don't remember that spoke much,
II at all, to her. only wanted to listen
-listen-listen forever. What she said
affected ourselves alone.
Zone thing, however, was the inspira-
ton Of the statement made and which
you all considered 80 strange. She told
me to stay in Yakima, and, somehow,
made me see the city as it would very
soon be. cant tell you exactly how
saw it. Perhaps one OF those draftsmen's
plans, which show as II taken from
height above the object, explains the way
the town appeared, as we'll as can do it.
UNLESS I had recognized the surround
ings, could hardly have told that it was
Yakima. 1t seemed like a city OF thirty
thousand people; and picture OF peace
and plenty.
Zone impression ever present to my
mind, during the ineffable interview. was
that Of the absolute truth Of everything
saw and heard. l must have asked her
IL she was present at the hotel; or, per-
haps land think that this is more likely,
she heard my questions before they were
for she told me she had been
there, but could not reach me.
81 wish it we're possible to explain in
language the inexpressible nature Of the
way in which the fair and gentle spirit
uttered what understood from her.
There was an all-pervading atmos-
phere Of clear, white, truthfulness, and
other-world grandeur about her and all
that she said, which impaired beauty,
power, and significance Of which you can
have no conception.
II remember her last words, as she
faded from my consciousness, were: 4
shall come again, II you let me. You will
be careful, for my sake, not to hinder me.
All won't you? Meantime land un-
derstood the counsel to be not for myself
alone, but also for my friends any real
estate business You may have to do, do
with William Ker. He is instructed, and
will advise you safely
"And so she passed" .s.