The Harrison times., 1917-03-24

ne seeHeu at loss lOr SUBJECT
she asked: Don't you have any
visions of a political nature, or
prophecies on a large interna-
tional scale?". and it gave him an
idea.
The countess's account of the
remarkable prophecy follows:
Replying to my suggestion of SUBJ
ject Count Tolstoy said:
There is something which has
haunted me for the last two years. |
don't know how to explain the nature
Of 1t to you. | cannot call it a dream,
because l have seen it often while
have been sitting at my writing table.
On other occasions it has appeared to
me at twilight, before my dinner hour
| am not believer in ghosts, nor in
the spiritualistic explanation of phe-
nomena; but l admit that / cannot
account for this mysterious affair.
rs it vision?" interrupted.
Something of that order, but very
clear. So clear that could draw a dis
tinct picture of all that transpired.
Furthermore, | can call up the vision
at will. | am almost sure | could do
it while you are here. The only diff
Guilty is that | am not able to write
anything during the time of the man
Hesitation. My hands are absolutely
paralyzed."
81 shall be happy to write down
what you dictate" l urged.
Very good. That settles the mat
ter" he replied. 81 shall try for some
thing Immediately. There on the
table are pencil and paper. Or use a
pen-whatever you want
In a few minutes | was waiting for
the great moment, pencil and paper in
hand. Ny aged host, leaning back in
his chair, covered his eyes with his
hands and relapsed into an apparently
comatose condition.
For ten minutes he remained abso-
lutely motionless. Then, Strengthening
up like one in a trance, he began in a
1our opd bollou, .uoioa,
This is a revelation of events of a
universal character which must short
ly come to pass. Their spiritual out
lines are now before my eyes. | see
floating upon the surface of the sea Of
human fate the huge silhouette of a
nude woman. She is-with her beauty,
poise, her smile, her jewels-a super
Venus. Nations rush madly after her,
pecially But she, like an eternal
courtesan, flirts with all. In her hair
ornaments, of diamonds and rubies, is
engraved her name, 'Commercialism.
AS alluring and bewitching as she
seems, much destruction and agony
follow in her wake. Her breath, reek-
ing of sordid transactions, her voice Of
metallic character like gold, and her
look of greed are so much poison to
the nations who fall victims to her
charms.
And, behold, she has three gigantic
arms with three torches of universal
corruption in her hands. The first
torch represents the flame of war,
that the beautiful courtesan carries
from city to city and country to coun.
try Patriotism answers with flashes
of honest flame, but the end is a roar
OF guns and of muskets.
"The second torch bears the flame
Of bigotry and hypocrisy. 1t lights the
lamps only in temples and on the al
tars OF sacred institutions. 1t carries
the seed of falsity and fanaticism. 1t
kindes the minds that are still in
cradles and follows them to their
graves.
"The third torch is that of the law,
that dangerous foundation of all un-
authentic traditions, which first does
its fatal work in the family, then
sweeps through the larger world of
literature art and craftsmanship.
"The great conflagration will start
about 1912, set by the torch Of the first
arm in the countries Of Southeastern
Europe. 1t will develop into q destruc.
ton and calamity in 1918, In that
year see all Europe in flames and
bleeding, hear the lamentations of
huge battle fields.
But about the year 1916 the strange
figure from the north--a new Napo.
leon-enters the stage of the bloody
drama He IL a man Of little militar.
istic training, a writer or a journalist,
but In his grip most OF Europe will
remain until 1925.
"The end of the great calamity will
mark a new political era for the Old
World. There will be left no empires
or kingdoms, but the world will form
q federation OF the United States of