The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-01-01
GENERAL M'CLELLAN'S DREAM
AS DESCRIBED BY HIMSELF IN
NEWSPAPER OF So YEARS AGO

or two / intended to make at those
Identical points; while on two par
ticular approaches to Washington
beheld heavy columns posted for a
concentrated attack that l instantly
saw must succeed in it's object unless
speedily prevented. "Treachery!"
cried I in despair. And as before my
bloodj seemed to stop in it's 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 on my ear saying: General
Mcclellan, you have been betrayed!
And had not God willed otherwise
ere the sun of tomorrow had set, the
Confederate flag would have waved
above the Capitol and your owl grave.
But note what you see. Your time
is short. larry not,''
Ere the words had left the lips of
my vapory mentor, my pencil was fly
ing with the speed of Thought, trans
ferring to the map before me, all that
1 saw upon the living map. Some
mysterious and unearthly influence
was upon me, and noted and record
ed the minutest point [ beheld with
out the slightest effort, delay or mis-
my pencil dropped from my fingers.
For while previous to this, however,
had become conscious that there was
shining of light on my left that
steadily increased, until the moment
I ceased my task it became in IN in
slant more intense, than the MONDAY
sun. Quickly | raised my eyes and
never, were I to live forever, will
forget what I saw. The dim, shadowy
figure was no longer a dim shadowy
figure, but the glorifed and refulgent
spirit of Washington, the Father of
his country and now a second time,
its savior My friend, it would be ut
terly useless for me to attempt to
describe the mighty, returned spirit.
I can only say that Washington. as
beheld him in my dream, as you may
choose to term it was the most God
like being 1 could have conceived Of
Like a weak, dazzled bird, I sat gaz-
ing at the heavenly vision. From the
sweet and silent repose Of Mount
Vernon our Washington had risen to
once more encirele and raise up with
his saving arm our fallen, bleeding
country. AS I continued looking, an
expression of sublime benignity came
gently upon his visage and for the
last time I heard that slow and
solemn voice saying to me something
like this: General Mcclellan, while
yet in the flesh I beheld the birth Of
the American Republic. 1t was in
deed a hard and bloody one, but Gods
blessing was upon the Nation and
therefore, through this her first great
struggle for existence. He sustained
her and with His mighty hand
brought her out trimuphantly. A
century has not passed since then.
And yet the Child Republic has taken
her position of peer with nations
whose page of history extends for
ages into the past. She has, since
those dark days. by the favor of God
greatly prospered. And now, by very
reason of this prosperity has she been
brought to her second great struggle.
This is by far the most perilous or
deal she has to endure; passing as she
Is from childhood to opening matur-
ity she is called on to accomplish that
vast result-self-conqu to lee N
that important lesson, self-control,
self-rule, that in the future will place
her in the van of power and civiliza-
ton. It is here that all nations have
hitherto failed, and she too the Re-
IL, l.
ed otherwise, would by to-morrow's
sunset, have been a broken heap of
stones, cast up over the grave of hu-
man liberty. But her cries have come
UP out of her borders, like sweet in
cense unto Heaven, and she will be
saved. Thus shall peace once more
come upon her, and prosperity fill her
with joy. But her mission will not
then be yet finished for ere another
century shall have gone by. the op-
pressors Of the whole earth, hating
and envying her exultation, shall join
themselves together, and raiseup their
hands against her. But if she still be
found worthy of her high calling, they
shall surely be discounted and then
will be ended her third and last great
struggle for existence! Thenceforth
shall the Republic go on, increasing
in goodness and power, until her Dor
ders shall end only in the remotest
corners Of the earth and the whole
earth shall beneath her shadowing
wing become universal Republic
Let her in her prosperity, however
remember the Lord her God; her trust
be always in Him. and she shall never
be COMPOUNDED.
The heavenly visitant ceased speak
ing, and as I still continued gazing
upon him. drew near to me, and rails
ed and spread out his hands above
me. No sound now came from his
lips, but I felt a strange influence
coming over me. reclined my head
forward to receive the blessing. the
baptism of Washington. The follow
ing instant a peal Of thunder rolled
in upon my ears and I awoke The
vision had departed and I was again
sitting in my apartment with every
thing exactly as it was before I fell
asleep with one exception.
The map on which I had dreamed
1 had been marking, was literally
covered with a network Of pencil
marks, signs and figures I rose to
my feet and rubbed my eyes and took
q turn or two around the room to con-
vince myself that I was really awake
7 again seated myself but the pencil
lings were as plain as ever, and I had
before me as complete a map and re-
pository of information as though I
had spent years in gathering and re-
cording it's details. My mind now be-
came confused with the strange and
ideas and thoughts that
crowded themselves into it and I in
sank down upon my knees
to seek wisdom and guidance from on
high. AS I arose refreshed in spirit,
that same solemn voice seemed to say
to me from an Infinite distance,
3'Your time is short! larry mott" In
an instant thought became clear and
active. Fastening out couriers, with
orders tO have executed cartain man