ÒSon of the Republic, the
end of a century cometh; look and learn.Ó At this, the dark shadowy angel turned
his face southward, and from Africa I saw an
ill-omened spectre approaching our land. It flitted slowly and heavily over
every village, town, and city of the
latter; the inhabitants of which presently set
themselves in battle array, one against the other. As I continued looking, I
saw a bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of
light, on which was traced the word UNION, bearing an American flag, which he placed between the
divided nation, and said: ÒRemember, ye are
brethren.Ó Instantly, the inhabitants,
casting down their weapons, became friends once more, and united around the national standard. And again I heard the mysterious voice, saying: ÒSon of the
Republic, the second peril has passed; look
and learn.Ó