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