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occasioned by their wings, which were constantly in mo-
tion. There were myriads upon myriads of these
winged angels; the very heavens were covered with
them. I observed between me and this great rock, a
river, part of which was as black as jet, and the rest as
yellow as gold. It flowed gracefully along the edge of

the beautiful green, near the rock. Isaw two men
plunge into its bosom, and swim. As soon as they

reached the spot where the water was black, their
clothes fell off of them, and were carried away by the
current; while they themselves reached the shore on

the opposite side. They now assumed forms too glo-
rious for tongue or pen to describe; even imagination

must fail here. They now seemed to rise up out of the
river ; and as they stood upon its bed, with their long
white wings majestically expanded and dripping, they
clapped their hands and exclaimed, “Glory to God in
the highest; glory and honor to Jesus.” They now
stepped out of the stream, walked side by side, and
ascended to their seats midway up the rock! While
they were ascending, the entire multitude cheered and
welcomed them. “ Glory to God,” “ Hallelulah,”
with many other exclamations, were echoed in loud
peals thoughout the whole region. My eyes wept big
burning tears, which overflowed my face. I tried to
join the happy throng in ejaculating halleluia/L; and
made several fruitless attempts to cross the river. I felt
as if I were fettered, and fastened to a stake. Presently,
Iheard the sound of footsteps behind me; Iturned
around suddenly, and beheld my cousin Thomas Kezhig,
passing along. I addressed him, and said, “VVhere