PROPHECIES TO BE FULFILLED IN THE PRESENT YEAR

1. The Sailing of a Fleet of One hundred and Forty and Four Vessels

for Tarshish and the Isles.

2. Destruction of the Power of the Dog, including all the

instruments of anti-Abrahamic legislation.

3. Return of the Fleet from Tarshish, bearing with it the gold of

Arabia, destined to be the Foundation of the New City of Abraham.

4. The Search for the Bride, and the bestowing of the Seals on the

Seventy and Seven.

5. The Countenance of FATHER to become luminous, but with a greater

glory than the face of Moses.

6. The Pope of Rome to be stoned with stones in the valley called

Berek-Zittor.

7. FATHER to be acknowledged by Three Great Rulers. Two Great Rulers

will deny FATHER, and will immediately perish in the Effluvia of

FATHER'S Indignation.

8. Binding of the Beast with the Little Horn, and all Judges cast

down.

9. Finding of the Bride in the Land of Egypt, which has been

revealed to FATHER as now existing in the western part of London.

10. Bestowal of the New Tongue on the Seventy and Seven, and on the

One Hundred and Forty and Four. FATHER proceeds to the Bridal

Chamber.

11. Destruction of London and rebuilding of the City called No,

which is the New City of Abraham.

12. FATHER united to the Bride, and the present Earth removed to the

Sun for the space of half an hour.

Mrs. Darnell's brow cleared as she read matter which seemed to her

harmless if incoherent. From her husband's voice she had been led to

fear something more tangibly unpleasant than a vague catena of

prophecies.

'Well,' she said, 'what about it?'

'What about it? Don't you see that your aunt dropped it, and that she

must be a raging lunatic?'

'Oh, Edward! don't say that. In the first place, how do you know that

aunt dropped it at all? It might easily have blown over from any of the

other gardens. And, if it were hers, I don't think you should call her a

lunatic. I don't believe, myself, that there are any real prophets now;

but there are many good people who think quite differently. I knew an

old lady once who, I am sure, was very good, and she took in a paper

every week that was full of prophecies and things very like this. Nobody

called her mad, and I have heard father say that she had one of the

sharpest heads for business he had ever come across.'

'Very good; have it as you like. But I believe we shall both be sorry.'

They sat in silence for some time. Alice came in after her 'evening

out,' and they sat on, till Mrs. Darnell said she was tired and wanted

to go to bed.

Her husband kissed her. 'I don't think I will come up just yet,' he

said; 'you go to sleep, dearest. I want to think things over. No, no; I

am not going to change my mind: your aunt shall come, as I said. But

there are one or two things I should like to get settled in my mind.'

He meditated for a long while, pacing up and down the room. Light after

light was extinguished in Edna Road, and the people of the suburb slept

all around him, but still the gas was alight in Darnell's drawing-room,

and he walked softly up and down the floor. He was thinking that about

the life of Mary and himself, which had been so quiet, there seemed to

be gathering on all sides grotesque and fantastic shapes, omens of

confusion and disorder, threats of madness; a strange company from

another world. It was as if into the quiet, sleeping streets of some

little ancient town among the hills there had come from afar the sound

of drum and pipe, snatches of wild song, and there had burst into the

market-place the mad company of the players, strangely bedizened,

dancing a furious measure to their hurrying music, drawing forth the

citizens from their sheltered homes and peaceful lives, and alluring

them to mingle in the significant figures of their dance.

Yet afar and near (for it was hidden in his heart) he beheld the glimmer

of a sure and constant star. Beneath, darkness came on, and mists and

shadows closed about the town. The red, flickering flame of torches was

kindled in the midst of it. The song grew louder, with more insistent,

magical tones, surging and falling in unearthly modulations, the very

speech of incantation; and the drum beat madly, and the pipe shrilled to

a scream, summoning all to issue forth, to leave their peaceful hearths;

for a strange rite was preconized in their midst. The streets that were

wont to be so still, so hushed with the cool and tranquil veils of

darkness, asleep beneath the patronage of the evening star, now danced

with glimmering lanterns, resounded with the cries of those who hurried

forth, drawn as by a magistral spell; and the songs swelled and

triumphed, the reverberant beating of the drum grew louder, and in the

midst of the awakened town the players, fantastically arrayed, performed

their interlude under the red blaze of torches. He knew not whether they

were players, men that would vanish suddenly as they came, disappearing

by the track that climbed the hill; or whether they were indeed

magicians, workers of great and efficacious spells, who knew the secret

word by which the earth may be transformed into the hall of Gehenna, so

that they that gazed and listened, as at a passing spectacle, should be

entrapped by the sound and the sight presented to them, should be drawn

into the elaborated figures of that mystic dance, and so should be

whirled away into those unending mazes on the wild hills that were

abhorred, there to wander for evermore.

But Darnell was not afraid, because of the Daystar that had risen in his

heart. It had dwelt there all his life, and had slowly shone forth with

clearer and clearer light, and he began to see that though his earthly

steps might be in the ways of the ancient town that was beset by the

Enchanters, and resounded with their songs and their processions, yet he

dwelt also in that serene and secure world of brightness, and from a

great and unutterable height looked on the confusion of the mortal

pageant, beholding mysteries in which he was no true actor, hearing

magic songs that could by no means draw him down from the battlements of

the high and holy city.

His heart was filled with a great joy and a great peace as he lay down

beside his wife and fell asleep, and in the morning, when he woke up, he

was glad.

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