On the next day after,
Tuesday morning, another courier arrived at the city hall with a full
report of the fire, which corresponded precisely with the vision of
Swedenborg. The fire had stopped precisely at eight o'clock, the very
minute that Swedenborg had so announced it to the company.
A similar case is related by Stead, having been told to him by the wife of
a Dean in the Episcopal Church. He relates it as follows: "I was staying
in Virginia, some hundred miles away from home, when one morning about
eleven o'clock I felt an overpowering sleepiness, which drowsiness was
quite unusual, and which caused me to lie down. In my sleep I saw quite
distinctly my home in Richmond in flames. The fire had broken out in one
wing of the house, which I saw with dismay was where I kept all my best
dresses. The people were all trying to check the flames, but it was no
use. My husband was there, walking about before the burning house,
carrying a portrait in his hand. Everything was quite clear and distinct,
exactly as if I had actually been present and seen everything. After a
time, I woke up, and going down stairs told my friends the strange dream I
had had. They laughed at me, and made such game of my vision that I did my
best to think no more about it. I was traveling about, a day or two
passed, and when Sunday came I found myself in a church where some
relatives were worshipping.
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