I now believed that my time had come to render up the life which had been so much abused.  I asked what would become of my soul when my body gave it up, and they told me it would descend to the tortures of an everlasting hell, and that once there, my present sufferings would be as bliss compared with what was in store for me for an endless age.  As my eyes wandered about the room—­I was afraid to close them—­I saw that innumerable devils were crowding into it.  They were henceforth to be my companions, and if the Prince of all of them ever allowed me to leave for a brief time the regions of infernal woe, it would be in their company and on missions such as they were now fulfilling.  I called aloud for my mother, and a voice more diabolical than any I had yet heard, hissed into my ears that she was chained in hell, but immediately a million devils screamed, “Liar! she is in heaven!” I refused then to hold my breath, and told them to kill me and do their worst.  In an instant the spirit of my mother, like a benediction, rested beside me.  As she begged for me I knew that it was her voice, natural as in her life on earth.  While she was yet imploring for me the room became radiant, and I saw that it was full of angels.  I felt a strange joy.  My sins were pardoned, and I was told that I should go forth and preach and save souls.  I was commanded to get out of bed, put on my clothes, and go down stairs, where I would be told what to do.  I obeyed, and on opening the door that led to the street, a man came to me and he bid me follow him.  The spirits whispered to me that the man was Christ, and his looks, acts and steps even were such as I had conceived were his when he was once a meek and lowly sufferer on earth.  I followed him about sixty rods, when he told me to stop.  I did so, and just then the heavens opened with a great blaze of glory, and millions of angels came down.  Such music as then broke upon my senses I never heard before, and have never since heard.  The angels would approach near me and tell me they were going to take me to heaven with them; then they would disappear for an instant and devils gathered about me.  I could hear music and see the heavenly hosts returning.  They came and went many times thus, and after they went away the last time, I was again surrounded by fiends who inflicted every torture on me.  Christ commanded me to stand in that place, I thought, and there I remained.  It was very cold, and I froze my feet and hands.  I then felt that the devils were burning off my feet, and I shrieked for liquor.  I looked down and saw a bottle at my feet, but when I reached down to get it a lion threw his claws over it, and warned me with a fierce growl not to touch it.  The snow melted, the season changed, and I was standing in mud and mire up to my neck.  Ropes were tied around me, and horses were hitched to them to drag me from the deeps, but in trying to draw me out the ropes would snap asunder and I was left imbedded in the clay.  They could not move