A Dream, or Vision. by Samuel Ingalls, of Dunham, in the Providence of Lower Canada, on the night of September 2, 1809 (original spelling preserved):
I thought I was standing on the west bank of White River, in the state of Vermont. About the distance of a mile from the junction of that River with the Connecticut River. In the company with my brother James Ingalls. I heard a rushing noise, there appeared to my view three carriages of polished gold, (in the form of the top of a chaise without wheels) passing through the air in a direct line abreast, and steering towards the South. The workmanship of the carriages was exceedingly curios, similar to banister or wickerworks. The distance between each carriage appeared to be about six or eight feet.
In the carriage next to me there were three women elegantly attired; the woman who sat in the centre was considerably larger than either of the other two.
In the middle carriage were three men richly attired; the largest was in the centre.
In the third carriage were three Angles, and supposed by their having wings suspended from their shoulders; the largest Angle was in the center; their apparel was so shining glistening as to surpass my power of description. Each Angle wore, on his head, a crown or diadem of gold; and on the front of each crown was an erect frontispiece, with large letters of characters written thereon, which I could not understand.
As they passed through the air, I could disticly hear the Angles sing a Hymn, but I can recollect only a part of the verse, and only these words of the hymn, “Prepare to give me room, ye nations, I am coming.”
I stedfastly kept my eyes upon them, until I saw their descend in the carriages on the west bank of Connecticut River, in the town of Hartford, in Vermont. I could painly discern that the Angles were about breast high above the buildings; but the other two carriages, at this time, were lost to my view. — The Angles stretched out their wants or scepters over the Connecticut River, and conversed together a considerable time, but I could hear nothing distinctly, except a tremendous sound. I saw the houses on the east or opposite shore of Connecticut River, in New Hampshire, totter and shake as if there had been an earthquake, and appeared to me to threateh immediate destruction; but none of the buildings fell to the ground.
They all then arose in their carriages, and I very distinctly heard them pronouncing these words — “This wicked club, who are laying plots to decieve the Nations, shall immediately be cut off, and utterly destroyed.” — While pronouncing these words their carriages stood still; but when the sentence was finished, they arose in their carriages about the height of a tree, and proclaimed these words — “Thus with God, I will spare the rest of this wicked generation one hundred and forty years, saith the Lord” — and immediately they all went up out of sight.
This is really a Dream or Vision which I, Samuel Ingalls had, while sleeping, in the night of the 2nd of September, 1809.
