Mary B. Crandal's Vision and Fulfilled Prophecy of Eliza's Death

“My mind goes back to ten years ago, to a dream I had then, and its fulfillment. I dreamed I was standing on a level plain, or in a kind of a valley, with hills around, and my daughter started to ascend in the air. She went a little ways and stopped, then went a little farther up, and still higher. I thought she was dressed in a long, flowing, white robe, with a long girdle round her waist, and a bunch of flowers in her hand. She stood poised in the air, and waved her hand to me and ascended to heaven. I felt a strange, sweet peace in my heart, and I awoke. I told my husband of the dream, and we both felt it was a warning of her death. She was then in perfect health, and I could not see how it could be. But the time came. She was taken sick, and after a short illness, she passed away. I went in at the bedroom door, and the first thing that caught my eye was the dress lying on the bed, just like the one I had seen Eliza have on when I dreamed about her leaving me.”

— Mary B. Crandal, The Young Woman's Journal