I presently beheld a might multitude of men.  The largest I had ever seen gathered in one place, who I immediately recognized as soldiers, the millions who died, who had been slaughtered and rushed to the spirit world during the first world war.  Among them moved calmly and majestically a great general in supreme command.  As I drew nearer, I received the kindly smile and generous welcome of a great, loving man, General Richard V. Young.  Then came the positive conviction to my soul that of all the men living or dead, there is no one who is more perfectly fitted for the great mission unto which he had been called.  He commands immediately the attention and respect of all the soldiers, he is at once a great general and a great High Priest of God.  No earthly field of labour to which he could have been assigned, could compare with it in importance and extent.  I passed from this scene to return later when I found General Young and his vast army of men completely organized with officers over successive divisions, and he was preaching the gospel on great earnestness to them.  As I passed forward, I soon met my beloved mother, she greeted me most affectionately and expressed surprise at seeing me there, and reminded me that I had not completed my allotted mission on earth.  She seemed to be going somewhere and was in a hurry, and accordingly took her leave saying that she would see me again soon.

I moved forward covering an appreciable distance and consuming considerable time, viewing the wonderful sights of landscapes, parks, trees, and flowers, and meeting people.  Some I knew, but many thousands I did not recognize.  I presently approached a small group of men standing in a path lined with spacious stretches of flowers, grasses, and shrubs, all of gold and hue, marking the approach to a beautiful building.  The group was engaged in earnest conversation.  One of their number parted from the rest and came walking down the path.  I at once recognized my esteemed President Joseph F. Smith.  He embraced me as a father would his son and after a few words of greeting, quickly remarked "You have not come to stay."  This remark I understood as a declaration and not an interrogation.

For the first time I became fully conscious of my uncompleted mission on earth and as much as I would have liked to remain, I at once asked President Smith if I might return.  "You have expressed a  righteous desire," he replied "and I shall take the matter up with the authorities and let you know later."  We then returned and he led me toward the little group of men from whom he had just separated.  I immediately recognized President Brigham Young and the Prophet Joseph Smith.  I was surprised to find the former a shorter and heavier built man than I had pictured him to be in my mind.  On the other hand I found the latter to be taller than I expected to find him.  Both they and the president were possessed of a calm and holy majesty which was at once kind and friendly.  We then traced our steps and President Smith took his leave, saying he would see me again.

From a certain point of vantage, I was permitted to view the earth and what was going on there, there was no limitation of my vision and I was astounded to this.  I saw my wife and my children at home, I saw President J. Grant at the head of the great Church and Kingdom of God and felt the divine power that radiates from God giving it light and truth and guiding its destiny.  I beheld this nation founded as it is upon correct principles and designed to endure, but beset by evil and sinister forces that seek to lead man to thwart the purpose of God.  I saw towns and cities, the sins and sickness of men and women.  I saw vessels sailing the oceans and scanned the battle scarred fields of France and Belgium.

In a word, I beheld the whole world, as if it were put a panorama passing before my eyes, then there came to me the unmistakable impression that this earth and scenes and persons upon it are open to the vision of the spirits only when special permission is given or when they are assigned to special service here.  This is particularly true of the righteous who are busily engaged in the fields of activity at the same time, the wicked and unrepentant have still, like the rest, their free agency and applying themselves to no useful or wholesome undertaking, seek pleasure, bout their old haunts, and exalt in the sins and wickedness of degenerated humanity.

To this extent they are still tools of satan.  It is these idle mischievous and deceptive spirits who appear as miserable counterfeits at spiritualist seances, table dancing and ouija board operations.  The noble and great ones do not respond to the call of the mediums and to every group of meddlesome enquirers, they would not do it in the world of mortality.  These wicked and unrepentant spirits are allies of satan and his host, operating through willing mediums in the flesh.

These three forces [Satan, his host, and the unrepentant spirits] constitute an unholy trinity upon the earth and are responsible for all the sin, wickedness, distress and misery among men and nations.

I moved forward feasting my eyes upon the beauty of everything about me glorying in the indescribable peace and happiness that abound in everybody and through everything.  The further that I went the more glorious things appeared.  While standing at a certain vantage point I beheld a short distance away, a wonderful beautiful temple, capped with golden domes, from which emerged a small group of men dressed in white robes who paused for a brief conversation.  They were in uniforms, in this little group of holy men my eyes centered upon one more splendorous and holy than the rest.  While I thus gazed, President Joseph F. Smith parted from the others and came to my side.  "Do you know him?" he inquired.  I quickly answered "Yes I know him, my eyes behold my Lord and Saviour."  "It is true" said President Smith, and oh how my soul thrilled with rapture and unspeakable joy filled my heart.