I am a descendant of Job and Mary Tyler, which said Job Tyler was born in Wales or England, about the year 1619, or 1620, and emigrated to America about 1640, some ten years after the landing of the pilgrim fathers on Plymouth Rock. My emigrant ancestor, Job Tyler, settled in Andover, Massachusetts, where he raised a family of four sons and several daughters. I descended from Moses Tyler, the oldest son of Job and Mary. The town of Andover having been burned and the records destroyed, I have only tradition, which is rather vague, for much of the early history of my family. Enough, however, is known to show that several eminent lawyers, ministers, officers and soldiers of the war of the revolution were among them. My father, Andrews Tyler, was in the fourth generation from Job and Mary. He was born at Boxford, adjoining Andover. His father, Nathaniel Tyler, served as a lieutenant in the continental army in the revolutionary war. My grand-father with his family removed from Boxford, Mass., to Herkamer county, New York, where my father, Andrews Tyler, married Elizabeth Comins, daughter of lieutenant and regimental quartermaster, John Comins, Jr., in the year 1806, to whom were born eleven sons and one daughter. I was born in Sempronious, Cayuga county, New York, on the 23rd of November, 1816. About the year 1820, or early in 1821, I had a remarkable vision, which, after sixty-one years have passed away, is as vivid in my recollection as the scenes of yesterday. I had occasion to rise from my bed about midnight. Suddenly the room was filled with a brilliant light, brighter than the noon-day sun. I looked into the fire-place only to discern a few smouldering coals covered with ashes. I gazed upon everything visible in the house. All seemed natural except that the light gave things a brighter hue. I looked over head to an opening between two loose boards or planks where my father usually kept his saw, auger and other small tools. There I beheld a hand and wrist which were nearly transparent, with a wrist-band whiter than the pure snow. I called to my mother, who awoke at the second call and inquired what I wanted. I asked who was in the chamber, and was told there was no one there, and that if there had been I could not have seen him in the darkness. I replied it was not dark. On my stating that it was lighter than day-light, and that I could see to pick up a pin, I was told to go to bed, which I did, when the vision closed, and it was so dark I could not see my hand before me, although I held it close to my face. On relating the vision to my mother next morning, she wept like an infant, and said: "O, my child, I fear you are not long for this world." I, however, began to amend from that time and soon recovered from a chronic ailment, and was soon quite well.