The literary echo. (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1851, 1851-04-03

distinctly, without any possibility of mis-
take, corpse which had been stabbed in
several places. Icounted the deep wounds
and the wide gashes whence the blood was
flowing.
would have cried out, but my tongue
Glove to the roof of my mouth At this
moment l awoke, with my hair on end,
trembling in every limb, and cold drops of
perspiration bedewing my forehead-awoke
to find myself comfortably in bed, my trunk
standing beside me, birds warbling cheer
fully around my window; while young,
clear voice was singing provincial air in
the next room, and the morning sun was
shining brightly through the curtains.
sprung from my bed, dressed myself,
and, as it was yet very early, L thought |
would seek an appetite for breakfast by a
morning stroll, L accordingly entered the
main street, and went along. The farther
| walked, the stranger became the confus-
ed recollection of the objects that present.
ed themselves to my view cit is very
strange" [ thought 'I have never been
here before and II could swear that have
seen this house, and the next, and that 9TH
er on the left" On | went, till l came to
the corner of street, crossing the one down
which | had come For the first time L re-
membered my dream, but put away the
thought as too absurd still, at every step,
some fresh point of resemblance struck me.
cam | still dreaming ~ exclaimed, not
without momentary thrill through my
whole frame. "ls the agreement to be
perfect to the very end - Before long, |
reached the church, with the same architect
ural features that had attracted my notice
in the dream; and then the high-road, along
which I pursued my way, coming at length
to the same by-path that had presented it
self to my imagination a few hours before.
There was no possibility Of doubt or mis-
take. Every tree, every turn, was famil-
lar to me. Twas not at all of a superstitious
turn, and was wholly engrossed in the prac-
tical details of commercial business. My
mind had never dwelt upon the hallucina-
tions, the presentiments, that science either
denies, or is unable to explain but | must
confess, that now felt myself spell-bound,
as by some enchantmcnt; and, with Pascal's
words on my lips, GA continued dream
would be equal to reality" hurried for
ward, no longer doubling that the next mo-
ment would bring me to the cottage and
this really was the case. lnallits outward
circumstances, itcorresponded to what l
had seen in my dream. Who, then, could
wonder that | determined to ascertain
whether the coincidence would hold good
in every other point [ entered the gar
den, and went direct to the spot on which
l had seen the well but here resemblance
failed-well, there was none. [ looked in
every direction examined the whole gar
den, went round the cottage, which ap-
peared to be inhabited, although no person
was visible; but nowhere could find any
vestage of a well,
[ made no attempt to enter the cottage,
but hastened back to the hotel, in state of
agitation difficult to describe. [ could not
make up my mind to pass unnoticed such
extraordinary condolences; but how was
any clew to be obtained of the terrible mis-
terry?
/ went to the landlord, and after chatting
with him for some time on different subjects,
came to the point, and asked him direct
ly to whom the cottage belonged that was
in a by-road which I described to him.
81 wonder sir, ''said he, "what made you
take such particular notice of such wretch
ed little hovel. 1t is inhabited by an old s
man with his wife, who have the character J,