The Sierra citizen., 1854-04-08
For the Sierra Citizen.
A Dream.
BY ANALOSTAN.

/ had dream last night ht-and such an
one as perhaps sometimes visits every
mans pillow, and | cannot resist the temp
tation to put it OH paper. Methought |
had just returned, after an absence OF
several years, to a city in which [ once re-
sided very pleasantly, and as entered the
house, once my home, espied two females
who sat idly and in silence, staring at
vacancy and so absorbed in their own
melancholy thoughts that they scarcely
observed me, though l stood in the open
hall Immediately in front of them. re-
manned several minutes in one position
closely scanning their faces, and as [ read
grief, despair, want, therein, my heart
sank within me. | knew them we'll
those enaciated forms, once so delicate, SO
blithe and frank, had made an impression
upon my soul that could not be eftaced by
time. Time, indeed, instead of cooling
the ardor of my attachment for them
added fresh fire to my already heated i'm
agination, and | deemed them more beau
tiful in their misery than [ had ever seen
them before. How often had | pictured
to myself, when far away, their cheerful,
happy faces, and recalled to memory the
pleasant hours / had whiled away with
them, their kind attention on all occasions,
and the radiant smile lighted as heaven
only can i)lumine smile) that had so often
greeted me when the days toll was over.
At times would have given my right arm
for kiss, and felt were it possible to open
the human frame like an iron chest |
would shove them in and close the door,
embody them within myself-then hold
secret communion with them at leisure,
without giving the chores" cue to laugh
or cold-blooded idiots chance to see what
fool love can make of man. / did love
them sincerely, and though the conviction
that was not favorite with either, par
ticularly with Kate, who occupied the
greatest proportion of my thoughts-that
they were coquettes and treated all alike
frequently inter 5cned to mar the happy
current Of my thoughts, still an irresista-
bic something impelled me forward. l
was musing thus in the nall, and won-
dered how l should proceed, how greet
them, till my mind was in fermcnt. If
they would only rise and meet nie with a
smile and a kiss-aye, kiss from those
sweet lips so much longed to taste, and
sit down together as gently folded each
to my bosom, my happiness would be
complete, while they would be recompensed
by my eternal love; and my life should be
devoted to making theirs replete with
bliss.
For months l longed for that kiss and
no more appropriate occasion could possi-
bly, be than this-my return after so long
an absence. I'll try Susan first, thought
|, and see what effect it has on Kate
Acting upon this idea, l stepped in, but
as l did so my courage tagged when
observed that neither scarcely noticed me,
and still maintained that melancholy
silence which struck me so deeply upon
nv entrance at the outer door. But "now
or never" urged me on, and walking boldly
up-"I-a am" the words choked in my
throat, and seizing her hand | stopped down
and gave her tremendous buss, that star
tied me and brought forth merry ludlcrous
laugh from Kate, which was Immediately
checked as instinctively the idea flashed
across her mind that her turn came next.
A smile came over the features OF Susan
and my heart seemed buoyant again, for
l felt confident that, though perhaps not
welcome, at least she would make no un-
necessary exhibition of anger. Now for
Kate, tbs her I'm after most-'tis her l love
the best-and she who has SO often turned
my advances into ridicule and made me feel
an lndescribable sheepishness a thousand
times DER. Offering my hand l looked