Oroville daily Butte record., 1857-01-30
Otuuille Dailq Dutte ReturG.
From the s'GoIden Era
ADA'S Il RIA l. S;
Or The Actors Dream.
BY T.. p. LEsDERNIER.

Tie COnIeSSeu MS Ouo SlC"' "N"n"N""
owned his terrible fear of falling sud-
den victim to the disease, which he be-
lieyed possessed chronic hold on
him
"a mere vampire of the imagira-
ton, proceeding frcm indigestion and all
that sort Of thing" said FlorlbeIl. 81
will engage to cure you entirely, If you
will follow my directions, without APP
peal. No partnership with medical
men remember
"What do you propose :" said Carl
quite seriously.
"Wcll, to begin with, you must live,
drink aud sleep regularly"
"Regularity is something that my
way of hie prevents me from enjoy
ing"
"That is your opinion; but If you
accept me as your leech, ] shall con-
trovert all your forcgone conclusion.
By-the-by, | have made an engage
ment Tor tomorrow evening, which |
must insist on your agreeing to, as the
first fruit of my power"
"But--"
"No objection. | shall wait for you
in my carriage at the stage door You
cannot be allowed to refuse. 1t is a
part of the treatment | intend to pur-
sue, to induce healthy action Of the
heart y
He kissed her hand, and accclcd
to the command Of his fair mistress.
The ensuing evening they met as
proposed. Few words were inter
changed during the ride. The car
riage stopped.
"This is the house Of my friend"
said Floribcll, They alightcd and
entered the vestibule.
await me IN this Apartment, if you
please" said FlorbeIl, throwing open
the door Of a room on the first Aoer.
"Where are you gong; :"
"To lay aside my cloak. Are You
afraid, my hero, to be left alone ~
"No-but feel strangely somntc,
so | will c'en dispose myself for gen
tie snooze during your absence; my
charmer."
Aud as she disappeared at the wide
staircase, he threw hsmsclf on coach
for short SieSta.
More than usually cxhaused with
the labors Of the evening, lie sank into
troubled sleep, and the misty ycIl of
dreams encrcIcd him. He thought
the darkness was so dense in his i'm
medltac vicinity that hs could grasp
and knead it in his restless hands, but
beyond, the wall itself seemed trans
parent, presenting mirrorcd surface
Of CLASSY light, in which he saw reflect.
cd an infinite succession of tablcauX,
fac SmiiicS of scenes but TOO familiar.
They were pictures Of his life since RI
pened years had left HIM exposed to
the wiles Of the world. He had drank
deep of dissipation. As he recognized
scene after scene, faithfully depicted,
of his Wild and thoughties past, con-
science awokc with remorscrul stin9s.
He roprohated himself wIsh II groan OF
agony. Oh, eternal God not one
good action, not one redeemlng trait in
all this list Of evils Net one, not one !
lie bowed his head, and pcnltent tears
bedcwed his eyelids.
"Look again." said sweet voice
close at his side.
Slowly he lifted his head at the bid
ding, aud the magic mirror again re-
1lected his image but there was a
change. 1t gave now the picture Of
his earlier manhood, before the srduc-
tions of fame and the adulations Of
heartlesness had won him--of the days
when he had toiled in Type foundry
for the support of an adored mother
and sis er. But alas the memory of
their pure and tender loneliness was all
that now remained to HIM of the Joy
he once knew when constituting their
happiness. He blessed God that they
were not near to know how he had
now fallen, with his great gifts, from
the heaven Of virtue. Sorrow Glove
the depths of his soul as the plummet
eleaves through the dark waters of
ocean, and he felt that there was yet
yood far him in the dim distance, for