Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1858-07-09
From the Sunday Delta.
BY CARL Err.


nal or very interesting Every one, [ suppose, has
thought out his particular theory upon the dreams
he has had and therefore without delaying to make
the opportunity of lengthy dissertation upon the sub
Ject will proceed to place before the public paper
which simply recouns of those singular phenomena
of the mind.
Whether it because they were part broed writes
my correspondent and part fried few III tie SOUP and
some in the natural state of the SHE'LL whether it was
simply the fact that they were oysters and near two
dozen Of them, am yet not satisfied in my mind But
am convinced that it not account of the oys-
ters it must have been from the wine the Tobasco
pickles in tie vinegar, the impression made on my
mind by the brilliant talk and repartee of the OCCASION
or some floating remembrances of sermon had heard
preached on the previous Sunday. With such a mix
ture II stomach and brain, went to bed and dreamed.
Now, my dream was just as vivid, and the incidents
as apparently real and my recollection of it just clear
and distinct as if every thing had actually occurred just
as | am about to relate it.
t4es one of the guests at midnight supper, given
at the rooms of my friend Casper A. There were
thirteen of around large table, all in various de-
grees of excitement natural to such occasion The
brilliantly lighted heaths and toasts had fol-
lowed another with active rapidty; those who pos
sessed good voices had sung and those who could not
sing had contributed share to the fund in anecdote and
wit.
We were in word, such party of thoughtless and
headlOng rOysterers frequently set at defiance the
order of nature and the rules of sense turn
ing night into day. as the familiar saying is.
l was somewhat of a novice among them, and felt
rather uneasy at the unbrdd license that prevailed and
was consequently rather locker than one of the
party The table placed so that my seat close
to of the doors which opened into the apartment
Midnight chimes had been heard by us some time
back whom ull having spread over the company Gas
par called upon two of the guests to assist him. song
This proposition hailed with applause and all be-
came silent, preparatory, to the commencement.
Stop moment said Casper; F., shut that
6Onr. pllo HQI1an nofa cold lroft II, of
The door was not more than fourth open and had ap
parenty, been pushed aside by very percepble and
chilly current of air entering the room.
turned in my seat and pushed it to. Then they be-
gan the song 1t was one of Moores bacchanaian mel
odps, celebrating the virtues of love, friendship aal
wine When the first chorus was finished, there was
much clinkng of glasses and applause.
Perdition seize that door, can't you keep it closed
f. That cold wind makes me shudder Don't you feel
it. boys?'
"'iis very uncomfortable" said some one "Why
am sure closed it right just now" replied " this
time [ will be certain So [ turned again to-
ward it and shut it too; as did unpleasant fancy
that there parted curtain of black cloth draped
the outside passed through my mind but [ knew it
could only be the thought of my mind and closed it
quickly. The song continued.
My place directly in front of Gaspar. The other
two singers stood each side of him. They were
all very much excited and flushed, and waved their COB
lets with the cadences of the air had always admired
he seemed splendid to look upon than ever because
his temperament very sanguine, and his passions
and emotions very enthusiastic and he completely
wrapped in the song. Gaspar good hearted fel-
low but his dsspaons were carried to the farthest ex
tent ct liberal purse and he claimed principle that
could stand in the way of any caprice or fancy
And continued looking at him. and watching the
changes of his expressive features he uttered with
great feeling the different sentiments of the song. An
other verse was sung and another, but noticed that
his attention began to be fixed upon the door behind
me- and presently he stopped abruptly. Almost at the
moment felt the chilling night air passing around
me from behind
! Gaspars stopping would have caused more surprise
had it not been that every felt the influence of the
cold draft admitted by the door, and turned toward it.
It's very singular thing about the door" said
Gaspar you must pardon my interruption, but vow
cannot sing facing that half open door. l can't ac-
count for its effects upon The wind is cold Green
land don't you notice it?'
Cold as Siberia
CT, why don't you keep it shut?'
Gentlemen said |, 81 pledge you my word that
have closed that door twice this evening carefully
ever shut door in my life" l rritated, and spoke
in corresponding tone
q know you have, F--,' said Gaspar and l
tell you, gentlemen too, that have watched it, and am
satisfied that it is acting in very unusual manner Ii
were believer in ghosts now, | should be little
frightened.
Some of us had risen from chairs and stand
ing; the door partly open STILL ! had sat toward
the side of the door on which the hinges we're and con-
sequenty as the door opened into the room could only
see the wall beyond not outside. But when had leaned
over to shut it had caught glimpse of the outside,
and strange unpleasant fancy that could discern
drapery of black hung without passed through my mind
While Gaspar speaking recoleced this, and step
ped to the other side and looked out. felt cold ting
ling in the roots of my hair and sensation of gal
vanc current passing down my limbs. presume my
appearance must have been very strange indeed.
. We'll. we'll what's the matter now, F.. Shut
the door for Gods sake, and lock it,
| "Gaspar,' cried, turning towards him. and speak
ing sterny and hoarsey if this is joke, it is in very
bad taste, to say the east!'
What is? asked Cfaspar.
"The pall' I answered.
" Pail p he cried Z" What do you mean ?'
" What do you mean? What pail ?" they exclaimed
rising.
The astonshment evinced by Gaspar perfectly
unaffected and was certain that it was 70 arranged
matter of his. | was thoroughly frightened.
THE door! the door !" gasped, q tits overhung with
a funeral cloth!
"Open it open it !" they shouted.
Excuse me- | returned, Ill not touch it,
There the greatest excitement in the room. Gas
par particularly, seemed to be under the influence
some horrible emotion. His hair stood up, and his eyes
had wild glare. He stood with arm thrust in his
vest bosom. All the time there was percepbe colo
draft entering through the door.
Gaspar appeared to be in kind of trance
No, gentlemen | continued "lf you want the
door opened, let him that chooses do it. For my part
| will have nothing to do with it,
Coward, lool, craven was muttered by different
voices, but moved in the direction of the door,
All the time | was watching Gaspar, who seemed un
conscious of the presence OF the others. While they
were thus rresolue, Gaspars face began to gather int
wrinkles and furrows, expressive Of the most ntens
horror and presently he began to his lips and
length spoke in voice amounting almost to a Shrek
Stop it ~ he shouted " Have | no friends? Fo
Gods sake let some one shut the door-shut the door