Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1870-09-21
Miscellany.
From All the Year Round.
A Dream at Seville.

IL uoO a idNOlioC tlOuCTu lulUul, i Hdu
"done" Seville. I had seen the religious
professions which enliven the Holy Week
Il had seen the first bull-fght of the
season. l had visited the annual fair,
and | had louuged through the superb
gardens of the Duke of Montpensir. An
object in these gardens, which partlcu.
lar impression on my mind, was sort of
grotto, to which the Duke had transferred
on the dilapidated tombs of Don Juan,
the commandant and his daughter.
When one night l fell asleep in my
lodging, once more found myself stand
ing before the ghastly recess, and gazing
at the three tombs. the figures in which
were in a sadly mutilated condition. The
great libertine himself, Don Juan Teno-
rio, historically known as the friend of
Don Pedro the Cruel, King Of Spain, be-
ing altogether destitute of face easily
suggested commonplace reflections. had
6ne opportunity for repeating Hamlet's
soliloquy in the churchyard with modifca-
cations suitable to the occasion. | could
say that Don Juan had a mouth, and
could sing once, nay, that his living rep
reseutatives sing the music of Mozart; but
that even the stone copy of his lips had
now passed away, and | could extend my
profound meditations to the nose and the
chin. The opportunity was not to be re-
sisted, and was mentally uttering a
world of twaddle, when | found yseH
checked by the gradual appearance of
features on the image before me. The
features, as they becamedistinct, were
clearly not of stone; but of actual flesh
and blood. Even the body had lost its
stony aspect, aud seemed to cover itself
with the sembance of clothes--gay clothes
in the old AndalusiaD style When the
transition state through which the figure
was evidently passing was quite over, l
perceived, to my utter amazement, that
the features at which gazed were my
own. A moment afterwards the spectre
had vanished, and l found myself extend
ed on a remarkably hard couch.
moved my hands and arms somewhat
stifly, and gradually raised myself. My
costume was superb; a pluned hat lay
at my side, likewise guitar, likewise a
sword. | was still in the grotto, and so
were the figures of the commandant and
his daughter; but that of Don Juan was
gone, and the place where it had laid was
occupied by me. But perhaps l was
not accurate. Perhaps it was |, and not
the gallant Don, who had passed into moth
ingness. Ha5a Ee f.. .a
My difficulties were somewhat eDigmat-
ically resolved by voice which proceeded
from the figure of the commandant.
Contemplation begets absorption, and
absorption begets assimilation. Idle wan.
derer from the north, hast thou not pres
ent sins enough around the, that thou
must gloat over the wickedness of tho
past? Thou art now identified with the
mortal who took my life, and on whom !
was so terribly resenged. In short,
through strange sort of metempsychosis.
whereof Pythagoras spake not, thou art
now Don Juan Tenorio."
l was Mortified, but not altogether dis.
pleased. The love of fame, we are taught
by DR.. Young, is the universal passion,
and if Lord Byron awoke one morning
and found himself famous, SO had l, by
merely going to sleep, arrived at simi'
lar result. m.rra.so n
Hence horror soon gave place to the
most perfect satisfaction. | girded on the
sword, and l clapped on the plumed hat
but | left the guitar where it was, feeling
that. as | was no master Of the instru
ment, it would simply be an encum
brance. -.-.. a
The voice burst out into an awful, bu
certainly hearty laugh.
Thou lookest forth to brilliant ca
reer," it said "and evil as thou hast evel
been, thou shalt rot be straitened through
lack Of means. Raise that guitar from
the ground, and thou wilt find purse
ttlat will remain inexhaustible till thou re
turnest hither." a.t
IA purse Of Fortunatus!" exclaimed
with delight, WREN ! had obeycd the in
junction of the voice.
"I mover heard Of Fortunafus," growle'
the voice, "but | aatter myselfsthst m.
plans are perfectly original. Mind yo'
are NY property; shall always look al
tcr you, and now and then 1 sasll max
, myself visible. You will recognize m
|. by the coldness Of my stern haadf and b
, my utter want Of face,' t... ...p Y
Every good / replied, for was to
much elated to care about particulars
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