, 1873-11-16
THE DREAM-WOMAN.
The following Is tho story Of tho Dream
Woman, ~ road by Mr.. Wilkie Collins, In Boa


Alicia War1 ok, tho drcnm-womnn F,Anoia
navcn, tho groom; nygol,and, nervant; IL.
Derslell, pioprl,.or Of vineyard. Tho aoenoB
partly In lugland mud partly in Er"nco.
First narrative-oond,iotod by poroy Falr-
banku, an English gontlomNn who rosidea Tho
greater part OF HIS timo in Farlolgh Hall, En-
glaud but Ia obliged, in connection With hia
buBnoss, to mako occasional viafta to FRANCE.
h1r. Fairbaults Ia travelling with his wfo. at tho
thno the Hcone opens. One Of lila horsoH bna
fallen lame on tho road aud what Is to bo dono
They look around them, but SEQ no sigma OF
human habitatlon. There Is hill before; they
rido to tito top Of this aud neo n town on tho
other side 1t Ia the town OF Unacrbrtdge, cona-
posed of ono muddy street, Oh Which In situated
tho Eaglo Inn. Leaving him III Charge OF tue
horses, Mrs. Fairbanks aauntara down tho yard,
opons tho door and pocpstn: ?"
j.. Afr. Fairbanks is on the point Of calling the
hosslor. whom ho heara AIRS. Tairbnuks' voice.
Mrs, Fairbanks, It sccn,s, has openel tho last
door 1T tho end of the yard, and tlloro sho seos
strange xlght--a dingy stable, and III ono cor
nor horscs munching hay, ana in another a man
breathing convulsiyely. She gala to him " Wake
-upl wake up!" but he Gully rtlra restleBaly iii
his sleep. While sho, Natehos him, ho muttera
as II somo vuion 'was passing across his
troubled brain: "Falr hair with yol!ow IN It.;
gray eyos, With droop In tue loft oyelia; little:
hands flushed around the naiis; n knife With II
buohhorn Eaallo-murdos, rnu1derl" Thcn lae
stops; grous rcstlcss. When 10 speaks again
bis tono Is a1tored: "say, you lovely boing,
I'm so fond OF you" Tho words aio on his Hips !.
" he apaaks no moro. Mrs. Fairbanks gotB oTor Aor
first terror excited by his worlds, and calls her
husband, tolls him whnt she Inns heard easd
~ J1aa Inn In
Z. Committed, and raquoats him to 80 aud got holp.
Just IN he, yioltting to lcr solicitations, il on
tho point Of going, ho, atumblea On q atrangAr nt
tho atable-duor, man with q bald head and
!. 81 the inn. " Good morning. ho nays IT ain
little hard q hearing.; nay, did you cal! !" Mr.
Fairbanks wife interpoaee: "Wlo is that man
asleep Oh the straw : Did ho fall IN lore With M q
old fellow waia iii nllc'a dono, and then says
.'His namo is Francis Haven, Do yehra q Az age
his last birthday; ho ID my broshor;""Ihe
landlord then entora lhe Rtaelo, aud atirs tho
np up as 4 ho y ho.d als1o ot sugp
cion at frat, and then becomes calm, They
question him ask lin why 10 was aaesP ut
that time Of day Ho rePli:a thss J., ho Tes .. tifo
ssa tsd st No. Err a9%s rhss saFa hen n0A t
s5as e. sst sa7psS4 Nhne ii Fe1N NoSsay sn H. tS'' ssSa
thoy can rot nothing more iron, lin. Mrs. FAR
banks II net satisfied her eniosiy Is oa"a o
husband bohinl, mad tnkcs coat bos'le tho
driver, aud during tho Journey s'cceeaa ~ get
ting from tho man his story. >Eut now let Fran
els Raven tell hia own story.
i, This ia tho story Of Francis hayon-the @ sscr
opd narrative 'lt Ia now ton years ago sinoo l
rot tho great warning Of my lle.> suppose
Yourself in little cottage with me and my moth
Or. We were talking about great journey 4
tore ,ny birshdhy--to a noighborlng town, to get
. niaco, lily mother wau dead rot against this.
You cannot walk there and back AGAIN by
night hhe eaid you will have to sloop away
to my oplutout and sot out the next morning,
calling out as leayc, will got back iu tinla
for:tny birthday, never fohr.' It was thon tho
hat tho 1at Vi March was my birthday, and
2 O'Clock in tho a. nmv.n.ns tho hour ot.., my
BIRTH will toli yotn " Tnss hnTss hsEpsns n,1 an
anticipated, md tho plaoa was already taken.
Swallowing my disappointment maae some
iuauirioa 1T tho inn, and found coula save
some time By taking another rome 7ast pacH =,
and was forced to take refuge At an inn. Aere
viii nav that nm temperate man, and my
euppor TINT night consisted solely Of :: slice o.
bread a1 I'd ss asH saa 81 0 n aay Nonps Way ss1ces
my nlind nothing to excite my mind TO- pinJ
tricks with my common aonac; ! got ready 70,
he'd; tho wind was still, tho storm 'hat
la nsn, 1saa fof vs sseap so Ths
was ewids. awake, with a terrible ahivoring fl
upon NE, mud 9 horrible sinking at my henrt
hiy candle had butnod low in ltu socket, nnt
tho last part Of tho wick had just fallen, nut
thors, between tho foot Of tho bod hnd IL,
closed door Of tho room, rns = woman standing
and looking Ixedy at mo with q knife in he
hnnd. I WAS struck HpeechlssB With torror
Thpro the woman stood, with the knife In ho
hand, her oyea A1od upon mp. She eait
nothing, but moyod 'Hlowly towards tie bed
1aaw q fair, fine woman, with light-gray eyes
with = buckhorn handle. She camo round t
tue aido Of the bod Without any chaugo i,
Tho stony expression Of hor faco; oam'
nenrer, nearer, with the .knifo ralsod t.
@ sae AZ 1s S It es3mns 9rhGa g the oh9
sho drow the knife slowly cut Of the bed will
her delicate whito hauda, with flush under tn
dnger-nata. She went to tho foot Of tho bod
too9a "a tlsre ats, moment and thon passed Tount
largo knifc,-such aE men usod to cut brea(
.xlth,-made Of buokAorn, and looked as good ii
ths bod scS0na seq a Fire ahe drew the knifo out
=. tnat inoment tho Wlcls fell thoro wus q mo
K,9s nG9s wos .. 'ass'noss md tho woman Win th
hoart vas beanw WYE to myssa
olSasa Masa npi wake up! m.i5l;1I musdor =
window ? Ihatwas locked, too. Thon tho land
}efa cane .s;s III with IF gun n, and 4 light wha,
the room with q knife in hor hand liz locke,
y mo moment, aud then said, coldly well
lhe seems to have missed yons' told him t
oot at tue bed He wont. and onmo baoA in
passion; there wss no aueh thing Is q cut OF
mifo on the bs1. what do you mean = IL
said, by woman with kuifo trying TO stal
you? Hol ho It was q woman BOON y. ii III /
dreamFs What! DreAu,-Won.an tried to stal
mo,-not living woman, mot d living human
bong Like 1nysoltl Horror got hold O
mo, and 7 loft the house, and rushpt
put St,,L Into to! the RAIN ana rosehoa homo, =
had hnppened. she asked me what tint
4 was wien I saw tho woman. Allowing fol
tho time it took mo to got homo, 1t must hn7e
been at o'clock In tho morning tho morning
OF my birthday, and At tho Yary honr OF nj
birth. My mother opened her dogl, and said ::
Tell mo, my son, what sho looked .nke.'- I DO:
soribod her fully, aB I layo already described
her to you,-the lght-gruy eyes with tho droop
In the left oyelia, aud tho knife With the buck