Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1877-06-20
BRONN'S DREAM.

diphtheria, Opthalmia IN various
forms, had tasked his skill and touched
his syppathies. His way lay past
Browns, and he determined to call.
He hoped to hear n.own's lively COM
ments on the events of the day, and 80
succeed IN driving away the recollec.
lions of the scenes of suffering he had
witnessed scenes doubly distressing
to him because he believed, III great
measure, preventable.
Contrary to expectation, he found
Brown taciturn, sober, blue. lie raj
lied him on his gloominess, when
Brown esclaimed: "Now, doctor, |
know you'll laugh and tell me TO avoid
late suppers; but the fact is. | have
has dream and cannot shake off the
impression it has made. 1t has set
me to thinking and Brown thrust
his hands into his pockets, dropped his
chin upon his chest, and gazed stead
ily at the fire in the CRATE.
at wants an hour to dinner, and l
have no engagement, so let me hear
the wonderful Dream said the doctor.
Brown seized the poker, stirred the
fire until it glowed, and thus began:
"lt seemed that | stood before the
gate Of the Golden City and Knocked
for admission; voice cried out,
who's therey Brown said |.
TOO indefinite; and the form of st.
Peter appeared above the gate, with a
large book in his hand, in which he
seemed to search. Occupation he
asked. Merchant replied. Brown,
merchant said the good Saint. run
ming his finger down the page; School
Trustee, | added in a hesitating tone.
He turned again to the book. Running
his finger down the page, he said,
Brown. Trustee of L. ). No. sos.
That's it. said |, suddenly brighten
ing up, for if n.y name was there, |
thought had only to walk up to the
cashiers desk and draw my dividend.
We'll what good have you done down
there| SAID the saint noddlng in the
direction Of the world. This damp
had received on one occasion. three
votes for deacon Of our church; that |
WAS Director in horse railroad that
4 had put my name on To all SubScrip-
ton papers presented; but none Of
these seemed to suit the atmosphere
OF the country in which | was, and so
! yentured to say that | had got
a school-houSe built IN our ward
The good saint, who had been gazing
intently upon a group of children
playing upon a sunny bank, suddenly
turned TO me and said, What kind of
oney | wished that had with me
some of the plans we have in our
Board. They looked so fine upon paper
| described y. 5. No. 505 to the best of
my ability. How many do You put
in school?' That depends said |.
Depends on what?' said he. in a tone
of voice that made my knees tremble.
Upon how many want to come, ! re-
piled. What do you do when the
rooms are fully re then asked. Make
additional ones out of the play-rooms,
! answered. Where do the children
then playY he inquired in a tone |
didn't like; but plucked up courage
and answered, They don't come to
school TO play--they come to school to
learn. | said this all the bolder be-
cause it wasn't original with me.
"'When these are full, what devon
do then?' he asked. in tone that in
dlcated that he thought me cornered.
Put them in wardrobeS, and under the
stairs, said |. readily. What, then ?
said he. with sternnesS that made
me wish hadn't been quite so auen,
with my answers; but | remembered
that had never advocated putting
children in the coal-hole or astride o.
the ridge-poe, SO answered. 'Pu
Them in church basements;' and EN-
phasized the word church, hoping t,
turn his thoughts from school-houses
that are used five DAYS in the week t,
churches, that are used but one day il
the week I'm; | lidn'r surcred