The south Kentuckian., 1879-08-05

such an occurrence did lranspire rer-
battim ct Htcratim. II told of Col.
Nelson's untlmely death at Louisville
from the effects Of a cold, freezing ex-
perlencc in the ice gorges of the Ohio
River.
Another inexplicablc occurrence
transpired in the immediate family
of the editor of this paper. His great
grand father, being far advanced in
years and of serious turn of mind,
pious and devout, dreamed that his
end wonld be OH the 22nd of June.
The date of the dream was some time
in the spring. The old gentleman be,
lieved that tho dark warning would
prove reality. One of his sons sent
for him few days before the 22nd,
hoping then TO divert his attention
and pleasantly entertain him the trou-
Bile would Danish and the day would
pass without any notice of ii. That
day did pass favorably and the son
laughed at him and lightly referred
10 his conviction of the evil that was
to be on that day and that was not.
The old gentleman only replied: All!
my son it will yet be OH that day. On
the next 22nd day of June lie died q
natural death, pcaceably, easy and
quiet, in the full hope Of a blessed i'm
mortality.
Then The case of Col. Thos. f.
Goode, of Mecklenburg county, Yir-
inia. He was aroused by a dream
in the dead hours of the night, that
his father, then one hundred miles
distant, was dying. The dread over
came him and he Immediately ordered
his carriage, at that middle Of night and
started thither. He travelled the en-
tire route without stopping, arriving
in time TO assist in the sad work of
laying his parent In his last, long
homo. lie had no previous intima.
ton of his fathers sickness.
Then there is a case of hidden trea-
sure. No foreboding of death is i'm
plicated. Two young friends of ours,
Frank Nash and George Brinker,
were travelling together by private
conveyance and through the country.
Night overlook them. A storm dark
ly threatened and they sought shelter
in an old colonial hause in Western
Virginia. 1T was uninbabited and
probably had not been for years. 1t
was tall, maybe three stories high,
the window sashes gone, doors down,
floors partly fallen through, while
the plastering on the walls showed
the naked lathes. They waited for a
calm TO further prosecute their jour-
ney, with the hope Of securing more
quarters. But the storm
swept on! on and on III The wind
whistledl whistledl! whistled ! Il
and the thunder muttered in
deep baritone notes, with an OCCASION
oil vivid streak of forked lightning
which portrayed war of the elements.
They struck tent for the night and on
a lap blanket sought slumber. At
that hour of the night when, as Shaks-
pear says, a'
"Sow Is the very witching time OF night,
When church yards yawn and hell itself
Breathes out contagion to this world"
the tall form of q human being,
clad in heavenly white appeared unto
George and he was startled. At this
point said the object, "Fear not" To
which George replied, "What do you
want2" Object: 81 am the spirit of
him who was slain in this house 10
these many years ago. Ihave treas
ure here. Follow me and it shall be
thine, instead of mine, and in moving
backward with q slow and steady
tread repeated in cultural tones, "Fol-
low mew
George loved the qliHering gear, as
Burns put it, and neither did he fear
that which was. He followed in the
reflected light of the demons eye, and
after ascending two or throc flights of
broken stairway, according to ill.,
structions of that object which beck
oned him, saying "follow me-" there
was halt. The object neared him,
took him by the sleeve and said, "des-
cend now this ladder with me-" Hc
did. They went down, down, down.
They reached the bottom. 1t was,
figuratively speaking, a bottomless
pit. There hung a bag, about the
size of flour barrel. These remarks
followed:
Object: "Take thy dagger aud
pierce it through! for that which
thou seeth with thine own eyes thou
mayest believe"
George: 81 will" and the words
were followed with murderous
thrusts.
Just then came howl, an unoarth-
ly yell, from Frank. "Look a-here
George, III give you fair warning, il
you souze that dovilish bone finger o
yours in my side again, I'll kick YOU
plum oif'n this blanket"
George had been dream ming and was
sad to know that there was no Greatly
in dreams"