The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1881-01-27
Dreams That Were Fulfilled.
From the New York World.

From the New York World
MIR. Eihu Rich has told us of man who
dreamed of being in strange city, and
sometime after was startled by identifying
the town of his dream. Every street, each
bulldlng-all but one church, which on in
quiry he found had been built since his
dream. Mr.. William Hone was led to en-
brace religion through thoughts awakened
by similar vision. Being called to part
| of London with which he was unacuuaint-
| ed upon some business, he was ushered in
to room to wait. Everything seemed SO
familiar that he involuntarily exclaimed, II
have seen all this, though I was never here
before-if lam right there isa peculiar knot
| in that shutter" He opened the window
and there was the knot. Dickens tells us
in letter dated May 80, 1863 that he saw
in his room lady wearing a red shawl.
whose face he did not recognize, but who
said to him, Il am Miss Napier, and that
on the morrow of the dream lady in red
shawl was presented to him, and proved to
be Miss Napier. In letter to Forster,
Dickens also told of President Lincolns
well known dream, on Secretary Stantons
authority, the story. ommitting some unim-
portant passages, being as follows
On the afternoon of the day on which the
President was shot there was Cabinet
council, at which he presided. Mr.. STAN
ton arrived rather late. Mr. Stanton then
noticed with surprise that the President sat
with an air of dignity in his chair, and was
grave and calm. Mr.. Stanton, on leaving
the council with the Attorney General, said
to him, THAT is the most satisfactory Cabi-
net meeting have attended for many a long
| day. What an extraordinary change in Mr.
Lincoln! The Attorney. General replied,
| We all saw it before you came in. While
We were waiting for you, he said, with his
chin down on his breast, Gentlemen, some
and that very soon.' To which the ATTORNEY
General had observed, Something good.
sir, hope? when the President answered
very gravely: I don't know-I don't know.
But it will happen, and shortly, too As
they were ali impressed by his manner, the
Attorney General took him up again. Have
you received any information, sir, not vet
disclosed to us?' No, answered the Presi-
dent, but have had dream. And have
had the same dream three times-once on
the night proceeding the battle of Bull Run;
once on the night proceeding such an
other, (naming battle also not favorable to
the North). His chin sank on his breast
and he sat rejecting. Might one ask the
nature Of this dream STRIP said the Attorney
General. Well, replied the President,
titude, 1 am Ona great, broad rolling river
and I am in a boat--and I drift land I
drift but this is not business suddenly
raising his face and looking round the table
as Mr.. Stanton entered; let us proceed to
business gentlemen MIR. Stanton and the
| Attorney General said, as they walked on to-
gether, it would be curious to notice wheth-
er anything ensued on this, and they agreed
to notice. He was shot that MI ht. "
! Another strange dream story with which
many of our readers NAV be familiar is that
concerning Gustavus Vassa Brooke, the
tragedian, who OH the day before he left
London to embark in the ill fated steamer
upon which he hoped to sail to Australia,
met his friend Greeves at "a favorite resort
in the Strand. $50 you are really off to-
morow?-but not for long, I imagine?"
''Yes", said the tlagedian, in an unusually
brave tone; yet, I am afraid may never
return" Nonsense. What makes you
have such gloomy idea as that?' ''Ill
tell you Greeves. had strange dream
that that some fe1 Mov S' author@ es%es
to me with the manuscript of play,
and wanted to sell it to me- I saw in great
letters upon the cover of the first act the IT,
tie. It was The Wreck turned over a
few pages, and came to a sketch in ink of
the closing tableaux, intended to illustrate
the way the stage should be set. Standing
upon the deck Of a sinking vessel was man
clinging to the rigging. The despairing face
of that man was a perfect reproduction of
my own features. The sight of that ago
nized face, SO perfect a picture of myself,
frightened me out of my sleep. Greeves,
tell you that dream means something seri-
ous." "Pshawr' said Greeves, lit means too
late hours and too late dinners" Brooke
went his way and met his fate.