Hand County press. (Miller, Dakota [S.D.]) 1882-1893, 1882-09-06
n FOOLISH DREAM.

That stir the spirits inner deeps,
When one that loves, but knows not reaps
truth from one that loves and knows?
--TeHnysoa.
L am not superstitious; L have no
reverence for the mysterious; ! utterly
discredit witchcraft and have no faith
in dreams. At least have always most
emphatically declared this sort of inf
deity, that, as l have inferred, being
precisely what the wiser community ex-
poets of every individual with any pre-
tensions to good sense. But, sub rosa,
would confess that my wits have often
been exceedingly puzzled 10y peculiar
dreams that not infrequently have
been succeeded by odd condolences.
And with one sleeping vision that re-
call is associate4-the most interesting
event of my life.
Lorenzo St Victor was the legal adj
wiser of the very elderly and estimable
lady whose companion / was. He was
q gentleman of agreeable appearance,
rather large, with aristocratic features,
dark eyes and grayish hair. His man
ner was grave, his voice pleasant; and
he impressed me as one of a gentle ma
ture, strong feelings and great taciturn-
ity. met him often, and / sometimes
fancied that his courtesies toward me
we're actuated 10y less impartial senti-
ment than what would have been dis
Greet to acknowledge. For we we're two
whose ways of life must he divergent,
and love to us might bring pain and un-
quietness
Neither of us was disposed to act in
any matter without proper reflection
and undoubtedly we meant TO he very
practical and unromantic-Mr. St
Victor and nevertheless, l was per-
suaded that the wicked, eyeless elf,
yclept Cupid, was winging about us
mocking our sober reason and Fictitious
reserve with emotions that, however
carefully hidden, could not be an
initiated.
Il will not think about him at all, y
was my steadfast determination.
But unhappily, my resolution was as
II written on sand only to he swept
away again and again by the tide oi
feeling could no more master than
Canute the ocean that he babe roll back
For time, indeed, my fixed purpose
did seem successful. For a time those
questioning, perpleSing eyes did not
come between me and my duties. Fol
time was not ceaselessly conscious OF
that absorbing, expressing sensation oi
longing to be near him, to hear his voice,
TO look upon his face. And l nearly
believed then that my new fancies oi
him would no moro disturb my peace
In this belief L was happy, when dream
"a singular and startling dream-agair
spoiled my quietude.
In that dream L was encompasscd oil
about by impenetrable darkness tina
was filed with deep murmurings OF un
earthly sound. had been in morta
danger and deadly fright. My garments
were stained with blood, and the awfu
hue of blood tinged the very air. lwa'
amid sights and sounds almost suci
as might have quickened the concep
ton Of an inferno. But the invisible
danger was over, and l was no longe
either shocked or agonized. Out OF thu
darkness and the horror i was beint
led by Lorenzo st. Victor, and was su
premely content. / was in an ecstas!
OF satisfaction that was unnatural ane
scarcely sublunary. His kisses were OF
my lips; his was the encouraging voice
that seemed to say:
You have nothing TO fear, Minnie
shall allow nothing to harm you
L Iawoke. The stars Of the clear, sweet
night were shining through my window
out along the cast were kindhhg 'h'
saffron flames of dawn.
My dream haunted me. The vision hat
seemed so real and vivid-the unrea
sonable rapture of il all had been so in
descr'hably impressive that my senses
were thrilled with something like ex
Pectant exaltation.