The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1883-11-13

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All the world likes to talk about dreams,
and half believes in them, in spite OF great
pretentions to the contrary, and much talk
about physiological causes. A dream story,
in which a late railroad accident was the
subject and a celebrated singer the dreamer,
has just come to light.
Zelda Seguin is with the Abbott Opera
company this season, as everybody knows
So far the company has spent much OF its
time in the northwest, drawing big houses
\ and receiving plenty Of newspaper praise.
On the night of September 70 it was in
Omaha.
That night Mrs Seguin dreamed that she
was in n railroad car near Utica, N. Y. She
know 1t was thai locality, having passed
over IL often As the train few along shs
thought she saw the different points In the
scenery, commenting upon them from time
to time to a young lady who occupied
the same seat with her. The young lady was
a close friend, and in the dream
Ms Seguin thought 1t perfectly natural that
they should DO travelling together. She
heard somebody say, ''Diefondorf Hill" That
part OF the dream she remembered with
special distinctness. The popularity of
dram dialogues, Is that though one seems to
be saying much and hearing much, only a
few sentences OF 1t all stand boldly out in the
memory after the drehmer opens his eyes on a
new day. And so, MIS-. Seguin sleeping in
Omaha thirty-six hours before tho accident
on the West Shore road, dreamed she was
whi-iing along near Utica and heard the
name "Diefendorf Hill" spoken distinctly.
Then she saw her girl companions face turn
To that peculiar shade OF white which terror
only can produce-saw the same CHASTITY ri
gidity of muscle spread over the face OF the
other passengers, and simultaneously felt a
shook which mol.
ing, grinding, horrible jar that seemed
to splinter the worry rocks beneath
the earth. Then all was suddenly
blotted out in one vast engulfrnent OF dark
ness Out of this Mrs. Seguin seemed to rise
IN hat mysterious way in which we are all
extricated from dilemmhs in dreams. until
she could look down upon the wreck from
the air above It. She saw the two engines
locked in ench others embrace. twisted.
beiching. groaning as though in mortal
agony saw also the cars which were thrown
nom the track, damaged and crippled like
great animals; and withnl saw in one of
them the friend who sat by her side but a
moment before. She was now lying helpless
in the dreadful mas OF debris. her face death
like and her form motionlesa. There the
dream stopped. She told It the next morn
ing, rs 1t was sill fresh in her mind on wax.
ing up, but did not, Of course, think
that 1t had any significance. What
was her surprise within three days
to read OF tho accident which occurred ON
the list OF October, on the West Shore road;
and later to learn that tho same young friend
who had sat beside her in the dream had
really been aboard the wrecked train and
been injured. Let tho people who ex-
pain such things by material reason
Ing. or those who waive them aside
win = sneer and a smile, tell, il they can.
why Zelda Seguin, sleeping more than a
Thousand miles west Of Utica, should so ac-
curateiy dream out al accident three DAYS
before IL occurred, and associate a friend
with 1t whom she believed TO be safe In her
home In one of the interior towns Of Pennsyl-
vaniA- She had retired after an evening OF
more than usual honor. The applause had
oeen generous to embarrassment Nothing
had occurred to call up any thoughts OF peril
or accidant Yet in her dream she felt the
shock and saw the ruins of the wreck.
Once before Zelda Seguin had a remarka-
Die dream in regard TO a public event which
soon after happened. Three nights before
Jim Fisk was shot she dreamed she was walk
ing up broadway and the entire
street was draped in mourning. Tho
shutters OF every store were closed.
and In white letters on Il black ground
on every one was the name Jim Fisk y
She turned INTO other streets and il was the
same. Everywhere there was the drapery Of
mourning and the name 'Jim Fisk IN white
letters This dream she told next morning
70 her friends, and on the third day thereafter
was checked beyond expression to learn that
FISK tad been shot Yet she had never even
seen him.