West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1885-08-28
A STRANGE STORY
Iy Remarkable Dream and It's
Fulfillment.

Mine is strange story, the story of
the one event fraught even now with
haunting mystery in life othcrv Use
mOnotonous and embarrassing. What
subtle instinct prompts mo TO tell my
tale. know not; unless it be the half
unconscious wish TO communicate TO
Others that VIII ch must ever be con-
nectcd in my own mind with so much
that is weird and ineNplicable. Even
now, when it all lies behind mo like "a
tale that is told" fast receding and fad
ing away into the outlived past; when
my blood flows coldly through my
veins, and my heart, like wearied,
wasted thing, drags slowly on till the
chill hand of death shall tay il forever
even now l shrink with shuddering
rcpugnauce, and would fain draw back
from my self-impOsed task.
doubt IT, under Gods Heaven, two
human souls ever loved each other more
devotedly than did my husband and
myself. We had been married but a
snort twelve months when he came
home one night with a haggard, alb
sorbed look on his face, that told me
Instantly something OF importance must
have happened. What it was / soon
learned. Bus ness OF the utmost ur-
gency required him to start at once tor
Brazil We were TO be separated, he
and l. for six long months-he to Jour
ney across "A world of wild angry
waters, ! to drag out the weary DAYS
In lonely waiting and watching for his
return.
OF the desolate weeks that followed
my husband departure, will not now
sperk. The days dragged slowly on,
one by one, and at last the time arrived
when | might expect 10 hear from him
The mail from Brazil the one he had
promised TO write by-came in, but the
letter ] had watched for, longed for and
prayed for through so many weary DAYS
and restless nights, came not, nor had
any tidings of his ship been received. [
went into his Office, where knew they
would hear directly she arrived. They
told me there was no cause for anxiety,
the ship was overdue, but that was
common occurrences some accident had
probably delayed her; they would tel
egraph directly she was advised. >
Days grew into weeks and weeks into
months, and yet no news of the Osprey.
How L lived through that awful time,
God only knows. NIGHT after night. |
y,
until. utterly exhausted, / fell into a
restless, dream haunted sleep; only
to toss to and fro on n
wild heaving ocean. over which
was wandering in search of my lost
husband Day after day / would shut
myself up in my room TO lie PROSTATE
on the floor, sObbing: 'Oh, my hus-
band! my brave, noble husbandi God
give him back 10 me- give him back to
me-
] will not weary the reader and
wiring my own heart fresh bv dwelling
upon the black misery and hopeless
agony OF that fearful time Two long
Years had gone by, and nothing being
heard OF the Osprey il was considered
rs settled beyond doubt that she had
gone down and all on board persisted.
just at this time an old maiden aunt of
my husband 5, who had been very in.
took IL into her head that she would
like me TO go and stay few DAYS with
her. As the doctors said she could
no. possibly live more than month or
two ] had not the heart to refuse: aud
So for the first time since my marriage.
i"und myself sleeping under a strange
rooL 1t was a little country farm
house way up in the midland counties.
j had never been there before. and. as
the journey was long one, and was
very tired, | went to bed soon after nv
arrival That night dreamt "a dream
o sucn intense yividness and reality
thst even now / can recall ID 10 my
mind. fresh and unfading as if it had
happened but yesterday. / found my
SET. / know not how. standing alone AZ
midnight on bare bleak heath. lit
only by the weird light Of low-lyinp
moon, far away in the starlcss south.
Across her wan face stretched a ragged
skirt of black. angry cloud, on either
side OF which the intercepted rays
broke into two long hay beams OF
light one shooting far across the calm
heavens. the other bending down
toward earth hil II was lost in the
shHdOwy horizon. All around me.
as lar rs the eye could
reach. spread the wild waste OF
moorland. save that away 70 the right I
saw the dark outline OF some building
apparently "a deserted shed or cot
tage. As ] stood there. numb and
trembling in The chill night air. n
strange irresistible impulse e. know
net what soilcl me- by which I was
mpeilcd, as By some unseen power. in
De- direction Of this object I drew
closer aud closer. my heart wrcnchinV
Dr. Wild uneven effort in my bosom. my
breath coming in short quick gasps.
and my car So uunaturaily strained for
the slightest sound. that ] could hear
the blood kissing and rushing through
tie veins 10 my temples suddenly 7
hoard sound "a Of some human beng
in pain. and then "a Wild. wailiny CRY.
Harry Harry. Harry COO help mo 70
anu then low moan again With one
bound rushed forward and there in tho
shadow Of Che shed. crOucher up aoair4t
the wall ] saw Che form Of woman.
appa emily dying ] kucit at her side
raHcd her in my arms. snd a.
the pale light Of the moon
fell on her face rccogr-lcJ
the fe lures ~ my lost husband re-.
collect % w'id. unasr.hly cry ringing .n
my ears whether uttered Eg myself OF
moi. can not AZ. and then awoke
10 Ind myself lying there in ihat silent
house. " Oh tHe cold ght ut cIouJIr
moon falling iul on my face trouvh
The uncurinucd window -Iecp. with
the recollection Of that dream haunting
my mnd. was impossible 30 I rose.
aud, on looking out found chat NV
""d'w oyc.ed 0u pair OF IRON Stair.
rtrrI'n2 down TO % garden. Iaa dmI
me aanIna. wy ] dressed. .i.up. a
shawl pgrr b.. a. hood .af