San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-03-16
ghe Daily Eight.
FRIDAY, MARCH, l6. 1888.
TOLD IN A DREAM.
Atlanta Constitution.

"It was madness and folly I" And rs
Julian Blair gave utterance to his ex-
clam alton he brought his hand down up
ON his desk with tremendous force.
The young man in his excitement rose
from his chair and paced the no0r OF DIS
office. ,s
bitterly. Here am, a lawyer. With
out practice, in a little country town.
and with no hope OF bettering
nv condition. Instead OF waiting
patiently for something to turn up
/ have had the audacity 10 fali
in love with the weslthiest helress IN
the place, and tonight l forever dls-
graced myself by asking her to marry
me. Tomorrow am to see ner Ia,her.
There can be but one result. Mr.. How
ard ia a millionaire. He will ask me
about nv property and prospects. Well,
I have about S. in my pocket, and owe
$500. The old gentleman will regard me
AZ A fortune hunter and request me to
discontinue my visits. Yet the Lord
knows I lsVe Alice, and would devote
nv life to her."
Blair looked around the Office and took
q survey of his scanty possessions. A
few articles Of furniture, and perhaps
hundred law books--that was all. He
sat alone until the town clock struck the
hour of midnight and then retired to mis-
chamber adjoining his office and made
an attempt to sleep of his trouble.
In the course Of the night strange
thing occurred. just how II happened
he did not understand, but he had q late
visitor, who introduced himself as a
lawyer from London.
The stranger made prOfuse apologies
for his untimely visit.
"Mr. Blair" he said, 81 will not de-
tain you with any preliminarles. You
are the heir to the estate of John Blair,
one of your unoles who ran away from
home when a mere boy and settled In
Liverpool. Your uncle was remarkably
lucky. He found friends, went into
business and in the course OF time made
a fortune. He died month ago and
left you $500, 600.
Julian proceeded to ask for futher in
form alton, but the London lawyer pleas
antly remarked that good news would
keep.
III must leave in half an hour for New
York." he said, "but you may expect me
back in q week or so, and then the nee
essary arrangements will be completed
IOI pldCluk yOu LII poesooeion VA Joui III
heritance."
With this the strange visitor vanished
and Julian Blair, rs he raised himself on
his elbow and looked about the room,
asked himself whether he was awake or
dreaming.
A sudden drowsIness ovsrcsme him
and when he again opened his eyes it
was morning.
.Was it a dresm?" he cried, as he
dressed himself. mo, it Ia impossible.
There is the chair the man sat In. re-
member his features distinctly, and
every word he said, and even the tone
OF his voice. Thank God. 1t was no
vision; it was a reality"
Julian found, after making his toilet,
that he was still! little feverish, with a
strange fullness In his head, but glance
at the mirror showed that he Was oOk-
ing unusually we'll.
One thing startled him not little in
the course Of the morning. After q
brief interview with one of the bankers
of the town, he walked out on the street
with $500 10 his pocket.
A sudden doubt struck him as he
reached the sidewalk. Had he made a
mistake in telling the banker of bis good
fortune? If the whole thing was only a
dream, as he sometimes suspected, he
had done very bad thing.
"Pshawn he said to himself, 81 am
sick and nervous. How can in be d
dream"
By degrees his confidence was re-
stored. and later in the day, when he
saw Mr., Howard, his manner was well
calculated to impress the millionaire.
He told the story of his legacy, and the
rich man took him by the hand and told
him no man in the world would suit him
better as & soD-in-law.
A week passed away delightfully."-.
Blair found himself the lion OF the town,
but he spent most OF his leisure time
with his affianced.
One morning the young lawyer arose,
cool and clear headed, without trace OF
fever. He looked back upon the events
OF the past week in amsZemeni. He nc
longer had any belief In a visit of the
man from London. 1t was dream and
nothing else.
Il am In disgraceful fix ~ he groan.
ed. III have lied to Mr.. Howard and to
Alice. | have borrowed money under
false pretences. Nothing will ever con.
vince people that am not a swindler. ,
AS the days rolled on Julian grew thin
and pale. He could not bring himself
to the point of a confession to Mr.. How
ard and Alice. Then, too, some of hic
obligations were coming due. There
was apparently no way out of the
trouble. The thought Of suicide tool
possession of his mind, and he began tC
nerve himself for the deed.
y X
The card in Julian's hand bore the ad
dress Of Henry Morley, solicitor, Middle
the card was ushered into the Office, the
young ls wyer looked at him In blanl