The evening world., 1889-02-19

A Remarkable Vision, In which the Sleeper
Is Guided by the Sorceress of the Nile
Through Countries the Beauty of which
Snrpnssen Dcscription-"The Garden Of
she Good" "Vnlley of strength" and
"Songlnnd" Were Among the visited
Realms.
Returning home after a visit to the theatre
to be Mrs. Potter as Cleopatra / took q paper
TO bed and tried 10 read myself to sleep.
in it ! read how Denman Thompson, while
rummaging through the vaults under the stage
of the Academy of Music, had unearthed
some long -forgotten treasures, among them
the swan which was used in the elaborate
production of "Lohengrin." 1t impressed
me SO that in my dreams | thought / paid n
visit to those regions. There ! saw Cleo
patra's barge and a mysterious, yelled lady,
who asked me if ] would like TO make a voy-
age. Upon my accepting the invitation She
told me TO meet her there the following even
ing. Dreaming on, l thought the night had
passed, and yet another day, and ] came to
keep my appointment.
The barge was ready. resting upon a'river
that looked like glass, so smooth its surface.
so crystalline its depths. The barge was
lined with satin and decorated with rare
tapestries. Two couches of turs indicated
where VIC were to rest. A motion of my
guides hand showed which was intended for
me. ! watched my guide closely, but her
head was again yelled and could not see her
face. Her movements were graceful. her
voice musical. her breath as the odor of
spices. To II mortal she presented q picture
of ravishing beauty. The voyage is to com
mence. She raises her hand. and a dark
skinned giant at the stern gives u wide sweep
OF the oar, and we are of.
Slowly We Igllde over the CLASSY surface,
with nothing to break the silence save the
dip of the oar and the tinkle of a silver bell
by which my pilot directs the course of the
boat. At last we come to II great curtain, tho
top ard sides stretching into the immenSity of
distance. the bottom touching the water. As
We reach 1t it parts and we pass on.
The scene changes. We are IN Il valley
many miles i'll extent, surrounded by great
snow mountains. whose white sides reflect n
curious light. Tie air is cool but dry, and
the light dim but penetrating. ] shade my
eyes and look upon II scene of wondrous
beauty. : My guide stirs, then speaks. We
have Just passed through the Plain of Silence.
None speak there who value life; none reach
there who seek for death. This side of the
curtain is the Valley of the Northwind. Yon-
der are the Mountains of tho Moon. The
three tall pines on the mountain top have
been guide posts for centuries"
We come to another curtain. which like
wise parts at our approach. A wave of hot
air sweeps over us. On either side we see
still more wondrous mountains, and these
also seem to emit n light. but this light is
more powerful. The verduro of the valley is
something marvellous. Great palm trees line
the river, and their shade is very grateful.
NV guide proceeds: This III the Valley of
the Southwind. Were YOU to tarry here for
but a day, your Joy would be so great that my
influence would not be strong enough to in.
duce you to return whence you came. On
each hand arc the Mountains of the Sum-
A third curtain, md we are greeted by
chants of merriment. A great lake opens tc
our view. AS far as the eye can reach are
groups of boats filed with people in gala at.
tire, all making merry. Laughter reigns su,
preme. Each person has the gift of mimicry
and all have q sonse of hulnor. 1--WE are
afoat, " says my companion, on the Lake
of Laughter. These people are tho GASES il
the desert of a sorrowful world. We do no.
fully appreciate their usefulness, because We
have never lived without them. Think Of
that. my friend, and ever hereafter have {
good word for those whose usefulness is t
amuse."
Again II curtain. We pass on to anothel
lake. The nightin9ales are singing in thu
rose lhickets that line the shores. On thu
hill is u castle of ivory, its towers glistenin:
in thu moonlight. We can hear the twangins
of II guitar and through the lattice catch
glimpse OF II pair of bright eyes peering dow
ut the player, Boats are constantly coming
- bA' HNhAS W. 'AAS "iA S"i Az al
precious freight. The passengers huye thu
fire of youth in their eyes if not in thei
bodies. Some are old in years, but all ar
young in hope. NY guide resumes "Feas
your eyes on the Lake of Love. Affection ant
Gentleness are Queens here. Love j
the Golden Girdle that reaches from
heaven to earth and from earth Il
heaven again; it may widen, but it can nevel
end. Loves pathway lis not always smooth
To love is to breakfast ON fear and jealousy
lunch on sorrow and bitterness, dine OF
sweetness and light and sleep GU Joy an,
bliss. II is to like that best which make
somebody olse happy. 1t is to drink the COB
. lot of the gods and be ever thirsty. 1t is t.
love life for the dear ones here; il is to low
death for the dear ones beyond. Love share
our SORROWS and our joys. Love laughs witt
=, us, cries with us, lives with MS and dies will
us. Love was and is, and shall be to tn
! end"
} The fifth curtain uplifts and we are in al
, exquisite garden. The air is redolent wit
the odors of flowers. Every cline must hav
contributed, so extensive is the variety, Il
= the distance we see a group of tents, whit
! and beautiful i'll the starlight. From all di
r~ections caravans of laden camels are maxim
their way to the camp, probably to rest TO
a the night. My wonder is cut short by til
: words of my guide Drink in while yo
may the perfume of the Garden of the Great
q The camp is by the waters of the Spring G
. Wisdom. The wise men gather there fror
all quarters of the world. The sound 20