Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-01-02
4 HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE.
His Hair Turned White with Fright in .
 Dream.

Dream.
 read with great interest tho opinion of a physician expressed in your paper to the effect that death sometimes occurs in sleep from fright in nightmare. I thought some of your readers might be interested in my case, for can relate an experience that seems to be phenomenal.
 am 27 years old, robust and sound, and never knew of premature age coming on any of my people. Yet 1 am gray and old far beyond my years. It all came about in single plight. When 1 was a boy, hungry, poor and forlorn, was tempted into crime. l saw in window open packages of rich candies By stepping inside the door and watching my opportunity 1 could reach one of them. I thought nobody was looking, but when snatched one and fled ran straight into the arms of q policeman on the pavement outside. I had good mother, and the thought came that had betrayed her and ruined myself. was almost crazed with remorse. l begged to be released, but the officer did his duty. Next day when was brought from jail and put on trial saw among the motley crowd in the police court man who did not seem to belong there. He proved to be the owner of the store from which had stolen the candy When I found this out m, fright was in- creased, You cannot imagine my surprise that this gentleman, when called as wit ness, withdrew all charges against me and asked the court, as personal favor, to dis charge me. The request was granted. My new friend called me to one side after the trial, heard my story and seemed to have faith in my promises. He even tsok me into his store and advanced me from o.ss position to another as the years rolled on, and finally made me chief clerk and gave mo the keys of the safe.
 One night just year ago, found myself down at the store at late hour. We had re- ceived large sum of money after banking hours, and this had been placed in the safe in my keeping, For some reason I was tempted to go down town that night. 1 wandered into the store, sat down awhile and finally opened tho safe was trembling violently all the time-why would not confess until the conviction forced itself upon me that was about to commit second burglary. An internal desire for that money had complete control of me. Finally took out the money, put it into my pockets and locked up the safe. Then 1 went to work in a clumsy man. ner to conceal the crime. I thought could pry off ths lock and thus make believe that the safe had been robbed by experts 1 was sweating at this felonious task when heard step behind me, followed by voice, "What in the world are you doing, Johnf'
 It was the voice of my old employer and old friend-the man who had saved me from prison and who had given me a chance in the world. Great heavens! How suffered. Cold blood sweat stood out on me, and the thought of my treachery was agonizing beyond human endurance. I was suffering all the torture that Dr. Jekyll must have known in being transformed into MT. Hyde. felt the very elements of my body changing. Oh, the gfGs rious relief, sweet delight, when found that all of this real suffering had been in night mare only and that l was still the trusted employe of @ just man. Yet when I looked into the glass next morning found that the snow which comes upon ordinary mortals in old age had whitened my head during that struggle in my p.--Indianapolis News.