The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1889-11-07

to me. The events of these months are in
delibly impressed upon my mind and it
would take too much Of your time to chrOn
icle them all: so l will hasten on to the
awakening; which is, after all, the strang
est part of the vision. Would you believe
it. IawOke in the very town where in my
dream had been taken to. l met with
surprise after surprise until was fain to
believe that my dream was the reality and
the awakening, the dream. l had retired
with mOustach which had been the pride
of my youth; awOke with smooth shaven
face. 1 had gone to sleep with thick. wavy
hair; l awOke, alas. and scanty were
the locks that the glass reflected. and
the wave" ah, where was it! l had
retired with respectable wardrobe, i awOke
to find myself. in the language of Grosvenor
"a one collar and shirt young man." Am
awake or asleep? l 60 down the street and
enter a haberdasher's and purchase hat:
the proprietor wants me to take one two
sizes too small for me-yes. l certainly
must be awake. l walk along; the rumble
of the various vehicles dsturbs and annOys
me; what time must have been asleep!
1 start to cross the street thinking the while
of my terrible dream-Hi there! Hi!
turn quickly and jump forty feet more or
less as see team of horses paving the
air above me. Yes, l am awake.
seem to be conducted to a quiet home
some distance from the scene of my dream
and enter house and am cordially well
coined. sit at the piano and the keys
respond to my touch; tea is announced and
proceed to the dining-roOm: am seated
and mechanically pick up a--napkin, in my
long. weary dream no napkins had appeared.
Biscuit! Light. snowy biscuit and such
FRI rof huf % Hrf I olya
still dreaming? Tea is over. and the even
ing is spent and am conducted to my bed
chamber. The first thing that strikes my
eyes is looking glass big enough to see
both sides of my face at once, and yet is it
my face. it seems like. yet strangely unlike.
A bed-a genuine bed; head board. foot
board. four legs. mattraSS and bedding;
yes. l certainly must be awake. but am de-
termined not to be SO long, and ] soon am
ready to WOO the drowsy god. who yields to
my entreaties and | am presently asleep.
Morning comes and 1 hear astep-'Say Ben,
tell POr-" There is no Ben here, but if you
don't get up you'll miss those pancakes you
were talking about" In moment was
wide awake; ah, that magic wOrd-pan-
cakes! Breakfast over, asleep or awake.
know not which, take the train for ST..
Paul. and upon going out of the depot
diI doSdiICu NY q uOZou UdCkllleIl- HIS
road to the - House. Dinner only 25
cents" etc. After escaping from these
tiends l came across a very peculiar feat
ure of my life. In my seeming awakening
condition meet man whom l only met
and knew in my sleeping condition. This
was problem that my poor brain refused
to demonstrate and l did not attempt to
solve it. AS walked up Third street it
seemed to me that | was in every ones
way. and the way was jOstled from side
to side renders the fact of my safe return
almost a miracle. AS | was making my
perilOus journey up the street | met Great
ure wonderful to behold. It, [ say 1T ad-
visedly, had the appearance, at least family,
of man. All that L first saw was two
huge cylindrical bodies surmounted by a
broad white band. 1t seemed to have some
internal mechanism by which it propelled
itself along. AS it gradually approached
me. the huge cylinders resolved themselves
into-dare 1 call them sO-trousers; thin
cadaverOus face appears above collar of col
lOssal dimensions, theil being placed between
the two lips-a cigarette. Ito did not then
know that was behOlding typical speci-
men OF the genus ''dude'0 seemed very
strange to me and entirely out of keeping
with the richness of its apparel. that it
should be prOmenading on the public thor
Oughfare carrying piece of cOrdwood. But
wonder of wonders. as it came still nearer
l saw that it was not cOrdwood but huge
cane. So great was my curiosity concern
ing this apparitiOn that l asked kindly
looking bystander. what it was. Upon
learning that it was dude l allowed my
eyes to rest upon its retreatng form with
my mind filled with awe and veneration to
think l was behoIding the subject and in
c nj t.f Of
leading dailies. could not understand it
and so let it pass as one of the fantasies
| of my dream.
returned to Saltwater late in the after