The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-08-17
A SINGULAR DREAM.
A Sleeper Writes 1t Out in Full
and Returns to His Bed.
Written for THE SUNDAY CALL.

l am not somnambulist, but something
occurred about three weeks ago, while was
asleep, that ! am at present unable to ac-
count for. / had dream, the details of
which, when l awoke in the morning, were
as clear to me as if they were those of some
event had witnessed but "a moment before.
After dressing myself and raising my pill
low to take from it my watch, which l
usually place there on retiring, | was as
tonished to find alongside Of it an envelope
addressed to myself, the superseription be-
ing in my own handwriting. L had no
recollection of having written letter to
myself, so / tore open the envelope and
found that it contained carefully written
account of the dream ! had had during the
night. That | wrote 1t myself there can be
no doubt, for it Is IN my handwriting, but
how did it, or when, i am at a loss to
know. The following is what wrote:
! saw them depart as the room was clear.
and l heard the, physicians last remark;
been dreaming? Yes, the room was now
very dark, save for a dim candle light that
wrought grim shadows hideouS as the night
Yes, l was alone-ah, no, the dead was
there-the dead and myself. L rose from
where sat, and tottered over to the bed
side where the departed lay; then | Won
dered at the strangeness OF my dream, fer
Ger me a chilly fear stole, for had his
very soul seen. And in the house light
after light went out and was seized with
a terrific hunger at my heart; read Of that
falling leaves which kept their green,
the noble letters of the dead. An
hour ere this noble athlete died i
had unused upon the various changes
that with death would be accompanied.
l grew confused, and wondered how the
Al, n, fhn cinh fha haa
the thou ght, the cunning of his nimble legs
and his great mind would leave the llfeless
tenement in its wake. Through the lenses
of the mind looked, and 10! figure be-
held without name, q very light, trans
parent substance rising slow above the
corpse, whose hard and rugged frame bore
no resemblance to it, not a bit, yet it
fioated over his head like misty pail.
Then this figure OF transcendent beauty
now began to soar as II on wings OF air, the
while it gazed down on the pallid brow Of
its dead counterpart; but where, oh where
could it be going? To find resting-p place?
/ knew not where, save in the realms OF
space. Another moment l watched the
vision with longing eyes ere IL mad taken
flight; and now its face assumed panied
despair, look of pity, then look OF
Highland strangely on the silence broke
the sient-speaking words, and strangely
was loves dumb cry defylng death to
change his worth, and more strangely
spoke the faith, the ylgor, bold to dwell on
doubts that drive the coward back; and
keen through wordy snares TO follow sug-
gestion to her inmost cell. Then the dead
man touched me from the past, and, all at
once, it seemed as II his living soul was
flashed on mine, and mine in his was
bound and whirled about empyreal heights
of thought and came on that which is. and
snatched the deep pulsatiOns of the world.
Eonian music came measuring out tho
steps of time, the shocks of chance and the
blows of death. Then the dead man spoke,
saying. Alden, poor clay, adieu,' ana then
the vision fed" G. W. b.
Son Eroprisco 4,to H. 1900