The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1891-08-11
A SHORT, SWEET DREAM.


We saw her on the cars on Thursday.
and we could not understand why
every heart did not bow in fondest
worship at her enchanting shrine Of
| beauty and of lOve-lines. Her fine.
gracefully carved and symmetrical
figure seemed the incarnation of every
charm, while the radiant tintingsupOn
her glorious cheeks made her match
less face seem as if the rose of beauty
had been painted there in all of its
richest and most luXuriant cOlOrings.
We were thrilled and enchanted and
spell bound with rapture as we caught
a glimpse of those sparkling missiles of
radiance which were shot from the
beaming batteries of her Witchery-
loaded eyes. whose flashing aim went
straight to Il heart, and attuned its
thrObbings to strains of sweetest love
and worship. AS we sat and watched
this beautiful picture of lOVelineSS we
dreamed of the rapture that would one
day hang in q halo of CcStacy around
that fortunate man who could win this
jewel for the cOrnet Of his affections,
for We know that all the hOnied scenes
Of endearment that make up the glory
light Of home life will find a glorious.
transporting nesting place in the en-
chanting presence of this beautiful wO-
man whose smiles alone would make
earth seem as fairand bright as Heaven.
And just as our heart began to melt
under mcllOwing charms. and Just as a
New Eden, with all Of the enhancing
music with all of its SWeetly carOling
birds, and with all of the delicious per
fume Of its luXuriantly blooming flow
CrS, began to beckOn. and lure us on
| with its seductive wand into the bliss
fully Intoxicating realm of rapture and
enchantment; and Just as the dry. sic
cant, parched up Sahara Of existence
began to gliStGn again with the refresh
ing beauty of that luXuriantOaSiS where
gurgling brooks in, coolest wavelets
flow. and sweetest flowers in richest
fragrance grow; and just as the long
untUuoi strings on the harp Of affcC-
ton began to feel the thrill of that
magic sweep, which fills the chambers
of the bosom with that soothing melody
that browns all earthly cares in the
rythm of its ecStaCy-yea Just at the
time we reached Rocky Mount, another
fellow stepped upon the scene, their
rapturOUs meeting told the story; we
vanished into the VaniShneSS. of most
gOnable gOnenesS and we felt like the
last LeGOI2 GilmlnefIlG star does at
pmOrning. and we knew we made as
poor a show at shining as that feeble
star makes, when the fulEorbetI sun is
up in the dazzling brilliancy Of its re
splendent power. Yes, u dream
faded as quickly as the vivid Hastings
Of the QUivering Ightnin2s, which burn
so brilliantly and so beautifully for a
moment upon the bosom Of the clouds,
and then sink away in the deeps of
darkness. and leave not one single
gathering foot print there to mark the
pathway Of their dazzling cOrrusca-
tons. Yes, our hopes persisted as
quickly as the dew drops which glisten
with richest brilliancy for a moment
on the petals of the flowers, and die
underline first warm kiss Of a trembling
sunbeam; and SO that bright dream Of
OF the future passed away as easily and
as quickly as the bubble which rides
50 gracefully the current of a stream
and then die at the s~oftest caress of
some gentle woUing zephyr: for in an
instant we saw, IN the graphic and
electrifyin& and soul thrilling refrain
Of the feryid and im~pasaioned poet.
that "Epn had got the coon, and cone
IN. "-HlI&UH Mirror.