Connecticut western news., 1891-05-06

am not naturally dreamer, but am a very sound sleeper. It did not seem that I dreamed that night, but suddenly l found myself in a familiar spot. It was night, and thunderstorm was rap- idly coming on. The black heavens were seaped with fire, and deep thunder roared like an enraged monster. Twas standing on the old bridge which span ned winding stream not far from my boyhood home. Suddenly flash of lightning showed me Ediena hurrying along the bridge.
 Startled and amazed that she should be there at such time, was about to make my presence known, when an- other flash showed a second person on the bridge. Plainly I saw his dark, mustached, evilly handsome face, and plainly heard Ediena's cry of surprise and fear as he confronted her midway on the trestle. Ther:. through the dark ness floated his triumphant exclann,- tion:
 '.Ah-ahl Ediena Wyldmere, I have you now! Twice I have asked you to be my wife, only to meet with refusal and scorn. Tonight swear you shall consent to marry me, or you meet your death in the waters of Crooked riverl''
 Then came another flash of light that showed my darling struggling in his vile clasp. To my ears came cry that stirred every drop of blood in my veins:
 In an instant I leaped forward and tore her from his arms; at the same time dealt him terrific blow that sent him roo1ino net tho of %be The rotten guard gave way, and finging up his arms, with the look of unuttera- ble horror on his face plainly revealed by the vivid glare, he uttered one wild cry and plunged downward into the dark water Ediena uttered one joyful cry:
 "Jasperl Jasperr'
 Then she sank unconscious at my feet. From that moment knew no more un- til I awoke in the morning to find my self in the hospital. And in the morning my memory was fully restored to it's natural condition. I found that knew my own name and the names of my friends. That day left the hospital.
 Iremained in the city week, and during the entire time my strange dream-if dream it was-worried me constantly. Was Ediena in trouble? Did she need my protection?
 As final result, one night I boarded a swift train, and in the morning stood by my darling's bedside She was just recovering from brief but severe ill., ness. As she chung to my hand and shed tears of joy she sobbed reproach- fully:
 "Oh, Jasper! Why did you leave me there on that bridge after rescuing me from Cyril Staythorne's hands?'
 "What do you mean?" I hoarsely gasped, scarcely able to credit my ears.
 Then she described scene just as l had witnessed and taken part in my dream. She finally said:
 I was over to Mabel Gray's, where I intended to spend the night. when the thunder storm came up. I don't know why did it, but I resolved to return home, and started out despite the pro- tests of both Mabel and her mother. l met Staythorne on the bridge. He seized me in his vile grasp, and called for help. Then you came and snatched me from his hands, at the same time hurling him off the bridge. Icaught one glimpse of your face as it was revealed by the lightning, and then I tainted. When l recovered consciousness it was raining and I was alone on the bridge"
 "And Cyril StaythorneT' asked.
 "Was found the following day float ing corpse on Crooked river"
 My story ends here. I have already told you that Ediena is my wife. can not explain the mystery of my dream. I can only write the question that I have asked myself thousand times:
 Was it dream?-William T. Patten In Yankee Blade.