Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1892-05-23

dream, even to the minutest detail
Ny knock was answered by the sister,
who did not greet me with surplus
Of cordiality. She informed me that
Mary was in the front parlor, and
withdrew from the room, without so
much as addressing me dozen words.
Even her information concerning
Mary was erroneous, as will be seen.
"The room was identically the same
one which I have already described
as having seen in my dream, even to
it's disorder, the pair of lady's shoes,
the lounge, the curtains, the unhung
picture resting on the fioor-every-
thing; I was stricken, bewildered.
The dream flashed through my mind
like lightning.
There stood Mary before the old
bureau mirror, her hair hanging loose
" over her shoulders. [ trembled Vi
olently from fright. By mighty ex-
ertion, called her name, which was
the first intimation she had Of my
presence, as she seemed to have en-
tered the little room while I was 81
lently examining my surroundings IN
the other. She turned, halted mo-
ment, and then rushed toward me,
calling out, ooh, John, John! My
dream! My dream!' These were her
only words. She was falling. Her
face was white as that Of o corpse.
Impelled by impulse, I ran toward her
and caught her in my arms and laid
her tenderly upon the couch. The
same couch. Her sister entered. My
God! shall never forget the sabso-
lutte terror which seized me at that
moment. was wild. My awful dream
was being enacted in stern reality,
and was one of the helpless, power
less actors. Mary seemed to be I'M
conscious; at least she uttered not a
word. The sister motioned me into
the other room on the right. 1 Went.
acted like a machine. I seemed to
be impelled by some unknown power
or influence. My senses seemed to
have left me. I wondered II | we're
not dreaming the dream again and
would awake with the fall which L
seemed to know would inevitably oc-
cur. No: it was real. | even exam
ined the room as I had done in my
dream. 1t was the same. The glass
was broken from the door. / looked
out. A procession was coming down
the street 1t was too much. L felt
myself growing faint-dizzy. [ want
ed air. Bare headed, rushed out
upon the drive and-fell.
ssThat was all
esTwo weeks afterward, on Christ
mas day, I regained consciousness.
AS [ grew stronger they told me that
Mary was in heaven. She had ex-
pired from paralysis of the heart With
i'm an hour from the time she had fall
en- into my arms. They had buried
her. and I never saw her face even IN
death.
ssIn falling upon the pavement my
head struck upon projecting stone,
causing a fracture of the skull ana
conclusion of the brain, from the eff
fects of which my parents and the
physicians had but little hope OF my
recovery.
ssThere is not much more to say. L
am not versed in science of dreams,
but am informed that it is very, very
rare that they come true in every par
ticular as mine did. When | became
well, I ascertained the cause OF the
sisters GOODNESS toward me, which
was a rumor concerning me Of pure
" personal nature, and which | quick
" put down. I have always been pos
tive that Mary had experienced a
dream similar, in every essential par
ticular, to NINE"
With these last words, Sturtevant
rose abruptly, bade me goodnight, "
and sought his room. [ never men
toned the remarkable story to him
again; nor did he ever mention it to
me. I have lost track of him COM
pletely during the past few years.
The last time [ heard from him he
was still bachelor, and If indications
are a criterion in such matters, he
will probably remain one.
/ had his story recalled to me last
summer. While in Wisconsin { hap
pened to be in the same town, now
grown into city, which, years ago,
John Sturtevant related to me his
strange dream.
Mr. VIM Westlake, prominent farmer and
breeder of thorough bred horses living near
Avoca, Neb., was badly injured by being
thrown from his sulky, as to be unable to