The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-01-31
some QUEER DREAMS,
Whence Come The VagaTieS That Tdlgle Them
selves in Our Brain?
Philadelphia Times.

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Dream vagaries are always tangling them
! selves in our brains at night. Whence do
| they Gomez Sometimes from the thoughts
| Of the day. but not always. l want to tell
| you of several queer dreams that had no
| connection whatever with the daily thoughts,
| habits or act Of the people who had them.
An aged lady who bad no love for music,
no knowledge of it, nor anything in her daily
| life to remind her Of it, dreamed one night
| that she was girl again. That she had an
absorbing love for music and for pTacticing
it, but that having no piano she had no
means Of gratifying her desire.
A friend told her that there was in the
town large and handsome house. in which
stood magnificent piano, which she was at
liberty to use whenever she desired. The
house, for some reason, was unoccupied,
save that a certain hour every afternoon
three ghostly personages appeared and took
possession Of it until the next morning. She
was warned of this that she might be care
full to leave before that hour.
Urged by her passionate fOndness for mu-
sic she oyercame her fears and went fire.
Quently 10 the house. leaving always before
the specified time. On one occasion, inter
ested in what she was playing, she forgot
the hour.
suddenly TGdlZtUR ELdl IL WAS pdSStt Sil6
looked up and saw advancing toward her,
down a long corridor, group of three per-
sOns-an elderly lady, IN robes OF sweeping
black, leaning upon the arm OF young
woman dressed in paleSt blue, who led by
the hand a sunny haired, White-rObed child.
She attempted TO flee, but they moved
toward her-not walking, but sliding for
ward with wonderful rapidly. As they
reached her the elder lady spoke, saying
kindly:
DO not be afraid of us. We are only
spirits without bodies. We cannot harm
you, nor would We if we could. Continue
your music; we love it also"
In her terror she awoke.
Why should one with neither knowledge
nor love Of music have dream so filled
with it?
A farmers wife, who had never seen o
body OF water larger than the spring branch
in which the weekly washing was done,
dreamed that she stood upon the shore OF
vast and llnltleSs aXpanse OF water. Across
it came sailing toward her a ship, shrOuded
in black from bow t. stern. from the waters
edge to the topmast mast | pom the side,
in letters Of glazing white, was the word
death.
No sign Of life was about the ship, but
when it touched without sound the sands
| at her feet, two spectprs appeared, who
| leaned over, and catching her by the arms
| endeayOred to draw her on board, although
| she felt no touch. In the struggle TO keep
| back she aWOke.
| That woman leading a narrow. brOOding
| life should have a dream of death Is nat
! ural; but why should il take the form of a
| ship upon an ocean, when, except perhaps
| that she had seen them in schoolgirl life
| pictured in a geography, she knew absO-
| luIelY nothing OF either?
A boy Of II had been promised a cadetship
! at West Point. His dreams by day were Of
! nothing but army life, Indians, tomahawks,
| cavalry chaFpPS and the other WaFliEo
| scenes that charm boys fancy.
| One night, while preparing for his eXami-
! nation, after several hours work upon a
| difficult mathematical problem, be went to
sleep and dreamed that his father had
| moved to Scotland and bought a flock OF
sheep and she herds dog; that his father
called him and gave him a crook, saying:
My son, take this and the dog and 20 to
the woods and mind the sheep"
As he was leaving his mother handed
him half-knitted stocking, telling him
that he could finish it while watching the
sheep. Calling the dog, he had followed
| the sheep, and spent the day minding them
| and in knitting.
Why should boy, whose waking thoughts
held nothing but war, have his sleeping
| ones revert to the most peaceful Of all 0C-
! equations.
A man, whose calling is that of engineer
| on dangerous road filled with lofty tres
ties and double trestleS spanning deep
| B0fEtS, anu WHO NOTkS always III strain OF
! anxiety, says that his most frequent dreams
! are Of flowers and murmuriDg water, of
| songs and pictures and all beautiful things,
where the cares of the day do not come.
An opera singer, whose whole life was
| spent amid scenes Of glitter aud show and
admiration, said that often. alter night Of
brilliant success, she would fall asleep and
dream of quiet home, with husband and
children about her, something she had never
! known.
The divine law Of compensation seems to
come in here. The tired mind rebounds from
| the thoughts of the day, to find in sleep the
| blessings denied it when awake.
Peter Ibbetsen says that by assum-
| ing certain position in lying
down he found that he could live
over in sleep any event Of his past
life, so he learned to practice 'dreaming
| true" and thus poor Gogo, for whom the
! present held no Joy, sought by night the
| happiness Of the past.
The strange things that happen ndTeams
| are beyond the ken of man.