Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1894-07-27


not, Rick, lear2"
"Well, I suppose must be resigned
to fate, though / know some one that
never gives her poor, henpecked hus-
band a chance of saying nay to any
thing
"ohl Rick; and you know you said
you would like to go, and that you are
looking forward to some hunting"
Then, laughing merrily as she caught
twinkle in Erio's eye: elbow shall 1
ever live out long life with such n
dreadful tease MS you Really, though.
l think it will be lovely ut Daleford
this weather; Hetty says nil their vio-
let's arc growing beautifully out of
doors, and she does not think we shall
find it as cold us We did last year.
they have had hot water pipes laid all
over the house.
But Eric did not answer, and Gwen
ME saw n thoughtful expression on his
handsome, expressive face; then she
guessed that Though only joking Just
now he really did not care about this
promised visit. Perhaps he does not
want to DO disturbed now he has only
just returned to town, and has begun
writing his new book, too, thought
Gwennie. Yet it was characteristic of
Eric that ho could write better and
more easily when he WAS i'll n strange
place and saw fresh scenery and fresh
life around him.
His brains got to want oiling-his
thoughts would not run smoothly when
he stayed long in one place, he always
said. So it was they never settled
down for more than three months with
out change, much MS they both liked
their pretty, cosy house in the most
fashionable part of Belgravin
Indeed, Eric's most successful work
had been written during their travels
abroad Mt a time when he could only
manago to squeeze out odd half hours
Mt time for writing, so busy were
they sight seeing and exploring Spain.
Perhaps, after all, Eric was lazy,
Gwcnnie thought; agair, most men
tlislil5ed country house visiting, and
looked on it rs bore, she knew, but
he would enjoy it when they got there.
The Vyvynns had already stayed Mt
Daleford twice since their marriage,
and Hettic Townley and Gwennie had
been great friends all their life Hottie
was married about two years and u
half ago to the son of wealthy country
squire i'll the north of England; after
her marriage she introduced Gwennic
to young Vyvyan, friend of her hus-
bands, and thcintroduction had turned
out to be n case of mutual love Mt first
sight.
Eric WINS in his study prepared for
an undisturbed morning Mt his writing,
when the butler came in with telo-
gram.
"Comc tomorrow, ifpossiblc, chris
teuins Saturday, wire reply" ran the
message.
Eric had no more peace of mind that
morning, for Gwennie WAS quite ex-
cited Mt the thought of seeing her
friend again So soon, and said she
could easily get ready to so tomorrow.
And that terrible dream last night
returned to Eric's mind with horrible
viyldncss. They must start for Dale
ford tomorrow to be there i'll time for
the christening on Saturday.
Tomorrow, Friday, October IS,
was that meant MS warning, too?
But no-and lie quickly thrust aside
those superstitious thoughts One
day i'll the week was as good rs an
other, and MS for taking dreams into
everyday wakeful life and dwelling on
the horrors, it was absurd; no sane
man would put OF his engagement,
however trivial, for tho sake of n
grotesque nightmare. Dreams had
never any connection with tho future.
"Men dwelt too much on dreams and
such like things in this age of sup
posed enlightenment, and tho world
was growing more morbid every day."
he had told the reading public in ono
of his works.
Yet, reason MS he would this morn
ing, he was unable to shake off sort
of ''uncanny" feeling, and something
seemed to whisper that this dream
was sent to him rs warning.
Tho next morning Eric was not in
his usual spirits, and instead of his
bright laugh and clever talk he was
almost silent. The terrible railway
accident, with all its dreadful details,
had como before him in his sleep
again last night. This time, however,
he had felt it was drcamonly, yet
could not awake himself before came
the horrible climax-and instead of
forgetting it all this morning, the day
light brought it before his minds eye
clearly and distinctly.
"Did you sleep we'll last night,
Ricls?" said Gwennie, Mt last.
eyes, too well; / Ind nightmare
with all its attendant horrors, and
have rather bad headache in con-
sequence.
'tOh!'I am so sorry. ] thought you
had one of your headaches, You mus.
have been working too hard; but
surely it will make it worse to travel
all that way. Shall we not go to-day,
after alp" And, rs Eric was silent,
she went on s'I don't care much
about the christening really. Rick,
dear; let's send Hettie telegram,