The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1898-05-28
EVERYTHING WAS HIGH.

but still remembering what Davidson
! had said. Why should he think of
that? And then little village among
the high New York hills framed itself
In his mind-a girls face and an, old
ywoman's. 4 ", = RI
AYE aye, sir" he said. pulling him.
self together from his day-dream.
III.
But though he was simple, strong,
healthy fellow, not given to much i'm.
aeinat!on. that night he dreamed .
strange dream. Perhaps the letters he
had gave Davidson's chatter this ef-
feet on him.
He thought he saw q little, dark,
swarthy person cropping In dim place,
and the mans face terrified him; for It
had In 1t Intense hate and purpose; and
then the vision cleared, and It showed
room quite distinctly where were
three men, all talking earnestly, one In
uniform; and they pointed out of a
window, and he saw the white Maine.
1T may come any moment" the lit
tie man, whose face Dene had first per-
ceived In the vision. seemed to be say
Ing.
They want Cuba-these Yankees:
they keep US from doing what we wish.
Now we should take our measures
promptly-the chance that offers"
And then the scene blurred and an
other opened.
1t was a strange place he looked at,
and gaunt, horrid. starving, british
creatures were pushing and struggling
over pieces of bread that were thrown
them from q window. And some had
ITO bread, and turned away moaning,
until death came and took them.
This Is Cuba" thought Dene in his
dream: this Is Cuba. and these men in
the room have made It so-the men I
saw. am here, We are here. to make
these people better; and SO the man
the men saw-hate u.s."
And again he was looking Into the
room where the three men were, and
they were talking with the same ear
nestness.
"oh. the pride OF Spain. these Yam
KEGS help your rebels,"
So Dene understood them in this
dream.And they pointed outside to the
Maine.
And again the scene blurred, and
cleared a little; this was q dim place.
and the man he had seen first was
cropping, and he could see long, sin
envy hand reached forward to q little
button. and
This last scene-ir the heart Of his
| interest in it-too faded, and there was
not so much picture as a general
| vision.
| 1t seemed us II all the parts Of the
ship that he knew so we'll were talking,
| ard again they were singing a low
dirge. II was like u song he remem-
bered at a country funeral. and the
parts cried out one to another:
s,"God help us!''
He was awake suddenly and looking
| about him with fear, he knew not at
what; about him were the men in their
hammocks, swinging grewsomely to
and fro.
And then something happened. The
whole ship shook and arose, and he was
tossed about. The next thing he knew
he was on deck. He heard one say to
an officer:
ct have to report that the ship was
blown up, sir"
The officer gave Dene an order that
would take him below.
| AYE, aye, SIR
Fer second he saw quiet village
among the southern New York hills.
Dene turned to obey his order.
w.
The priest had absolvAd his commu-
rlcant, who closed his eyes with sigh
OF relief and then of pnin. A surgeon
was leaning over a nearby cot. A man
adjoining wondered where he was. and
how he came there. A nurse asked him
II he would have water, and he smiled
and shook his head; and the room
Glmmed, and he was sitting on O sugar
barrel. talking and Boosting. and the
cotefie listened to Jack come home