The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1898-10-07
SAVED BY A DREAM.
ATHRiCE REPEATED WARNING THAT
WAS LUCKILY NEEDED.

How Two Mon Narrowly Escaped Aasassi-
nation In n Western Ontario Inn-Tho
Reality Was - Perfect Reproduction Of
tho Vision OF tho Brain.
Miss Mabel Wiloughby, writing In
the Toronto 6lobe. relates this strange
story:
MANY saurs ago my great.unole, u
magistrate Of Niagara district, had &C.
oasion, as he often had. to make II jour
ney ON horseback through some of tho
moro unsettled parts of western On
tario. AS those were the pioneer days,
many parts of Ontario now thiokly set
almost unbroken stretches of forest, in
terseoted by roads, passable only by
equestrians. The only places of public
accommodation were small taverns or
inns to be found at intervals Of many
miles along these trails or roads. My
uncle and his father-in-law, who ac-
companied him, carried large sums Of
money with which to buy grain and
cattle from the settlers.
"One afternoon, toward nightfall, as
they were nearing the small inn where
they intended stopping for the night,
they heard the sound of horses hoofs
close behind them, and, turning in his
saddle, my uncle saw that the strangers
approaching him were a dark visaged
pair of men whom he had noticed at
the dinner table with him at the last
hostelry. They, however, saluted my
uncle and Mr.. H., his father-in-law, in
a very civil and returned the
compliments of the hour.
"The party soon reached the inn,
and, to uncle's surprise, the two stran-
gers trotted on past the only resting place
there was for miles. But he concluded
that they were hunters or settlers liv-
ing farther on, and so for the time
thought no more of it.
"Our two grain dealers took their
supper and shortly afterward retired
comfortably for the night. Not long
after going to bed Mr.. H., feeling thirs-
ty, rose and went down to the barroom
for a drink of water. (No laughter here.
He was a local preacher and stanch adj
herent to the Methodist church.)
"On entering the bar he was greatly
surprised to see stretched out on the
wooden benches the guests Of the din
ner table and travelling companions of
the early evening. However, he trou-
bled very little about the matter, as he
thought that they had been overtaken
by night and turned back. On return
ing to the bedroom he found my uncle
doing, and so made no mention of the
uncanny pair in the barroonl, and in a
few minutes fell asleep also.
"After a short sleep uncle awoke and
almost started out Of bed, having had a
most vivid and frightful dream, in
which he saw n of those men advanc-
ing toward him with a dark lantern
turned upon his face and a drawn knife
in his hand. But, finding the room per-
fectly quiet, uncle persuaded himself
that his dream was the result of some
slight apprehension he had had concern
ing the two men, and so fell asleep
again, but only to have the horrible vi
sion repeated.
"He began to feel that the dream, so
vivid and persistent, might have the
nature of a presentiment, so put his
hand under the pillow to see that his
pistols which he carried were safe.
But as everything continued perfectly
still he allowed himself to fall into a
light doze, which was again interrupt
ed by the same dream, like a midnight
specter.
CHOW thoroughly alarmed and feel
ing that his dream was sent as a warn
ing, he reused the old gentleman by his
side and told him of it. Nh. H. then
told him of the men in the barroom.
This increasing their apprehension, the
two men decided to watch by turns, Mr..
H. taking the first watch. Not five mill
utes had elapsed before a footstep just
outside their door caught the ear of
both men.
elm a moment the door opened very
softly, and a man stealthily entered and
crept toward the bed, while the two in
the bed prepared for Immediate defense
when the villain had come close enough
to be seen distinctly, kept perfectly
quiet. When within about two yards of
the bed, the intending assassin, by the
manipulation of his lantern, which IN
til this time had remained perfectly
dark, threw a clear light over the sup
posed sleepers and revealed to them the
reality of the vision-the same man,
knife and lantern, with his murderous
intention hideously written Oh his fixed
countenance.
Zone glance at his intended victims
and his expression changed to amaze
ment and fear and he stood like one
paralyzed as he met my uncle's steady
and white face, who, with pistol pre-
sented, waited but another move on the
part of the villain to kill him on the
spot. But the man didn't move. All
was perfectly still, except for a smoth-
cred prayer from the old gentleman.
Uncle was the first to speak, demand
ing what he wanted. No reply was