The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1899-06-04

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byng in the wagon bed II t IN. harp rap} i Gnt
q cold, bleak hight, outside, where tie
br Shcr tSrsors no % tRS saat %'" The
thing tint, Is carving him pr keeps on
Monument and tho pyramid of Cheops stood
on" on The other. i keeps ON growing w
on il edge S1I HnG Yt Tie wini that bat blows be-!
tween the worlds" shakes aud sways him Ikea
dead leaf warcring on garden wall. he u stlll
terror ~ the drop from thar height into thu
nInrk gulf 81 nothnGnrss below, How cyrntu.
dream always cuds while he IS etill hanging,
numb and terrified. in tho chill regions of
The following dream reflects the waking
tondnSss OF thn drcamrr for i,,hin,Gi thus Ie-
i IS TnsS 81 n"G the net
that It recurs only when he goes to sleep eithcr
in,3rng under worries Or With hIS mind con,
stream flowing through meadows with niter-
nate rsaehsss Of roo and rapids i AFFORD;
IS where the river, begins to 9arr2Hw
TE% !as n"% mt We'll range S q hor ns
that are, waiting him II he follows the
JI,r%am but h. Is 9!ways imL'Ii%nd ny rn ns
ycrddn lauks aud clear rtpplcs tho water
turns DIRK, oily and noi,somc flowing be.
from either hank. The high walls shut ont tho
sunlight and he Is conscious of horrible
sirkrning rrpngnancc to his surroundings.
inr"niine dap!eer Yet he must i H. and he
casts time aud again into the rocking pools
comes back ropy and thick with 4 th. but up to
nc"rt4in poin, he never gets tn" rise OF the
thing he breads and knows must come III only
one thing does tn" nightmare ever vary. Some
times tn" gloomy river dow noiseesSly through
inc sllcn' canon with never a sound ot wash or
walls. Again It is filed with strange. Subdued
yet fearful sounds. never entirely distinguish
IA In tNnp sfs.t
cept the terror who rules the place Founder
Ing, slipping sometimes swimming. the dream
fisherman grOreS along to the place where the
horror ends, and, aiways in the sam" way. He
casts, feels slow sulien pull aud reels in.
Through, the mnrky, water he dimlv sees tho
up toward him The thing Is death and thu
horror Of the dream wakes him.
ENalnpies OF the recurring N Rhtuarr might
be prolonged almost indefinitely. IN" clomtnt
"tterror enters into all Of them. even the ones
which do not seem very terrlhte in thr,rtrlling.
The power 81 some INVISIBLE current that raises
sometimes through tho streets Of strange
towns. sometimes through the woods and
hurrvinE on to some undcIlned but terrible
catastrophe: always trying to stop but never
able I" lay hold Of ANYTHING that will stay tho
Another has u curious dream of drowning
He is, walking through street. usually big
he strJ!ls along he notices that there is watrl
in the street. hut he keeps ahead though he is
d""pon- iii. befor. he knows it. he IS waking
on tiptor trying to keep his head above the sur
me hs } h%y Erhnd mn haT iadeI iT fh
little waves running in from the open sea
break every now and then over his head. Then
wild" open and the green light through tho
water gradually fading out But he go-s down
With Ee na aWkes 81 With gasR SeaF' hd 5r"
he hat really come up after an extra long dive.
kirling one never seems able to 90 any
centric young man seems to have had "A pct
nightmare, which he works at least twice, as
he docs u good many Of his peculiar concer-
makes II the demon that hlunts Hummil in
"Th" End n The Passage, where it, is de-
him down corridors" Again, In the Mutt
blanche, which, by the way. is very excel
Of the sam" goblin in verse:
Ttena face came blind ami weeping.
An, rlut'crcd was kecpint back
II moonlight from the skies;
tut I" WnI-t Il raf sI EniH with wrath.
AMI niyht-blNck D vii CITY
Poured Its people in ny path.
That is pretty good nightmare even for Kip
ling. but It Is rca Ivnot much II any more grue
som" and r"mGrkahe han II drram Of IA young
tn" rentrc, II the world. Just why he is SO sure
mat it is RI" centre Of N" worll dos not ~.
4m"ng ether things. 1t is an Did w"r !.
dead md rotten at the core. Everything
is, clothed in an eternal twilight. Us
silent. tcnautl"sS cities are like dried
pun balls. The.rarches and gatewavs crumhln
II touch, ilIfnE the air with rumcrnt gray
dust. Their" are on every hand vast plains II
gray dnst and ashes. thinly, crustc! over 'he
surface. Int through which the foot breaks ut
every sep Tn" air is lah"n"d with the rock
o rottug ems and tn" cnr'assoS Of unhurini
men tn" forests are bare. and there ar"
l"uness hushcs whose twigs crumhIe at a
touch and sit slowly down through the still
twi'ign, over The whitening, axe "tons that
strew III" ground beneath. Wandering aim
lcsSly through. the forgotten, wastes Of This
under world. the dreamer always comes at
l"ngth to tho eHg" of n sluggish stream
or canal. he very sink Of the universe, wind
ing in and ont among half-dried and stag
uant marches, Something floating in this
dead ttl"wHy draws his attention and he gu"S
t1wart it II is Il; smrmber"d head. floating in
tn" water. the rod fl!amonts OF clothed blood
streaming away from the neck like the stream-
crs Of Il I"l Wish II" stOops down to in~prc.
il. drawn irr"SIsthIv toward il. md what i
his horror 20 Sc" that IN" fac" Is his own. He
stouI,~ lower and lower. stupid with terror. and
tn" thing rts"S g. meet, him till it comes IN.
eve to "Te, lip to lin with his own fare. touches
him, and h" awakes in n cold pcrSpiration.
with his heart beating 1SO to the minute.