The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1902-01-02
gets his visions. How he lonps fo

oh up Ills DlOOd. The
room swings around him. No. it
is he who reels and turns. He thinks
that he stands upon one foot so
that only the heel rests upon the
floor. The other foot is lost. and
some giant hand is twisting him
swiftly.
Now he flies faster and faster.
He remembers as child how this
was once a play. Yet never did he
spin as now. He rocks and staggers.
lhe walls of the room disappear. He
is in space, rushing through the
starry sky. He calls upon the name
OF strange gods. He cries that the
chain of the bear is wound around
him; that Orion's club is torn away;
that worlds and consultations are
swept with him.
The scenes before him are but as
strings of gold and blue, flowing from
his eyes as he turns.
dreams that he is the plaything of a
child; giant top. The sky-dwelling
child has lost him, and through un-
known realms he has spun away, in
dizzy circles, never to be found again
Now once more he feels the net
about him, and he begs for sleep. A
little sleep for the love of Heaven.
He dreams that he has shot the al
batross and is des olate on a wide,
wide sea.
He forgets the wish for sleep. In
yonder dark corner is a spy. He pen
etrates the mans thoughts and
| catches them in his hands like
little birds. They will grow in time
and testify against him. He shrinks
and tries to flee. The spy follows.
They traverse vast deserts, and lonely
seas, and always there is no hope of
separation. The man turns in anger
and seizes the spy. tearing him to
fragments. Each fragment becomes
a man.
A wall closes around them all, the
man and the thousand spies. He
rushes madly at his enemies, and all
the great hands grasp him. He
strives to give battle, and behold the
walls and floors and ceiling are hun
gry mouths that would tear him.
He thinks to bury his secret, and,
| beneath his feet, crushed as he steps
upon them, lie eyes as the sands of
the sea.
Only little sleep, he cries, and then
dreams again.
The net is hung upon star. 1t has
haf SfrnnT
| love.
The net swings, pulled by mighty
| forms. 1t rushes through unfathomed
depths, down, down, forever; 1t is
million years for every change, and
every change is thick with fear.
There is blackness everywhere, and
he hears the sunlight go screaming
past him, searching for worlds I'M
known.
The great visions have ceased.
A room lies before the man, dark
within its center. Along its edge he
sees woman's form. She bears
child that cries for food. The mans
eyes fix themselves upon her. he
| thinks he goes to meet her. Then he
starts back with cry. All around the
| woman and the child are pits set thick
| with points of steel. The child cries in
| terror for it's lips are red with blood.
1t slips from his mothers hands. for
they are slippery and red. He falls
towards the steel swords, and the
| mother gives great cry and would
| fain hold her little one. The man
springs to her side. Together they
seize the child, who has become as
lead and who, crying for aid, still
slips towards the cruel pit. The man
cries in agony: "Oh, Mary, wife OF
nv hearth and behold she, too, has
fallen upon the piercing points. Tine
woman and child cry to him for help
and he stands groping wildly, for all
the eyelids from all the eyes he trod
upon have closed upon his own.
He thinks he is torn away from
those he loves. and as he falls through
space their cries follow him like black
| sunbeams, and stunt all the flowers OF
his soul.
He comes to strange lands and sud
denly hangs suspended above the
world
He dreams that a giant power racks
him SO that across the entire firma.
ment he lies stretched in agony. Amid
the mighty sky masses of color whe
rule and govern the realms come to as
sail him