Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1902-10-10
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SUBSTANTIAL DREAM

Julian Blair was a lawyer without
practice. He had proposed for Alice
Howard, but had no hope that her
father would overlook his poverty.
One night while lying In a sort OF
delirium a man came into his room
who introduced himself as a lawyer
from London and told Julian that his
uncle had died and left him 100000.
II must leave In half an hour for
New York." he said. but you may ex-
pect me I'm a week or SO. and then the
necessary arrangements will be COM
pleted for placing you in possession of
your Inheritance"
With this the stranger vanished, and
Julian Blair, as he raised himself on
bis elbow and looked about the room,
asked himself whether he was awake
or dreaming.
A sudden drowsiness overcame him,
and when he again opened his eyes II
was morning.
''Was It a dreamY he cried as he
dressed himself "No. 1t is impossible.
There is the chair the man sat in. 1
every word he said and even the tone
Of his voice. Thank God. it was no
visionl II was n reality"
Julian found after making his toilet
that he was still a little feverish, with
a strange fullness I'm his head, but a
glance at the mirror showed that he
was looking unusually we'll
One thing startled him not a little in
the course OF the morning. After n
brief interview with one of the bankers
of the town he walked out on the street
with $500 in his pocket.
A sudden doubt struck him as he
reached the sidewalk. Had he made a
mistake In telling the banker OF his
good fortune? If the whole thing was
only dream, as he sometimes suspect
ed, he had done avery bad thing.
"Pshaw." he said to himself, 81 am
sick and nervousl How can 1t be a
dreamT'
BY degrees his confidence was re-
stored. and later in the day, when be
saw MIR. Howard, his manner was we'll
calculated TO impress the millionaire.
He told the story OF his legacy, and
the rich man took him by the hand
and told him that no man in the wide
world would suit him better as q SON
in-law.
A week passed away delightfully."-.
Blair found himself the lion of the
town, but he spent most of his leisure
time with his affianced.
One morning the young lawyer arose,
cool and clear headed, without n trace
Of fever. He looked back upon the
events OF the past week In amazement.
He no longer had any belief I'm the
visit Of the man from London. 1t was
a dream and nothing else.
81 am in a disgraceful FIX" he
groaned. 81 have lied to Mr.. Howard
and to Alice. / have borrowed money
under false pretenses. Nothing will
ever convince people that / am not ii
swindler."
The card in Julians hand bore the
address Of Henry Merely, solicitor.
Middle Temple. London, and as the
owner OF the card was ushered into
the office the young lawyer looked at
him in blank surprise.
1t did not take long for Mr.. Merely
| to state his business.
"My young friend" he said rather
pompously, cit is a genuine pleasure to
me TO be the bearer of good tidings I
have been two weeks in the country
looking you up. Your uncle. John
Blair, died recently in Liverpool, where
he left a large estate. and there is half
n million for you"
as 1t another dreamT" whispered
Julian.
IL don't understand" said the Eng
lishman, somewhat mystified. '"rhis is
no dream. 1t is business"