The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1905-10-05

ae felt himself failing-faIling from
an Unreasonable height--and woke!
What hideous dream" he
thought. "How weird-how awful
how real! would rather zig awake
the whole night through thai dream
just such another. wonder what the
time is?"
He felt for his watch and the
matches, and struck light. Just hait.
past three--no more. AS he restored
the articles again to their places, ne
thought he heard faint sounds oil
movement In the next room.
Evidently am not the only rest.
less person." he said to himself as ne
lay down again. 81 have a companion
in misfortune. Tomorrow morning
we shall be able to compare expert
ences Suppose I we're to knock at
the wall and speak to him? But then
| might disturb someone else ana
alarm them. That would never do.
expect 1t must have been the cucum-
Der that gave me the nightmare.
hope l sha'nt have another such
dream; II do, I'll never touch cucum-
Der any more as long as live" HIS
eyes closed, and in few moments his
deep and regular breathing showed
that he had again fallen asleep.
And again he dreamt, and the
dream was as follows:
He was lying in his bed, or at least,
so he thought. and, after while, it
| seemed to him that 1t became very
hard and narrow, so that he had no
room to move in 1t. 1t was also very
| dark. He tried to turn over upon his
side, but found, as in the other dream
that he could stir neither hand nor
foot. And what appeared to him a
long time, he began to hear sounds
over his head. Sometimes in one
place, sometimes in another, and at
the same time he began to experience
difficulty in breathing. And still the
sound went on-the sound OF some
one hammering-of some one ham
mering nails
The sound of some one hammering
nails into a coffin!
And with that, all at once. the awful
truth broke upon him. He was dead
and they were mailing him up in his
coffin-dead!
His heart stopped beating as he
grasped the full horror of the situa
ton.
They were burying him alive! oh
ible!-horrible!
In vain he tried to burst the bond.
of the insensibility in which he wa.
| hAI1 Tn, IN hn al
forts to cry aloud. The most frantic
endeavors were unavailing. He wal
unable to utter a sound or produce tn,
smallest movement. Then it seemed
as though some one were trying t
raise the lid of the coffin. There wa
faint, creaking sound-a faint glim
mer of light was perceptible overhead
It increased and widened! Oh, Joy
He was saved-saved! The coffin-li,
was raised little by little-higher ant
higher-in another moment he shout,
be free!
1t was done. He saw a face benz
ing over him-a familiar face-th
face of an old friend. Already he hal
ed him in his heart as his benefactoi
his deliverer. Then-what were thos
words he heard? Words he had hear
before-when was it?
You can ruin me whenever 20
please, but now you are in my pow
er!"
The lid was clapped down agaiI
leaving him in utter darkness. Tn
hammering began again. He mad
S one last tremendous effort and wok,
e Woke to find himself sitting bo
n upright, with the perspiration strean
ing from him. Woke to find the maj
q whose voice even now seemed to rim
o in his ears as he bent over the ope
i" coffin, standing beside his bed, in th
a faint, grey light of morning.
\ What brings you here?" gaspe
;, Mr.. Burritt, as soon as he had realize
the fact that the terrible ordeal
had just passed through was only
dream.
= II couldn't Sleep" was the respons
u n "and / couldn't lie still any longe
so came to see whether you wei
awake"
ITO be continued.)