The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-05-05
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ITO take them myself Moreover. it
won't be any harm my being present
in case the Colonel gets on the ramp
age 1t will restrain him some Now
you go and lie down. dear Don't say
anythingJ-except your prayers-ln
case you feel you must say something
But sleep will be your best help in this
pretty tough proposition FL go and
get a hustle on that Dutch landlord.
He's got to find an automobile and
chauffeur. and a pilot if necessary.
CHAPTER XIX.
Declaration of War.
Joy Ogilvie was so tired out that her
bod lay like a log all night. How her
mind was occupied she only knew aft
erNards For the memory of dreams
IS an unconscious memory at the time;
lit is only when there is opportunity OF
comparison with actualities that
dreams can be reproduced. Then, as
at first the dreams are real-as they
are forever whilst memory lasts. In
deed regarding dreams and .actuallt1es
one might almost appeal to scientific
analogy; and in comparing the world
of imaginatfon-which is the kingdom
of dreans-with the material world
might adduce the utteranee OF SIR
oliver Lodge in comparing the density
of aether with that Of matter in the
modern scientific view: Matter is
turning out to be a. fflmy thing in COM
flsarison with aether.
That might well serve as scientific
comparison. Nay more. it might well
he an Induction. The analogies of ma
iture are so marvellously constant, as
4 exempIified by the higher discoveries
lin physics that we might easily wan
i der farther than in taking the inner
lworld Of Thought as compared with
the outer world of Physical Being, as
an analogy to the Seen and Unseen
worlds.
In the meantime we may take it that
tJoy's dreams that night were in some
Eway reflective of the events of the day
mo girl of healthy emotional power
tcould fail to be Influenced by such
!seouence of experiences of passion and
fear as she had gone through. The
freaiized hoping of love, the quick-an-
sswering abandonment of expressed
Aassion; long. long minutes of the bliss
fof communion with that other soul
minutes whose sweetness or whose
length could not be computed until the
k1eisure of thought gave{ opportunity
Unconscious cerebration goes on UNI
lceasingly; and be sure that with such
kdata as she had in her mind, the work
ling of imagination were quick and by
kno means cold. Again she lived the
moments of responsive passion; but so
lived them that she had advanced fur
tther on the road to completed passion
! when her Inconsistencies to physical
surroundings began to disappear ana
/ on the senses the actualities began to
consciously impress themselves. The
dawn, stealing in between the chinks
lines on the floor without piercing
through the walls of sleep. The my
Rad sounds of waking life from dis
tant field and surrounding street
brought no message to the closed eyes
of WEAKNESS. The sun rose. and rose
and rose; and still she lay there I'M
moving. z92tt
At last that unaccountable impulse
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ence ar the ending of sleep, stirred her.
The waking grew on her. At first,
when her eyes partially Opened, she
saw, but without comprehend1ng, the
dim room with its low ceiling; the wide
window, masked in with shutters whose
edges were brilliant with the early
Hight; the odd furniture and all the I'M
familiar surroundings. Then came the
Unsuitable self-QueStion: where am 1?''
The realization of waking from such
dreaming as hers is rude and Earring
process. and when it does come, comes
with something of shock. For what
sseemed a long time Joy lay in a sort
Of languorouS ecstasy whilst memory
brought back to her those moments of
the previous day which were sweeter
even than her dreams. Again she
heard the footsteps of. the. man she
loved coming up rapidly behind her.
Again she saw she turned, in obedf-
ence to some new impulse which sway
ed her to surrender. the face of the
happiness. Again she felt the sweet
satisfaction of living and loving when
his arms closed round her and her
arms closed round him and they strain
! ed each other strictly. Again here
came to her in the thrill which seemed
ito lift her from her earthly being as
his mouth touched hers and they kiss
ed each other in the absolute self
abandonment of reciprocated passion
the very passing memory of which set
her blood tingling afresh; the thrill
which set her soul floating in the ex-
paI1se Of air and made all conventions
of the artificial world seen far below |
seem small and miserable and of Meth |
'ers power nor import. Again she was
swept by that tide of wild desires, |
vague and nebulous as yet, inchoate, |
elusive. expansive, all-absorbing, which |
proclaimed her womanhood to herself. |
That desire of wife to husband, of sex |
to sex, Of woman to man, which is the |
Anal expression of humanity-the love
song Of the children of Adam. 1t was |
as though memory and dreaming had |
become one. As if the day had merged |
in the night, and the night again in
the coming day; each getting as it |
came all the thoughts and wishes and |
fancies and desires which follow in the |
train of the all-conQuering Love-God. |
In such receptive mood Joy awoke |
to life When she realized where she |
was. and when the import of her new |
surroundings had broken in upon her |
all the forces of her youth and strength /
began at once to manifest themselves. |
She slid softly from her bed-the in
stinct of self protection forbade noise l
or else she would have jumped to the /
floor. Doing must follow 1dreaming! |
The attitude of standing, once again |
helped to recall the previous evening, |
and she remembered that she had |
thought then that she must not open
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