Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1914-02-17
A Confused Dream.
Written for the Oxford Democrat BY Rev. A. I
McWhorter.)

A Confused Dream.
(written for the Oxford Democrat by Rev. A. +
McWhorter.)
The late supper may have had some
thing to do with It. That extra piece OF
mince pie may have played its part; !
know not what the cause, but / know
had confused dream. 1t Vas not Z
common dream. It was very uncommon,
both In scenes and personalities; and I
now take up my pen to relate 1t. 1t VA
a follows:
fell asleep and I dreamed . dream
full of confusion. Methought I sat on
the top OF Small Hill which command
cd splendid view OF our lovely town oil
Paris, nesting by the banks Of the river.
I saw In my dream the lovely Parks,
the coy Holmes, the Barnes grooming
with great harvests, and I thought how
lovely to live In this pleasant place!
But a. l contemplated these scenes
my confusion began. I heard strange
sound and looking down at the highway
beneath / saw queer sight. There was
a man trying to push two Barrows at the
same time. He Was In SWEET you NAV
guess. l thought poor man he il trying
to become an expert Wheeler. He pass
cd on, saw him not again.
A farmer now appeared on the high
way leading . COW. He Was Talbot
not strong. The Gov Was wild and uu-
comfortable. / noticed Howard be
tried to hold her, but she would not be
Holden. At last she broke away from
him and creased q Littlefeld, jumped
two Brooks and then crossed big Field
where Millett vas growing luxuriantly.
and disappeared IN the woods. l sup
pose be intended TO Turner out to pas
ture. He now sat down by my side and
delivered biting invective against the
poor dumb beast. He grew red, ~ a
live Cole, in the face ~ he spoke. The
old brute wasn't worth . Bean in his
opinion. For neither her Heid'ner flesh
was worth . Hubbard squash. IL he
only had her at home again he would
Pierce her through with the old Spear
bis great grandfather used In the Revo-
luton, and he Woodbury. her; for no one
could Cook her and no one could Carver.
All this he would do regardless Of the
fact that she produced q great many
Tubbs Of butter In her prime. Yes, and
for all this, be declared he would have
have no re-Morse! This incident was
but another example OF the poor luck
which followed him all his day. Last
year be went hunting. he shot an old
tough Buck, but the Do'rau and he miss-
ed her, The man might have hailed
from the isle Of Wight. saw him grad
ually and dimly disappear In the woods,
and in my confused state shouted after
him: "Chase your old Gov by means OF q
para Chute. and when you find her
Walker home" saw him no more
nor the COW.
The confusion deepened. / saw
man approach who proved to be q crank
OF the first magnitude. he aired his
cranky notions about cats and ministers.
The former he denounced as Knightly
of his repose. He would like
to get them all, black and white etc., In
one great pile and then Burnham. And
dreamily said, "You would need Q
Goodwin to keep the flames going" As
for ministers they were lazy lot-more
80 than the Abbott of the middle ages.
There were altogether too many Parsons
in town, and they cared more for the
Goldsmith than they did for their work i!
Why not half of them find new occu-
patton, some honest work, such as
Plummer, Baker, a Smith, q Mason, a
Taylor, Miller, q Porter. he declared
they kept folks in the Fogg by fine spun
theories. They claim that they alone
are Wright and they try to Bolster up
their notions in pulpit by making loud
Noyes! He too disappeared in the dim
distance and l found myself sleepily
calling after him, "When you make the
Rounds again, come and see me-" /
saw him no more.
In my dream saw two lovers on the
highway. The youth was plead
ing for her hand. heard him say:
Great Scott! Howe much longer do you
expect me to wait, Emiley, let US 60 to
the Elder at once and be one!" But she
only tossed her pretty head coquettishly
and replied: "Shaw! Don't be so
Greene. You must wait until I hear
from Richardson" Atwood make your
heart ache to have seen the expression
Of his face. But she patted his hand
gently and said with childish tone,
''Smiley bitp Well, she was Bonney
lassie. She looked bewitching in her
suit of Brown and her Young face all
aglow. Az they vanished into glen
where wild flowers bloom and the silver
flows, / called to them and
said: BERRY your troubles In the glen"
saw them not again.
But the dream 10 more confused. /
Jaw a stalwart Yankee pursuing China
man for what cause know not. They
we're both out of breath and between
puffs could hear the Yankee shrek,
STANLEY (Lee)."
1 was aroused from my dream by the
Towle Of distant bell. 1t was still
There was not even the Rus
sell Of leaf. The knight was gone. 1t
was the Gray dawn. could hear Bird
sing and in my still partially confused
state imagined 1t to be aStsrbird. But
10, 1t proved to be King bird.
/ have now related my dream. The
style 10 not classic. But Stiles differ,
because literary Ames differ. The pol
ish 10 poor. But every man Hathaway
Of expressing his ideas. Since that
dream l have been bordering on the
words of Shakespeare: "What's In .
name" especially that Of citizen OF
Paris.