The Goldfield news and weekly tribune. [volume] (Goldfield, Nev.) 1911-1947, 1917-12-29
A Sleeper
Awakened
By SADIE OLCOTT
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+ tRuGTlte rye III idhNC hO ha0
then been asleep or I'm a trance fol
eleven years. Corinne Butterfield, a
little Yankee girl, went to sleep one
night and did not awaken for ten years,
but when she did awake she found as
great a change in her surroundings as
did Rip Van Wrinkle after his long
'slumber.
One night as Corinne was going to
bed she was very badly frightened.
She had laid her doll on the bed,
where it would be beside her when she
slept, and had said her prayers when
a burglar entered the room. COrinne
lost consciousness and from that time
forward lived in a trance. Her mother
would not permit anything in the room
to be changed. and when ten years
later Corinne awoke there about her
were the same walls, curtains. furni-
ture-indeed, everything-just as 1t had
been when she had gone to sleep ten
years before, even to her doll, beside
her. There was no n in the room
when she emerged from her trance,
and she was obliged to get her bear
iutSS as DcSI sic COulu. OhC hO
remembrance of her fright, but 1t SEEM
ed to her that she had passed a very
bad night, sleeping heavily. She drew
her doll up to her, but somehow 1t did
not seem to have the same place In her
affections as the night before. She sat
up in bed, and there in the mirror on
her dresser, where she had been used
20 coainr horcalf raAootnd UoS tho i'm
age of a girl of twenty.
Corinne started. Who was that love.
ly creature with a long coil of plated
hair hanging over her shoulder? From
the image she turned to herself and
saw that her limbs and body had
grown, her breast had filled out-in-
deed, she was a woman.
1t would be impossible to portray the
feelings of this girl, so suddenly awak-
ened to the fact that since what was
to her the night before she had become
a mi On a chair beside her bed
was a complete set Of clothing which
her mother had always kept there.
changing it as COrinne grew older and
larger. Getting VI Of bed, she sat on
a chair-fOr she did not at once dare
stand-put on the clothes and as o
as she had done so, holding on to the
furniture as she proceeded, left her
room and went downstairs.
When Corinne had gone to sleep she
had a little sweetheart, Bonnie HOyt, a
fine little fellow thirteen years old.
Bonnie had watched the sleeper, see-
ing her grow from childhood to m
hood. and the love of a boy had passed
to that of a man. He was used to com.
ing to the house where lay his sleeping
love every morning before going to
business. When Corinne reached the
landing and was about to go down.
stairs the front door opened, and a
young man entered. Looking up, he
saw her. A thrill of joy lighted up his
face. He stretched out his arms to her
and exclaimed, Thank God!"
COrinne stood holding OF to the BAN
lister, while the man, quickly mounting
the stairs, took her in his arms, drew
her to his breast and covered her face
with kisses.
COrinne's sensations at this treat
ment were very different from any
thing she had ever experienced before.
There was nothing unusual in being
kissed by a man-she had sat on a
mans lap, with her arms around his
neck-but now these caresses brought
the blood to her cheek.
"Tell me-" she exclaimed, "who are
you? Who am 1? What does it all
mean?"
you have slept for ten years." he
said. "Come! I will tell you all about
it,"
Young HOyt was eager to spread the
good news that the sleeper had been
awakened, but there was no one just
then in the house except the servants.
so he led COrinne downstairs to the H.
brary. where he told her of her scare
of ten years before, how it had thrown
her into a trance.
land now, dear heart" he said.
your love for me has stood still. l
shall have to win you as a man. This
l hope to do, and 500 you will be my
wife"
And shall we have a little house of
our own. with dinner sets and furni-
ture and a place for dolly
The last few words were spoken hes
i%tatingly. with a glimmer of conscious.
ness that her doll would give place to
a doll of a different kind. She blushed
and hid her face on his breast.
HOyt started. He had often thought
OF this awakening and had endeavored
to prepare himself for a mind that had
not been developed with the body. He
had feared that Corinne's deficiency
would dissolve the love he bore her.
Some n has said that lovers are
nothing more than grow children.
Hoyt discovered that, instead of wish.
ing to bring Corinne up TO his stand.
ard, he. as a lover, sank to hers. She
was to him .my sweet little girl - "my