The Penn's Grove record., 1923-02-23

Coming TrOubles-A Cloud Rising
In England-The Causes of the
Revolutionary War.
When a MAJ begins to make a noise
in the world, his relatives, (the
Father, sometimes, but always that
tenderer parent, the Mother) are sure
to recollect certain mighty odd dreams
which they had of him when he was
a child. What rare dreams, for Elk
ample, had the mothers of the Mac
cedonia's mailman, and the SWede,"
while pregnant with those butchers
of the human race! Mrs. Washington
also had her dream, which ar excel
lent old Lady of Fredericksburg as
sured me she had often heard her re-
late with great satisfaction; and for
the last time, but a few weeks before
her death.
81 Dreamt," said the Mother of
Washington, chat | was sitting in the
piazza of a large new house, into
which we had but lately moved.
George, at that time about five years
stalk plough, busily running little fur
rows in the sand, in imitation of
Negro Dick, a fine black boy, with
whose ploughing George was so taken,
that it was sometimes a hard matter
to get him to his dinner. And so as
| was sitting in the piazza at my
work, I suddenly heard in my dream
a kind of roaring noise on the east
ern side of the house. On running
out to see what was the matter, |
beheld a dreadful sheet of fire burst
ing from the room. The sight struck
me with a borrow which took away
my strength, and threw me, almost
se~nseless, to the ground. My husband
and the servants, as | saw in my
dream, soon came up; but, like my
self, were so terrified at the sight,
that they could make no attempt to
eXtinguish the flames. In this most
distressing state, the image of my
little son came, | thought, to my mind
more dear, and tender than ever, and
turning towards the garden where he
was engaged with his little corn-stalk
plough. | screamed out twice with all
my might, George! Georgei-In a
moment as | thught, he threw down
his mimic plough, and ran to me say
ing, High! Ma! what makes you call
so angry! ant | a good bov-don't |
always run to you oon as | hear you
call" | could make no reply, but
lust threw up my arms towards the
fame. He look up and saw the house
all on fire; but instead of bursting out
a crying as might have been expected
from a child, he instantly frightened
up and seemed ready to fly to eXtin-
guish it.. But first looking at me with
great tenderness, he said, Oh, Ma!
don't be afraid. God Almighty will
help us, and we shall soon put it out
His looks and words revived oar
spirits in so wonderful a manner. that
we all instantly set about to assist
him. A ladder was presently brought,
on which, as | saw in my dream, he
ran up with the nimbleness of 4 squir-
rel; and the servants supplied him
with water, which he threw on the
fire from an American gourd. But
that growing weaker, the flame APP
peared to be gaining ground, breaking
forth and roaring most dreadfully,
which so frightened the servants, that
many of them, like persons in despair,
began to leave him. But he, still un-
daunted, continued to ply it with
water, animating the servants at the
same time, both by his words and ac-
tions. For a long time the contest
seemed very doubtful; but at length a
venerable old man, with a tall cap and
iron rod in his hand like a lightning
rod, reached out to him a curious lit
tie trough, like a wooden shoe! On
receiving this, he redoubled his ex-
ertions, and soon eXtinguished the
fire. Our Joy on the occasion was un-
bounded. But he, on the contrary,
showing no more of transport now
than of terror before, looked rather
sad at sight of the great harm that
had been done. Then 7 saw in my
dream that after some time spent as
in deep thonght. he called out with
much joy, "Well, Ma! now if you and