Year: 1865

IT was during the year 1861, in the
thriving little town of Argentlere, near
the foot of the Covennes Mountains, in
France. The day was charming. Many
of the inhabitants were traversing the
highways, enjoying the agreeabIeness of
the weather. Among the number there
was tall young man, apparently not
more than twenty-five years of age. In
his right hand he carried a cane, and in
his left small carpet bag. His gait was
quick, and from his expression he ap-
peared to be bent upon some important
errand. In this manner he went along,
occasionally glancing around to view the
surrounding objects. He had hardly
gone more than quarter of mile, when
he came to a small street, which was in
the suburbs of the town. He turned and
proceeded up this. Presently, after
walking but a short distance, he arrived
at an inn. Here he hesitated; and, af-
ter viewing the exterior, he muttered to
himself the following words:


1t is very singular that this is the
first inn I have seen throughout my route.
However, I will put up here"


So saying he entered the building, and
having registered his name, was shown to
a room. After ordering his dinner he
went into his apartment to rest himself.
His order was Immediately responded to !;
and, after eating, he prepared to retire,
intending to partake Ofa long and hearty
sleep, so that early the next morning he
might visit the various merchants of the
town. BE accordingly went to bed, and
was soon wrapt in slumber. While thus
sleeping be had dream that made the
strongest impression on him. We will
give it as from the lips of the dreamer:


al thought 1 had arrived at the same
town, but in the middle of the evening,
which was really the case; that had put
| up at the same inn, and gone immediate
ly as an unacquainted stranger would do,
in order to see whatever was worthy Of
observation in the place. walked down
the main street into another street appar-
emily leading into the country. I had
gone no great distance when I came to a
church, which stopped to examine
After satisfying my curiosity, I advanced
to by path which branched off from the
main street. Obeying an impulse which
1 could neither account for nor control, I
struck into this path, though it was wind
ing, rough an unfrequented, and present
ly reached, a miserable cottage, in front
of which was a garden covered with weeds.
I had no great difficulty in getting into
the garden, for the hedge had several
wide gaps in it. I approached an old
well that stood solitary and gloomy in
distant corner; and looking down into it,
beheld, without any possibility of mis-
take, a corpse which had been stabbed in
several places. 1 counted the deep wounds
and wide gashes. There were six"


At this moment he woke with his hair
on end, trembling in every limb, and cold
drops of perspiratiOn believing his fore
head-awoke to find himself comfortably
in bed, his carpet bag lying near him, and
the morning sun beaming through his
curtain. What difference He sprang
from his bed, dressed himself, and, as it
was yet early, sought an appetite for
breakfast by an early walk. He went ac
cordingly into the street, and strolled
along. The further be went the stronger
became the confused recollection of the