Year: 1865

thriving little town of Agentiere, near
the foot Of the Cevennes Mountains, in
France. The day was charming. Many
of the inhabitants were traversing the
highways, enjoying the agreeableness of
the weather Among the number there
was a tall young man, apparently not
more than twenty-five years of age. In
his right hand he carried cane, and in
his left he carried small carpet bag.
His gait was quick, and from his ex-
preston he appeared to be bent upon
some important errand. In this man
ner he went along, occasionally glancing
around to view the surrounding objects.
He had hardly gone more than aquarter
Of q mile when he came to small street
which was in the suburbs of the town.
He turned and puoceeded up this. Pres
emily, after walking but a short distance,
he arrived at an inn. Here he hesitated
and after viewing the exterior, he NUT
tered to himself she following words:
ut is strange that this is the first inn
that have seen throughout my route.
However, [ will put up here"


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


Il thought that ! 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
Immediately, as an unacquainted stran-
ger would do, in order to see whatever
was worthy of observation in the place.
! walked down the main street into an
other street, apparently leading into the
country. | had gone no great distance
when | came to, church, which stop
ped to examine After satisfying my
curiosity, | advanced to a by-path which
branched off from the main street.
Obeying an impulse, which I could nei
ther account for nor control, struck into
this path, though it was winding, rough,
and unfrequented, and presently reached
miserable cottage in front of which was
a garden covered with weeds [ had no
great difficulty in getting into the gar
den, 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 mistake, a
corpse, which had been stabbed in sew
eral places. | counted the deep wounds
and wide gashes. There were six"


At this moment be awoke with his
hair on end, trembling in every limb,
and cold drops of Precipitation bedew-
ing his forehead-awoke to find himself
comfortably in bed, his carpet bag lying
near him, and the morning sun beam
ing through his curtain. What differ
ence (! He sprang from his bed, dressed
himself. and, as it was yet early, sought
an appetite for breakfast by morning
walk. He went accordingly into the
street, and strolled along. The farther
he went, the stronger became the con-
fused recollection of the objects that
presented themselves to his view.


at is very strange said he to him.
self; | have never been in this place
before, and [ could swear that I've seen
this house, and the next, and that other
on the left


On he went. till he came to corner
of a street crossing the one down which
he had come. Before long he arrived
at the church with the architectural fea-
lures that had attracted his notice in
the dream; and then the high road,
along which he had pursued. his way
coming at length to the same by path