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...think," he said, "that psychology will ever fully account for this matter of dreams. I once had so strange an one, fulfilled in so strange a way - I hardly know how to begin my story; and perhaps after all I should only weary...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

...hour, I took her hand a moment, - I suppose we had drawn very near together during that moonlight interview, - and held it in mine somewhat longer than the occasion demanded, perhaps. She did not withdraw it, but looked at me shyly through the loveliest blue eyes I had ever seen (so I thought then) and was altogether so bewitchingly pretty, that I - quickly stooped and kissed her. She left me suddenly enough, then; but I could not tell whether I had offended her or not. I thought not. You may laugh as much as you choose, young friend...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

...improbable that he might have witnessed the some what startling finale to the evening's comedy. However, it could not be helped. As to his favor or disfavor, he was always a moody, eccentric sort of man, and I had no reason to think that he had ever liked me better than I had liked...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

...seemed to be walking down a long hall, that ever opened before me in an endless vista. At last, far off, white and pale, I saw the figure of a woman coming towards me swiftly, terribly, like a ghost; I, coward enough in my dream, tried to turn away from her. I could stir neither hand nor foot. I pray God I may never again experience that feeling of powerless, supernatural terror. She drew nearer and nearer; and I recognized the face of Bertha Carlin. Then suddenly she stopped, pointed backward; the hall disappeared, the broad sea was before...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »

...Imagine, if you can, the shock that the discovery gave me: it was the first time, to my knowledge, that I had ever been guilty of sleep-walking. I could hardly believe that I was yet awake. I hurried shivering back to the hotel, found the door of my bed-room open; else I might have had some trouble in re-entering it. I wrapped myself up in blankets, and tried to collect my scattered senses...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A DREAM AND A REALITY. | 12/10/1880 | See Source »