HER DREAM.

Globe, Volume XXI, Issue 1707, 9 August 1879, Page 4

HER DREAM.

A lady upon Pine street dreamed the other night that she was riding across the bridge, when the stream run against it. The lady was unconscious for a moment, and then seemed to recover her senses and find herself in lleaven, and this is the way sho tella about it:— "Oh, it was a splendid place, with real large curtains, and so beautiful! I went right to work and took up the carpet, cost four dollars a yard, and I hung it over three or four stairs, and set a couple of angels to whipping it, and it was perfectly lovely. Then we covered up the harps and music, and had the whole place whitewashed, and I picked out some beautiful ■wall paper, that just matched the furniturr, and bad it all put on that same afternoon, with a green and yellow border, and it was Just elegant, We s Q t the parlor fltOYe np

into the garret, and Bet the book case over ■where the store had stood, and washed all the woodwork, and took out all the windows and washed them, and I never supposed anyone could be so happy. I just pinned a towel around my head, and pinned up my back hair, and left my switch in the bureau drawer, and sung, and sung, and sung all the time, and I never csn tell how nice it was, and we were just getting straightened around when I woke up. It was a beautiful dream, and it seemed so real. I shall never feel any dread of death any more." We suppose this was a nice enough droam, as dreams go, but there ia one thing about it; some women have got to be kept out of Heaven.—" Stillwater Lumberman."