An "Indian Summer" Dream 



dells! Know that I am Daughter of 

 the Sun! Through the misty morning 

 shadows He your prayer has heard, 

 and answered. Hither has He sent me, 

 and from hence I may not go. Naught 

 that has once touched Earth can e'er 

 return to starry realms till Heaven it- 

 self ordains! Whether I come to you 

 and yours as curse or blessing know I 

 not. But this one thing is certain as 

 the rosy hue of Morn: I am here to 

 live with you, for better or for worse, 

 for good or for evil, to abide forever 

 more, exchanging home ethereal on 

 high, to plant my feet on this your 

 solid Earth. Your women and your 

 maidens shall attend upon me, and 

 faithfully shall I reward. When fails 

 the hunting, then shall I sustain and 

 comfort thee." 



Then all was still once more, and the 

 wondrous picture of the night began 

 rapidly to dissolve and fade far, far 

 away. Next thing I knew a mighty 

 conflagration was raging all around, 

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