134 Dreaming Bob 



when I had a home, till years and years 

 slipped round, and then somehow it all come 

 back to me, sudden-like ; but Pd been a fool 

 all the time, spendin* one day what I earnt 

 the day 'fore, and it was hard work to get 

 anywhere near these parts. I got to seein' 

 in dreams just where daddy put what he had, 

 but what I see now round here ain't what it 

 used to be." 



" Not around Dog-town ?" I asked. 



" Yes, it's sort o' the same round there, 

 but the big timber's gone, and I can't place 

 my dreamin' just as I want to. That dream 

 ain't no common one. It's just a-goin' back 

 to when I was that little feller as toddled 

 about after daddy when he was workin' 

 about home." 



" Tell me how the place looks in your 

 dream. Perhaps I can help you out?" I 

 asked. 



"How can you?" asked the old man, 

 giving a sudden start, and facing me. 



" I know the history of these parts pretty 

 well, and have some old deeds and docu- 

 ments that might throw light on the sub- 

 ject," I replied, with much earnestness. 



" Old deeds and dockiments : them's the 



