140 Dreaming Bob 



they seemed to holler, Fool/ and I woke 

 up all cold and shiverin'. It's no use. You 

 seem sort o' sent to bring me to my senses or 

 knock me clean out o' 'em, and it ain't much 

 matter which, seein' I'm about used up." 



" I don't agree with you, old man ; but 

 first let me ask you your name," I said, in 

 reply to his pathetic speech. 



" My real name ? No ; but where I lived 

 longest it was ' Dreamin' Bob,' 'cause I used 

 to say I was goin' to be rich when my dream 

 come true." And for the first time the old 

 man smiled as he spoke. 



Well, I'll call you Robert, then," I re- 

 plied. " And let me tell you, I had almost 

 the same dream, last night, that you did." 



" You did ?" And the old man looked 

 very sceptical as he spoke. 



" I did, and I think when I was a little 

 boy I saw those trees in the woods. If 

 you're in the notion now, we'll start on a 

 hunt, for I'm a believer now in 'daddy's 

 chest.'" And I looked very serious as I 

 spoke, to give him greater confidence in 

 what I said. 



" Whether you're tryin* to make game of 

 me or not, I'll go 'long," the old man said ; 



