2!>0 Shadowings 



seem to retain the yellow glow of lamps that 

 once illuminated them. 



A queer fact is that I never see the entire text 

 of a page at once, though I see the whole page 

 itself plainly. The text rises, or seems to rise, 

 to the surface of the paper as I gaze, and fades 

 out almost immediately after having been read. 

 By a simple effort of will, I can recall the 

 vanished sentences to the page; but they do 

 not come back in the same form as before : they 

 seem to have been oddly revised during the 

 interval. Never can I coax even one fugitive 

 line to reproduce itself exactly as it read at 

 first. But I can always force something to re- 

 turn; and this something remains sharply dis 

 tinct during perusal. Then it turns faint grey, 

 and appears to sink as through thick milk 

 backward out of sight. 



By regularly taking care to write down, imme 

 diately upon awakening, whatever I could remem 

 ber reading in the dream-book, I found myself 

 able last year to reproduce portions of the text. 

 But the order in which I now present these 

 fragments is not at all the order in which I 

 recovered them. If they seem to have any inter. 



