A CURIOUS DREAM. 



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with a grave subject and exhibit an irreverence for the dead that would shock and 

 distress their surviving friends. But this bland and stately remnant of a former 

 citizen leaned him far over my gate and whispered in my ear, and said : — 



" Do not let that disturb you. The community that can stand such graveyards 

 as those we are emigrating from can stand anything a body can say about the neg- 

 lected and forsaken dead that lie in them." 



At that very moment a cock crowed, and the weird procession vanished and left 

 not a shred or a bone behind. I awoke, and found myself lying with my head out 

 of the bed and " sagging " downwards considerably — a position favorable to dream- 

 ing dreams with morals in them, maybe, but not poetry. 



Note. — The reader is assured that if the cemeteries in his town are kept in good order, this 

 Dream is not levelled at his town at all, but is levelled particularly and venomously at the next 

 town. 



