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Show BOB I N C E. RS O LL'3 DREAM. One night, af'.er speaking in hi oial U-ihi'.n to an an ln.nre e' man) hundred person. Bob I ii- r.-j!l went' to his chamber, and laid him on his bed to ret. He had a dream. The man dreauu-l that he itcod in spaco, fivee to fat e with a greal doik, tliat alowly heat uul lUO BOfondi of ft miserable exutence. 'J im fa e id tho rlo k was as tin K1'"1' n,C1' ol death. The hands crawled over the face like the worunof corruption, and crawled slowly oil towards tiif midnight hour. Every liek of the clock was the plaMi f.fa greit ilri'p of b!.--l in ft pool ol gore. Every pln-di ol blo..l uprinkb ti hi!) burtoiu willi buletiiio led. He tri'il vainly to w.pu away (be Blain; and ho found that Ins handx, t-Ki, wern red hko hifl b"i mi and hkn tlie ro.)l ol Mi! at tlie fcx.t of llui t loek. But lla hands of thy dock crept on to in iduight. Tliere tlmt in armind him a hot, Mtilloealing log of nignt. f'lieii Di" hojiea at it I loves anil batei and apiratiniiH williin him griimed and gasprd dittt. 1 liu hut, uull'ictl ing nhroinl of vapor wrapped llim mora closely, nntl he, too, groaned ami gaxjied; hut death tjame not to him an it had come to ! hopes and alUiclioriH. HentM-d liiero alone in in tho dying universe, alouo with Ihn great clock tnat sp!nnlud bl.iod at Iho bent of rvrry miseial'ln sc. 'olid while the Hand envwlcd nil to midnight, To this man every lirnalh wan un agony, every heart throh a century ol pain, lie fl t his Iviiich erurnlilitig in decay, and bin Heidi rnlting while it clung to liim. JJm tongue wan swollrn in Ids mouth. His thnmt wan dry and horribly bitter. He rarr-fl no longer for th ulaum of red blood, but bullied his brow and hi- eyRN in tho pool and moiatem d 1 his lipn with tho eloltutl gore. In the aamo brelh he blaplicnu-l and praytil for the light of morning. 'I hn bands of Iho clo.-jc r. acbod mi.lniybt mid nlopprd. Thero were no growing hours thereafter, no dawn, no nmrnuiK huh', nottun. Even the blood stopped plashing, anil the pool dried away so Hint he could no Inugor moHlen Ins lips or fUeneh the in-den-nlmble tlno'l that i-omauined him. In unuuiBh that was terror, and in terror thai wni agony, be broke I by awlul silenrd 'ind ernd: 'U there no Minligbt?" A voice, louder, harsher, honr-tcr. and aa Hiu'ering an hi own, mi.-ovried out of the silent;e; "Them is no Hinilight fm- the silrinr up ol strife." After an eternity, again he cued: "Ih thero nn dawnV" And tho voice replied, with a tcrei- Hinder: "Thern is no dawn lor thedonier nTKllhohamU'llhebla-phoiner." When an elei nHy of 1 1' rmlli'S , hail pa-rd, he cried out once mote: "MV j(l1! b tbirn no inonniigr Anil the voice came, buck: 'There in no morning, an! yon have no hod!" W ''' WHO NOT TO MARRY. j THE ALiVlt'K Ol" AN EI.D fKLY WOM.sjf' TO A YOUSO ONE. ( I In Iho waitintr-rouni at one ol" tlie . depots in a flourishing westfrn city,' i might have been seen recently two women, one young and haiuLiomo, , the other old and ugly. - Tho various , trains rushed in aud out, the .last pay-1 sengcr train lvr fomo bourd had departed, but still they sat, these two women. " , One remark led lr r.nother,- tinlil they were dialling quite confidentially. confiden-tially. The youtg woman in turn became communicative, and said her lover was coming on in tho. midnight train, and that she was going with him to tho next station to ho married. Whereupon the old lady said she had had much experience in tho "marrying "marry-ing business," and would give the young lady some advico, aud here is what she said; "Weil, child, never marry a railroader, rail-roader, for he is liable to get killed at any time. ' Besides, he has such ft nice chance to llirt." "Never marry a military man, for he's liable to go lo war and Met shot. Besides his gorgeous clothes attract the attention of tho women.". Never marry a hotel keeper. My ; first husband was a lio'.el keeper and fell through the elevator opening and broke his darned skull. It riles moj when L think of that man." "Nevor marry a traveling man, for he's always away troui hum. Nobody No-body knows what those men aro up to when tht-y are aw.iy from hum." ' "Never marry a steamboater. My aecotid husband was steamboat captain cap-tain and got blowcd into 4,000,000 pieets, blast him. I always get terribly terri-bly mad when I think o! that man." "Never marry a dry goods man. Dyes in cloth is so injurious. They never live half their days.'' "Never marry a grocer, Thoy have such dirty hands. My third husband was a grocer, and such hands as he'd havo was 'nuf to sicken a body. He was killed by a molasses barrel" fullin' on him. When I think of him I am really completely dia-liuMcd." dia-liuMcd." . ' ."Never marry a carpenter. My fou rih husband was a carpenter, and Ml oil a tea (Told and was smashed into a jelly.' May his soul sleep in "Never marry a machinist. My filth husband was a machinist. I'll never forget the day be was brouglit homo on a board. I didn't recognize him. A belt had come olf a pully and hit him plum in tho face, and spread uis nose aii over his countenance. I promised him on hi dyin' bd that I'd never marry another machinist." Just then the train rollt-d in. and the old lady at-ked: "Child, wiiat butiuois ia your lover in?" "Insurance business.". "O, mercy! You don't mean to marry him! My sixth huuhaud was an insurance " But the young lady ivas gone to meet her lover. |