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s'. “I don't want no monev,” said theV *0 weird woman. “I done got cnuff. What s you dream?”a “I dreamed,” said one of the visitors a in a trembling voice, “that there was some horrid thing done up in a canvas e bag. It was alive and had a snakes j1 head. I could see the whole mass squirm “ as I thrust a long, sharp sword or dagger a through and through it.”Tj.. “You sawed a snake's head?”“Yes, and the thing itself seemed to I be a great soft heap of something that squirmed like snakes, and I could not kill it. Every time I tried to it moved again.” :“Now you don’t lemme think.”1 j The old woman, who was very large,? closed her eyes and began to sing softly0 to herself. It was a sort of chant-—a j * j song without words. Pretty soon she | '• • delivered herself of this oracular speech: •’ j u ; • THE INTERPRETATION. j® I.“To dream , about snakes forebodes ! J that some man w ill treat you aw f ul bad.J An’ there is jealousy as sure as the grave from some woman. Ef yer had killed J them snakes the good Lawd git you : vict’ry. but if you not kill them then it 5 means sickness, and death.. Somebody j been telling bad stories about you if you • sawed de head. Dat was a mean dream.” V; She opened her eyes When she said this and began working at the contents of | the phials again. The unfortunate1 dreamer sat with blanched face and speculated on her probable iill tick.1 i “Will you tell mine, aunty?” asked our’ : youngest and fairest and the only one of the number Who was not married—ex-’ cept our champion boy.“I’m not your aunty,” grunted the old woman. “Don’ you call me dat again, I isn't one of dat sort. W hat you dream?”
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Belmont Weekly Dispatch
Belmont, New York, US
Tue, Oct 15, 1889
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