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Dora; A Life Story. a Life Story

Dora; A Life Story. a Life Story

Brand, S. L.

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ISBN10: 1459067630
ISBN13: 9781459067639
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 38
Weight: 0.19
Height: 0.08 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1876. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... Again I seemed to be moving over the ground, as if impelled forward by some invisible power, and I almost fancied that mysterious figure was by my side; and notwithstanding the feeling of faintness which gradually came over me, as these thoughts rushed through my mind, I still felt myself urged forward, and did not pause in my hurried walk, until I found myself standing opposite the monument; which having reached, I was obliged to sit down and rest, for I felt convinced, that soon my dream would be realized. I was not naturally superstitious, but that strange dream had quite unnerved me--quite taken possession of me for the time being--and after resting a short time, I was too excited to sit still long, I rose, and walked round the monument to the side facing the east. I was quite alone, no human creature was in sight; and after looking carefully round to see that I was not deceiving myself in thinking I was the only creature there, I stooped down and examined every inch of the basement of the monument in the side facing the east. At first I could distinguish nothing differing from the other sides of the monument, but not feeling inclined to give up my search lightly, I again went down on my knees, and could I believe the evidence of my senses? yes, for there, on the east side, I saw the loose stone, just as I had seen it in my dream. My heart palpitated so fast I could scarcely breathe, and with trembling fingers I touched the stone. It moved! and using a little strength, I lifted it out easily from its resting place. My wonderment knew no bounds, but before proceeding any further, I was again compelled to sit down and rest, which I did on a fallen tree lying close by, and which had been torn up by the roots during the recent gale we had had. I knew my...

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