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Dreamy Hollow: A Long Island Romance

Chapter 3 A MESSAGE FROM WINIFRED

Word Count: 1604    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

and cigars they drank in a grandeur of gleam and shadow over sea and land with little in the way of conversation to mar the se

he was far too practical to admit that there might be such a thing as real spiritual communication. At any rate, there was yet a preponderance of belief to the contrary. He knew of certain persons who had been confined in sanitariums for asserting quee

ming tremendously rich depended upon his success in securing control of a majority holding of "Villard Incorporated." He longed for wealt

Sawyer's satisfaction-then all would go well. He would first turn them into "old cronies," as it were; cause them to strike up a most intimate acquaintance wherein the strength of Sawyer's will power could be utilized in behalf of the Villard weakness. Indeed, Sawyer must be so convi

beauty in moonlight. It i

Sawyer, after several

idently buried in thought, remained silent. He wondered what manner of girl was the Winifred of whom

waters reflecting this moon, I can see myself buying a ticket that

his own thoughts. Reminded of the fact that he had guests to enter

of it; been everywhere worth going. This is the spot where my

mradeship it is myself. I shall haunt you, Mr. Villard, and your beautiful home,

e I have been so much alone that I need a course of training in order to become sociable. I'm willing to make a great try of it and will hope for success. You have seen me

old enough in years to practice regularity. It is my bedtime-a little past the ac

uest he bowed stiffly, but made

mitted to himself, but that his goal should be reached in due time, he promised himself. "The pyramids were not built o

not help but give him credit for having earned his promotion to actively head the Villard Company. He had known him as a boy-and he was now the active head of Villard Incorporated-an expert financial man. All through their years together he had been loyal, good natured, and successful in the big part he had undertaken. No higher compliment could have been paid him than that Villard's mantle of autho

ld in reserve a wholesome pity for the man who so lightly esteemed the golden opinion that he had honestly won, and he pledged himself tow

es and calmed his brain. Almost at the point of complete repose a vague and dreamy impression that some one was calling from far away came into his mind. He seemed to hear his name, and whispered so softly as to be almost inaudible. Apparently it was the voice of Winif

ication-but once returned it rests, and awaits the call to go forth and serve a new-born babe of corresponding mould. Thus is inclined the congenital tendency

ive again, my Winifr

Beyond that it offers rest and requitement to all souls released from the ills and sorrows of earthly habitation. Farewell, my Drury; another Winifred will c

dream he buried his face upon his pillow, thereby to control his pent up emotions, and also to recount and memorize the exact words that she had spoken. This accomplished, he sighed deeply and lapsed into slumber.

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