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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902
Year: 1902 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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o him thatit had none; they were simply to be mat-ters of future observation in a second or-deal ; for the first emotion which the inci-dent imparted was the feeling that itwould happen again, and in this returnwould interpret itself. Hewson was sostrongly persuaded of something of thekind that, after standing for an indefiniteperiod at the window in his pajamas, hegot hardily back into bed, and waited forthe repetition. He was agreeably awareof waiting without a tremor, and rathereagerly than otherwise; then he began tofeel drowsy, and this at first flattered him,as a proof of his strange courage, incircumstances which would have render-ed sleep impossible to most men; but inanother moment he started from it. Ifhe slept, every one would say he haddreamt the whole thing; and he conldnever himself be quite sure that he hadnot. He got up, and began to dress, thinkingall the time, in a dim way, how very longit would be till breakfast, and wonderingwhat he should do till then with his ap-
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HIS APPARITION. 623 petite and his apparition. It was nowonly a little after fonr oclock of theJune morning, and nobody would bedown till after eight; most people at thatvery movable feast, which St. Johnsworthad in the English fashion, did not showthemselves before nine. It was impos-sible to get a book and read for fivehours; he would be dropping with hun-ger if he walked so long. Yet he mustnot sleep; and he must do something tokeep from sleeping. He remembered alittle interloping hotel, which had latelyforced its way into precincts sacred tocottage life, and had impudently calleditself the St. Johnswort Inn, after St.Johns place, by a name which he pridedhimself on having poetically inventedfrom his own and that of a prevalent wildflower. Upon the chance of getting anearly cup of coffee at this hotel, Hewsonfinished dressing, and crept down stairsto let himself out of the house. He not only found the door locked, ashe had expected, but the key taken out;and after some misgiving he

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