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AN EIGHT-YEAR NAP
o . By H. M. Egbert.
& John Drumfield yawned and
stretched himself; then he looked
.cross. the room at his watch and
sprang out of bed in astonishment.
Jt was nearly ten minutes to ten!
This was his wedding morning and
he had nearly forgotten. There was
just time to be at the church in
Brooklyn by half past eleven.
f It w.as to be a quiet wedding. Lucy
jandhe had loved each. other for years,
"Staring, in Terror at the Date on It.
Respite the objections of her father,
"one of the leaders of the bar, who
wanted her to make a brilliant mar
triage. But he had become reconciled
'at last, and, with his backing, Drum
''field's own law practice had improved
Sufficiently to warrant his taking out
Jthe wedding license-
Drumfield paused in irresolution,
cfor his mind was' as hazy as though
he had overslept for five years instead
: of one night. These were Jiot his
rooms; this was a hotel. A placard,
announcing that one ring would bring
the .bell-boy and two the chamber
maid stood over the faucet. Above
the mantel was a notification ' that
smoking was not permitted and that
the management would not be re
sponsible for valuables unless left in
the safe. Drurafield's head was ach
ing badly. As he passed the mirror
he caught sight of his face. He had
gone to bed a young man and now his
hair was turning gray and there were
lines in his face- that had not ieen
there when he Retired to bed.
Thoroughly alarmed, he dressed
himself and hastened down. At the
hotel desk a young clerk looked up
and smiled. "Hurt your head?" he
asked. Drumfield put up his hand
and found that his scalp was gashed.
It must have bled freely during the
night, to judge from the evidences.
Drjumfield muttered something and
walked away.. At the stand he bought
a newspaper. The next moment he
wasclutching at space and staring in
terror at the date on it. He had gone
to sleep in his rooms in August, 1905;
and he had awakened in a cheap hotel
invFebEuary, 1913. He had slept eight
He then hurriedly took the subway
to Brooklyn. It seemed to him that
the subway had not run to Brooklyn
when he was last awake, but this was
only a minor problem now. He got
qut at the. Borough Hall and stood
looking round him uncertainly.
"Want a cab?" asked a taxi driver.
Drumfield put his hand into his pock
et mechanically and found a pocket
book containing a five-dollar bill and
two of the value of a dollar each.
He nodded and leaped in. Then,
glancing into the side glass, he saw
that his head was swollen' and that )
a mass of blood had matted his hair.
Five minutes later the cab stopped
opposite a deep" excavation and the
cabman descended and' opened the
- "Here's the church-you 'asked for,