“Though I do not much heed Dreams, yet
I chusechoose not to disregard them altogether.
Know then, that my Rachel dream’ddreamed a
Dream, which I cannot fail to give you
an Account of, as there is something very
singular in it. She dream’ddreamed on Friday
Night, AugtAugust 13. that a Gentleman of the
Name of Brett in England had sent me
in a present a Number of fine pocket-
pistols, &and a great Coat bedeck’dbedecked with
white Cockades. Saturday Morning, when
repeating the dream to me, she told me,
the Christian Name of the Gentleman
had been told her in the Dream, but
that she had now forgot it. “Pray, said I,
“was it Thomas?” “No.” “Was it Nicholas?”
“Yes, yes, that is it.” Now, dear Sir, con-
sidering the late Transaction between
you &and me, what Wonder, that this same
Dream should have some place in my
Mind? Let Time, the Revealer of Se-
crets, explain the real Meaning. If
this be a Trifle, consign it to the Flames,
the proper Place for all Trifles.