A Nightmare Cure

A Chiucse physioian says Uiat iu a case of uightmare, instead of nidely awaking the sleeper by bringing in a light, yon shcmld "bite his toe." This is a very simple remedy - at least Mrs, Poppletou tliought so, for she treasured the recipe np iu one of the chambers of her inemory, and the other night, whon Poppletou Vas seized with a two-horse power nightmare, seventeen hands high, and in a mnffled aud ghostly voice muttered, " Owhowhwoh ! Ugliuglmghuhu ! " as if a circus elephant was perforining tricks on his stomaeh, she quickly slid to the foot of the bed, and was in the act of seizing his big toe in her teetli, wlum the dreamer gave a vigorous kiek, and, Mrs. Poppleton was shot over the tail-board of the bed on to the floor, with fonr teetli half way down her throat. The noise awakened Poppleton, and hearing his wife screaining at the rate of forty knots an liour, Jie thought no Iohs than 10,000 masked burglars ware in the room, and, without striking a light, he síúzed a cliair ind wildly struck rlght and lel't all over the room, nearly braining Mrs. Poppleton before he thscovcred the ti'ue situation of all'airs. It was a terrible mistáfce; and Mis. Poppleton was laid up two weeks and five days, and the first tliing she diU when she rocovered suffieient strength was to smash $175 worth of Chinese eimosities slie had purohased ;it the Ceutennial, and she says if she wi-n: a man she would go to China and not return home until she liad S])it upon that physioian i'rom iigure-head to rudder. Or words to that effect. Poppleton enjoya his mghtmarea as of j'ore,