Approach of disaster.

Perfidy and separation of lovers.

Much pleasure, unexpected fortune. 3.

Long life of the person it represents.

Always steady in love.

Being betrothed.

(See Correspondence)

…To dream of having your portrait taken, is a sign someone will compliment your good looks; but if you are dissatisfied and think it a bad likeness, the compliment will run is a contrary direction, and you will be called frightfully ugly-looking behind your back. Lucky lottery dream numbers – 2….

…Pictures appearing before you in dreams, prognosticate deception and the ill will of contemporaries. To make a picture, denotes that you will engage in some unremunerative enterprise. To destroy pictures, means that you will be pardoned for using strenuous means to establish your rights. To buy them, foretells worthless speculation. Dreaming of seeing your likeness in a living tree, appearing and disappearing, denotes that you will be prosperous and seemingly contented, but there will be disappointments in reaching out for companionship and reciprocal understanding of ideas and plans. Dreaming of being surrounded with the best efforts of the old and modern masters, denotes that you will have insatiable longings and desires for higher attainments, compared to which present success will seem poverty-stricken and miserable. See Painting and Photographs….

(Affinity | Concord | Likeness) Exchanging correspondence be- tween two friends in a dream means longevity, for it means joining two destinies and it means comfort and happiness each one gets from his friend.

…the face. “Do I look like a missionary, Mr. Bailey?” she said; “if so, you are the first person who has ever noted the likeness. Look!””Look! Why, I couldn’t help looking, Lil; and with every respect to you, Lil, she was worth a good stare. She had golden hair, parted in the middle and brought low over her ears in the newest of angled fashion. Her eyebrows all but met over her nose, and she had a pair of the loveliest but hardest blue eyes I have ever seen. Lord save you!’ Jim said, striking the palm of one of his hands with the fist of his other, ‘ they were hard — flint wasn’t in it with them! And her mouth! That was cruel too — real downright cruel, with thin, tightly shut lips and sharp white teeth that glittered like a wolf’s.”But for all that she was beautiful…