…anything so very out of the way in my choice of costume.Indeed, I stammered, “I think it most ordinary.” “Altogether too ordinary! Too infernally ordinary!” thundered my host. “Look at yourself in that glass!” and he pointed to a huge mirror as he spoke. Then my blood turned to ice. I had yes, I had come as Adam Adam before the fall! “Chase him!” shrieked my host, “Chase the insolent wretch, and when you catch him, skin him alive! Hardly were the words,” out of his mouth before the guests and musicians, armed with chairs, fans, and violins, rushed, shrieking and yelling, at me; but, happily for me, I was still some few feet ahead of my pursuers, when I awoke.On another occasion, I dreamed I was handing round the bag in some fashionable church, when all the men suddenly turned round and scowled at me, and the…