By: Edgar Allen Poe
Whenever I hear someone say, “Edgar Allen Poe” I often get the same feeling. Most of his stories put me to sleep but there are few I like. This short story was okay, at times it could have put me to sleep but then there was interesting parts too.
In the beginning of the story I believed that Mr. Bedloe really took a trip in the mountains and I remember, as I was reading, what would I do in his shoes. Mr. Bedloe just kind of went with it and enjoyed his trip. I, on the other hand, would have been freaking out. He saw a hyena, a half naked man, a stream; it all seemed so real to him. I felt I could relate to Mr. Bedloe because there has been many of times when I have had dreams that seemed so real. I could remember every person, every word said like it had all happened in real life, and I would be so disappointed when I realized some of these dreams were actually dreams.
As the story goes on it seems as those Mr. Bedloe was not dreaming and that he actually took a trip in the mountains. We learn that Mr. Bedloe went through the mountains and caught a cold and began severely ill. He had great determination of blood to the head. Dr. Templeton applies leeches to the temples to try to relieve some of the pressure. To my understanding it is during this time that Mr. Bedloe tells of his adventure to Dr. Templeton.
When I finally finished this short story it was hard for me to determine whether or not Mr.Bedloe was actually dreaming or not. At times it seemed that he was dreaming but then again towards the end they made it seem real. I feel that if his adventure was real it would be something he could always remember, and if it was a dream I loved his imagination. I guess overall A Tale of the Ragged Mountains wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be but it still wasn’t one of my favorites!