hing better than his father he desires to beget
himself anew. We already know the mythological motives of new creation,
that should follow the forcible separation of the parents and that we have
not yet noticed in the parable. Shall the better world still be created,
the dismembered paternal power be renewed, the lion again be brought to
life?

The rectangular place in the garden suggests a grave. A wall in a dream
means, among other things, a cemetery wall and the garden, a cemetery. And
widely as these ideas may be contrasted with the lifegiving mother's womb,
they yet belong psychologically in very close connection with her. And
perhaps not only psychologically.

Stekel tells a dream of Mrs. Delta in which occurs "an open square space,
a garden or court. In the corner stood a tree, that slowly sinks before
our eyes as if it were sinking in water. As the tree and the court also
made swinging motions, I cleverly remarked, 'Thus we see how the change in
the earth's surface takes place.' " The topmost psychic stratum of the
dream reveals itself as an earthquake reminiscence. "Earth" leads to the
idea of "Mother Earth." The tree sinking into it, is the tree of life, the
phallus. The rectangular space is the bedroom, the marriage bed. The
swinging motions characterize the whole picture still better. The
earthquake, however, contains, as is found in the analysis, death thoughts
also. The rectangular space becomes a grave. Even the water of the dream
deserves notice. "Babies come out of the water," says an infantile theory
of procreation. We learn later that the foetus floats in amniotic liquor.
This "water" lies naturally in "Mother Earth." In contrast we have the
water of the dead (river of the dead, islands of the dead, etc.). Both
waters are analogous in the natural symbolism. It is the mythical abode of
the people not yet, or no longer, to be found in the world.

As water will appear again at important points in the parable, I will
dwell a little longer on that topic.

Little children come out of Holla's fountain, there are in German
districts a number of Holla wells or Holla springs (Holla brunn?) with
appropriate legends. Women, we are told, who step into those springs
become prolific. Mullenhof tells of an old stone fountain in Flensburg,
which is called the Groennerkeel. Its clear, copious water falls out of
four cocks into a wide basin and supplies a great part of the city. The
Flensburgers hold this fountain in