Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-07-14
.N.A.rCT NEWELL and THE FOR.
TUNE TELLER.

~ TUNE TELLER.
20, where is happier maiden than /, 54
). As gaily my light wheel turn all the day,
Let the high danes Of fashion 60 mincingy by
And look from the cottsger proudly away.
~ care not, cottsgcr still would I be,
| With no thought roaming wide from my wood
bne-wreatled door,
Like land-bird afar er the desolate sea,
Wing weary, yet seeking in vain for the shore. .
Thus sang, Nancy Newell, gaiIy. to the
music of her spinning-wheel, the lightest
hearted maiden in the village Of Maybank.
| No idle longings for condition above that
| which she filled with cheerfulness, had
ever disturbed her quiet bosom for mo-
ment. Maybank was her little world, and
there she expected to live and die. We
will not say that no fond dream of a lovers
smile. of pleasant cottage with one dear
one, blessing and blessed, had ever linger.
! ed in her fancy. Doubtless such thoughts
often stirred the pure waters of affection
that lay calm and deep in her woman's
heart. But they took nothing from the
happiness, but rather quickcned her boun.
ding pulses, and made her feel that she
had, indeed, something for which to live.
"A blessing on your sweet face, Nam
cyl" said harsh voice, breaking in up
on the maiden's song.
Nancy turned quickly, and recognized
at a glance, an old crone, who wandered
about from village to village, telling for
| tunes.
"Ah, is this you, Mag! :" she said, paus-
ing in her work, and offering her hand to
the old woman, who had frequently urged
her, on previous occasions. TO have her for
| tune told, but never could succeed in ef-
forts TO read the maiden's fate in her hand,
as she always made laughing. but effect
ualresis.ance. This time, Mag. as she was
called every where, by old and young, re-
tanned her hold upon Nancy's hand, and
turning up the palm, said
"Come. Nancy, must read your for
tune for you"
"I.'s no use Mag. All you can say
won't alter what's to come"
But can tell you what is TO come,
and of course you have an interes. in
knowing whose wife you are to be, ifno!h
ing else. Ha! ha!'' laughed the ole
crone, seeing the color mounting 10 the
maiden's cheeks knew you wished
TO know that, for all your triAing. Bless
me what is this 2" she added in a seri-
Gus tone, her coun,enance instantly assu-
ming an expression of solemn importance.
as something in the palm of Nancy's hand
arrested her attention. From that mo-
ment, the maiden's hand Law passively
within hers.
i Il never saw that mark in but one hand
before" continued Mag. Sand that hand
! was claimed by the richest and handsomest
man in the whole country. It's an unfail
ing sign Of high connections in marriage.
] thought the first time looked into your
face, that you would not long stand beside
the spinning wheel. Let me sea rich
marriage-young, handsome-four chill
dren-ah what is this? Trouble at last
but here is good omen again.-Yours
will be a long and happy way, Nancy,
with but few dark days, and then quickly
succeeded by skies without cloud"
''All nonsense, Mag" replied Nancy.
affecting 10 laugh, but her laugh was not
SO gay and careless as before.
$50 you all pretend to say" replied
the crone, !" bu. l never yet told a fortune
that didn't come true. Didn't tell Ellen
White that there would be death in her
fathers house before three months And
where now is she? Cold in the church
yard And didn't tell Mary Hope tina,
she would receive bad news in week !
Don't you remember that |! And how they
got letter saying that her brother had
| died in the South before the week was out!
never tell wrong, Nancy. know my
art too well. Here let me look at your
hand again. All thereis something over
looked. A rich husband. Yes-that is
true. But there will be trouble before that
A lover will be turned away and it will
cost some tears. But j, must be done
and the wound will soon heal. Good bye
Nancy! Il only had minute to spare.
Good bye, dear! I'll call and see you
| when you become great lady. Good
bye!'''' Il ~ IN
4 And so saying, Mag turned away and
left Nancy with but little inclination &c
resume her song or her humming wheel
i About ten minutes after, old Mag glidet
into the cottage Of Mrs. Brown. where she
found her daughter Mary Brown. alone.
Did she lei you tell her fortune, Mag:
asked Mary, with look and tone Of in,
terest.
20 yes was the reply.
i "What is H."
She is 10 marry rich But frs, a lov
er will BE- turned off. That is Harry