The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1858-04-23
THE GY PS Y.
CHAPTER |.

Long, long ago, before you, reader, or |
was born, there dwelt on splendid estate
in England, Lord Granville and his lady,
and sister Henrietta. He was tall dark
man, with a firm will, fixed notions At
justice and crime, and an unbending OBJ
stinacy; she was fair delicate blond,
shrinking at harsh look, gentle to a
fault, and ready to overlook. any misde-
meanors, if her forgiveness was claimed
by penitence; they had one child, love-
ly little girl, just one year old at the time
our story opens, fair baby, with dark
brown hair, large hazel eyes, delicate fea-
lures, and a plump, healthy form.
Lucy said Henrietta Granville to
her sister-in-law one morning, 81 am 60
ing to have my fortune told"
Nonsense. Retta where 2"
There Is gypsy encampment about
half mile from here, and one of The wo-
men, Jessie Danvers, she calls herself, is
famous for telling fortunes"
"The wife of Huon Danvcrs, who
brings fruit sometimes to sell here 7"
"The same; tall, graceful gypsy,
with the deepest blackest eyes | ever saw
\ strange weird woman she is, by all ac-
counts; talks to herself, and prophecies
Of days to come"
"Retta, do not go" said Lady Gran.
vile, imploringly. 81 know this Jessie,
and | know not why fear her. When
she fixes those black eyes on me, | feel
my flesh creep and my heart stand still. :"
Nonsense, Lucy; you are nervous
She is queen, this woman, of these peo-
pie, and ! have taste for royalty. Come,
| am going, and you must 90 to-
My fortune is already mrle, Retta.-
These people never get any further than
matrimony."
" But you will come with me, Lucy p
| long for walk this pleasant morning,
and you must join me"
Lady Granville allowed herself to be
pursuaded, and the two girls, for Lady
Lucy was but eighteen, and Lady Henri
eta yet younger, started for the gypsy
encampment. They found Jessie Dan
vers seated in front of rude tent, play
ing with pack of cards, and muttering
from her hand to the ground AS the
visitors drew near, she let her hands fall
in her lap, and raised their eyes to their
faces. After gazing for moment, she
said half scornfully-
"What seek you here ?"
Henrietta then spoke: awe have
heard of your skill at telling and
have come to test it,
Jessie rose. She was a tall, handsome
woman, about twenty years of age. Her
features were regular, her eyes were large
and very brilliant, and her skin, though
dark, beautifully clear. Her long black
hair fell in masses to her waist, aud form
ed a beautiful contrast to the white shawl
pinned across her shoulders She wore a
red hood over her head, and many-col-
ored skirt, short enough to leave her deli
cate feet and ankles fully revealed. The
hand which clasped Henrietta's was small
and delicately formed as the lady's own.
She looked long and earnestly at the
palm, and then said
"There is nothing wonderful there
You will marry, and die"
"Thank YOU" said Retta, sarcastic
ally; "you are truly we'll skilled in your
calling; perhaps Lucy will die too, some
day"
Jessie fixed her large black eyes on
Lady Lucy's face, and then SAID, in low
voice
"Die? Yes, broken-hearted Sorrow
will follow her. Why," she exclaimed
fiercely, ado you fear me? Your fate is
linked with mine | know not how; |
only see in the far distance you dead, and
! triumphant while above all, shine two
words--Justice, Revenge % Her form