The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1866-11-02

the gifted hsfng's address, we sought
ther domicil. 1t was brick house
built Of pine lumber, and had Eeceived
its only coat Of paint when Clands Lor--
raine was an apprentice at the painting
business, and before that excellent
artist had begunto get up Incompatible
atmospheric effects that have since rem
dered his name immortal. The door
was locked, end the builder of the es,
tablishment having neglected to affix a
knocker thereupon or bell thereunto,
we were compelled to wear ont two
pairs of knuckles-the pair nature had
laxishly provided N with, and the brass
ones We carytr that bloody policeman
around the corner-before we could
arouse the great sybil. After awhile
the door was opened by servant-who
afterwards turned out to be the gifted
ones daughter-who was the pink Of
slipshod sIovenliness. "'i
We were ushered into room where
we were asked to sit until the reader
of the mysteries of the future should
deign to make her appearance. At
length she sailed majestically in. Our
pencil isn't adequate to the task OF
describing the wonderfully ghted crea-
ture. She looked as though she was o
blood relation of the Old Scratch, her
beauty was made of such scanty mate
rails. She wore an old faded bomba-
zine dress, while her curls-hanging
down beside pale, cadaverous, be-
wrinkled face, that reminded us OF
Death making grim faces at his old white
horse. Whe she spoke, it was IN the
dulcet tones of an equine violin.
"Whatest wouldest thou, o, man 7!
with the priestess of fortunep
HSeme of those fortune" we replied,
in fear and trembling.
"How much wouldest thou havep
'"what price dostest thou ask ~
Zone dollar"
We paid for dollars worth.
Throwing herself into an armchair,
and after she had rocked herself to and
fro few seconds, the servant-girl, who
turned out to be the priestess' daughter,
assured us that that respected dame was
in clarvoyant state. Presently there
was wild rolling of the eyes, spas
modic quivering of the limbs, and the
oracle found voice and spake thusly:
"Thy name is Brown. Thou art the
father of kind and affectionate wife,
and the mother of two cherubs.' We
stopped her there, assuring her that she
had made three mistakes already. Our
name was not BROWNIE were not the
father of our own or anybody else's wife,
and as to being the mother of cherubs,
why, the mistake was self-eyident. The
assistant. fortune-telleress, as we now
discovered the servant and daughter to
be, informed US that we must not inter-
rupt the inspired prophecies, else the
oracle would become dumb, and we
would be compelled to depart in ig-
norance of our fate. We subsidized, and
Delphos spoke again:
"Thou hast served three years in the
penitentiary for horse thou didst not
steal. Thou wilt be Governor of the
State, and afterwards decline seat in
the Senate of the United States. A
wealthy young lady, with blue hair,
auburn eyes, and very beautiful, is now
about to graduate from the House Of
Correction, whom thou wilt marry as
soon as thy present wife diest, which
will be ut the fourth full Of the next
moon. Thou wilt become possessed of
this lady's wealth, and elope with the
wife ola coal-boat engineer. Thou wilt
60 to New Orleans, and start keno
bank, which will bring thee in great
riches. After an absence of nineteen
years thou wilt return to thy repining
wife, lay thy princely fortune at her
feet, be forgiven, and after raising a
family of nineteen children, die happy,
at the age of ninety-nine."
Then the oracle ceased speaking, and
we were the possessor of fortune-such
as it was. She made great many mis-
takes in that part, which we know, and
we entertain serious doubts about the
other part turning out true. On the
whole, we don't know but that our dollar
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