Ellsworth American., 1871-11-09

husbands were covered up from the
dust; the merry grounds were still the
clown was mending his dress the don
kies breakfasted irugally on each 9TH
er's names the fire-eater was trying a
diet Of bacon. bread and garlic for
change. business never commenced
in the fair till afternoon. But Miss
Thorne's visit was not TO the fair to
the right, some five hundred yards from
the common. there was a clump of
sparse trees, and sheltered beneath
them stood one of those old yellow
huts ON wheels which act so wildly up
on the imaginations of village children.
This was the abode of the sibyl. and
the adventuresses turned aside toward
it. Emma went first on the steps and
tapped with the bright brass knockcr
the door opened Immediately, and a
woman of the mystic race appeared
Young, handsome as Spaniard, though
her splendid black hair was rather
coarse, if vou come 10 examine it
closely. Emma drew back 70 let her
mistress enter first.
Walk in, my pretty lady said the
gypsy don't be afeared, | am quite
alone here.
Although the fun Of the fair did not
commence till late in the day, it was
evident that custom came betimcs to
the sibyl, for traces of night disorder
had disappeared from the miniature in
terror, which was spick and span neat
and clean obviously prepared 70. Wis
itors. The small apartment was S,
further reduced by a curtain. which
on brass rings along a rod, cnclosin
portion of the space.
The gypsy examined Cissy's hand.
and began making shots-ccntcrs
though, most bull's-eyes, some.
You are an only child, and your IA
thcr and mother would give you gold
to eat, if YOU wanted it when child
YOU were, in great peril from dog.
A lot more 10 the same effect, couched
in vague language; but very correct.
Cissy began 10 very sorry that she had
come. There's two gentlemen a. is
very sweet upon you, my pretty lady,
continued the unpoetic sibyl; If you
marry one you will be unhappy all
life, but if you take the other YOU will
be lucky, and live 10 be eighty. and
ride in your carriage and pair all the
time.
The idea OF this very protracted
drive rather amused Cissy, and that re-
vived her courage. After all. the wo.
man might have made inquiries ~atout
her on the chance of her coming.
And how am | to know which Of
these gentlemen 10 choose She ask
ed in banterlng tone
.Ah, that | cannot tell. my lady
but YOU can look in the Magic Glass
for yourself. and see if it shows YOU
aught.'
Let me see it, then said Cissv,
bravely, though feeling of creepincss
began return.
The gypsy said that Emma should
leave the caravan; but Cissy would
| not have that, so 4 compromise was ef-
fected the maid was blindfolded.
Then the gypsy drew slides across the
window on either side, producing a
deep twilight. Indeed it was more
like ground ASS than an ordinary
mirror; ground-glass with feeble
light behind it. Presently the surface
became covered with ill-dcfned, shift
ing shadows, which gathered SO thick
ly as 70 obscure the whole Of it. and
then it gradually cleared, and = head
and shoulders grew upon it it il clear
ed a little more and revealed the un-
doubted face of Charles Wilson. Cis-
sy stood aghast in awe struck terror
before. the supernatural intimation,
when suddenly as she gazed, the face
before her became convulsed with an
expression of terrible agony. She ut
tered little scream and tainted.
Fresh air and cold water soon brought
her to; she feed the gypsy and started
homeward.
You seed him, Miss 2 inquired En-
ma.
Yes, and I'll never marry anyone
else, if die an old maid. But, oh
what can that dreadful expression on
his face foretell l feel that some dread
ful calamity will happen some day!
A not improbable dread. There was
one consolation; fate and Cissy's Sc
cret bit it of nicely. Girls are queer
things, and she had hardly known that
she preferred Charley Wilson AS she
did.
In due time he offered, and was ac'
cepted and they were married. and
went of for their honeymoon to the
Lake of Como.
One evening Charles Wilson rowed
his bride out in very clnmsy boat.
How serious you are, Cissums ! be
said, finding her less chatty than usu-
al. Did that bravo looking beggar
frighten you? Because his frowsy head
shall be punched if ne did
oh, no oh don't offend him! cried
the young wife. Il am sure he has got |
what the Italians call the Evil Eye.
Has he? Well, never mind; the
Americans have invented potion
whicn counteracts the effect
Really!
es, when wereturn, VIII get that |
gentleman from New York stopping at
the hotel to concoct US an Eye-opener
that will make it all right
oh, dor cried Mrs. Wilson; and
her husband padded on.
Il say, Cissums,' he said presently, |
resting on his oars, don't think that |
am finding fault, because you have not
got any facts, as that would be absurd |
but are not you rather superstitious
And if am have ., right to be-
said she.
'Ah! any particular experienceY
and he wormed out Of her the whole |
story.
4 am sorry told you,' she cried,
when he burst out laughing you don't |
believe il! You had better call me
story teller At once
Believe it my dear !! l am ready to
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