Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1871-10-05

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with increased force. and @ ~
hand Of her blind folded me-
! A table separated the -
mirror; and whether il Va & ~
magic quality Of the elass. 6le 4
which it was placed. il did - ~
figures Standing opposits - - 3
was more like ground -gla16 1 erai1
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light behind il. FS6sently -
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grew npQn i a - akTa Ind
rareale ~ = IdouSlsd face Of Charles
ve5lS6n. Cissy stood aghast in awestruck
terror before this supernatural intimida-
ton when suddenly, as she gaxed. the
face before her became convulsed with an
expression of terrible agony. She uttered
little scream and tainted.
Fresh air and cold water soon brought
her too; she feed the gypsy, and started
homeward.
"You seed him. miss?" inquired Emma.
"Yes. aud Pll never marry anyone
else. if / die an old maid. But oh, what
can that dreadful expression on his face
foretell? fear that some awful calam-
ity will happen some day !''
A not improbable dread. There was
one consolation fate and Cissy's secret
wishes had hit it off nicely. Girls are
queer things. and she had hardly known
that she preferred Charley Wilson as much
as she did.
In due time he offered and was accep-
ted; and they we're married, and went for
their honeymoon to the Lake Of Como.
One evening Charles Wilson rowed his
bride out in very clumsy tub.
''Ilow serious you are, Cissums ~ he
said. finding her less chatty than usual.
"Did that bravo looking bcggar frighten
you? Because his frowzy head shall be
punched il he did"
"Oh. no; oh, don't offend him =" cried
the young wife. Il am sure he has got
what the Italians call the Evil Eyer
elias he? Well, never mind the
Americans have invented potion which
counteracts the effect"
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eyes; when we return I will get that
gentlemen 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.
al say. Cissmus," he said presently,
resting on his oars, "don't think that
am finding fault, because you have not
got any faults, so that would be absurd !;
but are you not rather supcrstitious 2"
"And If I am, have a right to be"
said she.
"Ah! any particular experience ?"-
And he wormed out of her the whole sto-
ry.
81 am sorry told you ?" she cried i.
when he burst out laughing: "you don't be-
licve it! You had better call me story
teller at once"
believe it. my dear! I am ready to
swear to it. You did not see nv ghost.
though you were looking at me- was
in dreadfully confined position, and that
thief OF a gipsy was so long about her pre-
liminaries that got horrible cramp in
my right calf. and made a face which
thought would bctray me-"
The bride burst ont crying.
"And You bribcd my maid and laid a
plot with common gypsy to deceive me
and nearly frightened me to death and
were laughing at me all the time-oh p'
she sobbed.
"Alls fair in love, said Wilson, sheep
ishly.
1T was unworthy of you !" she con-
tinued ''you have married me on false
pretenses. / shall never feel the same
toward you; l will never forgive you,
But she did.