Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1873-10-30
AUNT ELLEN,S STORY.

DO tell us, Aunt Ellen, why Ray
Glyndon, though a Protestant, became
Sister of Charity" said 1 one day to
nay aunt, making the request for cousin
Laura and myself
Well, girls" she replied, "having
naught else to do just now, will COM
ply with your wish and besides, it will
be good lesson for both of you" And
without further preliminary remarks
Aunt Ellen commenced her story,
Il was about your ages, girls, when
chat which I'm about to relate hap
Pened. Jennie Griswold, Rays COM
panion, was what is denominated
romp. People seemed to like her all the
better for the manner in which she
acted, for, withal, she was a truthful,
open-hearted girl. She was the leader
In all our girlish sports; and nothing
that occurred III our set was considered
complete unless Jennie was at the head
OF it. She seemed to infuse her own
lively spirit into whatever undertaking
she was concerned in.
Ray Glyndon was the friend and
confdante 81 Jennie. Their affection
for each other, In its intensity, resem-
bled love more than friendship. From
Jennie and Rays fertile brains origi-
mated most of the enterprises the girls of
our community engaged in. One day
the news came into the village where we
resided that there were q number of
gipsies encamped on its outskirts, and
that among them there was a fortune
teller. The gi,!s thought that jolly
good news, for we were Just DYING to
have our fol.ones told That very day
Ray dropped upon party of us girls
who were discussing, prospectively, the
fun we were going to have. 1t was soon
settled that we should visi. the gipsy
encampment the following Thursday.
It being Monday, we had nearly three
days in which to bother our minds,
thinking what the old witch was going
TO tell us about the past, present and
future.
1.-THE next day Ray informed us that
Jennie had declined to become one of
the party; that she had been quite
melancholy for the last three days, which
accounted for our not having seen her !;
much to our surprise, for she was usually
with us and that she hid dreamed, on
three successive nights, that she was
going to die a sudden death We were
astonished. The very idea of Jennie's
being sad and grave was something we
could not well understand
Girls, said Ray, "come along and
see if you can't persuade her to accom-
pany us. I've talked to her till was
tired, bl. in vain; she won't join us.
Now want you all to see if you can
prevail upon her. :"
Swell, we adjourned to Jennie's
house, and after deal of coaxing, she
consented to become one of the party
ON the following Thursday. The APP
pointed day came. The sun never shone
on a merrier party of girls, with the
sole exception of Jennie. We laughed,
and our gaiety. was free and hearty (;
but we could not succeed in bringing
the shadow of smile to Jennie's face.
When we reached the gypsy en-
eAmpment. CD old, witch-like woman
came forward and desired to know if we
wished to consult her in regard to that
which fate had In store for us. Having
answered in the affirmative, she de-
handed her fees, which we accordingly
paid, and she at once commenced her
demonstrations
"Jennie waited till the last. The old
erone told her she would prefer not to
make anv revelations to her, for she
oould tell her naught else but what
vonld make her sad and respondent.
Jennie did not reply, but made ges-