The interior journal., 1874-08-28
mrs DESTINY fORErOLD.

What absurd rubbish PRAY don't
repeat il, Clara, OF I shall think I've
given you credit for more common sense
than you possess" and the breakfst-cup
was ratified down into the saucer, and the
newspaper spread, as kind of barrier
against further argument
But Mrs. Clara Gray was not to be put
of in' that cavalier fashion, and showed
no intention Of letting the matter drop,
80 she persisted.
al tell you, George, il is not nonsense
both ! and Mrs. Give have consulted
Madame Borgia, 80 has Miss Taylor; and
the two st. Georges are going, and"
For mcrcy's sake, Clara, don't favor
me with any more information. knew
your catalogue Of acquaintance included
agood sprinkling of idiots; but there are
more than thought-Clive, tool"
The last two words were spoken in a
tone Of contempt, and Mr.. Gray once
more used his newspaper as a shield.
But it did not silence the lady.
She kept talking at, more than to, her
husband, who, apparently absorbed in
the leading article, ,vouchsafed no further
reply.
Mrs. Gray continued:
Madame Borgia is no common fortune
teller, but an educated lady, gifted with
the power of second sight Every one
who has consulted her says she tells of
past events with perfect accuracy, he
sides revealing what is to happen for
years to come.
"She has received immense patronage
in London, and seems to be in much re-
quest. heprofesses to be phrenologist,
and has rooms ostensibly to read char
acters by that science, where she can be
seen without her real business being sus-
pected."
The lady stopped; she had heard a
rather triumphant sniff behind the news
paper, and had hastened to recover lost
ground.
She resumed:
"In my opinion, fortune telling ought
to be numbered among the sciences; it
was once, and I've no doubt it will be
again"
Here the little clock on the mantle
struck nine; Mr.. Gray rose, and donning
his hat and gloves, was soon in the train
on his way to business downtown, where
we accompany him.
People said he was good man OF
business" certainly he was a prosperous
one.
Home and wife were all that could be
desired; he had been married seven
years; his pursuits brought him in con-
tact with a number of people yet,
somehow, he had very few friends.
No one found fault with him, but he
never won the confidence of those who
knew him.
His most intimate acquaintance never
came to him with tale of sorrow or a
story of success, and the reason of this
was falling which George Gray pos
sessed - that sometimes led him into
great errors-this was a most inordnate
love OF secrecy.
never mind now Trivial the matter, II
must he Kept TO himself.
lie had iostered the habi; as youth
itgrew upon nm, and, a. man, II
governed his actions IN trade.
He knew that knowledge is power, y
but sometimes forgot that it should be
united to judgment and high principle,
or ii may prove a dangerous acquisition.
When George Gray was twenty-eight,
he astonished every one who knew him
by getting married-not that there was
anything extraordinary in the act, but
he had never even limited he was en-
gagged.
When his fellow-merchants congrat.
ulated him, they said he was a sly fellow
lie considered they were compliment
AIRY.
Now, George had been deeply in love
some four or five years previous to meet
ing with his wife.
The object of his admiration liked him
well enough, but she was ambitious.
80 George, who was at the time clerk
on very small salary, was rejected for q
wealthy, but much older suitor.
A. Il matter of course, all commune
cation ended.
The lady-now Mrs. Thompson-wa'
borne by her middle-aged adorer to q
distant country.
After this event, George devoted him
self In business and i'm the eyent found