The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-03-25

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she said, and she, being clairvoyant,
was able, by her second sight, to see in
the water beautiful pictures, and visions
of events to come. Then she took Alice's
hand and pressed it against her fore
head, and began to wink and roll up her
great hollow eyes in an awful manner.
1t was real scarey, Aunt Laetie. By
and by she bobbed her head about and
mumbled something, and, still with her
eyes rolled back and half shut, she began
looking into the globe Of magnetized
water. Then presently she opened her
ghostly looking lips, and in a sort of
sing-song said to Alice My child, I
see pictures of your future spread out
here and there before my inward eyes
Like a moving panorama. l see lovers )
you will have plenty Of lovers, but I see
no picture of a wedding. Strange
There is no wedding ring in the circle
at the bottom of the globe. How is this,
my child? I see one dim picture, a long
way off In the future, it must be, because
it is SO dim, and in it you stand up sur
rounded by people let me see, they
are children around you, and you are
greatly changed, taller, paler, thinner,
but there is no wedding. The water is
not clear to-day; you must come again.
Mercy! what is this 2 Here is a great
crowd; they are making noise, and look
ing at two men-young lady, the two
men are fighting, and heavens the water
turns red; it is blood, blood But [ see
no wedding, no wedding. I see blood,
but no wedding.
g "She looked so weird and dreadful,
Aunt Laet, that [ was afraid to have her
tell my fortune after that. She told us
to come again when the water was clearer;
and then we came away, and Alice has
been cross since. But I'm sure I
wouldn't go back again for anything"
Whereupon and finally Aunt Laet had
her laugh. "What did tell you, Alice?
Didn't [ say you were to be an old maid |?
It was foreordained by the fates. Only,
Alice, let me request one thing of you,
yea, two things, come to think. Don't
you ever go to petting cats, or dyeing
your hair with vile-smelling sulphurous
stuff, when white hairs begin to sneak
in around your temples. I'll never will
you my teapot or eyeglasses if you do
that. -
Aunt Laetitia, who liked to tease peo-
pie, laughed again.
1t was the season of peaches and mel
ons, the roasting season when idle people
hunt cool places, and devout people hold
camp-meetings. Alice went to a camp
meeting with her father, mother and
Aunt Laetitia. Is there anybody here, I
wonder, who doesn't know what camp
meeting is F.? Ii there is, let her go to
the next one, and find out for herself.
Father and mother sat among the wor-
shippers, close to the preachers platform;
Aunt Laet sat halfway back in the con-
gregation, like one who was doubtful in
her mind, as yet, whether to separate
herself from the world or not; while gid
dy-pated Alice didn't pretend to sit
among the congregation at all, but how
cred away back on the extreme borders,
where the preachers voice could scarcely
be heard at all. Their position in the
camp-meeting audience was an exact ba-
rometer of the devotional states of these
excellent people, namely, father and
mother, Aunt Laetitia, Alice. III point
OF fact, the young paople on the outer
most borders of that devoUt assembly
were flirting with all their might If
you've never been to a camp-meeting, [
don't mind telling you that is what
young people mostly go TO camp-meet-
ing for. Alice Esmeralda Kildare was
flirting with Tom Creighton. Her be-
trothed, the slim, long haired student,
was coming home tomorrow.
when the cats away the mice Will
play, and the mouse will play till the
very last minute before the cat comes"
Alice had remarked to herself as she adj
mired her bright brunette face in the
glass that morning.
So she sat upon one of the rude wooden
benches under tree and let Tom Creigh-
ton talk nonsense in half whispers to her.
Was all this wicked, of Sunday, at
camp meeting? Yes, certainly it was;
but two-thirds of the young people about
them were behaving in the same wicked
manner. Suddenly Tom Creighton's
soft, lazy voice ceased, and Alice looked
up presently to see why. She could
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preaching them her own betrothed, the
slim, handsome student who had been
gone year. Somehow she felt dread
fully guilty as she caught his bright,
gray eyes. 1t was such fun to firt, but
dear me
The slim student passed her with
cold bow. His mother was on his arm,
and he led her to seat up among the
devout people around the preachers
platform. Alice's heart beat little
quoerly, and Tom Creighton watched her
keenly. It wasn't pleasant, and Alice
hated unpleasant things. Suddenly her
betrothed came back toward them. He
had seated his mother and left her. He
touched his hat to Alice.
{" I beg pardon, Miss Kildare, but I
wish to ask you something, in presence
of this person. ] may not have the OPP
portunity again, I may not see yoa again
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