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AN INTERVIEW WITH A FORTUNI;-
TELI.ER. .'..
Jay Charlton, Of tho Danbury Ne.us, re-
ports an interview with New York fortune
teller as follows:
The other day saw on the Sign OF
small brick house in one Of the unpreten.
tious avenues, these words: "Madame LIE
Blanc, Clairavoyant and Astrologist." In
the fun Of the moment went in, and was
ushered into back sitting"room. Ayoung
countryman was soon my companion, and I
cheekily asked him what he Was after.
Said he: "Iwant to ind outswhether Pm
.goin, TO win in sslasnit il a justicss;
ccaft, aboass black mats Sh ardosked
tail. 4 4 come from Goshen; where do you
come fromp This here woman XII, !, seq
right through an oak plank" Presently
the door opened, and tall, distinguished
woman, with silver-gray hair, threw. open
wide the door. You know how Poe did it
when he wanted to see out where old New
ermore was. That's the way she did it.
She looked as dignifedas big ssun-aower.
I stammered "Missis ?"i You see I wasn't
going to give myself away by being too
sharp. Said she, as her head followed my
movements as the aforesaid sunaower fol
lows the sun (if it does), MADAME, if you
please" What little human pride was in
me waltzed out of my being as gazed
upon this elegant female woman. I I'umbly
began:
"'Prophetp" said I. "'thing of-whom
the angels call Lenore." .'..."
Here saw I'd put my foot into it, and l
broke down. But had to go it madly be-
cause didn't want to burst out laughing
at my learned colleague from Goshen, with
the dock-tailed mare She saved me, by
sweeping grandly into the parlor, putting
up her long finger, as Everts puts his up
in the Beecher case. SO I walked, some
what between laughter and timidity,
into the Nights Plutonian Shore. She
motioned me to q chair which stood before
q small table. She grandly sat in one op-
posite. Then drawing six thicknesses OF
something like black Grape iron-holder
over her eyes, she said in a grandly sepul-
chral monotone: "Your life will be long
with some cares. An enemy bosets your
path. Beware Of a false friend who will
try to do you wrong. You will come out
of it all right one dollar is lmy charge" 1
put one dollar upon the table, thinking
that there were ten sodas gone. But l
said, MADAME, would like to know what
kind of girl Pm going to have" Here
she rose, went behind my back to side
board, and brought back one empty tunl-
bier. Holding it before my eyes, she
grandly said, "You are satisfied, l hope,
that there is nothing in it." I said was
satisfied. Whereupon she went behind me
again, and brought the tumbler past me
with parallelogram of paper in it. I saw
the paper was dimly white, with little yel-
low smearing on it. From q half-pint bot
tie she poured reddish liquid into a little
water, and then poured the mixture into
the tumbler. After moment, her fingers
went into the tumbler, drew out the paper
and tore it up. I had it on the end OF my
tongue to say, "The acid didn't bring the
the photograph out" but that would have
spoiled everything. So I meekly bowed
when she said, "The face is not perfect yet,
but it is very, very beautiful. consratu-
late you" she tried again, and waved a
a stick over the mixture. This time the
picture came out, and she laid my wet and
yellow lover upon the table with an air OF
Persian triumph. Her austere magnani-
nifty lowered itself to the earth as she said
at is very, very beautiful. One dollar for
the picture" I laid one dollar in my sad
ness beside my blonde, but drying, lover,
thinking, "Ten more sodas gone" 'Two,'
she said. "Twor" T repeated meekly.
"Yes," said she, "two." "But you said
one." ooh! one was for the picture, last
one for the condition was in. It hurts me
to produce so beautiful q picture Of the girl
YOU are to love-" "But, madame, you don't
tell me about her" Then she spoke up, in
her wrinkled grandeur, with a tone of vine-
gar gurgling out of bung hole. "You
will marry her within month. She will
come to you" I rose to leave, and she
said, "a dollarv' "What forp" "The
fortune" "But that goes with the pic
ture." "For the first advice" "I paid q
dollar for that" "I meant two dollars.
Let that 20. I hope you two will be happy
together. The first one will be little
girl" I.left her to my friend from Goshen.
The process by which she produced the
picture is a simple one. The prints are
those Of photographs, unvarnished, and
bought by the dozen. A little chemical
mixture brings out the features. One face
will serve for dozen lovers. The one I
got was that Of prominent actress, mar
ried, as am, to "another." have pho
tograph of the lady exactly like that pro-
duced by the incarnation Of the grand gam
moner. Yet this woman probably makes a
plenty of money.
COTTON MILLS IN THE SOUTH.-Nof
thern spinncrs feel the general dullness
of trade. Some Of them have closed
~ cir doors and MANY are working on