Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1880-11-19

sJfuck IRE. IHefeS something no
body can account for in this world, and
it rules the whole"
Here some frolicsome school girls came
in; the small parlor was filling rapidly.
"Come on then, one of YOU" said
Mrs. Nugent.
P The brown young lady stepped for
ward, and followed her into that other
room. Not five minutes elapsed before
she was back again; she nodded to me
as she passed out.
Would you believe it?" she said in
a low tone, she can't tell me anything
the some thing has occurred again.
Isn't it queerP"
The ex-store lady now bounded up
ind along with manifest alscrity to meet
her destiny. While she was closeted
the conversation around the stove took
on a ghostly hue. One related that her
mother at eleven o'clock one night had
seen a mans head between the rails of
the banisters as her chamber stood open.
On going near nothing was there. "Do
you suppose that meant that sometime
she really would meet something there?"
she asked-"it may have been warn
ing"
The school girls bristled up.
Then another confided that she had
had an overpowering impression that
she ought to go and see her sister-in-law
one day, but lad allowed herself to be
prevented by trifes, and she never saw
her again, for she passed away that after
noon.
Miss Walton and l turned from the
participation in this ghostly rejection to
the books upon the table. We found no
weird tones on folklore from the seven
teenth century, nor even history of
the witch persecution in New England
with long SIS. These would have been
in artistic keeping. A bright book of
European travel and one of quite modern
poetry came to hand.
Now the grocer's widow waxed impa-
tient. She looked at the clock, fidgeted,
sighed like furnace" doubtless she
was calculating the time it would take
to get dinner. Finally she rose ponder
ously. "You will be glad to get my
turn" she remarked, looking over at us,
'you were next in order, and must go
| can't spare any more time"
My friends fortune, whether for veal
or woe, was a condensed affair. She re-
appeared in less than half an hour, the
seeress after her. Her face was cheer
full, her eyes twinkling and significant.
There was no chance for verbal express
sion. l was next closeted.
Mrs. Nugent's air was plainly defiant
as met her gaze. l saw that she tick
eted me thus: "Come here to investi.
gate, to depreciate my stock in trade
suspected that but slight provocatior
would be needed to call forth a torrent
of impertinence. A semi-wild lool
about the woman told of flightiness, alb
normal possibilities of excitement, al
hysterical habit. Disturb not wilC
cat in her lair. took the seat she indi
Gated.
"Cut the cards with your bare hand
if you please" authonatively.
My glove withdrawn, brilliant dia
mond ring was disclosed which did no
escape her observation.
You have cut for married wo
man," she announced, scanning the care
and then my face very closely. "Nov
if you are not married woman o
course this cut is of no account; it is no
your fortune the cards are telling" Sh
blinked at me interrogatively. eff yo,
are not married, l should say, yes-th
cards indicate that you are engaged
but somehow there's an uncertainty,
dimness."
"Do you want me to inform youP
asked. ~ thought you were to in
form me how it all was"
Il can only tell what it is given to m
TO see, ,"-she hesitated, still studying m
lineaments. There's dark curtain
over everything. g."-She rolled her eye
up until only the whites were conspicu
GUS; her voice melted into low, fal
away tone.
heard music as you came in here
/ see flowers around you, bright lights
as if you were at some place great dea
at night"
| was silent Il rarely went out 4
night that winter, and was not musioa
She frowned, shrugged her shoulder
and threw the cards down with dasl
: rising as she spoke.
d" No, madam, it's no use. You don
owe me anything-I can see nothing fc
you-the future is entirely hidden"
"What pity. Am 1 not even t
have a dark-haired or light-haire
: young man ahead?"
| don't see him.
On returning to the the anteroom,
} perceived that one full-bearded, Ion!
g locked man had been added to til
t crowd in my absence. Were they nevt
8 to stop coming?
g " Are you satisfied with what yo
D gotP asked Miss Walton as we left I'll
Y house.
g "Oh yes, perfectly got just what
7 went for, what could only be had b
D going in person-the psychology of I'll
4 place, and the people who frequent i
And what sort of goods did the got