Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1881-02-03

But Violette shook her head and
closed the door.
4 cannot steal, and to beg I am
ashamed said sic to herse1f.-
after it is dark tonight I'n 90 out
and tell fortunes
Then she took two fatfrons to
the junk shop, bought loaf of
bread and pint Of milk, and fed
her four children~-she for whom
nothing had once been dainty
enough, and who Lad ridden in her
own carriage.
She put the children to bed and
left the key with a reighbor in case
of fire, dread that haunts those
many sto1ied houses like a ghost,
and then, disguised in veil, hood
and shawl, went forth on her er-
rand. 1t was crazy dream. She
had not courage to attempt fortune
telling. 1t was worse than begging.
She wandered along the streets,
leaving the i'll smelling ones behind
her, and coming at last to the pure,
sweet homes of luxury. In the
end she stood before her mothers
windows. There was a light in the
basement, and through the lace
curtains she saw a table spread,
and the shadow Of figure she
knew to be her mothers or the
curtain, and there, drawing down
the sh ede, was Martha, who had
nursed her when child.
Tears filled her eyes. It was a
paradise which she never hoped to
regain. Had not her mother writ-
| ten:
"A curse on you. Never darken
my doors more. unless you wish to
hear me utter it.
But here at last she lad not the
terror of strangers upon her; she
she could beg or tel fortunes.
Martha was superstitiors, and al
ways had dreams of matrimony,
and Of the coming back of a lover
who had gone to sea when she was
in her teens, and had never been
heard Of since.
She crept up to the window, and
tapped on the panes. In a moment
Martha opened the door.
The hooded figure drew near her.
Let me tell your fortue?' she
said.
'Bother,' said Martha. I'm past
fortunes
sWhat? 2 said Violette. with a
lover gone to sca9'
Lord save Us = cried Martha.
and in one place twenty years,
said Violette.
You know mere than is good,
said Martha. Stop bit. Are
you one of them clarvoyauts 2
/ 'Yes,' said Violete.
Gould you see where people are
what's come of them, and that
t asked Martha. sFo, instance, a ga
, that's been gone eight years, coule
you look for her in adream like, a
I've heard they can, and find her
Yes, think l coald,' said Vic
g lette.
? sit here, then,' Martha said
j, pointing to chair in the hall, ant
hurried into the dining room.
:, She came back in moment.
Come and speak to missus," sh
8 said.
II And Violette, trembling so sh
n could scarcely stand, entered he
s mothers presence.
: No love is like mothers
O Violette had known that since sh
cast it off, She knew it now, look
|, ing on the pale face, wEer
+ wrinkles had come so thickly-o
the hair, all turned gray now-o
II the sad eyes, that were So brigt
y when she last saw them.
a She longed to kneel at he
e mothers feet and beg forgiveness
but she dared not yet-had she nc
d sinned too deeply to hope for pal
d don? She stood silent with ht
70 head bowed down.
d They tell me you are a clairvo.
!. ant said Mrs. Lorrimer. I ha,
r. not much faith in such things, an
ir if the power prospers it possess
f. so little it cannot be worth much
h but still l have something I shoul
like to ask you. You search Fl
persons who are far away, do ye
Y. net-and for lost thingsl
9. Violette bowed.
If you can find something ha'
re lost I will repay you WE'LL sa
L. Mrs. Lorrimer. 'Here, sit dow
Perhaps, if you have this know
edge, you can tell me what l ha
q. lost
10 Violette sat down.
r 1T should be darker she sal
Will you lower the llght9'
,-l Martha turned the gas down a.
ID stood behind her lady's chair "a
Id there was silence. Violette b
in cast back her veil, but the firelie
a was not bright enough to show b
he features.
be Lady she said, in low vol
it is not gold or silver that I see
ie. is nothing that can be bought
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