Connecticut western news., 1882-11-22
VOL. XII.

The young man turned his dreamy blue eyes upon me.
 "Yes," he said, frankly. eff I hoped he knew anything of Phoebe I should be very glad. Ask him if he can do any thing for me, will you?'' The magician seemed to understand him. He motioned him to advance, and spoke to the boy, who at once began to speak in English.
 ''I see-yes, see" he faltered, in Q strange, rapid way, as people speak who suffer from fever; "I See such a pretty thing--a place-a house. There are columns; there are painted windows; there are people-so many people land there Is lady; she is all in white; and there is flowers, orange blossoms, in her hair, and she has veil. And there is @ man dressed like you, and another man dressed in white robes; and the first man is putting ring on her fnger-on the ladys finger; and now he kisses her; and now-I can't see any more; it is gone. "
 ''It is weddings happy prophecy" /" said the chaplain.
 Herbet blushed and dropped a handful of coin into the magician's lap, and our chaplain addressed the boy.
 My lad," he said, ''try to go to Eng land again; try to follow my thought. am thinking of home now-of my wife. Do you know what think of, and of whom ?"
 The boy nodded slowly.
 "Oh, am so tired" he said, "but I will go-I will try. It is very far-very far. Now-I-see. Now see-I don't know what see. It is black-a-black Q black box"
 "A black box!" said the chaplain. "Look again.
 'It is so dark, D said the boy-"a dark room-but see black box full of white linen. Wait-I see plainer. It has something else in it-a-woman-a dead woman. It is what the English people are buried in-a-a coffin"
 And with these words he dropped on his face and the black liquid dropped from his hand to the floor.
 The chaplain had turned deathly pale He sat down and wiped away the great drops that had started to his brow.
 ''What fool was to put myself il the way of being frightened by noun bank !" he said. "What can that chilt know of anything that has happened ol will happen in England?"
 Then he, too, thrust coin into the ma gician's hand and bade him go.
 For my part I laughed at the whole affair.
 "The rascal fancied you widower," said, ''and believed Herbert, as he is, lover looking forward to his wedding The boy has been taught to see thes, two pictures, and he acts well-that i , all"
 My friend agreed with me in words, not at heart
 It was eight weeks before the mai
 came in. I never shall forget that morn ing, or how the men crowded in, eager eyed and anxious to hear from home The officers had theirs sooner than tn others, and I had stepped aside witt mine when heard some one give groan. looked about me; there was
 tall palm-tree close by, and against leant the chaplain, his hand to his heart "For Heavens sake, what is the mat ter?" cried
 But before he answered I knew. Hi wife was dead.
 It was more than he could bear, say that, and took his arm in mine and let him to my tent, as one leads the blind But the tent was not empty, as I expect ed it would be.
 Lieutenant Herbert was there seate, on camp-stool, with an open letter i his hand. I saw his face afterward
 when he had just half an hour to live and it was not much more changed tha 1t was then. So absorbed was he in hi
 own trouble that he did not see or car , for anything else. , As the chaplain sank upon the bed h rose and came to me. "Old boy," he said, ''it wasn't T prophecy. Phoebe is married It we T her wedding that black imp of Sata . . saw. She has tilted me and marie u some one else"
 Well, that's all. = I said I would add nothing to m
 story, and 1 will not Idon't know wh " I think about it myself, only it happene V just so.
 Poor Herbert was killed in the next Q y gagement, and the chaplain died of '- slow fever at Demerara, in year or tw 'o And they know now what 1t all meant i; It don't