The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-03-21

80 you see, like many other woman.
Phip had done just what she said she
never would do-fallen in love; and
with no greater exercise of common
sense than is usual. However, she had
nothing to say to Carriers teasing, fol
the was perfectly aware that it was the
result Of her own audacity.
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How She Read His Character.
San Francisco Arganaut
1t is not by any means to be de.
spised, this having ones fortune told by
o society amateur. In fact, it is rath-
Ell exhilereting amusement. It is also
very nice to have your character read.
Suppose you are q susceptible man-ol
course you are not-and that a beauti-
ful young lady is about to read your
character for you. You seat yourself
in just the least bit of a futter, present
ing first one hand and then another for
her view. It takes two to play the
game-two hands, I mean, the left for
the emotions, and the right for the
sterner qualities, The minute she be-
gins to talk you feel that the situation
is horribly personal, and begin to fear
that perhaps there is something in
this palmistry, after all. She
takes n Of your hands, palm upward,
in both Of hers, and carefully scans the
lines and creases. She tries to look
purely scientifc-and fails, You try
to look humorously skeptical-and fail.
In spite of yourself you are a little anx-
ious as to what she will say, and you
perceive that your hand is larger, redder,
and altogether less attractive than you
ever thought it before. You mentally
apologize for the fact. AS you do so,
She paralyzes you with ameaning smile.
Your hair begins to rise, and you won
der if she can tell where you we're last
night. 1t is only your guilty conscience
the smile is part of the programme.
Then she knits her brows, h~alf-closes
her eyes, and assumes that profoundly
searching look which m often use
when they haven't an idea on earth, and
don't know what to say next.
You are deceived by it, and
begin to have respect for her intelli-
gence. Then she tells you that the
mound Of Mars is wonderfully developed.
You are proud, courageous, fearless.
You straighten yourself up, forget all
about the red hands, and admire the
girl for her penetration. She goes on
about the mounds of Mercury, Venus,
Apollo, Jupiter, and of the moon-life-
line, heart-line, and line of success. She
tells you that you are generous to q fault,
that it is your fate that all women
should love you. She says that you
have q brilliantly successful career be
fore you, and that your heart is your
strong suit, but, happily, kept in
check by your great intelligence. You
go all to pieces, ask nnnumerable
questions, and become gela-
tinous with gallant appreciation
of her wit and cleverness. She answers
you with mods, signs, shrugs, and non
committal interjections. In fact, she is
away beyond her depth, and the one
clever thing that she does is to look
wise and conceal it.
You leave her with an unsatisied
yearning. You don't know what's the
matter with you. You think without
regretting it that possibly you are in
love with this girl, who certainly under
stands you better than any one. The
fact is, you have been started on a lire
of introspection and s%elf-inquiry, and
You haven't the courage to finish the
task by yourself so nobly begun Try the
young lady. You go off and smoA land
build castles in the air about this girl
who apprentices you. When you
come back she is holding an
other fellows hand-just as she held
yours. You approach-she is saying to
him the self same things she said to you.
You retire, in q cold, polite rage, from
her false pertidious presence. That
night you drink little more than you
meant to. Before you are led to bed
you tell your male associates TINT for
many years you have had a wide and a
varied experience with women, and that
you know by personal experience that
they are all-aH vain, immoral, deceit
full, and dangerous. Next day, next
week, or next month, according to your
temperament, you will do exactly the
same thing over again. Here endeth
the first lesson in palmistry.