St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-04-29
TIPPING THE TABLES.

They had been entertaining them
selves with tipping table. 1t was in
the day that people amused themselves
with Planchette.
Lillian" said Wilton'S pensive voice,
"come and have try before we are
called to tea"
She went as meek as an angel and sat
down by him.
'Ask Observation-Disclosures mat
ter how trivial
row?'' the girl asked.
The pencil moved more quickly.
"The truth" said Planchette.
A shout of laughter from the children
'.Planchette's cracked" said Dick. Of
course she answers what is in ones
mind as she did to Arthur. What's the
truth got to do with mother going to
church? That answer couldn't have
been in LIPS mind"
."The Church-the truth, don't you
see, Dick?" cried the children. laugh
ing.
ssBe quiet-hold your tongue, Dick"
said Wilton, with touch of sharpness.
''Ask something else, Lillian"
ooh, no; can't!'' said the girl, trem-
bling. "Let me leave off,
"Not yet. Give me the pencil-Pll
see what Planchette would like. Now,
Planchette, you gave a very irrelevant
answer before-please be more explicit.
Is Lillian to leave OFF,"
'Say yes," said the girl. II do want
to leave offE'
But Planchette would not be dictated
to; with vigor that made her start
aside she wrote rapidly:
StWratobad daopitfu1 girl ~
Then she stopped as if to take breath,
then wrote in series OF violent jerks,
all across the paper:
arthur"
Lillian started up, crimson and wild
eyed.
Planchette, as if delighted with what
she had done, took charge and raced all
across the table. The children screamed.
Mabei cried ''Hush!'' and Planchette,
with a screech, ran over the edge of the
table and lay prone on the floor.
"Thats Lilian's doing" said Wilton
to Mabel. 81 never got anything like
that. But where is she?'
''She ran out of the room," said
Daisy.
"I;ll find her, said Arthur hastily,
and was out of the room like flash.
She was in the library. with her head
buried in an armchair, weeping.
He put a strong arm round Lillian and
lifted her-she did not resist, it is true
and when he had done that he did not
seem to think it his duty to remove his
arm, but drew it around her more
closely.
Then he said. Lillian, darling!" with
apparently no meaning, for ne ADDED
nothing else.
Lillian only cried the more, with her
pretty head pressed against his coat.
FLUSH, deareSt-don't cry!" Whisp-
cred the young man..
''Oh, how wicked I have beenH' said
Lillian, trying to leave off crying.
you're very good now, anyhow"
said he, stopping to kiss the tears away.
$50 you have little bit of love for me,
Lilian?"
Eyes, Arthur" very meekly.
''Then why did you break my heart
this mornings"
Because l was..a wretch! II always
cared for YOU"
s'Did you, darling? Oh, Lillian, you'd
have spared me many a heartache, if
you'd been more frank. Did l worry
you too much!''
''No, it wasn't you-it was the others.
They were always telling me ought to
encourage you, and that Ia no nearC 10
snub you as did-and l got so sick of
it all l couldn't be sure sometimes
whether l hated you OF not. But was
SO miserable to-day-and then that hor-
rid Planchette"-
"She wasn't horrid at all. Lillian,
want you to forgive me something."
She ventured an upward glance; she
thought she could have forgiven him
for n Gold hlnOdp6 rnurHQr
"Planchette was all my doing" said
the culprit. with smiling impenitence.
II couldn't make you say one thing or
another, and | couldn't help fancying
you were not indifferent-and thought
it would all be in your mind-and So
and So Are you very angry, my
Lilian?"
She looked down and colored, and
shook her head.
But as they we're married at Easter,
he must have been forgiven.