The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1888-08-02
ROMANCE OF THE SURF
A Long Lost Sister Revealed by the Autics
of n Big Wave

of a Big Wave.
Atlantic City letter in Philadelphia Press.
A young creature calling herself Bobo
el-Bulo' opened fortune teller's booth OF
the Boardwalk few days ago. She gave
it out that she was an Egyptian princess
She dressed in fantastic costume com
posed principally OF Persian shawl, {
| gilt belt studded with colOred glass stones
and pair of baggy Nile-green silk trous
ers cut short at the knees, where they
were fastened around her shapely legs by
carriers OF brown silk with gold clasps
Her complexion was as dark as light
negroes. but her features were the purest
Circassian. Her teeth were pearly white
and her eyes entrancingy luminous.
Her booth speedily proved centre of
attraction for old and young. She told
the most astonishing fortunes in rhyme,
apparently composing the verses as she
spoke. Among the numerous patrons Of
her booth was Frederick Lawrence Sellers,
young man living in Kansas City. Bobo.
ell Bulo treated all her male patrons alike,
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cold Indifference, but told their fortunes
in a frank, STRAIGHTFORWARD yet maidenly
manner that was not without attraction.
To Sellers, however, who visited her
five or six times on different pretences,
she evinced suppressed tenderness rather
calculated to turn the young fellows's
head. Indeed their friendship ripened so
fast that he finally prevailed upon the al
legged Egyptian princess to go bathing with
him yesterday afternoon. The girl refused
to enter the surf deep enough to get her
head wet, Sellers noticed that she wore
gloves with long arms and the only part of
her flesh visible was her neck and face.
While they were disporting in the shallow
surf, wave. larger than the others, swept
Bobo ell Bulo from her feet. She fell with
a little scream, the wave dashed over her
head and shoulders. she arose painting
and bewildered, the color-matter washed
from her face and her skin was as fair and
white as any lady's in the land With
cry of delight, right there on the beach,
before the eyes of hundreds of spectators,
Sellers threw his arms around her and
kissed her again and again. "Carrie Sell
lers," he shouted, Carrie Sellers, I've
found you at last.'' Everybody made
rush for the young couple. and soon the
romantic explanation which they made
spread from one end of the board walk to
the other. Boho-el Rulo, the Egyptian
fAtlor ofh
Sellers. sister of Frederick Lawrence Sell
lers, the young Kansas City visitor. With.
out being an absolutely bad girl she had
always shown desire to lead life free
from the ordinary trammels of conven-
tional society. This disposition grew SO
marked that two years ago. when she was
eighteen years of age, dispute with her
parents terminated in her sudden disap-
pearance from home. Her family lost all
trace of her. Six months ago her father,
wealthy dealer in real estate, died, leav-
ing the bulk of his fortune to his son
Frederick, with the proviso in his will
that if the missing daughter could be
found she was to receive $40 900,
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at once recognised when he visited her in
her booth, that after leaving home she had
learned system of fortune telling from a
woman in New York and decided upon
making living that way, Her life had
been extremely bitter in many ways. but
she had been too proud to return home.
not knowing of her fathers death. She
could not find courage, however, to shun
her brother, thus eventually leading to the
exposure and reunion.
Bobo- l-Bulo's booth on the Boardwalk
is closed to-day. No Egyptian princess
sits therein to tell of the past and future.
But pretty Carrie Sellers and her delighted
brother took the early morning train for
their distant western home.