St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-10-26
.ACLAIRVOYANT'S PROPHECY


ACLAIRVOYAHT'S PROPRECY
New York Ledger.
Old Miss Harper lived In tall. brown
stone palace on Madison avenue-a
house where the windows were always
full of ealla-lilies and cream-hearted
roses, and the walls gemmed with for
eign pictures and rare medalliOns. And
young Miss Harper lived there too.
Francesca Harper had been only nine
gears old when her parents died. and
she left a Normandy convent to come
and live with her aunt. And now she
WAS nineteen-a dark brOwed, velvet
checked brunette-She had become very
dear to the old lady'S heart.
"Ah!" sighed old Miss Harper, IF L
could have Kept her child forever"
1t was love ly June evening; the sky
dappled with those f1eecy white clouds
that pile themselves up in palaces OF
radiant pearl around the sunset after
thunderstorm. and the sweet-Scented
air to ted in at the open window, steal
ing the breath OF mignOnette and tea
roses AS it came. And Francesca Har-
per, sitting on low satin foOtStOOl close
to her aunt'S knee, held both the with
cred hands in hers-hands glltterlng
with the barbaric SplendOrS OF pearl
and ruby and deep-tinted amethyst.
"Aren't YOU glad. Aunt Zeta?" said
she, her upifted eyes shining softly.
mo, my dear. can't say that am.
said Aunt Zeta.
'But, aunty. he loves me so much"
"Perhaps he does; perhaps he
doesn't" eurtly responded the old lady.
dear Aunt Zeta!'
"Oh. pshawm said old Miss Harper.
"What are a lovers vows worth?
There's not a man in all the world |
could see him."
"You are prejudiced." pleaded Fran
cesca.
''Oh, / know, ! know" said Aunt
Zeta. 81 was Tilted when L was a girl,
and that has pmbittered me against the
whole race. That's what you would
say. But it hasn't taken away my COM
mon sense. Francie, my dear"
'.What do you mean, Aunt ZetaY''
al mean that this gay lover of yours
has a ring of false coin about him"
Francesca recoiled as if a serpant had
stung her to the heart.
"Ah, | know it sounds harsh, my
dear" said old Miss Harper, sadly.
"But better a little heaTt-break before
marriage than great one after"
'Aunty. you are mistaken" urged
Francesca vehementlY. Paul OurOclue
is all that is good and noble"
1--WE heard girls talk that way be-
fore" said Amt Zeta. 1--WE used the
same words myself. And Eve found out
my mistake. Listen, Francie. The
man that blighted my life forty odd
years ago had just such droOpi g-lidded,
almund-shaped eyes. just such soft,
Insinuating voice as this Paul DurOeque
of yours. And nature never hangs out
her danger signals I'D vain,"
~ would stake my life on Paul's in
tegrity and honor" SAID Francesca
huskily.
Old Miss Harper patted her nieee's
head.
"Ah." she thought, "she is under a
spell. And have not the charm TO dis
pei the gathering glamOr."
WELL" she said quietly, 81 hope you
will be happy" and from that hour she
argued no more.
"Aunt Zet." said Francesca, one aft
ernOon in mid-July. paul wants me to
name the wedding day."
Every well: name it." said old Miss
Harper.
"He is at Saratoga just now, and he
thinks it likely he will be detained
there by business until the last of Au-
gust"
What! and leave his lady love?'
6neered old Miss Harper.
Francesca Redeemed little.
paul is lawyer, Aunt Zeta," said
she, land he must. of course, attend to
his profession. He is taking testimony
Oh an important will case there"
Its lucky for him that the witnesses
live near Saratoga" observed old Miss
Harper. And you want to be married
the list of September. Is that it?''
paul does" confessed Francesca. her
lovely lips dimpling, and deeper color
coming INTO her cheeks.
Every we'll" nodded the old lady," so
let it be. But in the meantime"
well. Aunt Zeta?''
"Why shouldn't we go to Saratoga,
too? The waters always do me good.
and"
"Oh, Aunt Zeta!' Francesca visibly
shruuk back. at would seem as if I
wanted to follow Paul"
"Well, you do, don't you?'
''Of course would rather be where
he is" admitted Francie, with pretty
confusion; "but -"
IL shall take care that he doesn't know
of your proximity, my DEAR" said Aunt
Zeta quietly. we'll go to Saratoga to-
getheT-yOu and THAT'S what We'll do.
but we II go incognita."
"But | don't understand how"
"Pll show you how, my DEAR" said
old Miss Harper benignly.
''Such love of an old fortune-teller
down in the pine woods below the
lai.
body's visiting her. Won't utter word
short of a gold piece, and hits ones
case SO exactly IN every instance"
I've heard of her." said Juliette
Evartson. "Mme MOrel. isn't it? AS
swarthy as an Eastern soOthsayer, and
dressed in violet draperies. all en-
brOidered with gold thread. with a real
diamond clasp. Really she's quite ont
of the common run of fOrtune-tellers.
Do let us 20 out there to-day"
Agreed" said Miss st. Savin radi-
antlv. ''if Paul has no other engage
me- -
p ulr' repeated Miss Evartson. at
stI,..es me you are getting on very fa-
miliar terms. When am l to cOngratu-
late you. pray?"
Miss St. Savin tossed her head with a
light laugh.
I'VE shall see what we shall see,''
said she.
Paul Durocque drove Miss st. Savin
out to the Mystic glen that afternoon
Mime. MOrel absolutely refused to ex-
pound the mysteries of the future sec
Ond before noon Or a second after 6
O'cIOek-With the handsOmeSt buggy
and pair of cream colored horses tn;
Saratoga could afford. past the blue
CLEAN of the lake, and through the
rippening gold of rye fields, dotted with
scarlet peoples like royal robe set with
Jewels.
Isn't it IovelyP" said Miss st. Savin.
lyon are lOvelyP' unsteady muir.
INJURED Mr.. Duroeque, looking full into
the young lady's brilliant turquOis-cOl-
ored eyes.
"As if believed all that" retorted
Miss st. Savin.
al will indOrSe Ii with nv life"
"You men are such horrid flirts,'