The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-06-08

sational explosion; there was sharp push
ing back of chairs, and Jim, red and
rumpled, shot out of the door. He searched
vaguely under q chair for his hat, looked a
little foolish when he found it was in his
hand. and gasped out, Lets gom
Meantime the sybii stood in the door,
with arched brow and expanded nostril,
and sneersd at him. That sheer l thought
quite unkind and gratuitous, seeing how
completely endorsed, routed and put to
flight he was.
81 assure you, madame, you're entirely
mistaken-it's all a mistake" said Jim, be-
seechingly, as he crossed her palm with
silver, and we departed.
She responded to this touching appeal
with a sheer worthy of a stage villain, and
speeded us with the remark: 1 think
know my business; hope you ladies are
well acquainted with your escort
These depressing words cast something of
a damper on the spirits of the party, and
Jim said he didn't want to go and see any
more fortune-tellers till he'd had some re-
treatments. So we went and sat down in a
quiet little place where Mrs. Cameo said we
would see what an English chop house is like,
and where we could get a transcendentW elsh
rabbit. Privately, | think Jim was little
surprised when this turned ont not to be q
small animal on the jack rabbit order. He
sat looking very meek aud subdued, and
rumpling up his hair till he looked like an
escaped poet; and when we asked him to
tell us all about it he said it was the queer
est thing he ever heard of-and all mis-
take-all a dreadful mistake. &. ,..,,.-
"She told you lot Of awful things you
never did," asked Mrs. Cameo, curiously,
20 no" said Jim, mot that. II was every
word true; but you see, it wasn't my for
tune, at all. Twas Bob Gresham's, every
word. Twas a good fortune, and she's a
fortune-teller right. Had him down pat,
every time. Said I'd better go home to my
wife and children, down in Texas-she told
me first off l was from Texas; what do you
think Of that"-very tripmphantly. ..l.s.
Mrs. Cameo and giggled simultaneously
at this display Of the ortune-teller's magic
powers, but Jim was evidently deeply iHi-
pressed by it, and went on solemnly: "She
said was flying around here, passing myself
off for single-that's Bob, you know, I /
never gave her point, after she told me
was from Texas. I Just said, well. you bit
it that time; that's true; but don't intend
to give myself away and II you can tell my
"That seemed to make her mad; and s fbS
said something about people that had \
record they didn't want read on 'em; hus
how all records were open books to her
and the next knew she was whaling ava 7
talking about my wife and children, and
all the meanness I'd cut up, and how she
meant to warn you folks against me.
II saw right away she'd got hold of some
other fellows fortune, and was ringing 1t in
on me; and pretty soon / made out from
the ear marks and the brand that it was
Bob Gresham's; and told her so. l said it
was all true, only wasn't the man; but
every word l said made her madden, and |
| finally boltedp
''She said if didn't quit my meanness
| I'd find myself at the end of hemp one of
these days, and that's the Lords truth
about Bob, l mean; he ought to have been
hung long ago."
Mrs. Cameo and 1 sat trying to keep
sober faces as we digested this remarkable
method of utilizing fortune that didn't fit
1T was a real good fortune said Jim
pensively, as he finished his Welsh rabbit;
'but, somehow, 1 don't seem TO banker to
| go to see any more of 'em. Let's go TO some
cheerruller place to wind uptown to the
Eden Musee and look at the chamber OF
horrors. say. You see," explanatorily, 81
know it was fortune right, and as true as
preaching; but can't help wishing Bob had
been there to get it instead of me-
ALICE MACGoWAN.