The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-05-31

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felt the need of il, he walked a few miles to
hear what Ann could tell him about it.
1T hangs in a dark place, upon a knife
stuck in the wall, she read from her Won
derful book.
Upon renewed search it was found at the
house of his sister-in-law, and sure enough
1t hung upon the butcher knife behind the
closet door. The sister-in-iaw had left it
there when she went from home the spring
before.
The incident is vouched for by the par
ties interested. All these small things,
homely and unimportant as they are, yet
swell her reputation and keep her in de-
mand.
But there's an evil side of her.
1t is most uncomfortable creature, in
deed, who is so unfortunate as to offend
her.
Do as he will he cannot forget it and the
end always shows him making her some
present.
When she tells a fortune she begins by
turning the book in her hands three or
four times. and opens it at random. She
then gazes with a burning intensity, while
the veins swell in her temples and her
eyes become infiamed and fearful. Her
mouth witches and very slowly she chants
her wonderful message.
Her book is charmed one.
If she leaves it. and one barely touches
turn.
Now, one really curious thing is this:
No person, it seems, can ever remember
what is in the book.
Having long made her study, since
early childhood, have never lost an OPP
portunity of looking into that book. | am
under the impression that II Is a Sabbath
school edition of some American tract
work or condensed form of Bakers
saints Rest"
She processes to read between the lines
and violently opposes anyone opening the
book. Whatever it is it inspires some
wonderful revelations about simple folk
Her husband died after few years and
by some quirk in the settlement, she lost
all the property. She declared her dead
husband told her, through the powers size
possessed, 10 dispose of 1t.
HE came every night" she told me,
"and said he could not rest in his grave
until every book and stick of furniture was
gone"
So the grand old books were given away
some were burned. The beautiful clock
that had chimed out its notes in the
"FaderIand" and in the old mansion for
more than century was sold for i've
dollar greenback! And then the court
came in for a turn, and Ann lost the
weather-beaten house.
But she did not mourn homeless widow
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Frenchman, Eugene Hotel, who threatens
10 return 10 an amd5te reupe in France,
every time he gets mad at her.
She claims to call up the dead in spirit
form. Upon one occasion she and the
despicable man, her husband were refused
entertainment at q county house. She
repaired 10 the little church near the house
and held an orgy all night long. which was
witnessed by the terrified inmates Of the
house, they declaring that the graves
yawned and the night was peopled with
ghosts They were only too glad 10 have
her at breakfast smiling her baneful
smiles and appeased. Ann lives now
about four miles from Fincastle, and she
visits the village every summer. II not
welcome visitor, she IS a humored one,
and is usually paid for the guesses she
makes, and which few really like TO listen
70. SO near the truth are they.
Mrs. Roland, connected with very re-
spectacle people, and now old and feeble
has been for years considered a witch.
saw she is a living representative OF his
dark and awful majesty. She Is Intolera-
bly, wicked in a ehurch-golng, dress
worshipping community. For years she
lived in an ugly house on Main street
alone; and vet she talked necessarily TO
long departed friends. She has been
wealthy; and her people are able 20 keep
her ont of the poorhouse; yet, II il said,
she who once robed IN silk and jewels and
possessed slaves to murder If she desired.
will die in the county aimShouse. The
reason for this is thar she Is witch. She
has suffered; she is a disappointed. child
less. helpless old woman: and the strange
Coastsankd ON prge n.