The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-11-17

The mystic art of clairvoyancy is
again represented by an exponent in
Scranton, and every day the apart
ments of Kent Lord. palmist and for
tune-teller, at 31S Mulberry street, are
,throrged with persons, who, after de-
posting sums varying all the way
from fifty cents and one dollar up to
ten dollars, depart with the promise of
q future in which the height of suc-
cess. beautiful, fair women and mys-
terious dark men are mixed.
The palmist himself Is a really re-
markablc man; that is. If one is willing
to believe all that he says.
y native of the Emerald Isle, he is a
graduate of the Trinity College of
Medicine at Dublin. Besides being a
practitioner, he was once in "the legiti-
mate" and played heavy roles in the
support of Edwin Booth, Dion Bouci-
cault, and other great actors. His clair
Voyancy Is an acquired art, but 1t
would be unjust To Dr. Lords histr-
onic powers to say that while III his
seances he does not prove himself
very apt pupil of his famous masters.
A Tribune man was among the guests
Of the palmst yesterday.
Although ushcred into the apart
ments at an early hour, he found him
self preceded by three women and
man. The male part of this assembly
was u rather seedylooking Individual,
who could put his money to better use
than peering into the future. The wo-
men were ordinarily dressed and they,
too, did not seem to he enjoying any
excess of funds. The number Of visit
ors swelled every moment and inside
of about three-quartcrs Of an hour
there We're fourteen persons in the
room. Several of these were young
girls. apparently domestics in private
homes.
WAS RATHER DUBIOUS.
One woman. as she emerged from her
interview. had rather dubious.
puzzled look upon her face, and when
asked by Il friend whether the seance
was satisfactory, gave an affirmative
reply.
and did he tell you your name?"
was asked eagerly.
'Oh. no." replied the woman, who
was we'll on in years, and had a face
streaked with lines of care and a fore
head lined by deep burrows. "Oh, no.
he didn't tell me my name, but he said
I'd had lots of trouble. an the Lord
knows that's true"
The woman seemed much surprised
that the clairvoyant had struck the
nail so beautifully.
Others who came out We're not so
satisfied and angrily declared Lord to
be an imnostor. At last it was The
Ia nj =,
private room, took a seat, and Dr.
Lord. who is a stout. complacent-loolS-
ing man With Svengali-likc eyes,
handed the scribe card, and directed
him to write upon this two questions
he desired answered. and incidentally
sign his name and aflix the exact date
on which he was born. While this was
being done, the pamist walked Stealth
lily about the room and it is just pos
sible that he may have cast light
ming glance at the card.
When the questions We're written the
card was turned over and the palnist
summoned. He took the bit of paste
board, bade his visitor place his hand
upon his own and make some wish
While the scribe was debating within
himself whether he would rather sue
ceed President Mckinley or be at the
head of the ice trust, DR.. Lord placed
the card in an envelope and carefully
sealed it. thus disposing of any sup
position that he saw the inscription.
SURE OF SUCCESS.
He then took The Tribune mans
hand and said, ''Ah, you are of an ar
tistic temperament. You would make
a good lawyer, doctor, dentist, hyp-
notist. medium. anything which re-
quires the exercise of brain" The WIS.,
itor felt his head growing, and reflected
that he was undoubtedly getting salts
faction for the 81 bill paid the palmist
to pull open the gates Of the future.
After a careful study of the hand,
the clnirvoyant started. "Ah," he said.
You We're born under the worst sign
Of the Zodiac, February, near the twen-
tieth day."
Wonderful" mmmured the scribe.
And now" continued the seer as he
discovered peculiar line, "who is
Louis" and he smiled trumphantly, as
much as to say, i've got your name
now, my lad" 1t may here be men,
toned that the little card was filled
out hastily and the name of the writer
might have been written a little illeg-
IDLY. Louis" replied the scribe. 'is a
dear friend"
"Ah, yes, quite true" said the DOCTOR
who then proceeded to give a little dis
sertation about Louis, and then took
another shy at the name, this time get
ting it right. "And now" he continued,
n form a