Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1901-04-17
my attempts in that direction have

my attempts in that direction have
generally been spasmodic," went on the
older woman; smiling. ~ presume I
have really:not strivens hard enough, or
kept at it*long enough, for my efforts
to be really good have always ended
in an Explosion, of good intentions.
The devil has always begAiled me into
places from which there seemed no out.
let without making other people ,in-
happy, and that is the keenest sort Of
punishment-:to be made to feel that
you have made yourself the devils CO.
adjutor. 1t has been that way in re-
gard to your guardian"
''Mr. Goddard? p murmured Blanche.
II don't UNDERESTIMATE
blanche, shall feel better if make
a full confession to- you before I go.
I want you to sympathize with me-
pity me if you wish, but try to see lit
tie good i'll me. Dear girl, was so
worldly minded that I married your
guardian for what could get out Of
him, because he was at that time rich,
but do not love him and, to be more
frank, I am miserable with him. 1t
seems to me that simply cannot stand
it here another day"
You don't love hint" said Blanche,
with a shudder, and she recoiled and
drew her hand from Mrs. Goddard's
clasp.
"Ah, I see you don't understand how
such thing could be, but it is so, and,
try as 1 will, cannot make myself
care for him. This voyage gives me
infinite pleasure because I shall be free
if only for a little while But you must
not tell him."
'Never; it would kill him-break his
heart!" exclaimed Blanche; she loves
you with all his soul. I don't see how
you could be with him every day and"
: 'Don't reproach me-" begged the old
er woman, giving another glance at the
Bible. II have been trying to get for.
giveness to-day. I have actually been
ON my knees half dozen times, but
rest-peace of mind will not come.
Then--Blanche, are you superstitious?"
"Not much, think, Mrs. Goddard
"Well, it must be the natural condi.
ton of wicked people. I am full of su.
perstition. I am always looking for
punishment in some supernatural way,
and right now it seems nearer to my
heels than ever. Have you ever heard
of Nine. Legare, the fortune teller?"
Blanche had, and she sat wide-eyed
with surprise as Mrs. Goddard con-
tinued:
II went to see her this afternoon. (
have heard SO many wonderful things
che has foretold. She seems to be able
to look right through the curtain of
the future and to actually tear it down
from the past. I don't know what
made me decide to go, but when the
idea presented itself I went without
stopping to weigh the consequences.
"Her house is in West Fiftieth street,
and when I went in and the man had
closed the front door I found myself
in total darkness. I assure you felt
as if were actually in my grave. Even
the sound of the wagons and carriages
in the street was shut out. The Mt.
tendant gave me his hand, and, whls-
pering to me that I had nothing to
fear, he led me into dark, still room
on the right of the entrance. There be
left me for at least half an hour. ]
tell you was frightened almost out OF
my senses, but did not dare get up TO
retrace my steps. I seemed to breathe
only the stuffy darkness, and absorb
new horrors from my surroundings.
Presently soft glow as delicate as the
first touches of sunlight on the eastern
skies shone in front of me. This grew
into sort of rosy radiance, and then
a gauzy curtain seemed to be lifted,
and saw woman reclining on couch
under faint pink light. I knew that
it was Nine. Legare and that she was
in her famous trance condition. Jast
then the attendant came to me and
whispered that I was to advance and
stand by her couch alone. AS soon an /
had done so Nine. Legare began to
speak,"
ITO Be Continued