The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1902-02-06

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ity If | We're you I'd go back to
Egypt Never mind reading my hand;
there's nothing in it."
"Oh. but there is. There's ever so
much in it, There is great sorrow, a
bitter disappointment, for one thing"
Eyes, I'll grant that. Perhaps that
is why there is nothing else in it
where do you see that?'
Here; see this deep cut in your
heart line? Ii was an affair of the
heart. 1t crosses the head lne-no. it
originates in your head line--perhaps
il was an error in judgment"
Eyes, error in Judgment that is a
very mild term. ! have set it down a s
blithering idiocy. Go on and tell me
some more What is that long line
stretching clear upithrough my hand;
is that my life line?" -f
"No, it is your fate line. 1t is the
same in both hands. You are crea-
ture OF fate. 1t was foreordaned from
your birth that you must make some
grievous mistakes. You suffer land
cause suffering. The deed is done, and
then you wonder what motive could
have impelled you to do it. 1t is fate;
you cannot get away from it,"
Tough. isn't it? Go on and tell me
some more"
"You have made a long journey; a
purposeless journey, for there was
nothing at the end"
"Gad, that's so! What's this line,
this little one here that is so vivid.
Guess that comes from tight glove,
eh?"
"No, that is single, faithful love.
Il will never die out of your hand. You
will marry but once
Guess again: | will never marry"
and Howard laughed a hard, metallic
laugh, in which there was no joy, "Never
mind the marriages. Tell that to the
women. They're interested in that fea-
ture of it. Tell me-er-tell me some
more about this fate line. You said
a moment ago that | would suffer and
cause suffering"
81 said you had suffered and had
caused suffering"
Beg pardon, so you did. Beat some
fellow in a poker game | suppose?" e.
"No. this was a different game. 1t
was game of hearts. and you were
playing with a woman-a novice-and
she lost. 1t was a cruel game. She
staked her happiness against your
ca price-and lost The little palmist
choked down a ptiful sob and adjust
ed the heavy veil more closely about
her face.
But She wanted to lose" insisted
Howard. 'Fact isl suppose its al
very plain to you there-she had The
cards in her own hands and threw then
away
NO, she did not lose. You did mot
play fair. You were more skiIfW q
the game than She"
tut. tut, Your sympathy is beir.
wasted. | dare say she never gave j
a second thought"
"Oh. but she did-she did, IIo,
could YOU be so cruel? 1t was every
thing to her-everything in the W u.
and she had been so loyal to ",
from very childhood. 1t was tota...
unlike you, Howard Van SAINT.
who had always been So many"
Say, by George. How Go you krrr
did YOU know Myrtis?" Howard h.
risen to his feet greatly agitateG. i,
ben, over the palmist, whose face wa.
burisd in her HANDS, yainly endeavCr
Ing to suppress the emotion that Va.
racking her delicate frame. Very ger.
~ he drew the dimpled hands from thu
tear-stained face and turned it to The
light.
"Myrtis! You Myrtis! Wen.
should have known it when you frs
took hold of my hand. II thrilled me
as none other ever has or ever will.
Look up here, little girl. Look vi
here and say you forgive me"
A vigorous rapping on the tent fiaI
attracted their attention. Excuse
me, Howard. dear"--it was the voice
of his aunt-"but "a soon a your for
tune is finished | would like you to
escort me home"
Howard pulled back the flap of the
tent and literally dragged his digni-
fed relative into the booth. MY for
tune is just beginning, aunty." he
said. Come in and meet her. Take
off that hideous curtain. Myrtis. and
lie, aunty see the lovelest girl in the
world This is Myrtis, you know;
Myrtis Calendar, of Memphis. She
sent me tramping off o Europe among
the barbarians for two years, but she
has forgiven me for it,"
Dear me, dear me, what lovely
romance. Aren't you glad now you
did not stop at home and play billiards
with the butler?'
"And she has taught me palmistry.
too, aunty-wait moment" And he
imprisoned both the dimp.ed hands
and held thenfup to the light. Listen.
Myrtis. | see that you are pursued by
large, fierce man who loves you to
distraction, but he has caught you and
will never let you go-never! He is
going back to Memphis in a few days,
and you are going along, and your
name will be Mrs. Howard Van SAINT.
This large, fierce man is going to kiss
you right now"