Truth. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1901-1908, 1906-01-20


finger nails filled me with a feeling
of repulsion from the dirt accumulated
beneath them, the drawings on the
cards made amends for her careless
manicuring and l listened breathless-
ly to my fate. l do not remember all
she told me, although it was only six
teen cents worth, but the pay was sa-
cred for it was Lenten savings, never
theless, / do remember that she told
me / would be a very great lady and
that little boy loved me very, very
much ecstacies of ecstacies! How did
she know? Then Willie really loved
me very, very much-or, playmate of
my youth drifted far away upon the
| sea of life-did you and do you still
love me very, very much?
That night l slept a most blissful
sleep and enjoyed enchanting dreams
of the time when l would be very
great lady, perhaps Willie would be a
prince and l would be his princess AMI
we would live in castle on the banks
of an enchanted stream and listen to
the sea sirens singing their magic
strains on the rocks at sea. So de-
lightfully satisfied was | as Morpheus
EMBODIED me in his magical web, that
the boot of the night owl did not
startle me neither did my conscience
trouble me for robbing my bank of it's
Eastern offering, for was | not going
to be a very great lady and then |
could pay it all back and make large
donations to charity. Ever after
that memorable night when the gypsy
ran her cards for me, | always bore
in mind that l was to be great some
day, and at once declared myself a
queen and the few children whom |
invited to play with me, were my
maids in waiting. I told my dolls the
prophecy and whispered it to the
flowers, and dreamed and wondered.
|, Alas! how far we sometimes come
from fulfilling the lofty aspirations
of childhood, when the world is an
/, open story book and the clouds pic
, lures of marvellous conception. When
/ returned to the gypsy camp with the
the remaining sum of nine cents neces-
sary to get the remaining fortune due
me, 10, the gypsies had taken their
fight. They had folded their tents
like the Arabs and as silently stolen
away" Doubtless they had gone over
the hills and would never return. Oh,
, gypsies, did you bear away with you
. the affection of my sweetheart? Have
" you Ine power III your SnauOWy some
, where to restore all that we lost in our
!. youth and which seems so far away?
n AS years advanced, often thought OF
q the gypsy and her cards. Why could
v not l, too, draw cards and tell for
= tunes?
n l gradually constructed a little set
e of my own and invented a method of
a telling the fortunes of my friends. l
h visited all kinds of fortune tellers and
h palmists, partly out Of a desire to
S. find OUT something and to see their
IS cards. have exchanged readings with
y well-known professional palmists and
lie have seen many forms of cards with
Of various designs, but only twice have l
Of seen anything likened to mine.
re culled my ideas from flowers and their
d. language and so unique and entertain
er ing have my friends found them to be
X that l have decided to copyright them
l and have them printed and place them
IN among the different games of enter
rs tainment. OF course much depends
lie upon the ingenuity and skill of the one
st who tells the fortunes, to make the
oil game a success. They must have o
W. fertile imagination, quick perception
e. and ready flow of language, language
fhnH t., I'll IL ELL - -.