Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1914-04-16

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Inc next afternoon found Rose era
mer and dozen laughing girls stroll
Ing toward the gypsy camp. The foui
eonspirators fingered behind the grout
that surrounded the young teacher
Many of them We're very fond Of the
dark eyed little woman. dressed in
black. who brought such wonderful
music out Of violin and piano ana
whose sweet contralto voice had thrill
ed them with homesick longing in the
twilight.
Inc gypsy camp looked like a stage
setting. There were the half circle OF
wagons. the glowing campfire among
the FALLEN autumn leaves, the pictur
esque people themselves moving about
with the slow grace Of their race OF
browsing idly on the grass. The sur
shone warmly over all.
Just as the girls and their teache,
seated themselves about the fire an
other and an unwelcome element was
added to the occasion. This was the
unexpected appearance Of Professor
Holloway. the German instructor. Hi
tall, lean figure was almost upon them
Derore bis nearsighted eyes discovered
their identity. Then his face went
scarlet and he stood there. hat in hand
entirely embarrassed.
Rose Cramer smiled pleasant greet
Ing. but Susie Agnew clapped her fat
hands with almost infantile delight.
Sit down here, do. dear Professor
Holloway" she chirruped. I'VE are al
going to have our fortunes told. and
you must have yours"
I-er-I was merely strolling through
the camp. Very fascinating. you know
study of the Romany language" hi
said haltingly.
DO sit down and have your fortune
told" pleaded Maud Beals.
SO Professor Holloway sat down on
posite Rose Cramer. and the group fel,
into silence while Fanita. one by one
took the little palms in her own AND
read them glibly. promising such fairy
tale fortunes as all schoolgirls love.
And now. you. Miss Cramer-you
promised" urged Peggy at last.
Rose shrugged her shapely shoulders
and held out her slim white hand ia
the gypsy.
Fanita took It in her brown palm
and looked long and deep into Roses
lovely eyes. Then she glanced halt
contemptuously at the eager faces of
the schoolgirls, and her eyes dropped
to the rosy palm that lay in her grasp.
i see much happiness for the pref.
ty lady," she began softly.
The girls cast startled glance AT
their teachers face. They had never
thought Of Miss Cramer as pretty. but
now. with the swift blush on her pale
cheeks. she was more than pretty
What wonderful eyes she had-blue OF
brown or gray?
The pretty lady has Travelled along
a pleasant road" droned the gypsy.
The sun shone every day, but there
came time of storm and trouble. and
the way led through the darkness Of
death; then music and the sound of
young voices and through it all love
song.
Il see two men-One to whom YOU
are Indifferent, and he is unworthy
The other loves you, but he is afraid
to tell. The lovelight shines in his
eyes. Silly butterflies fiutter about
you. Brush them aside and take your
happiness. see journey. a mar.
rage and much happiness in a new
place. 1t is in warm land where the
sun shines and the birds sing all win
ter. You will be happy
Fanita dropped Miss Cramers hand
and for the first time smiled.
The girls stirred uneasily. There
seemed to be an undertone Of gravity
In Fanita's voice. There was no Joke
about this fortune. 1t was not exact
~ as they had planned-to embarrass
Miss Cramer. Rose was still blush
ing, but her long dashed eyes were
studying the campfire.
And now the gentleman'sY asked
Fanita in wheedling tone. Her big
pocket was heavy with silver, and she
was greedy for more. but, above the
greatness, there was a note Of eager |
interest in Professor Holloway. He
had listened to the telling Of Roses
fortune with impassive countenance.
Now, at the suggestion that his own
be foret0ld. he blushed like a school.
boy.
"Oh. be sportv' burst out incOr. |
rigible Daisy Nevins, and she only
when Miss Cramer's delicately
penciled eyebrows were lifted in mute
surprise
Professor Holloway held out his long.
lean hand. and Fanita took 1t in her
own. studying the streEgly marked
lines
Happiness for the gentleman" said
Fanita softly. His way leads wher.
ever the pretty lady goes, even to
the sunny south, where they will live
In peace and plenty. Butterflies are
about you. too. but brush them aside.
Heed not their silly lanphtor Love