The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1921-03-10
THE TRUE SEER
BY MILDRED WHITE.
IN. Western Newspapsr union.l

W. l0sAt NN"NNAh newspaper .bnluhJ
Bob Ansley stood looking across the
big lighted room to the small dark.
haired girl who was surrounded by
various men, In attendance on Vera
Wells party. Mia was always sur
rounded. lps
Mia was leaving In the morning
and she must not go away without
hearing. His love for her seemed al
most a pain, she was so sweetly, hui
manly dear, so understanding. Mia
had no home, Bob had learned |
When the years at boarding school
could be no more, she lived with one
relative or another Of her fathers, in
apartments here or there. Nita's IA
Their had loved, and married her girl
mother in far away Spain, and though
Mia was born and raised an Ameri
can, the Spanish enehantment of her
departed mother still lay in the girls
dusly eyes pnd voice. At length she
left the piano and came toward Bob
with her slow smile Of greeting.
"You know why wished TO be alone
with you, Mia he said. Because to-
night must ask my question. You
realize, do you not, what that question
win be?'
The girls dark eyes caressed him.
Perhaps she replied. "But first,
Bob dear, may tell you a story?
IF the story is not too long he
agreed.
Once upon a time" began Mia
there was a girl so lovely, so cap.
tiyating, that men knowing even her
falseness, failed to resist her charm
and like the siren song-her charm
led only TO sorrow. For this girl had
no will TO love. no heart for ought but
money And one day came an honest
lad with his trusting ideal OF WON
ans sincerity And the lad was kept
very busy with his way still to make
In the world. But when he had known
the fair Helene but a little while ne
pictured her in that home he would
build, and his work and plans were
thereafter but for her sake Laugh
ing in her soft way she allowed him
TO dream, And he growing ever more
earnest, believed, while she was
amused by his emotion. that was all.
A bazaar for charity was given one
summer evening on the lawn of the
old Wells mansion" Mia paused.
This very lawn of Vera Wells home.
Aud the good young man and his
charmer attended. The gypsy fortune.
telling tent was an attraction. Idly
ia, wo entered, and the fortune-teller
seo d half yelled before her crystal
bail, read the fair Helene's palm.
Your lover.'" the crysra. sazer
said, whom You would marry one
month from this time, sits writing to
you tonight And he tells you that
the possibility Of your marriage hangs
on a woman's word. Not the word Of
his mother, for his sanity have no
knowledge of his attachment All has
been kept secret as you desired. He
processes his love for you anew, anu
is confident Of your own.
when the crystal gazer ended her
message, Helene's eyes were wide
with wonder, for she was positive
that no human being either here in
her own town, or away in that other
strange city where she had met her
lover, could have learned Of the Sc
cret affair, which was to be fine cul-
minatlon Of her ambition; for Doug
las Moore upon whom she had set
her selfish heart, was as rich as even
she could desire.
And the honest young man, who
had been won to false charm, leaned
all trembling toward the fortune
teller.
"That is not true, not a silly word
of It, he accused.
THE crystal ga2er sighed.
"Wrlte' she advised him, 10 Mr.
Douglas Moore she scrubbed an nd
dress. ASK him..
"And after the two left the tent
Helene came again presently white
and indignant.
81 do not know she said to tn,
reader of palms, who you are, or by
what means you obtain your infor
nation. But tell me this, upon wha
woman'S word do you pretend tina
my fate hangsY
THE fortune teller laid aside he
veil and | think that her face mus
have looked weary,
Upon the word Of a woman f
whom your lover is betrothed, sh
said, for your Douglas Moore is to
honorable to free himself agains
this woman's wish
"And then, across the shadowy gras
she sped to a bench where n broke
youth sat. The fortune teller's hear
went out in pity. And she touche
his head
There was a hint OF tears in Mia
voice. Bob Ansley abruptly took u
the tale.
/, "She touched his head" he went OF
E "and called him Boy dear and toll
, him that true love would come SON
day, and that in comparison thl
D fancy would seem as nothing at al
And the girls story was true. w
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