tone of his voice. 'You
haven't hurt yourself?'

'Look at this,' he replied, handing her a small leaflet; 'I found it
under the garden seat just now.'

Mary glanced with bewilderment at her husband and read as follows:--

THE NEW AND CHOSEN SEED OF ABRAHAM

PROPHECIES TO BE FULFILLED IN THE PRESENT YEAR

1. The Sailing of a Fleet of One hundred and Forty and Four Vessels
for Tarshish and the Isles.

2. Destruction of the Power of the Dog, including all the
instruments of anti-Abrahamic legislation.

3. Return of the Fleet from Tarshish, bearing with it the gold of
Arabia, destined to be the Foundation of the New City of Abraham.

4. The Search for the Bride, and the bestowing of the Seals on the
Seventy and Seven.

5. The Countenance of FATHER to become luminous, but with a greater
glory than the face of Moses.

6. The Pope of Rome to be stoned with stones in the valley called
Berek-Zittor.

7. FATHER to be acknowledged by Three Great Rulers. Two Great Rulers
will deny FATHER, and will immediately perish in the Effluvia of
FATHER'S Indignation.

8. Binding of the Beast with the Little Horn, and all Judges cast
down.

9. Finding of the Bride in the Land of Egypt, which has been
revealed to FATHER as now existing in the western part of London.

10. Bestowal of the New Tongue on the Seventy and Seven, and on the
One Hundred and Forty and Four. FATHER proceeds to the Bridal
Chamber.

11. Destruction of London and rebuilding of the City called No,
which is the New City of Abraham.

12. FATHER united to the Bride, and the present Earth removed to the
Sun for the space of half an hour.

Mrs. Darnell's brow cleared as she read matter which seemed to her
harmless if incoherent. From her husband's voice she had been led to
fear something more tangibly unpleasant than a vague catena of
prophecies.

'Well,' she said, 'what about it?'

'What about it? Don't you see that your aunt dropped it, and that she
must be a raging lunatic?'

'Oh, Edward! don't say that. In the first place, how do you know that
aunt dropped it at all? It might easily have blown over from any of the
other gardens. And, if it were hers, I don't think you should call her a
lunatic. I don't believe, myself, that there are any real prophets now;
but there are many good people who think quite differently. I knew an
old lady once