from either of these,
impaled on a spear like a bug in an Entomological Museum. There
was also an atrocious colored print labelled "Millard Fillmore,"
which, if it at all resembled that venerated gentleman, must
have been taken when he had the measles, complicated with the
mumps and toothache, and was attired in a sky-blue coat, a red
cravat, yellow vest, and butternut-colored pantaloons.

The room was neatly furnished with carpet, table, chairs, cheap
mirror, and a lounge. While the visitor was taking this
observation, the two young ladies before mentioned had continued
to spar after a feminine fashion, and had finished about three
rounds; the model, who had answered the bell, had got the other
one, who was black-haired and vicious, under the table, and was
following up her advantage by sticking a bodkin into the tender
places on her feet and ancles. When the model had at length
thoroughly subjugated and subdued the black-haired one, and
reduced her to a state of passive misery, she turned to her
visitor with an amiable smile, and asked him if he desired to see
the Madame. Receiving an affirmative reply, she gave a sly kick
to her fallen foe, stepped on her toes under pretence of moving
away a chair, and then disappeared into another room to inform
Madame Carzo that visitors and dollars were awaiting her
respectful consideration in the anteroom.

The "gifted Brazilian astrologist" regarded the suggestion with a
favorable eye, for the model soon reappeared and showed the
searcher after hidden knowledge into a bedroom nearly dark,
wherein were several dresses hanging on the wall, a bed, two
chairs, a table, and Madame Carzo. The light was so arranged as
to fall directly in the face of the stranger, while the
countenance of the Madame was, to a certain extent, hidden in
shadow.

Johannes, nevertheless, in spite of this disadvantage, by careful
observation, is enabled to give a tolerably accurate description
of Madame Carzo, as follows: She is a tall, comely-looking woman,
with unusually large black eyes, clear complexion, dark hair worn
_a la Jenny Lind_, a small hand, clean, and with the nails
trimmed, and she has a low sweet voice. Her dress was lady-like,
being a neat half-mourning plaid, with a plain linen collar at
the neck, turned smoothly over; altogether, Madame Carzo, the
Brazilian astrologist, who speaks without a symptom of foreign
accent, impressed her customer as being a transplanted Yankee
school ma'