r a smile.

She was robed in a bright-colored plaid dress, a dirty lace
collar, and a coarse woollen shawl over her shoulders. Motioning
her visitor to one chair, she instantly seated herself in the
other, and, without demanding pay in advance, commenced
operations. She handed the cards to be cut, and then laying them
out in their piles, uttered the following sentences:

"I see that your fortune has been and is quite a curious one.
Your cards run rather mixed up, you have been very much worried
in your head, you were born under two planets, which means that
you have seen a great deal of trouble in your younger days, but
you are now getting over it and your cards run to better luck,
but it is rather mixed up, your cards run to a lady, she is
light-haired and blue-eyed, but she is jealous of you, for
sometimes you treat her more kinder and sometimes more harsher,
and just now she is in trouble and very much mixed up about you.
There is a man of black hair and eyes, a dark-_complected_ man
who pretends to be your friend and is very fair to your face, but
you must beware of him, for he is your secret enemy and will do
you an injury if he can; he is trying to get the lady, but I
don't think he'll do it, though I don't know, for the thing is
so much mixed up--he has deceived you, and the lady has deceived
you, they have both deceived you, but now they have got mixed up,
and she turns from him with scorn, and seems to like you the
best--I don't exactly see how it all is, for it seems rather mixed
up like--you must persevere, you must coax her more; you can coax
her to do anything, but you can't drive her any more than you can
drive that wall--always treat her more kinder and never more
harsher, and she will soon be yours entirely--beware of the
dark-complected man; you must not talk so much and be so open in
your mind, and above all don't talk so much to the dark-complected
man, for he seems to worry you, and your affairs and his are all
mixed up like."

Here her auditor expressed a desire to know something definite
and certain about his future wife, whereupon the red-haired
prophetess shuffled the cards again with the following result:

"You will have but one more wife. She will be good and true, and
will not be mixed up with any dark-complected man. She will be
rich and you will be rich, for your business cards run very
smooth, but your marriage cards do not run very close to you, and
you will not be married for six o