ess dealings, she at last got a
judgment against the city, but, owing to some other awkward law
complications, it became expedient to change her place of
residence before she had collected her money, and the amount
remains unpaid to this day.

She then came to this city, and set up in the Sorceress way, and,
by dint of advertising, she soon got a good many customers. She
now has as much to do as she can easily manage to get along with,
is making a good deal of money by "Astrology," and by other more
unscrupulous means; and she is probably worth some considerable
property. She is a bold, brazen, ignorant, unscrupulous,
dangerous woman. She has some peculiar ways of her own in telling
the fortunes of her visitors, and is the only person in the city
who professes to read the future through a magic stone, or
"second-sight pebble." Her manner of using this wonderful
geological specimen is fully described hereafter.

The "Individual" Visits a Grim Witch, who reads his
Future through a Moderate-Sized Paving-Stone.

Disappointed in his fond hope of discovering, in the person of
Madame Bruce, an eligible partner, who should bridal him and lead
him coyly to the altar, that bourne from which no bachelor
returns, the Cash Customer was for many days downcast in his
demeanor and neglectful of his person. When he eventually
recovered from his strong attack of Madame Bruce, he was not by
any means cured of his romantic desire to procure a witch wife.
He had carefully figured up the conveniences of such an article,
and the sum total was an irresistible argument.

If he could win a witch of the right sort, perhaps she could
teach him the secret of the Philosopher's Stone, and the Elixir
of Life, and show him the locality of the Fountain of Youth, so
that he could take the wrinkles out of himself and his friends,
at the cost of only a short journey by rail-road. A barrel or so
of that wonderful water, peddled out by the bottle, would meet a
readier sale and pay a larger profit than any Paphian Lotion that
was ever advertised on the rocks of Jersey. All this, to say
nothing of a family of young wizards and sorcerers, who could, by
virtue of the maternal magic, swallow swords from the day of
their birth, do mighty feats of legerdemain, such as cutting off
the heads of innumerable pigs and chickens, and producing the
decapitated animals alive again from the coat-tails of the
bystanders, to the astonishment of the crowd and t