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A CONCERT AT THE COLLEGE OF MUSIC. 205<br />

hour I fall into a trance state, during which I learn all<br />

that is going to occur during the day. This morning I was informed<br />

that you were coming here and that you would make<br />

me a handsome present."<br />

"Who told you so?" bluntly demanded Fitz.<br />

" The spirits," was<br />

the answer. "They ad-<br />

vise me of everything."<br />

{Impressively'.) "Yes,<br />

honorable miss, you are<br />

about to give me at<br />

least ten sen. The spirits<br />

have told me so."<br />

" I am afraid they are<br />

not truthful," was her<br />

mischievous reply.<br />

" Come, boys, I want to<br />

go to the curio shop in<br />

Uyeno."<br />

The fortune-teller,<br />

unabashed by her reply,<br />

chuckled and said to his<br />

" 7<br />

I was on I)<br />

customer,<br />

joking with her. No<br />

respectable spirit will<br />

reveal anything about<br />

FORTUNE-TELLER.<br />

those foreigners. Give me three tempo more, and I will tell you<br />

what you want to know."<br />

"I never like to encourage superstition," said Sallie. "Oto,<br />

I think your people sadly need missionaries to teach them not<br />

to believe in such persons as the ura-naisha"<br />

" Ah! Sallie," was the gentle response, "you forget the text<br />

about plucking the mote from your brother's eye<br />

"

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