Oh, my sakes alive, if I only had
a dream book, like the one Mrs. Emery used to have, I'd soon find out
what it means. Do you know, Olive, I have a great mind to go out to the
Indian camp this very afternoon and try if that fortune-telling squaw
who told Maggie Teed's fortune, and Mary Miller's, too, can't tell me
all about it. I want to know if it means that something terrible is
about to happen or not."
"Well," said Olive, "Esther, don't talk any more about it but read your
Bible, go to church, say your prayers, and ask God to take care of you;
then you need never fear dreams or anything else, for you must always
remember that God has more power than the devil, and always will have."
"Oh!" replied Esther, with a smile, "it is all very Well for you to talk
in that way, but I shouldn't wonder if the devil saw more of me than he
ever has yet before I die."
"Oh, Esther, how can you talk so; you ought to be ashamed of yourself,
and to think that you were brought up by grandmother too."
And so the afternoon passed slowly away, the beautiful blue sky which
had been so clear all day began to assume a darkish aspect, and
threatening clouds spread themselves between the earth and heaven.
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