Telling Fortunes

"Bc not among wine-bibbers, among rlot sh ; tor iho druukard am luttoa sball come t poverty, an drowsiness sliuil clothe a mau witli ïags - Poverbs,28: 20, 21. I'll loll yon two fortunes, my fine littlc la( For yon lo accept r réfuee , Theone ofthem good, the one bad, hearthem and say wbicfa you ciioose. I sec bymy gifts, wlthln reach ofyoorhand, A fortune riglit fair to behold ; ee and a liundred gootl acres oDand, itl harrest flelda yellow aa gold. I sce n. great orchard, the boughs hangiug down Wlth apples, rnsset and red I seo drovesofcattle, some wiilte and sorae brovvn, Bnt all ofthem sleok and wel! fcd. I sce drovcs of swallows about the bara (oor, Sec tlic fanning mili wlíl rliug BO fust ; I sce them thrashing wheat on the floor- And ïiow the brlght picture has past ! And I sec rlslng disraally op i the place Oitlic beautiful bouse aucl tliu land. A man wlth a fi re-red aose on his face, Aucl a litUe brovvo jug In hls hand l Oh, ifyou bcholilhlm, my lad, you would Tliat he werc less wretchéd to sce: Forhis boot toes they gapellke the mouth of a flan, Aud hl&trowscrs are out at the kuee ! In walking he staggers, uow thls way. now laat. And liis eyes thcy stand out likea bus's ; And he w.oars an old coat anda batteredin bat, And I thlnk the feult isthe jug's. For the text snys the drunkard sliall come to be poor, Aucl that drowsiiicss clothcs men with rags, And he doesn't look much like a man, I ain su re, AViio Las honcsL hard cash in Iris bags. Now which wlll you have? To bc Ihrilty and snug ; And to be right side np wlth your dish ; Or go n Uli your eyes like the eyes of a bug And your slioes liko the mouth of a ílsh !