Directions
Let some one hold the book, and ask one of the questions. The answers being all numbered, the girl or boy who is questioned chooses a number, and the person who holds the book reads the answer to which that number belongs, aloud. For instance:
Question. What is your character?
Answer. I choose No. 3
Questioner reads aloud:
No. 3. Gentle tempered, sweet and kind,
To no angry word inclined.
What Will Be Your Destiny?
FORTY-THREE ANSWERS
- Just as you think you’ve gained great wealth,
Something will make you lose your health.
- Your hair will be white in a single night,
From having an unexpected fright.
- You will enjoy a sweet old age,
So kind and pure, so long and sage.
- You will fall down at eighty-four,
And break a dozen ribs or more.
- You will finish your days with God for your friend:
Who would not be glad of so blissful an end?
- You will be ever absorbed in books,
And never give a thought to looks.
- In peace and plenty you will lie,
And in the arms of friendship die.
- You will have cause for many tears,
To cloud the beauty of your years.
- Ah, is it so? when you are old,
you will be very poor, I’m told.
- In the night-time you will weep,
And your painful vigils keep.
- Nothing dreadful, nothing sad,
Comes to you; for this I’m glad.
- You always will have an excellent table,
And full of horses will keep your stable.
- The Sibyl says you’ll die in Rome,
Which for a time will be your home.
- Your plenty and peace
Will never cease.
- You will suddenly die in the crowded street,
If the age of a hundred years you meet.
- You will ride in your carriage-and-four,
And be very kind to the suffering poor.
- Never murmur, never care,
You will be a millionare.
- Sick at heart, and sick at head,
You will wish that you were dead.
- As the might of God you see,
Religious you will ever be.
- To California you will go
To get the shining gold, you know.
- Brightest pleasures you will see,
And happiness your portion be.
- Love will gild your joyous life,
Free from pain and care and strife.
- Don’t despond, and do not care,
You will be a nabob’s heir.
- To California you will be sent,
But will return as poor as you went.
- A missionary you will be,
Far o’er the billows of the sea.
- It is your destiny to rule,
And you will keep a village school.
- Ball and parties you will find
Alone are suited to your mind.
- Through the vista of the years
I see you mourning and in tears.
- A country life at length you’ll lead,
Rejoicing in your ambling steed.
- Fair in the wild and prairied west,
Your tired frame at length you’ll rest.
- A public singer’s place you’ll take,
And a sensation you will make.
- You’ll only love your native home,
From which you will not care to roam.
- A great pianist, you will gain
Bright laurels from the admiring train.
- A kitchen garden you will keep,
And sell fresh vegetables cheap.
- To higher virtues you will rise,
Until you’re ready for the skies.
- To the city’s crowded street
You’ll direct your willing feet.
- In digging in a worn-out field
You’ll see a box, securely sealed,
Half buried in the ground;
And therein jewels bright, and gold,
And bank-notes, in large bundles rolled,
Will joyfully be found.
- A music teacher you will be,
This is your tuneful destiny.
- You will travel in your prime,
And view the works of art sublime.
- You will journey the whole world o’er,
And gather relics from every shore.
- The most of your time will be passed on the sea,
But wherever you are, you will happy be.
- On an island will you live,
And nice pleasure-parties give.
- You will spend your leisure hours,
In a garden tending flowers.
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