“Laughing is better than crying at any time,” returned Mrs. Bray; “here are five more;” and she handed Pinky Swett another bank-bill. “I'm going to try my luck. Put half a dollar on ten different rows, and we'll go shares on what is drawn. I dreamed the other night that I saw a flock of sheep, and that's good luck, isn't it?” Pinky thrust her hand into her pocket and drew out a worn and soiled dream-book. “A flock of sheep; let me see;” and she commenced turning over the leaves. “Sheep; here it is: 'To see them is a sign of sorrow--11, 20, 40, 48. To be surrounded by many sheep denotes good luck--2, 11, 55.' That's your row; put down 2, 11, 55. We'll try that. Next put down 41 11, 44--that's the lucky row when you dream of a cow.” As Pinky leaned toward her friend she dropped her parasol. “That's for luck, maybe,” she said, with a brightening face. “Let's see what it says about a parasol;” and she turned over her dream-book. “For a maiden to dream she loses her parasol shows that her sweetheart is false and will never marry her--5, 51, 56.” “But you didn't dream about a parasol, Pinky.” “That's no matter; it's just as good as a dream. 5, 51, 56 is the row. Put that down for the second, Fan.” As Mrs. Bray was writing out these numbers the clock on the mantel struck five. “8, 12, 60,” said Pinky, turning to the clock; “that's the clock row.” And Mrs. Bray put down these figures also. “That's three rows,” said Pinky, “and we want ten.” She arose, as she spoke, and going to the front window, looked down upon the street. “There's an organ-grinder; it's the first thing I saw;” and she came back fingering the leaves of her dream-book. “Put down 40, 50, 26.” Mrs. Bray wrote the numbers on her slip of paper. “It's November; let's find the November row.” Pinky consulted her book again. “Signifies you will have trouble through life--7, 9, 63. That's true as preaching; I was born in November, and I've had it all trouble. How many rows does that make?” “Five.” “Then we will cut cards for the rest;” and Pinky drew a soiled pack from her pocket, shuffled the cards and let her friends cut them. “Ten of diamonds;” she referred to the dream-book. “10, 13, 31; put that down.” The cards were shuffled and cut again. “Six of clubs--6, 35, 39.” Again they were cut and shuffled. This time the knave of clubs was turned up. “That's 17, 19, 28,” said Pinky, reading from her book. The next cut gave the ace of clubs, and the policy numbers were 18, 63, 75. “Once more, and the ten rows will be full;” and the cards were cut again. “Five of hearts--5, 12, 60;” and the ten rows were complete.