I relate this as a lesson which ought to teach us never to play with fire-arms.
The poor lad,--to finish at once all that concerns him,--did not long survive this incident.

He entered the King's regiment, and when just upon the point of joining it in the following spring, came to me and said he had had his fortune told by a woman named Du Perehoir, who practised her trade secretly at Paris, and that she had predicted he would be soon drowned.

I rated him soundly for indulging a curiosity so dangerous and so foolish.

A few days after he set out for Amiens.

He found another fortune-teller there, a man, who made the same prediction.