Daily Mirror (Sri Lanka)
Peculiarities of the Head Line and their significations
Readers who are following the articles on Palmistry on this page from the beginning of the series should be familiar with the position of the Head Line on the hand and its importance.
The Head Line which indicates the mental qualities of the subject is considered the most important line on the hand.
The Head line tells the character of the mind which operates through the brain and manifests itself on this line.
The Head line which crosses the center of the hand is normally found commencing from the starting point of the Life line, very often slightly attached to the latter line and proceeding slightly sloping towards the percussion.
Peculiarities of the Head line and their significations. (To be continued)
Mr. Dogls’ walk three neighbourhoods down took longer than expected because finding the big grey dog who liked to howl was a more difficult task than he imagined.
He asked around several by-lanes and gateways about the dog, but none of those dogs knew anything much about where he lived, while some gave wrong directions.
Mr. Dogls wondered at how a dog, that had an entire ‘Howlers’ Club’ in several neighbourhoods, could be known by so little in his own.
It was finally closing in on lunch time that he came across a small black gate, and sniffed out a dog. “I better ask him if he knows of any grey dogs,” thought Mr. Dogls, and as he drew closer he spotted the animal inside the gate.
“Hi there!” barked out Mr. Dogls; there was a low bark in response and it was then that Mr. Dogls saw him, grey, big and old.
“Are you the big grey dog who runs the ‘Howlers’ Club’?” he asked immediately.
The dog looked at him for a minute or two before asking: “Why would you want to know?”
Mr. Dogls told him the whole story, of how he met the mongoose Ricky and the message he had given him of the one last big howl that was to happen on full moon day.
The grey dog sighed. “Yes that’s me, I’m the President of the Howlers’ Club,” he said introducing himself as Champ.
“I want to know why it’s going to be one last big howl?” Mr. Dogls asked.
Champ settled down on the ground behind his gate and licked his paws. “When I began the ‘Howlers’ Club’ I wanted everyone to have a place to find their ancient past in them; you know, we come from wolves and our hearts always remember the great howl, especially when the moon is out,” he explained with a sigh. “It had to be something that a dog really wanted to do, to find the true wolf in them. And that’s why it has to be members-only. Ricky helped to get the message across and lots of dogs joined from all the neighbourhoods around here.
“But now I’m afraid I’m about to leave to a faraway place, my master is taking me with him to another country, and I have to leave all this behind,” Champ whined sadly and placed his head between his paws.
“Isn’t there anyone out there to help?” Mr. Dogls asked.
“Well I haven’t really thought about it like that, I suppose you could take over as you seem so interested,” Champ said pricking up his ears.
“Well I never…” Mr. Dogls could not finish his sentence because Champ stood up and let out a long howl.
“I hereby declare the Howlers’ Club and all its Howlers the responsibility of… er what is your name?” Champ paused.
Mr. Dogls just looked at him with wide eyes and answered helplessly, “Mr. Dogls.”
“Mr. Dogls!” completed Champ and he finished it with another long howl. “Now it’s time for me to teach you every howl there is.”
Without a word Mr. Dogls watched as Champ howled each howl, one for happiness, one for sadness, one for ‘I’m in trouble’ and one for funny.
Mr. Dogls had to repeat after him and did learn it quite quickly, even though he was not very sure about taking over such a big responsibility.
“I’ll make sure Ricky comes and gets the next howl date from you, from now on,” Champ said. “Thank you so much for taking over, I really don’t know what I would have done without you.”
He bid Mr. Dogls goodbye, and as he walked back to his own neighbourhood, Mr. Dogls wondered what on earth he had got himself into. He was now the leader of the Howlers’ Club, something he had heard of only this morning.
What happened after that is another story for another day!