In any event, I will answer for our local postman.
In May "a wealthy magnate is going to die." In June there is going to be a fire.

In July "Old Moore has reason to fear there will be trouble." I do hope he may be wrong, and yet somehow I feel a conviction that he won't be.

Anyhow, one is glad it has been put off till July.
In August "one in high authority will be in danger of demise." In September "zeal" on the part of persons mentioned "will outstrip discretion." In October Old Moore is afraid again.

He cannot avoid a haunting suspicion that "Certain people will be victimized by extensive fraudulent proceedings." In November "the public Press will have its columns full of important news." The weather will be "adverse," and "a death will occur in high circles." This makes the second in one year.

I am glad I do not belong to the higher circles.
How does he do it?
In December Old Moore again foresees trouble, just when I was hoping it was all over.