Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1854-10-26

never likely TO realize the value Of the pariuo
ofa niegers toe nail.
Now said Bob, if you are in earnest, Ned,
you can have a chance TO get rid of your rail-
road stock. We've played many game of
cards together and if you dare, will put down
dollar for dollar, against your script, and we'll
play the first game, seven-up, for the pile =
Greer grew rigid in every limb; his eye
glared; his cheek bIanched and with lips quiv-
ering he ejaculated-
I'll set you, Bob, if il kills me =
And commenced to fix a small circular ia
bles throwing off books and papers; and taking
pack Of cards from small drawer, he took
seat and invited Bob to face him.
Bob counted out So $50 in bank notes, laid
them on the table and placed weight upon
them and the script, and was drawing up his
chair, when Mrs. Greer, much excited, rushed
into the piazza (She had been watching the
proceedings Of the gentlemen from a parlor
window, where she sat sewing)
Gentlemen she exclaimed, for heavens
sake don't 60 10 gambling here. Remember
you are old friends-school-m s-college-
mates-don't, entreat you, go to gambling
with each other for large stakes like
Madam = shouted Greer, as The perspra-
tion streamed down his forehead, and he shook
with an ague of excitement. Madamel go
and superiniend your ducks and chickens; look
after your pickles and preserves, and your dairy,
and all that-but don't, madam, he continued,
with his teeth set and Kissing his words out,
don't, | say, for this is the only chance ever
had, or ever shall have to get off the cursed
thing at par, and Ill do it or die =
| implore you, then, COl.--,' said the
good lady, TO refuse TO continue this scene
You certainly do not wish to win anything from
my husband, and am sure he does not wish
to win from you
Madam = roared Greer, 'leave my railroad
stock and go look after your poultry tell
you lam not gambling, but will not lose this
opportunity Of trading my stock off at par! =
Mrs. Greer went away sadly, seeing that her
interference only irritared her husband and the
playing commenced. Fortune vOuchsafed her
favors very equally for some little time, and il
stood, at length Bob six to Ned FIVE, and the
hands we're dealt for the final struggle. Be-
fore either party, however, took up his cards,
Ned's eye sought farewell glance Of his script
and The bank nOtes-when, of a sudden, his
expression changed, and making grab at the
script, with desperate empiion, he exclaimed
oh by thunder, Bob my stock is pretty
dead, but it ain't nigh as dead as that, yet =
pointing to the roll of bills, which were the
promises of the 'old broken Bank Of Macon i"
large amount Of which had come into Bub's
possession professionally.
At tea that evening Bob remarked to Mrs
Greer that she reared such quantities Of poul-
try, she ought to send her surplus to Athens TO
sell. Il am afraid, Col. d. she remarked in a
quiet way glancing from Bob to her hunsband
Il should prove but poor hand at getting my
stock off at par, especially while there is So
much worthless money in the country
| Bob laughed, but Ned didn't; and that's the
end Of the story about railroad stock-excepI
that, believe, Greer did finally get it off al
par-Mobile Register.