Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1870-10-15

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"Goodm cried the owner Of The property
eHere's chance for Tommy. And that takes
the lot. Where's the clerk ?"
"Herc"
"Have you got blanks for this sort of busi-
nossS"
Yes
,eThen won't you fill upa bill of sale for
these two-Nineite and Tommy-and leave
place TO nut in the WINERY Now, then, for
the dice, gentlemen"
The dice were brought and the shaking com
menced There were three dice. and each
player was entitled 10 three throws. oi inc
first ten throws thirty-nine was the hlgneS'
number cast The eleventh turned up lor'y'
two. Then the scores fell again till the tweh-
tv-tirst throw, when one of the games'ers
threw out forty-nine.
The crowd was now all excitement Forty
nine was hard point TO beat. The lowest
number that could be thrown was nine-anu
the hirhest-nne sixes--was tiity-four; making
what is called an average throw about thirty
one and one-halr OF hundred throws the
majority will fall below thirty-two.
Again the dice ratified in the box as the sec
ond gamester took his iurn. But his throw
was a low one The tweniy-eight belonged 20
the clerk of the boat, who had now returned
with the bill of sale. He threw ioTty-nihe-
tieing the gamester
"Come, Ninettc it's your turn" The wo-
man started, and quivered and pressed her
hand over her heart Only the groaning ana
putting of the engine broke the stiffness OF the
place.
"Will the gentleman who paid for my chance
throw for me ?" she said, in low, musica
tone. earnest aud imploring, and of the pures
accent
Let your boy throw for you returned Nj
Clay, who shrank from the ordeal. Ills lucl
should he better than mine"
Tommy came forward and took the box
His mothers hands clasped and her lips move
in prayer Tne boy uemblcd like an aspeI
What world of veal or woe hung upon I'll
tickle chance. lie held in his hand the scale
book in which was written the fate OF Ia
mother and himself, and il was 10 be opene
ON the hazard of die.
He shook the box, and turned the dice upo
the table. Three aces A moment he gaze
on three single spots, and lhen, dropping Il
box, he sank back pulesnd frightened
"Shake again, Tommy" said the planter.
1Its no use, master, can't get forty nine
"But you have got your own chance, NJ
boy"
Aye" cried the Judge, that was yo'
mothers chance. Now throw for the chant
| gave you--lhrow for yoursel-brace u
and take heart-and may heaven help you
1 4, - ali
clined persons, by any means, bul the lerve
setition of the Judge met with warm N
impulsive response of "AMEN - from near
AL present
Again the boy came forward and lifted t
box His lips were lightly shut, and the q
1uiyering of the limbs was hushed. The ON
sound in that saloon, above the deep breat
ing of the spectators, was the clicking of
ivory cubes Presently the tarow was mae
"Five-fiye-slx, are sixteen y announc
tue planter, setting down the figures. 4
dice were gathered up and thrown again.
"Six-six-and five Good Tho
seventeen"
The boy was pale as death as he took
hox for the last throw, and his mother lear
against stanchiOn for support. At leng'l
and the book was opened
"Thrce skies - eighteen and that
FIFTYONEl Tommy, my boy, you're II tru1
Now, Mr.. Clerk, fill up the bill OF sale, AM
will sign it before these WITNESSES"
The scene that followed can be better be
agined than described.
The last time ever heard from Judge und
wood he was alive and well though long
tired from active life. Nincttc was his hou
zeper, aud Tommy his most trusted scrya