Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1877-09-27
Never mind the name. Put it down for
the woman"
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the woman.
"Eh-what! for the girl herself?"
eyes, certainly let's give her chance"
Gall right! One for Ninette. And now"
"That's for the boy" said Judge j., quietly,
as he laid twenty dollars on the table.
"Good bravo bravop cried the planter
and several of the bystanders. "One for
Tommy, which makes the thirty. Now, gen.
tlemen, let's see whom luck favors"
The dice were brought and the throwing
began. Each chance entitled the holder to
three throws.
Thirty-six was the highest thrown until the
holder of the eleventh chance threw. He
scored forty-two. Then less number was
thrown, until number twenty.one scored forty
nine.
The excitement now became intense. For
ty-nine was hard to beat the highest throw
possible being nine sixes-6fty.four.
Again and again the dice ratified in the
box, until it came to number twenty-nine.
"Come, Ninette-it's your tnrn now! p
AS the poor woman came forward, her
hands crossed and pressed convulsively against
her breast, it was truly painful to witness her
agitation.
"Won't the gentleman that took the chance
for me please throw?" she asked, in low,
tremulous tone.
"No; let your boy throw" said the gener.
al "perhaps he would have more luck than l. !"
"Come, Tom, said the planter.
Tom came forward and picked up the box.
The woman pressed her lips firmly together
and clasped her hands as if in prayer. The
boy trembled like an aspen.leaf, but shook
the dice, and threw-three!
For moment be stared at the dice as
though he could not believe his eyes, then ne
put down the box and stepped back, pale and
detected.
"Come, Tommy, throw again." urged the
planter.
"It's no use, master; couldn't throw for
ty.nine now"
"True, true. But you have your own
chance Throw that"
"Certainly," said Judge j., "tbat one was
your mothers. Now throw for yourself, on
the chance I gave you. Have stout heart,
my boy, and may Heaven smile on you"
Again the boy returned to the table and
took up the box. He pressed bis lips to-
gether, and did his best to control his tremb-
ling limbs. Not sound was to be heard in
the saloon but the rattling of the dice. For
a moment every man seemed to hold his
breath.
He threw.
1.-TWO 6ves and six-sixteen !" said the
planter, putting down the numbet, while q
murmur of satisfaction ran through the
crowd.
One of the bystanders gathered up the dice
and put them in the box, and the boy threw
again.
1.-TWO skies and 6ve-seventeen y
The excitement now knew no bounds, and
the 'bravos" reqounded on every band. The
boy, as he took up the box to throw for the
third and last time, was as nearly colorless as
it was possible for him to be with his yellow
skin.
Out rolled the dice, and up came three six.
es, which made ffty-one! .
Tommy, my boy. I congratulate you p
cried the planter. "You are your own and
mothers masterl Fill up the necessary pa
pers, captain, and I will sign them. These
gentlemen will be the witnesses"
I will not attempt to describe the scene
that followed. In the general satisfaction,
one of the roughest-looking men in the crowd
proposed subscription for the freed negroes
The proposition was received with such favor
that in less than FIVE minutes fifty dollars
were collected.-Appleton's Journal.