The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1878-05-10
lowed my customer three shillings for

The clerk came back with seventy-ive
pounds In clean Bank of Eugland notes,
ard paid them over the codnter.
'' Where are tie two shilliDgs
We never give small change, sir; 1
will give you two draws instead
"Ohl All right. Here, make it four
draws. Here are two shilings more"
\ shilling a dr. Is cheaper than we
usually allow, except fot siS draws at
one time, said the clerk blahdly.
g Won't your friend take hand 2"
Tcy a couple, Mr. Beckley."
NJ, said Joe, j." I gtiess not
8 I'll give you four, then, at the eix-
rate, this time, +" said the clerk, and took
the money.
A drum-like box was produced.
Mr. Cowper put in his hand and drew
ticket. He e-opened them, and called of
the numbers. Three drew nothing; the
fourth drew Ct Is.
Four pounds were paid over.
This is splendid luck, Beckley,"
whispered Cowper Don't you want
to try it,
guess not, said Mr.. Joe Be ckley
Gentlemen" said the clerk, conf
dentiaily. saw a remarkable sight
here this morning. A man came in and
gave me El00, and drew bushel of en-
yelopes Will you believe --there
were only two prizes among 'em Well,
gentlemen, after he went away, | found
that the Queen sent him here to try for
her-I was sorry she bad such a poor
pull, but couldn't help it we must be
impartial, and let luck go where it viii.
All the royal family patron;zs Us and
almost always have good luck. And I
never knew such quantity of blanks
drawn out without heavy run of prizes
right afterward ~
You're right about that ~ exclaime d
Mr.. Cowper, with enthusiasm. Beck
ley, we can make fortune here. Sup
pose, we put in five pounds apiece. on
trial %
No, said Mr.. Joe Beckley, guess
not"
81 will anyhow" said Mr.. Cowper.
He paid the money and drew twenty
eight pounds. sixpence.
Luck is against me, said TIE clerk,
mournfully. There's going to be a
run of prizes now, sure, 20
"Do you see thst? - you see that,
Beckley? 1 tell you, we can make a
fortune Try a fve-pounder
No. said Mr.. J,e Beck!ey, " l
guess not. But tell you, c VIPER, you
try two shillings for me ii it wins, I'll
pay you back"
But If it don't2'
Then l won't pay you anything"
Better try for yourself, sir" said the
clerk, afably.
No. said Joe, guess not
Mr.. Cowper looked at him doubtfulIy.
Well, I'll try for you on those terms, -
he said, at last.
He tried and drew ten pounds. Mr..
Joe Beckley took it, gravely, and handed
ont two shiIIings.
Much obliged, said he.
You're welcome" replied Cowper.
81 Now let's try FIVE pounds together"
"What did you say your name was?''
asked Mr.. Joe Beckley.
"Cowper."
Cowper, Cowper? I thought you
said Cooper. guess it wasn't me you
met at Springfield %
ooh, yes, it was %
1t must have been my son James"
No, it was you"
"Or my son Jedediah. or Ephraim, or
Samuel"
No, it was you"
Well, then, if it was me-good- bye,
Cowper."
The men started.
What. sir Surely you viii try your
luck again 2" said the clerk.
This is not fair" exclaimed Mr..
Cowper.
"By no means You must try, sir, y
exclaimed the clerk.
Mr.. Joe Beckley retreated toward the
door. They followed fiercely, the clerk
with club in hand
/ Mr.. Beckley looked at them, then out
of the adjacent window.
Upon the level the London fog i:
dense, but looked through from the
housetops Is quite penetrable. a police
man stood below, on the opposite side O
the street Joe Beckley suddenly threw
up the broad window.
"Do you see him ?" he asked, point
ing toward the officer. " L must leave
you. Pray. don't object, or l shall have
to call him. Good day, CowPer."
They glanced outinto the street, looked
at Joe BeckIey's brawny, muscular form
and kept quiet, although livid with rage
while he stepped out.
In the hall Mr. Joe Becklcy looked a
the ten pound note. To his surprise i
was genuine.
He came back and opened the door
The two men stood confronting eacl
other, disputing angrily.
"Ah. Cowper,- if you visit Americ
again. come and see me. Well go coon
hunting. You'll enjoy coon-hunting,
know. The coon is an innoeent-lookin
animal, Cowper, but he's mighty sly"
He went down stairs, hailed a cab, an
was whirled toward the depot, with
shrewd smile on his Yankee face.
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