Daily globe., 1879-06-01

"GOod morning. Is this the office OF
the Rio Janeiro Lottery2"
''It is, sir
II have a ticket, number 22,222.
Please see if it has drawn anything"
The clerk looked into his books.
st has drawn G75, 2 shillings;;" and he
went back toward his safe.
''Do you hear that, Mr.. Beckley?" Do
you hear that2 Luck, sir. / only allow
ed my customer shillings for the ticket
The clerk came back with IS pounds
in clean Bank of England notes, and paid
them over the counter.
Where are the 2 shillings2"
"We never give small change, sir. l
will give you two draws instead
"Oh! All right. Here, make it four
draws. Here are two shilllngs more"
ga shilling draw is cheaper than we
usually allow, except for six draws at one
time," said the clerk. "Wont your
friend take hand2''
4'Mr. Beckley, try couple
ssNo," said Joe, II guess not.''
''I'll give you four, then, at the six rate,
this time" said the clerk, and he took the
money.
A drum-box was produced.
Mr.. Cowper put in his hand and drew
out four envelopes, each containing one
ticket. He opened them and called off
the numbers. Three drew nothing; the
fourth drew "a, shilling.
''This is splendid luck, Beckley !''whis-
pered Cowper. Don't you want to try?"
II guess not, said Mr.. Joe Beckley.
ssGentlemen," said the clerk, confden-
tally, ~ saw a remarkable sight here
this morning. A man came in and gave
hundred pounds, and drew bushel Of
envelopes. Will you believe me-there
were only two prizes among 'em! Well
gentlemen, after he went away, found
that the Queen sent him here to try for
her 1 was sorry she had such poor
pull, but could not help it; we must be
impartial, and let luck go where it will,
All the royal family patronize' us and
most always have good luck, and never
knew such quantity of blanks drawn
afterwards!
"You're right about that" exclaimed
Mr.. Cowper, with enthusiasm. sBeckley,
we can make fortune here. Suppose
we put in e5 apiece on trial?''
"No," said Mr.. Joe. Beckley; I guess
not"
II will, anyhow said Mr.. Cowper.
He paid the money and drew twenty
eight, sixpence.
''Luck is against me-" said the clerk
mournfully. There's going to be a run
of prizes now sure!
'Do you see that? Do you see that
Beckley? / tell you we can make fortune
Try q -pounderw
"No," said Mr.. 10. Beckfey, ~ guess not
But tell you, Cowper, you try shill-
ings for me, if it wins III pay you back >
I "But if it don't?'
'sThen I won't pay you anything
Better try for yourself, si1,,'' said the
clerk, affably.
"No," said 10. 81 guess not.''
"Mr. Cowper looked at him doubtful
ly.
"Well, III try for you on those terms
he said, at last. He tried and drew G1O
Mr.. 10. Beckley took it gravely anc
handed out shillings.
"Very much obliged" said he.
"You're welcome" replied Cowper
"Now let's try five pounds together"
"What did you say your name wass'
asked Mr.. 10. Beckley.
"Cowper.'
"Cowper! Cowpef! Cowper! 1 though
you said Cooper. I guess it wasn't IN,
you met in Springfield"
ooh, yes it was.'
'It must have been my son James,"
"No, it was YOU"
"Or my son Jedeiah, or Ephram, o
:; Samuel"
"No, it was YOU"
"Well, then, if it was me- goodbye
, Cowper."
The men stared.
"What, sir! Surely you will try you
luck again?" said the clerk.
''This is not fair!' exclaimed MI
Cowper.
"By no means! You must try, sir,
exclaimed the clerk.
Mr.. 10. Beckley retreated toward tn
door. They followed him fercely, tn
l. clerk with club in hand. Mr. Beckle
looked at them, then out Of an adjacer
{. window
8 Upon the level the London fog is dens
; but looked through from the house tor
l. is quite penetrable. A policeman stoo
D below on the opposite side of the stree
10 Beckley suddenly threw up the broa
window.
/ "Do you see him?' he asked pointin
o toward the officer. II must leave 20,
Pray, don't object, or shall have to ca
+ him. Good-day, Cowper."
Il They glanced out into the street, locke
i at 10 Beckley's Drawn, muscular forn
: and kept quiet, although livid with rag
as he stepped out.
u In the hall Mr.. 10 Beckley looked
: the e10 note. To his surprise, it was gel
ulne.
le He came back and opened the doc
+ The two men stood confronting each OF
! er, disputing angrily.
le "Ah; Cowper, if you visit Ameri.
again, come and see me. Well. go COO
s. : hunting, know. The coon is an inn
= cent looking animal, but he's Nigh,
L. slyw
He went down stairs. hailed cab, an
g. was whirled away to the depot, with
shrewd smile on his Yankee face.
A Boston telegraph clerk smiled whe
q he gave man this message from b
H. wife: "Unto us child is born, nine fe
long by two feet wide;;' but the ms