Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1890-08-14
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story OF n Three Card Monte Game
on n Road Ont From London.
From the London Edition OF the New York
Herald.l
Not long ago a tall, slimly built, fair
complexioned, brown-haired young man
entered first-class carriage on tire Lon
don and Southwestern railway at Water
loo station. He stuck his umbrella in the
rack, opened his favorite paper and began
to fill himself with information. He
looked up as the door was opened by a
modest looking gentleman, who murmured
''Beg pardon" as he passed to the end of
the carriage and ensconced himself in a
seat near the window. The door opened
sgain. The new conner looked like coun-
try curate. He sat himself down opposite
the modest looking gentleman and looked
out of the window If he were greatly
| interested in the advertisements which
met his eye. The door opened again.
| The newcomer looked like a wellto-do
| farmer He sat down alongside the mod
| est-looking gentleman. The train started.
The modest-looking gentleman suggested
that he had at various periods of his life
and under a large variety of circumstances
observed worse weather. As he mhde this
observation he looked at the country Gu
| rate. The latter, in a hesitating way,
agreed that there must have been at yari-
ous periods of England's history worse
weather than he saw in his vicinity at that
particular time. The well-to-do farmer
Joined in the conversation. with growl
It might be fine weather for people who
had nothing to do, but it was death to the
crops. The understanding gentleman
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his audience that he was perfectly willing
| to be soaked through and through if the
discomfort attached to such an experience
would be of any value to the rural popula-
ton.
The conversation then became general,
but at the end of ten minutes tagged.
Then the modest-looking gentleman drew
from pocket pack of cards and amused
himself by tossing three of them about in
an apparently aimless way, talking to him.
self as he did so The well-to-do farmer
stood this sort of thing for few minutes
and then asked what the game was The
understanding gentleman said it was a
little invention of his own. The point
was to guess the position of a certain one
| of the three cards-the queen, for in
stance. The well-to-do farmer, after mo-
| ticing that it was possible to see the faces
of the cards while they were being manip-
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"ouidn His offer was at once accepted.
The well-to-do farmer won, apparently
much to the chagrin of the modest-lookine
gentleman. The latter lost three sover-
eigns in quick succession, and the eass
with which the well-to-do farmer pocketei
the same excited the curate, who finally
ventured to wager a sovereign that b,
could place the queen also He did 8,
twice and became quite hilarious as hl
| figured his easily acquired gains.
, / All this time the tall, slim young maj
had been reading his paper. BE hadn'
once looked at the game. Finally tn
, well-to-do farmer nudged him and whis
pered that there was chance to make
few sovereigns The young man paid n
attention to the advice. Then the curat
3 suggested that It seemed. like flying in tn
{ face of providence not to accept such
chance Still the young man proved Oh
durate. The modest-looking gentlema
came to the front. He had lost fiy
pounds, he said, but still had confidens
In his invention. He was willing tor o-vae,
y any reasonable amount that the tall, Eli