Morning journal and courier., 1891-04-07
"RatIled,. By the Notice.
From the Detroit Frec Press. !


 One was commercial traveller, the oth- CT was just common. large, quiet, bash ful man. They were playing billiards in the hotel billiard room, which was deserted by all save them, and the quiet man had beaten the drummer every game and beaten him badly.
 'I know whats the matter" said the drummer, as they chalked their cues for another game, 'I want m incentive. We ought to make little bet; say couple of dollars on this game, and let it be the fast one. Come, you've had it all your own way. What do you say to that,''
 "Its agreeable to me, answered the bash ful man, taking the lead, and then he ran of six points.
 The drummer made two.
 The large man got in a little run of if teen, playing the balls around in the cor ners softly and gently without apparent effort
 'I want to see the clerk about getting my baggage ready for the next train,' said the drummer, looking at his watch. 'I won't be gone but minute" and he has | tened out to the office, which was filled WlIu COLnLutTtluI men dllu OL0ET or the house.
 "Wel, now. we'll try anain,' he said | cheerily, when he returned a few minutes later, but he made only four points and | left q beautiful ''set up" for the large | man.
 One or two other men had strolled in from the office and stood by while the bashful player made the shot, and by the time he had run the score up to 2S there were half a dozen onlookers standing about the table.
 ''Gimini, that was a good shot," said one, as the big man made a very good draw.
 l Then he made difficult carom, and the spectators looked at each other with that side movement of the head which indicates both approval and surprise.
 ''Where are you in this game, Billy asked one of them.
 'I guess I ain't in it at all," said tho drummer, leaning on his cue and watching his opponent, who, seeming little discon certed by so much attention, missed the next shot and sat down.
 While the drummer was running off sew en points three or four men sauntered il and watched the game, meditatiyely putting at their cigars.
 The big men came up, missed and re l urea 10 ms seat alQlU the most lnIeuSt silence, and the drummer got in another little run.
 ''That's a shot I can never make re marked one of the spectators as the bi. man advanced and stood observing thu balls.
 "It's very difficult" said another.
 "Well, should say so," said third ''The man who can meke it is dandy"
 The heat of the room or something hsl made the large man a little red in the face and he looked uncomfortable. He misseI the shot. The was no comment, but ever person had closely watched the attempt and there were about a dozen of then | now.
 The drummer made very good run the bashful man missed again, and when finally, the drummer ran the game out the other stood by with a S2 bill in hi hand.
 'I kind O lost my luck toward the last, he said, with sickly smile, as he laid dow the bill, and ,murmuring some thing abOu having an engagement, he went out Well, boys" said Billy, as he put O his coat and picked up the S2 bill. ''Tr much obliged to you for coming in. ain !, much of billiardist, but I'm fair judg , of human nature"