Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-07-15

quart of the joltiest wet goods you've got
in the layout. Does the proposition sticks?
"Grosheck looked at the tramp over his
spectacles for a bit. and then he reached
back and picked out big dark bottle from
among the collection.
az gift you de boddle not for your tigget
so much as for your way of tawgin',' he
said. Vat for are you tramp when you
gould be Something's else, ain'd id?'
Don't you care. Chakey,' replied the
hobo jauntily, clutching the bottle. Every
man to his graft. I'm dead pleased with
myself at that. Just send me a postal
card. in care of the president of the U. p.
railroad. if that ticket wins you out big
bunch,' and he walked out
You'll remember that when the lottery
business was in it's full swing in this coun-
try the newspapers throughout the land
used to publish each month the successful
numbers hauled out in each drawing. One
morning about ten days after the visit of
the hobo the hanger-on who had inspected
the lottery ticket and pronounced it all
right was in the arbor back of the saloon
reading the paper. When he came to the
long list of winning lottery numbers, just
out that morning, he said idly to Grosbeck:
What did you do with that ticket the
hobo gave you last week.
'Grosbeck replied that it was still where
he had laid it down back of the bar.
Go and get and Wen see if you've got
big-Dick number said the hanger-on,
jestingly.
"Grosbeck brought the dirty bit of card
board out and handed it to the hanger-on.
Let's see, said the latter, deciphering
the number on the ticket; it's 791G9-where
are the seventies in this Iistg And he cast
his eye up and down the paper Then he
looked up at the German with a startled
expression of countenance.
How much do you suppose this ticket
is WORTH? he asked the saloonkeeper.
"'I'lI bed ids not worth de goot lggor
l gifes for i'd he said.
We'll said the hanger-on, you can
cash it for $4,000 in coin of the realm.
No. I91O9 is the number that wins the cap
ital prize of $4,000, and this ticket is one
third of that number. and calls for just
one-third of the bunch"
Go away said the saloonkeeper in
credulously.
That's right look at the ticket your
self, said the hanger-on.
Grosbeck adjusted his spectacles and ex-
amined the ticket carefully. comparing the
number with the number in the newspaper
We'll. dods ride he said. But de
de brice oof dot boddle of visky.'
THE hanger-on laughed at him, but Gros-
beck stuck to it that he wouldn't keep the
money, even If he got it.
Il gifes i'd bag to de tramp he said.
How're you going to find him? asked
the hanger-on.
He god thirty days for peing drunk
init disorderlish the day / gifes him de
visky.' was the reply. L see him daken up
mineself.
''Grosbeck sent telegram to the lottery
company asking them to verify the num-
Der, and got a prompt reply. The winning
number was No. 79,109, and his ticket was
worth $4,000. Grosbeck deposited the
ticket with banking company for collec-
ton. as was the custom in those days, and
inside of five days he had currency to the
amount of $4,000, minus the small collec-
ton fee. to his credit in the bank.
"Grosbeck stuck to it that he would not
use cent of the money. His wife, frugal
German woman, quarreled with him vio-
lently over his determination, and all of his
friends endeavored to convince him that the
ticket and the money it called for properly
had probably stolen the ticket, anyhow and
that 1t served him right therefore, to lose
the benefit of the win, especially as he had
willingly passed it up for bottle of whisky.
] wouldn't like no Won to dreat me dot
vay,' was all he said, and, in spite of the
protests of all of them-in spite also of
the fact that he had $500 mortgage
hanging over his establishment-he walked
up to the workhouse. where the hobo was
confined
II hat leed1e present for YOU he said
to the tramp when the latter was led out
Another bottle, Dutchy?' said the hobo
grinning.
" No; leedle matter oof dwenty-fife
tousand toliars, Grosbeck replied. Dot
fine, wish is ten tollar, und you can seddle
dot init me- Ven dey led you oud / paw
you de dwenty-fife t'ousand.'
1.-The hobo was turned loose that after
noon, and Grosbeck paid him over s24 900
deducting only the $40 he had disbursed in
payment of the mans police court fine.
The hobo counted out $4,000 in bills, and
handed the bundle to Grosbeck The saloon
keeper positively declined to take a dollar
OF the money. in spite of the tramp's really
earnest entreaties that he should The
tramp went away then, logged himself out,
and showered presents upon Grosbeck and
the latter's wife. Then he left the CITY.
When he returned to Omaha. about a month
later. looking like a man among men. he
found that the holders of Grosbeck's mort
gage had swooped down upon him and put
him out of business. The ex-hobo went to
Grosbeck, told him that he had bought a
upon his becoming his equal partner in the
enterprise. Then only did Grosbeck consent
to share In the fortunate lottery ticket. and
Tor the past twelve years he and his ex-
hobo partner have maintained and made
slathers of money out of one of the finest
mule-breeding ranches in this country
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