Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1903-06-05
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Bill fetched asioan ~zckc.r says
he you corncrcd me thcrc ana !
s'posc / might as We'll walk up to The
kCaptain's Office and settle hadn't
bought or sold a bu,hcIcnmy own ac-
count for a yearuntiI lastweck, when
got your letter saving that YOU were
coming Then saw what looked like
a safe chance to scalpthe market for
a couple Of cents bushcl, and
bought 10000 September, intending
to turn over The profits TO youasal lit
Htlc present, so that you could see the
town and have good timewithout its
costing you anything"
The deacon judged from Bill's cx-
preston that he had got nipped and
was going TO tryto unload the loss on.
him, SO he changed his face to one
which he used when attending the
funeral of amy one who hadn't been a
professor, and came back quick and
hard.
I'm surprised, William, that YOU
should think would accept money
made in gambling Let it be lesson
to you. How much did YOU lose?"
That's The worst Of it'll didn't
lost; | made 5000" and Bill hove
another sigh
MADE $200l" echoed The deacon,
and he changed his face again for the
one which he used when he found
lead quarter in his till and couldn't
remembers who had passed iton him.
Yes" Bill went on, "and I'm
ashamed Of it, for you've made me
sec things in new light. OF course,
after what you've said, ! know it
would be an insult to offer you the
money And feel now that it
wouldn't be right to keep it myself
| must sleep on il and try to find the
straight thing 10 do"
guess it really didn't interfere
with Bills sleep, but the deacon sat
up with the corpse of the $500, you
bet In the morning at breakfast he
asked Brother Bill TO explain all
about this specializing business,
which made the market go up and
down, and whether real corn or wheat
or pork figured in any stage Of deal.
Bill looked sort of sad and dreamy
eyed, as is his conscience hadn't di-
gested that two hundred yet, but he
was mighty obliging about explain
ing everything to Zeke. He had
changed his face for one which he
wore when he sold an easy customer
ground peas and chicory for o. G.
Java. and every now and then he
gulped as if he was going to start
hymn. When Bill told him how good
and bad weather sent the market up
and down he nodded and said that
that part of it was all right, because
it was of the Lord.
Not onthe board Of trade il isn't"
Bill answered back; lat least, not to
any marked extent; it's from the
weather man or some liar in the corn
belt, and. as the weather man usually
reckons wrong. reckon there isn't
any special inspiration about 1t The
game is to guess what going to hap
pen, not what has happened and by
the time the real weather comes along
everybody has guessed wrong and
Knocked the market off cent or
two
That made the deacon's chin whis-
kers droop a little, but he began to
ask questions again, and by and by |
he discovered that away behind
about a hundred miles behind, but |
that was close enough for the dea-
con-a deal in futures there were
real wheat and pork Said then that
he'd been misinformed and misled;
that speculation was a legitimate
business, involving skill and sagac-
ity; that his last scruple was removed, |
and that he would accept thetwo hun
dred.
Bill frightened right up at that
and thanked him for putting it so
clear and removing the doubts that
had been worrying him. Said that
he could speculate with a clear con
science after listening to the deacon's |
able exposition on the subject. Was |
only sorry he hadn't seen him TO talk |
it over before breakfast, as the two |
hundred had been lying so heavy on |