Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1904-02-11
The Mississippi Bubble
By EMERSON IIoUGII
Author 81 TIE Ssory TIE (:ia r ~
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Copyright, 1909. by Emerson ,Hough.,
Continued from last week.

I'LL 4cSo GYMS ~, Z b. l-E--
much yet to do .s.s II.
Now we must to BUSINESS cried
CastletOn, as the dishes were at last
cleared away. 1.show him thy tails
man, Penn, and let him kiss his jewel
good by" il r s, s ..sz. ! =. i.
Penn broke threw upon the table once
more the moccasin of the Indian girl.
John Law picked it up and examined
it long and curiously, asking again and
again searching questions regarding it's
origin. - 49,.
81 have read of this new land of
America" said he. "Some day it will
be more prominent in all plans
He laid down the slipper and unused
for a moment, apparently forgetful of
the scene about him. ~
Perhaps" cried Castleton, the zeal
of the gambler now showing in his
eye. but let us make play here to-
night. Let Pembroke bank His luck
is best to win this vaunter's stake
Pembroke dealt the cards about for
the first round. The queen fell John
Law won. 'tDeux," he said, calmly,
and turned away as though it were a
matter of course. The cards went
round again. "Trois,' he said, as he
glanced at his stakes, now doubled
again. "a -...
Wilson nurmured. 'Luck's with
him for start said he, s"hut It's a
long road He himself had lost at the
second turn. ~"Quint!" "Seix!" Sept
ct lie val" in turn called Law, still
coolly, still regarding with little inter-
est the growing heap of coin upon the
board opposite the glittering ring
which he had left lying on the table
''Vingt-up, ct lie va"
"Good God!" cried Castleton, the
sweat breaking out upon his forehead
"See the fellows luck!
sure he hath stole. thy slipper. Such
a run of cards was never seen in this
room since Rigby, of the Tenth, made
his great game four years ago" =.
f*Vingt-cinq; ct lie val" said John
Law, calmly
.'I'll lay thee to one that the next
turn sees thee lose!" cried Castleton.
"Done," said John Law. .-,.~>..-.>.
r. You lose, Mr.. Castleton,' said Law,
calmly, as the cards came again his
way. He swept his winnings from the
coin pushed out to him. f. s. s:+..>@s,
{ Nov we have thee, Mr. Law!p' cried
Pembroke. zone more turn, and L
hope your very good nerve will leave
the stake on the board, for so well
see it all come back to the bank, even
as the sheep came home at eventide.
Here your lane turns. And it's at the
last stage, for the next is the limit of
the rules OF the game But you'll not
win it,
Anything you like for little per-
sonal wager said the other, with no
excitement in his voice..
why, then, anything you like your
self SIR said Pembroke.
"Your little slipper against &50?"
asked John Law. ).
''Why-.yes-," hesitated Pembroke,
for the moment feeling doubt of the
luck that: had favored him so long that
evening. I'D rather make it sover-
eigns, but since you name the slipper,
I even make it so, for l know there is
but one chance in hundreds that you
win"
:. The players leaned over the table as
the deal went on. Once, twice, thrice,
the cards went round. A sigh, a grOan,
a long breath broke from those who
looked at the deal. Neither grOan nor
sigh came from John Law. He gazed
indifferently at the heap of coin and
paper that lay on the table, and which
by the law of play, was now his own.
".Trente ct lie va he said. 81 knew
that it would come Sir Arthur. half
regret to rob thee thus, but I shall
ask my slipper in hand paid Pardon
me, too, if / chide thee for risking it in
play. Gentlemen, there is much in
this little shoe, empty as it is.
He dangled it upon his finger, hardly
looking at the winnings that lay be-
fore him. g Ills monstrous pretty, this
little shoe,'' he said, rousing himself
from his half reverie s.
But neafd you not the wager when
was proposed over the little shoe?''
broke in Castleton. Wilson, here,
was angered when laid him odds that
there was but one woman in London
who could wear this shoe. offered
him odds that his good friend, Kittie
Lawrence
t.Nor had We the right to offer such
bet!" cried Wilson, ruffled by the do
ings Of the evening.
.Pll lay you myself there's no wom-
an in England whom you know with
foot small enough to wear it, cried
Castleton.
Meaning to me?" asked Law, pos
litely.
TO any one" cried Castleton, quick
.ly, .'but most to thee, fancy, since
/ tits now thy shoe!''
It'll lay you 40 crowns, then, that
know smaller foot than that OF
Madam Lawrence" said Law, suavely,
&"I'll lay you another 40 crowns that
I'll try it on for the test, though I first