Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1908-11-06
CHAPTER X.

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seemed to him the first step to fortune.
He began at once to indulge in dazzling
visions OF what he would do when the
prize came to hand; how the "old man"
would be astonished and treat him with
increased respect how he would 20 to the
city and have good time seeing the
lions, and from henceforth throw off the
CALLING yoke of dependence which his faith
er's parsimony had made it so hard to
bear.
Whenever he was by himself he used
to pull out the ticket and gaze at it with
the greatest satisfaction. as the key that
was to unlock the portals of fortune, in
dependence and happiness
But at length the long-expected letter
arrived Joshua did not like to open it
in the postoffice, lest it should attracts the
attention of the postmaster. He there
fore withdrew to a place where he was
not likely to be disturbed, and with trem-
bling fingers opened the letter. Some
thing dropped out.
81 wonder if 1t is a checkT' thought
Joshua, STOPPING over and picking it tap.
But no, 1t was an announcement of the
drawing. Joshua's numbers-for each
lottery ticket contains three numbers
were 8, 10, 80. But of the thirteen lucky
numbers drawn out of sixty-ive, neither
OF them was one.
Slowly it dawned upon Joshua that he
mad drawn nothing, that his five dollars
had been absolutely thrown away. But
there was a letter. Perhaps this would
explain it. Joshua read ms follows:
Dear Sir-We regret to say that we
are unable to send you a prize this time.
We hope, however. you will not be dis
couraged. Some of our patrons who have
been most fortunate have commenced by
being unlucky. Indeed, singularly enough,
this Is general rule.
Hoping to hear from you again. nnd
to send you in return better news. we
subscribe ourselves, very respectfully.
"GRABB & CO."
The effect of Joshua's ill success was
to make him very respondent. He thought
of all he had intended to do, and now
his castles had crumbled, and all in con-
sequence of this letter. He had been so
sanguine of success. Now he must write
TO Sam that his visit to New York was
indefinitely postponed-that is, unless he
could induce his father to provide MIN
with money enough to go. The prospect
was not very encouraging, but he felt das-
perate. and he determined to make the
attempt. Accordingly, just after supper.
he detained his father. just as he was
returning to the store. and said:
Father, | wish you'd let me go to
New York on a visit
What for?" asked Mr. Drummond, ele-
Eating his brows.
Because I'm eighteen years old, and
I've never been there yet"
''Then. if you've gone eighteen years
without seeing the city, think you can
go a while longer" said his father UNI
der the impression that he had made a
witty remark. But Joshua did not ap-
preciate the humor of it.
1--WE lived in Stapleton ever since
was BORN grumbled Joshua. "and have
got tired of Ii. | want to see something
of life"
do you? Well, I'm sure I've no obiec-
CON"
May l go, then?"
Yes; but, of course, you will pay your
own expenses"
How can II" exclaimed Joshua, in an
gfy disappointment. II have no money"
Then you can save up your allowance
till you have enough"
Save up en- twenty-five cents a week
| couldn't go till was an old man -
IL know of no other way" said Mr..
Drummond, with provoking Indifference,
unless you earn the money in some way"
You treat me like a little boy |" said
Joshua, angrily.
You are better off than | am / have
to work for all I get. You get your board.
clothes and pocket money for nothing"
"Other boys go to New York when they
are much younger"
Il have told you you can go when you
like, but you mustn't expect me to supply
the money"
Mr.. Drummond put on his hat and
crossed the street TO the store leaving
Joshua in a very unflial frame of mind.
CHAPTER XII.
Two days later two women entered Mr..
Drummond's store. One was Joshua's
customer and she wore the same shawl
which she had purchased of him 1t nan
pened that Walter was out but Mr..
Drummond and Nichols were both behind
the counter.
''Have you got any more shawls like
this?' asked the first lady, whom we will
call Mrs. Blake. Mrs. Spicer who IL a
neighbor of mine, liked it so we'll she
wants to get another just like It,"
did you buy this shawl of us?" ask |
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