The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-01-26

OeFed ner nose, DuL she QlQ not an
swer.
Fannie wallingford burst out laugh
ing. sTt's a secret, but I'll tell you
boys" she explained, fighting OFF VIC
let Bonnie's restraining hand saTen
years ago Bargain Billy told her she'd
be very fat when she finally got her
growth"
CHAPTER XIII.
Playing the Game.
~ MON JONES, with his cards
folded in the palm Of his hand,
added all his poker chips to the
interesting collection in the
center of the table, thereby meeting
the raise of Blackie Daw, and added to
them Beautifully folded, purple, en-
graved document.
.sGive me action" he requested.
"This assortment Of Autographs that
am bhIing FROM 81 indiscreet onIook
ers is unique enough to urge me into
desperate risks
Now 1 know I have you beat" de-
cided B1ackie, punching his cards and
Weighing them down with the hotel
ash tray. "What is the fancy station
ery?''
Negotiable securities proclaimed
Onion Jones, SO known because Of the
hawlessly denuded condition Of his
shining scalp. s.That is a certificate for
100 shares in the Cinder Heap Ocher
Metal Prospect and worth par the mo-
ment the first shaft, now being. active
II dropped, touches bedrock"
AI pass indiferently stated J. Ru-
fus Wallingford, tossing his hand into
the discard and picking up the stock
certificate with the amused smile of a
connoisseur. Pretty ink is the life of
con commerce
BawI-'Em Out Turner, who, with
eight cards, had been able to get moth
ing better than pair of deuces, threw
away the five pasteboards he still held
and turned on Onion Jones with a
snarl. sAw, play the gamer he surli-
" protested I'm too much loser to
take a joke!''
Onion Jones snarled back at him
quite promptly. you wasn't going to
meet Blackie's raiseP' he growled
81 might have If you hadn't o. fused
it upr' savagely retorted Turner.
I'm willing to- let him practice. 2
pleasantly announced their host, Doc
Otis.
Next man" called Onion Jones
briskly. cts all between you and me,
B1ackie. There's my raise
tsWhy don't you put in dollar and
a quarter cash % inquired Blaclie.
my hands too good to speculate with.
It's only fit for straight investment
Onion Jones grew justly indignant
ssYou're trying to create the impression
that your hand is something more than
a memorandum he charged. I'm of
fering you negotiable paper. I sold 3
block Of it yesterday for 30 cents !
share. Come on and give me a bet
'tAn right agreed the good natured
Blackie. st needed purple one, any
how. I'll take the certificate for q red
stack"
A groan from Holler Turner inter
upted the proceedings. cav, play the
gamer he demanded. "I'm too much
! loseri''
.eYou borrowed your original set il
from me, and you've made it last fol
solid hour of piking,'' Onion Jones
reminded him, though not uncharita
| bly,. 'I'l take your rank injustice
Blackie. A stack of reds goes
stGot any more Of that currency?' in
| Quired Blackie, preparing to shove for
ward his chips.
| PLENTY of it, asserted Onion, tap
ping his bullying pocket proudly. *HThis
mine just came home from the print
er's.''
Raise you 400 shares" offered Black
lie, showing him stack of blues.
'tNow we're sportingr' exulted Onior
Jones, hauling in the 100 share certif1
cate and replacing it with one calling
for a thousand shares. Here's 5O(
more.''
'tPn tilt that 1000 shares promptly
amended Blaekie.
The certificates were all in the cen
ter when Blaclxie was still offering TX
continue the diversion
'tAu 1n,'' confessed the ivory topped
player with a sight. F'The entire
Pennsylvania Go1conda is mingled witt
your chips, and I am compelled to re