BILL NYE THREW FOR THE CAPPER.

Daily Telegraph (Napier), Issue 3954, 22 March 1884, Page 4

BILL NYE THREW FOR THE CAPPER.

Bill Nyo—"Did you go into tho sideshow ?" I asked of , the countryman at Greeley, Colo.' "No; sir. "■■ I studied the oil paintings on tho outside,but I didn't go in. I met a handsome-looking , man there, near the.side-show,-"though, that seemed to take an interest in me. ■ There was a lottery along , with;the show, and/ho wanted nio to goandthrowforhim." "Whydidn'the throw for himself ?"' " 0, lie said the lottery-man know him and wotildri'Llet him throw." " Of course. Same old story. Ho Raw you were'a greenery; and got you to throw for. him. '. He; stood an with the game, ho that! you drew a big , prizo for the capper, created a big excitement, and you and tho crojvd sailed in and lost all tho •money you htid.':. I'll bbt he was a man witn a velvet coat and a moiMaeho dyed addad black arid waxed as sharp as a cambric noodle." " Y<sh; iihat'B hia doHcriptioh to a dot.' I wonder if lie really did tliat a-purpose.' , " Toll us about it." " I'll tell you how it was if it'll do any good, and save other' young men in tho futuro. ' You 1 see, this capper as you call him, gave mo a'- dollar bill to throw for him, arid- I; put it into my vest; pocket, so, along with tho dollar bill'that father gave me. I always carry niy money in my right hand vest pocket. • Wall, I sailed'np to tho game,, big w> old Jumbo himself, and put a dollar intothe game. As you say, I drawed a big prize—2o dolM. and a silver ciip. The man oii'ei'ed me 5 dol. for tho cup and I took it. Then it flashed over my mind that I might have got my dollar and tho other feller's mixed, sO'I says to tho proprietor, I will.no.w,invest; a, dollar for a gent who asked me to draw for him. Thereupon I took out tho other, 4 dollar,, and I'll be eternally chastised if I didn't.draw a. brass locket worth about two bitu a bushel." I did not say anything , foe a long time. Then I asked him how tho capper. ■ acted when he got his brass locket; "Well, he seemed pained and grieved about something, and he asked mo if I hadn't time to go away in a quiet place wh<aro wq could talk it over by our-

selves, but ho bad a kind of a cruel, insincore look in his eye, and I said no, I believe I didn't care to, and that I was a poor conversationalist anyhow, and SO I came away and left him looking at his brass locket and kicking holes in the ground and using profane language. Afterward I saw him talking with the proprk tor of the lottery, and Heel somehow that they had lost confidence in me. I heard them speak of me in a jeering tons of voice, and one said as I passed by, 'There goes a meek-eyed rural convict now,' ■ and ho used a horrible oath at the same time. If it hadn't been for that one little quincidence thero would have been nothing to mar tho enjoyment of the occasion."