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So he giv me ten cents and he took the ticket, and in a couple of days I went round to git my washin', and that pig tailed heathen he wouldn't let me hev em, coz I'd lost that lotery ticket. SO HE GIVE ME TEN CENTS AN HE TOOK THE TICKET AND IN A COUPLE OF DAYS I WENT AROUND TO GET MY WASHIN AND THAT PIGTAILED HE THIN HE WOULDN'T LET ME HAVE EM CAUSE I'D LOST THAT LOTTERY TICKET
o ung we, velly good washee. Wall I understood the last of it and jist took his word fer the rest, so I giv him my clothes and he giv me a little yeller ticket that he painted with a brush what he had, and I'll jist bet a yoke of steers agin the holler in a log, that no livin' mortal man could read that ticket; it looked like a fly had fell into the ink bottle and then crawled over the paper. Wall I showed it to a gentleman what was a standin' thar when I cum out, and I sed to him--mister, what in thunder is this here thing, and he sed "Wall sir that's a sort of a lotery ticket; every time you leave your clothes thar to have them washed you git one of them tickets, and then you have a chance to draw a prize of some kind." So I sed--wall now I want to know, how much is the blamed thing wuth, and he sed "I spose bout ten cents," and I told him if he wanted my chants for ten cents he could hav it, I didn't want to get tangled up in any lotery gamblin' bizness with that saucer faced scamp.  OO WANG FEN KAY MOO OOGUE VELLY GOODWASHEE WELL I UNDERSTOOD THE LAST OF IT AND JEST TOOK HIS WORD FOR THE REST SO I GIVE HIM MY CLOTHES AN HE GIVE ME A LITTLE YELLER TICKET THAT HE PAINTED WITH A BRUSHWOOD HE HAD AN I'LL JUST BET A YOKE O STAIRS AGIN THE HOLLERIN THE LOG THAT NO LIVIN MORTAL MAN COULD READ THAT TICKET IT LOOKED LIKE A FLY HAD FELL INTO THE INK BOTTLE AND THEN CRAWLED OVER THE PAPER WELL I SHOWED IT TO A GEN'LEMAN WHAT WAS A STANDIN THAR WHEN I COME OUT AN I SAID TO HIM MISTER WHAT IN THUNDER IS THIS HERE THING AND HE SAID WELL SIR THAT'S A SORT OF A LOTTERY TICKET EVERY TIME YOU LEAVE YOUR CLOTHES THAR TO HAVE EM WASHED YOU GET ONE OF THEM TICKETS AND THEN YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO DRAW A PRIZE OF SOME KIND SO I SAID WELL NOW I WANT TO KNOW HOW MUCH IS THIS BLAME THING WORTH AND HE SAID I SUPPOSE ABOUT TEN CENTS AND I TOLD HIM IF HE WANTED MY CHANCE FOR TEN CENTS HE COULD HAVE IT I DIDN'T WANT TO GET TANGLED UP IN ANY LOTTERY GAMBLING BUSINESS WITH THAT SAUCER FACED SCAMP
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