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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. 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
English; but seein' as how I'm in here, I might as well find out. So I told him I'd like to git him to do some washin' fer me, and he commenced a talkin' some outlandish lingo, sounded to me like cider runnin' out of a jug, somethin' like--ung tong oowong fang kai moi oo 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. POSE THIS DURNED CRITTER KIN TALK ENGLISH BUT SEEIN AS HOW I'M IN HERE I MIGHT AS WELL FIND OUT SO I TOLD HIM I'D LIKE TO GIT HIM TO DO SOME WASHIN FUR ME AN HE COMMENCED TO TALK IN SOME OUTLANGISH LINGO SOUNDED TO ME LIKE CIDER RUNNIN OUT OF A JUG SOMETHIN LIKE OO TUNG 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
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