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IV. MISCELLANEOUSALNASCHAR
Here`s yer toy balloons! All sizes!
Twenty cents for that. It rises
Jest as quick as that `ere, Miss,
Twice as big. Ye see it is
Some more fancy. Make it square
Fifty for `em both. That`s fair. That`s the sixth I`ve sold since noon.
Trade`s reviving. Just as soon
As this lot`s worked off, I`ll take
Wholesale figgers. Make or break,--
That`s my motto! Then I`ll buy
In some first-class lottery
One half ticket, numbered right--
As I dreamed about last night. That`ll fetch it. Don`t tell me!
When a man`s in luck, you see,
All things help him. Every chance
Hits him like an avalanche.
Here`s your toy balloons, Miss. Eh?
You won`t turn your face this way?
Mebbe you`ll be glad some day.
With that clear ten thousand prize
This `yer trade I`ll drop, and rise
Into wholesale. No! I`ll take
Stocks in Wall Street. Make or break,--
That`s my motto! With my luck,
Where`s the chance of being stuck?
Call it sixty thousand, clear,
Made in Wall Street in one year. Sixty thousand! Umph! Let`s see!
Bond and mortgage`ll do for me.
Good! That gal that passed me by
Scornful like--why, mebbe I
Some day`ll hold in pawn--why not?--
All her father`s prop. She`ll spot
What`s my little game, and see
What I`m after`s HER. He! he! He! he! When she comes to sue--
Let`s see! What`s the thing to do?
Kick her? No! There`s the perliss!
Sorter throw her off like this.
Hello! Stop! Help! Murder! Hey!
There`s my whole stock got away,
Kiting on the house-tops! Lost!
All a poor man`s fortin! Cost?
Twenty dollars! Eh! What`s this?
Fifty cents! God bless ye, Miss!
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