Young Wallingford

This is an adventure book'.A Natural again!' exulted Jonathan Reuben Wix, as the dice bounded from his plump hand and came to rest upon the billiard-table in Leiniger's select Cafe, with a five and a deuce showing'.Somebody ring the bell for me, because I'm a going to get off'. He was a large young man in every dimension, broad of chest and big and pink of face and jovial of eye, and he chuckled as he passed the dice to his left-hand neighbor. There was a hundred dollars on the table and he gathered it up in a wad'.Good-by, boys, and many merry thanks for these kind contributions', he bantered as he stuffed the money into his pocket'.It's me for Bunkville-amidst-the-ferry-boats, on the next Limited'.