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Show FIMGCHLE GAME CAME FIRST Enthusiast Naturally Annoyed at Being Interrupted While Engaged in His Favorite Pastime. However deplorable the fact may be, playing two-handed pinochle at 25 cents a hand is one of the favorite diversions of commuters between this city, New York, Atlantic City, Cape May and other commercial outports of Philadelphia. One man, who carries his pleasure as well as his worries home from work, was playing pinochle in his library the other evening with a crony, when the butler entered and handed him a telegram. He returned it unopened, "I'll look at it later." "But the messenger is waiting, sir," the butler respectfully remonstrated. The financier read the telegram. It eatd: "Struck S.OOO-unrrel gusher today. to-day. Everything fine." "Confound you, Thomas, why did you spoil my game?" he cried. He didn't care nearly so much about the fortune he had made, as about the 25 cents he was in danger of losing. Philadelphia Public Ledger. |