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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (April 9, 1911)
THE SUNDAY OKEGONIAN, PORTLAND, APEIL 9, 1911. H E W I DO W W E "VSwm 6lr VazirWCyt - T). rctunrx crs bis rr J .. o mi J 1 Of all the'reckless gamblers ever'known beneath the sun, tJI It's nrohable Lord Hazard was the most audacious one. J ' He'd gambled several fortunes through, but yet he pleased the eyes 1 Of that susceptible personage, the charming Widow Wise. ,,- K 2tThey met and wooed in Paris, and by every one 'twas said T K I ' iTwouId be a very silly thing this profligate to wed. .' : The Widow heard these murmurings, but fancied, just the same, fl- . " ." ' .W Her love would cure her Lordling of his fancy for the "game pr- ?&-t 3 One ' ZZT0 V M JV.v l . IP ' f l:SHf l f i v l ii I ....... . - i v - 1 i ;j - - vi. -. i :.w figs week the Widow went" with friends to Monte Carlo gay To see the famqus gambling place, but not, of course, to play. Lord Hazard followed faithfully. "Aha! the Widow thought, Amid such lovely scenes as these I think. that he'll.be caught!" 4. She donned her finesr gown that nighr and looked, indeed, divine. Lord Hazard's eyes in rapture beamed. Thought he, "She must be mine!" He said to her, "Escape your friends; by some ruse get away And meet me in the gardens, for there's something I must say!" i - 1 1 n 5 The Widow left her friends alone and by the ocean strolled. ' The great Casino's lights were gay. She heard the clink of gold. She waited for her noble Lord, and thought. "Where can he be!" But as the hours dragged slowly. on, "He cometh not," said she. 6 At last, enraged. shewent"Tnside the"grand salon of chance. . About the crowded tables there she cast a sweeping glance. And, seated near a roulette wheel, his bright eyes staring wide. Mad with the gambling fever,. stfc.her errant Lord espied! lii ' rrn r-nn rTT" ""wnwiiiam. ab 7 She-watched hlm scattefgolden coins, and lose and loseoncciuore. She saw him bet enormous sums and do it o'er and o'er. ' At last he rose, "Cleaned outl" he moaned. "Another fortune spent! Now for the Widow and her gold! She's gorto ive.coIlsent,' 8 He turned. Hc sawthc Widowthereand shuddered at her glance, "Oh, no,' she cried. "My Lrd, forime you haven't got a chance! My fortune might have all been yours You've thrown away a prize. YOU'VE LOSTi WHILE I I GUESS I'VE WON!" exclaimed the WdoiK 13 oomis mi)