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Updated: July 4, 2025
Pa Takes the Place of the Fat Woman with Disastrous Results A Kentucky Colonel Causes a Row Pa Tries to Roar Like a Lion and the Rhinoceros Objects Pa Plays the Slot-Machine and Gets the Worst of It. This has been an eventful week with the show.
I got a wire hairpin and went over to the slot-machine, but when I had finally dug out the money I could hardly see it for tears. It began when the old doctor died. I suppose you have heard of Hope Sanatorium and the mineral spring that made it famous.
He put his arm round her wildly and implanted the vestige of a kiss somewhere near her neck. "There's something white about you," mused Marcia "but it doesn't sound very logical." "Oh, don't be so darned reasonable!" "I can't help it," said Marcia. "I hate these slot-machine people!" "But we " "Oh, shut up!" And as Marcia couldn't talk through her ears she had to.
I was working at the slot-machine, and I heard her sniff behind me as she hung up her mirror on the window-frame. She tried the curler on the curtain, which she knows I object to, but she was too full of her subject to be sulky for long. "I wish you could see Blanche Moody!" she began again, standing holding the curler, with a thin wreath of smoke making a halo over her head.
If some folks were healthy they'd be lonesome. But when things had got quiet except Mr. Moody dropping nickels into the slot-machine I happened to look over at Miss Patty, and I saw there was something wrong.
Riding uptown in the subway he had caught a glimpse of himself in a slot-machine mirror. His face was pale and somehow shrunken. He looked at his hands. The skin hung loose where the little pads of fat had plumped them out. "Gosh!" he said. "Gosh, I " He thought, then, of the red-faced farmer who used to come clumping into the cold-storage warehouse in his big boots and his buffalo coat.
There were bridge tables going, and five hundred, and a group around the slot-machine, while the crocheters formed a crowd by themselves, exchanging gossip and new stitches. About twelve o'clock Mr. Thoburn came in, and as he opened the door, in leaped Arabella. The women made a fuss over the creature and cuddled her, and when I tried to put her out everybody objected.
Riding uptown in the Subway he had caught a glimpse of himself in a slot-machine mirror. His face was pale and somehow shrunken. He looked at his hands. The skin hung loose where the little pads of fat had plumped them out. "Gosh!" he said. "Gosh, I " He thought, then, of the red-faced farmer who used to come clumping into the cold-storage warehouse in his big boots and his buffalo coat.
Make a good prayerful search and find out; then stop dropping things into the devil’s slot-machine, turn your attention to learning how to operate God’s joy machine, and I am sure you will soon see a gratifying change.” As Brother Littlejoy walked out of the door, he said to himself, “I think Brother Joyful is right; I will begin working the other machine.” Be brave. Only the brave are strong.
When towards the close of the nineteenth century some inventive craftsman hit upon the idea of an automatic machine to supply candy, a box of cigarettes, or a whiff of perfumery, he may or may not have borrowed his idea from the slot-machine of Hero; but in any event, instead of being an innovator he was really two thousand years behind the times, for the slot-machine of Hero is the precise prototype of these modern ones.
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