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Fred was not a gambler: he had not that specific disease in which the

suspension of the whole nervous energy on a chance or risk becomes as

necessary as the dram to the drunkard; he had only the tendency to that

diffusive for which has no alcoholic intensity, but is

carried on with the healthiest chyle-fed blood, keeping up a joyous

i to desire, and

having no fears about its oeather, only sees the advantage there

aboard with it Hopefulness has a pleasure

ina throw of any kind, because the prospect of success is

certain; and only aas many as

possible a share in the stake Fred liked play, especially billiards,

as he liked hunting or riding a steeple-chase; and he only liked it the

better because he wanted money and hoped to win But the twenty

pounds' worth of seed-corn had been planted in vain in the seductive

green plot--all of it at least which had not been dispersed by the

roadside--and Fred found himself close upon the terhty pounds which he had deposited with