The Money Making Game

The first of all English gaines !s snaking money. ïhat is an all absorbing game, and we knock each otber down oftener in plajing at tbat than at iootball or any other rougber sport, and it is absolutely without purpose. No one who engages heartily in tbat game ver knows wby. Ask a great money maker wbat he wants to do witb bis money - be never knows. He doesn't mako it to do auything witb it. He gets it only tbat he inay get it. " What will you make of what you have got?" you ask. "Well, I'll get more, " he says. Jnst as at cricket you get more runs. There's no use in tbe runs, but to get ïnore of them thau otber people is tbe game. Andtbere's nouse in the money, but to have more of it than other people is the game. So all tbat great foul city of Londou tbere - rattling, growling, smoking, stinking - a gbastly heap of fermenting brickwork, pouring out poisou at eyery pore - you fancy it is a city of work? Not a street of it! It isa great city of play; very nasty play, and very bard play, but still play. It is only Liord's cricket ground without the tnrf - a buge billiard table without the cloth, and with pockets as deep as the bottomless pit, but mainly a billiard table after all.