A New Game Of Chance

A story is related of jolly sugar planter who, in the days of specie and slavery, found bimself in New Orleans, with the proceeds of his erop in his pocket, anxious to invest thetn in the pursuitof happines8. Having duly primert himself at the St. Charles, he was wandeling along the streets in search of a faro bank, when his attention was attracted by an Italian, who was turning the crank of his handorgan, on the top of which moved and danced a numberof puppets, one of which held a píate for eontributions. Taking this for a novel gaine of chance, the planter, whollv unsophisticated and more than half inebriated, resolved to buck the tiger, and placed a $5 piece on the píate. The Italian ground on, the figure dexterously tilted the money in a basket, the Italian solemnly placed it in his pocket. " Here goes to get even," said the planter, as he planked a ten, which shared the same fate. " Fifteen out ; here's a twenty." The imperturbable Italian pooketed the twenty, and still turned the crank. Tbe disgusted planter departed with the remark : " Well, I never was lucky, but blained if I ever see a game before where all the percentage was in favor of the dealer !"