"It was one of the Delaware lotteries."
"Do you know the name of it?"
"No, but I'll tell you what I'll do. The fellow I was speaking of gets lottery papers regularly. I'll ask him for one, and send it to you as soon as I get back to the city."
"I wish you would," said Joshua. "Wouldn't it be splendid if I could draw a prize of a thousand dollars?"
"I'll bet it would. It would make you independent of the old man. You wouldn't care much for his twenty-five cents a week then?"
"No, I'd tell him he might keep it till he got rich enough to afford me more."
"He'd open his eyes a little at that, I reckon."
"I guess he would. When are you going back to the city?"
"The last of this month. My time will be up then."