Alas, ere long they found him far too winning!

He seemed in love with chance—and chance repaid

His ardent passion with her fondest smile,

The sunshine of good luck, without a shade,

He staked and won—and won and staked—the bile

It stirred of many a man and many a maid,

To see at every venture how that vile

Small gambler snatched—and how he won them too—

A living Pam, omnipotent at loo!

Miss Wiggins set her heart upon a box,