Book Excerpt: in to pick up the fares from the last stop. In due course he halted before the inebriated one with the glittering tie-pin in the smoking compartment of the parlor car."Ticket, please," said Hawkeye."Too busy to buysh ticket," the man informed him, with heavy confidence. "Whash fare Loon Dam to Big Cloud?""One-fifty," said Hawkeye curtly.The man produced a roll of bills, and from the roll extracted a two-dollar note.Hawkeye handed him back two quarters, and started to punch a cash-fare slip. He looked up to find the man holding out one of the quarters insistently, if somewhat unsteadily."What's the matter?" demanded Hawkeye brusquely."Bad," said the man.A drummer grinned; and an elderly gentleman, from his magazine, looked up inquiringly over his spectacles."Bad!" Hawkeye brought his elbow sharply around to focus his lamp on the coin; then he leaned over and rang it on the window sill--only it wouldn't ring. It was indubitably bad. HawkeyeRead More
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