154th ballot. W. H. Smith.”n«Keep Vour Kye oil Tony!Every Pierrette knows the clothier, A.D. Hcngel, better known as “Tony,” and Ton: Phillips, the furniture dealer. Both are well known practical jokers, and will He awake at nights to conjure up schemes to trap one another. Just now Tony lias a horse on Tom, but—well “You just wait” says Tom.Tom once followed mining for a living, and was one of the first gang that entered the Black IIIlls, where fabulous sums were panned oul every day. and you can’t fool him on the color of the muff.Al)out fivo years ago Tony bought a gold nugget of an Indian, which he keeps in his safe. The other day Phillips came In while Tony was cleaning oul the safe, and a scheme suddenly siruck Tony so liurd that he nearly fainted with suppressed mirth. lie stepped over to Phillips with a mysterious air and said “Tom, what is that—gold or copper?” Tom’s ' eyes diluted, but affecting a disinterested i manner he Informed Tony It was only-copper, at the same time asking him to let him take It, and to make sure he would have it tested. Tony gave it to him, ana inside of ten minutes Jeweler Uuggli* had thoroughly tested It, and entered Into u solemn compact with Tom j to work Tony as hard as they could for * Information as to where he secured it, and to at once organize a stock companyBwh;tlT11fc01tlaitlqlt;itfrtlband proceed to line their pockets with %millions!Accordingly Tom returned to Tony and waited til certain customers left the store when he approached him and hissed “Its the pure stuff, where did you get It?” Tony feigned excitement and after swearing Tom on a stack of clothing never to divulge—told him he bad picked It out of a gravel bed that had been opened on bis lots while grading. Tom forthwith |fc entered Into details of how they should organize a company with as few as possl- | * hie, taking in Fred Huggins and one or j * two others. He then said ho would j1 hitch up his delivery wagon and asked i *• Tony to go up with him and he would get j * one or two pans full, take It home and 1^ wash It and report. Tony agreed and 8 although it was a bitter cold day, they went up and Tom throw several shovels full Into a blanket-and took It home:The next day he came in to see Tony and the latter at once asked what the result was. “I got one or two nuggets about the size of a pip head.” Tony ceuld contain'himself no longer and the suggestion of a pin head made him burst, lie backed off behind a pile of clothing and holding a gun on Tom, told him hew he got the nugget. Tom does not let on— but is quietly figuring on Tony’s scalp just the same.