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tative voice, " I confess that, Uke Miladi here, I
fail to altogether appreciate the moral horror of
a game at baccarat entertained by a municipaUty
which in its legislation legaUses the lottery. AU
gaming may be prejudicial to the moral health
of mankind; it is certainly so to thefr purses. I
am prepared to admit, even in face of Madame
MUa's direst wrath, that aU forms of hazard are
exceedingly injurious to the character and to the
fortunes of every person tempted by them. It
may be impossible even to exaggerate thefr bane¬
ful influences or thefr disastrous consequences.
But how can a government which publicly
patronizes, sustains, and enriches itself by
lotteries, have any logic in condemning the
pastime of hazard in a private drawing-room
or a private club-house ? I confess I cannot see
how they reconcUe botii courses. A govern¬
ment, whatever it be, should never be an
" Lotteries are to us what buU-fighting is to
Spaniards, and revolutions are to the French,"
said Carlo Maremma. "Every nation has its
especial craze. The lottery is ours "