The New England Weekly Review

Two days ago,' says the Audience (French paper,) 'a country girl who had spent all her money at a lottery of handkerchiefs, collars, and other articles, on a public promenade at Versailles, offered her umbrella to the keeper of the stall, as security for some more tickets. The man refused to comply with her request, but told her that, if she would allow him to cut off her hair, he would give her in exchange for it twenty tickets. The poor girl, in the hope of redeeming her fortune, consented, and in a minute the scissors of the despoiler had deprived her of this ornament of her sex. The girl played on until nineteen of her tickets came up blanks. The twentieth was a prize. On opening the paper, the lottery-keeper read it aloud to the persons who were crowding around him, and who were convulsed with laughter—it was a comb!