C.O.C.A. Times

Issue: 2003-July - Vol 2 Num 8

Dotnino and the Devils
by John Peterson
"What in heaven's name is that thing"? I looked up
from my latest love to see Dearly Beloved standing
in the doorway to my workroom, staring at the
British game I had just retrieved from my most
recent trip. I had to admit, when you objectively
looked at "Domino, Model 4," it was a pretty sad
affair. "So," she continued, "how much did you pay
for this one and how much time are you going to
waste on it"? Trying not to show the hurt, I replied,
"I'm making $150.00 per hour on this baby".
"You're kidding" she hooted. "You'd have to sell
this thing for thousands of dollars to make that kind
of money". "Not at all", I replied, "Any shrink
worth his Prozac would be chargin me at least
$150.00 per hour. This way, I can save that money
plus my mother's reputation at the same time, to say
nothing about having loads of fun fixing up this
sweetheart". Snorting with disbelief followed by a
muttered "Why didn't I listen when Mother tried to
warn me"? Dearly Beloved headed upstairs, shaking
her head and I was left again to my dreams of past
splendor and future promise. I was about to begin
another exciting odyssey and I could hardly wait.
But, I'm getting ahead of myself.. ...
the condition of the playfield it concluded with
"very ornate castings and very very intricate com-
plete beautiful mechanism. Much of the mechanism
is brass and completely unmessed with. Easy
restoration on this one so bid to win. Never seen one
like it, sure it is rare!" There were two pictures and
they displayed what looked to be a complete
machine in fair to good condition with the cloth
playfield in need of replacement.
I never had a chance. I would close my eyes and all
I could see was this lonely orphan calling to me. I
looked the machine up in my reference book and
verified that it was made by Handan-Ni in 1913.
Would you tum your back on a gently 90-year old
guest from another country? Of course not! Neither
could I. I had to have it.
I hesitate to tell you the next part of the story for fear
you will think less of me, or even worse, you'll
think more of me and have opportunity to use my
system against me. I don 't do this very often, only
when I find something that I really, really want and
think I cannot afford if the auction goes to it's natu-
ral conclusion. If you play on Ebay, you know the
Recall, if you will, our "Buy it Now" function . For the uninitiated, it is a
last adventure ("This price (normally above the starting price) at which
Comdog Won't Hunt", the seller offers to stop the auction and sell the item
C.O.C.A. July 2002) to the buyer if the buyer agrees to the price stipulat-
and you will recognize ed. Only a fraction of the auctions on Ebay have this
the usual suspects: feature. In this particular case, I approached the sell-
Ebay, rental car, cockpit er with what I like to think of as a "Sell it Now"
transportation and a offer. The enticement to him was an offer substan-
hapless optimism. The tially over his starting price. What he had to weigh
Ebay title this time was was my offer to stop the auction early at my price
another winner: "Rare against letting the auction continue knowing that I
===---' Early Penny Arcade" might be able to get the item at a lower price if no
it shouted. In the body of the description, it one bid up to my offer. In this case, the seller was
explained that this was a British game by the firm agreeable and we made the deal.
Handan-Ni Ltd. of London sporting the jaunty name
"Domino, Model 4". After a breezy description of As with my other successful auctions, I was able to
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Domino, Model 4 was listed in the British reference
"bible", Arcades And Slot Machines With A-Z
British Manufacturers 1870 - 1970 by Paul
Braithwaite as technically having been manufac-
tured by London Automatic Machine Company, the
successor to Handan-Ni LTD. of London. (Should
you wish to add this book to your collection, contact
fellow C.O.C.A. member and all around good guy,
Roger Hilden at www.Crowrivertrading.com. Tell
Roger I sent you!) According to Braithwaite, the
name change was due primarily to the difficulty the
Handan-Ni employees had getting their potential
customers to understand the name of the company
over the telephone. The game is a basic ball-catch-
ing scheme. You deposit a large British penny in the
slot and receive six wooden balls. You then turn the
handle at the bottom right of the case and a wood
ball is propelled to the top where it drops out the
center hole and onto the pinfield. With the large
knob on the left midway up the case, you control the
cup and attempt to catch the ball as it exits the pin-
field. If you are successful, you turn the right knob
midfield and it advances the arrow (which is miss-
ing on my game) in the center of the domino circle
on the bottom portion of the playfield. If you are
skilled enough to be able to catch four balls, the
"jackpot" is released and you receive a grand total
of one penny. Quite a handsome return for all that
effort, won't you agree? Right?? Who am I kidding?
Compared to the American slots of the same vin-
tage, this is a game designed by Old Scrooge him-
self. So, what gives with the miserly payout on these
British games? And why do you have to work so
hard to get it? To answer this question, it is impor-
tant to recognize the differences between the
American and British approaches to gambling and
their national personalities to some extent.
negotiate the priviledge of coming to pick up the
machine in person, The seller would just have to
hold on to it for a month or so until I could arrange
my schedule to get a layover in a nearby city. The
seller was in New Jersey, a little way over the state
line from Philadelphia. He agreed.
The next month found me in my rental car buzzing
Northbound late one afternoon on my way to
assume custody to my newest child. All I can say is
"Thank God for Mapquest" ! Without that service, I
would still be driving around the countryside of
southern New Jersey. I will never understand why
Jimmy Hoffa wanted to be buried under the express-
way next to Newark Airport when there are miles
and miles of bucolic
countryside just over the
Pennsylvania State line.
As the sun was setting in
the West, I pulled into the
palatial estate of the sell-
er. He met me in the
garage and introduced
me to "Domino, Model
4". It was love at first
sight. I vaguely remem-
ber him saying something about "don't refinish the
case" but that's about it. I was afraid he would
change his mind even though I had already paid for
the machine. Besides, I was the British game expert,
not him. I put the game in my car and started back
on my two-hour drive to my hotel outside the airport
in Philadelphia.
I'm going to leave out the part where I get lost.
There seem to be certain consistancies to my adven-
tures and unfortunately, getting lost is one of them.
This time, I had no one to blame but myself and the
twisty, turny little roads I was navigating in the dark.
I did eventually find my way back to my hotel. I got
the machine through Security the next morning with
no trouble and the ride home in the cockpit was
uneventful as well. All the way home, I kept think-
ing: "I'm a brain surgeon! I'm a brain surgeon!!
This will be such a piece of cake"! I could not have
been more wrong.
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In America, the earliest gambling devices were
games of chance. You deposited your money and set
the machine in motion. From that point forward,
Lady Luck was your co-pilot, stewardess and bag
smasher. American ingenuity vested in creating big-
ger and bigger jackpots inside more ornate case-
work. Even our trade stimulators, for the most part,
were games of chance. It was in keeping with the

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