Around ten o’clock in the morning on June 27, all the residents of a small town gather in the town square for an annual lottery. The children arrive first and begin playing games and collecting stones. Bobby Martin, Dickie Delacroix, and Harry Jones form a pile of the stones in a corner of the square. The adults of the town arrive soon after. The mothers call their children to come stand with their families. Bobby Martin, who was the first child to start collecting stones, joins his family reluctantly.
Joe Summers, a childless man with a nag for a wife, conducts the lottery every year because he has the “time and energy to devote to civic activities.” He arrives carrying a black, wooden box. Mr. Graves, the postmaster, arrives with him, carrying a stool. Mr. Summers places the box on the stool and the townspeople keep their distance from it. The box has grown worn with age, and Mr. Summers often suggests making a new one. His suggestion has thus far been ignored, since the townspeople are wary of breaking with tradition. However, Mr. Summers did convince the town to agree to fill the box with paper slips instead of the more traditional wood chips on account of the growing population.
Before the lottery can start, Mr. Summers and Mr. Graves must make lists denoting the heads of families and households in the town. They also list the members of each household. Mr. Graves then swears Mr. Summers in as the official of the lottery. Some of the townspeople recall that there used to be other rituals. However, they cannot agree on the exact details of most of the rituals, because most of them have changed or been discarded over time. Just as Mr. Summers and Mr. Graves are about to begin the lottery, Tessie Hutchinson rushes into the square. She says that she forgot what day it was but rushed to the square as soon as she remembered. After being reassured that the lottery has not yet started, Tessie joins her family.
After Tessie settles in, Mr. Summers asks the crowd if everyone has arrived. Mr. Dunbar, who broke his leg, is absent. His wife agrees to draw for him since they do not have any sons old enough to do it. Mr. Summers asks if the Watson boy will be drawing for his family, and he nervously affirms. Mr. Summers then checks to make sure that Old Man Warner, the town’s oldest resident, arrived to the square. After verifying that everyone is in attendance, Mr. Summers says the lottery can begin.
Mr. Summers goes over the rules of the lottery: the head of each family draws a slip of paper, and no one is to look at their slip until everyone else has drawn. Most of the townspeople do not pay attention to Mr. Summers reciting the rules, because they have done this many times before. Mr. Summers then calls the head of each family to the stage one by one to draw a slip of paper. As people draw, Mr. Adams comments to Old Man Warner that some villages have stopped doing the lottery. Old Man Warner scoffs at the idea, claiming that it is “nothing but trouble.” He recites an old saying that suggests that the lottery is a form of sacred harvest right: “Lottery in June, corn be heavy soon.” Old Man Warner blames young people for the disintegration of tradition. As Old Man Warner goes up to the stage, he remarks that this is his 77th lottery.
After the last family head has taken a slip, Mr. Summers tells everyone to open their papers. The townspeople speculate on who got the marked paper, wondering if it is the Dunbars or Watsons. Word soon spreads that it is the Hutchinsons. Tessie insists that the lottery result is not fair, claiming that Mr. Summers did not give her husband enough time to draw the slip he wanted. Everyone scolds Tessie for the outburst, telling her to “be a good sport.”
Mr. Graves then puts five paper slips back into the box, including the one with the black dot that Bill Hutchinson drew in the first round of the lottery. Tessie protests the unfairness again, but she is ignored. Each member of the Hutchinson family—Bill, Tessie, and their children, Bill Jr., Nancy, and Dave—draws a slip from the box. The assembled crowd breathes a sigh of relief when little Dave’s slip is blank, and Bill Jr. and Nancy both triumphantly hold up their blank slips. It is then revealed that Tessie has drawn the marked slip.
Mr. Summers tells the crowd to “finish quickly.” The villagers then begin grabbing stones from the pile the children made earlier. Though they have forgotten many of the old traditions, “they still remembered to use stones.” As the villagers advance upon her with the stones, Tessie screams, “It isn’t fair, It isn’t right.”
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