The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1864-11-10

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tsoRli us9d hed odw a-9E7edrdFrd va
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my stats ROBIN with Muster. n'Savs him
Msistafa~ saidl, The dds didenot hssd al
other Invitation, snd he caught him and helt
1hi%iup, Just tas hsisho~eds yos, Until the
steamers bost bpicked them both up snti
brousht them On board again. The captain
csms down ON Roddsn, rbdtr rRodden dre%Ia
bowie knife and showed fght. Tho boat
had touched At Memphis, and before any.
thing coold be done he broke away and was
clear. HIS mother, elegant and iimperturba in
bic 8 svcr, had their baggage taken, ashore e
and, were soon on our way, like the river
and lits, and al that sort o{ thing, .nnd forr;
GOT II, about ths adventure. On, can't re-.
member everything, Is the man man said whom
he went "a, the, woods. "a, chop and forgot his
*. I got through With n my 7 5asii 81 IL ness at New
Ofleana # vasa city then, full Of wealt b
and beauty, lying. purple grape in the sun
full Of luciops pulp aud Sweetness. We'll, it
is Just like !, grape akin now, sucked and
thrown under foot u be 9rodden on d, but
we'll adjourn that subject. el'% .'9'sf''i'.'7
On the 9th Of Nay I left New Orleans e
return North I Vent aboard that palace or
. boat, Black Hawk, and almost the iirst per
son saw was Rod1en's mother. There she
was. " WITH the same stateiy presence, the
same shaven forehead, aud false front, the
same rich lacs and moifs antique, 70 which
were now added flashing jewell; and there
was the pretty little woman, with her baby
now about a year old, and both dressed in
the same snowy manner; and presently I
saw the hatd.faced gambler, Ridden. The
young mother and her baby looked pale and
ili; the oh mother and her hopeful looked
flushed and eager for prey. paid 50 much
attention to those people, and thought 50
much Of what they had probably BEEN doing
an winter IN New Orleans, that rather neg
lActed TIE other passengers ;but the day az:
ter we started 4 Observed d particularly
green.io5king individual with light flaxen
hair, an awkward slouched hat, blue home
spun pantaloon>, and q butternut-c -colored
coat, which seemed to me both homespun
and home made. he hal old yarn gloves oon,
which ne never removed. except to put on
old leather or kid ones. I watched the gam
bier, for'it had somehow transpired that This
gawky homespun individual had beer to
New Orleans with considerable cargo of
bacon and cheese Ithsught u, poor Gree,
and his three thousand dollars. One dayI
saw Roddeh and the stranger r-"Iks, 50 he
called mseif-together. "a sr'aft si.il e7af
"No matter about nv name, mister, !" said
he, ''call ma IKE, I'll answer to that. till the
cows come home. You can't come II over
me BY calling me mister How DO know
but you are ono Of them fellows that plays
poker, and allus winsS g r,ia" = yi'7'af
~ never played biat three games 81 poker
ii my life," said Rodden ;abut III play eu-
chre with you for the drinks" .7sR 'id'
mo You don't Look o'here. mister !"
pulling down the lower eyelssh, do you see
Anything green thetefr'i 7sdsid sa'ed eo.i
9 81 SEE you have cut your sysiteeth, ~ said
Rodden. he"f wouidn't undertake to cheat
you, ifcheating was my trade, which. II am
happy to say, It isrnot:, t:,sTeqsq I98sr slsI
''You d9n't sayf Goodlookins but ye
can't come in. 'oI shan't play for the drinks.
nor for nothing else. promised S6sy, when
come awsy, that Z wouidn,t tich Arid
the hun time that WIS %; and f10o5 rm6fe I
WON'T. You see, I've thousand dollars worth
Of bacon and cheese woaidn't be 40 shskss
It an to one Of them fsliers that plays poker.
"That's so," said 'Rodden. "Ysu are wise.
ayes and that amt the hull ont. for my
money sin the csp'n's safe, and ~hse sanors.
ten stay there tin half an hodr before land
aAt-yes, at-bnt whsrs At Is youlF have
to find out. for told Susy I'd keep q dark
u sWoodehacks hole, ana not taik to no
body, more than. was rainy necessary. Ar 10
you, \ would pat mind Eelli YOU, fdr / took
70 Sou,s wopst. You are auart, but Xou
can't keep q hotel. or yor ~ouldn't com sst
me about ksirds. You might have known
| wouldn't ply, " ths loOks of ms, ''e''
Rodden was psrssHeripg; the man in home
spun WAS Arm. The young wife seemed
pore IL, terrified and miserable every hour;
the old mother more hard. proud and impe-
rsous. She would take the baby, keep Il
from its mother, ed. believe, pinch L.
simply t. torture ths poor woman. Rodden
tsyet intsrlsred tcpsotect her, what a1ifs
thas y poor thing VS. leading, .pd ,xhss |. stp
7 .oos ssaasn.ng I heard koddeq taxing 70
ths gswky man about plAy.. " 'lls h'a1
aLook otAes ,aQw,r ssid tic latter. esf
yoo stss says kairds to ms. Tin pitch into
yeq: 7 "a Z t4.aSg SO'@ay word, Especially
When ny words given 70 Susy. but have
gut ! .pocket full Of dice, and they sin't losd- |
"a dics nuthst. 81 you want 10 pi4y enough
u bet something handsoMis agsia az Ter
6.cksf boz, TIL ,plsy vit6 ydd.. ss' 90
BE drew out very ancient silver bog, Of
about, Ave dollars weight, and laid it upon
the table. ,Rodden sat down to business,
With : CLEAN ia his dark eye that meant mis-.