The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1875-09-03

the start, and, while he looked sInilnhR
and confident, the gambler appeared to
grow excited and uneasy. His money
was raked across the table until the
Georgian had two hundred in green
backs before him. The stakes had been
light up to this time, both men seeming
to fear each others skill. The Georgian
proposed to increase them and the gam
bier agreed. In ten minutes the latter
had his two hundred dollars back. Luck
had turned. The Georgian lost twenty
dollars, then fifty dollars, then eighty
dollars, then one hundred dollars.
The gamblers face wore quiet smile
as the Georgian became nervous. His
hands trembled as he held up his cards,
and his face was wet with moisture.
"Come, gentlemen" said one of the
group, "let's have general hand for
amusement and then turn in"
The Georgian looked up with fixed
glance, and replied
CT have lost 800. He must give me
a fair show %
The play went on. The heap of green
backs at the gamblers right hand grew
larger. Once in a while the Georgian
won, but he lost ten for every one he
gained. He finally laid down his cards,
pulled roll of bills from his breast
pocket, and counted out $500. This was
his pile. In less than ten minutes every
dollar had been added to the gambler 8
heap.
Gentlemen, will you smoke ?" asked
the gambler as he turned around and drew
his cigar lease.
They knew his true character in spite
of his disguise, and they refused.
81 am sorry for my FRIEND" he con-
tinued, biting at the end of cigar, "but
you will agree that the play was fair. "
The Georgian had passed out on the
promenade deck. The gambler turned
to his stack of bills and was counting
them, when there was a short exc1ama-
ton, the sounds of brief struggle, and
the little woman with blue eyes and
chestnut curls entered the cabin. She
was half undressed, shawl thrown over
her shoulder, and she had revolver in
hand.
No one had seen her leave her state
room and cross the cabin. No one knew
that her husband had the revolver in his
hand as she softly came upon him. =" Go
back !" he whispered.
am coming in moment.
With swift motion she seized the
weapon, wrenched it from his grasp, and
rs she came down the cabin to the table
at which the gambler sat, and around
which half dozen men yet fingered, her
blue eyes were full of fire.
The gambler looked up.
The hammer of the revolver came up
with double click.
A white arm stretched out, and the
muzzle of the revolver looked straight
into the gamblers face.
He turned pale the men fell back.
For half minute the deep silence was
broken only by the faint splash of the
paddle-wheels.
$50 !" she said.
He looked into her flaming eyes as if
he could bluff her.
"Gop
He rose up and reached for the money.
leave it," she whispered, making a
threatening motion with the revolver.
He retreated back.
She followed.
Foot by foot he backed across the
cabin, the muzzle of the revolver always
on a line with his face. He backed
through the door, on the promenade deck,
and the railing was there.
Jump! !" she whispered.
The boat was running along within
three hundred feet of the shore. Over
the rail to the water was terrible leap.
"You can have the money!" he said.
Jump !" she repeated.
"I will not !"
The arm came up little, and the light
from the cabin showed him n cold,
strange, determined look on her face.
He turned about, shivered, and was over
the rail, leaping far out, and unable to
suppress cry of alarm as he felt him
self going down.
The boat swept along, the arm fell,
and, re-entering the cabin, she sat down,
leaned her head ON the table, and wept
bitterly.
The passengers said she was a
"brick."
Was she p Vicksburg Herald.