The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-02-18
THE GOOD OLD DAYSI IN KENTUCKY.

SOl. Duuu NY utltu-
ton to the increase of morals on the
part of the Legislature, only this morn
ing. He said 50 L can readily forgive,
sir, any omission of my correct title in
addressing me, as l see was the case in
your report of the meeting between my
self and Ensign Mulligan, few days
ago, but notwithstanding my modesty,
and small desire for blood, when it comes
to friendly greeting day after day, L
must, in honor to my soldierly achieve
ments and to my position in civil life,
insist that you shall either cau me Mis-
ter or Colonel Just as you please !;
but with dignity" l am not a Major,
SIR"
The necessary correction was made at
once, when the Colonel proceeded, with
an atfability and politeness that have
rarely seen excelled, even in the more
Southern States, to tell what he knew
about poker-playing in Frankfort. He
said 81 have frequently seen, sir, III
this capital-and L am sorely hurt, sir,
that things have so vastly changed-as
much as $500 bet on a pair of deuces."
"In money z" / eagerly inquired.
"In money! No, sir. A Kentucky
gentleman has no occasion to carry his
bank around with him. He marks his
winnings and losings on his shirt-cuf1s,
and when the latter exceed the former
he sends his linen to wash, and the whole
score is wiped out. L shall never forget,
the Colonel continued, shaking his fat
sides III mirth, "the hand that was
played between Judge Puterbaugh
and Col. Tanzy, five or six
years ago. l don't know what
either of them had, but both
of theM had all their money on the
table, and Col. Tanzy, drawing a check
out of his pocket, filed it up and said:
raise you, sir, $50. Judge Puter-
baugh gave an anxious glance at his
hand, and being satisfied with its con-
tents, apparently, called for a blank
check, himself, and, rapidly filling it up
and throwing it upon the table, said: L
see your raise, sir, and go you 5000 bet
ter. l am sincerely grieved at the cir
cumstance, the Colonel replied, but L
must play my hand ; and calling for an
other check, and filling it up, he went
the Judge thousand better. oh,
that's a mere bagatelle,' remarked the
Judge, L have check here for the
balance of the money i'll the world, and
guess you can't raise me above that.
That was settler, and the Judge took
the money; but l don't think 1 ever en-
joyed myself so much as when the
Colonel's and the Judges checks were
taken down to the bank the next day,
and both were found to be quite worth
less. The judge" the Colonel went on
10, fn,,1 e u
of draw, and, when he could come IN on
two pair, didn't care whether his Judi
cial circuit went to HI or not. At the
capital, one night, there was big pot
on the table, and it came down between
the Judge and a member from the saw
log region. They both seemed to have
good hands, and, after the preliminary
betting, the Judge raised his antagonist
$20-all the money he had before him.
"'I see that raise" exclaimed the
saw-log man, nervously showing his
cards together, and go you this pocket
book better, producing an old leather
wallet with fifty or hundred wraps
about it.
"'Oh, you do, do yous' said the
Judge, suspiciously cycling the battered
receptacle of wealth. We'll, then, L
am forced under the circumstances'-
reaching down into his overcoat pocket
and producing half dozen bran-new
wallets-'to go you five pocket books
better. Both gentlemen got their pis-
tolls out about that time, and the delicate
matter of examining the pocket books
was referred to committee of three of
the bystanders, who reported that there
was nothing in any of the wallets, when
the Judge and the lumberman cordially
shook hands across the board, and the
game went on.
81 never saw the Judge lay down but
one hand" the Colonel remarked as he
carefully brushed some particles of sand
off the curbstone with the end of his
cane, "and that was under rather pecu-
liar circumstances. The Judge and |
had been up at Louisa, on the Big Sandy,
getting some counterfeit money and a
few poisoned chicken gaffs, to fight
main with at Louisville, when we fell in
at Catlettsburg with Sandian, hell-bent
on playing poker. He didn't know any
thing more about poker than the babes
in the wood, but we humored him when
we got down TO business on the boat.