The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1878-01-22
HIS LAST POKER.
Thousands Of Dollars Bet and Lost on a
Single Hand.

James b. Anderson, horn in the
state of Maine, reared in afluence, a
graduate of Yale College, and destined
for the Bar, arrived in the great city
Of New York OF the 10th day of July
1876, and entered upon a career of dis
sipation, which eliminated in a deter
mination to seek excitement and adj
venture in the Black Hills. lie started
from New York with. n companion,
having in his possession about 1900,
and arrived in the city of Deadwood
without once having drawn a sober
breath. In Chicago he paid n visit to
a noted gambling hell, and won $1,000.
He left the tigers den about midnight,
and as he vas passing down Dearborn
street to his hotel he was attacked by
two r%ufiians, who succeeded in hurting
him TO the ground, and were about to
rob him, when steps were heard ap-
preaching, and the robbers hastily de-
camped. In this adventure he had his
arm broken. He was taken to his no.
bSi, WhOiC VIC lnJuItu IiHiD WAS otl.
At the end of three weeks he was suf-
ficently well to proceed on his way to
the Hills, to which his companion had
preceded him. lie arrived ut the El
Dorado in September and began anew
his career of dissipation. Strange TO
say he was most fortunate gambler.
Drunk or sober he invariably arose a
winner, and one time, it is said, lie act
ually broke a faro bank, cleaning the
place out of $1,000. Twice lie was
waylaid and robbed-but he appears TO
have made a point of carrying but Il
small amount of money. The profess
sional gamblers grew to fear and hate
him for his extraordinary good luck. 1t
is said that while he was in the Hills
he won over $4,000, and spent his
money as recklessly rs he acquired it..
But fortune deserted the reckless
youth. One night he entered II gam
bling hell and encountered n man nam
ed Broy. They were introduced, had
some wine together, and sat down to u
game of poker. They played with vary
ing fortunes for two hours, until at last
Anderson proposed to make the ANTE"
$500. Broy assented, the cards were
dealt, and Broy offered 500 on his hand.
Anderson saw him and went him 5000
better. A crowd had gathered about
the table. Broy saw the 5000 and went
him $500 better. The silence of death
reigned in the gambling house. An
derson looked at his hand and cOolly
raised his opponent 81 900. The money
was deposited as fast as called for.
Without hesitation Broy saw the ST.
600 and went $4,000 better. The ex-
citement became intense. A pin might
have been heard to drop while the two
men looked at the cards they held. The
a of Anderson was very pale, while
great drops of pe%rspiration stood out on
the brow of the gambler Broy. 1t was
an agonizing moment to Anderson,
whose ''say'' it was. He looked ut the
pile of bills upon the table, saw it, and
then gazed into the hand upon which
so much depended, and in a low voice
said: What will you do, Broy?" The
latter looked mt the stake and cried,
pulling a heavily loaded wallet from
his pocket, 81 see you and go you So
600 better" He deposited the money.
Anderson looked at the pile with n
shiver. He covered the money, how
ever, and then in a low, cool voice said,
And l call you'll -Four kings!'
cried Broy, throwing down his cards.
They We're good, Anderson held four
queens. He laid down his cards and
staggered up from the table and walked
~unsteadily out of the room. From
that day to this nothing has been seen
or heard of James b. Anderson. Da-
kota Herald.