The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1878-03-08

knew his man, ana nau peffect cOntrOl |
of himself. He said nothing, did moth
ing; but quietly retired. He was voted
a coward, of course, by the throng. The
next day passed and he was not seen. 1t
was supposed he had quit the city. That
evening the staggering duelist who had
given him o mortal affront was in the
rotunda, the lion of the night. Sudden
ly the Mississippian appeared He
strolled across the rotunda to where the
duelist was standing, and, without a
word, seized him by the mustache and
goatee. jerked his mouth open and spot
down his throat. He was challenged on
the spot. He accepted, and being the
challenged party had the choice of
weapons. This was why he had bided
his time. He selected Mississippi rifles
Mt forty yards. The meeting took place
the following day out on the old Metal
RE Course, and at the first fire the pro
fessional fell dead. with an ounce ball
through his brain.
Such was the state of society in New
Orleans at that time that it was the uni
versal custom at all balls and receptions,
even of select character. given ut
either the ST. Louis or st. Charles Ho-
searched for concealed weapons in the
dressihg-room before he was allowed to
enter the ballroom. Upon one occa-
sion, at a ball given at the ST. Louis
Hotel, two men, both reputed gentlemen
of wealth and standing in the COM
munity, quarreled about an engagement
to dance with lady. High words
passed, and it was supposed that duel
must be had on the next day; but one
of them, few minutes later, dropped
note with So gold piece inclosed, by
a string, to one of the hackmen on the
pavement below. The note contained a
: request to obtain Thug knife, and
fasten it to the string This was done,
and the murderous weapon n few mo-
ments afterward was in the possession
of the soon-to-be murderer. A Thug
knife is short, dagger-shaped blade,
with cross-handle of hard wood. 1t is
grasped as corkscrew is when you are
about to pull out cork, the blade pro-
truding about six or eight inches from
the clenched hand, between the two mid
die fingers. Concealing this weapon,
the scoundrel requested the man with
whom he had quarreled to step aside for
q moment to an ante-room. The request
} was complied with, and no sooner had
the door closed upon them than the I'M
suspecting man was struck to the heart
with the Thug knife and instantly
killed. The murderer was arrested and
allowed to give bail, but was not tried;
and was told that he is yet living in
New Orleans, and, strange as it may
seem, is q respected member of society.
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at the Cotton Exchange. High words
passed, but no challenge followed. A
few evenings afterward while they were
Mt q social club, one OF them, without q
word of warning, drew a revolver. The
other threw up his hands, said he was
not armed, and begged for his life, which
was not granted. He was shot dead.
An arrest and trial followed, but the
jury rendered a verdict of acquittal.
In those days New Orleans was the
gamblers paradise. Poker-playing on
the Mississippi packets was a fashionable
amusement. Every body, from the
wealthy planter and officers of the boat
down to the cabin-boys and decihands,
played poker. Marvellous st tories are
told of the nerve displayed by gamblers
in betting. The game was usually a
square one, because the players handled
pistols and bowie knives as deity as
they did the cards. 1t was not an in
frequent occurrence for the desperate
gambler, alter he had staked all his
money, to put up his faverite darkey,
whom he carried with him as valet. Z.
B. S. Pinchback. it is we'll known, lost
an old master and gained n new one at n
card table on Mississippi steamboat.
Every description of game was in
vogue in New Orleans at this time; and
to this day, although the population is
shorn of its ancient wealth, it is still
essentially gambling community. The
Louisiana Lottery Company, monop-
oily licensed by the State, brings to les
fortunate stockholders a princely rev.
enue. Lottery Offices are to be found
on every sqnare. Lottery tickets are
displayed in the windows of tobacco
stores, millinery shops, shoe shops, and
ia bar-room windows. As class, how
ever, the professional gamblers of ante
bellum times have almost disappeared;
so have the famous duelists. Almost
any old resident of New Orleans can tell
you famous stories of renconters between
gamblers in the basement under the ro-
tunda of the St. Charles Hotel. A half
octagon shaped bar faces you as you en-
ter this basement from ST. Charles street.
J A free lunch is spread here every day
, from IL until o'clock, and, of course, il
) is the favorite drinking place of New Or
, leans. A gentleman described to me q
fight that occurred in this bar-room Just
prior to the war.
= Two gamblers, who had quarreled
{ about an octoroon girl, met here. One
3 OF them was standing at the bar drink
ing. Looking over his shoulder he saw
his enemy approaching. He wheeled,
drew a small five. chambered revolver.
i and as the other advanced fired at him
: three times, each time the bullet striking
him in the breast. Without falterino.
: or even quickening his pace. the one
I who had been shot advanced, and. as the
? fourth barrel of the revolver missed fire.
cut down his man with a sweeping blow
of his bowie knife. An instant later the
o man who had been shot swooned. and
was carried to the drugstore across St.
2 Charles street, and there he died q few
. hours afterwnrd. My acquaintance. who