The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1878-05-30
A BLACK HILLS GAMBLER.

James A. Anderson, born in the state
of Maine, reared in affluence, grandu-
ate of Yale college, and destined for the
bar, arrived in the great city of New
York on the 18th of July, 1876, and enter
edupon career of dissipation, which cul
minated i'll determination to seek an
adventure in the Black Hills. He started
from New York with companion, hay
ing III his possession $4,000, and arrived
in the city of Deadwood without having
drawna sober breath. In Chicago he paid
q visit to q noted gambling hell, where
he won $1,000. He left the tigers den
about midnight, and as he was passing
down Dearborn street to his hotel he ives
attacked by two ruffians, who succeeded
in hurting him to the ground and were
about to rob him when steps were heard
approaching, and the robbers hastily de-
camped. In this adventure he had his
arm broken. He was taken to his hotel,
where the injured limb was set. At the
end of three weeks he was sufficiently
well to proceed on his way to the hills,
to which his companion had preceded
him. He arrived at the Ell Dorado in
September, and began anew his career
of dissipation. Strange to say, he was
fortunate gambler. Drunk or sober, he
invariably arose the winner, and one
time, it is said, he actually broke the faro
bank, cleaning the place out Of nearly
$1,000. Twice he was waylaid and rob-
bed, but he appears to have made a
point of carrying but a small amount OF
money. The professional gambler 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 as he &C.
quired it. But fortune deserted the
reckless youth. One night he entered a
gambling hell and encountered a man
named Broy. They were introduced,
had some wine together, and sat down to
game of poker. They played with vary
ing fortune for two hours, until at last
Anderson proposed to make the "ante"
$500. Broy assented. The cards were
dealt and Broy offered 800 on his hand.
Anderson saw him and went him $500
better. A crowd soon gathered about
the table. Broy saw the 5000 and went
him $500 better. The silence of death
reigned in the gambling house. Ander-
son looked at his hand cody and raised his
opponent $1,000. The money was depos-
tied as fast as called for. Without hesis
tation Broy saw the $1,000 and went him
$1,000 better. The excitement became
intense. A pin might be heard to drop
while the two men looked at the cards
they held. The face of Anderson was
very pale, while great drops of perspira-
tioE stood out on the brow of the gam
bier, Broy. 1t was an agonizing moment
TO Anderson, whose SAY" it was. He
looked at 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 at the stake,
and cried, pulling heavily loaded wallet
from his pocket: Il see you, and go you
$1,000 better!" lie deposited the money.
Anderson looked at the pile with SILVER.
He covered the money, however, and
then, IN a low, cool voice, said: "And
call you -Four kings" cried Broy
throwing down his cards. They were
good. Anderson held four queens. He
laid down his cards and staggered up
from the table, and walked unsteaG "
out of the room. From that day to this
nothing has been seen or heard of James
B. Anderson.