New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-11-22

whole attention was given to those two.
The young man lost from the first deal.
Rouleau after rouleau was swept from
the table by HIS watchful old opponent;
but still he played on. The large sums
he lost, and his pale, excited face, deep
" interested me, and | stayed on and
watched him until late at night, when
he left, his last Napoleon gone.
CATER supping at cofee-house, I
went back to my room at the hotel, but
for some cause could not sleep. The
heat was oppressive, and my room
small; besides, the game had been
watching had excited me strangely, and
only fell into troubled sleep near
morning.
Il was awakened about daylight by
voices in the adjoining room-those Of
q man and woman, evidently. The
mans voice was low and pleading, and
the woman seemed to be crying. 1could
hear enough to understand that she
was refusing him some request, for his
tones became loud and threatening, and
at last heard him say:
If you refuse me, you seal my ruin
and your own. have no more gold
and ! must have the diamonds to re-
trieve myself
''Hysterical sobs were the only an
swer he received, and he continued:
Something tells me shall win to-
night, and must have the ring
':Never, Charles! cannot give it up.
It is all have left. It was my mothers,
and will not let it leave me.''
''The mans voice was sochOked with
passion that his words were inarticu-
late, but with burst of wild anger he
left. slamming the door after him. The
woman's sobs became lower, her crying
ceased, and fell into another nap, not
waking until near ten.
II saw neither of my gambling ac-
quaintances that day, and the night
found me again in Monsieur Carlos
rooms. The old man was again on
hand-not satisfied, thought, with his
winnings of the night before and again
I saw CLEAN of satisfaction cross his
face as his victim of the previous even
ing came in and got ready to play.
Make your game-the game is
made upr cried the dealer, and was
about to deal the cards, when the young
man who had just entered called out,
in a loud voice:
Fifty Napoleons upon the red!'
Seeing he placed no money upon
the table, the croupicr paused a mo-
ment, then said:
''Sir, you must stake the money
The gambler started and turned paler
than ever, long, shuddering sigh
broke from him as he felt first in one
pocket, then in another, and finally
grasped his hat and fled from the room.
The playing went on for while longer,
and then one by one they went out,
leaving only the attendants, the old,
keen-eyed gambler aud myself present.
Something indefinable feeling of
interest in the unhappy young man who
had left the house in such despair
short time before-held me there.
must see if he returned.
Suddenly the door opened, and he
ran in, as if fleeing for his life. I shall
never forget that sight, Louie. His face
was CHASTITY, his dress disordered, and
he trembled as though with ague. AS
he rushed up to the table, in the strong
glare of the lights, I saw great drops Of
perspiration standing on his brow. He
thrust his hand in his pocket and tossed
q ring down before his opponent.
There! it is worth ten thousand
francs. Now cover my stakes he
cried.
Il instantly recognized the beautiful
diamond as the one his wife had worn
in the cars, and the conversation had
heard that morning came back to my
memory, and knew my fellow-travel-
lers were the man and woman I had
heard disputing in the early morning
hours. But he had succeeded in over
coming her determination, for he had
the ring, and my heart ached for the
poor wife as wondered how he had OBJ
tanned it.
s Red! I bet on the red!' again
shouted the young man; and in a mo-
ment the croupier called Black wins!'
and the ring was no longer his.
''With wild cry the wretched loser
fled from the house; and, completely
unnamed by what had seen, return
ed to my hotel, hoping the young man
would soon follow me.
Il found them all-travellers, pro-
prietor and servants-wild with excite
ment over the murder of the beautiful
Russian lady. An hour before her maid
had gone to her room, and found her
deluged in blood from a wound in her
head, and dead. The husband had
been in, and left some few moments be-
fore. i went up to her apartment, and
to the bed where she lay Her exqui-
site face was fairer than in life, for it
had lost the unhappy look, and seemed
at peace. AS turned to leave the room
1 saw this picture among heap of
things turned out of mans travelling
case, and appropriated it. Probably the
husband had tossed it there in his search
for some valuables to risk at the gamb-
ling-table.
'sThe miserable man took his life be.
fore he was apprehended for his crime,
and the old gambler who, first in one
disguise, then in another, had followed
the easily-duped victim from city to
city and won many thousands from
: him, left Paris before the husband and
wife were carried to their last resting
place in the beautiful burying- ground
where his forefathers slept.
Louie, this is why refused to play,
even with Howard, last evening. ]
have never touched cards since, and ]
never can again.
les Man.