The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-03-15
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.JoE,s. DASH AT POKER.
How Beautiful Expert at the Game Lost hi
Nerve.
Albany Times.

who oAiciates in that capacity il
the Delavan House. Uufortunatel,
Joe has an idea that he is an ex
pert at poker. He is very otter
anxious that some of the distin
guished poker experts who stop a
the Delavan should try him OF
those points, but, though Jo'
makes about S100 a week at tht
Delavan, he doesn't usually have
money to engage in any of tht
games of these experts, because ht
ssbucks" the faro banks too often.
Recently a good chance wai
| given Joe to show his skill. Sen
ator Woodin was playing a simple
game against Senator Mccarthy
and both of them are acknowledged
experts in the game, when Joe
happened in the room. Senator
Mccarthy at once said: "Here's
my man! Joe, will you take my
hand for a few moments? There
are several people down stairs who
want to see me-
Joe jumped at the chance. "Why,
of course, sah," he said, 'if Mr..
Woodin is agreeable"
Mr.. Woodin was agreeable, and
Mr.. Mccarthy left, first giving in
structions to Joe to play his best,
and bet up to any amount, depos.
iting $4,000 in crisp notes on the
table in front of him.
"Now," said he, Il am response
bic for anything you may do. Bet
according to your own views and
I'll back you"
With that be went out.
Joe dealt, and received a couple
of queens. MIR. Woodin imne.
diately bet $1,000 Joe's short
hair stood on end. He thought
that was pretty savage sort of
beginning. He'd Like to wait until
MIR. Mccarthy would come back.
Mr. Woodin said that he could not
sit two or three hours over a small
bet like that, and Joe must either
see it or pass. Joe lost heart, and
laid down his hand, showing two
queens. Mr.. Woodin inadvertently
laid down his hand as he pulled in
the wager, and showed q lonesome
pair of deuces.
"For the lands sake, Mr.. Wood.
in" said Joe, in terror, you didn't
never bet all that money on them
two little ones 2"
"There's the hand. If you can
find anything else in it, maybe I
didn't"
Joe sighed.
"Well," said he, eff you do that
often with me, you'll be a poor
man fore MI. Mccarthy gets
back"
Mr.. Woodin dealt, and Joe re-
ceived a pair of aces. He bet $3.50.
Mr.. Woodin promptly raised him
$1,000. Joe heaved q dreadful
sigh.
"Ain't there no limit to this
game?" he asked, helplessly.
'No, we never play with a limit,
remarked Mr.. Woodin, sharply.
Joe looked at him a long time.
"You tried that on me a little
while ago." said be, ''and I believe
you're bluffng. I see you, and I
want three cards."
He put up his money and drew
his cards. Mr.. Woodin saw his
countenance fall. Mr.. Woodin drew
one card. Joes anguish showed
itself in the heavy beads on his cor
rugated brow.
LANDS alive !" he muttered.
"Well, it's your bet,'' said Mr..
Woodin, calmly.
Joe had only his two aces.
II reckon I'll pass" he said.
"Well, what sort of business do
you call such slow performance
as this 2" said Mr.. Woodin, i'm.
patiently, 'I'll bet $4,000 more"
Joe glared like a fallen angel and
his hands trembled until the cards
ratified.
s:Mr. Woodin," he said, piteously:
ssiest do me favor. I don't want
10 play no other mans money, ano
I'll never do it again. Jest draw
all desc bets and let me quit. Mr.
Me- Carthy can do his own betting
I won't, at dem figures"