The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-03-15
A ROMAN FLUSH.
How the Greeks Were Full on Aces.
 A Dark Day for a Good Man.

Last Sunday. just as MT. Mulkittie reached his church, where he was 10 de- liver his sermon on the = Lack of true soul among the ancient Romans, he found, to his great annoyance tha, he had forgotten his manuscript. He called his son. who had accompanied him and told him to hurry home, 50 into the library, look into ,he top left-hand corner pigeon hole and bring him bunch of papers ted with a shoe string. The little fellow. pleased with commission of such im- pouanee. ran home. us, as he was entering the gate. his Uncle Henry. d reckless reptoba;e, stopped him and asked
 Where you going in such hurry, Willie?"
 The boy explained his errand. when the reprobate said
 ''l took that sermon out of the pigeon hole this morning after your father lett. intending 10 take 1t down to him but for 6ot II. W Sot IN HP staisf shuo U 9O1 .4 wait Ill go up, Fl bring it down
 The boy would wait, and Uncle Henry went into the house. Pretty soon, he returned with paper, tied as described. The boy hurried away, and the young man walked slowly down the street. chuckling in a cold. cruel way.
 "Reckin I'd better lay out day or two after this.' he unused. When the old man finds i, out he T bounce onto me"
 When the boy arrived a, the church. the congregation. not with patience either, was waiting for the minister to begin his discourse. Mr. Mulkittle se;1ed the papers eagerly. arose and began the prayeriul and songful prellminaries to his sermon. He told the congregation tha, he would depart from the conventional method. in that he wished to talk abou, a matter of ancient history. He had given the subject much study, and he hoped tha, each person present would observe the s,notest attention.
 The long delay had made him nervous and when he united the shoe-s,r ng and spread GU. the paper, he exhibited an embarrassment, which was rathar unusual with this self-possessed man.
 The ancien,s, he began were lack ing in those pure elements of high. low, lack and the game He stop ped, hardly able 10 believe this eyes, but ,he:e were the words, written above an ensure. He hdge,ed with the manuscript momen, aad continued
 With all of their pre,cnded research. they did no. know the ause oi flush, nor did they know the value of full on aces-' He stopped again. Old men looked al each other and young men tii- tered. The minis,ered punched" his papers, and strained his eyes. Some of the greates, of philo sophers," he con- tnued, greatly embarrassed, were men of learning, yet straigh, flush would have" He stopped again and rubbed his eyes. He skipped few lines and began again.
 "Pluiareh m hls lives tells us of many men who did no, kno~ a sequence from ! bob ,ail''
 He stopped and began to mutter.
 Here exclaimed an old deacon. you are no, in condition to preach io- day"
 Come d~~n,r exclaimed a reformed gam bier. The gay you are sizing up now makes me lonesome
 "l-I-l don, understand this said Mir. Mulkl,ile, s,ammerins in his per plexity. There-must be some mis- take
 Looks little that way" replied the reformed gambler. Come dowa, we can't stand such shufrie as shat'
 The good man persisted in holding his place and attempted to deliver the ser mon from memory, bu, in tha, strange and philosophically inexpheabie fasoi- nation for repeating a mistake, Mir. Null kittle spoke of Roman flush and Gre clans full on aces. This was much more than too much, and the aggravated gen. tlemAn lei the house, while the congre- gation stared at him in wonder.
 -Uncle Henry got the paper for me-" said the boy, joining his father.
 Did keT exclaimed Mir. Mulkitsle