Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-04-12
kEH eRLkkkS GAMBLING.
Scenes in The Gambling Den, OF the
Crescent City.
Gruff Dealers and Boys Playing Keno all
Night Hundred Players in
one Room.


gers in a Magazine street car listened yes.
to-day morning to the conversation OF two
New Orleans girls who had met casually on
their way from market. One of them was
dressed in bright purple satin gown, With
a big hat and torn gloves. Her vanished
boots would have presented a much better
appearance if third of the buttons had
not been missing. Her face was powdered
and her eyes were carelessiy penciled. Size
sat with wrinkled brow, staring at nothing,
when tall, red-haired girl who had pal
lid face heavily powdered and pair Of weak
blue eyes, bame in.
GOO monin'," she said, in a sing gong
voice to the girl in purple. That lackada-
sical young woman, with great effort
raised her eyes and answered without ANNA
ion:
How do, Miss Cay,"-New Orleans for
Carrie, ! believe-"been to market this
mo min -
"Yass."
Neither looked at the other. They stared
straight before them, and talked apparently
nasal, and they drawled their words with
lazy information that fell lt!e short OF a
whine. a long silence followed the first
Bit Of conversation, and then the red-haired
girl said
u drew prize in III lot'ry at my mawL't
this mornin'.'
Observed here that all the other South
crpers in the car who had been Indifferent
to the conversation before, now turaed their
heads with a lock of faint interest and in.
curry. People seldom talk in the cars here,
though there is no noise of consequence to
prevent them, as the mules plod along light
~ on moss grown tracks, and there is none
Of the rattle and bang familiar in the cars
ofthe Northern cities. Even the driver half
turned to listen, as he 6at on the front plat
form leaning his head against the half open
door Two subjects are uufailingly interest
ing to every native OF New Orleans-gamb-
ing and the late war Presently the girl in
purple reused herself enough to ask the
other how much she had drawn.
"Dolr'n ten Gems, an ] only paid two
bits for the ticket. The lot'ry in my mawk't
IS bettah than tn one you 60 TO- cause we
Il4S SIAN 10 lildtt - DlESCl VIII.
"IO' can draw thous'n1 doIrs at the
mdwE't where 60 an know fish mans
yi'e that did il, too, an she got tue money.
Texts are sold for ten Gems aa twO ut,
an thirty cen's--an' any price alHoct an
its jist elegint.'
After this she sank back in HI scat. pa
ing the rruaiH4rc OF the j)aroey there
Scrc occasional "reminiscences Of lottery
-xpeIierccs = tie tao Young women end
ng un by he "5IrlgsIOn that they were
nearly al u,tai-. The red haired girl con
@ded oDparc"Ily 80 space, bat really to her
IicnJ, thu. thr Lai hoasht ticket every
morning az The markets she visited for
several years, but had never caught high
er prize than $40 on an investment Of p
cuts or two bits az she called it.
But then" size concluded, "its good
hirg, cause it kinder makes 20 want 10 go
the mawk in the mo min
All the sports have moved down here in 9
,ody since Inspector Byrnes shut up their
,Iaces in New York, aud they have been
oiDed by gamblers from every city IN the
'nion. Gambling goes on all over .o"n.
Miniature lotteries Of every conceivable KIND
are to be found in all sorts Of places, aud
rames 20 on night and day. 4 short time
$40 there was ball here, aud in the lobby
vas big sign. No weapons allowed
| Two policemen searched the gay jewellers OF
he male sen before they entered. Those
Sho were armed mad their pistols stored
Town stairs for - ceutd. In one conner OF
he room was lunch counter, in another
band, and further down could be seen the
7acks and heads Of hundred or more men
&ho were quite obliyioUS 20 the dancing,
while the watched the roulette table. Gam
ling at ball is the proper thing here. The
dealer vas pleasant and gentlemanly. He
smiled swect!y and unvaringly as he ran the
little game.
"Step up, kind friends he cried, cheer
fully but not bCisterously. 81 want every
lady and gent what come to worship Terp-
sikor and trip the light bombasuc toe to
take their little flyer, if they are so inclined.
Make your bets, please! See? We gently
toss the pretty little ball around the circle
and wonder where it will stop. You, sir,
hink il will Stop on the red? Well, it often
loes, sir, aud | hope you'll win. ! wish
you could all wiu-ah, We see il tumbles ike
a dear little frightened kitten into l6 red.
pay this gentleman, you gee, and rake
Town the oiEcr bets Twenty.eight for one,
,ir. Thee YOU are, sir. Take it and vel
come. ii you'd Lad hundred on that
number Vt d poid you two thousand and
eight hUroi,d dollars sir, Just as pleasantly
two thousand eight hun-make your
pe's oue al oil All! there GOES the little
)all again. Double zero this time, gentle
men, very s,rty; luck Of the game cant
vim ALWAYS. Would this little lady like TO
aut her four bits or the black? That's the
Say that's tie way.
1t was the most palpable specimen Of
skin game / ever watched. There were
three stool pigeons playing and winning
neavilr Thcy we're az atfable and pleasant
as the dealer himself, and they won hand
over fist. The wheel was managed in some
way go that it took the ball at the double
zero. 20. ,. or II. rs near as could figure
out and the public never had ghost of
chance TO win, for whenever there was
much money on one number the ball went
to another As few of the players watched
the board any length OF time, the dealer
reaped rich harvest. lie didit pleasantly,
too; he was such nice young man.
The dealer in a big gambling place on
ROYAL street where they were playing
heavy game, was not so pleasant. Heavy
circles we're under his eyes, four.days
growth of bristling beard decorated his cor
rugated face, and he had red flannel rag
around his throat. A halfburnt cigar butt
stuck out OF the corner of his mouth and the
traditional straw hat with q hole in it rested
aslant on his irowsy head.
A dapper and correctly dressed little man
from the North came into the room with q
party, and remarked that he'd "blow in
twenty-five, Just for the record you know
He took his place among the sailors, clerks,
nj Ia