The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1889-11-01

HE jAyED Him BACK.
A Good Story Told by an Old Western
Amb


Gambler.
Says a writer in the Kansas CITY
Times: "a few years ago was one of
the dealers in 4 faro bank up town, and
an acquaintance whom | liked very
much was a dealer in a similar bank in
the next block. Both were reputed to
be, and undoubtedly We're, square"
games. The proprietor of the game my
friend dealt for, however, was known to
be extremely close and mean in o
matters, and everybody disliked him,
but as his game was trustworthy, his
place was we'll %patronized. / was not
surprised II day when my friend came
to me and told me that old Nick
thatll do for the proprietor's name
owed him 5000, representing his inter-
est in the game in lieu of a salary,
which he refused to pay over. My friend
proposed that | should come to this
bank and play while he was dealing and
he would fix the deck so that / would
win out the amount Old Nick owed
him, and something over for myself.
Being a dealer myself, and knowing
that a sign from my friend would indi-
tobe JuSu HOW uIc cuTuS were TO run
through a deal. ] saw that it was pos
sible TO right my friends wrongs and
make a few hundred out of Old Nick
1.-The first night everything seemed
to go wrong. l got the sign to play
single out and the cards ran double
out j lost 81, 900, and left the place as
mad a man as you ever saw. The next
day | met my friend, who declared that
it was the most astonishing thing he
ever heard of; that he had acted squarely
all through and that somebody must
have changed the decks in the drawer
of the table so that he had used the
wrong one. He offered to make my loss
good if | did not win out the full stakes
at the XXI sitting. He seemed square
and | believed him. The next night /
played and lost s., 600, and when | left
the place | was crazy mad. | didn't
dare say anything there. for it would
have hurt me ut my own place to have
it known that j was in a brace at an
other mans game. ! decided to wait
until the next day and give my false
friend a thrashing at least.
Tho neXt day, however, the bank
was closed and the dealer had skipped.
old Nick had lost money on the races,
had grown desperate, had plunged and
gone Drohe. MS partner, my TREND,
the dealer, knew that the bank would
close and ropcd me for Il stake to get
away. ] was terribly angry, for l had
been influenced by my sympathy for
my friend and wanted to help him out.
Did ! eve get my money back?
Well, | should say | did. | was ont west
two years ago, and one night strolled
into a game. Just as ! was about to
buy a stack Of chips ! noticed my friend
sitting in the lookout's chair. He saw
me at the same time, and mo-
toned me to come to him. As he
approached he drew out a roll of
money and said. Here's tho dust YOU
loaned me some time ago: much obliged
old man. | counted it and found it
correct. Calling another man to the
chair he led me aside and explained
that he had been in Il desperate strait at
the time, and had always intended to
repay me. He was now prosperous, he
said, and making q fortune rapidly. T
played at his game all thai night and
lost just the $4,000 he had paid me. /
felt very queer when | went away, but
felt too cheap to say or do anything. |
have since come to the conclusion that
there's no money in 'bucking the tiger
unless you are behind the game. l
never play in front of the table any
more; l can't afford t.