The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1889-07-24
PLAYED IN GREAT LUCK.
Millionaire Reschler Wins S35, 900 at
Long Branch

millionaire Reschler Wins S35, 900 at
Long Branch.
LONG BRANCH, July IA Millionaire
"Jim" RcSchler, a well-known Western
man, who was q partner of ex-senator
Tabor in the Little Pittshurg.
won S35, 900 at faro last night III
the Pennsylvania Club House, and he
will start for the West in the morning
with a check for that amount IN his
pocket. He played from 5 o'clock in the
evening till 5 o'clock in the morning.
His luck was extraordinar from the
beginning.
Reschler came to Long Branch early
last week to see an old friend, who lives
on the RumSon Road. Early yesterday
afternoon he dropped into John Daly'S
Long Branch Club. He did not intend
to play, but after looking around he
bought a few checks at the faro table.
He finally lost about $500 and stopped.
He strolled over to the Pennsylvania
Club and concluded to get even. There
were only few people in the rooms
when he entered. Tossing thousand
dollar bill Gu the faro layout, he said
to the dealer: '.Give me checks for
that"
He was handed five stacks of choco-
late-colored chips, at the valuation of
SO chip. When he sat down he
wanted to know the limit ''1wo hun
dred dollars to doubles and a hundred
10 cases." replied Dealer Pete Smith.
Reschlcr planked the limit down right
away, ard the first turn that was made
for him he "whipsawed." Then he won
bet after bet, and the table in front Of
him w;.s covered with piles of checks.
He got warm during the evening and
took off his coat and called for bottle
of wine. He played no system and
kept no tab card, as the faro-bank
fiends do who believe in the efficacy of
"thrce on side," or a ''single out" or
a "double out" He simply put checks
down i'll spots where fancy moved him.
About the only card he couldn't beat
was the cease" ten. The ten-spot took
his money every time.
"Hang that Case. ten' he said once.
81 can't beat it to save my life.'
About 11.30 he asked for bigger
limit. 'This makes me tlred", he said.
"Give me decent limit, so that I can
bet few dollars. Make it $500"
The house assented, and his checks
went down in big stacks. He never rose
from the chair he had taken when he
first came in. His play attracted quite
an audience The other gamesters
stopped tempting the goddess to lock at
him, and at midnight he was the only
player at the table. About o'clock in
the morning his luck began to change,
and he lost almost as steadily as he had
won. Fifteen thousand dollars worth
of checks were returned to their fold in
the rack. He yawned when the hands
of the clock pointed to 5, and observed
that it was about time to quit. ''See
how much there is there" he said to the
dealer, as he placed stack after stack of
the valuable worries on the layout. The
dealer counted the checks over in piles
Of twenty each. They called for $35, 900,
and check for the amount was given
to Reschler.
tie h0nNe1 MS coat ana nSETe1 q
cigar. "Come and sec US again. said
Tom Jolly, pleasantly. Neither Jolly
nor Edward Marks, who are running the
club, now that Phil DAILY has retired,
lost their placidity during the whole
evening.
"Well," said Reschler, "this visit of
mine has been pretty expensive for
you.'
'Oh, that's all right" responded
Jolly. "You'll give us our revenge some
time, won't you?''
why, certainly" said Reschler. "I'll
come back later in the season and take
another whirl.
Reschler is an old Western gambler.
His face is of swarthy hue and big
gray mustache covers his upper lip. He
is medium sized, and his age is some
thing over fifty. When he was only a
boy he caught the gold fever and left
his home in Arkansas for California.
He struck luck in the mines, and, when
he was yet a youth, was worth a good
deal of money. He gan1bled it away
and made more and then lost. So he
went up and down for about twenty
years. but he became one Of the best
known mining experts in the West.
In 1878 he got dead broke, and de-
cidcd to go to Denver He left wife
in San Francisco. Denver did no better
for him. He drifted to Leadyille i'll
1879. His wife died, and Reschler got
away down on his LUCK He had to go
cleaning out 1.-The Little Church saloon
for a living. An assayer named Metcalf
heard of him as a miner and employed
him. He worked for small salary for
Il time. and then bought an assay outfit
and started out for himself. He located
near ex-senator Tabor's little store in
Wild Horse Gulch. Tabor sold anything
from a needle to miners outfit.
Reschler fell in with Pete Finncrty, a
miner, and they started prospecting to-
gether. Reschler readily recognized
signs of gold, but they could not strike a
lead. Finally their supply of provisions
gave out. They went to Tabor and
asked for a GRUB stake" He fatty re-
fused at first, but Reschler told him OF
signs of gold he had seen and Tabor
Yielded They went up the mountain
side, ate the food and then filled up on
the contents of a black bottle. When
they awoke in the morning, their
throats parched, and their heads aching,
they decided not to travel further, bat
to dig where they were. When they had
been at work few hours with
out finding anything, Finnerty threw
down his pick and declared that he
would work no longer Reschler per-
severed. A little while afterwards he
called to Finnerty, and held up a bit OF
rock. They hurried to an assay office
and found that the ore was worth
SIC, 900 TO the ton That was how the
Little Pittsburg Mine was discovered.
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