Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-07-16
HE PLAYED IN GREAT LUCK.
Millionaire Reschler Wins $35, 900 at
Long Branch.


Long Branch.
From the New York World
Lone BRANCH, July I--Millionaire "Jim"
Reschler, well knoyn-western man, who was
partner of ex-senator Tabor in the Little
Pittsburg, won s35, 900 at faro last night in the
Pennsylvania club house and he will start for
the west in the morning with check for that
amount in his pocket He played from o'clock
In the evening until in the morning. His
luck was extraordinary from the beginning.
Reschler came to Long Branch early last
week to see an old friend who lives on Rumson
Road. Early yesterday afternoon he dropped
into John Dalys Long Branch club. He did
not intend to play. but after looking around he
bought few checks at the faro table. He
finally lost about s700 and stopped He
strolled over to the Pennsylvania club and con-
cluded to get even. There were only few
people in the rooms when he entered. Tossing
a thousdand-dolar bill on the faro layout he
said to the dealer: solve me checks for that. "
He was handed five stacks of chocolate-col-
ored chips, at the valuation of $40 chip.
When he sat down he wanted to know the limit.
'Two hundred dollars to doubles and hun
dred to cases." replied Dealer Pete Smith.
Reschler planked the limit down right away,
and the first turn that was made for him he
''whipsawed." Then he won bet after bet, and
the table in front of him was covered with piles
of checks. He got warm during the evening
and took off his coat and called for a bottle of
wine. He played no system and kept no tab
card. as the faro-bank fiends do who believe in
out" or "double out" He simply put checks
down in spots where fancy moved him. About
the only card he couldn't beat was the case
ten. The ten-spot took his money every time.
Hang that case ten" he said once. Il can't
beat it to save my life"
I az ba Ead for a 1ir,;%
"This makes me tired" he said. 'Give me a
decent limit SO that l can bet few dollars.
Make it $780,
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 at
tracted quite an audience. The other game
sters stopped tempting the goddess to look 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 dol
lars worth of checks were returned to their
fold in the rack He yawned when the hands
of the clock pointed to s. 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
S35,O 700. and a check for the amount was given
to Reschler.
He donned his coat and lighted a cigar.
Come and see 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 something 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 good deal of money He gambled
it away and made more and then lost. So he
went up and down for about twenty wears. but
he became one Of the best known mining ex-
perts in the west.
In 1873 he got dead broke. and decided to
go to Denver. He left wife in San Francisco.
Denver did no better for him. He drfted to
Leadvllle in 1879. His wife died. and Rescher
got away down on his luck. He had to go
cleaning out The Little Church saloon for a
living. An assayer named Metcalf heard of
him az a miner and employed him. He worked
for small salary for a time, and then bought
an assay OUTFIT and started out for himself. He
located near ex-senator Tabor's little store in
Wild Horss Gulch. Tabor sold anything from
a needle to miners outfit
Reschler fell in with Pete Finnerty a miner
and they started prospecting together. Resch-
Ter readily recognized signs of gold, but they
could not strike lead. Finally their supply
OF provisions gave out. They went to Tabor
and asked for grub stake" He fatty re-
fused at first. but Reschler told him of the
signs of gold he had seen and Tabor yielded
They went up the mountain side ate the food
and then filed 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 but to dig
where they were. When they had been at
work few hours without finding anything,
Finnerty threw down his pick and declared
that he would work no longer Resch-
Ter persevered A little while after
ward he called to Finnerty, and held
up bit Of rock. They hurried to an assay Of
fees and found that the ore was worth $50. 900
to the ton. That was how the Little Pittsburg
mine discovered. Tabor took one-half and
Reschler and Finerty the other, and before the
mine was exhausted they took out $50, 900, COO
worth of gold.
Finerty died couple of years ago. Reschler
has gambled as much as he pleased without
fear of going broke He is known all over the
west as high roller He is friend of Senator
Ed Wolcott of Denver, who won $4,000 here
last season. Reschler's winning is the biggest
that has been made here at one sitting.