The morning news., 1892-03-11
BLIND GAME OF POKER.
Best to Find Out the Limit Before You
Get Into the Game.

Best to Find Out the Limit Before You
Get Into the Game.
From the Troy Standard.
In city in the central part of the state
there resides a gentleman, an attorney by
profession, whose qualities for companions
ship aud brilliant conversational abilities
have given him an extended acquaintance
among men whose purses are better able
than his own to stand the pressure Of high
living. Among his intimates is counted
John B. Carson. late of the Monon, and the
other day be was telling group Of friends
the story Of a little jaunt over to Detroit
which he took with Carson some time ago,
II had just landed in Chicago" he said,
''on business which was not of sufficient
Importance to be permitted TO interfere
with pleasure. Leaving my grip at the
Richelieu proceeded straight to Carsons
office. We'll, old man. said Carson, you're
just in time. I'm about TO run over to De-
troit to have handshake with John Nc
Cullough and few OF the boys over that
way. Pack your grip and come along
But haven't had time to unpack it,
demonstrated.
$50 much the better and without more
ado was hustled off, and in less than an
hour was bowling along toward Detroit in
Carson's private car.
There was nothing shabby about the
treatment We received over in the city OF
the straits. There was lunch given Nc
Cullough and Carson at one of the clubs.
and there was to be a theater party and
supper the same evening. Meanwhile some
one suggested little game of poker, just to
worry along with till theater time The
motion met with several seconds, and the
game was quickly arranged. Now, the thing
my friends complain about most In me Is that
haak
didn't appear to be any graceful way out of
1t. Carson had declined, and 1t didn't look
right for both of us to throw cold water on
a proposition advanced solely with a view
to our comfort and amusement. Moreover
/ happened TO have 800 or SO in my
pocket. aud thought that IS or $40 OF 1t
would be low price for all the fun l was
having 80 dowR l sat and the banker bs-
gan stacking the chips.
my thoughts were flowing in an easy
meter when heard, as though in a dream,
the man next to me asking for $500 worth
OF chips. | came out Of the dream with a
jump, only to hear the man next to me say
'I'll take $3.50 worth, and the third man:
| w ell, you fellows are better players than
me; l guess I'll have to take 81 900 worth.
made rapid mental calculation of the
amount had in my pocket-it couldn't be
more than s1SO at the outside.
Inc bWehU SVOOu out IN Rre8t DeaOs on
my brow, as the novelists say, and the
banker went ruthlesslY on, sizing up the
checks in piles representing 100 hard-earned
dollars each. Every check that clscked
down on the piles added another bead to the
collection on my brow. My hands hung
Imply down by the sides Of my chair. when
suddenly I felt something being gently
showed into them. 1t was soft, round roll,
and knew in q minute what it was and
that it came from Carson, who stood
carelessly looking on from be-
hind my chair. My fingers closed
over the greeubacks aud with easy
deliberation thrust that hand down Into
my trousers pocket and drew it out with
eight dazzling 800 bills in it. l thought
they were the prettiest-looking greenbacks
had ever seen, and think so yet. You
can give me $500 worth, said to the banker
with my usual nonchalant grace. i may
need this other $500 to get home
"How did come out? Well, played q
skin-tight game and managed to come out a
trifle to the good. But always ask what
the limits going to be nowadays before /
that is, would II ever played"