St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-04-24
PLAYING FOR mon. !"
Gambling on the Green in It.
Various Thrilling As
poets.
Some True Stories Told While
the Polished Chips Are II
Silent.
CapPicious Fortune Is Like
an April Day. Smiles and
Tears.
How John Graham, Faro King,
Saved His Family From
Starving.

Half the world does not know how the
other half lives. One day starving, the
next rolling in affiuence-such is the
life OF gambler.
The crusade against vice in New York
has brought such subjects to the front,
and while the chips have stopped their
rafting, men talk of strange things that
have happened in the world of green
covered tables and drawn shutters.
Here are several stories that are new
and they are also true.
John Graham is gambler, fifty years
of age. and known for his good nature,
kindly heart and philosophic demeanor
from the Battery 10 the Golden Gate.
he is the father of thirteen children,
and he never had real attack of the
blues save once, and that once will re-
main an unpleasant memory with him
until the day lie dies. He loves bis wife,
his home and those thirteen. and it's as
good as a circus TO see the Graham fam
ily at Barnum's. John sits at one end
of the thirteen, AMI Mrs. Graham at
the other, and the candy butchers make
a good living for the day on that side of
the tent. Their hands are full supply
ing the Graham contingent with things
to eat and pink Lemonade. John pays
the bills and laughs. and as he laughs
he thinks OF that one case OF the blues
from which he suffered a few years
ago.
The blues came about In this way.
John had struck streak or bad luck.
lie and his were living in nice home
in Thirty ninth street when the bad
luck set in. Win he couldn't. lie had
faro game and every man who went
against him got some of his money, and
before long his roli-that's what faro
bankers call their capital-was gone.
The nice home in Thirty-ninth street
was given up ana fiat was taken in
Third avenue. Friends made up an
other roll tor John aud men Of sporting
disposition went and took 1t away.
Then the Third avenue fiat was re-
signed for one not quite as good
A third roll went the way of the first
and second, and the GrahamS moved to
Avenue A, and John began to look
shabby. He could raise 10 more money,
and even stakes OF few dollarS-gam-
bers never speak of loans; when they
let you have money, it is stake-were
becoming very scare. The thirteen jul
venile GrahamS began to know whatit
was to go to bed thinking that ham
sandwich would taste pretty good.
Things went from bad 10 worse, and
John became discouraged. OF coul So,
the thought OF work never entered his
head-it never does enter a born
gamblers. He simply haunted faro
banks, hoping that some one would
stake him. and went home to wretched
family and cherries room. He stayed
at home one day and he and his wife
talked Of their desperate state, neither
being able to suggest anything that
would better matters, except luck, and
luck seemed to have left forever. lie
had the blues and he had them badly.
Come, Children" said Mrs. Graham;
It's time for bed; good night"
Amt there even little bit of bread
for us, mammal" asked one. We're
awfully hungry"
Then Johns heart broke. and he