St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-04-04
BLIND GAME OF POKER.
Best to Find Out the Limit Before
You Get Into the Game.


In city in the central part of the
state there resides a gentleman, an at
torney by profession, whose qualities
for companionship and brilliant CONVEX
sational abilities have given him an ex-
tended acquaintance among men whose
purses are better able than his own to
stand the pressure of high living, says
the Troy Standard. Among his init
mates is counted John B. Carson, late
of the MonOn, and the other day he was
telling group of friends the story of a
little Jaunt over to Detroit, which he
took with Carson some time ago. 81 had
just landed III Chicago" he said, ION
business which was not of sufficient i'm
portance to be permitted to interfere
with pleasure. Leaving my grip at the
Richelieu | proceeded straight to Car
sons office. We'll, old man. said Car
son, you're just III time. Pm about to
run over to Detroit to have handshake
with John Mccullough 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 l was hustled off, and i'll less
than an hour was bowling along toward
Detroit in CarSon'S private car.
There was nothing shabby about the
treatment we received over III the City
of the Straits. There was lunch given
Mccullough and Carson at one OF the
clubs, aud there was to be theater
party and supper the same evening.
Meanwhile, some one suggested a 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 i'll me is
that won't gamble, but OIL this occa
sion there didn't appear to be any grace
full way out of it. Carson had declined
and it didn't look right for both of us to
throw cold water on proposition
advanced solely with a view to
our comfort and amusement. More
over, happened to have hundred or
so in my pocket. and thought that five
OK ten of it would be low price for all
the fun was having; so down | sat,and
| the banker began stacking the chips.
My thoughts were flowing in an easy
meter when heard, as though III a
! dream, the man next to me asking for
500 worth of chips. | came out of the
dream with jump, only to hear the
man next to me say, "Ill take $3.50
WORTH" and the third man, We'll, you
fellows are better players than me;
guess I'll have to take $1,000 WORTH
made Il rapid mental calculation OF
the amount / had in my pocket-l
couldn't be more than $3.50 at the outside
1.-The sweat stood out in great beads
on my brow, as the novelists say, anC
the banker went ruthleSsly on, sizing
up the checks in piles representing ion
hard-earned dollars each. Every checl
that clacked down Oh the piles addet
another bead to the collection on ny
brow. My hands hung Imply down b.
the sides of my chair. when suddenly
felt something being gently showed int
them. |. was . soft, round roll, and
knew III minute what it was and tba
it came from Carson, who stood care
lcssly looking on from behind n,
chair. My fingers closed owe
the greenbacks, and with cas-.
deliberation [ thrust that hand dow
into my trousers pocket and drew
out with eight dazzling one-hundred
dollar bills in it. | thought they wer
the prettiest looking greenbacks | hat
ever seen, and think so yet. You ca
give me $500 WORTH l said to th
banker with my usual nonchaian
grace; i may need this other $500 t
get home.'
How did | come out? Well, playe
a skin-tight game, and managed to com
out trifie to the good. But l Away
ask what the limits going to be nova
days before THAT is, | would If l eve
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