The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1893-11-04
FLoRIDAN POKER.
A Drummer Who Went 70 Pieces
Over the Cards, but Was Re-
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little hostelry, whose halls are filled
up with fishing poles and coroners
with guns, and which has every other
characteristic of being a sportman's S
club, they play poker very peculiarly.
The other night an exceedingly ex-
citing game was going on. The play
ers were mostly old gentlemen, who
opened jack pot on pair Of jacks
and stood limit raise with all the
reckless abandon of young bloods with
millions.
The limit, by the way, was red
chip, and the ante was white chip.
They didn't pay any money for them
until the game was over-it was a
gentleman's game; but for every red
chip purchased the banker made a
memorandum of $40, and likewise a
memorandum of 81 for white chip.
A tender foot drummer had just ar
rived at the hotel that night, and he
strolled in the green-room and looked
ON at the game for some time.
"What a picnic" said he to neigh
Dor spectator.
"Perhaps some of you gentlemen
would like to come in-make it inter
esting. The more the merrier," sug-
gested one of the players, an old gen
tleman, bronzed and fringed after the
style of the lone fisherman.
"Why, yes, said the fat drummer
from the East, "if the other gentlemen
do not object.
They made way for him and he took
seat, drew ont his pocket book, and,
drawing out a crisp S1OO bill, asked
for 500 in chips.
"Oh, that's all right, said the bank
er. ''Haven't got any change. Pay
up after the game. Here's your
chips.
A few hours passed without any re-
markable sensation. Then came a
jack pot. 1t was the drummer's deal
He looked at his cards and found
two aces and pair of threes. The
next man to him passed, and the next
man opened it for big red chip.
"It's opened; $40" said he.
Everybody stayed. The drummer
raised it red chip. The opener saw
it red and raised it ditto. The drum
mer stayed.
"Gosh" said he to himself, "but
they have got nerve"
The opener drew two cards, the
other three and the drummer one. He
"squeezed," and, 10! there was an ace
full.
"What picnic, he remarked again
as he assumed bobtail flush smile.
The opening man bet a red check.
The drummer had red check and a
white check in front of him. He saw
the red check and raised five. The
opening man--the lone fisherman
saw the five and raised it ten. All
the others dropped out.
"But," said the drummer, "Ill
have to show down for the outside. "
ooh, no. Not having anything in
front makes no difference. Buy some
more and bet.
The drummer was delighted. His
ace full was invincible. He bought
fifty more.
FI raise you $1O," he said.
"Ten better"
"And ten better than you.
"Ten better.
"Ten more.
"Well, I'll call it, said the old man
with fsherman's whiskers. '1've
got two pairs skies up and skies
down..
The cold perspiration poured out on
the drummer's brow.
"Great Scott! and I've an ace full, !"
said he, with voice almost suffocated
with woe.
He had changed his mind about
having picnic and was contemplating
now how he could pay his poker debt,
his board bill and get to the next
station on 500 bill and $3 besides.
"Well, that's enough for me-, and
he handed over his 800 bill to the
banker with "That's what l owe
you.
ooh, no." said the banker, eve
cash up for one per cent, and a great
throb of gladnesss suffused through
the entire anatomy Of the fat drummer