The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1894-09-29

his stack and raised It for as much
more on the outside, for there was nc
limit to this game but the ceiling.
1t was his say next, but he stopped
just moment, for he saw by accident,
or otherwise, three aces in that hand
ahead of him, and he knew his kings
were beat to go on; but it was only a
moment he hesitated and then saw the
raise. But his face was CHASTITY pale.
| The other two players also saw the
raise; SO all stayed in, and the specta-
tors around the table knew that some
one was going to get hurt. From the
| draw it could be seen there We're no
weary hands out.
He drew one card and looked like a
man who was drawing to a ''bobtail
| fush," for he knew his business and
did not propose to give his hand away.
Then he turned quickly to notice the
player on his right
He, too, had drawn one card and the
face, flushed with drink, indicated
plainly to his keen eyes that he had
filed the hand which. with a laugh,
he laid face downwards upon the
table. He knew that his hand was
worthless against the hand of, this
drunken player.
There was but one thing to do. and
he did it coolly and deliberately. He
simply picked up a discard aud
dropped it upon the hand lying face
downwards on the table, and then he
made swell bet, SO big that it looked
mighty like bluff.
The two other players fingered their
chips nervously and tried to see in that
face reflection of his hand. Was he
drawing to Robert" two pairs,
three. straight or flush? But they
saw nothing there but look of quiet
sadness-not too sad, but just sad
enough to lead them to believe that he
was endeavoring to appear cheerful
under most trying circumstances The
drunken player saw nothing.
The player opposite him was play
ing on his employers money and hay
ing lost his head with his money was
desperate. He had too much in that
game to lose now, So without waiting
for the betting to be up to him he saw
the bet on three queens
The player on his left was rich, but |
he knew the value of money, for he
had worked to make it; and he hest
tated. He saw the pale face of the
clerk whose trembling hands could
hardly hold the cards; he knew that
he had him beat. He only glanced at
the player opposite him, for no one
can tell what drunken player will do
in this game, where all depends on
Judgment and GOODNESS Then he
made this nervy bet, but he could see
nothing there. Was he working
bluff or not? Was that one card the
card he needed, or had he missed it?
Then he sized up his own hand, and
ne felt that he had him beat to go on
lnless he had filed on that one-card
lraw; so he saw the bet on flush.
For moment nothing could be
leard in the room except the heavy
breathing of the players. Then the
nan who made this nervy bet slowly
pread out his hand on the table.
They thought he was bluffing, but
hey were mistaken. He had caught
he eight and filled his hand and made
! killing" for the man on his right,
With the ace full, held six cards, and
lis hand was dead"
He rose to go, unmindful of the en-
reaties OF the clerk to give him just
me more chance to win something
Jack, for in this world he neither
sked nor did he give.
He stopped only long enough to as {
ure those who crowded around the
able of his belief in the innocence of
lis friend who held the six cards, and
hat it must have been mistake of the