St. Paul daily globe., 1895-10-13
POKER WITH THE INDIANS.
TAMs BIxBY,s EXPERIENCE IN A
GAME WITH SOME RED
MEN
AL oNG THE NORTHERN PACIFIC.
Prof. Ebernan,s RecOIIections OF
His First Trip Along the
Line.

Tams Bixby, with a number of his
friends, became interested in town
site in Beltrami county which bears
the euphonious name Nemidji, it was
decided to make up little party and
visit the place which, until very re-
Gently, boasted only the most prini-
tive accommodations, and had for
it's residents the Chippewa Indians
from the Red Lake reservation.
In the party beside Mr.. Bixby were
DR.. Hutchinson, Harris Richardson
and Grain Inspector Clausen, and
from a modest game of .cinch played
on the trip down, poker was made
the topic of conversation, and Bixby
remarked that he had heard it said
when it came to dallying with the
festive jack pots on the green baize.
The other members of the party
cast sly glances at each other, and
with ONE accord deprecated the
statement as being quite unlikely.
"Yes, I've heard that they play
hot poker" put in Mr.. BiXby, land I
think I should like to sit in quiet
game just to make a test Of it,
Of course those Of Mr.. Bixby's
friends who remember that he was
once the executive officer of an as
sociation which does not regard pok-
er with much favor know that he
would not think of playing in dead
earnest for stakes, but only for the
pleasure of it. The party reached
and inspected the town with due
formality, and in the evening Mr.
Bixby pleaded a sick headache and
retired early to a rude bed in the
hastily constructed hotel, while the
other members of the party found
a substitute and sat down to a game
off, cinch. At 10 o'clock two dirty,
greasy Chippewa bucks wandered
in, and here's where the plot begins.
After several vain %Torts to get
word of English out of them, the
grain inspector sent word up to Mr..
Bixhy that there were some Indians
looking for a game of cards and
needed a fourth.
After a short wait the players
heard a soft rustling sound and,
looking up to the open doorway,
were treated to a sight which they
will not soon forget. Clad in a full
suit of chocolate-colored silken pa
jamas which would have driven
Lorillard Kip into the widest throes
of envy, with his hair standing out
in all directions like that of a Yale
half back, stood the valiant private
secretary, sight for gods and men.
- The game of cinch stopped. The
bucks produced some vari-colored
beads, a goodly supply of which Mr..
'Tanls purchased with the coin of
Fdhe realm, and after a few formali-
ties he "sat in" the game with two
chippewa bucks and a lumberman
who had been staked by Harris
Richardson.
Hhere us where the plot ends. Suf-
; nee it to say that MIR. Bixby's Curl
osity has been satisfied, and now
when inquiring friends ask him if he
ever was in a poker game for blood
he says, mo; had a game once.
but wasn't in it,
*&
ANDY" Call, he of the blue cloth and
brass buttons who maintains peace
and dignity and answers all manner
OF questions in the union depot. is au-
thority for the following: A young fell
low who found himself out of funds
ana seventy-four miles from st. Paul.
which is his home, boasted to several
bystanders on the platform of the sta
ton, that he could beat his way in.
They quietly put the conductor on.
and when he reached the young man
without money he promptly advised
MIN that he would have to get off at
the next station. The young man de-
murrerd. He bluffed, begged and even
refused to leave the train. The con-
ductor laid down the law to him and
was finally obliged to eject him. bv
main force, from the car.
Th1S seemed to greatly amuse an old
gentleman who had boarded the train
at the same place the fellow got on
and who had been a witness to the
whole thing. In fact the old man
laughed so immoderately at the chap's
pred1cament that he dropped his false
teeth out Of the window on the-pIat-
form below. Quick as wink the fell
low picked them up and placed them
IN MS pocket, nor would he listen to
the demands of the old man whose
laughter had now turned to shouts of
rage. The train was starting-the old
man was minus his teeth-what was to
be done? The young fellow knew
SAD ne, Look here, old man. these
may be yours, but how can I telIo T
round them. I'll tell you what I'll do.
III Sell them to you for So The old
man was enraged, but there was the
tram pulling out. Hastily pulling out
his wallet he ffshed out So and gave
II 70 the fellow, who handed him
BACK his teeth, jumped on the rear
platform and paid his way in to st.
PAUL. ~
p Ald. Hare is an uncompromising foe
! to the saloon. Aid. Murphy keeps a
saloon Aid. Hare was passing nv If
the other day, when Aid Murphy han.
peried to look out
H'"Come in, Bob,'' said Aid. Murnhv
s'i7Want to see you a. minute"
tBob" went in and chatted a while
with Ed" After surveying the
? i'plaee' for a while Aid Hare said:
I'll say this much for you, Ed. vour
saloon is no worse than any other:
probably not as bad as some But q
saloons saloon. That's my prin-
'eipie and I can't make any distinc
tlonst Still I must say that your place
seems quite clean and respectable com
pared with others I have seem"
yes" mused Aid. Murphy, absent
ly Il think we've got a pretty decent
place, though, of course, you know.
Bob added Murphy, Frightening up.
I'VE don't make Christians herer'
Prof. w. s. Eberman. who was for
many years, chemist of the Mime
sofa state dairy and food commission.
recently returned from a trip to Brit
ish Columbia. when 1 was passing
over the road this time.' said the pro-
fessor to me one day last week. 'I
thought about my first trip over the
Northern Pacific IT was earlv In +bo