The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-05-17
At n Game called Poker.


I little game 1 had over IN Des Moines last
sumner, says correspondent OF the Chi
cago Iimes-Herald Just as I got down
[ stairs the door swung open and Little
/ Dutch" came sailing IN.
say, old man. he said Il want you 10
/ 20 UP 10 the mouse with me. Ny wife mas
I gone away and I'm going TO have a few
IeLoWs up there-penny- Dutcn
/ liked. case on ice, good old Swiss cheese,
] rye bread ana all the trimmings and /
/ want you 70 90 along"
7 Well, ] didn't do thing but 80. My
friend told me on the way up that the lay
out had cost him about 80. but he was
/ gong 10 take hand himself, and, as he al
I Ways played IN pretty good luck, he guess
| ed he could pull out The expenses all right
and he didu't care II he came out even.
/ After we had been al the house a little
I while his friends began 10 drop in. and
hnally the host. after toying with few
I corks, just to show us there Was no ill
| VIII, pulled out the dinins-rOOm table, dug
/ up "A box Of tiddle-dewinks chips. split EN-
I up a dollar "a stack and the game was
] on Inc host was banker ana he put All
/ the bank s money down In his inside peck
/ et so he could keep Il separate from his
I winnings, and then he sailed in to pull
I down the so the layout cost him. Well,
/ YOU know how those things 90. There are
I days a fellow can't lay up a cent and this
I was one of them.
For a while everyone was winner but the
] most lie was on the hog train from the
/ first break and DIDN'T do a thing but dig,
/ dig, dig and sweat blood. Well, it's the
] same old thing IN poker game-hard
/ luck can stay with you for hours and then
| turn right around and get worse. and that
/ was the way that night. Along about l
4 O'Clock the mascot who had been dallying
( with several of US, got tired out and went
! 10 sleep right in the lap of the meanest
! man in the party and before an hour ne
/ had every dollar around the board and the
! whole bundle of tiddle-de-winks. The host
/ had blown in his own money and squand-
/ cred the assets of the bank. He was a de-
faulter and a bankrupt and the beer was
/ all gone. He didn't say anything-at least
: nothing for pubiica tion-bUt he looked a
/ whole lot. The game broke up, and here
! comes the funny part OF the story. The
/ Croesus of the party, the fellow that won
| all the stuff, was an arrant coward and
| afraid TO 90 home. He lived about mile
! on the other side of town and was afraid
| he'd be robbed II he went home alone. He
! wouldn't stay out all night and there
| was nothing to do but to take him home.
/ So we formed in line and away we went
! No one was In a very good humor, and We
/ plOdded along, chewing the rag in silence
and anon kicking ourselves, but all at
l once the righteousness of the thing struck
| us. We who had been touched were
/ body guard TO the robber TO prevent him
| being held up-we were guarding our own
! money. We had lost The stuff, but tired
| ana sleepy as we were we were forced TO
! keep it company for a mile at clock in
| the morning. and when we realized our po-
/ sitiOn we stood on the corner and laughed
| until the windows ratified for two blocks
! around. When our friend disappeared
! through his door there wasn't a cent left
| in the party and the danger of a 'hold-up
| was past. our host still had the fiddle
| de-winks, but as Coin would say they were
demonetized and only worth the actual
| value of the ivory. He succeeded in CIV
l ing them away a the first town we made
/ next day and soIemnly swore that was the
last time he'd ever play poker
sure Cures For Run Around.
An Individual down here has what the
| physicians call a paronychia,' which be-
| ing interpreted means run around, says
| the Springfield special to the Chicago Trib-
! une. The pesNy thing is on his thumb
and hurts some. This man has occasion to
visit the legislature every day, and when
1 he appeared this morning with his hands
/ bound up until IL looked like an eight
ounce boxing glove folks began PROFOUND
ing inquiries. This is about the way the
whats the matter with your hand?"
| Got a run-arOund.
well. I'll tell you what will cure il
| sure. Stick 1t into pint of I've and hold
! it there half a day or so"
The nexa man that came along
asked the usual question, and he had
I'm tell you what you do. Git a lemon,
cut the end often the lemon and shove
your thumb in. Keep that on over night
Another man: 'Go out here in the edge
OF town. where there is an old brickyard,
and git a whole lot of jimson weed. Pound
a batch of it up and put it in an old rag;
| q sock WAL do. Shove in your hand; 1t
will cure you in twenty-four hours. jim
gentleman from down about Cairo
lowed" that the best thing for run
around" was to git can full OF saft
soap fresh, the fresher the better, and
| stick your hand into it. Saft SOAP" he
! said, busted the biggest run around ever
| see. 1t was on the finger Of the school
| teacher sOpping at our house, and the
| wust of it all was the finger wuz on her
| right hand, and she couldn't larrup the
pupils. Saft soap done the work with
! her"
Representative William Burke inquired:
What is the matter with your mitt?'
Il have a run around on my thumb"
me- 4rnT cal fnf a 10 a 70 c0F1
| one?" ventured Mr. Burke.
NO was the reply
what are you doin for it?'
"Well. ii has been lanced, cauterzed.
| poulticed with fiaXseed and slippery elm,
and just now is being doped with burnt
| alum solution of saleratus and the ex-
tract of burnt burdock root"
"To ell with the pesky DOCTORS" re-
| piled Mr. Burke. They'll cut YOU and
| carve you and take your money and do You
no good. Your blood is out of order and
tell you what you do Go up to the drug
| store and git 10 cents worth of Rochelle
| and Epson salts and take the hull of II to-
night just before going to bed, and you
viii be all right in the morning"
Forgot it Was Jewish.
Touiver told the story, says the Times
/ Herald. 1t was about a battle with Jew
fish down IN Florida. Reaching the last
I chapter he said: Il amt sure whether the
fish Jumped over the boat or dtved under.
/ but l think he jumped over. There was
| shock and conclusion, and arose just
/ IN IHle 10 see MN disappearing miles out
| to sea with the remnant Of my 50 fshline
| streaming through the air after him like
the tail of prize comet. 4 week later he
| was stranded by the tide identified by nv
| hshline. and cut open. In his stomach was
found a keg of paint, feather bed, a pair
Of boomers, section of a bicycle, Web
ster's dictionary, and pig of lead. Gentle
| men, he was a large fish"
/ For some moments silence engulfed us as
/ the chairman cleared his husky throat and
/ prepared to deliver the prize to Tolliver in
a neat speech. At this instant OppenheiIn-
er. who had been listening intently, arose
and held up his hand. Mr.. Tolliver," said
/ he. impressively, what was that last ar
[ ticle found in his stOmach?"
Pig Of Lead said TOlliver turning his
/ clear, honest eyes fearlessly upon the
/ speaker.
And what kind of fish was it?"
Jewish, you fool! Didn't you hear ME
say it?''
4 Gentlemen, 1 protestr' screamed Open
heimer Indignantly. mo jewish would
ever swallow a pig of anything and l
won't swallow that lie" And in the howl
( of rage that arose against Tolliver for hav-
| ing deceived us, Oppenheimer who hal