The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1895-06-12
MONTE R STORIES.
A Road to Ruin Runs in that Dt-
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But who should this be slipping some
iced vermouth at the marble table but
an old friend of mine who 1 will call Mr..
Spectator? HI lives at Monte Carlo: he
has passed a score of seasons here; he
has plenty of money; he goes to the
Casino every day and every evening, and
he never plays a cent. 1t is his occupa-
ton in life to be an observer OF things
and to mark the ways Of man and women
kind. In the summer he will mark them
at Aixles-Bains, at Lausanne. or at
Trouville. He knows everything about
what is going on just now at Monty
what Russian princess pawned her d!a-
monds last week, and what Cuban g
planter did not die of apoplexy at the
Hotel Carmbole but poisoned himself
with prussic acid. He was a fool, sir,"
quoth Mr.. Spectator. why didn't he
so to the Administration? Why didn't
he make his declaration? They knew
well enough that he a lost 200,0 900
francs in the course of ten days. They
would nave paid his travelling and hotel
| expenses back to Paris, or back to Brazil
for the matter of that. He was a fool,
sir.
Mr.. Spectator went on to explain that
when a elean-out player made a can
did admission of his impecuniosity the
Administration gave him a sum of money
sufficient TO derray his journey by rall-
way to the place form whence he came
He mentioned one case IN which a whole
family OF i1ve persons were allowed
fifteen louis apiece to take them from
ton attached to the largesse being that
the recipient should not ]re-enteT the
Administration for their outlay. In the
case which he cited. one of the party, a
lady, who had not gone further than
She Went back blithely to Monty re-
e. Ra ayIno the and h%f SscRin lsui he @r donae aernf the
not forgetting zero, won fso9, Az
stories printed a bout OF ruined me se gamessers
hanging themselves to trees in, the gar
dens, or blowing, out their brains in
eanards are set on foot by obscure FRENCH
newspapers which have not been sub
H f,ap on 1pf 6r h sribed e ey the Administra-
of my friend Mr., Spectator is that every
lime you va meet an him he has iaSai 4 sFssh sy saoTs
he RECALLED me with a sueeinot narrative
56ot Wh sHsta ! may captain sa5t the B aGallnnfh1 ad
played for many years a large number
of systems, and by the time ne was nVe'
and-forty had played away a handsome
fortune. A happy thought Occurred t
him. He had always wore Wellin1g gt9I
This he changed into fye-franc piece:
and he never staked more than ont
piece at a time. and if he won he with
drew his stakes after the third, coup
His winnings he carefully placed, in 6
side pocket. and whenever ne had VOL
four pieces he changed them into &
louis, and slipped the coin into one of his
boots. He played seven consecutive hours
before his stock capital was exhausted
heavy of footstep, and drawing off his
louis This was two years, ago. con,
tinued Mr.. Spectator, land only last
week I found Backum at a third-class
grown n slippers, and looking by nc
means cheerful. How sbout the Well,
ington boots SYSTEM" I asked. Utter
fohll s5 s,,;ok he Ie cpl tbe h hootaS@ w Fg1
on. ..The boots?,' he replied. st pawn
So this is Monty in full swing; Mon.
whirl of gayefy and dissipation. There
is no rest at Monte Carlo. When 70,
are tired of play there are dramatic per
formances; there are concerts; there Is
pigeon shooting; and in the spring ant
summer there S plenty of yachting. Blu
all these are only side issues. The Crane
Trunk line of Monte Carlo leads to. thu
Temple of Mammon. It is crowded nigh
and day by people lusting. for money
which they ave not earned: and it Is
the Road to Ruin.-London Telegraph.