The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-12-13
WON $4,000 WITH $500.
,7,tRTEEN PASSES IN SUCCESSION
AT GAME OF CRAPS.

Make Winnings at the faro BANKS
Wellington Correspondence Chicago Inter
Ocean.
speaking of the hoodoo which has from
.,,e immemorial seemed to surround the
~,rnber thirteen, l want to tell you there
j. one town on the map of the United
e,atas where thirteen has been winner
e,.sr since Clint Thompson made thirteen
PASSES at a crap game and got away with
nice bank roll of something over Sl6,-
O01 at a single pay
The speaker was a well-groomed, set
tl.d-down government clerk, and his list
eners were a pair of robust, prosperous
looking members of the Metropolitan Turf
Association, whose figures are tolerably
well known on the plunge line over at the
Jennings race track, where the bookies
now are taking il off of the talent with
such persistent regularity owing 60 the
cratic performances of the ponies.
Baker City, Ore, is the town where
clint Thompson made his phenomenal pay
at craps, and the fame of his run Of luck
al that game lives yet in that little East
eru oregon town. 1 had half interest in
that ralle-off myself. I'll tell you how it
came about was travelling over oregon
and Washington during 1891. writing up
biographies of the pioneers of those states
for history publishing outft-and anus
ing myself in the dead, small towns on
my route by playing faro. or any old
game that made time pass agreeably.
came up with Clint Thompson at La
Grange, Ore There was no formal in
PRODUCTION. ! was engaged in as artistic
effort TO drop my .ast stack of white
cnips at Bin Stewards gambling rooms
there one night.
Il was making bad job of double out
when the cases all proved to be 'three-one'
shots and was pretty Wen out, when I felt
a touch on my shoulder. l turned in my
seat and met the black eyes of a hand
some, g-mustached stranger. He indi-
Gated that he would like to use the re-
mainder of my stack of chips. Not feel
ing lucky 1 gladly gave him my seat at
the layout, In about ten minutes l was
aware, and 50 was the dealer, that Clint
knew a kink or two about how to put
down chips on a faro table. In three deals
We divided up $500 apiece, and went across
the street to another game, where luck
followed, and we cashed in to the tune
o. $500 more.
Before turning in at the Golden Eagle
CT informed me that his name was now
Clint Thompson, but that his real name
was something else. l CLEANED from his
conversation that he had been a student
at Ann Arbor University, but in a inixup
with fellow senior over fair member of
the law class, he had killed his rival and
took to the tall timber of the Cascades,
which he reached, through clever DISCUSSES
and fast trave.ing, without getting landed
for his crime. While delivering himself
of these introductory remarks, 1 observed
that my lucky faro player gave himself a
hypodermic jab in the arm with some
fluid he had on tap there. soon d.scov-
cred that he was confirmed victim of the
needle and required rather regular jabs
20 keep keyed up to the notch. In fact,
he was about all out when he cashed in
the last batch of chips at Stewards No. 2
house.
We put the next night in together, and
he played again with almost equal luck,
aud when 1 departed for Baker City, about
sixteen miles UP the road on the Union
Pacific Clint Thompson was pretty well
stal1ed, and I was financially easy. At
Baker I cut the faro banks out for sew
eral days, while l was interviewing the
Old citizens whose names l had for write
ups. But no sooner did l finish up my
legitimate work than | began to thirst
for a peep into the gambling joints. Clint
Thompson followed me to Baker. Said he
had no luck at La Grange after 1 left
and that seemed to have been the mas
cot of the play there. So he chased me
remembering the skill and judgment with
which Clint p.ayed at faro, l made COM
pact with him to play each night, each
man putting in $50 for a stack of reds
WIN or lose, and TO play for not more OF
less than $500, equal division. He agreed
During every night OF my sOjourn of ter
in oh ell a Wq6 nf
as my share of the evenings play II
was on the Saturday night previous TO my
departure the next day for Walla Walld
nat the final coup came with the dice
clint had cashed in his bunch of blues
and yeliows, and we were about to max;
tracks for our hotel, when we saw an IN
terestng pay al a crap table. A minstre
snow was doing a one-night stunt there
end Bob Slavin and several of the boys
were taking a whack at the gambling be-
fore turning in. Clint says to me, Sup
pose we put in 81 apiece and take whir
at it for fun Suits me-, said l, an(
pulled out a silver PUNK, though knew
he had run out of dope and really ougn
90 he back at the hotel to take double
header with the hypo outfit. But, beiiev
ing that ii would take but moment 4
lose our 81, l said nothing.
Thompson stepped up to the crap taOl
and waited for his turn with the dice
Tie would not take any chances on anothe
mans throw, and Slavin was the wors
Kind Of a Jonah that night, shooting dou
bic skies, pairs of aces, seven when afte
point, in one, two, three order. Th'
dIoe came down the line to Clint. II
took brace, gave them good rub on hi
moist palms for luck. laid down our tw'
smoIans' on the line, and rolled EN- out
Shoots eleven quoth the dealer w
had four bucks on the line. Clint shoot
again. This time a four and a tray showed
which, in crap parlance is also a natural
and the dealer paid. We were getting &C
ton Of S. Next throw Clint made six 70
his point and it came easy in tire
throws. We we're now SIG strong on tn
line. and running easy
Pretty good gum said somebody, VIII
fad been shooting the dice just befor
Ihompson's turn came. Guess III follow
h.tn. some of the minstrel men follows