The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1898-02-11
sHERIpAN,s POKER GAME.
There Were Others, but senator conb

i'SiS NSlS ClltFS, DuL SelletloT Sollh-
ling and the Hero of Winchester
Furnished the Fun.
Il was in the game one night during
the winter OF rs when both Conkling
ana sheridan We're players. 1t was a
four-handed game, and John Chamber
lin was the other player. The game
at Chamberlin's was always for a 50
limit at first with the understanding
that along toward morning, after Il
couple OF hours of warming UP, any
body could suggest the removal of the
limit II he wanted to. The way Conk-
ling and Sheridan bluffed each other
that night was q caution. Both men
seemed to strike out luck together as
an element in their good-natured play
against each other and as both of
them caught fine hands occasionally.
when engaged in this ,tug-of-war of
blufiing neither of them could get an
exact line on the other, and it was bet
ter than play to study their faces at
the show-downs. Conkling was having
all the success during the latter part
of the night. and it was fun to hear
Little Phil softly utter dark and
woody things under his breath when,
time after time, Conkling would show q
hand consisting Of nothing at all after
having scared Sheridan out, or produce
a gorgeous set of tours or full hand
at such times as Sheridan, deciding
that the senator was blufting, would
call him.
Bite him, Sheridan Chamberlain
would say, amusedly, on these occa-
sions, and Sheridan would tell Cham
berlin to go to the dickens, and call for
another deck of cards.
1--WE started the last round Of jack
pots with new deck. Sheridan dealt
the first mess himself, and after it had
gone around and none Of the three of
us could open it, Sheridan opened it
himself. Neither Chamberlin nor I
had any right to stay on our hands,
and so it was left between Sheridan
and Conkling, who stayed. Conkling
took three cards, and turned his little
pair into threes. Sheridan dished him
self out three cards, and bit his cigar
hard when he saw his hand. He made
IS bet to draw Conkling out, and the
senator raised him S25. 1t passed be-
tween them with these SIS bets until
there was nearly $500 in the pot, both
men scrutinizing each other pretty
carefully at each bet.
I don't know so much about you
this time, said Conkling finally, and !
think I'll just call you for safety.
both laid their hands down at the
same time. Conkling had three mines,
and he looked at Sheridan strangely
when he saw the color of Sheridan's
DA%L ~, ty, Il
| self also saw what was wrong at the
same instant, but we only smiled and
| let the two men have it out. Sheridan
had broad grin on his face and was
| just about to rake in the pot. Conkling
| was gazing at the little man of iron
with puzzled look in his eyes.
oh, say, there, Phil just wait a
minute said he. Do you really think
that pot belongs to your
| Belongs to me?' said Sheridan
Well it does if the nose on my face
belong to me- and again he reached
over to hoe in the pot.
| "Conkling ran his hand through his
hand and again stopped Sheridan witt
a gesture.
g" I don't remember ever having
seen that sort Of thing before he sad
Did you, PHILIP
| :" See what sort of thing before?
said Sheridan. What In blazes are yor
talking about, Conkling?'
For reply, Conkling put one finger
upon one Of Sheridan's aces, and Their
pointed to another one Of the aces.
+" 7 never saw a jackpot won will
three aces two Of which happened tt
be aces of diamonds, said Conklinl
smiling. 2ffa's
Sheridan looked at his hand, lying
face up on the table before him, ant
his face became fiery red. The con
sternation on his countenance wa!
really funny.
Why said he, after minute
blamed If I don't believe I'm nothing
better than an involuntary swindler
That other ace, you see, is a club.
opened the pot on pair of red aces
and they were, of course, these aces o
diamonds. Chamberlin,' turning t.
the amused boniface turn me out o
doors AS a fraud and a short-cart
player, twill you?
And have the army fire a wolfe.
over the ruins of my house,? replied
Chamberlin. Hardly. Anyhow, Il
rather see you and Conkling engage il
rough and tumble fight over tn
thing. Go ahead, the pair of you. Wei
see fair play turning to me.
"Of course, the extra ace of diamond
had slipped into the deck ACCIDENT,
before 1t left the manufacturers hands
but Sheridan, when he had in meas
ure recovered from the surprise of tn
revelation, made humorous preten
sion that he had known the whole thin
all along, and convulsed the three of u
by feelingly appealing to Conkling t
refrain from exposing him to tn
world, for the sake Of his family, an
all that sort of thing. The hand bein
foul the pot was, of course, divided. -
washington Star
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