The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-08-03
KEYS TRIP WEST.
How an Astute New Yorker Got Bunkoed
in the Country.

W AhS SOuHtty'
You know my brother key, of
course?'' said the man who was treat
ing couple of friends to a boat ride
to Coney Island Likely and 1 have
been partners in business for twelve
years. He has always stuck to the
aesk, while l have done the travelling
key had an idea that New York
Couldn't run day without him. He
also thought himself the cutest, smart
est man in the big town. Other New
1orkers who never get ten miles out of
town have the same idea. Things hap
pen 10 me on the road now and then,
and told Ikey about 'em, but 1 could
never get him to believe that there was
man outside of Gotham who knew
enough to rake In a poker pot with a
straight flush in his hand A few
weeks ago | got hurt, and key had to
go out or lose customers. When he
hnally concluded to go, he went with
ms nat on his ear and a pocketful of
50 cent cigars. He was prepared to
dazzle everybody.
Ikey, says 1, as he was ready to go,
look a little out for gum games. You'll
run across chaps who know croWbar
from a clock
Bahn says Ikey as he picked up his
grip and started off with a smile of
contempt on his face.
Well I'm nearly dead of laughing
over his adventures. He got off at
Albany and was Juggling his grip up
town, when a boy steps up and says:
Hello, Senator! Glad to see YOU.
III carry that grip along and make no
charge
1t tickled Ikey to be taken for SEN
ator and it tickled him to save a dime,
put the boy got away with the grip,
and key was hung up for two days
until the police found it. At Rochester,
as he was standing around the station,
a stranger fell against him, and said:
Beg pardon, but amt you the man
who is going to build the Panama ca
nal?'
I'm thinking of it, says key. So
Der as judge, but three minutes later
he finds his watch gone.
In Buffalo, as he came out of his
MOTEL, stranger asked him if he wasn't
the governor, and then added: Excuse
me while i knock that fly off,
key rather carried the idea that he
was the governor, but the stranger had
got his diamond pin. In Cleveland one
of our old customers set out to make
things pleasant for my brother, and
after dinner said to him:
Say, key, we've got new game
out here and may be you'll like to take
"a hand in? It's called poker, and
there's a great chance to show your
nerve by bluffing.
"A new gamer says Ikey, as he
throws up his hands. Why, we've been
playing poker in New York for the last
200 years.
And Ikey took a hand in, and when
the Buckeyes got through with him, he
was $40 out of pocket. Getting along
to Toledo man worked $25 out of him
on a bogus check, and in Detroit he was
let in as sure winner on a horse race
and lost $35 more. That same night
a thief entered his room, and stole all
his clothes and he had to telegraph
me to get others to get home in. While
he was on the way, a pickpocket got his
last dollar and he couldn't even pay
car fare home from the station. It's
a sore subject with key, and you fell
lows must handle him gently, but it will
do him heap of good in the end. The
swelling in his head has gone down by
a third already, and he is almost ready
to admit that he isn't infallible. New
York Sun.