The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1899-09-26
A GAMBLERS STORIES

or the Erect of a Run of BAD Luck
OH the Tempcr-Hoodoo Who was
Having his Shoes shined-A Full
Meal of Baked Beans.
New York Sun: 81 have seen some
curious effects Of continuous gambling
In my time" said the old sport, but
nothing to equal the affair witnessed
last Sunday morning. No one but a
man who has gambled good bit and
has experienced the same sensations
as those which led my friend to such
violence as l will describe, will quite
understand the frame of mind that he
was in. but the old sport will under
stand 1t every time, because he's been
there himself.
"Pete and I-Pete's my friend. md a
rare old gomhler-came out Of a gamh-
ling house Orwell. we'll say Forty
third street, last Sunday morning and
started for a turkish bath. Pete had
been playing all night, first the wheel,
then the tiger and finally poker, and he
had lost a good bit OF money. As we
reached the corner Of Sixth avenue,
Pete spled a welI-dressed young man
seated in a bootblack's chair getting
his shoes shined. Before knew what
he was going to do, he strobe forward,
pasted that fellow one between the
eyes, remarking as he did 1t:
You're always getting your shoes
shined.'
Eyes, know. the same thing hap
pened to Sheridan. wasn't It? But
that's no reason why 1t shouldn't hap
pen 10 a New York sport too
81 hustled Pete into a cab In a hurry
and before that young fellow had quite
recovered from his surprise we were
well out Of the way. never said a
word until we got TO the bath. and then
| looked Pete well over and says:
In the name OF all that's good.
Pete. tell me why you hit that fellow
Why says Pete. hes always get
ting his shoes shined. knew I'd have
TO hit him some time, and just
couldn't wait any longer
"Pete took long breath. and seeing
that I was still puzzled he went on.
| Five Sundays ago came out OF that
place after an all-nig:IT play. n loser.
drank lot and smoked lot, and !
was tired. felt dirty and my face wns
drawn. | was sore on the world. The
first man / struck is this cuss getting
his shoes shIned. all dressed up In his
, Sunday clothes, nice big necRtle on,
his hair parted In the middle and his
mouBtnche waXed ! don't know why,
but hated the cuss the minute ! laid
eyes on him. II was the same thing
the next Sunday and the next and last
Sunday / thought I'd have to hit him
He always looked so nice and clean.
that felt like dirtying him n bit. He's
/ "a Ngshnn
came out loser again this morning,
felt like going home some other way
for fear I'd have TO soak him before we
got to the corner. Just couldn't help
It. and l want to tell you that feel a
hundred per cent better for It.
"Now what do you think OF that? OF
course you can't understand II. but II
you was gambler like Pete, you'd see
II quick enough. Would you like to
hear story about the effect Of O win
Ming streak on beef stew? Yes? Well,
you know one Of the gamest old gam
blers you ever heard Of IL Deuham
Thompson. the actor He's born gam
| bier and he's at It when his pockets
lined same as when It isn't. Den and Il
friend. whom Wen call Jack, lost lot
OF money In Chicago few years ago
and for two days they were broke. II
was hard scratching for place TO sleep
md ns for eating, well, they didn't
manage to get any more than enough
TO keep alive on. one night they went
TO Buck BIS gambling house to see
II Den could land friend who'd stake
them. They hndn't had bite to eat
ali day and were pretty hungry. Buck
keeps q cafe on the ground floor OF his
Mace and the first thing that struck
Den and Jack when they went In. was
the odor OF nice fresh beef stew.
"'Goah. amt that great says Den,
Food for the gods, Jack
Never smellcd anything like II be-
fore says Jack. 'Terrapin and cham
payne for the fool. Den, but beef stew
for you and me
"Thcy stood there Just snlfin' the
aroma OF beef stew, making eyes Mt
each other and breaking the silence eV-
cry few minutes TO say something about
that beef stew. Pretty soon Den spots
friend and manages to borrow ten
spot.
O %'sut-,' says Jack, snlfln' at the
beef stew.
mo. Stree says Den. and he and
Jack went upstairs. The details aren't
Interesting. so I'll only say that when
Den quit he had $500 In his pocket He
and Jack came downstairs together and
the FIRST thing that struck them was
that odor OF beef stew.
"'Phewy says Jack, what is that
smell7'
Perfectly disgusting says Den; I
should think Buck would be careful
about the way he scents mp the place.
81 never smelt anything like IT, says
Jack. Let's leave the place ut once
and those two old hypocrites went out
arm In arm and made bee line for
restaurant where they had meal that
reduced the roll to almost 500.
eve got one more II you'd like 10
hear II. Two friends Of mine were
broke and pretty hungry. one was an
ln6RfatiRahie gumbler, the other n man
who thought ~ his stomach before
anything else In the world They stood
Ia front az sixth avenue bcnpery
looking hungrily at n pot OF pork and
beans from which q waiter was taking
some for a customer. The hadn't a
cent between them. but PRETTY soon a
friend Of my game friend came along