The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-08-20
WESTERN MAN BUCI<ED TIGER.
Lost $4,000 at Faro, with Never a
Winning Ret.
From the New York Press.

FROM the New York Press.
1t was one of those ideally cool summer
nights for which the Atlantic coast resorts
are famous Long Branch. after wildly
hilarious evening. was gradually sinking
into slumber. Hardly one of the long ar
ray of frame buildings showed CLEAN of
light above the ground flour. The air SEEM
ed dead.
Even the usually crowded parors and
gaming rooms of the famous Pennsylvania
Club were robbed of half their accustom-
ed throng. The roulette wheel had stopped
for lack of players. In one corner of the
beautiful crystal drawing room party of
four yawned as draw poker gave way TO a
game of hearts for quarter a spot.
The faro bank had two players only and
the dealer was lstlessly drawing out the
cards, too inert even to announce the re-
suits, duty which mis- cue box keeper was
performing in his stead.
AT the end of this deal" the dealer
finally drawled, Il guess I'll close the
game"
NO objection from this quarter" replied
one of the players, a wel-known figure in
Wall street and a man who staked mis-
thousands on a turn of the market as
carelessly as he now tossed white chips on
the painted cards before him, too indiffer-
ent often 10 observe where they fell.
Nor from this" asserted the other. ITO
tell the truth the game tonight reminds
me of the last funeral l CHANGED to at
tend" he added as he turned to observe a
newcomer.
Game still going. I see. remarked the
latter, as he returned the nod, half of rec
ognition, half of inquiry. May use up a
stack?'
oh certainly" replied the dealer. with
just a touch of interest in his tone I'VE
were about TO close the game, but-al-
ways willing to ob5ige our friends, you
know"
well, for a starter, just a white chip. on
the ace. We Western men are rather fond
of bullets I'm from Chicago. My name is
SamueIs, Jacob Samuels. Ran in East with
my wife for a few weeks and a friend IN
PRODUCED me here"
Seven loses, nine wins" drawled the
dealer, resuming the play with shade
OF interest.
Lucky in not losing, anyhow" observed
the newcomer Think I'll cover the court
cards with red chip over the queen"
Jack loses ten wins"
A blue over the queen was Samuels'
only response.
Acc loses; six wins" and the dealer g
| assistant drew down the first bet
| A red on the ace was the next play, but
| the one spot was the next card drawn A
! red on the ten, cOppered; blue TO the
| left of the seven, taking in the six, seven
| and eight, and a white for luck' on the
corner of the three, this also covering the
| FIVE.
king loses; four wins" and the assist
ant added the blue over the queen to the
banks pile OF checks.
| A deep sigh from the Western man. But
he doubled his remaining bets
Seven loses; ace wins"
Two more blue chips gone, but again he
doubled his bets, dropping four blues TO
| the left of the seven. But the next turn
| swept them away.
"The court cards! The court cardsr he
muttered, dropping a pile of blues over
| the queen.
Three loses; ten wins" and two bets
were lost at once.
The broker splitting even so far on the
deal, turned to the Western man:
Hard luck, old man." he observed.
Double up and youll win out. Your
| turn must soon come; so think I'll fol-
| low you for a while"
| The old gamblers rule of "never push
your bad luck was thrown aside, ana
| samuels, after buying another stack of
chips, began 20 plunge. The white chip
bets grew to stacks of blues the blues 10
| double stacks as he placed them on the
| cards; but stll he lost.
once he stacked the remains of his pile
| Deuce losses, deuce wins" and his chips
| were split Shifting the remaining hat
on the deuce. The next instant IL came:
| to the nine, it was also swept away
! Again he bought, and sull again, his
| roll of bank notes steadily growing small
er. while the dealer, without the flicker
of an eyebrow, added the purchases to
| his own pile.
| A second thousand dollars followed the
| first The perspiration was standing thick
on the brow of the man from Chicago.
! The veins of his temples swe.led, his
tongue was hot and dry. He called for
a glass of brandy, but the trembling of
| his fingers spilled half before it could
| touch his lips. One toss, the remainder
was swallowed and the glass dropped 20
| the floor with a crash
| Forty turns without winning-impossi-