The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1899-06-29
KILLED THE DEALER.

AlHUUU lMN O0fA1lHAes
A GAME or FARO WhEee A. llFs.
COUNTED 40 NOTHING.
The Tendesfoot warned the Mexican
Once, but the Temptation to Cheat
Was Too strong, and the Greaser
suecunbsA and Fell Dead.
Before I came TO this good old town TO
fossilize while sleeping in q government
BERTH" said pension Office Official, II
used TO be something Of gypsy. had q
bad attack Of the wandering foot. and
took in nearly every old roost along the
Rockies. saw Tombstone, A. T., when
duels made tho sandy streets crimson with
the gore Of gamblers and town marshsls.
LcaAville was bit dull In comparison
with some Of the other places, but freely
give the little old town Ut Crur d'Alsne
the palm for absolute Indifference in the
face of homicide. The scenes witnessed
during my short stay there would make
the paees Of Richard Henry Savage sound
like excerpts from one Of Mrs Burton Har-
rison's society roinancea. II 70 located Ut
the head Of Coeur d'Alene lake, over in
Idaho, not far from Spokane. In the
eighties II was lively mining town, with
all the trimmings thrown In.
'sLike all such boom towns, 1t did not
wake up until after the glare Of the night
lamps had taken the place Of the sunshine.
Then the dance halls started up and tho
gambling Joints were In full blast. The
riffraff Of the earth was there, from Mon
golian to Caucasian, and all Joined hands
In the mad whirl, which ended III the
crave or the gutter. ! was not much Of
sport, but caught the fever to limited
extent. Iwas In tho habit Of going to
tho gambling halls to risk small sums,
merely for the privilege of watching the
crowd.
Zone night I was in Fatty CAROLS
gaming resort, risking my ususl % cent
bets at the faro table We had . black
browed Mexican dealing, Chinaman was
keeping cases, while the lookout chair
was being occupied by young Harvard
graduate, who had lost his roll In the
mines and was turning his hand to the
first job that showed up. The Mexican
was known all around as tricky dealer,
and we had TO watch the box pretty close
to keep from being robbed Of all we had
on the very first deal. However, tho bets
were not large, and no one had the nerve
to kick about the paltry sums that wero
gradually finding their way into the CASH
box.
"Along about midnight . young ten
derfoot looking chap strolled into the hall.
He was nattily rugged out In trim cordu-
roys and neat, high top boots After 60
ing up to the bar and getting o drink he
came over to the faro table. A deal had
lust been ended, and the Mexican was
shufling the pack. The newcomer ordered
the Chinaman out Of his chair and sat
down to keep cases himself He pulled
out q bag Of 90 goldpieces and proceeded
to stack them up in front Of him. The
Mexican began to fdget a little, for he
ssw that he had game on hand, and he
needed all his nerve. Before the deal was
half through three Of the queens were out
of the box. Tho tenderfoot chap put $50
up for the lady to lose. The greaser pulled
tho cards carefully from then on. Sud-
denly he made quick movement, and
the queen came out-a winner.
"Tho tenderfoot's eyes flashed fire, but
he turned to the Mexican and said In cool,
quiet tones:
"'I saw you turn that dirty card, and
Twill let 1t 60 this time. II you do 1t
again, I'll kill you without warning he
pulled out o "A and laid 1t on the table
by his side, behind his stack Of goldpieces.
"'Muy bisn, sepor,' drawled the Mexi-
can as he went on with the deal.
-
time ON. I staid and followed the bets OF
the tenderfoot. He won just as II he
knew the lay of the cards. 1t seemed I'M
possible for him to lose, and ct the end OF
q dozen deals he was at least 81 200 to the
rood, The Mexican was muttering all the
Spanish oaths he knew, and he changed
the cards every other deal. He looked ner-
vously at the heavy caliber gun that lay
over on the other aide Of the strangers
growing stack, but he could not muster
IN sufficient courage to cheat. The young
fellow began to plunge little. His bets
grew bigger, and still he won.
cat last the Mexican could stand the
pressure no longer. His job was at stake.
FATTY Carroll kept no man who could not
win for him, The end of the deal came,
and the last three cards were still In the
box, The dealer waited for the players
to arrange their bets for calling the turn.
The tenderfoot put 500 on ace, ten and
tray, and we all followed suit. The bank
stood to lose about $1,000. The Mexican
turned pale as death, for he knew the bet
was winner. He could not resist the
temptation, and when he pulled the cards
he shifted them, and they came out tray,
ten, ace. Quick as q flash the tenderfoot's
Run rang out, and the Mexican rolled over
on the floor with bullet through his
heart. All was commotion for moment,
but the young fellow sat In his chair with
n cool smile on his face. The bartender
came up and asked what was the matter.
"'He turned dirty card on me, and I
shot him, as told him would, answer
| cd tho tendorfoot as he stacked up his win
nings.
TThst's all right, commented the bar.
keep. He never was on the square, but
don't let's have any trouble here. II
would hurt the reputation of the house
Do you want to play any morer
"'Of course answered the tenderfoot.
"The barkeep ordered the Harvard
graduate out of the lookout chair and
put him to dealing and the game went
on ~ II nothing had happened. The dead
Mexican lay on the floor right where NJ
had fallen. The worst part Of the matter
was that he was right by my side, and hi.
wido open eyes, with the glaze OF deatf
slowly settling over them, stared me right
in the face, till got so nervous that
could hardly pick up my chips- But
would not weaken, since the others wert
SO Indifferent. staid clear through til
the game closed at sunrise. The tender
foot quit about $500 winner. As he ros'
from the table he did not turn around tt
look at tho body Of the Mexican as 1t Ia!
weltering In blood on the floor. Wash