Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1902-02-18
Two Cent Limit
AND
What Came Of II

New York, Feb. 3.-ln dimly
lighted room in the rear of the saloon
at 70 Ludlow street an exciting poker
game was taking place just before
daybreak yesterday. There were five
players and eleven bewhiskered men
watched with bated breath.
The limit was two cents, and luck
had been about even all night, al
though Isaac Pinsky of 40 Essex
street, who peddles pickles from a
pail, had been accused of surreptitious-
~ taking money from his pile and hid
ing II in his shoe to give the impress
sion that he was loser, and then
suddenly having an attack OF cold
feet. He hadn't been allowed to
withdraw. and soon after 8 o'clock a
jackpot had been passed by all but
PinslIy and Jake Ingoldsby, the Hes.
ter street salt herring dispenser, and
interest in the game was aroused to
its highest pitch.
Pinsky opened the pot for one cent.
Ingoldsby stayed and raised him two
cents. Pinsky raised Iingoldsby In
turn for the same amount.
"Ach, bud hade to do dis, Mister
Ingoldsby," remarked Pinsky. Tell
me, yes, no, hat you god your fish
boughdt for tomorrow"
''Neffcr mindt der fish, Pinsky; hal
you god your pigles In der said undt
vinegar? Maybe II you alndt, you viii
be chust as sour as dey vas py der
morning. ! chust raise you der lin,
i'd"
They kept on raising until there
were 60 cents in the pot. Beads OF
perspiration stood on the foreheads OF
the onlookers, but the players each
felt so confident Of having a sure thing
that they only strokSd their whiskers
and grinned at each other. Finally
Pinsky said:
"Ach, | hat nod der heardt to pul
you ouid OF pizness. ] don't vandt To
ruint your family, Ingoldsby. so will
gall you"
The two threw down their cards and
simultaneously grabbed for the mon
ey on the table. The excited specta
tors pulled them apart and left the
money where II was, while all hands
began to Iabber and gesticulate. Pin
sky had three kings of heart; Ingolds
by had another king of hearts, one oil
clubs and one of diamonds.
Vat you mena by tryin' to taig dol
pod, alreatty?" shrieked Pinsky.
II hat dree kings undt so hat you,
yelled Ingoldsby. Id vas a misdeal
undt as you dealt der cardts you lose
der money for maiging der mistaig."
"Ha, ha, ha Ach, vot a choke,
laughed Pinksy. "Don'd you know vol
dot hand ISIS? We're didt you effei
learn to blay der game? Go way pack
undt sid NIT yourselfs all alone in q
room nit nopoddy in Id but you. lss
Id possible, Ingoldsby, dot you don'd
know vat mein handt iss?"
I'D vas a mizdeal," cried Ingoldsby
"Ach, vat ISIS der matter nit your
answered PinsFy. IVY, don'd you
know dat dat handt candt pc blad by
fife azes? Dot iss a misamashema
flush, You seldom zee i'd in a poker
game-nod vounce in a hundredt
years. vas luggy mans to holdt
Won of dem, amt id?"
"Mizdeal! mizdeal!" shouted In
goldsby's friendts.
Flush! flush! flush! a misamashe
ma flush shrieked the partisans OF
Pinsky,
About this time Policemen Curran
and Baxter happened to pass the sa
loon and heard the yelling.
"Begorra," said Curran, "Oi think
they do be playin' cards in there
What do they name by misdales an
Pushes, Charley?"
"Oi think it's forty-foives." replied
Baxter, but anyway, 1t do be gam
bin, an not a half block from Florrie