The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-02-08

arrystockracy can come over here an
room our gamblers, what's to prevint
him firm Robin Russell Sage or de-
privin' Hetty Green iv tn discomforts
iv life?
Il niver was in a gamblin' house
but Wanst. Hogan took me there. Be
sides bein' pote, he's a great f1-nan-
cier. He believes in Marconis lilly
graft. Come up he says, AN help
nae WOO tn Goddess iv Chance, he
says. I have system, he says. I
haven't seen tn lady FIR years. I says,
but I'll go along an see we home whin
she turns loose tn dog on ye,' says.
Where does she live now? l says.
Over Dorsey's saloon he says An
whit with him. TIL Goddess Nv Chance
certainly lives will, Hinnissy. They
was a naygur at tn dure an tn room
was full iv light firm chandyleers an
they was onyx cuspidors upon tn f1ure.
Business seemed to be good, but I
cudden't see tn Goddess anywhere.
Where is tn Goddess iv Chance?' /
asst Hogan. Here, says he, settin'
down in front iv tn wheel an pushin'
over his pay envelope. She's a burly
lady says I, FIR tn Goddess had a
black mustache an wore sthraW hat
with a hole knocked in it. Woo her
very gently says I. Not 1ookin' FIR
boord an dealt mesilf two dollars
worth iv turkey I was imptyin' tn
pickle dish whin tn owner iv the par
lor took me be tn arm an led me
away to a quite corner. He was a nice
man, an him an me soon had our feet
in each others laps.
"'Ye have a fine business here says
/. It's better thin it was a few
minyitS ago. says he. But it's dull
life I don't see what Fright We have
to complain l says. 'Ye have q gran
palatchial place. I says. 'Ye> ought to
be happy with these Brussels carpets,
glass chandyleers an jooled spittoons,
Isays. What dye want@ says. That's
what Everybody Thinks says he. 'Peo-
pie hwy us who knows nawthin' about
tn hardshipS iv' tn life. In tn first
place, 1 detest cards. l niver gamble
he says. Befure 1 left me home in
Injianny me father who was Method
list minister in Terry Hut placed his
hand on me head and said: 'Ikey, We
ARE goin' out into tn Wurruld. Prom
Use me niver to touch a card" prom
ised an I've kept me vow. L wisht
he hadn't asst. It's thrue l have made
some money, but tn life is a dogs life
afther all. 1 have established a fine
business, although tn hours is long
an they'se a great dale iv wear an
tear firm tn polls an we're obliged
to have tn windows shut to keep in
tn noise iv tn chips an tn suckers
an tn SMELL he says. I have a re-
liable staff. That salesman behind TIN
faro box Is an excellent clerk. l pay
him eight dollars a night an he arms
it. The wheelwright who is JUS now
handin' yeer frind with tn specs a
stack iv bone in exchange FIR pitcher
Nv Salmon P. Chase is cap'ble an trust
worthy. Th' bright-lookin' fellow at
tn chuek-a-luck table / took out of
a brokers' Office an made a man iv
him. He was confirmed gambler,
but today he is thurly reliable. All
this, iv coorse, is satisfactory to bust
ness man. But what I complain iv
is tn occupation is to teejous. It's tn
same thing night afther night. There's
no excitement. TIL same dull routine
in tn same overheated air, tn same
chin chat with the young dlrunk an,
affictionate childher iv tn rich I
don't gamble. Does ]. Pierpont Nor