The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1903-01-02
ISING SUN, CECIL COUNTY, 1908. NC
rolling ship running before a following

rolling ship running before following
sea.
The passengers appeared disconso-
late. The dagoes, being about for
time, smoked cigarettes, and Mr.. Good
man chatted pleasantly with Mr.. En-
lis.
When the skipper had taken his noon
observation and worked it out with
great show of genius, he suggested that
the charts be chucked aside and all
hands indulge in game of cards.
Mr.. Goodman assented to this propo-
sition, saying that cards were what he
most loved on rainy days.
Mr.. Silvelo and Mr.. Hernandez were
induced to join the game, but even
these with the skipper made only four,
and five was considered the proper
crowd at poker table. Finally jim
my Breeze suggested that the new
mate was gentlemanly fellow and
that he saw no reason why he should
not play.
",To be sure" assented Mr.. Goodman.
He was called, and the five sat down
pack of cards.
Jimmy Breeze ran them through his
fingers carelessly to see if certain pin
marks which he had deftly made on
each ace were in proper condition for
discernment, then the edges Of GER
tain cards known to be kings. All ap-
peared to be in perfect order for a
game, and the skipper was consequent-
iy in good humor. He had played with
cards like these before, and it seemed
SO easy with a benign and pleasant
person as Mr.. Goodman. His dagoes
he, would bleed lightly, for they were
aiMaystsdangeRous losers. zs.,,., :s,ss.;
st,''AIE.s Hildebrand," said the skipper,
addressing. the second mate, Mthese are
gentlemen. .,,.ueAnd he looked compre-
hensively at his passengers. =.
1.-The second officer nodded, and his
restless eyes flashed from one to the
other in rapid succession.
. 81 suppose ye know, sir, that there
amt any sech thing as miracles among
sech as us, hey?"n
Mr.. Hildebrapd nodded again. 81 un-
derstand We all right" said he. whats
the game" And he pulled out a roll
of brand new notes of large denomina-
tion.
Jimmy BreeZe's eyes glistened. Why
a sailor should come aboard his ship
with q roll of money did not appear to
impress him. He saw the money. That
was enough. Now, what would the
others show up?
Il reckon We'll make it a dollar
game" said he, pulling out his pocket
book and producing some old bills.
Mr.. Silvelo objected on the ground of
poverty, but was instantly silenced by
the benign Mr.. Goodman, who offered
to take his note for any reasonable
amount. In fact, he insisted on lend
ing the dago a crisp hundred dollar
bill, taking his written promise in re-
turn.
The sight Of so much money fairly
took the shippers breath away, and he
insisted on playing bigger game.
Draw poker was nothing unless there
was money on the board.
The two dago passengers, however,
objected to plunging, and the game be-
gan at a dollar.
sit is very unfortunate" said Mr..
Goodman, that forgot to get money
changed before coming aboard. fear
l shall have to buy a hundred worth
of chips from you to start with" And
he handed the captain new note.
Jimmy Breeze held himself well in
hand. He stacked out the chips care
fully and passed them to his passen-
ger.
"How many for yep he asked Mr..
Silvelo.
'Oh, fiftee is all play" said that
gentleman, passing his note and taking
the change in the shippers dirty bills.
can ye two?' he added to Herman
dez and the second mate. They both
took the same amount.
"1f there's any one got any objection
to my dealin', let him speak out"
growled Breeze, shuffling the cards and
glancing in a menacing way around
the table. No one spoke. He tossed
off the pasteboards and the game be-
gan in perfect silence.
II guess III stand pat" said Mr..
Goodman.
The second mate tossed off three
cards and was followed by the dagoes,
all making good.
Mr.. Goodman smiled and moistened
his lips.
81 suppose it would be wrong for me
not to go the limit" said he, passing
the chips out. Jimmy Breeze raised
him. The rest dropped out.
"Well, captain" said Mr.. Goodman,
81 don't want to rob you, but 1 can
play this hand to beat. You better
drop out. I've got you"
Ii there was one thing Jimmy Breeze
hated, it was instructions at cards.
81 don't want no information. Play
cards." said he roughly.
''Will you drop the limit?" asked his
passenger, beaming upon him over the
rim of his glasses.
"Surew growled Breeze He had felt
the pinhole distinctly and knew his op-
ponent held four kings.
in that case I'll make it $500 to
play" said Mr.. Goodman.
'An' call at that" said Breeze, COM
pletely taken aback at the figure. He
was not rich.
Mr.. Goodman laid down his four
kings and was about to rake in the pot
when hoarse guffaw from the skip
per made him desist.
Jimmy Breeze laid down a straight
flush.
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