The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-10-11
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others, VINO were already lingering their
chips impatiently. and Newton, who
held the cards. began to deal while
Quinn or Osborne, as he was for the
time, bought his chips from the house
attendant.
1t was table~stake game, each man
putting in 800 to start, ana ordinarily
the two professionals would have had
easy work dividing the money of the
other three, for they had played togeth-
or often enough to have a perfect un~
derstsnding- But on this occasion they
were rather at a disadvantage, each
paying more attention to the other than
he did to the game. and neither daring
to exercise any of the skill he had in
the manipulation of the cards for fear
of the others denUnciation.
Just what Osborne's object was in
playing poker Under such circumstan-
ces Newton was at a loss to conjec-
ture, but, after thinking it over as well
as he could while the game was go
ing on, ne decided that Osborne in
tended fastening q quarrel on him but
did not wish to have il appear that il
was quarrel about a woman. And
this. indeed, was the case.
Newton was put sufficiently on his
guard by this reasoning to make him
avoid giving any occasion for an out
break. nor, to do him justice, was he
especially anxious to avoid it. He knew
Quinn's prOwess, but he also had pride
in his own. and if Quinn chose to fight
about such a thing. why, he was not
the man to shirz the fray.
The Outbreak Came.
And the outbreak came. There was a
jackpot which one Of the army officers
opened on Newton's deal. Quinn and
the other officer passed out. but the
contractor and Newton stayed. Newton
raising it SO
The officer raised back and the con-
tractor dropped. but Newton stayed
on the draw the officer stood pat and
Newton took one card
The officer bet a white chip. and New
ton, after looking al his cards. raised
il $40. whereupon the other called and
showed a king high flush, but Newton
turned over an ace fun and raked in
the pot
Hard luck" said the officer. rather
discontentedly. as was natural enough.
But he picked up the deck and was
about to deal without further comment.
Nothing more would have been said il
It had not been for Quinn. He said
very slowly and significantly;
Il don't see any hard luck about
that"
You don't?" exclaimed the officer.
AtNlA you vail IL AldAA n ~ AA'AA q
pat flush and have another man draw
out against yOu?"
mo. not when the other man deals,
said Quinn, as slowly as before.
More Skill Than Luck.
There was a moments silence. 1t
was impossible to mistake his meaning
and they looked first at him and then
at Newton. who was listening intently
but who seemed as cool as did Quinn
He saw that Quinn's hand was under
the Ia bic. but he did not hesitate
AS I was the dealer, Mr.. Osborne of
Detroit he said, as deliberately as the
other had spoken, Il must ask you to
explain yourself a little better" And
his own hand dropped out Of sight.
Il mean" said Quinn, that there's
a good deal more skill than luck about
filling a full house when you deal a
card off the bOttOmGf the deck
There was only one possible answer
10 this, and Newton made it. Before
his own hand was above the edge Of
the table, however, Quinn had fired I'M
deTneath. and his bullet, though 1t did
not kill instantly, inflicted a mortal
wound Newton was the better marks
men. though he shot an instant later,
for Quinn fell dead on the spot.
AS it was only an ordinary card room
fight and nobody was particularly in
that Mrs. Osborne never knew whether
she had been fOrsaken or widowed
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