The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-10-11

Melancholy Result 81 Game q Psko
Net Played for Money.

MedomcOoiy ReSult d . Seu0 - ESA"
Net Piaycd for Money.
BRIGHTON, N. Y, Oct. l0--EGbert Bemis
OF this place lost q valuable coachdog
last week. and lost him in game Of poker.
That Is. he lost him As a ccackcog. for
| the dog remains intact, follows his master
about the village as Of old but has his be-
| ing, sans spots. And a coaohdog without
| spots is the most ornery dog on four legs.
Egbert always evinced desire to be
sport. and has maze come rash boasts in
the past about his prowess as a poker
player. One week ago he was Dragging
of his poker shrewdness In Al kemick's
store, when Chester Witham. who learned
the game in the Civil War while contract
ing rheumatism below the Potomac denied
that the speaker was entitled to the belt
in Monroe county. Egbert challenged the
| veteran to play few hands.
Haven't any money, Egg. Ais l have
ia my pension and I've spent that. I'll
play you for matches, though said Wit
ham.
mo; I'm a spot. It's got to be for the
goods. Haven't you any personal prop
Gty2' insisted Egbert.
"Only my coachdog." replied the old
man.
Egbert became interested. well. III
play my dog against your dog, My dog
Is the best coachdog in Monroe county
Not by long chalk! I've got the best
coaohdog in the State interrupted Wit
ham.
"Then we'll play for the dogs urged
Egbert
mo; for can't afford to feed two. Be-
sides, they would probably fight, or your
dog would run away. Say, Eg, how many
spots has your pup?'
1One hundred and eighteen proudly
responded Egbert.
.Well, mine has 115. Well play for Spots
said the veteran.
Explain requested the young man.
"Why, We'll bet our dogs spots. II !
lose ten spots III remove ten spots from
my dog. We can agree to paint out every
spot we lose,'
Cant spend all our lives painting dogs.
Let 3 set q time limit. suggested Egbert:
All right. The loser has got to keep his
dog free Of as many spots az he loses for the
space Of one year. said Witham.
This was agreed to by the other. and
Remick pulled out a barrel and produced
| deck OF cards, and the two began to play,
playing jackpots only Egbert took l1s
matches and Wtham lis, match for every
| spot on the dogs.
The game lasted just three hands. Bemis
had It all his own way on the first throw Of
| the cards, opening for five spots, holding
up pair Of kings and the four Of diamonds
as a kicker. He caught two more fours
! and felt elated
Witham in desperation retained the
deuce and three spot Of hearts, intending
| o. ,,A H,,t tr la inu
more hearts. After thirty spots had been
showed In, the old man called and then ga1ed
sorrowfully at his dog lying at his feet.
The animal raised his head and thumped
his tail confidently.
The next hand went to Witham, who
opened for the limit on two pairs, aces up.
Bemis smiled contentedly, az he held tens
and kings. Neither bettered, however,
and the old man sighed with relief at re-
placing the thirty spots on his dog and
eliminating three spots from the Bemis
III The third and last hand will long DO re-
membered in the poker annals Of Brighton.
Bemis opened for the limit on three Jacks
a queen and q king. Without any con-
oeaiment he drew to the full strength Of hii
hand and caught his fourth jack and an
This made his four Of kind good 70,
anything except a straight flush, and q
the old man drew three cards, presume bly,
to a pair, the Witham dog began to loss
spots In clouds. But Witham, holding w
a pair OF aces, made mistake in disoardin 8
This was what saved him and his dog.
He threw away an ace unintentionally
and discovered with sinking heart that h.
was holding up the ace and two-spot Of
spades. He bit his lip with vexation anc
picked up his three cards. He had caught
the three, four and five of spades, and men
tally blessed his blunder.
- - = L.
INJURED.
whats that?' asked Bemis.
-Oh, nothing" said the old man.
-Oh I'll fuss with you for ten spots. saic
Bemis carelessly.
-Guess III trifle and boost you ten 70.
piled Witham, scowling at his cards.
"That's the right spirit. Let's get &C.
man, with deep joy.
aAnd ten to you, right of my dogs shout.
ders," murmured the old veteran.
Back again from Bruno's chest, gayly
sang Bems.
ham.
Bemis laughed Historically while his dog
began to howl.
aShut up, Bruno. You are all right
You'll never be spotless on this hand,
he said.
4Poor old pup. He knows what's COM
Ing. he can leel tneln gong, SAID Nltnam.
HERE'S my last ten" cried Bemis.
(which just cleans me up a. was three
spots ahead" announced Wiham
"Iet's throw in one inch of the dogs
tails" suggested Bemis, who IL young
never was soldier and hence u some
times cruel.
-No, I've got you beat. call, declared
Witham. And the hands were thrown
down.
Good heavens The pup was right.
Remick, bring me some white paint,
groaned Bems.
And that is how the young man lost his
coachdog and Is to-day followed about
by nondescript. gray-coated animal that