The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1905-12-01
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All Hing was the Rothschild of the
Blue Hill camp. OF a wiZened aspect
and uncertain age, he had conducted
the business of his Chinese brethren
time out of mind. He had one eye, u
rather scanty supply of pigtail, n a
few hairs on his upper lip, which looked
as if they had been fixed there by glue
at regular intervals of an eighth of AN
inch. His was deferential and
bland, though he was not unskilled in
the use of the beer bottle.
He was reputed to be worth $200, 600.
which may or may ns... nave been the
case. But he was unique in possess
ing q private residence apart from
his place of business. He had also
possessed a wife, brS being a thrifty
man, had decided, after the birth of two
young hopefuls, to sell her.
She was accordingly sold, and All
Hing, with the help of his private sec
rotary, All Lung, carried on the bust
mes of the firm and brought up the
babies. Every evening they We're 10
be seen sitting behind the partition in
the office" each With an infant China
man on his knee. dispensing lottery
tickets. which afforded Measurable ex-
element to the i~mprovident Celestials,
and a constant income for the astute
All Hing. F'an-tan games, too, he ran
in an adjoining room. The boys said
his one eye round a fan-tan table was
as good as amy ones else two.
But poker was his game. and bold.
indeed, was the white nan who would
butt up against All Hing. The willy
Chinaman would sit by the our With
a long hookah in his mouth, squirting,
down the edges OF five cards. mute and
impassive, with a growing pile of dol
lars before him, like the brook. going
or forever"
G11,a dow f1nt~n woo n fJ1v1.n- Chnnt- in
camp among the white men. Forty tur-
keys were bought by a SPECTATOR, n
sweepstakes We're got up, men
shooting at each turkey for SO cents n
head. When the boys got tired of
shooting they shook dice. In the even
ing one, some two, and some three tur-
keys dangling by the legs. The mar
ried men had no difficulty with their
birds, but the single gentlemen found
themselves not a little handicapped
with their spoils. A proposal to start
a cooperative turkey farm did moi meet
with sufficient approval to outweigh
Joe Cranes proposal to take them doWn
to Chinatown and have a feed.
Turkey and men accordingly went
down the hill; terms were soon made
with the Chinese cooks, and before very
long the party sat down to q Chino
turkey dinner, consisting of rice. chop
SoCyp 5llt, llS ClAlo x ~
heather compounds. The dinner be-
gan quietly enough; but very few
glasses of gin had been swallowed be-
fore h flushed faces and ~uproarious
laughter told their own tale. BY the
end of the dinner they We're just able
office.
Hello" said All Lung as they
room. You Likely play??"
well, I guess" says Joe Crane.
Well just show you Chinese sons of
win um?"
The Chinaman smiled and shook his
head, and the party sat down.
The cards went round for some time
in silence. Money was thrown onto the
table and swept away again. Then the
To play cards with a yellow man is I'M
profitable for a sober man; for a drunk
1t is more than Improbable. Unfortu-
nately, it was pay day, and money was
plentiful; hence it took till the small
hours of the morning to completely re-
lieve Joe Crane and his friends of all
their cash. By that time they were In
a state of semi-sensibility, and n by
one slid under the table and rested. in
stertorous content.
When they woke at 6 O'Clock, roused
by the shrieking whistles, and looked
round on the place of the evenings
amusement, it was indeed a sorry
scene that met their eyes. Beer bottles
and broken chairs, garments of all de-
scriptions, counters and tumblerS lay
around in picturesque confusion as
they got up one by one and surveyed
each others rueful appearances the sit
uation was too much for eve the vic
Tins of q Chinese debauch.
IT ont think that turkey agrees with
me-" said Joe Crane by way of open
ing up a conversation.
Turkey" said Flynn. who stood
some six feet two in his stocking feet.
ST don't think those poor birds are to
blame!"
What them said his friend. "I
know 1 feel very i'll. 1 think III go up
to the store and buy something for Il.
sick headache. By the way, 1 Won
der how much I spent" he added, feel
ing in his pocket.
well, I'll be hanged if those sons of
guns amt got every cent! Feel your
W pockets, boys" he went on, as he
carefully emptied each pocket and
failed to discover anything anywhere.
They all hunted. turned h Innings
out even, n all in vain. Not a cent
remained to n of the party; oaths
and imprecations were hurled at the
heads of their hosts of the night be-
fore.
well, it's a go all right" said
Crane at last. "bnt now we'd better
just hold a council of war. It's no good
us going in INC numbering a few Chin
amen or anything OF that sort: we'd
only get put in Jail. It's perfectly clear
and I have my own head as wit
ness-that our drinks were doped last
night. It's a put up game. Now I don't
mind losing my last cent at cards on g
fare and square ga.rs. hat on this game
I intend to get even, and if you boys
with stand IN with me. 7 think we can
come out even! What dc you say?"
There was a gruut Of assent from the
audience, who would have o there
and then INC wrung the Chinamen's
necks. if they had had their way.
We'll, III tell Q what propose. I
intend that We play poker again to-
night and win back Jul money!
mo more poker for me-" said Flynn,
with O decided air, and the rest APP
plauded.
You haven't heard the game yet"
continued Crane, with a knowing wink.
"Of course, we know that son of a
gun All Hing engineered this piece of
business. and he's got the bulk OF the