Iron County register., 1905-06-01


HE WOULD REACH OUT TO DAD FOR
MORE MONEY, AND DAD WOULD
REACH INTO ANOTHER POCKET
AND DID UP ANOTHER ROLL.
chance to raise more money. Dad
insisted that his partner should lose
small bet once in awhile, so the bank
should not get on to the fact that we
had a cinch
After luncheon we entered tie big
gambling room, in full-dress suits,
and, by gosh! it was like kings g
ception. There were hundreds of me b
and women, dressed for party, ana i.
did not seem like gambling aell, ex-
cept that there were piles of gold as
big as stoves, on all She tables. and the
guests were provided with silver rakes.
with long handles, to rake in the
money. Dad said in a whisper to the
Dakota man: What is tho use of
taking the trouble to run gold mine.
and get all dirtied up digging dirty
nuggets, when you can get nice, clean
gold, all coined, ready to spend, by
betting right?" And then dad turned
to me and he said: "Hennery, don't
let the sight Of this wealth make you
avarlcious Don't be purse e-proud when
you find that your poor father, after
years of struggle against adversity, and
the Vaccinations of designing men. has
got next to the Pierpont Morgan class.
and has money to buy railroads. Don't
get excited when we begin to bag the
money, but just act Us though it was
a regular thing with us to salt down
our gold for winter, the same as we do
our pork" ...
A count, or duke, gave us nice
seats and rakes to haul in the money.
a countess, with low-necked dress.
winked at dad when he reached into
his pistol pocket and brought out roll
of bills and handed them to the Dakota
man, who bought $500 worth of red
chips, and when the man looked the
roulette table over and put about pint
of chips on the red, dad choked I'D so
he was almost black in the face. and
began to perspire SO had to wipe my
face with handkerchief; the gambler
rolled the wheel and when the ball
stopped on the red, and dad did the
raking and raked in a quart of chips.
and dad shook hands with the Dakota
man and said: "Pard, we have got 'en
on the rum" and reached for his sack
to put in the first installment of az
quired wealth, and the low-necked
countess smiled ravishing smile on
dad, and dad looked as though he
owned brewery, and the Dakota man
twisted his chin whiskers and acted
like he was sorry for the Monte Carlo !
bank, just got so faint with Joy that
| almost cried.
To think we had skinned along as
as possible all our lives.
and never made much money, and now. /
through this Dakota genius, and this
Monte Carlo opportunity, we had
wealth raking in by the bushe!, mads !
me feel great, and l wondered why
more people had not found out this far
away place, where people could become
rich and prosperous in a day, if they
had the nerve. tell you, old man, it
was great, and | was going to cable
you to sell out your grocery for what
you could get at forced sale and come
1ere with the money, gamble and be-
'ome a millionaire.
Monte Carlo (the next day).-My
Dear Uncle Ezra: do not know how
o write You the sequel to this tragedy.
After our Dakota partner, with the
Slack Hills system of beating a rou-
ette game, had won the first bet, he
lever guessed the right color again,
Ind dad had no more use for the rake.
every time he bet and lost, he would
each out to dad for more money, and
lad would reach into another pocket
md dig up another roll, and the coun-
ess would laugh and dad had to act
IS though he enjoyed losing money.
1t was about dark when dad had
lshed up the last hundred dollars and
was gone before dad could wink back
0 the countess, then the Dakota man
ooked at dad for more, and dad shook
lis head and said it was all 81, and
hey looked at each other minute,
nd then we all three got up and went
ut In the park to see the people who
ad gone broke commit suicide, but
here was not revolver shot and dad
nd the Dakota man sat down on
eat and | looked at the moon.
Dad looked at the Dakota man and
aid: "You started me in all right.
What happened to your system?' The
,akota man was silent for moment.
nd then he pointed to me and said:
That imp Of yours crossed his fingers y
very time bet, except the first time" (
'ad called me to him, and he sad:
Hennery, let this be lesson to yss,.
ever to cross your fingers. You hs.%a
lined your dad" and he turned LIS {
ockets inside out, and hadn't champs
'r dollar note, and he gave me tkn {
mpty sack to carry, and we went It.
lr suite Of rooms, knowing we would !,
fired out into the cold world. q
It will take week to get money 2
ON the states, ana We may be sent I
} the work house, as we are broke, 9
I'D haven't got the means even to
'mmit suicide. Don't tell ma Il
Yours,