Durango semi-weekly herald., 1905-03-06

you don't put up that much more,
| wouldn't l get that 5000 Of yours
them
at took all the practiced senator's
self-control to maintain his calmness
as he assured his victim his view OF
the rule of the raise was correct.
Then there's the 5000. said Fat
ty,' painfully counting that amount
into the pot. and hers's 81 800 more:
that's the balance of Just half the 45..
ooo I'm taking home. reckon you
| don't want to risk so mucn money as
that Just for 5000 do you. senatorf'
| Don't T. cried Tabor with open
| eagerness. now that he had hooked
his FISH. I'll Just see that little a.
500 and raise the pot---how much did
you say you nad there? Twenty-Five
| hundred dollars. wasn't It? That
| other $1,000 there belongs to your
partner. eh2 Wen, it's on the table
| with your 80 500 and It all goes. This
| Is table stakes. You've got to shove
in that $4,000 bundle II you want to
see this nand--or have a show for the
pot
Distressed surprise drew every
line in 'Fatty's' Innocent face as the
rsultant senator panked down his
Sf,ooo ON the table. He gulped. tried
TO speak. failed and gulped again. He
gazed at the pot. gaaed ut his cards,
then turned his pleading ayes upon
Tabor.
'Have-have T. he stammered.
'nave got TO put up all this money
more? My partners, tool?
You do unloss you want to lose
what you've put In, answered Tabor
In cold contempt Then he turned his
fsce from the pleading eyes and gaz-
ed out at the freight cars scuttling
by. His hardened old poker heart
was mighty near touched but 1t
would never do for n Western senator
to play the game other than UP to
the handle. But still he added I'm
patiently; Come, hurry up I want
to get out and get some fresh air
here
"'Fd nate mighty to go home broke
10 my old mother said Fatty with
the tremolo stop ON his voice. but
I've got nalf o. my own money In
there, and though | don't savvy the
game much, tnink I've got a mighty
good hand. How'd II do, senator. for
us both to take our money backy
No? Well, then I'm gon' to put 1t
in. Got TO put In my partners ST.
O0o too? Well. you're senator. and
| reckon you ought to know, and as
the car clicked over the yard switches
Fatty reluctantly put his $4,000 into
the pot.
Four kings nere!' cried Tabor.
hardly waiting for the last bank note
to fall before he tossed his hand face
mp on the table. I guess that beats
your four queens all right my friend
and he reached for his pile.
'Hol' on. senator" softly said Fat
ty.' gently but firmly. pushing back
the senatorial hand and crooking an
elbow around the pot. I aint got no
i'"i uh'ehs. Whht mhhes you tHinh
thaty I've got four ones. don't
savvy this game much. but reckon
they's better'n four kings
FATTY clumsily faced up four
aces under the astonisned nose of Ia
Dor. who sat motionless from the
shock, while the quiet little man
stuffed the money into his poucn.
Then az the brake shoes ground up
to the Hastings depot he rose.
I'm real glad l got this yer mon
ey. that l am he said, as ne slowly
buttoned up his vest and started down
the aisle for the door, I've got
widow sister living here and I'm Just
going to get of and give 1t to her.
She'll surely be that glad
'Wbau-what thS devil did you
want with that queen?' roared Tabor.
starting up out OF his trance. What
the d
But the modest one had gone
gone to bless his widowed sister and
comfort the declining years Of his
dear old mother
Yes. just drop Of bitters In It.
please" added the Cripple Creek man.