The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1906-07-31

Hiystci iSo btiNns
AT length the game grew tar too
slow and the cards came forth. as be-
| fitting the increasing value OF the bets,
Captain Jim lost all the change he
had. AS the last of his pieces OF sill
yer went he arose and looked about.
Not banker, not even a hacker did
he see in the assemblage. He present
" noted that Winslow was out in his
garden, at the rear of his house, and
wandered over with the easy, indif-
ferent manner of the most friendly
neighbor Winslow's friend was sit
ting near as Jim approached,
"HulIo, jim, how are your" said
the host. continuing 10 sprinkle with
the hose.
Heap sick" replied the buck.
Then he shifted about, as no one
manifested an interest in his being or
condition, whistled under MS breath,
looked at the garden and grunted not
a little.
How yoh hoss?" he asked at
last
ETeLLy We'll.
More shifting and whistling.
Jim heap pind um.'
Yes. | know you found him, Wins
low answered,
Heap pind UNI pish-hook.
True for you. You're all right"
said Winslow Then to his friend:
Oar aboriginal acquaintance here is
endeavoring to intimate that a further
remuneration for services rendered
would not be refused with scorn and
indignation"
"Yash-heap fine day answered
JIM with perfect confidence in his
own interpretations.
A silence followed, and the white
men were smiling,
Heap bring UNI glass, heap belt,
heap all, the Washoe resumed,
oh! | know" said Winslow; pref
ty good lnjun, but you know | gave
you dollar-thats enough"
Ihe Indian pondered, and not in
vain brilliant thought was born
in his mind
My wife-she's heap wants a dol
lar, sail he with the utmost gravity.
The two men burst out in uncontrol-
liable laughter
Your wife-the devil she 6oes-by
lingo! that's worth a dollar," and
Ninslow pitched the cash to the buck
and stood there red with mirth as he
fellow solemnly walked TO the say
"rosette" OF gamblers over the way.
AT the coming Of jim place was
made in the circle. he was given dimes
for his dollar, and the play was re-
sumed The two common players soon
lost then coins to Jim, who then
possessed an additional 60 cents. He
squared himself to bust the bank" If
Mingo a willy chief sitting opposite.
Now was waged a mighty war with
pots" as great as 40 cents. Back
ward and forward went the money,
and the circle closed about the antag-
onists. Steadily, inexorably, the skin
of Mingo was draining the purse of
Captain jim AT the end of an hour
80 cents were gone; the eyes of the
men were glinting with excitement
and the bosoms of the squaws were
heaving. About this time came Wins
low across from his place, to see in
wha manner his coin was being EN-
ployed.
On and on went the silent play.
Jim was dropping piece after piece,
as if in the NAV OF a hungry machine
At length his final dime was gone. He
searched his pockets for the where
wi,hal to continue the play. Half
dozen fsh-hooks, a six-inch piece of
gas-pipe and hunting-knife appeared.
The hooks and the pipe went speed
fly across the cloth to his foe, The
knife he yearned to keep. Looking
about, like a tiger at bay, he espied
his wife.
Il IL stake my squaw against q dol
lar pour-bits said the captain in
Nashoe and English
And Winsow fancied he saw a
CLEAN. half of appeal half of reckless
brayad', in the glance the Indian
threw to the youthful squaw
Mingo took an inventory Of her
charms and noted the look Of surprise
in hor face.
"One dollar said he
And they played again.