The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-01-29

play TO STUDY In6Ir races at the SHOW
downs. Conkling was having all the
best of it during the latter part of the
seance, and it was fun to hear Little
Phil utter, under his breath, dark and
woolly things when, time after time,
Conkling would show hand consisting
of nothing at all after having chased
Sheridan out. or produce gorgeous
set of fours or a full hand at such times
as Sheridan, deciding that the senator
was bluffing called him.
Bite him, Phil Chamberlin would
say, amusedly, on these occasions, and
then Sheridan would invite Chamber
lin to go to blazes and call for another
deck of cards
I'VE started the last round of jack
pots with a new deck Sheridan dealt
the first mess 10 himself and, after it
had gone around and none of us could
open It. Sheridan opened it himself
Neither Chamberlin nor I had any right
to stay on our hands, and so it was
left between Sheridan and Conkling,
who stayed along Conkling took three
cards and turned his little pair into
threes. Sheridan dished himself out
three and bit his cigar when he saw his
hand. He made a small bet to draw
Conkling out, and the senator raised
him $25. It went back and forth be-
tween them till there was nearly $500 in
the pot, both men scrutinizing each 9TH
er pretty carefully at each bet.
A Call for Safety.
Phil, I don't know so much about
you this time, said Conkling finally
but think I'll just call you for safety.
Both laid their cards down at the
same time. COnkling had three seVens
But he looked at Sheridan strangely
when he saw the color and conforIna-
ton of Sheridan's three aces. Both
Chamberlin and myself also saw what
was wrong at the same instant, but we
did not say anything, and let the two
players have It out. Sheridan had a
broad grin on mis- face, and was Just
about to rake in the pot. Conkling was
gazing at the little man of iron with a
puzzled look in his eyes.
Just wait a minute. there, Phil
he said as the general was about to
pull down the money. DO you really
think that pot belongs to you?'
Belongs to me?' said Sheridan
We'll, it does If my nose belongs to my
face and again he reached out for the
pot.
'Conkling, with a gesture. again
stopped Sheridan.
don't remember ever having seen
that sort Of thing before said Conk-
ling, musingly. Did YOU. PhiI?'
See what sort of thing before?' in
quired Sheridan. What in blazes are
you Numbering about, Conkling?'
For reply Conkling put enc finger
upon one of SheTidan's upturned aces
and then pointed to another Of the
aces.
I never saw a Jackpot won with
three aces, two of which happened to be
aces of diamonds said COnkling. smil-
ingly.
Sheridan looked at his upturned
cards, and his face became even more
fiery red than it was naturally. The
CONSERVATION on his coUntenance was
ludicroUs.
Why. blame It all. he said. after
the funny pause, I ought to be turned
into the street. ChamberIin, throw me
out Of doors, won't yOu?s
And have the whole American
army firing a volIey over the ruins of
my house?' replied Chamberlin Hard
ly. Anyhow, I'd rather see you and
COnkling engage in a rOugh-and-tumb bic
fight over the thing. Go ahead, the
pair Of you. Wen see fair play, won't
we?' turning to me.
"Of course, the extra ace of diamonds
had slipped into the deck accidentally
before it left the Manufacturers hands
But Sheridan, when he had in a meas
ure recovered from his surprise of the
revelation, made a humorous pretense
that he had known the whole thing
right along, and cOnvulsed the three
of US by feelingly appealing to COnk-
ling to refrain from exposing him to
the world for the sake of his family
and reputation, and all that sort of
thing.
THE hand being foul. the pot, of
course, was divided.
A Generous Player.
"Conkling was a pee iarly generous
poker player One night, when Sena-
tor Zach Chandler was one of the
players, ConkIing was the beneficiary
of a spreadout that only happens to
the average poker player about once in
a lifetime. Chandler dealt him four
pat aces. It was a Jackpot. Neither
ChambeTlin, who was the other player.
nor myself caught anything worth
drawing to, and so the thing was be-
tween Conkling and the senator from
Michigan. Conkling stood pat, and
Chandler, drawing two cards, filed and
had four mines on which to begin BUSH
ness. He bet $100.
Pat or no pat, COnNing,' Chandler
said to the New York senator, I've got
that miserable skinfint straight of
yours wallOped this time-even if you
have got a straight. Come at me-
NOAAFNAAiiS AOANSA w llio NcNA W anu
looked Chandler in the eye.
You're a pretty rich man, Zach,
aren't your he said to Chandler. =
oh, middling well to-do' replied
the Michigander.
And you've got pretty good hand,
Ell Zach?'
Looks good to me-
Unbeatable, Zach"
" practically
Well, old man., said ConkIing, YOU
may be pretty well fixed with that
hand but I've got one here myself that
I am convinced no gentleman ought to
take advantage Of in a game with
friends and he spread out his four
bullets.
Chandler looked at the hand for a
moment in silence.
'ConkIing, said he finally. you're a
queer mixture of Don Quixote, old
Nick and Prince Charlie-which means,
or ought to mean, that you're a d-n
decent fellow
THE FIRST BACHELOR.
(The Culturist)