Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1907-01-18
DAILY. STORY Y.
THE FARMER FROM THE
RlCHELlEU RIVER.
lOriSiual1

Montreal was kept by an expert with
lie cue. Indeed, he held Il champions
trophy. During the daytime there
were few people to use his tables, anu
II any one desired a game the proprie-
| tor would accommodate him. One aft
crnoOn i farmer whose lineamentS
were French strolled into the place and
seemed greatly pleased with it.
Would you like TO play a game?"
asked the proprietor.
The farmer admitted that he had
heard a great deal about billiards and
had come to Montreal especially to
play Il game. The proprietor called for
set of balls, handed the farmer cue
and. unlocking a private rack, took
down his own cue.
How much you play for?" asked the
farmer.
y don't play for money"
What! Nothing to max eet inter
esting?'
If you like Wen play for refresh
ments."
Refreshments, What is that?''
Drinks, cigars. anything you like"
Yer well. How much de game?"
'Oh, Wen play till you are satisfied
that l can beat you"
Meanwhile several lOiterers gathered
around to see the expression that
would come over the farmers face
when he saw the proprietor counting
as much as he liked. The farmer was
given the first shot. He took Il long
time to make up his mind what to do
and when it was made up did n great
deal OF saving with his cue. He
missed the shot he tried for. but
scratched" one point. The proprietor
then attempted to show the spectators
Il very difficult round table shot. but.
having no incentive. played carelessly
and missed.
GO ahead,' he said to his opponent.
You say we play till I am salts
fed" he asked.
THAT was the understanding"
81 am satisfied. 1 stop"
There was Il burst of laughter from
the Onlookers. for the house" had lost
the refreshments
Now. it happened that an amateur
player. an expert. was looking on who
was not as averse to betting money as
the proprietor When the latter threw
down his cue and ordered the refresh
ments the expert went up to the farm
er with OutStretched hand and told him
he was the clevereSt countryman that
had ever honOred Montreal with his
presence. Then he offered to play him
friendly game for n nominal stake.
The farmer accepted, and the game be
gan. The expert played as badly as he
could. but not badly enough to let the
farmer beat him. which he intended i'll
order to draw his dupe into his net.
But the more the farmer lost the more
he insisted on playing further and, to
regain his losses. continually suggested
raising of the stake till he had lost
in round numbers $3.50. Then he got
very much excited. Drawing wallet
from his pocket, he showed his enemy
$3.50 in bills, which he agreed to put up
in case he could get odds of to 1.
The expert, with well feigned reluc-
lance. at last agreed, and. getting the
money from the proprietor, the stakes
We're placed in the latter's hands.
The expert won first shot and ran
G3 points. the game being 100. Then
the farmer chalked his cue, looked
at the balls and began to play. His
first shot was a difficult masse, with
draw nearly the full length of the ia
BILE and he made it beautifully. From
that he proceeded to make one difficult
shot after another, always leaving the
balls in the position he desired. A
crowd gathered around, and it was
soon apparent to them that no such
handling of billiard balls had ever been
seen in Montreal. The game being
short one, it seemed that the player
was ambitious to make nearly all the
points by difficult shots. He missed no
shot at all till he had counted 100
points and won $1,000.
From the moment the farmer made
the first shot the expert, who was the
best amateur player in the city, had
made up his mind that he had fallen
into his own trap. When the money
was paid over to the farmer the loser
said to him:
''Now that you've been paid the bet
perhaps you won't mind telling us who
you are?"
81 got leetle farm down on de Richie
lieu riviere." said the farmer.
"Ratsr' said his questioner and, turn
ing on his heel, left the place. Then
the farmer called for refreshments and
invited his admirers to partake Of
them.
Now, there was a billiard match to
be played that night between the cham
pion of the United States from New
York and the champion of France from
Paris. This was mentioned to the
farmer, and he manifested desire to
see the match. Promising to meet his
new made friends at the place APP
pointed for the game, he left them to
go to supper.
Meanwhile it was reported that La
noroux, the French champion, who had
been expected to arrive in the city
during the day, had been detained.