The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1911-12-08
Well Dance Some More BY and BY.
The Nights Young Vet"

spark. More and more miners dropped
In to the Tivoli and remained When
Burning Daylight went on the tear. no
man cared to miss it. The dancing
floor was full. The luck at the table
varied monotonously, no big hands be-
ing out. As result. high play went
on with small hands. though no play
lasted long. But at three in the morn
ing the big combination of hands ar
rived. It was the moment of moments
that men wait weeks for In poker
game. The news of it tingled over the
Tivoli. The onlookers became quiet.
The men farther away ceased talking
and moved over to the table, The
players deserted the other games, and
the dancing floor was forsaken, SO that
all stood at last, fvescore and more in
a compact and silent group. around
the poker table. The high betting
went on, with the draw not In sight
Kearns had dealt, and French Louis
had opened the pot with one marker
lin his case one hundred dollars
Campbell had merely seen" it. but
ELAN Harnish, coming next, had
tossed In five hundred dollars, with
the remark to Macdonald that he
was letting him in easy. Macdonald
glancing again at his hand, put in a
thousand in markers. Kearns, de-
batting a long time over his hand,
finally saw" It then cost French
Louis nine hundred to remain in the
game, which he contributed after
similar debate. 1t cost Campbell like
wise nine hundred to remain and draw
cards, but to the surprise of all he
saw the nine hundred and raised an
other thousand.
"You-all are on the grade at last,
Harnish remarked, as he saw the fif
teen hundred and raised thousand
in turn. Helen Breakfasts sure on
top this divide. and you-all had best
look out for Dustin harness"
me for that same lady" accom-
panied MacDonald's markers for. two
thousand and for an additional thou
sand-dollar raise.
Il amt got no more markers"
Kearns remarked plaintively. Wed
best begin |. o. us"
Glad you're going to stay" was
MacDonald's cordial response.
Il amt stayed yet. I've got thou
sand in already How's 1t stand
now?"
It'll cost you three thousand for a
look in. but nobody will stop you from
raising"
'Raise-h--l. You must think got
a pat like yourself" Kearns looked
at his hand But I'll tell you what
I'll do. Mac. I've got bunch, and
I'll just see that three thousand"
He wrote the sum on a slip of pa
per. signed his name, and consigned it
to the center of the table.
French Louis became the focus Of
all eyes. He fingered his cards nerv-
ously for a pace. Then. with by
Gar! All got not one leetle beet
hunch." he regretfully tossed his hand
into the discards
The next moment the hundred and
odd pairs of eyes shifted to Camp
bell
Il won't hump you. Jack" he said.
contenting himself with calling the
requisite two thousand.
The eyes shifted to Harnish. who
scrubbed on piece of paper and
showed it forward.
"I'll just let you-all know this amt
no Sunday school society of philan-
thropy." he said. 81 see you. Jack.
and raise you thousand Here's
where you-all get action on your pat.
Mac"
Actions what fatten on. and |
lift another thousand" was MacDon-
AIDS re5oinder. "Still got that bunch.
Jack?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)