The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1912-08-29
JACKSON slNcLAIR's STORY.

II don't suppose you ever killed q
man. did you?" asked Jackson Sin
clair who has been known on the
Bowery for many years as Lone
Jack" because OF his reticence and
dislike of society.
| entered n modest disclaimer
We'll, II you never did, then you
can never understand the feeling that
goes with 1t, especially when the man
whose life is taken has been n friend
to you, no matter what tho clrcum.
stances may be.
We'll, killed my friend, Chris
Berry, and ! see Chris every day. and
hear his last words ringing In my
ears. Just the same as II II was yes
terday on the Bowery, instead OF over
thirty years ago Chris Berry was q
good fellow, and the finest card sharp
in the country. was considered the
best man on the Bowery with the
cards in those days, but Chris could
give me points without turning hair.
Being in tho same business and
something OF a crook myself It was
only natural that | should run up
against Chris at many n game. and
those games were always for blood,
but on the level / was more easy
going than Chris, and we took kind
of liking for each other After time
in company with Jake Seymour, we
went regularly into the business OF
running skin game of cards.
1--WE had n little poker game at No
26 Bowery Seymour did the steer
ing. while We did the playing when
ever the sucker was big enough game
The business ran 80 big and we played
so we'll together that Chris proposed
that We should make tour through
the West and South. where we would
have chance to Nan a bigger stake.
This Just suited me- and with Sey.
mour who WAS one OF the best bunco
artists that ! ever saw, and had a
tongue 80 sweet and persuasive that
Il would coax tho bank.roll out of the
pocket OF Old Mr.. Tightwad himself.
we started West. We put up for Il
few days at Albany. where tho legis-
lature was in session, and cleaned out
every dollar there was In both houses.
We left Albany with s21 900 more than
we had when we landed there.
In Chicago we started on another
tack, and FRONT there We were East
ern sports making a tour of the coun-
try, looking for fun OF all kinds. ready
for q game at any time. Sometimes
wo would be together as friends. and
then again we would accidentally
meet as strangers in some other To-
callty to disarm suspicion.
Seymour was tho greatest drum
mer.up OF business that ever met. He
was nearly always in the game, and
frequently lost heavily, but, as either
Chris or | got about all there was at
the table In the end, It didn't make
much difference. We pulled a lot of
money out Of Chicago, but we quit
when We saw that they were putting
up brace game on US. We didn't do
much business then till We got into
St. Louis. Then we struck game
utter we had been there about two
weeks that in the end gave me more
trouble than anything I ever had be-
.ore or since.
Seymour was on the scout all the
lime, and he pulled an old cove named
Colonel Wentworth into private
game In our room in tho hotel. Col
onel Wentworth was very wealthy
cotton planter and a stif player
ale preferred game without
.imit-so did we. When he began to
lose, he began to drink. We played
Ill night, and We coaxed him along
until we had about $4,000 In money.