Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-03-03

course | never said nuthin' about hi!
mistake, but it seemed mighty queel
that they would employ such careles!
bankers. s..-@ 49, -.
i The place was certainly fixed W
some scruHlpticgs, and looked JUS
like the time when 1 was a waiter
in stable for transient mules at the
time Of the rush in Californy Gosh
but there was a dot of purity girls in
there, and one of 'em comes I'D tC
me and tickles me with little feather
buster and says: oh. you hayseed!
Ii / hadn't been afraid Of the folks 10
hum a-findin' it out. would have al.
most OF been tempted to nave winked
at her, But reckon that I'm a git
tim too old to spark with the wimmin
folks. Ill.,. ....a= 9.=
~ looked around all the places, and
took in the shows, an sure hated
to think of hayin' to pay as much as
thirty dollars to go into one of 'em.
I A feiier come up to me and wanted
me to. take a chance on one of these
here autymobiles, but / told his as
how opined an old strawberry roam
was good enough for me. The old
horse that I've got to hum is built
for comfort and not for speed. Don't
care for speed, nohow
Next to the last place went into
was the one what made me open nv
eyes and look. You won't believe me
II tell you, but it was a gamblin'
mouse. Yes sir, real gamblin' house,
and there was wimmin folks in there
too. And the Teller at the door did
a lot of gamblin', too, with his soft
talk, because he was taxin' everybody
somethin' like twenty-five dollars to
get IN. There they was, three or
four different gamblin' games a-goin'
on, and you couldn't hear a sound
but the dealer a-rakin' in the money.
Ihey was all playing with paper
money too, and there was a crowd
a-Waltln' to play. Here was a faro
table, here was chuck-a-luck. and
some fellers over in the corner was
dealln klondike. never seen nothin'
IKE It. Why, even in the little town
OF kokomo, where spent last sum.
mer, they DIDN'T allow gamblin'.
But the worst is yet to come. Over
IN one corner, surrounded by a mob
or men and women with their hands
chuck full of green backs, sat a teller
VINO nave read about in the news
papers here as bein' a mighty gcleyer
man. He was a-dealin' of faro. Now
nate to tell you who he was. but If
you'll promise not to connect INV
name with it, I'll let the cat ont II
was man named Breckons. Yessir.
mats the Teller. And | do here that
ne is about as we'll known in this
town as a teller would like te be.
Don't 1t seem a shame that an inf3u-
entail Teller like him should go to the
Dad that way? But that aint all. No
SIT. There was another. Oh. this is
horrible scandal, amt it? / wonder
II these fellers' wives know that their
husbands is gamblers? Well, as
was a-goln' to say about the other
Teller They tell me that he is con-
neeted with the Y. NJ. C. A.. and that
ne goes to church regular and passes
round the contribution box. Seems
to me his name was Towser. No.
mat amt 1t either. Lemme see.
Towse! That the name. He was
also a-dealin' in gamblin' game, and
must have been some dealer, because
ne had wad of money in front of
him. There was several others there
too, but can't remember their names
have seen their pictures in the pa !
pers, though.
Ain't there no police force in this :
town? Why was they allowin' gam :
Dim there? You bet that if | was
me mayor OF this town that I'd send
EN- all to Jail fer thirty days.
Where did you go next?" asked
ne Cub, as the Senator passed to bite /
he face off five-cent plug of Star. /
l got right out of that gamblin' /
place, resumed Busenberry. "Yeu !
BET wasn't goin' to take no chances
If bein' caught there if the police /
aided the place, which expected to !
zee EN- do every minute, because I
here was a big, important lookin' /
eileR with star on standin' Just OUT
'lde the door. But | suppose the fell 4
er at the door was a-slippin' him 4
iome money to hush him up. i went Il
'ut and looked around for a while 4
md finally saw place that looked 4
Ike saloon, and fee1in' sort of dry, d
reckoned that I'd go in and see if / Il
COULDN'T get glass of hard cider. Il
walked into the place and up to the 4
'ar, where there was bunch of d
oung fellers. One of 'em stepped up I
o me, and when asked him for what I
wanted, said that they didn't have 4
n.y. asked him for a little red-lik-
Ter and he said that they sold only n
oft drinks there. He was an awful j
Teller, and he winked at me Il
Ike as If We was old cronies. OF 4
curse | winked at him and told him Il
o hand some ginger ale. He winked
t me again and smiled, and just to II
re jolly | winked back at him again.
Well, sir, he brought me a drink
f ginger ale, and it certainly tasted n
God. The realistic surroundings H
made 1t taste just like real red likker. II
started out of the place, and then h
rent back and had another, because n
he first tasted so good, and then / II
vent back again. ] guess must have
zen in there about ten times after
hat ginger ale. And every time II
1ent in there the same teller waited
n me and always winked me and II