The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-05-28
BELLYBAND BUSH AND ONE
PEARSALL TRIM SUCKERS

front of him l reckon he must Dor
ried stake firm somebody. but !
never knowed who twas"
That was Sam. murmurcd Winter
bottom admiringly, and the others
nodded, while MIR. Pepper went on;
Drops Feud for Game.
They was six OF EN- playin. but
they want on'y two on EN- was
Professionals outsider Sam. One on
en- was Bellyband Bush an t'othet
was Hank upatree. What made II
considerable int'restin' to me was how
| done heer'd some time afo' that what
they was bad blood atween them two
an the genl Impression was how
they was mo- liable TO to be shootin'
al one another n they was TO to play
into the same game together"
IL dunno much bout Upatrec," said
the old man. but so fur s Bellyband's
concerned, they want nothin' s'pris-
in bout that. He was alays r'nsid-
able gave to 'musin hisself. but he
business. 'Cordin' to what yo' all is
sayin' they must a been three suckers
playin' an just nachully he'd lay aside
all idee Of fight till alter they'd been
skinned"
Objects TO Interruptions.
"Mebbe So" said Mr.. Pepper. II
reckoned they was three on 'em my
own self first OF. but cordin' TO what
seen later on they must been To-,
countin' Sam"
Look a hyar!" exclaimed Bassett
with some heat. III yo all is gwlne
to tell what happened. tell il. They
amt no call 70 no reflections onto
Sans character"
ooh, | don't know said Mr.. Pep
per, coolly. "They was some cause TO-
reflection into what done seen. Meb-
be yO' all mought think SO yo own
self II yo' was to listen TO a while,
stead o buttIn' in c'ntinyal.
Peppers right, joe" said Blaisdell,
we uns won't never get to hear the
way Sam played them blues II yo' all
keeps interruptin' the way yo be.
Pears TO me what mabbe they's some
pin to be learnt bout poker. an that's
al'ays with while"
Saw Play for Honey Cooler.
'Oh. don't know" said MIR. Pep
per, somewhat arrogantly. He was
not accustomed to hold the attention Of
his audience, and he was more or less
puaed up. "They didn't pear to be
nothin much to be learnt, on'y what
not to do, an that's what he sho'
done" he continued.
He want never a winner. not at
no stage o. the game, but he KEEP on
rakin' in a pot onc't in a while what
was enough to keep him going. s
fur's cd see, he 'Deared TO be tol'ablo
we'll satisfied with that, an what
reckoned was what he was a layln
back waitin' 70 chanst TO to mako
a KILN. Looked like he didn't keer
nothin' p'ticlar bout no small amount,
whether he win or lose, an | says to
myself what mo- n likely he'll git a
honey cooler afo' the settin' is over, an
was amin TO to swat the others good
an wholesome when he done got It,"
We'll, that amt no bad way to
play" said Blaisdell, with the air OF
one well qualified TO pass an opinion
on doubtful point THAT Is" he
continued, IF man don't p'sume too
much onto his luck an have It run
agin him steady"
II don't hold to 1t my own self"
said old man Greenlaw. way to win
at poker is to grab anythin' comes yo'
way, big or little. Him that d'spIses
small pots is liable to git left when 1t
comes to big ones"
Is this yer u d'batin' s'ciety?p in
CURED Jake Winterbottom. dlsgusted-
ly. "or is we gwine to hear what hap
pened to SAM" Looks to me like we
wouldn't never git nowhar, II they is.
to be arguments interjuced in the
p'ceedin's."
ooh, don't know said Mr.. Pep
per, II got all the time they is, an
If yo' uns wants to frivvle, go ahead.
l en- finish the story later on"
By this time they were all suffl-
GENTLY interested to restrain them
selves temporarily and they kept 81
lence while he kept on.
Bush Puts Up Hundred.
"Bimeby they come deal when I
reckoned mebbe Sam was gwine TO-
to give 'em that swat, TO- he helt on
while Bellyband an two o the suckers
was boostin' each other some lively.
He didn't rise It his own self, not till
alter the draw, he didn't, but he seen
all 7 was put up till the sickers was
played to standstill an one on 'em
closed the pot.
Then they all stood pat on'y Sam,
an he done took one cyard. He
kyind o. grinned when he done It, an
co'se they couldn't nobody tell but
what he done had fo's. so they was
some cautious. Ono o. the suckers.
what had the firF' say, throwed in a
white chip, an the next one seen It.
Then Bellyband Bush he done looked
at Sam spell. an fin'ly put up hun
dred, an says to myself. Here's
whore he gifts what's comm
SAN never batted an eye. He just
grins again. an counts his chips kerr
flil, tindln' what he has nigh TO- fun-
dred left. so he sees Bellyband Bush's
hundred an boosts him TO- the r'main-
der of hts pile,
Pepper Eyades Injury.
when the two suckers laid down,
an Bellyband Bush says sri take a
chanst,' an he calls. an all Sam has
to show is busted flush.
eff that want the doggondest fool
play ever seen I'll eat fried tacks.
Yo' can't tell me nome, bout Sam
Pearsall betn' a expert. .Trytn' to bun
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