Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1916-09-07
The Result Of a
Friendly Game
By EDWARD ]. STEWART

mining camp sat around a table play
ing cards for money. A man in white
cravat and other clerical indications
entered and said:
"My friends, you're making great
mistake"
"How do you make that out, parson?'
drop your game for few minutes
and will tell YOU
The players assented, and the clergy
man told the following story:
"Do you see this white necktie? Well,
the reason I'm wearing it is because Of
playing for money with a friend. What
occurred turned my attention to using
what gifts possess to fighting evil
young fellows from eighteen to
twenty-one are apt to play these little
games with each other to pass the
time At that age they have to learn
by experience that since no one Of them
wishes to quit loser the game is end
less. When they get older they find
It doesn't pay and usually give it up.
when l was twenty years old
was one Of set Of young fellows who
played poker in one anothers rooms.
At first none Of us was ever out more
than a few dollars at sitting. But
our sittings grew longer and longer.
There was always some one OF the
gang that was loser, and he would in
variably oppose breaking up, no mat
ter how late the hour. Not only did
our sittings grow longer, but our
stakes, our winnings, our losings grew
larger. sssNses.---o''s-,-,
L.. "Qn one occasion we came together
at 8 o'clock in the evening, and at 6 In
the morning we adjourned till o'clock
the same evening. One of the party,
Dick Collins, was out $50. He seemed
quite upset over the loss, for he was
bank clerk on a thousand dollars
wear, and his mother needed most of
his salary. was the principal win
ner and readily assented to giving him
q chance to recoup as soon as the day
was done. We played all the next
night, and, though gave Dick every
chance to get even, my cards ran so
strong and he bet so high that instead
of winning he lost. At 6 o'clock in the
morning he owed me about 5000.
II didn't want his money, and I
didn't wish to spend my nights giving
him chance to win it back. offered
to give back all / had won. This
made him very angry, and he asked
me if 1 thought him child to make
such proposition. So 1 consented
that after one nights sleep would
continue the game. was getting anx-
ious to have him regain what he had
lost. for he seemed to be very badly
shaken up. So I made up my mind
when we came together again to bet
high on my low hands and low on my
high hands.
1.-THE next time we sat down to play
the resi- Of the party had dropped out.
They seemed to think that the game
was getting too stiff for them. Dick
produced lot Of bills and insisted on
playing for cash instead of on tab, as
we had been playing thus far. I was
surprised, but had enough money to
start in with, so assented. Somehow
the cash on the table seemed more tan
gible than I o US, and, though
didn't try to win, 1 didn't try to lose.
The luck continued with me, and Dick
was so anxious to win that whenever
he had a fair hand he would bet very
high, and I was sure to overtop him
by one or two points. Once he held
three mines to my three tens. Another
time held pair of queens on three
fours, he pair of kings on three
deuces.
"At o'clock in the morning I had
won all the cash he had brought with
him. He was the worst broken up
man l ever saw. His nerves We're all
on edge.
eco home, Dick said, and go to
sleep. Tomorrow evening We'll dine
together, and We'll fix this matter up
somehow to your satisfaction. don't
want your money, and 1 only wish to
find out how I can return it to you
without trying to lose it to you through
the cards.
"'Oh, that's what you have been do
ing-trying to lose?' he said angrily.
If you don't want my money don't
want your generosity
"He was so hot that I feared he
would strike me. I endeavored to
soothe. him, but failed.
Generosity be hanged!' he kept on
bitterly. More likely the reason I've
lost so heavily to you is that you've
been manip'-
IF hadn't been so young suppose
might have endured the insult that
was coming. I certainly should have
done so without resentment, for he and
] We're intimate friends, and it was the
devil speaking through the cards and
not Dick. My right arm went out, and
Dick went over.
No sooner had l struck him than I
was sorry for what 1 had done. He
rose and was coming for me like a
fury when I slipped out through a
door behind me and, darting into my
bedroom locked the door He follow