The Harrison times., 1920-04-17


,crape along ON two hundred"
The poker game chat night took
place iu South side ho,eL % Was 20
siN-haudod game lha players being Of
tine class commonly Eruwu 90, "men
about town." Two wrre professional
gamblers. another wa, wheat pit
sUccu'ator. % fourth was - wealthy su-
loon owner THE rrmlIu.ur l#o were
Flumugh and Qu.-- Playing uum-
mpnced shortly after eight Compared
to subsequent betting iJ was modest
at first q fyo.da.Hr limit having been
imposed About nine. however, the
limit WAS removed. and uHe game he-
gam 90 warm mp. Another hour and 10
had reached the point where hN~and'
S.N.hundroI-do.ar pots We're the rule
and not the exception.
The Golden Goddess, Luck, smiled
upon Flzuugh from rhe very start
perhup, it was his superior playing
that won her favor. Anyhow he as-
touished his coadmtor by his skill at
the game. lie wa, % hundred differ
cut men. Ills fellow players never
knew how TO take him-ueyer knew
what he would do next And while
they were wondering De continued 10
take their money from them as though
il were only a matter of course that
ne should
But as Fitzhugh steadily won Quigg
as steadily lost When the game ended
at nine a. m. It was noticeable that
of the five men sitting around the pad
ded table beneath the pail Of tobacco
smoke and the green-Shaded electric
lights Fitzhugh was the only one who
showed no III sign Of the thirteen
hours steady playing. He seemed as
fresh as when he started and appar-
emily was quite fit for another thir-
teen,hour session. When he "caShed
in" he was winner to the extent OF
some eighteen thousand dollars. The
professional gamblers had won a few
thousands each. The rest had lost
Quigg, who had left the game, was
not to be found in the hotel rOtunda.
While Fitzhugh was walking about
looking for him the wheat pit Specula-
tor, a ioyial, red-faced man named
Henry Hunt, clapped him heartily on
the shoulder and wrung his hand.
"OId man, I'd give a million if |
could bluff like you. Where did you
learn how?'
1T comes naturally" smiled Fitz-
hugh
Hunt glanced around and lowered
his voice. "Fitzhugh, I'm putting
through today one OF the biggest
wheat deals I've ever handled,
and I'd like to let you in on it.
What time can | see you, and where:
"Any time at any place"
Meet me at Burton x BurtonS,
then-brokers, you know, Board OF
Trade-at eleven sharp, Don't fail.
It's a big thing. SO long. Must hurry.
Upon certain Of the casual acquaint
ances ne had made in La Sale street
Fitzhugh had taken pains to create
the impression of being the scion Of %
highly respected family unknown to
the newspaper columns but possessed
of wealth. Hunt was one Of those thus
deuded. Others he had impressed In
different wise. But every man who
met him believed him to be person
Of means. 1t was an emphatic point
with him to see to that.
In a secluded corner and.a low tone
Hunt explained his project very con
cisely.
September wheat" said he, opened
at ninety-eight and quarter this
morning. 4 gang Of bulls have inflated
it till she's like a soap bubble-ready
TO burst any moment. A gigantic bear
raid is coming Off here tomorrow that
will send September wheat down like
that'-throWing a cigar end to the
floor "TheSe bears" he went on,
kicking the cigar aside, "haye got mil
lions behind 'em, and they're going to
claw the entrails ont Of those bulls.
They won't stop clawing as long as
there's a live bull left They're going
to seIl-sell-sell. It'll be the biggest
smash you ever heard Of. And the
man who's heading this big bear raid
is none other than Symington Otis
"OdS|
"As you know, Of course, Otis has
always been one of the greatest bulls
in Chicago. Has that reputation. But
all Of a sudden he's gone over 70 the
other side. ! found IT out last night.
Only handful besides myself know
IL. II seems he's got 1t in for fellow
who was associated with him in bull
charge few months ago and he's
going the smash that fellow If il takes
the last cent he's got. That's OTIS all
over. once you get in bad with him
you might as we'll jump in the lake.
$50 ! was once given TO under
stand" said Fitzhugh quietly,
"You see where we come in, Of
course. I'm only an outsider myself
but you! Lord, what a pile you can
! makeW