Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1924-07-04

ment was Calvin's clearinghouse. The
proprietor bought gold. Next to the
clearinghouse was gambling-hall.
This, also, was owned by Calvin.
The homeless man finds the easiest
way to satisfy his insatiate desire for
excitement Is to bet on card or a
rolling ball. Calvin further stimulat-
ed such craving by providing pretty
French girl to deal Twenty-one. There
was Chippewa blood somewhere In her
ancestry, but she was vivacious, must
cal of voice and possessed an undeni-
ably pretty face.
The report that Calvin was soon to
lose her and that Deadwood City was
to acquire her graceful presence
brought men In from the outlying dig
gings to make a wager before she
went away. Her favor with the min
ers was due largely to her rule that
none of the gambling fraternity could
play at Twenty-one. The game was
for the miner and tenderfoot exclusive
ly. She was uncanny In her ability
to detect a professional Let him
masquerade as miner or teamster or
business man and, after one glance
from her cool, dark eyes, the delight
ed spectators would hear her musical
voice saying:
"M'sieu is mistake. Take up re
gold. This ees not for re gambling
man. M'sieurs, attendez-veus, sil
vous plat. Make re game"
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bundle the intruder aside and with
additional stakes prove their loyalty
to game that frowned on the pro-
fessional
One man aroused the curiosity of
the girl. He kept aloof, yet watched
the game. His figure was erect and
graceful and the gay tie limited at
dandyism, but 1t was the white cloth
around his head and covering some
hurt that held the girls interest. AS
there was no doubt that the fellow
had been drinking 1t was also possibled
she feared, he would create disturb
ance.
1t was his propensity for song
which led 10 the conclusion. When
drunk, men sang in Rapid City just
as they did in Deadwood, just as they
sang in the days of the first drink.
But to walk alone in the street in
the sunshine and sing, albeit the voice
was rich tenor, proved the fellow
was fair befuddled. He did not seek
acquaintance with any of the habitues
of the place, and none knew whence
he came, whether from north or south,
by stage. horseback or on foot.
Three times had he sung before the
sors the picture-man displayed the
most interest in him. Scissors was
well known in Rapid City although
this was but his second visit there
Scissors stood behind the Twenty-one
table and made an outline of the fair
dealer and timidly placed 1t beside
her hand. She pushed chip toward
him, but he refused. murmuring:
Let me give it. 1t pleases me. 1
can always get dust from the men,"
To prove his assertion he walked
over to the stranger and began
tits a gift. Always could do 1t.
Preserve your likeness In paper, the
only man in the world who can do It,
Can make your likeness as exact as
any artist can draw it. Do it all in
outline, profile preferred I'm wakan
witshasha. A mystery man. Wakan-
tanka, the big sun mystery, smiles on
me and gives me my medicine. Be
holdl"
He began whirling the paper and
manipulating the scissors. The strang-
err watched him closely, alert and
puzzled. His eyes widened as he
glimpsed the growing outline. When
it was completed and extended be-
tween the points of the scissors the
pictureman said:
-Four bits. It's dirt cheap"
The stranger stared at the cut-out
figure in amazement He noted that
not only was the characteristic pose
cunnlngly caught but that even the
bandage about his head was indicat-
ed. With an inarticulate sound he
snatched the paper and tore 1t to
bits. Scissors lips opened to make
protest at such wanton destruction
of art, but before he could speak the
man was thrusting a dollar into his
hand and was commanding:
Clear out That silly stuff doesn't
interest me-
Then as he realized how deeply the
group at the Twenty-one table was
interested in the scene he added:
You're spelling my luck Now I
must have a drink before dare bet
on card" He did not patronize the
short bar at the end of the hall but
strobe into the street and made for
the clearinghouse And as he walked
he obeyed his musical impulse and
began singing in rich, rollicking
voice:
used to love a gal there; they called her
Sally Black.
I asked her for to marry me, she said it