Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-10-04

purchased a money order addressed to
himself in a distant town. He meant to
go to that place, keeping a few dollars to
provision himself during his trip via the
box car route. The money order pur-
chased, he sauntered into a bar to get a
drink. Tempted by a game Of faro, he
placed a small bet on the high card and
won. Again he tried and won. Play after
play luck favored him. The dealer finally
grew restless and SAID:
For - sake, man, have a heart!
Lay off me with you fool luck. Give
one of the other games a whirl, can't
you?"
The man took his winnings and left.
The word wen round and the gamblers
jumped wide awake. They couldn't re-
fuse him play, and the sight of quite a
few gold pieces clutched in the fellows
fist urged them to take a chance. But
they must lave anticipated the ons
quences. AS the news passed along the
row of drinking emporiums, women, bar
tenders, idlers and gamblers fiocked to
the gaming place and began to lay their
money with the section hands, playing
his lucky streak" choosing the same
game and following his play. From one
table to another he moved, his cohorts
with him, as distracted game keepers adj
mOlllSuSQ uuetn 10 lake u luIuDle anu
try the next fellowi" The streak of luck
was phenomenal. The mans pockets
bulged with money.
Then, one of the dealers had an in
spiration. Let's drink once before we
go n farther he invited. The mob
surged to the bar; the word went out on
the boardwalk and in a moment the long
bar was crowded three deep. Following
the dealers lead, the section hand treat
ed. One drink called for many more,
The section hand tore loose" first. He
had tasted fame and fortune and the
tang was sweet. The half dozen drinks
of hard booze within him had given birth
to q grand idea of becoming the owner
of the gambling table himself, where he
could stand proud and calm before the
stake board, an arbiter of luck and des-
tiny.
His Luck Breaks
He went over to the roulette wheel
and arranged all his money in a neat pile
at the edge of the black. Then he began
to play. Part of the mob had followed,
and in no time the number II, his lucky
one, was covered with many bets. The
dealer spun the ball and held his breath.
After a long circle, it fell in II; then by
one Of the freaks of the bowl, it jumped
out before it could settle and came to
rest in Is.
AS suddenly as 1t had collected, the
mob melted away. 1t knew. The fool
luck" was broken. But the section hand
had to be shown. Bet after bet he lost;
In ten minutes he was broke. He re-
manned in town and as soon as the post
office was opened in the morning nego-
tiated his money order for cash. Back he
went to the games n lost the rest of
his stake. His luck had been a meteoric
flash such as is only experienced once
in a lifetime. perhaps.
Drunkard's luck was supposed to be
furnished by the same providence that
prevented the inebriate nan from break
ing his neck when by all ordinary call
culations he ought SO to do. A liquor
befuddled individual with a vague but
jovial cast in his eye entered a resort In
Butte during that camps palmy days
He put a dollar on the chuck-a-luck game
and stood regarding 1t with solemn but
unseeing eye. Again and again the deal
er called the turn as the run won
The dollars piled up in stacks and were
exchanged for gold pieces. The dealer
took the drunk's passiveness for consent
to bet the accommodating winnings, hop
ing at each turn the game would go IN
his own favor. But the fellows luck
held. A friend of the drunken one hap
pened along at the right moment and
took in the situation. He was quick wit
ted. With one hand he swept the stakes