CULL'D POKER.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 6, Issue 1597, 31 January 1884, Page 2

CULL'D POKER.

There waa no game at the Thomp-son-street Poker Club on Saturday night, Mr Gus Johnston was engaged to sing at a revival in Hobokeu; Professor Brick wrote a note to the effect that his coalman had prevented his recuperating sufficiently to play, on the cash system; arid'Mr Rube Jackson who had promised to call on Elder Boss Jones ot Florida aud steer him •against the game failed to put in nu aprearance. .;■-.-.;

'.The Rev Thankful Smith-was relating the experiences of the previous meeting when, with the saddened air of a man who had lost his grip on his reputation, Mr Tooter Williams and the odor of a Bowery cigar entered together. .".'....;

,; - " What de matter, Toot ?" inquired Mr Smith, with the easy familiarity of a man.in luck. "Yo' looks 'spondent." "I done loss dot sixty-fo' dollars I winned on the lioss race," responded Mr Williams, gloomily.

"Sko 1" exclaimed everybody present. •'Yezzan," continued Mr Williams, addressing himself exclusively to Mr Smith, " an' I done loss it bettin' agin' mokes, too. Dat's what makes the remorse bite."

The deepest interest having.been aroused, Mr Williams proceeded to enlighten the members as follows:' " I was standin' in a do' oh Sixth aveyou an' up comes a white man in a plug hat, and sezee, 'Why he'el-lo Mister Robinson, how is yo?'" " Bunko." remarked Mr Smith, with the air of one who has had experience. "Dat's whad I thought," sai* Mr Williams, " but I kept shet. So I sez to him, ' How is yo' ?," "' Ise a stranger yer, Mister Robinson,' sezee,' an' I mus' say I never did see so many mokes tied together as dey is on Sixth aveyou, Doy's mo' mokes dan white pussons.' ' Oh, no,' sez I, ' dey's mo' white pussons dan mokes.' 'l'll bet yo' two to one dey isn't,' sezee, 'A.II right,' sez I, so off he goes, an'comes back wid afren'iwho weighed 'bout two hundred, an' had a bad oye,' " Yo' lied a sof spec," observed Mr Smith.

'•Den," continued Mr Williams, not noticing the interruption, "sezee .now we'll bofe put a hundred dollaliswid this genelman, an' stan' yer in do do.' Every wite man passes, he'll give you two dollahs, an' every moko ; passes he'll givo mo a dollah.'" "Well!" said Mr Smith who ,was. growing excited.

"Well! fuss dey comes alongtwo> wife men, an' de man wif de bad eye says that was fo' dollahs to my credit. Den comes six wite men an' he Bays dat's twelve dollahs rao 1 for me. Den comes along a buck niggah, arid den I lose a dollah. Den fo' wite men an' I win eight. Den fo' wite men mo'; den a niggah; den two niggahs; den seven wite men, and de man wid de bad eye he say I was fohty-two dollars ahead,"

,"De soffes 1 lay I'ever hear|"v said Mr Smith, whose, eye was glistening over Mr Williams' winnings. " Den comes along fo 1 wite men,! said_ Mr Williams, "and the man wif a bad" oyo lie say dat was eight dollars more,' as if his recollections had overpowered him. "An 1 den?" echoed everybody, wildly excited. "Why, den," said' Mr Williams desperately, "dey comes around de. cornah—" "Decops?" breathlessly asked Mr Smith, "A niggah funer'l," said Mr Williams.—Life, j_