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Show Ho Wan Suspicion. "Pardner," said Derringer Dan. "you'll excuse me, but I'll' have to quit you. I ain't a-playin' no more pOker this evenin'." "But you have a lot of chips yet," re-, re-, marked the young man from the east. "I know it. And I'm goin' ter cash 'cm in, too. You look like a tenderfoot, tender-foot, an' ye talk like one. Hut I've heard o' people, that got buncoed and , bought gold bricks even ef they did read the newspapers, an' orter to knowed i. better.,". . , 1- . "I really don't'quite fdllow you." i "I had four nine-spotfl a little while ago." "Did you?" "Sartin'. An' ye didn't do a thing but say ye'd stay out. Then 1 had a ilush an' ye said the same. I got four kings an' an ace, an' ye laid down yer hand ess usual." "That was remarkable." , " 'Remarkable' don-'t seem to quite I cover the ground fur me. Pardner, T I don't say yer workin' one o' these here I 3toentgen ray outfits on me. All 1 say i is that 1 ain't a-playin' no more poker I this evenin'." Washington Star. |
