Incwadi Yami; or, twenty years' personal experience in South AfricaMatthews, J. W. (Josiah Wright)
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Incwadi Yami; or, twenty years' personal experience in South Africa
Matthews, J. W. (Josiah Wright)
Diamond mines and mining -- South Africa; South Africa -- Description and travel
Of the evils of the drink traffic I may speak elsewhere. With regard to
the other social evil I may mention that it first took firm hold of the
community by the establishment of a saloon under the auspices of two
partners, who had discarded the legitimate but slower processes of their
ordinary digging operations for the more rapid if less regular method of
making a fortune over “the board of green cloth.” There were many
others, who all ran the game openly, engaged in this nefarious
occupation, but I select these men, as they probably made the largest
fortune in their business, if such it may be called, retiring in a few
months with £40,000. The games most in vogue at this “hell” were
“roulette,” “rouge-et-noir,” “trente-et-quarante” and “faro,” all of
which, I must admit, were conducted in a perfectly honorable manner, and
the legitimate odds invariably given the players. On the other hand the
smaller fry of the hell-keepers descended to very low dodges indeed. One
_modest_ young man who kept a roulette table had four “zeros” and a
“crown and feather” for himself, with thirty-six numbers for his
patrons, whilst he would lay only thirty to one against any individual
number, thus securing for himself in any event an advantage of some
thirty-three per cent. upon each spin of the table, if luck were in
other respects even. Another gentleman (?), by mechanical devices, as
actually robbed his patrons as if he had knocked them down and rifled
their pockets. This thief had the alternate divisions between the colors
on his revolving ribbed wheel of fortune so contrived that he could
direct the ball, by a right or left spin, on to such color as might suit
his pocket best. I also heard of a still bolder spirit, who, becoming
alarmed at the constancy with which one player persisted in backing the
number 13, quietly called in the painter’s art to erase the dangerous
figure and paint a second 31. He then allowed the player, who must have
been strangely short-sighted, to continue backing his favorite number
“13” for some nights afterward, no doubt looking upon this man’s
infatuation as a certain annuity, before the fraud was discovered. This
was “heads I win and tails you lose” with a vengeance for the banker.
There were other devices which it is unnecessary for me to refer to
here, but which all tended to increase the odds against the players.
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