Over the Santa Fé Trail, 1857Napton, William Barclay
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Over the Santa Fé Trail, 1857
Napton, William Barclay
Santa Fe National Historic Trail
Not long after embarking from St. Louis, a game of poker was arranged
and started among these trappers and played on a good-sized round table
made especially for this purpose, such a one as every passenger-boat on
the Missouri River was then provided with. The game was kept going a
great part of the time, until we reached Fort Union at the mouth of the
Yellowstone, the players having then been thinned out by departure from
the boat at the different forts as we passed up. These men were all
friends or acquaintances of long standing, and while they played with
money, no one seemed to care particularly about his losses or winnings,
in other words, there were no real gamblers in the party, the stakes
being only such as they could loose without repining, or which is still
more difficult, such as they could gain without undue exultation.
The conversation between them was really more interesting than the
game. They could all speak English and French and a half-dozen Indian
tongues, making their conversation and dialect in the poker game
singularly interesting.
Pappineau was one of the poker players, and his station was Fort
Berthold. He was a good-natured, vivacious, volatile Canadian
Frenchman, a general favorite, but not possessing the required
level-headedness to play a good game of poker. His finances were
running low even before he left St. Louis, and in consequence of this,
he found it necessary every few days to withdraw from the game. His
presence and talk were highly appreciated by the other players, and on
these occasions it was quite in keeping with the existing state of good
fellowship among them to notice someone “stake” Pappineau with five
or ten dollars, without any embarrassing stipulations for its return,
in order that he might resume his place in the game. On reaching Fort
Berthold Pappineau took pride in bringing his squaw on board the boat,
presenting her to those among us who were strangers, and he had no
reason to be ashamed of her, as she was one of the best-looking and
neatest Indian women we saw on this journey.
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