Queer Luck: Poker Stories from the New York SunCurtis, David A.
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Queer Luck: Poker Stories from the New York Sun
Curtis, David A.
Poker -- Fiction; Poker players -- Fiction; Short stories, American
“This brought a general burst of laughter, in which the Captain himself
joined after a few moments, and the strain was over. But I don’t think
there was a man there who would not rather have been shot at than to
have had such a tongue-lashing.
“The fact of the Captain of a passenger boat playing poker in the cabin
when actually in command of her, and in active service, was, I think,
what set me thinking, as I said, about his duties and responsibilities.
It seemed a strange thing to me then, because it was the first time I
ever saw it. But, though the strangeness wore off afterward when I
saw other Captains doing the same thing, I never saw Foss play again,
though I believe he occasionally did so.
“I noticed, however, every time I traveled with him after that, that
he always came into the saloon in the evening and looked at the play
that was going on. And on one occasion I got an inkling of his reasons
for doing this. It was a part of his regular patrol of the boat, and
he was as particular to see that nothing was going wrong at the card
table as he was to see that everything was right elsewhere on the
boat. Of course, poker itself was not considered wrong. It was part of
the regular routine of life. A man could play or not, but a man who
would object to anybody else playing would have been as lonesome as a
prohibitionist in Kentucky.
“Drinking was common on the river boats. Drunkenness was rare. If
there were ladies among the passengers, as commonly there were, drinks
were seldom served in the main saloon till after they had retired.
Then, if a man wanted a drink while he was playing, one of the darkies
would bring it to him.
“On the particular occasion that I speak of a man not over twenty-two
or twenty-three years old was playing cards at a table with four older
men. He was a bright, handsome fellow, with manly ways and a pleasant
manner, who seemed well able to take care of himself even at poker, and
who, indeed, held his own fairly well in the first part of the game.
The play went on, however, far into the night, and a number of drinks
were brought to the table, so that after a time the youngster grew
flushed and began playing wild.
“Captain Foss noticed this, as he noticed everything, but did not
at once interfere. I observed, however, that he passed in and out
several times between the saloon and the deck, and just as I had seen a
particularly foolish play made by the youngster I heard the Captain say
quietly: ‘Gentlemen, the game will have to be closed for to-night.’
“Naturally the players all looked up in surprise, and one or two
attempted a remonstrance, but, noticing the Captain’s expression,
thought better of it. He was smiling pleasantly, but you could tell by
his face that he was in earnest.
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