Stand Pat; Or, Poker Stories from the MississippiCurtis, David A.
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Stand Pat; Or, Poker Stories from the Mississippi
Curtis, David A.
Poker players -- Fiction; Short stories, American
“Well, that there McCarthy, if his name was McCarthy, just sat there and
called every bet that was made after that for three-quarters of an hour.
I never see such a thing before nor since. ’Peared like he’d on’y just
found out that he could call, an’ he’d been playin’ along afore that on
the idee that all the other feller had to do to win the pot was to make
a bet, an’ as if he’d got in his head that callin’ was all he was ’lowed
to do under the rules. Whatever his fool notion was, I don’t p’tend to
say, but that’s just what he did. Just called every time it come to him.
“Just naturally that looked easy, an’ I will say for the boys that they
didn’t try to play it low down on him for a good while. All they did was
to wait for a pretty strong hand an’ then bet it for what it was worth
an’ wait for a call. As there was three o’ them to one o’ him, they
naturally outheld him as a rule, but somehow or other he managed to
scoop a pot just about often enough to keep him even. He’d bought
twenty-five dollars after he lost his first fifty, so there was over a
hundred on the table. The boys wasn’t pushin’ him very hard, so they
only bet fives an’ tens, an’ once in awhile he’d show down the best hand
an’ scoop a pot. An’ bimeby we was all surprised to see he was gettin’
ahead. Still, ’twa’n’t no game to speak about. They’d all got the idee’t
he hadn’t got much of a wad, an’ they was playin’ more for the fun o’
the thing than to do him up.
“Pretty soon Blaisdell he caught a four-flush in a jack-pot an’ the
stranger he opened it. Blaisdell stayed an’ the others dropped out. They
each drawed one card an’ the stranger he bet ten. Blaisdell looked at
his draw an’ found he’d filled a ace flush, so he raised it for his
pile, which was thirty dollars, an’ the stranger called. He showed down
a full house an’ Blaisdell had to go diggin’.
“Next hand Bascom opened the jack on a pat straight, an’ the stranger he
come in an’ drawed one card. The others stayed out an’ Bascom bet his
pile, which was twenty odd, an’ the stranger he called an’ showed down a
flush, so Bascom was obliged to dig.
“Then ’twas Winterbottom’s turn, as it happened, an’ he opened it on
threes. They was playin’ a jack again on account o’ the hands showed,
an’ I’m blamed if the same thing didn’t happen. The stranger he come in
an’ drawed two cards. Winterbottom bet his pile, havin’ three queens.
The other two dropped out an’ the stranger he called an’ showed three
kings.
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