“He played lucky from the start. It happened, fortunately, that he didn’t get a chance to make one of his fool draws more’n once in half an hour or so, an’ as his play outside o’ that was fairly good he managed to scoop in some rattlin’ good pots on flushes an’ fulls, besides two or three that he took in on deuces and nerve, or some sich hand. “Anyhow, he had near a thousand in front of him when there come a big jack-pot with fifty in it before it was opened. Pete sat next to the dealer an’ he passed, havin’ on’y a king, jack, an’ ten o’ clubs, an’, o’ course, not bein’ permitted to open under the rules. The next man opened it for fifty, the next three come in, an’ Pete raised it a hundred. That was his fool play. Whenever he’d see a show for a royal flush he used to play as if he had it, for fear he wouldn’t get the good of it when it did come. “Well, it worked pretty well. One of the crossroads professionals dropped out, but the other one had a seven full, pat, an’ after the two planters had come in, he raised Pete another hundred. Pete came back at him with another and one of the planters dropped. The other had a four flush and he stayed. The gambler, for some reason, didn’t raise again, but simply saw the raise, and there was thirteen hundred dollars in the pot. “In the draw Pete got the ace an’ queen o’ clubs. I suppose if I’d a caught them cards under the circumstances, I’d a dropped dead, but Pete never turned a hair. There was al’ays a kind of a drop to the left side of his face an’ it looked a little droopier than usual, for a minute, but he gave no other sign, and the others thought he had three of a kind at the most. The planter filled his flush, an’ so Pete had two good hands to play against, which was as much as anybody could expect. He had about six hundred on the table to bet with, besides, and more’n that, he had resources that nobody at the table knew about. “The planter sat next to the opener, who dropped out, and as it was his first bet and he had a flush, he pushed up a hundred, not carin’ to go too heavy against the gambler who had stood pat and who had stood the third raise before the draw. The gambler raised, of course, pushin’ up three-fifty. “Things was a-goin’ Pete’s way, but he never grinned. What he had to do was to make the others think he was bluffing, so he studies his cards careful for awhile an’ then says, sort o’ desperate-like an’ sudden, ‘I’ll see that, an’ I’ll go you two-fifty better,’ an’ he pushes his pile to the middle of the table, barrin’ fifteen or twenty dollars he had in loose change.