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Updated: June 2, 2025
In New Orleans there is a favourite of the Creoles called "craps," a dice game, and "keno," and "loto," and "roulette," played with balls and a revolving wheel. Farther to the South, among the Spano-Mexicans, you meet the game of "monte," a card game, distinct from all the others. Monte is the national game of Mexico.
It is there that the old euchre deck and the staring domino become fair and beautiful things; that the rattle of the Loto counter rejoices the heart, that the old riddle feels the sap stirring in its limbs again, and the amusing spilikin completes the mental ruin of the jaded guest. Then does the Jolly Maiden Aunt propound the query: What is the difference between an elephant and a silk hat?
"Targo and four of his men were here soon after we left. Eena saw them and hid. They searched the house " "For the drugs," muttered the Doctor under his breath. " and then left, taking Loto with them." "Which way did they go?" asked the Big Business Man. "Good God, what a thing!" "They went by water, in a large boat that was waiting for them here," answered the Chemist.
The Chemist then went on to arrange the exact quantities of the drugs they were each to take at specified times, so that at the end they would all be nearly the same size again. When he had explained all this to Oteo and Eena in their native language, they were ready to proceed with the plan. "Who's first?" asked the Very Young Man. "Let me go with Loto."
Monsieur des Grassins put a counter on his wife's card, who sat watching first the cousin from Paris and then Eugenie, without thinking of her loto, a prey to mournful presentiments. From time to time the young the heiress glanced furtively at her cousin, and the banker's wife easily detected a crescendo of surprise and curiosity in her mind.
"Loto, to-day this afternoon " The woman gave a little, low cry of anguish, instantly repressed. Her hand gripped his tightly. "No, no, Lylda, not that," he said quickly, "but this afternoon while we were all away Loto was here alone with Eena Targo with his men came. They did not hurt Loto; they took him away in a boat to Orlog." He stopped abruptly. Lylda's eyes never left his face.
"But mamita, one man who saw me standing, called me an evil name and spoke of you, my mother Lylda. And a woman looked with a look I never saw before. I am afraid, mamita." With quivering lips that smiled, Lylda kissed the little boy tenderly and gently loosening his hold pushed him towards his father. "The Master's son, Loto, never can he be afraid," she said with gentle reproof.
But suppose he saw these two giants coming to the rescue? The Very Young Man knew that probably the boy would be killed before he could save him. That way would not do. He would have to get to Orlog unseen rescue Loto by a sudden rush, before they could harm him. But first it would be necessary for him and Aura to get out of Arite quietly without causing any excitement.
Lylda, from her chair before the fire, smiled mischievously. "Aura, my sister," she said in a tone of gentle reproof. "So immodest it is to show all that hair." The girl in confusion began gathering it up. "Don't you let her tease you, Aura," said the Big Business Man. "It's very beautiful hair." "Where's Loto?" asked the Very Young Man, pulling off his hat and coat.
He is not there so much for the sake of the loto, as for the sake of the misunderstandings which are inevitable in the game. He is greatly delighted if one hits another, or calls him names. He ought to have run off somewhere long ago, but he won't leave the table for a minute, for fear they should steal his counters or his kopecks.
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