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Updated: June 9, 2025
I've left the poker in between the bars to get red-hot. Put that to your touch-hole. Beats slow match hollow; don't it, Joe?" "Ay, that it do, mate, if you have got the fire, and the poker's hot; but you have to come back to the slow match if neither one nor t'other's ready. Well, Mr Rodd, sir, it don't look as if any of us is going to have the watch below to-night." "No, Joe, it doesn't.
Then, after a few moments of waiting, Harley whispered, "Don't be alarmed; I am about to force the door." The door was of flimsy pine, and it gave quickly to the poker's leverage. Then, this useful weapon still in hand, Harley stepped into the room, where he heard a deep-drawn sigh that expressed mingled emotions.
"Oh, blast it!" yelled the Kid as he ran out into the street to escape the persecution. "Good Kid, all right," remarked Waffles. "He'll go around an' lick some Mexican an' come back sweet as honey." "Did somebody say poker?" Asked Bigfoot, digressing from the Kid. "Oh, yu fellows don't want no poker. Of course yu don't. Poker's mighty uncertain," replied Red.
I think he is one of the nicest boys I know but he weighs a good fifty-seven pounds, and so far we haven't been able to get a cloud strong enough to support more than fifty-six. If Tom were to come up here and sit on a cloud he'd fall through, and if he fell through, you know what would happen." "No, I don't," said Tom, to whom the Poker's remarks were addressed. "What would happen?"
"I can play 'most anything," Quin boasted. "Poker's my specialty." For an hour they bent over the chess-board, and Quin was conscious of those piercing black eyes studying him and grimly approving when he made a good play. For the first time, he began to rather like Mr. Bangs, and to experience a thrill of satisfaction in winning his good opinion. Only once was the game interrupted.
"The first thing for us to do," said Lefty, paying no attention to the Poker's words, "is to get a good place for us to sit, so that Sleepyhead can see the world." "There's no better place than this cloud," said the Poker. "I've sat here many a time and studied China by the hour." "It's a little too far away for Sleepyhead," said Lefty. "Dormy mustn't be allowed to strain his eyes."
Bud pulled his mouth into a rueful grin. "Yes, Pop, I cashed the checks, all right and here's what's left of the money. I guess," he went on while he pulled out a small roll of bills and licked his finger preparatory to counting them, "I might better have stuck to running my horses. Poker's sure a fright. The way it can eat into a man's pocket " "Went and lost all that money on poker, did ye?"
Half an hour later he went on deck to take a mouthful of fresh air before supper, and on looking over the side he saw the whole pack of dogs lying in a circle close to the ship, with Dumps comfortably asleep in the middle, and using Poker's back for a pillow. "Faix, but ye must be fond of the cowld, to lie there all night when ye've got a palace on Store Island."
Half-an-hour later he went on deck to take a mouthful of fresh air before supper, and on looking over the side he saw the whole pack of dogs lying in a circle close to the ship, with Dumps comfortably asleep in the middle, and using Poker's back for a pillow. "Faix, but ye must be fond of the cowld to lie there all night when ye've got a palace on Store Island."
There was the testimony of the barkeeper, himself concerned equally with the camp in the integrity of the Riggs household. And there was an even darker suspicion. But this must be given in Joe Wynbrook's own words: "I didn't mind the old woman winnin' and winnin' reg'lar for poker's an unsartin game; it ain't the money that we're losin' for it's all in the camp.
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