Dunwody gave a sly wink at his neighbor, Judge Clayton. The latter sank back in his chair resigned. Indeed, he proceeded to precipitate what he knew was to come.
"Sir, England herself," he a.s.sented gravely, "is the oldest of slavers. The Saxons, of whom we speak as the fathers of freedom, were the worst slave masters in the world--they sold their very kin into slavery at times."
The Honorable William Jones was impatient of interruption. "Comin"
to our own side of the sea, gentlemen, what do we find? New England foremost in the slave trade! New York, ownin" onct more slaves than Virginny ever did! Georgia was fo"ced to take on slave labor, although she had tried to do without it. _Every_ race, _every_ nation, sirs, has accepted the theory of slave labor. What says Mr. Gibbon in his great work--in his remarkable work, his treasure house of learnin"--_The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire_--if I had my copy here I could put my finger on to the very place where he says it, sirs. Why, sirs, in the _Decline and Fall_--I could show you the very line and chapter if I had my copy here--but it"s up in my room--I could show you the very chapter on slavery, by the Lord Harry! sir, where Mr. Foote, of the state of Mississippi, in his last speech down in that country, sirs,--"
"Now, now, Jones," Dunwody raised a restraining hand at length, "just sit down. Don"t go get your copy of the _Decline and Fall_.
We"re willing to take some of that for granted. Let"s get at the pleasant task of taking away all the money of this Free Soil gentleman from the North. _Non_ politics, _non_ religion, _sed_ poker! That"s why we"re here."
The Honorable William Jones, his eloquence thus dammed up, seemed to experience a sudden restriction of the throat, and coughed once or twice. "I will go against the said poker just onct," said he; "but, ahem!"
"I would suggest," said Dunwody, "that before we tempt the G.o.ds of fortune we should first pour a libation for their favor. What do you say, sir?" He turned to Jones and winked at Clayton.
"No, no, no, sir! No, I thank you just as much, but I never drink more than onct in a day. At home it varies. On some days I like my liquor in the mornin", some days just before bedtime, especially if there is any malary about, as there is in most of my country--indeed, I think there is some malary in these Ohio bottoms up here."
"That fact is beyond dispute," ventured Judge Clayton gravely. "In short, I myself feel in danger as we pa.s.s through these heavy forests."
"Quite so," a.s.sented the Honorable William Jones. "Sometimes I take a drink in the mornin" before breakfast, especially if there is malary around, as I said; sometimes before dinner, but only one; or, sometimes right after dinner, like now. Difference among men, ain"t there? Some say it"s wrong to drink before breakfast.
Others say one drink then goes farther"n six later in the day. For me, now, only one drink a day. Unless--that is, of course--unless there is some very special occasion, such as--"
"Such as that offered by this most malarious country," ventured the judge gravely.
"Well, yes, since you mention it, on such an occasion as this. But Tom--" turning to the colored boy, "Make it very light; ver-r-ry light. Hold on thah, you rascal, not too light!"
The Honorable William Jones set an example in which he was joined temperately by the judge, the others contenting themselves in completing their arrangements for the game. The tokens were distributed, and in accordance with the custom of the time, the table soon was fairly well covered with money of divers sorts, gold coin, a lesser amount of silver, bills issued by many and divers banks in this or that portion of the country.
Silence fell when the game really began. The Honorable William Jones at first ever and anon threatened to erupt into Roman facts and figures, but chilly glances made his answer. Half an hour, and the pa.s.sing of time was forgot.
At first the cards ran rather severely against the judge, and rather in favor of the historian, who played "the said poker" with such thoroughness that presently there appeared before him a ragged pile of currency and coin. Dunwody and Carlisle were losers, but finally Dunwody began to edge in upon the acc.u.mulated winnings of his neighbor on the right. An hour pa.s.sed, two hours, more. The boat plowed on down-stream. Presently the colored boy began to light lamps. There came to the faces of all the tense look, the drawn and lined visage which is concomitant to play for considerable stakes. A frown came on the florid countenance of the young officer. The pile of tokens and currency before him lessened steadily. At last, in fact, he began to show uneasiness. He thrust a hand into a pocket where supplies seemed to have grown scarce. There is small mercy in a game of poker hard played, but at least one of his opponents caught some such signal of distress.
Dunwody looked up from his own last hand.
"Don"t leave us just yet, friend," he said. "You may draw on me for all you like, if you care to continue. We shall see that you get a ticket back home. No man can ask more than that!"
"I have a thousand acres of cotton land "n a hunnerd n.i.g.g.e.rs waitin" for me to git home," said the Honorable William Jones, "an"
by hockey, I raise the ante to twenty dollars right hyer! Are you all comin" in?"
"I have at least that much left in my locker," answered Judge Clayton. "What do you say to doubling that?"
"Suit me," said Dunwody briefly; they nodded a.s.sent all around, but the younger man ventured:
"Suppose I sit with you for one jack-pot, gentlemen. The hour is growing late for me, and I must plead other duties. When a man is both busy and broke, it is time for him to consider."
"No, no," expostulated the Honorable William Jones, who long since had forgotten his rule regarding one drink a day. "No, no, not broke, and not busy! Not at all!"
"I don"t know," said Dunwody. "Suppose we make it one more jack-pot all around?" They agreed to this. It was Judge Clayton"s deal.
"Gimme at least three," began the senator from Belmont, puckering out his lips in discontent.
"Three good ones," consented the judge. "How many for the rest of you?"
Dunwody shook his head. "I"ll stand as it is, please."
The judge quietly discarded two cards, Carlisle having done the same. The betting now went about with more than one increase from the Honorable William Jones, whose eyes apparently were seeing large. At last the "call" came from Carlisle, who smilingly moved the bulk of his remaining fortune toward the center of the table.
Thereupon, with a bland and sane smile, the Honorable William Jones shook his head and folded his cards together. The judge displayed queens and tens, the gentleman opposite queens and deuces. Dunwody laid down his own hand, which showed aces and fours. They all sighed.
"Gentlemen, you all deserve to win," said Dunwody. "I feel like a thief."
"I have a thousand acres of n.i.g.g.e.rs "n four hunnerd cotton lands,"
remarked the Honorable William Jones, amiably, "says you can"t do it again. I can prove it from Mr. Gibbon"s _"Cline "n Fall_."
Judge Clayton rose, laughing, slapping Dunwody on the shoulder and giving an arm to Mr. Jones, whom he a.s.sisted to his room.
CHAPTER V
SPOLIA OPIMA
Dunwody remained seated at the table, carelessly shuffling the cards between his fingers. Once in a while he cast an amused glance toward Carlisle, and at last remarked, as though continuing an arrested thought:
"Amanuensis, is she?" He chuckled. The other ventured no reply.
"My dear sir, at your age, I congratulate you! The choice of an amanuensis is one very important for a public man, not less so, I imagine, for a military man. Consider the need--"
"I think that will do, my dear Dunwody," rejoined Carlisle at length, the hot blood in his face. "Frankly, this conversation is unwelcome to me."
"I"ll tell you what I"ll do with you," exclaimed the Missourian suddenly. "I"ll bet you every cent in this pile of my winnings here that that young lady isn"t your amanuensis, and never has been. I"ll bet its like that she is no relative of yours. I"ll bet it all over again that she is the most beautiful woman that ever set foot on a boat on this river, or ever set foot on any land. Moreover, I"ll bet again--"
"You might win a certain share of these wagers," smiled the young officer, willing to pa.s.s by a possible argument. "Moreover, I am quite willing to discuss arrangements for changing the term of servitude of this young lady. I"ve been doing a little thinking about one or two matters since this morning."
"What!"
"Quite right. I wouldn"t care to restrain her in any way, if she cared to travel in other company. Our work is well advanced toward completion, as it is."
"Yet you came here with her? Then what--?"
"Never mind what the relation may have been, my dear fellow. It irks me now. Especially does this sort of conversation irk me, because it is not fair to the young lady herself."
Dunwody drew in his breath with a strong sigh. He sat up straight in his chair, then rested an arm on the table, as he leaned forward toward the other. "A young lady has had a poor protector who would not protect her name. Of course!"
"In any case," smiled Carlisle, forcing the frown away from his face, "my fortunes need mending now. Do you think I could continue a journey down the river in company so strong at cards as yours?
At a later time, if you like, I will endeavor to get my revenge."
"Suppose you have it now," said Dunwody calmly. "Haven"t you just heard me say I haven"t the means?"
"You have as much as I have."