""You-all is goin" to be a heap sight more of a audience than a orator yereafter, Collins," says Doc Peets, as he ties up the villain"s visage that a-way. "Also, you oughter be less reckless an"
get the address of your victims before embarkin" on them skelp-collectin" enterprises of yours. That gent you goes ag"inst is Doc Holliday; as hard a game as lurks anywhere between the Slope an"
the Big Muddy."
"Does the Stranglers do anything to this Holliday? Why, no, not much; all they does is present him with a Colt"s-44 along with the compliments of the camp.
""An" it"s to be deplored," says Enright, when he makes the presentation speech to Holliday, "that you-all don"t have this weepon when you cuts loose at Collins instead of said jimcrow derringer. In sech events, that hoss-thief"s death would have been a.s.sured. Sh.o.r.e!
shootin" off Collins" jaw is good as far as it goes, but it can"t be regyarded as no sech boon as downin" him complete.
"It"s after supper when this Holliday encounters Cherokee; the two has a conference. This Holliday lays bar" his purpose.
""Which I"m yere," says this Holliday, "not only for your money, but I wants the camp." Then he goes for"ard an" proposes that they plays till one is broke; an, if it"s Cherokee who goes down, he is to vamos the outfit while Holliday succeeds to his game. "An" the winner is to stake his defeated adversary to one thousand dollars wherewith to begin life anew," concloodes this Holliday.
""Which what you states seems like agreeable offers," says Cherokee, an" he smiles clever an" gentlemanly. "How strong be you-all, may I ask?"
""Thirty thousand dollars in thirty bills," replies this Holliday.
"An" now may I enquire how strong be you? I also likes to know how long a trail I"ve got to travel."
""My roll is about forty thousand big," says Cherokee. Then he goes on: "It"s all right; I"ll open a game for you at second drink time sharp."
""That"s comfortin" to hear," retorts this Holliday. "The chances,--what with splits an" what with the ten thousand you oversizes me,--is nacherally with you; but I takes "em. If I lose, I goes back with a even thousand; if I win, you-all hits the trail with a thousand, while I"m owner of your roll an" bank. Does that onderstandin" go?"
""It goes!" says Cherokee. Then he turns off for a brief powwow with Faro Nell.
""But thar"s one thing you-all forgets, Cherokee," says Nell. "If he breaks you, he"s got to go on an" break me. I"ve a bundle of three thousand; he"s got to get it all before ever the play is closed.
Tell this yere Holliday party that."
"Cherokee argues ag"in it; but Nell stamps "round an" starts to weep some, an" at that, like every other troo gent, he gives in abject.
""Thar"s a bet I overlooks," observes Cherokee, when he resoomes his talk with this Holliday; "it"s my partner. It"s only a little matter of three thousand, but the way the scheme frames itse"f up, after I"m down an" out, you"ll have to break my partner before Wolfville"s all your own."
""That"s eminent satisfactory," returns this Holliday. "An" I freely adds that your partner is a dead game sport to take so brief a fortune an"--win all, lose all--go after more"n twenty times as much.
Your partner"s a sh.o.r.e enough optimist that a-way."
"Cherokee don"t make no retort. This Holliday ain"t posted none that the partner Cherokee"s mentionin" is Faro Nell, an" Cherokee allows he won"t onbosom himse"f on that p"int onless his hand is forced.
"When the time arrives to open the game, the heft of Wolfville"s public is gathered at the Red Light. The word goes "round as to the enterprisin" Holliday bein" out for Cherokee"s entire game; an" the prospect of seein" a limit higher than a cat"s back, an" a dooel to the death, proves mighty pop"lar. The play opens to a full house, sh.o.r.e!
""What limit do you give me?" says this Holliday, with a sort o"
cough, at the same time settin" in opposite to Cherokee. "Be lib"ral; I ain"t more"n a year to live, an" I"ve got to play "em high an" hard to get average action. If I"m in robust health now, with a long, useful life before me, the usual figgers would do. Considerin"
my wasted health, however, I sh.o.r.e hopes you"ll say something like the even thousand."
""Which I"ll do better than that," returns Cherokee, as he snaps the deck in the box, "I"ll let you fix the limit to suit yourse"f. Make it the ceilin" if the sperit moves you."
""That"s gen"rous!" says Holliday. "An" to mark my appreciation tharof, I"ll jest nacherally take every resk of splits an" put ten thousand in the pot, coppered; ten thousand in the big squar"; an"
ten thousand, coppered, on the high kyard."
"Son, we-all sports standin" lookin" on draws a deep breath. Thirty thousand in three ten thousand dollar bets, an" all on the layout at once, marks a epock in Wolfville business life wherefrom folks can onblushin"ly date time! Thar it lays however, an" the two sharps most onmoved tharby is Cherokee an" Holliday themse"fs.
""Turn your game!" says this Holliday, when his money is down, an"
leanin" back to light a seegyar.
"Cherokee makes the turn. Never does I witness action so sudden an"
complete! It"s sh.o.r.e the sharpest! The top kyard as the deck lays in the box is a ten-spot. An" as the papers is shoved forth, how do you-all reckon they falls! I"m a Mexican! if they don"t come seven-king! This Holliday wins all along; Cherokee is out thirty thousand an" only three kyards showed! How"s that for perishin"
flesh an" blood!
"I looks at Cherokee; his face is as ca"m as a Injun"s; he"s too finely fibred a sport to so much as let a eyelash quiver. This Holliday is equally onemotional. Cherokee shoves over three yaller chips.
""Call "em ten thousand each," says Cherokee. Then he waits for this Holliday to place his next bets.
""Since you-all has exackly that sum left in your treasury," observes this Holliday, puffin" his seegyar, "I reckons I"ll let one of these yaller tokens go, coppered, on the high kyard ag"in. You-all doubles or breaks right yere."
"The turn falls trey-eight. Cherokee takes in that ten thousand dollar chip.
""Bein"s that I"m still playin" on velvet," remarks this Holliday, an" his tone is listless an" languid like he"s only half interested, "I"ll go twenty thousand on the high kyard, open. This trip we omits the copper."
"The first kyard to show is a deuce. It"s better than ten to one Cherokee will win. But disapp"intment chokes the camp; the next kyard is a ace, an" Cherokee"s swept off his moccasins. The bank is broke; and to signify as much, Cherokee turns his box on its side, counts over forty thousand dollars to this Holliday an" gets up from the dealer"s cha"r.
"As Cherokee rises, Faro Nell slides off the lookout"s stool an" into the vacated cha"r. When Cherokee loses the last bet I hears Nell"s teeth come together with a click. I don"t dare look towards her at the time; but now, when she turns the box back, takes out the deck, riffles an" returns it to its place I gives her a glance. Nell"s as game as Cherokee. As she sets over ag"inst this lucky invalid her colour is high an" her eyes like two stars.
""An" now you"ve got to break me," says Nell to this Holliday.
"Also, we restores the _statu quo_, as Colonel Sterett says in that _Coyote_ paper, an" the limit retreats to a even hundred dollars."
""Be you-all the partner Mister Hall mentions?" asks this Holliday, at the same time takin" off his sombrero an" throwin" away his seegyar.
"Nell says she is.
""Miss," says this Holliday, "I feels honoured to find myse"f across the layout from so much sperit an" beauty. A limit of one hundred, says you; an" your word is law! As a first step then, give me three thousand dollars worth of chips an" make "em fifty dollars each.
I"ll take the same chance with you on that question of splits I does former, an" I wants a hundred on every kyard, middle to win ag"in the ends."
"The deal begins; Nell is winner from the jump; she takes in three bets to lose one plumb down to the turn. This Holliday calls the turn for the limit; an" loses. The kyards go into the box ag"in an"
a next deal ensooes. So it continyoos; an" Nell beats this Holliday hard for half a hour. Nell sees she"s in luck; an" she feels that strong she concloods to press it some.
""The limit"s five hundred!" says Nell to this Holliday. "Come after me!"
"Holliday bows like he"s complimented. "I"m after you; an" I comes a-runnin"," he says.
"Down goes his money all over the lay-out; only now its five hundred instead of one hundred.
"It"s no avail, this Holliday still loses. At the end of a hour Nell sizes up her roll; she"s a leetle over forty thousand strong; jest where Cherokee stands at the start.
"Nell pauses as she"s about to put the deck in the box for a deal.
She looks at this Holliday a heap thoughtful. That look excites Dan Boggs who"s been on the brink of fits since ever the play begins, he"s that "motional.
""Don"t raise the limit, Nell!" says Dan in a awful whisper. "That"s where Cherokee"s weak at the go-off. He ought never to have thrown away the limit."
"Nell casts her eyes--they"re burnin" like coals!--on Dan. I can see his bluff about Cherokee bein" weak has done decided her mind.
""Cherokee does right," says Nell to Dan, "like Cherokee allers does.