my partner Foster--he would stoop to little things.
I was playing poker one night with a man, and broke him. He got
up from the table and went back into the ladies' cabin, and in a
short time returned with some diamonds and a lady's watch and chain.
He wanted to put them up, but I told him I never played for women's
finery. A man offered him about one-half what the stuff was worth,
and he was so crazy to play that he was about to let them go, when
I advanced him much more on them than the stranger had offered;
for I knew he would lose them. We began our play, and in about an
hour I had won all the money that I had advanced him on the jewelry.
I asked him if he was broke, and he told me that their passage was
paid and his wife had some money. I bid him good night and went
to bed. The next morning I put the jewelry in a cigar box, gave
it to my partner, and told him to find the lady and return it to
her. He found her and returned the box. She opened, and found
everything her husband had lost; then she gave him $300, and told
him to thank me for her. He came back and gave me the thanks, but
did not say one word about the $300. I was well paid with the
thanks, until I found out that she had sent $300 with them, and
that my partner had hogged onto it. I did not say a word at the
time, but waited until I could get a big even.

We were coming out of New Orleans a short time after the Chambers
trick, and had a good monte business, which we closed up as soon
as we had caught all the suckers. I went to a friend of mine who
kept a drug store in Vicksburg, and told him I wanted to get even
with my partner. I gave him some money, and told him I would open
my red and black, and that the jack paid eight for one. I said to
him, "You come up and bet $10 on the jack three times, and on the
fourth time you put a one-hundred-dollar bill inside of the ten
and put it on the same card, and I will make it win." He did just
as I told him, and the jack lost the first three times, but the
fourth time it won. I paid the $80, and started to make another
turn, when the drug man said: "You will have to come again." I
said, "There is your $80 and your $10, sir." "Please look at the
$10," he replied. I did look at it, and there was a great, big,
live $100 inside of it. It was over the limit; but I had turned,
and there was no getting out of it. To tell the truth, I did not
want to get out, for I was just getting in on my partner.