id: "Oh, we don't rectify no mistakes in poker." The sucker
looked up at him and said: "What in the h--l have you got to do
with this game?" The Jew said: "I thought you was bluffin'."
The sucker then said: "Hold on, gentlemen, we have not drawn yet.
I thought I had a king full on sevens." He then threw down the
seven and eight and called for two cards. The Jew said: "We don't
care for your mistake," and then walked around behind the sucker
to see what he would get in the draw. I dealt him off two cards,
but the Jew did not get to see what he got. They had sent me some
money from the office, and I bet him $500. The sucker hesitated
a moment, and then bet $5,000. I put up all the money I had, my
big single stone, pin and ring, but that was not enough. Then the
Jew put up his Juergunsen watch, a large cluster pin and ring, and
called the bet. The sucker said, "I have two pair." The Jew was
so glad (thinking I had won) that he could not keep still, but went
up and down like a jumping-jack. I showed down my ace full, and
then the sucker showed down two pair of kings. You should have
seen my "new partner." He threw up both his hands, groaned, and
fell over on the floor dead. We had to throw water in his face to
bring him around, and when we got him up he started for the guards,
saying: "I go drown myself; I don't want to live." Some one ran
and got him a life preserver, and told him to put it on before he
jumped overboard. He finally quieted down and went to his room.
I took the horseman into my room, gave him $200 in money and my
"partner's" diamonds. He was the lion of the boat, and did not
have to pay for drinks from there to Louisville. I got off at
Baton Rouge at daybreak, and was soon on my way back to New Orleans;
and when I arrived there, every one I met would ask me about my
bad luck. My friends were sorry for me. I could have borrowed
almost any amount of money. The papers came out all over the
country that Devol had at last found his match.

I saw the Jew in St. Louis some years later. He knew me, and said:
"Mr. Devol, come and let us get a good drink. See that clothing
store? That's mine. I never play poker since that time on the
boat; don't you remember?"

SOLD OUT BY A PARTNER.

One night I was coming up the river on the steamer _Morrison_. I
had a partner with me named Charles Bush. He was a good, big-
hearted fellow, but did not know much about beating a sucker out
of