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HOW MUCH CAIN A MAIN FORGET
DN a recent Chicago divorce case the plaintiff, the husband, sought to have his marriage set aside on the ground that he had no recollection of having married the defendant. He denied that he was under the influence of in-toxicants or drugs, but declared that during one entire week —in which time it appears he proposed and was married—he "was not himself." He did not get his divorce, however, and his plea was looked upon as a piece of hu mor. And yet his lawyer, in discussing the case the other day, said that he was really convinced that his client was sincere and that he was not his mental self on the occasion of his marriage. The divorce case is recalled in view of a rather more serious illustration of aphasia that has attracted attention in New York. Can a man commit aciime without his knowledge? Upon the so lution of this strange proposition will depend the fate of George H. Wood, who is locked in a. cell in the little county jail of Somerville, N. J. Wood killed a man he had never met prior to the murder, a man he had absolutely no reason for killing, and he journeyed miles to commit the crime. He now says he has no recollection of it. And this the physicians call aphasia. When or why does memory desert? A man who has given this subject some thought, in calling attention to the Wood case, presents these interesting conditions: "We frequently hear and read of in stances where people have met with accidents and injuries—resulting from being thrown from vehicles during run aways, chiefly—and have been unable after being restored to consciousness and health ever to recall just where unconsciousness occurred, or the in stant before the impact with the object which caused the concussion. No Recollection of Falling "A ease which occurred last summer "will perhaps illustrate A pair of horses driven by a gentleman became frightened by an automobile and broke into an unmanageable run. At the end of the street through which they were rushing was a gathering of people holding a public meeting, and the driver knew that unless he could stop or turn the horses they would dash into that crowd and cause injury to many of them. By rare presence of mind he decided to throw the horses in order to save the people, whatever the consequences to himself. Rising to his feet and dropping one rein, he pulled with all his strength on the other, drawing the horses' heads around so suddenly as to throw them on their knees, thus stopping them, but making a complete wreck of the light buggy, with severe injury to the animals. "By this sudden swerving of the car riage he was violently thrown to the stone roadway, striking on his shoulder and side of his face, and rendered un conscious, though no bones were broken, and he received no severe in juries. "Now here comes the mystery on which we seek enlightenment. This gentleman remembers very distinctly everything that happened during the runaway till the instant before leaving the vehicle. He knew he would be thrown out, and can recall seeing the horses in the act of falling, but has no recollection of his own falling or the pain when he struck. Everything is a perfect blank between the pulling of the horses and the return of his mind on being taken to his home from the hospital, where he had laid several weeks unconscious. , "Why does memory leave and not return? Does nature suddenly draw a veil to shut out possible suffering? Does some unseen, unknown spirit come to the rescue at the instant when death is imminent? Is it momentary death? Two Queer Incidents "Two similar incidents have occurred In my own life. When quite a small boy I was turning T a grindstone for a butcher to sharpen his knives. I recall this very distinctly. The next I knew I was being led by the arm by a rela tive into the house where we lived. The handle of the grindstone had caught my clothing in some manner, so the butcher said, throwing me down and rendering me unconscious. My people were notified and came and took me home. I was not injured in any form that could be discovered. I was un able then and have never since been able to make any connection between turning the handle and the entrance to my home, although I walked the dis tance. Why and how did memory de sert? •'Some years after, when a cabin boy on one of the government coal reserve ships anchored in the river Medway at Sheerness, England, I recall seeing a ball floating by and, boylike, my im mediate desire was to get it. Some time afterward the officer whom I at tended came out upon the deck and noticed at" quite a distance astern a small straw hat. He called one of the men to go down to the companionway, take the boat, and pick it up. Judge of his consternation and fright to see me well down in the water, caught in some manner by my clothing to the ship's rudder. I was pulled out un conscious and thought to be dead. Res toratives, of course, were applied, with the different methods of resuscitation resorted to. which proved effective. "Now, every instant and incident Is a perfect blank to me from the time I saw the ball till I was being rolled and rubbed back to life and consciousness. It is assumed that I made a dash down to the boat to secure the ball, and in some manner slipped getting Into the boat. I have positively no knowledge of what happened between seeing the ball on the water and regaining my senses. I was not bruised or hurt in any part of my body that could be seen —no concussion of the head, not a scratch anywhere. "Who can explain this mystery and pudden leaving of the senses at such a time, and why?" The Wood Case The New Jersey murder case pre sents as puzzling conditions as those outlined. 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Wood is accused of the wanton and deliberate murder of George Williams, a farmer of the village of Watchung, N. J., who was found on Feb. 2 last dead in his sleigh on the Coontown road, not far from Watchung, with a bullet wound in his back. It seems to be well established that Wood had gone off on this ride with Williams and that the disappeared before the finding of the body. Yet he has ever since declared with unshakable emphasis that he has no recollection of having been anywhere within miles of the scene of the killing on the day it was done. This, however, is not a denial that he was there, for to it he adds the astonishing assertion that his mind is a total blank concern ing his actions and movements in a period of several days, beginning three days before the day of the murder. Two Men Strangers Moreover, it has been proved beyond a doubt that Wood and Williams had never seen each other in their lives be fore they started on the fatal drive, that both were men of clean records and that there was not the faintest shadow of a motive for the crime. No weapon has yet been found and Wood insists that he never owned or carried one in his life. Nevertheless, cartridges corresponding in size with the wound were found in a suit case belonging to him, and there is no question that he was in the vicinity when the murder was done. Curiously enough, the place where the affair happened is where Wood was born and spent his boyhood days, but he left there when he was 9 years old, seventeen years ago, and has been back only at rare intervals. He says now that he had no thought of going there last February and that if he did go he was not conscious of the fact, but was acting in response to a mental condition over which he had no con trol. On the night of his arrest his speech and actions were such that he was put under examination at police headquar ters in New York by Dr. Ball, who thought the man might be under the influence of a drug. At the end of the examination, however, the physician declared there was no evidence of a drug and that Wood was apparently suffering from aphasia. This word is defined in medical cir cles as a lesion of the brain which is seldom dissociated from absolute in sanity and which involves a partial or complete loss of memory concerning the acts done by the victim while the condition lasts. There are cases of the kind on record, and it is entirely posslbe that Wood, acting under this abnormal mentality, did unconsciously go to the scene of his youth, did take the drive with Williams, and did, moved by some inexplicable murderous impulse, kill him. Wood's Version of the Case To a correspondent who saw him in his cell the other day, Wood again told his version of the case without the slightest variation from his former statements. In the strange circum stances the man offered an interesting study, but the impressions he conveyed will be made clearer by a brief re hearsal of the facts of the story. Edward Marflnz was a conductor on the trolley system in Plalnfield, N. J., until a short time ago, but on Thurs day, Feb. 2, he was a bartender in the Washington house, a hotel kept by Henry Maul, Just outside the limits of Plainfield. At about 10 o'clock that morning: a man thoroughly answering the description of Wood, except that he wore a mustache, which has since been removed, entered the barroom and took a drink of whisky. Chatting for a moment with Marfinz, the stranger said he was walking to Mount Horeb, about eight miles away, but would like to get a "rig." Marfinz directed him to the house of William Demler, around the corner, and he said he would go there. Instead of do ing so, he went to the grocery store of Williams, who was a tenant of Dem ler's, and asked for the latter. Demler was out, but Williams said he would drive the man for $2.50. and the proposition was accepted. While the sleigh was being made ready Demler appeared and thought he recognized the stranger; but after a close scru tiny he became convinced that he had never seen him before. It was about 10:30 when Williams and the stranger started oft along the Coontown road. On the way they passed John Miller, who was working with a boy helper. Williams was sitting on the right of his passenger. They had gone about 200 yards when the boy thought he heard a shot, but Miller paid no attention. A few min utes afterward Kugene Pope came along and stopped long enough to say that "there was a man drunk or dead in a sleigh up the road." Miller went up the road, but did not at first recog nize Williams, who was bundled up and lying limp against the high back of the sleigh, his arms hanging by his side. Body Finally Identified It was not until Frank Jennings came along that Williams was identi fied. Jennings hurried to a telephone and called up W. Howard Toms, coro ner of the county. Williams' body had been found about noon at a spot about 4% miles west of Watchung. One of the first to reach the place afterwards was Justice of the Peace Cooper. He saw at once that Williams had been shot below the shoulder blade, three inches to the left of the spinal column. No weapon was found, but there were footprints in the snow. These were tracked across the fields to the^ barn of Mrs. Sarah Pollock, Wood's grandmother, and then for four miles over to the Millington station, on the Delaware, Lackawanna & Western railroad. By crossing the lots the fugi tive had saved two miles, showing that he was no stranger to the geographical conditions of the neighborhood. There was no train, however, until ten minues after 3 o'clock, and it was then learned that the man had bought no ticket, but had walked up the railroad track to Lyon-s, a flag station, where he had boarded" a train for New York. So much for the -day itself. Stranger still is what followed. When it was learned in New York city that the man wanted was George H. Wood, a report er found out that Wood's sister, Mrs. Frederick Bischoff, lived at 447 West Twenty-seventh street. On a venture the reporter went there, never thinking for a moment that a murderer would go to so easily discovered a place after the commission of the crime. The fam ily was at dinner when the reporter entered and asked whether George H. Wood was known there. "That's me," paid Wo» up from the table; '"what i~ . ''Do you mean to say yo;; .\ know you're wanted for murder?" gasped the reporter. Wood also gasped for an instant Then he laughed and said: "What kind of a josh are you giving me?" It took some time for the newspaper man to make himself believed, but eventually Wood seized his overcoat and said: "I guess I'd better find out what this means." His air was merely one of per plexed curiosity. Goes to Police Station With Bischoff and the reporter he went to the West Twentieth street sta- THE ST. PAUL GLOBE. SUNDAY. APRIL 9. 1905 tion. A sergeant there called up police headquarters and was informed that a man answering Wood's description was wanted by Chief of Police Kiely of Plainfield. The only variation was the absence of the mustache, which Wood said he had no recollection of having shaved off, although he had worn it as late as Monday, and this was Friday, the day after the killing. In point of fact the man seemed to be completely mystified, repeatedly de claring that he had not been in New Jersey and had no notion of what the whole thing meant. It will be better, however, to give his statements as he made them recently in his cell. Mean time the detectives were weaving around him a strong chain of circum stantial evidence. They learned that Wood had visited the home of his grandmother, Mrs. Pol lock, on the Tuesday preceding the murder. He spent the same night un der the roof of his father-in-law, George E. Whitten, a former village schoolmaster, who lives near Mrs. Pol lock. Whitten had made his will only a few weeks before and had made no mention in it of Wood or his wife Viola, but the neighbors s;iy that Whitten's estate is of little consequence financial ly. Still the making of that will has to be reckoned with. Furthermore, it was found that Wood had registered on Tuesday at Jacob Blimm's Farmers hotel, in Somerset street, Plainfield, as "George H. Wood. New York city," that he left there the same day, but was bark again Wednes day. His room was searched and a new suit case was found and opened. It contained several of Wood's business cards and letterheads, as well as two collars. Besides these was a partly filled box of cartridges, but no pistol. It was a cartridge of the size of those in the box that had entered Williams' back. In spite of these discoveries, how ever, there still remained the fact thai Williams and Wood were entirely un known to each other and the absolute lack of motive for the crime. The po lice could find no- other theory than that Williams had been the victim either of a crazy man or of a plot that still remains unfathonable, but why there should be a plot against the life of an inoffensive, domestic and well liked farmer no one can conceive. Nor is it easy to fancy that the young man in the jail of the tranquil little village of Somervllle could have done so desperate a deed. There are half a dozen cells opening on a stone paved room, which is itself a kind of cell, and all the prisoners except Wood were lounging in- this larger compart ment. He was in his cell lying down, as If he did not care to mingle with the others, who are mostly petty thieves. In answer to a call from the jailer he presently emerged. What the visitor saw was a man of about 26 years, with fine round eyes of a perfect blue and very light brown hair, rather straight and stiff. The jaw had a good side line, but the chin was small and weak, and the cheek bones somewhat too high. The nose was straight, but with an up turned nostril, and the teeth were prominent. The prison pallor was on his face and the eyes wore a weary ex pression, the lids being heavy, with dark rings around them. He wore a black flannel shirt and dark trousers, and his sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, showing mus cular arms. Indeed, he is of sturdy build, although somewhat below me dium height. His phrases as he told his story were well chosen, his English was good and now and then he betray ed evidences of good breeding, as when he interrupted his narrative to say to the caller, who was about to take a seat on a stairway leading to the up per corridor, "Pardon me, you will get grease on your clothes If you sit there." Tells Story Willingly There was no trace of reluctance or hesitation in his manner as he set out to relate his strange experience. In the first place, he said he lived with his wife and three children at 676 West 131 st street, New York, where he fol lowed the trade of an ironworker. Then he went on in this fashion: "I can't tell you very much, because I don't remember. I left home about 9 o'clock in the morning of Monday, Jan. 30, to go to Scarsdale, Pa., where I in tended to make a loan for business purposes. First. I went to a barber shop at 131 st street and Amsterdam avenue, and then I went over to Third avenue and bought a suit case for 98 cents or $1.98, I don't remember which. I also bought a pair of gloves, and then I went down' to Cortlandt street ferry. Down there I met a man named Mack — I don't know his first name or where he lives, but he's a cjvil engineer. "Harry Wolf, a friend of mine, also met me. Wolf is a traveling agent for some wood firm in Greenwich street, but I don't know the name. Well, we met about 10 o'clock and took a train from Jersey City on the Pennsylvania railroad. We had been riding for about an hour when we got to a Junction where we had to get out and wait for a through train to Scarsdale. I don't know where this junction was. "We had to wait a long time for the through train, and somebody suggest ed that we go up to the restaurant and get something to eat. We did this and had some drinks, too. I can only re members drinking one glass of beer, though. "What did you do then?" "Well, I can just remember seeing Mack and Wolf sitting there smoking and drinking, and then I can't remem ber anything else until I sort of came to and found myself in the Tombs." "What were your feelings then?" "I felt sick and what you call 'dopey,' and there seemed to be a cloud before my eyes, for I couldn't see to read." "Have you any recollection of any thing in the meantime?" "No; except that I have a sensation that I was continuously riding In trains." Hit Recollection Vague "How Is It that you went to your sister's house when you got back to New York instead of to your own home?" "I don't know. I only have a vague recollection of being there at all." "Do you mean to say you don't re member the visit of the reporter and your going to the police station?" "No, it's all a blank. I didn't know anything definitely until I woke up In the Tombs." "When you left home on Jan. 30 did you have a revolver with you?" 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X ' < ■ « . •_ • .■ ■ -'*i«ss^x The above photograph Is of a remarkable portrait of Mrs. Clarence Mac-key, recently painted by John W. Alexander, which has been given the place of honor at the exhibition of the Society of American. Artists. The picture represents Mrs. Mac-key as a seeress. A crystal ball was held lightly in both hands. The picture seems to have been cut from a col umn in half relief. New Jersey the day that Williams was killed T' "So, I do not. I've been trying to think it all out ever since I was arrest ed, so I could give my lawyers some points, but it won't come back. I don't see how I could have done this thing. I am well acquainted around there, but I don't recall seeing anybody I know except Mack and Wolf all the time I was away." "You come from that part of New Jersey, don't you?" "Yes. I was born near Mount Bethel but left there when I \Cas » years old! That's about two miles and a half from where Williams was killed. My grand mother, Mrs. Pollock, lives about a mile away. The last time I was there was last summer—June or July, I forget which." "Did you know Williams?" "I never saw him in my life." "Did you ever suffer a blow on the head or anything that would cause you to forget what you had done for any length of time?" "No, I was never injured, but when I was about 11 years old I had scarlet fever and diphtheria, and there have been times since then when I wouldn't be clear In the head for a day or two. Sometimes I'd have to quit work and go home, but I never went away from home before." "Did you lose your memory alto gether in these instances?" "Yes; I couldn't tell what I had been doing." Has Air of Frankness All this was set forth without pre meditation and with an air of the ut most frankness, and no amount of cross questioning or harking: back to questions already answered served to vary it or to "trip up" the prisoner in any way. If he was not telling the truth he certainly was an admirable actor and a. criminal capable of com mitting any sort of evil deed. Meantime, every theory that has been advanced has promptly been over thrown, and in that every act of the drama is perfectly clear and the iden tity of the murderer established appar ently beyond a reasonable doubt, yet the reason for it shrouded in mystery, the killing of Williams differs from nearly all the murders of recent years. By Williams' widow it is believed that his death was due to his interfer ence in the plans of Wood to rob and murder his grandmother or his father in-law, both poor in purse, yet it is difficult to conceive of a man bent on murder or robbery revealing his pur pose to an utter stranger. That Will iams was murdered to be robbed Is seemingly disposed of by the fact that even the few dollars he had in his pockets were not disturbed. Again, it is hardly conceivable that if the killing had been purely an acci dent the man responsible for it would have fled six miles through snowdrifts to a flag station on a railroad. Yet if murder had been premeditated a child would hardly have, left his tracks so uncovered. There is nothing to indicate that the men had ever met before, and it was entirely accidental that Williams hap pened to be driving Wood from Watch ung on the day of the killing. Peter 'Williams, a brother of the dead man. who had spent his life in the neighbor hood, says he does not know Wood, and he is certain his brother never met him or heard of him. Both Mrs. Williams and Mrs. Wood deny that the families ever had any knowledge of each other. Persons who talked with Wood, or say they did, while he was at the Farm ers hotel in Plainneld for three days be fore the murder, say they cannot be lieve him to be insane, nor is there about him anything to indicate Insanity except his strange loss of any recollec tion of the events from Monday until Friday, according to his own state ment, which seems to be entirely con vincing. If he can make it seem so, at any rate, to the specialists in mentaf aber ration who will undoubtedly be called at the trial, he may escape the gallows, but in any event the case will go down In the history of law and medical ju risprudence as one of the most amazing on record. 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AND OTHER LIES £ ficp HERE'S been a heap ©* stories IS told about the gamblers on the ■ Mississippi." said Caleb Mix, the veteran bartender on the Mis sissippi river packet City of Natchez, that plied, some time ago. between Mem phis and New Orleans. "Some on 'em was true, I don' make no question. Some on em. I reckon, was fixed up with so many frills 't the very fellers f they was told about wouldn't ha' reco'nized 'em if they was to ha' heer'd 'em. An' some on 'em was just plain lies. "There ain't no doubt but what there was gamblers enough On the boats up to the time o* the war— l mean the really an' truly war we had at home here, not that there little squirmish with Spain the little boys is talkln' about. A'ter the war the gamblers was drove out by de grees, till ther ain't no more poker to speak of on . the boats. There'll be a game, now an' again, mabbe. but 't won't amount to nothin'. More'n likely it'll be a $2 limit, or such. -- "But before the war. when there was people a travelin' the river 't had more money'n they knowed what to do with, there was them that follered along to get what they" could of it. An' the gamblers was the most conspicuous. "A gambler, to hold his own In the kind o" game that was played continual on the boats them days, had to be con sid'able of a man. First off. he had to look like a gentleman, an' dress like a gentleman, an' behave hisself like a gen tleman. Leastways, he had to make a bluff at It. Hard to Tell From the Genuine "They useter do their best an' once in a while you'd see one that couldn't be told easy t'm the genuine article, but most times you cd tell 'em as easy as you c'n tell a imitation lady f m a real one. "Then, o' course, there was other things about 'em that you cd notice if you paid attention. They had to be good players, naturally, an' there want much use o' try'n' to make a business o" draw poker 'thouten a man knowed consld'able more about the game nor a honest man has any call to know. "Bein' as they did make a business of it. every mother's son of 'em had card tricks down fine, an' the only time you cd reckon on 'em dealln' square was when there was some other man in th' game that knowed as much as they did. "Then, tlioy was all flghtln' men. - I don"t mean they was lookin' for fljrht. not all of "em wasn't, not all the time; but It were a pint of honor them days to fight at a word, an' the gambler's fight - in' word was anything that might be said about his play. "They want so all fired quick about takin" up a quarrel on other matters, but if you was to say a word to a gambler about the way he handled the deck, you had to be ready to draw at the same ttm.-, if you didn't manage to be a little bit ahead. An' It were a good thing to know, too. whether he usually fit with a gun or a knife. Looking for a Gun "I've saw some bad mistakes made that way. A man'd sometimes be lookin' f'r a gun to be pulled, an" the other feller'd Jump at him with a knife Instead o' standin' off an' shootln*. Just naturally a man'll get confused when that happens, an' it's mighty bad business gettin" con fused In any kind of a fight. "There was a feller named Ed Atkins, 't traveled on the old Creole Belle consid 'able afore she were blowed up, 't had the name o' being the quickest man on the draw 't there was on the river. O' course, that on'y meant that nobody 'd ever got the drop on him. "Such things want never timed with a stop watch, 's fur "s I know. But Atkins had aj'ays been a bit quicker 'n any o 1 the men he'd been up against, an' so he got the name. "He were a gambler, all right, an' a monstrous slick one. There want nobody had no doubt but that he were as crooked as the rest, but if anybody ever catched him at it they didn't say nothin' about It after he shot two men in Natchez one night f r tellin' him they seen him deal a card off "n the bottom «' th' deck. "O 1 course, hed had some little scraps afore that, but they didn't none on em get talked about so much as this did, seem' these two was fellers that had Bwore they'd kill him if they caught him cheat in", an' they was both reek'nln' on doin' It. all right, so o' course it were a heap more to Atkins' credit for to get away with the two on' 'em to oncet. "A'ter it come to be knowed all along the river 't he really had did it, he come to be looked on as a bad man for sure, an' it were a long time afore he had oc casion to draw again. He played right along an' he were mostly ahead o' the game at the end of a sittin', but there didn't nobody find no fault with his play, or. If they did, it wasn't while he was 'round, not until a feller named Slocum drifted down f'm somewheres in Arkan sas an' took to playin 1 on the boats f'm Arkansas City down. I never knowed him to go up the river. He'd al'ays stop off to Arkansas City. I reckon he had folks there. Different From Atkins "Slocum were a different sort o' man f'm Atkins, 'a furs looks was concerned. He were a big, lumberin' loose jointed feller "t "peared to spraddle all over the floor when he walked acrost the room, awk'ard as a goose on land, an' slowern cold molasses when there want nothin' to hurry him, but he could be qulcker'n a flash o' lightnin' when he felt like it. They didn't nobody know that, but I knowed it, f r I stood on the upper deck one day lookin' at some passengers comln' aboard, an' I seen him comin' along, alow and keerless. like he al'ays did. "He must ha" been fifteen feet away f'm the gangplank, when there was a lady Just steppln' on the plank caught her foot, or tripped, or slipped, or somethln', an' she fell flat. That want the wust of it, for she fell right on the edge o' the plank an' rolled over, clean off'n it. "Her nigger was right behind her car rpin' a couple o' valises, but he war too slow or too skeered to do anythln', an' I seen Slocum give a leap just as the lady fell. What he did, he 'peared to do with one motion, but it were a whole heap. "He covered that fifteen foot between him an" the lady, an' he swep' the nig ger outen the way with a wave o' the left arm that near knocked the life outen him. an' he throwed hisself flat on his face at the edge o' the gangplank, an' shot his right arm down just in time to catch a holt o' the lady's clo'es. just afore she touched the water. "It were the quickest thins I ever saw did, an' it were a powerful good thing f r the lady 't it were did as quick as 'twas, fr, o' course, there was three or four jumped to help him, an' they pulled her up a good deal scared, but not hurt none, an' while they was tryln' to explain things to her. Slocum he sneaked away an' come on board an' hid hisself in the barroom, f r fear she'd find out who 'twas saved her. Some oi. 'em come lookin' for him, but he swore he didn't know nothin' about it, an' o' course I didn't say nothin'! "I never seen anybody else move as quick as he did. an' I never seen him do it again but oncet. That was the time him an' Atkins had the rough house that was talked 'bout fr a long time. "They did say it set a new fashion In fightin'. but that want right, fr I seen some on 'em to* Slocum's way, as nigh as they could f'm what they heerd about it. but there couldn't nobody do just what be done. "You see. he hadn't never had a fight on the boats, an' there want no stories on the river o' fights he'd likely had afore he took to the boats, so nobody gave him no credit fr being anything special. -He were a slow, careful player, 't you wouldn't reckon knowed how to play crooked, so he hadn't never got Into any rows. An' if he suspicioned anybody 6* foul play he hadn't never said nothin', so everything went on fr a couple o' year peaceable enough, 's fur's he was con cerned. "Him an' Atkins hed met often enough on the boats, an' they knowed each oth er fr professionals, all right; but I reckon they didn't like each other none too well. I never seed 'em taikin' and I'm sure they never played together on the Creole ' Belle till this time I'm tellin" of. " 'Peared like Atkins kind o' looked down on Slocum some, him bein" a good deal of a dandy hisself, an' Slocum beln' more or less careless about his clo'es, not but that he had good clo'es enough; but they didn't 'pear to fit him right, an" ha didn't change 'em every day. An' then Atkins was kind o' puffed up like, 'count o' the reputation he had, an' Slocum didn't 'pear to show no great sign o' bein' overawed just 'cause Atkins was a fighter and he wa'n't—'s fur's we knowed. -One day they come together, though. There was a quiet lookin' chap had come down frn Helena all alone as fur as Ar kansas City. His name was Judge Ful ler, but we didn't know that till after, for he didn't speak to no one till Slocum got aboard at Arkansas City. " 'Peared they knowed each other, an* while they was havin' a drink Atkins come off'n the train that had just arrove from Little Rock, with two lawyers named Haskins an' Rogers, *t he'd been playin' cards with o n the train. "Well, it didn't take long for to start a game o 1 poker, for the judge, he were tired o' bein' alone, an' the two lawyers had Just got interested. O' course, Slo cum want goln' to lose his man, an' you couldn't ha' t drove Atkins away f'm his iwo with cannons, so they was fair trap ped into playin' agin each other. "When I seen they was in the same game I says to myself 't more'n likely there'd be things did. I knowed they want friendly, an' I had a notion 't Slo cum want such a sleepy chap as he was took to be. Somehow nobody but me 'peared to know nothin' about him catch- In' that lady like he did. Anyway, I had a notion It might be worth while to kind o' hang 'round an' see what might hap pen. The First Half-Day "Well, there didn't nothin' happen for the first half-day. They played a tolla ble stiff game, the ante bein' $5 and call $10, an' no limit bein' mentioned; but everybody 'peared to have plenty o' mon ey, an* if anybody was losin' more'n was natural in a game o' that sort, he didn't make no kick about it. "I cd see, though, f'm what watchln' I did, 't Atkins an' Slocum was both do in' tol'able well, an' I judged Atkins wa3 gettin' the big end of It. " 'Long about 2 o'clock in the mornln* them five was the only passengers't hadn't turned in, an' I hadn't nothin' to do but sit by an' look on, so I saw all't happened a'ter that. There come a pot on Haskins' deal that nobody's go into, so they made it a jack, an' Rogers got the deck. "Well, there was some big cards come that deal. Atkins opened it under the. guns for $50, bein' the size o' the pot, an' the Judge, he come in. That brought it to Slocum, an' he didn't say nothin'. but he throwed a hundred dollar bill In the pot. They was usln' chips, but they had a lot o' money on the table, too, an' a hundred dollars hadn't been no unusual bet all night. "Haskins looked at his cards a long time an' then he 'peared to count up the pot, which it had two fifty in it, o" course, an* he sort o' sighed an' folded his cards. I reckon he had a four flush an* wouldn't pay the price for a draw. Then Rogers put up his hundred an' Atkins raised it a hundred. "Even at that all four on 'em stayed, makin' a pot of eight fifty before the draw, which was tol'able big even for the way they was playin'. "On the draw Atkins took two cards, the judge one, Slocum two. an' the dealer two. Atkins bet a hundred afore lookin' at his cards; the Judge looked, and raised It a hundred. Slocum looked an' raised it two hundred, an' Rogers looked an* throwed his hand away. Not an Extravagant Bet "Then Atkins picked up his draw nn' after glancin' at it, made it five hundred more. That want no extravagant bet considerln' the size o' the pot. but it were more money'n I'd saw in a single bet while they'd been playin'. "Anyway, it were enough to scare the Judge out. He studied his hand again, mighty doubtful like, but finally he said; " 'Mine's too small. I drop.' "That brought it back to Slocum, an' he says, very cool, 'I call you,' throwed In his five hundred. "Atkins never said nothin', but it mast ha' hurt a lot, for his big bet were a bluff. He had three kings all right, but his draw hadn t helped him, an' Slocum had a five full He d pulled a pair o 1 Jacks. ' He were too good a gambler to put up a kick, but I reckon It must ha' rattled nlm to have his bluff called, fr I cd see Ml hand shake just the leastest mite when he took the deck for the next deal. ' If I seen it it stands to reason Slocum must ha saw it too. more special as he seen somepin' a minute later "t I didn't see. an' I was watchin for if too 1 fr I always mistrusted Atkins. Leastways he said he seen it. an' it was his sayin' it brought the hull thing about. "Atkins dealt the hand all right. It wad the judge's ante, an' Slocum come in, Haskins dropped, but Rogers come in, an* Atkins raised It ten. "They all come in an' he picked up the cards to serve for the draw. The Judge called for three an' got 'em. "Then Slocum called for one an* At kins give him one. but on the instant that long right arm of Slocum's shot out as quick as a toad's tongue an' he grabbed the deck away f'm Atkins. "I kind o' reckoned you'd got them cards marked, f'm the way you was look in' at 'em,' he said, as cool as if he was callin" for a drink. 'But that ain't no reason fr you to deal seconds to me when you see my card's an ace.' An' he turned over the top card. "Sure enough, it were an ace. "Well. I was tellin' you nobody had ever got the drop on Atkins, 's fur's we'd ever heer'd. an' I was thinkln that Slo cum must be plumb crazy, fr he hadn't made no motions to draw while he was talkln.' an 1 more'n that, his right hand was out on the table busy with the cards. "O' course It were on'y a minute or a good deal less'n a minute, but it were time enough fr Atkins to pull his gun an' fire straight Into Slocum's face. An' right there was when Slocum showed he was quicker even nor I knewed he was. " 'Peared like he didn't move till Atkins pulled his trigger, but he fair dodged the bullet. It cut through his hair, but never touched his skin. An* the same time Ite was dodgirr" he was pullin' a bowie from somewheres under the table, that flashed up an' out, an' cut Atkins' right hand plumb off with one awful blow, sot his hand an' the pistol dropped on the table together. "There ain't no disputln' but that At kins was good grit. Most men would ha* fainted anyhow, but he on'y yelled, somepin' awful, an' act'ly tried to pick up the pistol with his left hand to get an other shot. "But Slocum grabbed his left hand and stopped that. '1 cd kill you easy enough,' he said, an' o' course he was right, "but,* he says, 'you'll die anyhow If you don't get that hand 'tended to right quick. But I've fixed you, so I reckon you won't nev er deal no more crooked poker.' "An,' he was right again, about that. We bandaged his hand as well as we could to stop the bleeding till somebody fetched a doctor 't happened to be on the boat, but it was a month afore Atkins was able to get around, beln' as he was throw ed into a fever, an' powerful weak f'm the loss o' blood. By that time tilocura want nowheres 'round and Atkins didn't never try to play on toe boats no mure."'