He has turned up three sixes at the first and
second throws, and two sixes and five at the third.
"Beat that! who can?" he says. No one discovers that he has, by a
very dexterous movement, slipped a set of false dice into the box,
while O'Brodereque diverted attention at the moment by introducing
the pony into the saloon.
We will pass over many things that occurred, and inform the reader
that Romescos won the first prize-the woman. The dog and pony prizes
were carried off by legitimate winners. This specific part of the
scene over, a band of negro minstrels are introduced, who strike up
their happy glees, the music giving new life to the revelry. Such a
medley of drinking, gambling, and carousing followed, as defies
description. What a happy thing it is to be free; they feel this,--it
it is a happy feeling! The sport lasts till the small hours of
morning advance. Romescos is seen leaving the saloon very quietly.
"There!" says Mr. O'Brodereque exultingly, "he hasn't got so much of
a showing. That nigger gal ain't what she's cracked up to be!" and
he shakes his head knowingly, thrusts his hands deep into his
breeches pockets, smiles with an air of great consequence.
"Where did ye raise the critter? devil of a feller ye be,
Brodereque!" says a young sprig, giving his hat a particular set on
the side of his head, and adjusting his eye-glass anew. "Ye ain't
gin her a name, in all the showin'," he continues, drawlingly.
"That gal! She ain't worth so much, a'ter all.
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