A SOCIETY FOR THE REFORMATION OF POKER PLAYERS.
O Unseen Hand that ever make and deals us,
And plays our game!
That now obscures and then to light reveals us,
Serves blanks or fame.
How vain our shuffling, bluff and weak pretending!
'Tis Thou alone can name the final ending.
The seductive game of poker is one that I do not understand. I do not care to understand it, because it cannot be played without the putting up of a good deal of the coin of the realm, and although I have nothing to say against betting, my own theory of conduct in the matter is this: that I want no man's money which I do not earn, and I do not want any man to get my money unless he earns it. So it happens, in the matter of cards, I content myself with euchre and other games which do not require the wagering of money.
On board the Atlantic steamers there is always more or less gambling. I have heard it said that
