`After the opera-house and theatres are closed, Morrissey's
gambling house becomes very full; in fact, the best time to see
it to
advantage is about two or three o'clock in the morning.
`A little below the New York Hotel, and on the opposite side
of Broadway, there is a gambling house, not quite so
"respectable" as the one I have been describing; here the
stakes are not below a dollar, and not more than twenty-five;
there are no refreshments gratis, and the rooms are not so well
furnished. The men to be seen gaming in this house
differ but
very little in appearance from those in Union Square, but there
seems to be less
disciplineamongst them, and more noise and
confusion. It is a rare thing to see an intoxicated man in a
gambling house; the door-keepers are very particular as to whom
they admit, and any
disturbance which might call for the
interference of the police would be ruinous to their business.
The police are
undoubtedly aware of everything going on in these
houses, and do not
interfere as long as everything goes on
quietly.
`Now and then a clerk spends his employer's money, and if it is
discovered where he lost it then a _RAID_ is made by the police
in force, the tables and all the gaming paraphernalia are carried
off, and the
proprietors heavily fined.
`I witnessed a case of this: a young man in the
employment of a
commission merchant appropriated a large sum of his
employer's money, and lost it at Faro. He was arrested, and
confessed what he had done with it. The police at once proceeded
to the house where the Faro bank was kept, and the scene, when it
was known that the police were below, beggars
description. The
tables were upset, and notes and markers were flying about in all
directions. Men, sprawling and scrambling on the floor, fought
with one another for
whatever they could seize; then the police
entered and cleared the house, having arrested the owners of the
bank. This was in one of the lowest gaming houses, where
"skin" games (cheating games) are practised.
`In the gambling house in Broadway, near the New York Hotel, I
have often noticed a young man,
apparently of some 18 or 20 years
of age, fashionably dressed, and of prepossessing appearance. On
some days he would play very high, and seemed to have most
remarkable luck; but he always played with the air of an old
gamester,
seemingcareless as to whether he won or lost. One
night he lost so heavily that he attracted the notice of all the
players; every stake of his was swept away; and he still played
on until his last dollar was lost; then he quietly walked out,
whistling a popular Yankee air. He was there next day
_MINUS_ his great-coat and watch and chain--he lost again, went
out and returned in his shirt sleeves, having pawned his coat,
studs, and everything he could with
decency divest himself of.
He lost everything; and when I next saw him he was selling
newspapers in front of the post-office!
`The mania for gambling is a most
singular one. I have known a
man to win a thousand dollars in a few hours, and yet he would
not spend a dollar to get a dinner, but when he felt hungry he
went to a baker's shop and bought a loaf of bread, and that same
night lost all his money at Roulette.
`There is another house on the corner of Centre and Grand
Streets, open during night and day. The stakes here are the same
as in the one in Broadway, and the people who play are very much
the same--in fact, the same faces are
constantly to be met with
in all the gambling houses, from the highest to the lowest. When
a
gambler has but small capital, he will go to a small house,
where small stakes are admissible. I saw a man win 50 or 60
dollars at this place, and then hand in his checks (markers) to
be cashed. The
dealer handed him the money, and said--"Now
you go off, straight away to Union Square, and pay away all you
have won from here to John Morrissey. This is the way with all
of them; they never come here until they are dead broke, and have
only a dirty dollar or so to risk." There was some truth in
what he said, but
notwithstanding he managed to keep the bank
going on. There is a great
temptation to a man who has won a sum
of money at a small gambling house to go to a higher one, as he
may then, at a single stake, win as much as he could possibly win
if he had a run of luck in a dozen stakes at the smaller bank.
`In No. 102, in the Bowery, there is one of the lowest of the
gaming houses I have seen in the Empire city. The
proprietor is
an Irishman; he employs three men as
dealers, and they relieve
one another every four hours during the day and night. The
stakes here are of the lowest, and the people to be seen here of
the roughest to be found in the city. The game is Faro, as
elsewhere.
`In this place I met an old friend with whom I had served in the
army of Northern Virginia, under General Lee, in his Virginia
campaign of 1865. He told me he had been in New York since
the end of the war, and lived a very
uncertain sort of life.
Whatever money he could earn he spent at the gaming table.
Sometimes he had a run of luck, and
whilst it lasted he dressed
well, and stopped at the most
expensive hotels. One night he
would sleep at the Astor House; and perhaps the next night he
would not be able to pay for his bed, and would stay all night in
the parks. Strange to say, hundreds live in this way, which is
vulgarly called "scratching" in New York. I afterwards saw my
friend driving an omnibus; and when I could speak to him, I found
that he was still attending the banks with every cent he earned!
`It is
amusing to watch the
proprietor of this place at the
Bowery; he has a joke for every one he sees. "Hallo, old
sport!" he cries, "come and try your luck--you look lucky this
evening; and if you make a good run you may sport a gold watch
and chain, and a
velvet vest, like myself." Then to another,
"Young clear-the-way, you look down at the mouth to-night! Come
along and have a turn--and never mind your supper tonight.' In
this way the days and nights are passed in those gambling
houses.'
There is also in New York an association for the prevention
of gambling. The society employs detectives to visit the
gambling saloons, and
procure evidence for the suppression of the
establishments.
It is the business of these agents also to
ascertain the names
and occupations of those who
frequent the gambling rooms, and a
list of the persons thus detected is sent periodically to the
subscribers to the society, that they may know who are the
persons
wasting their money, or perhaps the money of their
employers, in gambling. Many large houses of business subscribe.
In the month of August the society's agents detected among the
gamblers 68 clerks of mercantile houses, and in the
previous six
months reported 623 cases. It is stated that there are in New
York and Brooklyn 1017
policy and
lottery offices, and 163 Faro
banks, and that their net
annual gains are not less than
36,000,000 dollars.
AMERICAN GAMBLERS.
At American gambling houses `it is very easy,' says the same
writer, `to
distinguish the
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professional from the ordinary
gambler. The latter has a
nervous expression about the
mouth, and an
intense gaze upon the cards, and
altogether a very
serious
nervous appearance; while the
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professional plays in a
very quiet manner, and seems to care but little how the game
goes; and his desire to appear as if the game was new to him is
almost certain to
expose him to those who know the manoeuvre.