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HOUSTON AND HOUSTONIANS 163
that day if he meets a cross-eyed woman face to face. He claims
that such a meeting is absolutely fatal and that every particle
of luck abandons him right then and there.
Now the strange part of the matter is that not one of the
superstitious men has the slightest respect for the pet superstition
of any of the others. Each fellow will ridicule every
other superstition except his own. He feels that he has the
only genuine article.
Any one who has "fooled with cards" knows that there Is
such a thing as luck, in spite of the fact that it can be demonstrated
mathematically that there is no such thing. With mathe
maticians chance does not exist. For instance, when a perfectly
fair dice has been thrown and has shown "six," or anything
else, for four times hand running, it will be mighty hard
to keep a gambler from betting odds that the number will not
show up again. I mean by odds more than the legitimate odds
of 6 to 1.
There are six sides to a dice, therefore there is one chance
in six of the same number showing again, and yet any gambler
will be willing to give greater odds than that after the number
has shown even twice consecutively. As a matter of fact, all
the throws that have been made have not the least influence
on those to follow, so the odds remain as they were at the beginning,
5 to 1.
Now the mathematicians can prove all that, but what I would
like for them to prove is that there is no good or bad luck
when a fellow one night makes every hand he draws to and
the next night can't hold a thing and loses every time he backs
his hand. If it is not luck, what is it? Is it that great mystery
the mathematicians have recently evolved called the fourth
dimension, by which they can explain things that have no existence
and have a man in jail and outside of it at the same
CAPTAIN ANDY FAULKNER.
EVERYBODY remembers Captain Andy Faulkner, for he
has been dead for such a few number of years that
maybe some of the new-issue Houstonians remember
him. He was a man not easily forgotten, for his individuality
was such as to stamp itself indelibly on any community. He
was for many years general passenger agent of the Houston
and Texas Central Railroad. His love for and devotion to that
road was sublime. You could say mean things about the
captain, behind his back, and there was a chance for you to
escape the consequences of your indiscretion. The chance was
very remote, I admit, but still there was a chance, for the cap
tain might forget it before he caught you. But if you said 1Y
thing mean about the Houston and Texas Central, You wee
doomed, for the captain took no chances about forgetting; he
had it penciled in black and white. He had all the Teas news-
Here’s what’s next.
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Young, Samuel Oliver. True stories of old Houston and Houstonians: historical and personal sketches / by S. O. Young., book, 1913; Galveston, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth24646/m1/163/: accessed August 24, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; .