Lucrative
Gambling

Dennis O'Kelly was the Napoleon of the turf and the gambling table. Ascot was his elysium. His horses occupied him by day and the Hazard table by night. At the latter one night he was seen repeatedly turning over a quire of bank notes, and a gentleman asked him what he was looking for, when he replied, `I Am looking for a little one.' The inquirer said he could Accommodate him, and desired to know for what sum. Dennis O'kelly answered, `i want a fifty, or something of that sort, Just to set the caster. At this moment it was supposed he had Seven or eight thousand pounds in notes in his hand, but not One for less than a hundred!

Dennis o'kelly always threw with great success; and when he held The box he was seldom known to refuse throwing for any sum That the company chose to set him. He was always liberal in setting the caster, and preventing a stagnation of trade at the table, which, from the great property always about him, it Was his good fortune very frequently to deprive of its last Floating guinea, when the box of course became dormant for want Of a single adventurer.

It was his custom to carry a great number of bank notes in his waistcoat pocket, twisted up together, with the greatest Indifference; and on one occasion, in his attendance at a Hazard Table at Windsor, during the races, being a standing better And every chair full, a person's hand was observed, by those on The opposite side of the table, just in the act of drawing two Notes out of his pocket. The alarm was given, and the hand, from The person behind, was instantly withdrawn, and the notes left Sticking out. The company became clamorous for taking the Offender before a magistrate, and many attempted to secure him For the purpose; but Captain Dennis O'Kelly very philosophically Seized him by the collar, kicked him down-stairs, and exultingly Exclaimed, `'Twas a sufficient punishment to be deprived of The pleasure of keeping company with jontlemen.'

A bet for a large sum was once proposed to this `Admirable Crichton' of the turf and the gambling table, and accepted. The Proposer asked O'Kelly where lay his estates to answer for the Amount if he lost?' `My estates!' cried O'Kelly. `Oh, if that's What you mane, i've a map of them here'--and opening his Pocket-book he exhibited bank notes to ten times the sum in Question, and ultimately added the inquirer's contribution to Them.

Such was the wonderful son of Erin, `Captain' or `Colonel' Dennis O'Kelly. One would like to know what ultimately became of him.

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