“Tommy, you're a good little man, but you can't gamble worth a cent. Don't try it over again.' He then handed him his money back, pushed him gently from the room, and so made a devoted slave of Tom Simson.” GambleOutcasts Of Poker FlatBret Harte Book:The Outcasts of Poker Flat and Other Stories Source: The Outcasts of Poker Flat and Other Stories
“On a waste place strewn with bricks in the outskirts of a town twilight was falling. A star or two appeared over the smoke, and distant windows lit mysterious lights. The stillness deepened and the loneliness. Then all the outcast things that are silent by day found voices.” NightDarknessOutcasts Of Poker Flat Book:A Dreamer's Tales Source: A Dreamer's Tales