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THE MAN WHO KNEW COOLIDGE

of the land, and we settled down to the game and—

Oh by the way, a funny thing happened. It just happened that along about the fourth hand, or it may have been the fifth, I can't exactly remember just at the moment, but I remember Mr. LeVie was dealing, and by golly if he didn't deal me four jacks, and as I say, there I sat with four jacks pat. Well, I won't go into what happened—

If there's anything that bores me, it's these guys that insist on going into a post mortem after each and every game, whether it's poker or bridge—or any other game, for that matter, you understand—and insist on explaining just why they did this or didn't do that. I often say to Mame, to my wife, "My God, play the cards, and let the other fellow draw his own conclusions!" But still, this was kind of a funny thing.

This Professor Baroot—or maybe I ought to call him Doctor Baroot; I understand he's a Doctor of Philosophy, and they tell me that's a mighty