And, doing so, suddenly he heard his own name called.
A horseman slowly ascended the trail.

In the fresh, open face of the newcomer Mr.Oakhurst recognized Tom Simson, otherwise known as the "Innocent" of Sandy Bar.

He had met him some months before over a "little game," and had, with perfect equanimity, won the entire fortune--amounting to some forty dollars--of that guileless youth.

After the game was finished, Mr.Oakhurst drew the youthful speculator behind the door and thus addressed him: "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.
There was a remembrance of this in his boyish and enthusiastic greeting of Mr.Oakhurst.He had started, he said, to go to Poker Flat to seek his fortune.