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THE GROWTH OF A MUSTACHE 27
poker or crap game, Louis would sniff out the game like a bird dog scenting quail. And when the game broke up the chips or cash were usually piled in front of teacher. He probably made a larger income by practicing the science of probability and chance than he did by teaching it.
He was also a very handy man with a pool cue. In this art he was ambidextrous, but he played best when he handled the cue with his left hand. He told me that one time when he was broke he walked into a pool hall and got into a game with a traveling man who fancied himself a pool player. Louis started out playing right handed. After losing a couple of dollar bets, he finally bet his opponent one dollar to ten that he could beat him left handed. The traveling man broke the balls, after which Louis ran twenty-nine in succession. At that point the sucker paid off without bothering to shoot again.
I entered Cornell a year ahead of Henry, in the Class of 1912. My roommate was Leopold Tschirky, whose father was Oscar of the Waldorf. Oscar and my father had been friends for many years, and when they decided to make engineers of their sons, it was only natural that we should end up as roommates.
My career as a mechanical engineer was rather short lived. I tried hard to make the grade, but it was utter madness for me to have thought that I could ever learn engineering. I had to take such mysterious subjects as analytical geometry, differential calculus, physics, and engineering principles. Within two months I was so helplessly entangled in a morass of mathematical formulas that I adopted an attitude of laissez faire and settled down to having a good time. This made college life much easier. I had more time to devote to my friends, got around to all the best pool halls and bowling alleys, and developed a wide acquaintance among the frail sex.
Along about the middle of the year Father suddenly appeared in Ithaca. I knew at once that the heat was on.
"How are you doing wiz your studies, Adolphe?" he asked.
"It's tough sledding," I replied; "but I'm doing my best."