Former Westtttat seller “Madame mustache”


Eleanore Dumont, known as “Madame Mustache within the limits of gambling, he was certainly one of the most well-known of the era. As a young petticoat dealer, he became a “successful star” of twenty-one gypsy gaming tours throughout the West.

There is controversy in Dumont’s birthplace; some are said to have been a French-born immigrant named Simone Jules while others are said to have been born in New Orleans around 1829. What is known is that a lady of Madame Simone Jules rolled into the Bella Florida Saloon and Juga Hall in the spring of 1850, took over the dining table, and made a great impression. Forty-nine men, thirsting for the sight of a handsome woman were captivated by a French girl with a handsome alabaster skin, blinking black eyes, a lively smile, and the long dark complexions that had befallen her. Within days the men were standing up to lose their gold dust to the mademoiselle which when closely watched showed a thin line of hair on her upper lip.

Bella’s match was packed night and day with players eager to see or play against the mysterious Madame Jules. Not to mention that other gambling houses are replacing French women in their wheelchairs. For the next few years, businessmen or businessmen became the leading figure in many gambling games in Portsmouth Square. Then, suddenly, when she appeared Madame Jules disappeared from the scene and her name was not even mentioned in the press or newspapers.

A few years later in 1854, the band marched through the dusty streets of Nevada City, California, and a handsome young lady came out. Dressed in elegant Parisian costumes and jewelery, the whole city was earmarked for a French-haired woman who came down from the students. She was slender and handsome, with blinding eyes, curly blonde hair, and a little bit of a little bit of hair. He also said that the mother of Madame Eleanore Dumont and that she had given no details about her ex-wife – an unknown woman.

Satisfied with her transformation into Madame Dumont the gamblers rented a space in the center of town and put up a plaque to have her name established, “Vingt-Et-Un” (French for “twenty-one”). Citizens throughout the town received a call to visit Broad Street and enjoy a game with Madame Dumont. Although there were many gambling centers in Nevada City, Vingt-Et-Un was the unofficial queen of gaming. Twenty-one was Dumont’s chosen game and he was an expert on the game, kindly showing that he regretted how he celebrated his achievements. When she closes her table, she tells her bottles of champagne to treat the losers, leading many miners to say that they “lose more luck to Madame than to win from somebody.”

Workers and townspeople flocked to the inaugural venue, attracted by the extravagant attraction of money and a ticket by a French showman. The decoration was strongly influenced, customers could not make noise or use abusive words; Ironically, a difficult group of miners found it impossible to respectfully deny the victim’s identity. Soon after, he transferred his surgery to larger areas where he added faro, chuck-luck, dining tables, and retail staff. He called his new gambling hall at Dumont Palace and hired a Nevada City man named Dave Tobin to become his associate manager.

And over the next two years, the money was sold daily, so that Tobin, who had moved to Dumont for the National Hotel, wanted to run the operation. In his efforts to relocate Dumont was furious – the fact that he shared the bed did not make him an outfit manager. He gave her hope; if he didn’t like the arrangement “get the hell out.” He did not like the settlement so after the final settlement he left Nevada City and returned east.

When gold in Nevada City finally dried up, Eleanore sold her work and started visiting other mining camps in northern California. He opened his theater in the cities of the Yuba River in Bullard’s Bar, Downieville, and Sierra City; then moved to the mining camps along the Feather River and later to Klamath. In 1857 he operated a twenty-one hotel in the George Hotel at the City Hotel in Columbia for over a year before moving to Virginia City where he oversaw the stadium claiming more than $ 30,000 worth of property. During the California mining camps where he added “extra” to his table work – visiting his boudoir that demanded “room.”

Dumont set out to fight for gold in Idaho and Montana in the early 1860s and by the end of his tour, he was approaching his 30th birthday. Years passed have not been pleasant to him; the long night of cards and fouls began to fade, and his once-familiar form gradually faded. She looks tired and devastated, she lost her glass cup and in what was just a few years the faintest sensations on her upper lip, began to darken – giving her excitement– Madame mustache.

At Bannack, he joined a man named McHarney in a two-door saloon with high-pitched bumps for the dense teenage girls who use the saloon below. He underwent surgery and was only a short time away before his friend was shot in a gun battle with a gambler named MacFarlane. What to do? He never lost a beat to Dumont when the bloody corpse was dragged, fresh sawdust scattered on the ground, and the saloon reacted as if nothing had happened. He then knelt down to jail to hand over a thousand signatures of MacFarlane, who less than an hour after killing agreed to be his new friend. Yes sir, the Frenchman did not miss the opportunity to give it a chance.

Out of Bannack, Dumont headed to Fort Benton, a landmark and gold-mining area of ​​Montana. Here he rehearsed how he had already done what it was like to have a visual, visual effect and bet. However, his lust departed from his old fashioned design while the beauty and decoration was great. It reduced him to overwork. Steamboat operator Louis Rosche described the Dumont gambling saloon:

“The inside of the building looked worse than the outside. The shops and game rooms were lined up in one large basement. The closest stairs went up to the second floor where I saw the doors reach about a dozen small rooms.

Dumont went somewhere to the point where he thought it was time to retire from gambling so he bought a cattle ranch in California and for a short time tried to keep up the good work. Quickly realizing that he did not know how to run a farm he was replaced by a well-spoken man named Jack McK Night who claims to be a cattle buyer. Well-dressed and well-dressed, McK Night promised her that they could take care of everything and they tied the knot. With the ink drying at the climax of their wedding McK Night did this – they took everything they had and left.

Being forced to return to the only thing he knows how to make Dumont strike in the mining camps and eventually came to Deadwood in the fall of 1876. He performed twenty-one in various locations and was seen by John F. Finship, a journalist Chicago Time. In another article, he wrote: “He had a face in front, which was difficult to prove he was cruel. His eyes glowed like a mouse and he dug gold dust or chips in his hands with long white fingers. let him come. ”

Declining to become a dealer in the gambling industry, Dumont finally entered Bodie, California, in 1879. By then, he was drinking heavily and making it difficult for him to compete with the professional players of the Twenty-One Table. On the night of September 7, at the Magnolia saloon, he borrowed $ 300 from a bank his table against two signatures. Try as he might not be; he was 49 years old, penniles, respectable and brainwashed, and in the process of converting the last card he had no luck. Finding all the honor he could change he pushed his chair back down and stood up, “Honors, this game is for you.”

The next morning she was found dead lying next to an empty bottle of morphine. Among the details found on his body is the letter he wrote. The letter, along with a response to the letter, said that he was “tired of life.” The Sacramento Union said: “Bodie: September 8. A woman named Eleanore Dumont was found dead about a mile from the city, after she committed suicide. She is known in the minerals’ camps.”