Carry A. Nation enters in full Victorian regalia, with a Bible in one hand and a nickel-plated axe in another. The men are stirred from their stupor with the women's gospel of the local Temperance Society. Sexes begin to square off for the showdown. I's have to treats you forcibly. Leave that donkey-faced bedmate of Satan to his sleep.
Pandemonium opens from a yawning mouth.
Bricks are thrown through mirrors, windows. Bottles are smashed with clubs, hatchets, or thrown across the room. Fists break out on women, children, partners, chairs are broken, people thrown overhead. Liquor slides all over everything and packs a wallop with its stale stench. The James brothers are staggering down the stairs, hurriedly pulling their pants on.