Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1850-06-28
EFFECT OF PUNCH DRINKING.

ent on him, as well as eventually to alien
ate from him the affection of his relatives
and the respect of the world. Another
effect is that it makes him act silly and mis-
take himself very naturally, while under
its influence, for some other and by no
means respectable looking individual.
The following piquant sketch illustrates
this latter fact in very laughable and
striking manner.
One particular dark, drizzly, damp, dull
and disagreeable day, in the latter part of
November, \. ID. 1912, a tall, gaunt,
queer looking customer, dressed in blue
coat with metal buttons, a birthstone col
ored vest, and plaid pantaloons, with calf
SKIN termlnations, sat solemnly and alone,
III a little room, situated in street,
city of Philadelphia. Before him was a
little round table, on whose marble top was
/ not little pitcher of smoking punch
" screechlng hot" and wine glass. The
solitary individual was " YoRK''-nothing
else, dear child-and that was his second
pitcher full-nigh his second pitcher emp
~. One minute after, and YOU couldn't
squeeze drop out of either pitcher or
York rang the bell. The waiter poked
hls head IN at the door.
Ring, sa ?"
OF course did. Is it clearing Off
No. sa damp, sa; fog SO thick, sa,
You could ladle it up with spoon, sa.
Have any thing sa ,"
More punch and strong :"
He, sa-immediately, sa.''
The waiter withdrew, and in few sec
onds the third pitcher of punch stood be-
fore our hero, who attacked it zealously.
York had just drained the last glass from
the pitcher, and was beginning to feel glo-
rlous, when on raising his eyes, he saw
his own figure in large pier glass direct
ly opposite. lie rubbed his eyes, winked,
started, coughed, and rubbed his eyes
again.
BY -" said he, there is some
fellow sitting right before me. This is a
private room, sir, for my sole accommoda-
lion" He waited moment, expecting an
answer, but the reflection only stared at
him and held its peace. " | was saving,
sir, that this is my private room-MINE,
sir cried York, fetching his voice an oc-
tarc higher than before. No answer was
made, and he rang the bell furiously. The
waiter made his appearance again.
Ring, sa ?"
" Yes, did ring, Didn't ask for a
private room !''
&" I es, sa, this is private ROOM"
It's ! why there's a fellow sitting right
before me now, on the other side of the
table-rot his impudence -
" Table, sa-teIlow, sa.
Yes, there is-weKs never mind
Bring me some more punch and two glass
cs.'
" Yes, sa-immediately, sa.''
In a very short time the fourth pitcher,
with the two glasses, made its appearance.
\ Iork filed one of the glasses and showed
il over the table
" VIII you drink, sir ?" said he, address
ing the figure in the glass. "Oh, You
won't drink, old fellow continued he.
" Your liquor is getting cold, and you
look as if you are fond of the thing"
No answer being returned. York finish
ed the pitcher and-rang the bell again. in !
popped the waiter.
Ring, sa ~
40 be sure / did Didn't YOU hear
thee b-b-bell ~
Il did"
" Didn't | order a p-priyate room, eh -
" Yes, sa-this IS private room, sa"
:" A pretty private room this is, with a
t-t-f-fellow sitting opposite there, who won't |
take glass Of punch when it's offered to
him-and a rcd nose at that! Oh, well, /
never mind--I'H try him again"
Presently pitcher No. v, with tumblers
TO match, was borne in with due state.
B-b-better t-try some, old chap" said
York coaXingly, to his double. The re-
flex merely looked good natured. but said
nothing. Well" continued York, s.if .
that isn't the m-lnost intamous-well, new |,
er mind, I'll drink the punch" and so he .
did every drop of it. About five minutes
sufiiced to end the pitcher. York rang
the bell superfuriousIy. The waiter came
again.
Ring, sa ~
Why, certain! why shouldn't I!
Where the m-m-man who k-k-keeps this
house ~
Below, sa-I'll send i'm in."
Shortly after mine host, quiet looking
little man, with mottled calico patterned
face and shining, bald head, made his ap-
pearance.
Ww-what's top pay ~ demanded Y ork,
arising and assuming an air of dignity"
Five punches-fve leyies SIR
There's the money, sir" said York
torking over the coin. And now | want
10 know why when ! call for p-p-private !