North Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1850-1852, 1850-11-09
EFFEcTs OF PUNCH DRINKING.

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EFFECTs OF PUNCH DRINKING:
One dark, drizzIy, Damp dull and dlsagreea-
BILE day, in the latter part OF November, A. u,
a tall, gaunt queer looking customer, dreSseo 10
blue coat with metal buttons, orlmSeonecolor- Isl
ed vest, and plaid pantaloons. with caliskln term
nations, sat soemnIy and alone in little room
situated in a certain little tavern in -street, city
of PHILADELPHIA. Before him was lhlle round
table. on whose top was set lille ptcher OF
smoking punch " screeching hot, and wine glass
. The solitary individual was York." nothing
else, dear child, and that was his second pitcher
fuI-nigh second pitcher empty One minute
after and YOU couldn't squeeze drop out of either
pitcher or glass By forty-two pound hydraulic
press. ~, l.:
head in at the door,
Ring, sa2
"Of course did. Isi clearing Off"
"No. sa-damp, sa-fog so thick, sa, you could
ladle it up with spoon, sa.- Have you anything
saP ..s...... ...
More punch, and strong"
"Yes sa-immediately, sa2"
The waiter Withdrew, and in few minutes the
third pitcher stood before our hero, who attacked
it zealousy York had just drained the last
glass from the pitcher, and was beginning to feel
glorious, witch Ou HIS SIOS3 HS S~' ''S
own figure in large pier glass directly opposite,
he rubbed his eyes, winked, started, coughed.
and rubbed his eyes again.
"By Jove," said he "lhere is some fellow sit
ting right before me. This is private room sir,
for INV sole accommodation" He waited
menl expecting an answer, but the reflection only
stared al him and held its peace. was saying
sir, that this is my private room-mne, sill"
cried " York" fetching his voice an octave high
L NJ H. .ho
the bell furlously. The waiter made his appear
ance. "a
eyes. l did ring. Didn't ask for private
room2"
Yes sa, this is private room"
"It is why there's fellow sitting right be-
me now, on the other side of the table-rot
his mpudence'
"Table. sa-fellow, sa2"
Eyes there s-wel-never mind. Bring
me some more punch and two glasses
eyes sa-immediately, SAL
In very short time the fourth pitcher, with
the two glasses made its appearance.
York filled one of the glasses and showed it over
The table.
"Will you drink, sir ?" said he, addressing the
figure in the glass ooh you won't drink, old
fellow" continued he. Your liquor is getting
cold, and you look as If you were fond of the
thing No answer being returned. York fin
ished the pitcher and rang the bell again. In
popped the waiter.
Ring, sa2" ..
"To be sure did, Didn't you hearthe bell2''
al did,
"Didn'tI order ap-p-priVale room, eh ?"
Yes, sa--lhis is private room, sa."
"a pretty private room this is, with Ef-fel-
low sitting opposite there, Won't take drink of
punch when it is offered him and a red nose at
ihatl Oh, never mind r Il try him again
Presently ipitcher No. ". with tumblers to
match, was borne in with due state
"B-b-better try some, old chap, sa id York,
coaxingIy, 10 his double. The reflex merely
looked good nalured, but said nothing. 'Well,'
continued York, if that amt The the m-most in.
tamous-well, never mind, III drink the punch
and SO ne did every drop of it. About five min
u,es suficed to end the pitcher. The waiter came.
Ring. sag
"Why, certain! why shoutdutI7 Where's
the m-m.man who k-k-keeps this house ?'' ~ -.
"Boss, sa-I'II send i'm in" #-
Shortly after mine host, quiet looking little
man, with mouled calico-patterned face, shin
ing bald head, made his appearance. u grr.
'W-w-whats 10 pay2" demanded York, rising
and assuming an air of dignity. -F
Five punches-five levies, sir.
There's the money, sir,' said York, forking
over the coin. And nowaI want TO know why
when call for p-p,private room, you should pu
me here with somebody else q, .al # 80
There's nobody here but you and L.. e. -
Nobody do you suppose can't seeq Dc
you thththink I'm drunk2 There-look there,
Two Of them, by jingoi' :. ~,
"Weli, sir, must confess don't see any but
two" sPl @nf ?
You can't, eh p and York dragged the land
lord to the table 'Look there" continued he
painting to the glass; 'Th.th-there's the rascais
new One Of them's enough like you. to be
your brother, and the others lhe d---dest
LordfOrsaken, meanest looking white man ev-
er sawP
Spirit Of The Times.
Hane, what's the matter2 f aTss tg2
Mine Cot the sorrsl wagon has run away mil