Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1855-04-04
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4 PRIVATE ROOM.
OR, THE EFFECT OF PUNCH DRINKING.

One particular dark, damp, dull, drizzily
and disagreeable day in the latter part of
November, a tall, gaunt, queer-looking Gus
toner, dressed in blue coat, with metal
buttons, with "yaller' striped pantaloons,
and calf.skin Examinations, sat SOLITARY and
alone" in a little room, situated in certain
little tavern, in-street, Philadel phia.
Before him was little, round table, on
whose marble top was "not little" pitcher
of smoking punch, &" screachen hot" and n
wine glass. The solitary individual was
York-nothin' ese-dear child-and that
was his second pitcher full--nigh his second
empty. One minute after, and you couldn't
fact, you see-have squeezed drop out
of either pitcher or glass, by torty.two
FOUNDER hydraulic press.
York rang the bell The waiter popped
his head in the door.
Ring, saa'
"Of course did. Is it clearing off"
No sa--damp, sa--fog so thick, sa,
you could adle out 'ith spoon, sa. Have
anything sa9"
More punch, and strong
tS, Sd,--IllitiIeNldteIt
The waiter Withdrew and in few seconds
the third pitcher of punch, and was begin
ming to feel glorious, when, on raising up
his eyes, he saw his cwn figure in a pier
glass, directly opposite. He rubbed his eyes
again.
"By thunder" said he, "here's some Gel-
dow sitting right before me, I'll swear there's
impudence for you! This is private room,
sir, for my sole accommodation"
He waited minute, expecting an answer,
but his reflection only stared at him and
held its peace.
Il was saying, sir, that this is my private
room, mine sir" cried York, fetching his
voice an octave higher than it was before.
No answer was made, and he rang the bell
furiously. The waiter made his appearance
again.
Ring sa!"
"Yes did ring. Didn't l ask for a pri-
vate room?"
Yes sa, this is private room, sa.'
"Itis! Why there's fellow sitting right
opposite me now, on the other side OF the
table. Rot his impudence."
"Table, sa-fellow, sal"
"Yes there is. Well, just never mind.
Bring on some more punch and couple OF
glasses"
In very short time, the fourth pitcher,
with two glasses, made its appearance.
York filled one Of the glasses, and then
showed it over the table.
viii you drink, said he addressing the
figure in the glass.
Oh you won't ehl Well, will"
And so be did.
"Better drink, old fellow" continued he.
:" Your liquor is getting cold" and you look
as if you was fond Of the thing
No answer being returned, York finished
the pitcher, and rang the bell again. In
popped the waiter.
"Ring sa.'
"To be sure did. Didn't you hear the
,b.b.bell9 :"
"I did"
Didn't order PIP. private room7 Eth ?'
Yes, sa, this is private room, ST"
/" pretty private room this is, with a
f.f.felow sitting right opposite that won't
take glass of punch when it's offered him,
and r.r.red nosed man at that. o, well,
never mind, bring me more punch, and TT.
tumblers. III try him again.
Presently pitcher number 5, and glasses
to match, was borne in with due state.
"Better try some, old boy" said York,
tsoaxingly, to his double. The reflex merely
looked good natured, but said nothing.
"Well, continued York, with sigh if
this isn't the most infamous. Never mind,
I'll drink the punch"
And so he did, every bit of it. About
five minutes sufficed to end the pitcher
York rang the bell superfuriously. The
waiter came again.
Ring, sa 90
"Why, certain. Why shouldn't r.
Where's the man--who keeps the-place a''
Boss, SAG III see i'm sa.
Shortly after, mine host, quiet-lookiug
little man, with a mottled, calico.patterned
face and shining bald head, made his ap-
pearance.
Ww.wbat's to pay" demanded York,
rising and assuming an air of dignity
Five punches-tive leavies, sir."