Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1879-08-08
THE EVENING STAR.
FRIDAY. August s, 1S50.
VERY INNOCENT DECEPTION,
The DrunkaTd'S Mechanical saliva.
non Apparatus and How IL
,m the New York World.

From the New York World
a ieSpeciaole-looking man walked rapidly
Yesterday through street running westward
IIoin the city hall park, and pausing for mo-
nent before marble building which bore
aMlnong other signs that OF the Cosmopolitan
Temperance association ran lightly up the
stairs without glanclng at the warning notice
NO Deggars peddlers or book agents allowed
10 1nls pulIdlng," and entered the rooms OF the
instinct born or experience. and then. approach-
ing middle-aged man sitting at a desk In an
inner room, the stranger drew toward the desk
chair Uttered with pamphlets and newspa-
pers, and taking seat said In husky Voice:
General manager, S'poSe?"
"Yes, sir" said the manager Of the alleged C.
4. A. What can / do for you?n
"Important temperance matters. Labored tn
cause years. Highways and byways, rostrum
ard pulpit. Voice failed, obliged give up lectur-
ing. Take other means helping along great
cause. Can aid your association wonderfully II
assured encouragement.
Gwen, l don't know" said the manager.
doubtfully, ave are very well organized just
now: still. If there is ANYTHING specially worthy
about any plan you might have
worthy" exclaimed the stranger, reproach-
fully, more than worthy. Worth money, 100,
as wei as great adjunct TO cause. Simple mt
chanical device. sir"
oh said the manager, petulantly, taking
up nus pen, ''we depend entirely upon moral
stranger, rising but still persisting. .True,
niue innocent deception. Look here. / pick
up this paper weight. Hold 1t firmly. Lay it
aewn; seIy simple. Look again. i do7some-
thlng 10 something with left hand inside coat
pocket. Pick up paper weight again bat drop
1t. Can't raise II morn inch. See?'
The manager intimated that he saw but did
not comprehend
Apparatus for mechanical cure drunken
ness. Fine wires. Arrange it In mans coat.
coat. Man goes into liquor store. orders cock
Collins masked battery, what not Takes glass.
Drops from nerveless hand. Glass breaks bar
tenders shirt front spoiled, man fired out. Man
cries shakes Goes home. Sick Reforms
Never drinks again. Cure costs wife or tam.
lily $. Apparatus manufactured for thirty 1.-Two
cents
That is certainly novel and amusing If moth.
Ing more said the manager.
My own Invention, continued the reformer.
Tried it On hundreds. Never failed. New
crusade organized out West. Tafiors secret
Drunkard's Mechanical Salvation Apparatus.
They put In coats. Families pay tailor extra
8 privately. Three gin-mills closed in two
"Indeed." exclaimed the manager.
'Try it yourself" said the reformer. 'See,
no humbug. Iwear 1t for illustration, one side
only-right-so can work 1t with left hand
AS he said this he produced from one of his
pockets small round box, out OF which, when
lie had removed the cover, sprang mass Of
glittering fine wire.
take off coat please; show you how it works
The manager removed his coat and his new
friend politely offered to hold 1t for him. In q
minute or two the apparatus was arranged and
the manager put on his coat.
wouldn't know there was anything in your
coat, would your asked the man
mo, really, / would not
"Try to pick up paper weight said the glib
tongued refOrmer.
The manager tried, first with one hand and
then with the other. but it dropped each time
before he could Lift it clear from the desk.
City to put hands In breast pocket OF coat
TIE manager couldn't do 1t.
'Now, see," said the reformer, scan order
liquor, but can't drink it or pay for 1T. II you
were drunkard now, you'd think had shakes
wouldn't you?"
~ should really think something was wrong
about 'em. Your apparatus is an ingenious one
and deserves trial"
"You may keep IT," said the reformer. "Show
1t to friends. Get 'em Interested in it, Cal
around In day or two and see ii we can't d.
something together. Good day."
A minute later the apostle was speeding I'D
town on the elevated railroad and examining
the contents OF large pocket-book
"NOt bad haul" said he as he rose to ge,
out at the Blocker street station. "Thirty-fivt
dollars In greenbacks and certified check FOL
half q century mOre.r