, 1882-02-24
Wet Groceries.

'Maidens blush is the favorite early
morning tipple with many of our Gus
| toners, who come here before breakfast
to get something that will stir up the
inner man, said natty bartender at a
Chestnut street gilded palace yesterday,
to a reporter. Ordinary folks call it
| their eye openers, Morning glorics
and such other names, but the true
gentleman whispers maiden blush
What is it? Why only gin cocktail,
extra sweet, with dash of bitters to
give il the delicate tinge which one sees
on the modest maid But there is no
accounting for tastes, and there are
as many fancy drinks as there are
drinkers. Now there is the racquet
Ali that is lovely, and few of them
will send a fellow on racket, sure
enough. Will l make one? Well, in
goes little Jamaica rum, some Santa
Cruz, squeeze OF lemon, some rock
syrup and Delacours soda. Now we
shake 'em up; 45 cents, please"
"What will You take y asked the re-
porter Of the insiuuating young man who
compounded the decoction.
II guess 'fatinit2a' is good enough
for me, was the reply. In goes some
brandy and bottle of imported ginger
ale follows. "Forty.fve cents more,
please"
Here I'm no bank" said the report
er, "chalk it. But 1 would go further
into the mysteries. The racquet is
good. I would imbibe 'porsse
ramour' on top of that"
80 !" calculated the man of drinks.
And with delicate hands he placed layer
after layer of cordials in the glass, then
some chartreusse and curacao. On top
of these he hoated the yolk of an egg. 1t
was beautiful to behold and tempting to
the eye. The variegated colors of the
liquors were something to smile at, and
somebody prepared to smile.
Feel better, now" he said, and in
| five minutes he began to see two bar
tenders, both dressed alike, and each had
the same large diamond pin. Shutting
one eye he was enabled to catch the
right one as he came along, and just as
| he was about to call the next drink on
the bill an individual with husky voice
whispered "Give me q 'hot-rum
greaser.'" With a magic touch tie man
\ of many compounds poured in some hot
| rum, u llGIlc ullNi Hl'lNOSJ bli'A bhCii
tumbled in lump of butter. When
this had melted and was duly mixed, the
husky-voiced man swallowed it, smacked
his lips, deposited quarter and de-
parted.
"a Mississippi Punch is about my
capacity" said the reporter; 'no grease
for me. know some people call it Il
Rooster or Shanghai, but Ill take
the old name"
Then the man in the gilded palace
made plain lemonade and dropped an
egg in it. After this was mixed thor
oughly it made most ravishing drink.
"I'll take whisky squeeze said a
mild-mannered man who looked over the
bar and was satisfied when he saw rum,
whisky, rock syrup and some orange
squeezed into glass. 'Now, if it was
summer, I'd have a New England
Cooler" said the M. NJ. NJ, "because
you can make them so nice out OF old
Bedford rum, with little lemon and
sugar"
"Ihe patent is good wind.up for me. -
said the reporter, "for I'm obliged to
attend church fair to might. This was
merely solid Bourbon, rock and lemon
Juice. After this he could see only one
bar-tender-the other disappeared. A
brisk walk, ride in q street car behind
fiery steeds, and the newsman felt glori-
GUS ly happy, if not befuddled.