The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-09-13
LARRY JERoME's SUMMER DRINK.
The Last Amusing Story Which the
Late Well-Known Bon Vivant Told.
From the NeD York Sun.

Several gentlemen sat in the lobby of the
st. James last evening discussing their late
friend, Larry Jerome. They were recalling
histories, when Commissioner Jacob Hess
said:
II will always remember the last story that
jerome told. 1t was on his last visit to New
York, day or two before he went to his
country house at Sharon. We were sitting
in the cafe of the Hoffman house telling
fish Stories and Larry was in one OF his best
humors, though he was suffering from i'll
ness at tie time II was on occasion OF ono
OF his visits to Col. Dutfy's at Marietta
| when he met with tue adventure He told
il as follows" ani the speaker went on to
| relate the narrative:
II just reveled in the expectation of
yanking out four-pouud trout, but found
when got to Jlru's 1has I'd have to 20 it
alone. He was laid up with a sprained
ankle DO told me tue best fishing was
about ten miles across country. l started
of, and byS o'clock in the morning struck
the stream. l tTamped up and down until
O'clock at night, and never got q raise, and
it began to get monotonous. | was hungry,
and what's more, thirsty. Heavens! now
whisky cocktail would have rejuven-
ated me. Talk ABOUT mamma in the will
derness. | wanted a drink, and wanted it
bad.
II reeled up, unpointed my pole, slowed
it away, aad started cross lots. l must have
been at least fifteen miles from Jim's. The
further walked the thirstier | became; Oh,
how wanted that cocktail. At last, after
scrambling over windtalls and through
thickets, / came out on road, which l
followed half a mile until came to a set
tlement, consisting of blacksmith shop,
scEoo! house and store. From signs tackled
- Ca 7 .aI AlnN
grocery store, besides being the Office of CON
stable and justice of the peace. The sign
which attracted me the most was Liquors.
Thinks to myself, here's the cocktail at
last; great Caesar, how my whistle did need
wettingl | walked into the store, where |
found an old back number who looked like
Josh Whitcomb, tipped back in his chair
against the wall. He was asleep, and snor-
ing. | tapped him on the shoulder, and he
opened his eyes.
loot any whisky, uncleF
"'Got any whisky, ehl Should say had /;
got some of the best whisky ever in these
parts. l gin dollar an half gallon for
it.
-" Can you make oocktailp
~" 'Eh9 what's thatp
"'Don't you know what cocktail isr
"'Naw; never heard tell on it
"'Au right, trot around be ind there and
I'll show you how to make one'
Tho old fellow went behind his counter,
took down fly-sDecked bottle of whisky and
looked inquiringly.
Got any sugarP
"'Yaas'
"'Put in a spoonful
"'Yaas'
"'Got any lemoni'
"'YaaS, got some essence.'
"'Put i'll u few drops
"'Yes, got vny bittersp
I" 'HosteCter's'
=" Put in few drops
THAT nuffP
"'Yes; now put in some cracked ice.'
Some whatP
"'Some ice
1.-THE old man nearly dropped dead. Said
he:
"'Why, you darned fool, nobody ever
heard Of ice in the summer time
II saw tn I he was an original, and after
drinking the decoction which De mad mixed
and which tasted like medicine my mother
used to make me take in schoolboy days, |
sat down and had a real nice visit with the
old man. | learned that he never saw
city, never rode on a traln-in fact, he was
greener than young sprouts. DE listened
with mouth agape TO what | told him about
the city, the theaters, elevated roads, miles
of stores, colossal hotels, etc. until sun
down warned me that had better mosey
for Dutfy's | shook hands with him,
wished him good health, and started off. /
hadn't walked ten roads when he sang out:
II say, strangerp
"'Well, whaU is itp
az jist say that got a boy down in the
hay field yonder what l allowed was the
boss liar, but, by Jinks, he can't hold can
die to you.n'