Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1896-04-02
A QUAINT RESORT.

Hspresents . Ship ON Shore and Mnuaed
by . Crew In Uniform.
There's a saloon located in the down
town district where you can splice the
main brace in the most correct nautical
Language. Here the thirsty are served
by a ships officer dressed in full naval
uniform. The bartender and his crew Of
assistants appear in naval dress, which
includes swords and other side arms
and any amount Of gold lace. The novel
crew comes on duty every evening. The
daylight crew are CARRIED like the. ordi.
mary "beer singers" Of that part Of
town. Inside this quaint saloon so close
~ resembles al old time packet ships
cabin that n can stretch his imagina-
ton to the verge Of seasickness and0not
half try. The entrance is from zone Of
the city's busiest arteries, ear Veeey
and Greenwich streets. Old brass nau-
tical lamps. that have seen lots of serv-
ice in all sorts Of weather. hang from
the ceiling by chains. Several ancient
and dilapidated fgureheads, which have
faced the storms Of many years at sea,
stare at the scenes of revelry from COR
uers.
The walls are hung with relics Of
many voyages. Pieces of rope, old ma
rine prints. portraits Of famous skip
pers Of the long ago. models carved by
sailor men, old flags, many OF which
foated from historic b~attleships, and
other bric-a- brac OF the brine, decorate
this nautical taproom. whose proprietor
is sattired in the full uniform Of Accom-
modore Of the United States navy. Her
''crew'' consists Of representative sof1-
GERS usually found aboard a man-of.war.
properly uniformed. as we'll Is an COCA
sional sailor who appears in the triple
blue 9 toys" Of Uncle Sans men who
swing their hammocks in the f~orecastle.
These are no imitation sailors, for every
man Jack of them is a veteran Of the
ocean and rolls about as if IN chip
board. The marine delusion extends to
the old ships clock which hangs over
the bar. It reels of bells instead o6
hours, for here the time is passed in
the choicest sea gibberish. II you should
ever steer Your craft through tho low
doorway of this nautical saloon, the
chances are that you'll clutch at some
thing before you are anyway a half
seas over.
OF course the old salts ashore here are
the chief patrons Of this old refreshment
room. The custom Of using only man.
tical terms in carrying on the ordinary
business of the place f~ascinates Jack.
and he'll walk a long way for the sake
of being served in his own language.
The commodore stands at one end Of the
bar and shouts his orders to his crew,
as II he were stationed Oh the bridge OF
some man-of-war. One hears such orders
a. "Avast therei'' Island by to let got"
lizard q lee!" keep her of half D
point!'' and similar expressions that the
sailcr knows &c we'll Drinks are ordered
In names which arc absolutely unintel-
liaible to landlubbers. The evening 10
never q success unless . great many Of
these orders are first given and obeyed.
The favorite nautical term il, 'sStand by
60 Let gol' This 10 given when the
glasses have oil been filed and ars being
held 81 the hands Of . crowd Of sailors.
After lack feels mellow, then the yarn
spinning begina-New York Latter IN
Pittsbprg Dispatch.
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