The Atlanta constitution., 1900-03-26

whereas. he himself is too sick to talk.
and almost too sick to think, he can
hear the firm, cool voice of his eX-
emplar relating an anecdote which has
for its burden the insidious effects of
Artillery Punch.
In a daZed and dreamy way. he re-
members something about Artillery
Punch. If he wasn't too weak and
sick to produce wrinkle on his face
he would laugh. IL was too funny.
One or two t-looking old men,
with gray hair and gentle voices, had
hinted To him early in the morning
that the piquancy of Artillery Punch
was quite hid from the taste. But
he was an old hand, by George. My,
IL was only a week or two ago that he
had put seven leading men TO sleep
somewhere else and now here he is
lying i'm the captains stateroom. and
close at hand large number of new
acquaintances. telling stories, and talk
ing about the rice crop, and taking
his condition quite as a matter OF
course.
II makes him feel quite old and child
ish. As for the Artillery Punch, he
is certain that his sickness is not
due 10 that. Why. the liquid was not
strong at all. Velvet could not DE
softer nor silk smoother than this Ar
tillery Punch when it stole between
his lips and slipped down his throat.
He remembers. too. that his blond COM
paniOn-the tall man with the blue
ewes. whose manners are SO gracious
and whose conversation is so INTEREST
ing-stood at the bowl as often as he
did. and slipped from the cup as freely;
and vet here he-ihe distinguished
guest-lies dumb and helpless, whlle
the tall COMPANION is telling tale
about an Ogeechee coon and initiating
the lingo to perfection. Really. the
distinguished guest would laugh II he
wasn't so weak and weary.
PERHAPS il may be sea-sickness; or,
wait, maybe he had heart failure. No:
il can't be anything serious, else MS
hosts Tin act as well as numDe)
wouldn't be sitting around and talking
i'm such a jolly manner. still he is
sura il wasn't the Artillery Punch.
Then he feels that the boat is sinking,
and he doesn't care rap. In fact.
ha goes TO sleep. and when he wakes
up. he finds that it is next morning
and that he is in his comfortable room.
Pres ntly he hears the voice of the
tall blond gentleman, and in he comes
with jolly cool glass of something
that chases away the cObwebs and the
tired feeling. and life begins again.
We mention these experiences of an
imaginary guest OF Savannah TO assure
the public ut large that they need
have no fears when they hear of the
sudden illness of any distinguished cit
izen who has been drawn into the
whirling vortex az Savannah hospital
itv. He will arise from his couch
sound and whole. bearing away with
him such delightful memories of the
place and people that he will desire
during all his remaining days TO dupil-
cate his experiences.
So FAR "A Admiral Dewey is con-
cerned he may have had an expert
ence similar TO that Of President Ar
thur. who visited savannah some years
ago. Mr.. Arthur. who was something
Of a sourmapd. undertook 10 prove To
his Savannah hosts that there was
no necessary antagOnism between crab
salad and ice cream. The result was
"A sporadic ease Of Asiatic cholera. not
absolutely dangerous in the Savannah
climate. but somewhat debilitating. II
NAV be that Admiral Dewey. like Pres
ident Arthur. has tried To bring about
friendly relations between crabs and
milk IL SO. it is an easy matter To
prophcsy that he VIII not repeat the
experiment.
Anyhow, here's 20 savannah, No city
knows so well how 10 let fly the angels
of hospitality. And no other city
knows 50 well how 10 brew Artillery
Punch. The recipe for the mixture is
TO secret. But when the punch is
made outside of Savannah. il is = raw
failure IL lacks the aroma and the
flavor: ii becomes a coarse intoXicant
In Savannah il puts q man 20 bed like
q gentleman: outside Of Savannah. it
makes him a bowling imbecile, 4 laugh
ingstock for the populace. and victim
ripe for the police barracks.