The Washington times., 1905-07-09

physicians ana SClSHtiStS
have never been able to determine
what is the cause Of this strange phe>
nomenon, it is a well-known fact that
whisky, absinthe, gin, and other intoxi-
cants never affect any two persons
alike.
Some inebriates have a longing to en-
gage in mortal combat with their fell
lows. others cannot resist the tempta-
ton to embrace those with whom they
drink
Not few try to make speeches of a
political and other nature. Sermons in
which the Bible is quoted, and many
Incidents in Scripture history are cited
to empha size q point are oftentimeS
preached on street corners during the
wee sma' hours of the night and morn
ing by the sot.
The Weeping Drunk.
Then there is the running drunk, the
singing drunk the dancing drunk, and
last, but by no means least the crying
drunk The last, although not the most
amusing drunk. is by far the most GU
rious because Of the sudden change that
comes over MIN after indulging in few
drinks.
The effect is directly contrary to what
one would expect, and for that reason
much attention is paid them. Often
times it takes hours to cheer up this
sort of an inebriate, and in many cases
the drunken man is inconsolable over
some misfortune that has befallen him.
or the human race.
Police Know All Sorts.
The detectives at the Central Office
are of course, the most experienced and
| capable men on the force, and their
| service is of many years. All of them
have had occasion. while on the street
before their promotion, to handle
drunks of all sizes, colors, and descrip-
tions.
| Among those who have had occasion
| to observe inebriates while under the in
fuence of tanglefoot or gag water is
big Mike Muller, a student of human
nature, as all detectives must be, and
as kind-hearted as he is large. He tells
a story of arresting a drunk OF the
heavy-hearted variety who. with all his
booze" had more tact and inventive
genius than money.
| Lighting his long back cigar and
swinging one huge lirab over the other.
Mike spoke as follows: s
| .'It was down in Southwest Washing
| ton q few years ago that l heard the
shril cries of murder ring out on the
| cold winter night air, and ] hurried to
| the direction from which l thought the
sound had come.
Wife Had a Rolling Pin.
'aThere 1 saw a weazen-faced, shriv-
eled-up little woman belaboring man,
who, I afterward learned. was her hus-
band over the back and head with moth
I ~, ole htrt he
was torn and his nose was knocked all
| awry I sent him to a hospital. ~ s-is
He refused to prosecute the woman
! who had beaten him. / ordered her
home, for 1t was after midnight, and
| started off.
! "A man who had spent some time in
| the saloon in front Of which the fight
| had occurred was one of the most sur
prised men In the world, and insisted on
'elling me all about the crying drunk
who had just been beaten.
| His story was something like this:
IS The fellow got paid off today and spent
all his money yith the barkeep. He
seemed in exceptionally high spirits
even after his money ran out, and prov
| ed to be such good story-teller and
/ jolly fellow that everyone treated him.
Finally the bunch that had been put
ting up for him grew tired and left the
place
Bursts Into Tears.
| Several other men who knew the
| chap hoated up to the bar and before the
drinks were ordered one Of them glanced
to the rear OF the room where the young
man sat.
1.-The young man arose blear-eyed and
sleepy, but he soon shook himself to-
gether and stalked up TO the bar where
he shook everyone's hand and then sud
denly began to cry.
| Why what's the matter. old man?"
inquired the friend who had invited him
to drink.
Didn't you hear about it?" blurted
out the young man between his sobs, as
| he wiped the tears from his eyes
mo, What was it?" inquired his
| friend.
| 'Why,you died, last night. old man."
said the sobber. Its too bad, and your