The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-01-20
Showing How SouSe Factory Need Not Be Saloon Severs
 ing Stunts Performed by the Drink Evil.

! ages until they were crazed, after I which they went home to murder their | Relations.
 Instead of which he now found some | of the swellest married couples repre- scented in the Blue Book holding in- l formal receptions and cutting into the Grape.
 Nobody seemer to crave Rum. but there was certainly a fierce demand for | the cool Bronx Cocktail, the imported | German Stuff with the foamy Collar on | 1t. the tall kind with Grass growing out | of the Tumbler, the little Irish Iceberg, | the Pousse Cafe. the Brandy Float, the New Orleans Sour, the Royal Fizz, the Lexington Toddy and a lot more that simon Slade never got on to or he wouldn't have lived to appear in the last Chapter of the Book The Old Traveller went away a good deal bewi1dered by the modern FrilIs and Trimmings that had been added to the simple old time method of getting Corned Up.
 He thought he had struck the Limit. but he had not. for when he went back to the town once more the Vaudeville craze had come along. The former Barkeep had put up an Electric Sign to show that he was con. ducting . Theatre.
 Ah9 LEdfesttt ASrGDLAlneQ that tl1 difference between a Garden and an Outdoor Theatre is that in a Garden you hold the Drink in your Right Hand while listening to the Germans. where as in an Outdoor Theatre you hold if fin the Left Hand while watching the Acrobats.
 He found that some of his old Friends, who had been very much op- posed to the opening of Saloon in their p1idaf fa the Pavilion on a summer night so as to get their Minds off their Work.
 By the time everybody at the Table had bought twice and the show had worked down toward the Moving Pier- ures. every tired Business Man in the place had forgotten all about his work, A good many of them remembered their Names, however.
 The Traveller. who was revisiting the Town year after year to observe the devastation of the Saloon Evil couldn't even get good seat or catch the eye of the Waiter.
 As for the Saloon Evil, he learned that there was no Saloon in the Neigh borhood. The taxpayers were opposea to Saloons, although they had no on1ec- ton to a we'll conducted Temple of Art where one might sit comfortably and get pie-eyed, picyied, saturated, spitilI- cated, sprung. ossifed. petrifled and lit up like a Cathedral
 He feared that he would be unable to write the true story-of Ten Nights in Barroom without involving the en- tire Social Life and mentioning the names of all those prominent in the Learned Professions.
 Besides, he cogld no longer find the Barroom The Stuff was now coming from somewhere down stairs on Dumb Waiter.
 Did he keep on going back. the same as the Traveller in the Book? Yes for he liked to see Good Show himself, and he found that he could drop in any time and order Horses Neck and watch all the Nice Folks from the Res idcnce Streets holsting the Bubbles without in any way compromising his Reputation as a Reformer.
 About three years ago. when he visit ed the Spot which had once been desc crated by the sale of ordinary whisKey, he came across Garage with a Repair Shop behind it, and learned that the Resort had taken on a new importance as an Inn for the entertainment of those who owned Touring Cars.
 On pleasant evening all she Head liners in the World of Fashion would be gathered around small tables on the big veranda, and no matter how much they threw in It was all right. because they had Chaffeurs to load them up and> take them home.
 But how could the Traveller write