Omaha daily bee., 1908-10-04
WORKING HARD FOR LlCKER
Troubles Of Maine Hotel Keeper Who
Hckled the Thirsty.
SHADY MEANS OF GETTING BOOZE
Victims of saltcd Cod work HarI
and Long for stun TO
soothe the PanEs Of
Thirst.

strange how hard some men will work
to get a drink of whisky, when they
wouldn't turn their hand over to get a
good dinner" unused Mulvaney. the Bangor
saIlmaker. who occupied a reserved seat on
the steps Of Cassidy's ship chandlery, the
observation, prompted by a remark from
the master OF the Nimbus to the effect that
four OF his crew had rowed a heavy boat
three miles against a strong ebbtlde up to
Bangor just to get a quart of liquor. The
master Of the Nimbus swore that he had
never shipped a slower or lazier crew-it
was like raising the dead to get them to
turn to, and yet they had rowed the long
boat all the way from South Brewer for the
sake Of paying g for a bottle Of stuff that
would burn the bark Off a log.
Yes. an I've knowed folks to go furdeTn
that to get Ticker, an work harder, en-
pay higher-yes, sir, w knowed lots o.
cases. put in Cap'n Babbidge, who had
just come ashore from his old lumber sled.
the EP1uribus Unum. for the express pur-
pose Of getting something to take the dust
out Of his throat. He had q good excuse,
however--the E'Pluribus Unum had Just
finished ~discharging lime. and he had stood
on the rail keeping tally.
YES" continued the captain, as he folded
up the paper with the murder story and
tucked II away for Sunday reading, yes,
gentlemen, I've seen some queer COINS or
along o. Kicker. Knew a man onct that
had $4,000 clean cash left 20 him, sides a
bang-up summer hotel that was good for
q thousan' or two clean profit every season,
an cussed II that %critter, startin' in a tee
t~otaller, didn't get to be the biggest soak
In Hancock county inside o. two years. an
lost all the money an the hotel TO boot.
How? Well. that's what I'm comm to.
Way OF It was thls:
TIDs of the Tempter.
when this feller-name was HI Bill
lirgs-got the hotel I'm his dad, along O.
the twenty thousan', it was a temp'rancc
house. Old Andrew Billings he was a
ramrod temperance man If ever there was
one, an he wouldn't have a drop Of any
thing round IL twas to save President
Theodore Roosevelt I'm the bellyache.
Folks that come there I'm Bost'n an Moo
York they might a-fetched some in their
~dunnage for their own private use, but
they couldn't get nothin' I'm old Andy.
Well, when HI he took holt o. the house
a Teller I'm Bangor told him he'd oughter
have a bar, SOS civilized folks that was
used TO injyin' life could get a nip fore
breakfast an goin' to bed. an maybe
have a bottle o. beer to their meals,
same's them Dutchman do up to. Moo
York. Teller said there was more money
to be made sellin' Ticker to the right kind
O. folks in one week than there was In
dishin' up hash to 'em all summer. II
sounded reasonable to HI, an he knoweC
himself that lots o. folks over to Bal
Harbor had got rich sellin' rum, so he
fixed up a corner o. the cellar In his hotel
an got the Bangor Teller. who was in the
ticker business. to stock him up.
Everything went along all right for a
week or two. an Hi was maxim money
hand over fist, Jest as the Bangor Teller
said, but then somethin' happened that
knocked things galley west. Crowd called
the 'Malgamated Order of Owls come
down there I'm Bangor on a fishin' trip
an got short o. bait-'course we all know
bait is. They come up TO the hotel