Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1913-09-08
Looking for Boobs.

hicle is steadily giving ground to the
horse.
Looking for Boobs.
Along that part of Broadway known
as the "Upper Tenderloin'' may be
seen great many one-horse victorias
of the type cOlloquially known as Glow
neck" and "sea-going" hacks, most
of them driven by negroes, They are
innocent enough in appearance, as they
stand invitingly near the hotels or pass
slowly up and down the street, close to
the curb seeking fares, but nearly all
of them are in the employ of the "half-
world" Their drivers are in league
with women of the street, pickpockets,
and keepers of Tenderloin resorts. OF
course if these hack-drivers pick up
men or women living in New York who
merely want to be driven home from
the theater or to some restaurant, they
are decorous enough, but usually the
iehus angle for strangers. A little story
from life will illustrate the "ways that
are dark and tracks that are vain" in
which these predatory night hacks have
the - heather Chinee" backed off the
boards and gasping for air.
A young man from somewhere "out
west" stood at the corner of Forty.
third street idly watching the sights of
the Great White Way and wishing wist.
fully that he were a part of the gay
and rollicking night lifo swirling past
him, yet not knowing exactly how to
60 about it.
Along came one of the inviting vic.
torias, with its low wide seat, rolling
slowly, alluringly close to the curb, its
rubber tires silent and soothing. "Keb,
hum3' drawled the negro respectfully,
touching his top hat of straw.
Youth Falls For It.
The youth thought that a hack ride
would surely give him little taste of
the excitement craved and he climbed
into the vehicle "Where to. sub7u
queried the negro and "to the park ;"
ordered the stranger airily.
They drove up Brodway and in the
glaring white lights before several
young women wearing slit, diaphanous
and x'ray gowns with sheer grey hose.
" Wouldn't you like a lively com.
panion for your ride'" asked the blae,
man ingratiatingly, and the Joy rider
believed he would. The negro ex.
planned that the women on the street
were suspicious and not be to relied
upon but he knew several nice young
girls, any one of whom would be glad
to ride with the young man.
They drove into a side street and a
white man hoped familiarly into the
hack without waiting for IL to stop
and explained that he was the employer
of the negro driver, that he owned
bunch Of hacks and was always on the
job to see that his patrons had a good
time and were respectfully treated |
"No rough stuff goes in my carriages, "
he declared affably.
Owner" Of Hacks Appears.
The stranger thought it a compliment
that the owner of all the hacks should |
single him out for attention and to-
gether they visited several houses.
where the youth bought drinks at one
dollar for each person and inspected
various women whom his companion
called. Or course none Of them were
young and the man from the west 70
fused to drive'in the park with any Of
them.
At the man 3 suggestion they started
Off down Broadway for a place farther
away and the "owner" suggested that
the joy rider pay him then for the
hack, his charge being only one dollar.
That struck the westener as reason.
able enough and again he felt conpli.
meuted. He produced the dollar and
tipped his companion off as to the
place be carried his wallet. Half
block farther his wallet was in the
mans possession and he "sees a