The Washington herald., 1914-08-02
She's OUR ONE
WOMAN BOUNCER
No Rough Stuff Ever Goes"
When DE Madam" Makes
Her Nightly Vigil.
PUTS 'EM OUT? JUST TRY
BOSS Wife" Supplants Hired Min
ions and Rule. Supreme as Cay
Set Imbibes and Tansoes.
PUTS EN- OUT? JUST TRY
BY EARLE F. DORSEY.

The Census Bureau has no figures con-
cerning the number of women cafe
''bouncefs" in the United States or else
where, but Washington has at least one
female cafe detective. She Is stockily
built. weighs easily lso pounds, posses
ses the graciousness of a queen, and has
yet to fail in her duty.
This woman became "bouncer"
through hard necessity. Her husband
owns the cafe and after years of ex-
perience with hired ''bouncers" the pro-
prietor and his wife decided to dispense
with hired rough-work artists and do the
Job themselves. The duties of supply and
demand, however, weigh so heavily upon
the husband that the proprietress took up
the work herself.
A German Beer Garden.
Not more than five minutes walk from
the White House is located a German
beer garden. with a hotel annex. In its
palmy days II was built to cater TO the
solid German trade Of the neighborhood.
but as the days went by II became ex-
tremely popular with the younger set.
The Jones-Works excise law knocked out
its private dining-rooms. but the tango
craze brought the dance floor attachment
that is indispensable to every beer gar
den of pretention.
The duties OF the female 'bouncer'' be-
gin with the shades Of evening, when the
Hungarian orchestra, composed OF sew
eral department store clerks who are
earning extra money, begins to tune its
instruments. The electric lights nash out
over the expanse OF tables and the part
les and groups drop in one by one for
the evenings Joy.
If you take a seat at one of the little
tables and order. you will soon see q
aiaEfir far7ala in uhffa rnnvfpC
about among the tables. She r:ops here
and stops there, shaking hands with old
friends and good customers. nodding to
this one and that, and bestowing frown
of disapproval upon some one who Is in
clined to boisterousness.
You call one of the coffee-coiored wait
ers, who fit like black butterflies among
the tables. "Whoe's the lady in white?"
you ask.
er, with a grin. She's here till we close
up, keeping folks straight and one thing
another"
Keeping people straight" you in
quire
''Yessuh." the waiter willingly explains,
she keeps EN- straight. She's de
'bouncer.' II anybody gets rough. she
puts EN- out. II anybody tries to get in
here under age. she puts dem out. too"
The waiter nits away 10 serve some
one. but soon he returns.
I'VE don't hire no regular 'bouncer.'
now" he continues, cause de madam
says dey ruin all de trade
Then. little by little, he tells you the
story. The proprietor. 1t seems, keeps
to the background, intent on his bar re-
ceipts and the proper conduct Of the
help. The madam" as the waiter calls
her. stays out in 'front.'. meeting the trade
and keeping things orderly.
But what would she do II somebody
got real rough?" you ask.
The waiter confesses his ignorance of
what would be done on such an unusual
occasion, for, says he. no one ever got
rough with the madam" II seems that
she has iearned the trick OF appealing 20
the latent chivalry in mankind. accord
ing to the walters talk. He says there
was always trouble of some kind on foot
before the madam" got rid of the hired
"bouncer'' and started TO do 1t herself.
But dey amt been no trouble round
here for couple O. yeahs." he declares.