The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1917-10-27
OLD JOHN BARLEYC0RN
D0DCES LIQUOR LAWS
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order whereby the authorities
were compelled to restore the
quarter of a barrel of beer to the
Rysh home.
Whether the beer was returned
in the mammoth Marmon car, the
Rip-saw knoweth not.
There have been similar cases,
profitless to the. authorities, ex-
pensive to the city and annoying
to the men arrested without due
cause.
! There must be a goodly num-
Der of blind pigs in Duluth for
the Rip-saw is informed that not
less than eighty government IL
censes for sale of booze are held
in the city. The possession Of
such license is prima facie evil
dence, under the liquor ordnance,
of maintaining a blind pig. To
nab all holders of such licenses
would require no preliminary
"spotting'' or. breaking Of faith
with the wide-open boys on the
part Of Onkel Bernard. The Rip
saw is informed that the govern
.ment records are not inaccess-
ible to the. municipal authorities.
If so, however, just one officer
could follow around the local
revenue collector. He not only
visits all places and people hold
ing, government licenses, to col
lect. quarterly fees, but is said
to be liberal patron Of the wet
goods sold by saloons, blind pigs
or even redlight ladies.
Soon after the town went dry,
the Rip-saw received a note, sug-
costing a call at the old Manhat
tan wine house. clay down 20
cents and ask for a ginger ale,"
said the note, land see what you
get. I have tried one and know"
A Rip-saw inspector went in
there one day just before his
lunch.
"Give me a ginger ale," he
said, as he laid down 20 cents.
The bartender set out glass
of stuff that looked like a ginger
ale highball. 1t smelled like one,
tasted like one and had the effect
of one. Going to- lunch, the in
spector first broke out into a CO.
pious perspiration and then his
head began to spin.
Without doubt, he had imbibed
a mixture of strong whiskey and
ginger ale.
The bartender rang up 20
cents on the cash register. What
better proof need mortal man
desire?
There have been many reports
that good old booze could be Sc
cured at the dear old Manhattan.
If Onkel Bernard would put on
whiskers, a flat derby hat, an old
.peddler's pack and then stick his
nose in there, he could get more
and better evidence than with a
search-warrant, especially: if he
did not lock all the staff Of the
clerk of the municipal in the Of
flee.
A good many connoiseurs in
strong drink have been seen in
front Of the old Mulligan place
near the Spalding hotel. A num-
Der of friends Of the Rip-saw ad-
NIT that they have had genuine
highballs, compounded of ginger
ale and whiskey, in that place.
You can see the bartender ring
up 20 cents drink when the
boys say, "Give me the nearest
you have to the real thing" and
you can smell booze in there just
as easily as you can say Jack
Robinson.
Scores of men enter restau-
rants in that block, order their
meals, step outside a few minutes
and then come back wiping their
mouths with the backs Of their
hands, as we'll as laughing and
talking loudly.
Down on the Bowery there are
a number of places where booze
may be bought if all tales are
true.
One poor woman on Minnesota
Point complained to a neighbor
that her husband was drinking
to excess and that he got much
of his booze in pint bottles right
there on the Bowery.
Boarding houses on First