The sun., 1918-11-30
BEER MAKERS sing
SWAN SONG TONIGHT
All Brewing in U. s. Will Stop
Until Peace Is Signed,
When, Perhaps
cUT PROHIBITION LOOMS
Supply on Hand for A Months,
Says an Expert-Bottling
Will Continue.

The sun undoubtedly will set this
evening. night will fall, perhaps some
where bands even will be playing and
the world will spin on through space
but not in the same old way. For
with the passing of the coming mid
night will cease the brewing of the
bottled laughter of the peasant girls
of Milwaukee, st. Louis, Newark,
Doelgerburg, Ehret Center. Rupert
vile and all points north. east, south
and west.
On December 1, says the wartime
measure, the brewing OF beer must
end. And tomorrow will be Decent
Der /, regardless of the fact that there
we're many TO be found lined up along
the wrong side of the mahogany bars
last night who absolutely refused to
believe. especially as the night pro-
crossed, that Der Tag was but few
kegs away.
Efforts were made yesterday by TIL ,
reporter to lay hold of leading brew
ers so that all the bad news might be
obtained authoritatively and at first
hand as to how long the stock on hand
will last, how much beer Is now in
storage-in a word how far of Is the
dread day when the great German
indoor sport of suicide by gas will be-
gin to clutter up the pages Of the
Health Departments vital statistics.
Prepared Question for Brewers.
Also, for wholly personal and pri-
vate reasons, the reporter had framed
question which ran:
Col. Rupert Cor Doelger or Hupfel
or Ehret, as the case might be. but
wasn't), If man, say a reporter were
bottled beer to last n year or two
would the stuff keep or spoil?"
The first flying visits and calls at
the various big brewery Offices, how
ever, were fruitless. The big brewers
were not to be found; in fact, no one
could be found with even enough au-
thority to lead the visitor inside the
works where, according to all tradi-
ton, beer is handed out absolutely free
for nothing and without charge.
Maybe" ventured the caller at the
second or third brewery visited along
the East River front-'maybe the
bosses are all away to-day because
they haven't stopped celebrating
Thanksgiving Day. Maybe"
:. A plump hand that warned one u
silence was raised by the stout office
manager and for more than a minute
the stout gentleman gazed silently out
upon the murky waters of the East
River.
Thanksgiving? he repeated brok-
emily after a moment. And then, with
q hard, dry crackle in his voice, the
manager cried out. "Gott" and grew
delirious in two languages.
Opinion From an Expert.
Col. Jacob Rupert was, however
on the Job as usual. Inasmuch as
Col. Rupert is an authority. an ex-
pert Who might be called the Ferdinand
Foch of brewing, the visitor didn't
care whether any other lesser
authorities were 'in" or "out"
How much beer is left in the city
and nation, Colonel?" he was asked
and although Col. Rupert undoubtedly
answered in a flash it seemed that the
intervening fraction of a second ran
on for generations while all the
cosmos stood still.
-Four months supply for the whole
country left replied Col. Rupert
b.fiskly.
But of course, Colonel" the visitor
continued hopefully, the supply here
In New York undoubtedly is so big il
will last maybe fer years."
-Four months supply left for Man.
haitian too-that's ALL" said the Colonel
heartlessly.
Col. Rupert spoke without quail
fcations. At the headquarters of the
Brewers Board of Trade a similar
question met with replies far more
vague. There it was said the board
officials had no authoritative figures
as to the supply OF beer in the city or
nation and that the only way to get
figures would be to interview all the
brewers as to the amount OF their in
dRidual stocks and then add them up
And it's doubtful for a lot OF
reasons added the Brewers Board OF
Trade official, that you can get a
brewer TO tell how much beer he has
OIL hand"