The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1920-11-27


couple of young pugs fought desper-
ately in there over some girl. Ernie
Warwick, who runs the place, does his
best to keep it orderly, but it is q hard
bunch to handle. Any one at all touchy
hardly can keep out Of fight. The
proprietors wish to sell cigars or rent
pool and billiard tables, rather than to
harbor pugs, panderers and dips. The
frequenters Of the place need frequent
police inspection. As matters have run
for many months, the police seem to
have been very complacent as to what
has gone on inside, even if not pur-
posely protecting it.
The Arcade is particularly unfortu-
nate in having stunted, diseased and
cheeky young panderers standing out
in front, ogling women and making OBJ
scene remarks as they pass. They are
particularly active on windy days, when
women 3 skirts fly high.
There has been Improvement in the
past few months, rather than the oppo-
site. Time yet may make the Arcade
quite an ideal place.
The Sixth Avenue Hotel.
If. dear old reader, you are a bit
thirsty, why not summon commissioner
Murnian, chief Pugh, mayor Hugo and
a Rip-saw inspector for little visit
to the Sixth Avenue hotel, right across
Sixth avenue west from the 500 Line
depot. If you wish to be held up, You
probably can get bottle Of booze
there for $40 a short quart.
Thursday evening, Nov. IL, Moose
Lake farmer and young kinsman went
to that classic hotel. They entered on
the avenue side, registered and were
assigned to room d.
The farmer gave his young compan-
ion $40 and told him to go get whisky.
Going to the office, the young fellow
asked the big, fat Finn clerk where
Joe was.
"Don't know. Come back later"
was the reply. -
A little later, there was rap on the
door.
Greek Joe stood in the hall.
The thirsty agriculturalists handed
him $40 and he handed them a bottle
Of what assumed to be Old Crow wis
ky.
The facts were that the booze was
moonshine, colored with burnt sugar so
as to look like bourbon. There was no
revenue stamp on the bottle, but there
was a label saying Old Crow.
A second bottle was purchased and
drank up, when a couple more Moose
Lake men appeared, after which I 70
Carlton county visitors bought two
more to take back to Moose Lake. In
one short evening, $3.50 was spent for
moonshine whisky which could have
been bought elsewhere as moonshine at
a quarter of the price paid for the
fake Old Crow. ...
The Saratoga's Bad Actors.
Selling illicit booze may not be con-
sidered vice, technically speaking. Mr..
Hugo informs the Woman s council that
vice is well scotched in Duluth. Let
that eminent gentleman, chief Pugh
and delegate from the Woman's coun-
ell step into the Saratoga hotel with
a Rip-saw inspector.
Had the delegation called there Friday
evening, Nov. II, the members might
have stumbled onto a big blowout held
by some of the guests and their cronies.
They ran out Of moonshine whisky and
switched to Jamaica ginger until Gust.
Erickson showed up with fresh con.
signment of the Illicit stuff and saved
several lives.
1t is alleged that Gust. Erickson has
a sister who works as a chambermaid.
She is credited with selling Bro. Gust g
moonshine at 80 cents snort or $15
quart. The quart trade is not en-.
couraged, however, because there is not
satisfactory margin of profit in it.
1t further is charged that Gust g Sis
ter caters to lustful men for a fee of
So, as sideline to her work as a cham
Der lady, and that Bro. Gust. panders
in return for her sisterly skill in vend-
ing moonshine.
Moonshine seems to completely fill
Gusts soul and mind. Not long ago, a
young man proposed that Gust. accom-
pany him to the Orpheum theatre.
"What can you see in the Orphe-
um?' queried Erickson. "IU take
you out for real time.'
"Wihat, for example, do you consider
real time,' replied the young fellow.
"Booze, moonshine, girls, poker"
was the ready response. ..
Suiting his actions to his words,
Gust. went upstairs and came back with
a big water glass half filled with
moonshine. It was powerful stuff and
one sip fairly curled up the tenderfoot.
There is no evidence that the Sara