The New York herald. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1920-1924, 1921-08-24

away with a couple OF huskies when
some one took flying deadlock on him
and at the same time broke bottle on
the top of his head.
They had taken the ambitions Londoner
over to the wall, propped him up against
II and hit him with everything except the
plano. Several chairs were broken and
everybody expected the shooting to start
at once. But there was no shooting.
Somebody had called in the Comriapdant
of Police. and as that military figure en-
tered the gardens, strong men threw the
unconscious Cockney over the eight foot
wall. The police hustled the two sailors
of to the waterfront. They revived the
Cockney. patched up the American and
saw 10 it that they were taken out to
the booze schooner OF which they formed
half the crew.
And finally the former vice-President
of Costa Rica arrived. It was not possi-
BILE to verify the announcement that he
was a former Vice. President of Costa
Rica. They said he was. He looked
like II. He acted like 1t. lie arrived
all alone. In each hand he clutched a
half filled bottle. He wore a wide straw
sombrero. and protruding from each hip
pocket was the pearl grip OF large
revolver
da drunken l gat da faster I run da
yacht to Savannah. Me. l drink more
rum and marry more women and kill
more hoosband dan any man In da
worl'. Me, OATS me-
He paused to drink from both bottles
The second drink staggered him like a
punch on the chin might. He shook his
head as though to clear 1t and resumed
his def
ME, make ten t'ousand dollar in a
month bootleggin'. I tall da world
Wat da hell do care? You sing heen
YOU everybody, sing"
And they sang:
Hail. hall. the gangs all here -"
He had plenty of friends present.
His friends took him in hand and Gained
him until he consented to sit down.
He insisted that a lady occupy his
lap, however. The woman who had
armed herself with the beer bottle
against the Cockney invasion was chosen
for the job.
Once Did Not Drink a Drop.
He's all right. He's a good fellow,
explained Mike. He used to be boss
OF Costa Rica. Vice-President or some.
thing like that Then he went to Mexico
and started something 1t took the whole
army to finish. He didn't drink a
drop until about nine years ago when
his wife deserted him and he's been
hittin' 1t up pretty hard ever since.
Nice fellow, too. and good engineer
get out at 3 o'clock this morning with
1900 cases and he'll be In the engine
room steady as a Judge. Them Central
American babies is like that
The party didn't stop. 1t died ont
by degrees. Now and then somebody
would yield up the ghost and slide
under the table or collapse under the
garden wall. That left the party
smaller. Presently the orchestra lost
control and had to be piled up under
the royal ponciana tree. Eventually
there were none remaining except the
tall nice looking young man with the
cocktail shakers. He was still mixing
cocktails and still seeking a new COM
bination.
It wes three in the morning. Out OF
Nassaus harbor glided three heavily
| laden schooners. Along the shore the
gangs of negro stevedores were stretch
ing out on loose sisal. They had Just
loaded the three schooners. There would
be nothing to do for ten hours more
The noise OF the Bootleggers Ball hay-
ting subsidized the drone of the black
men along the water front could be
heard:
ole rum he go In &c schooner at night,
Boss man he csmpin' down,
Mammy's boy he countin gold
All right.
All right"