The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-07-06

John Bissett's bar William c. Stevenson's bar Charles Malletts bar, and Al Robbins bar were just a. few of the more popular barroms located centrally in Bridgeport nearly seventy years ago.
 There was also a theatrical bar room, first portrayed on the stage of Plunkitt's theater, which was located in Bayliss hall on State street, on the south side of that thoroughfare, mid way between Main and Water streets Josiah Bayliss owned the block, which is still standing, but now divided into various stores and apartments.
 MT. BayliSS was also proprietor or q ffourishing shoe store on Main street. with Ezra Plumb, salesman, and John Pulling, shoe maker and repairer. This store was next to the drygoods store of Moses and Jacob Klein, on the south side. Jacob Klein was the father of Attorney Jacob Klein, and Moses was the father of Mrs. Henry L. Bishop.
 On the north side of Bayliss store was George Sanford's stationary store, and next was J. c. Blackman' s iewelry shop, now occupied by Davis and Hawley. On the corner of Wall street was MT. Edwards shoe store ! his initials are forgotten.
 Citizens Were Cautious. The rear of MT. Blackman's store and MT. Sanford's store had back | doors opening into an alley which ex- tended to the rear door of King Bur gess' bar-room on Wall street. Gen. tlemen who desired to enjoy a quiet
 nip without being subjected to pub
 lie gaze would slip through MT. Black mans or MT. Sanford's stores and slake their private thirsts without anyone being the wiser. It was anus | Ing to observe the almost continual procession of Bridgeport's best citk
 zens passing boldly through these
 stores to their rear rendezvous! +o he hoa trin haf
 room. The surroundings, stage set tings, and general presentation of the immortal ''Ten Nights in Bar-room'
 would, at this age. fail to impress the | public with it's moral force, and would instead provoke ridicule.
 Plunkitt's theater was up two pairs of narrow stairs. The seats were ordi- mary hard-bottomed chairs; the stage across wooden horses; the curtain was
 blue cambric, made to slide sideways along a wire. and the orchestra was
 one piece-"Comp" GoodseI. with his fiddle!
 Fiddle Worked Hard. | While Father in the bar-roon
 was proceeding to get thoroughly
 saturated with what passed for good
 old New England rum, his little daughter would appear behind the
 candle footlights and sing. tearfully; 1 Father, dear father, come home 1 with me now,
 The clock in the steep1e strikes one''-
 Comp Goodsell would draw iron his fiddle the most heart-rendins demi and semi quavers. and the audi ence would weep, often audibly Later on, when Father" got trapped on the head with a genuine rubber bottle, and fell dead, the audienc,
 would rise in frenzy and clamor fol the utter annihilation of the drunker bum who done the dirty deed" AnC | the audience was satisfied-the das tard met his fate!
 l It was a splendid show and had 2 long run. Admission was ten cents
 and almost everybody in Bridgepor saw Ten Nights in a Bar-room-" 1 To go back to the real bars: William e. Stevenson's bar on Water streer was patronized by the best citizens 1T the city, as was also Charles Ma1lett'! | on Main street. facing Cannon street