The New York herald., 1922-10-02
FRENCH WHISKY PORT SENDS
500, 900 CASES IN g MONTHS
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agents raided dinner given Gov. Cox
in Boston," gurgles the fat partner.
Thought I'd die laughing. I was
there, Of course, and afterward when
told Harry Daugherty and Roy
Haynes I thought they'd split their
sides. Hey. Doc?'
"Yes," agreed the spare end OF the
team.
You shall read more about this pair
in another article.
The Six who Admit 1t.
There is no camounage about the
group Of six huslSies that has formed
the fat mans audience since we left
North Sydney. They are bootleggers
They look 1t. They admit 1t. Three of
them have come from New York and
three from Boston. They all work for
the same syndicate.
who's the big boy Of this Boston,
New York syndicate?" demands the
fat man.
Say, Mister" sneers Benny, a gentle
soul from Seventh avenue and 125th
street, II amt askin' you no personal
questions, am I?'
mo offense, no offense," soothes the
fat man. "Only q big millionaire is
back of me. too. and I thought we
might be related in business, that's
ALL"
who's your man? In the shipping
business down on Broadway near the
Battery?"
'If said yes. It wouldn't mean any
thing"
well, that's the way for a guy to
talk-so's it don't mean anything-in
this business" philosophical Benny.
One OF Benny's sextette. a vulpine
gentleman of 80 or so, was defending
the negative side Of a debate that ST.
Pierre within another year was going
to make a deserted village of Nassau
as far as the booze running industry
is concerned.
Gimme Nassau every time." he in
sisted, shivering In the damp cold of
the st. Pierre sunset. "A guy knows
what he's doing dealing with them
Britishers in the Bahamas. It's slap
down your money and take your cargo
and off you go for Florida or Savannah
or Jersey or Long Island or Boston
with an English speaking crew. II a
guy talks nasty to you down there
you know how to answer; but up here
what happens7
you start trading with a Frog and
you got things going right and what
happens? Along comes another Frog
and the pair of them get TO talking
Frog, and how the he'll do you know
they amt framing you? Besides, these
Frogs has changed the game all
around. Now a guy don't get a
chance to make a cent without he's
got a million. Everything's done by
code from New York or Boston. and all
we do is take orders from a boss and
maybe a bust in the jaw il nothing
worse from a roughneck you amt
never seen before. Gimme Nassau, for
me. Amt it so. buddy?"
Pace Is n Swift One.
BY far the most imposing OF US all
as we crowded into the Pro Patria's
bow. was Monsieur Alfalfa. We had
compromised upon that as a name for
him. Before going further IL might
be we'll to explain that at least fifteen
OF us were travelling under assumed
names, 80 the names upon the ships
passenger list meant nothing at all.
Monsieur Alfalfa spoke no English.
Fewer than ten days before the eve
ming we arrived In st. Pierre he had
completed a survey of the grain ex-
port possibilities in Canada, and what
he had told thereof to a group OF
Americans In New York had caused
them to pack him and his English
speaking secretary off for Sc. Pierre
TO cheer the natives with the informa-
ton that before next June large dis
tillery, built with American money and
directed by him, a French distiller Of
wide experience. would rise near the
cold storage plant that the French
Government built in st. Pierre during
the war but never used.
Monsieur Alfalfa won his namc by
his magnificent spade beard, which he
ravenously and nervously chewed. He
Is about 80 years old, rubicund of face
and boulevardier Of raiment.
PRAY do not confuse Monsieur
with others you may see in 81. Pierre"
begs his interpreter HE is an inn
portant man OF affairs--large affairs.
Such is his standing IN Marseilles that
the President of the Republic is fire.
quently his guest. He has distilled
wines and cognac. He has made for
himself a vast fortune which the war
dlsspeted cnormoJ sly. Tic did not,