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Old Waldorf Bar Days

his starving offspring. Father, his senses dulled from

hours of steady absorption of "gin," would strike out

blindly at some elephant or camel-or maybe it was an

alligator or a hippopotamus-that had become outlined

in the haze about him. A scream: "You have killed our

child!" And over the prostrate body of the little one, a

drunkard, if not too late, would take an oath and become

a reformed man. Or if it was too late, he would drink and

drink, and sink and sink, until he went to fill a grave in

some Potter's Field.

Often, it must be admitted, there was a good deal of

truth in the picture. The author makes no effort to mini–

mize the harm done by the common saloon. But this

treatise, or whatever it is properly called, does not con–

cern the ordinary saloon. Nor, being more or less of an

historical nature, will it attempt to gloss over certain

stark and terrible truths that used to be common

property.

But, beitrepeated, one is not dealing with a common

saloon, or any "saloon"-so-called. This is not an essay

on prohibition. It deals with a unique institution; one

not supposed to be patronized by heads of families who

were unable properly to feed and clothe their dependents.

One says "supposed" advisedly. The great majority of

its patrons were men of means. Most of its customers

resorted to it openly. They made no secret of

their

patron–

age. Some rather plumed themselves on being seen there.

It gave them opportunity for mingling with the notabil–

ities of the time-or at least, for herding with them.

Service was rendered with a distinction many estab–

lishments of a similar nature lacked. For example, in its

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