Show i j i I WHAT THEY WANT WANT IT FOR FO J Stories Told by Thirsty Hoboes in Drug Stores Where Saloons Close Washington Star An elderly man with ragged and badly fitting clothes a shuffling gait a rum face covered with about three thre da daf s growth of beard and with a breath that indicated the close proximity of a distillery wandered into a downtown drug store storo the other morning before 1 The saloons had closed Stag Sta gering up to the drug clerk he leaned over oer the counter and remarked huskily Say Willie just fill that up uD with ai al cohol cobol 10 cents worth See SeeThe SeeThe The ragged man produced a whisky flask and passing a n dime over to the clerk settled In a nearby chair with a grunt of contentment Alcohol eh eb 7 answered the clerk What do you want It for tor Were Wre We re nt n t selling rum in this place Th The The ragged Individual arose and going over to the th clerk observed In what was Intended to be a highly Injured tone of voice Now SNow youse dont get gay wit roe me me Rum Who vho said anything about rum That juice is eoin goin to me mae chafin dish dih dl b around the block Im goin to cook me mea mea mea a supper See So chase along alons me lad lud and produce the goods The deCk clerk smiled but nevertheless filled d the order Thais the practice of those fellows pretty generally generall he aid after Uter the bum had bad departed He has Just made a hot touch and ind being unable u able to set Jet into a saloon Is going to tb drink the real stuff We have hae ten or fifteen orders for alcohol from this class dass every night On Sunday Sund Ir If we chose to sell sen It we could do a rushing business busl In that line Une The sable colored bootblacks In this thi vicinity drink It almost Ten cents worth In a mixed with a little pump water some sugar and lemon juice jui c makes enough of or a certain kind of gin lu to produce e the mu sensation They tell teU me all aU sorts of ot stories when I l lask ask them hem to what use they want to put the poison A hobo staggered Into the place the th e other r night nigh t for a dimes worth Nothing doing I remarked laconi laconically laconically cally call seeing that he was soused already Aw A w now come on he pleaded I wants the dope for private use on the level What do you want It for I asked ask a with some curiosity He came over to within whispering distance and leaning over the counter remarked In very cry confidential tones Say youse just keep this on the Hie quiet I let It out for the world lm painting a picture of me rae old OId college coU e I chum Chauncey M Depew up to da le house and I 1 wants the stuff to mix me oils oUs He got gOL the booze I |