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Show HAD LOST HIS TASTE. It was Representative Griggs of Georgia, Geor-gia, who was offered liquid refreshments In the shape of a patent medicine In one of the prohibition towns of his State. The Judge balked good and strong and his admirers ad-mirers could not coerce him Into letting that kind of fluid go down his throttle. However, he says It was the best his friends could do, and he took the intention inten-tion for the deed. "It is a bad proposition some of my people are up against In these dry townf." says the JuOge. "but It seems they must have something with which to wet their whistles. I heard a yarn about a fellow who was persuaded to step into a drug store and have a nip on election day. The old gentleman, of course, stepped not nee&ng a second Invitation, and believing be-lieving that the friends who had told him t;iat a little whisky had been secured for the occasion had not made a misrepresentation, misrepresen-tation, he threw his lips over the mouth of the bottle like a Chattahoochee river sucker over a well-baited hook. Pretty soon his lips relapsed and he sputtered the fiiit-1 out, remarking as the tears rolled from his honest old eyes: ' 'Gentlemen. I have voted an un-scratched un-scratched Democratic ticket for forty years, but If this stuff Is genewine Iickr, then, by God, sirs, I've lost my taste for the stuff." " I j 7 |