WELL, I promised I would tell just what those vanished barrooms was
like, and I will tell the truth, so help me.
One thing that I can't get used to going without is that long brass
railing where you would rest your feet, and I have got one of them fixed
up in my own bedroom now so when I get tired setting down I can go and
stand up and rest my feet one at a time.
Well, you would come in in the morning and you would say, Ed, I ain't
feeling so good this morning.
I wonder what could the matter be, Ed says, though he has got a pretty
good idea of what it could be all the time. But he's too kind hearted to
let on.
I don't know, you says to Ed, I guess I am smoking too much lately. When
you left here last night, Ed says, you seemed to be feeling all right,
maybe what you got is a little touch of this here influenza.
It ain't influenza, Ed, you says to him, it is them heavy cigars we was
all smoking in here last night. I swallered too much of that smoke, Ed,
and I got a headache this morning and my stomach feels kind o' like it
was a democratic stomach all surrounded by republican voters, and a
lot of that tobacco must of got into my eyes and I feel so rotten this
morning that when my wife said are you going downtown without your
breakfast I just said to her Hell and walked out to dodge a row because
I could see she was bad tempered this morning.
What would you say to a little absinthe, says Ed, sympathetic and
helpful, a cocktail or frappy.
No, says you, if you was to say what I used to say, I leave that there
stuff to these here young cigarettesmoking squirts, which it always
tasted like paregoric to me.
Yes, sir, Ed says, it is one of them foreign things, and how about a
milk punch, it is sometimes soothing when a person has smoked too much.
No, Ed, you says, a milk punch is too much like vittles and I can't
stand the idea of vittles.
Yes, sir, Ed used to say, you are right, sir, how about a gin fizz. A
gin fizz will bring back your stomach to life right gradual, sir, and
not with a shock like being raised from the dead.
Ed, you says to him, or leastways I always used to say, a silver fizz is
too gentle, and one of them golden fizzes, with the yellow of an egg
in it, has got the same objections as a milk punch, it is too much like
vittles.
Yes, sir, Ed says, I think you are right about vittles. I can understand
how you feel about not wanting vittles in the early part of the day.
And that makes you love Ed, for you meet a lot of people who can't
understand that. There ain't no sympathy and understanding left in the
world since bartenders was abolished.
How about an old-fashioned whiskey cocktail, says Ed.
You feel he is getting nearer to it, and you tell him so, but it don't
seem just like the right thing yet.
And then Ed sees you ain't never going to be satisfied with nothing till
after it is into you and he takes the matter into his own hands.
I know what is the matter with you, he says, and what you want, and he
mixes you up a whiskey sour and you get a little cross and say it helped
some but there was too much sugar in it and not to put so much sugar in
the next one.
And by the time you drink the third one, somewhere away down deep inside
of you there is a warm spot wakes up and kind of smiles.
And that is your soul has waked up.
And you sort of wish you hadn't been so mean with your wife when you
left home, and you look around and see a friend and have one with him
and your soul says to you away down deep inside of you for all you know
about them old Bible stories they may be true after all and maybe there
is a God and kind of feel glad there may be one, and if your friend says
let's go and have some breakfast you are surprised to find out you could
eat an egg if it ain't too soft or ain't too done.
Well, I promised, so help me, I would tell the truth about them barrooms
that has perished away, and the truth I will tell, and the truth with
me used to be that more than likely it wasn't really cigars that used to
get me feeling that way in the mornings, and I will take up a different
part of the subject in my next chapter.