Argosy All-Story Weekly — page 168: what you’re looking at

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ery time I meet him he 15° Da6n=y = oo) aide one day I went to him and Fi one Get me a free pass to the Polish Groun a a ea i in Harlem that I was sitting up in the Eos OX ric Tetrieeneell would think I am so important that I could run vt the Giant me He said: ~ Izzy, passes is hard to get on accou They wan m think no more of a pass than they do of their i cp ie ae ae tomers to be strictly cesh, but for you, Izzy. 1 wo one it. : chust a plain sport.” ; ; «fea a“ 1 told him I a raed obliged about it, and he Nee aan de I know it a place where they got the real stuff. No hooch, izzy, alcohol. The feller had this stuff in his cellar before the Germans inwaded the Bullgines and the war was.” So what could I done? I took him to the choint, and the drinks was eighty-five cents and the _glesses wasn't so large, neither. We had about six or seven drinks on account of the sociability, and me and the feller was good friends, and he said my woice was a fine tenner and me and him would be a fine quartet for “ Sweet Addlestein,” which is a nice song when you are singing it right. FINALLY I GOT THE SPORTING EDITOR TO COME OUT. When the feller wouldn't sell us no more of the stuff which he had it before the war was we went out on the street. and my friend the sporting editor said: “Izzy, it is bad for the digestion that a_ feller should see it a baseballing game without he had a good lunch. The excitement loosens the epiglotus and unless the system is tightened up by food a feller is likely to catch anything.” That sounded like a good adwice, so I took him to Solomon’s Cafe and we had a lot of lunch so we wouldn't get weak or nothing while we was watching the baseball- ing. In Solomon’s there was a lot of chenuine old-fashioned, eight per cent beer which they fix it up by mixing a little ether in the nearly beer. We had eight or ten mae ar and it was wery nice to wash down the food. Me and Mr. Solomon. which he runs the restaurant, is wery good fri he wouldn't overcharge me nothing, so the whole check was only veeoty four aia ont sale fee isctueuetine, beer and the seidel which the ‘sporting editor threw in e lookin ass when he was showin i ele aE. 8 =a g me how Mr. Alexander, of Chicago. Finally I got the sporting editor to come out of the place on account it we comicbooks.