Book Description

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XII A SHOWER OF COCKTAILS -- GIN COCKTAIL VERSUS SEASICKNESS -- EFFECT OF COCKTAILS ON AN AIR CUSHION -- IN LIVERPOOL AGAIN -- AN UGLY PLIGHT -- A TEMPERANCE HOTEL -- AN OLD FRIEND AND A NEW ONE -- HENRY M. ROGERS -- MEMORIES OF THE CIVIL WAR -- PRESIDENT LINCOLN -- A HAPPY TRIP -- BOSTON LIGHT UNWELCOME -- MATED -- STRANGE WORKINGS OF FATE -- A WEDDING WITH the coming of June it was again time for me to cross the ocean once more. The day before I betook myself to the good ship Parthia, the maid handed me a package with "Something for you, Miss!" It was a quart bottle of gin cocktail! Within an hour another bottle arrived, and later on yet another! They all bore the label of one Billy Pitcher, -- known to the male sex as a famous expert in cocktails. What did it mean? Why should I be the innocent recipient of all this compromising liquor? I got at it finally through the Adamses, who were responsible for one of the bottles. It seems that after my last ocean trip I had told certain of my friends how, after a miserable week of seasickness, I had been put on my feet by the kind ministrations of a clergyman's wife, who, after diagnosing my condition, declared that what I was then suffering from was not any longer seasickness, but starvation. I protested that I could not eat, that I loathed the sight of food. She then prescribed a gin cocktail with a preponderance of Angostura bitters and insisted on ordering for me the right sort. I took it quiescently; indeed, I would have taken Prussic acid or any deadly thing to end my misery! The result was magical. I became forthwith as hungry as a hunter, and from that moment I got well. This story of mine evidently lingered in the minds of several of my friends, each one of whom had conceived...