1931 Old Waldorf Bar Days by Albert Stevens Crockett

Old Waldoif Bar Days your pardon, sir," he said. "I didn't quite catch that." "I said} suh," Private John returned, "some of that beneficent, luscious, pervasive and persuasive liquah whose eloquence has chahmed a continent - 0-1-1-d Gr-r-e-e-en Rivah !" "I am very sorry, sir," the polite barman now re– turned, shaking his head. "We haven't such whiskey and I have never heard of it. But we have Old Crow, Y.P.M.-" "What, suh ?" bellowed Private Allen. "Do you mean to tell me, suh, that you haven't any of that famous, soul-inspirin' liquah; the joy of every American father, the pride of every American mother, and for which American children cry instead of for Pitchah's Castoria -0-1-1-1-d G-r-r-r-e-e-n Rivah?'' "I am sorry, sir," said the barman, "but we haven't it." "Well, by Gawd," exclaimed Private Allen, his voice this time at its highest and most reverberant pitch, "you haven't got Old Green Rivah! Well, suh, I just refuse to drink in such a low-down place. Come on, fellahs !" And he led the way out of the barroom. The next afternoon, Colonel Brown saw Private Allen and the red-mustached major in close communion just outside the Barroom entrance. The major slipped away. Private John "said to ·Colonel Brown, with a chuckle, "Do you know, the Majah tells me he slipped into the Hoffman House Bar, this mornin', and sold 'em seventy-five cases of Old 6reen Rivah. Colonel," he continued, with a wink, "how'd you like, ·suh, for me to send you down a case of.Old Green Rivah with my compliments?" [66)

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