1931 Old Waldorf Bar Days by Albert Stevens Crockett

Faculty and Proctors he stepped toward him a second crash was heard at one end of the line. Another bottle had slipped from a moor– ing waist-band and slid down a trouser leg to destruc– tion. A third followed suit from a boy at the end already passed. Before the inspection had been finished, no fewer than ten bottles, in the same fashion, had crashed their costly contents upon the floor.