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Allegany Almanack, page 5

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out his handbills announcing the Temperance Rally—and how you and I slipped into Riley's main room when he wasn't looking, and tacked up the Temperance handbill, and how Lou raved and ranted, but calmed down when we told him that he should practice tolerance and be a good sport and go up to the Church and hear the dry side of the question. And how he agreed to do so, put on his best suit, screwed on his artificial arm, and took his seat in the back of the Church, and how well he behaved until that little man got up and gave his experiences as follows: 'Ladies and Gentlemen, Brothers and Sisters! I am 76 years old. My lips have never touched liquor. Neither have I smoked nor sworn. Look at me! I am sound as a dollar. Is there anyone here who can equal that record?'

"This was too much for Lou, who up to that time had been the perfect gentleman. Lou got out of his seat, walked half way up the aisle and answered the dry adherent as follows:

" 'Mr. Man, I don't know your name. I am Big Lou from Frostburg, Maryland. You say you are 76 and have never taken a drink. Let me tell you something. My pop, Dominick, every morning when he get up he drink one gallon of dago-red wine; at noon when the bells on the Catholic Church aringa, my pop stop and drink another gallon dago-red wine, and at six o'clock when the whistle on the fire-engine, he rings, my pop drink another gallon dago-red wine. My pop, heesa good man; he no stay out late at night; he always go to bed at ten o'clock, and before he go, heesa drink another gallon dago-red wine. Mister, I tell you truth. You are 76, but my pop heesa 93. My pop heesa been dead now for five days, and we still him keep. And I tells you the truth, heesa look a damn sight better than you do right now'."


Editor: Felix G. Robinson

Paving North Centre Street in Cumberland with cobblestones (1890). Through courtesy of Herman J. Miller of Cumberland. This also from collection of historical pictures.


Collection Location:
Ruth Enlow Library, Oakland

Original Size:
22 x 15 cms

Maryland, History


Western Maryland Regional Library
100 South Potomac Street
Hagerstown, Maryland 21740

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