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ST. PIERRE R
CRIES'VIVE
Bootleggers Organize Clut
Who Make Nights Gay a1
the Ships, Outwit the
thentic Liquor to Be I
Special Vlnpatcli to T
St. Pierre, Miquelon, Oct. 5.?L1
Atlee arrived a few nights ago fro:
Scotch for distribution in the United
York, bootlegging corporation, the n
and concord could have asked no mi
The visiting rum runners wen
gentlemen. St; Pierre's three genda
wondering whether the time would ev
use for their sa'bera than hacking slh
ruled the evenings in the Cafe du H
' and lonely in the Cercle St. Pierra
that had fallen upon the colony ha<
hounds. Madame Is the barmaid.
There hadn't been a light on the
Newfoundland dogs, sometimes as
absorbed large measures of the pre\
Canadian soldiers were felicitating 1
widows of St. Pierre in doughboy F
all compliments in Mademoiselle Engl
It is night. The streets are quite
deserted and the waterfront almost so.
save for little groups of Canadian and
American rum runners here and there
comparing notes and proudly praising
the merits of their schooners, the crews
thereof and the whisky they have
bought. Through the tight shutters
of the Cafe du Havre and of Rosie
Mallielieu's place seep vagrant beams
from kerosene lamps. Now and then
a French song extolling the charms of
ladies In Aubusson, Armentieres,
Lavaur and other gardens of Gallic
beauty is heard rendered by a native.
And usually it is answered by some
enthusiastic American in a repressed
whisky barytone. For a reason not at
j the command of The New York
Herald reporter the favorite song of
the rum runner seems to be "Wheq
Frances Dances with Me, Hully Gee!"
Volstead Indorsed.
As an indication of the era of good
feeling that prevails, Bill Miller, whom
we Americans have designated the
Will Rogers of the rum running profession,
has launched his Rum Runners
Club. The meeting of organiza
tlon was hold in the <_'ercie or. i ierrais
(entirely without the sanction and cooperation
of thq#Cercle be it said), and
Its objects are twofold: To promote
sociability and spread fraternalism.
Resolutions were adopted indorsing
Andrew Volstead, the Anti-Saloon
league, the Societe Francais Contre
Alcohol and similarly worthy men and
organizations. Bill Miller, who is almost
entirely French despite his
patronymic (his father was a Newfoundlander),
was made president by
acclamation. There are no other oftlcers.
Also there are various degrees
of membership. One voyage in a rum
running ship entitles one to membership.
First grade membership comprises
those who have done nothing more
spectacular than smuggle booze to
Nova Scotia; second grade, those who
have taken the stuff from St. Pierre
to the States: third grade, those who
have carried whisky to the States from
St. Pierre and Nassau. A special
rating awaits the veteran who can
prove that he has smuggled booze intc
the States and Canada from Jamaica
Nassau, Havana and St. Pierre.
"This honor will wait long for a recipient,"
predicted President Bill
"Such a man is eith.er dead or in jail.'
"It is not too much to hope," said
Bill in his inaugural address, "thai
one day this club will have its owr
rooms and its branches in the Weal
Indies. It is time that the practlca
rum runners should band tog"ther foi
their own welfare. Already the capitalists
are combining against us tc
cut our shares in the profits and re
duce us to mere hirelings. This
brothers, is a profession where we hole
the whip.
"The thirstiest millionaire in Amer
lea will suffer a sanded throat unless
we man the ships, outwit the police
and fetch the booze to its destination
Suppose we should refuse to have
' anything to do with the profession
Imagine, T ask you, a crew composed
of bankers, brokers and big politicians!"
Thus harmony prevailed. Then cam<
the Philip Atlee. In a previous article
it was mentioned that the boss
hut not the skipper, of ho Philip
nvio until two months ntro. a
prohibition enforcement agent ir
Rhode Island. And In the first of this
series attention was called to twc
visitors to St. Pierre who were doing
much talking about moving a distillery
from Kentucky to this colony.
Another Monte Cnrlo.
One, you will remember, was an
ebullient individual who physically
suggested a professional wrestler, and
his partner was a tall, spare man who
took many photographs and who said
yes to every opinion ventured by the
fat end of the team. The latter had
been doing much talking.
"I bring nothing but glad tidings
of great Joy to St. Pierre," said he.
"As you all know, the Prince of
Monaco has died. His son, who succeeds
him, has let it be known that
he has no great desire to retain the
gambling concession at Monte Carlo
and the French Government says that
it may withdraw the concession, closing
the Casino.
"Think of what that means! No
Monte Carlo in Monte Carlo! A great
institution gone! Will the rich men
of Europe and America be content to
do without their Monte Carlo? No,
they will not. That is where St. Pierre
comes In. Now, behind me are a number
of rich Americans who see the
possibilities in St. Pierre. First of all
we shall erect a great distillery. Second,
a fine hotel Hnd gambling casino.
Third, wo shall arrange for a line of
palatial steamships plying between Sf.
Pierre and New York, London and
some French port.
"Think of it! We shall take the
young men and women of St. Pierre
and train them to be the attendants in
the hotel and the casino. From Kentucky
will come the distillery ail ready
to bo set up. What will St. Pierre
care for fisheries th"n? She will be
the richest colonv In the world. There
are millions in it. millions."
"Yes," agreed the tall, lean member
of the outfit taking photogrnphs of the
fat man's audience.
"Personally," went on the fat man.
"I know all about the hoore business.
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t the Cafe du Havre, Man
Police and Bring AuDiluted
for Americans.
jib New York Heuai.ij.
ntil the two masted schooner Philip !
m Halifax to take on 3,000 cases of
I States through a Fifth avenue, New
lost violent champion of unity, peace <
ore of St. Pierre.
e drinking and loading whisky like
rmes were idling in the big barracks ,
er return when they would have other ,
rers off booze crates. A calm serenity
avre, and Mine, Ecouler sat yawning 1
is of nights because the tranquillity ,
d converted the clubmen into hearth j
quay for days,)and even the countless, <
vicious as wolves, seemed to have;
ailing amity. Former American and
the broad beamed mademoiselles and ;
'rench, and the ladies were returning
ish.
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i I know, for example, that more than
a year before Congress adopted the
Kighteenth Amendment there was a
great conference between American
distillers, American brewers and the
Anti-Saloon League. The distillers
knew, and had known for ten years,
that prohibition lay ahead unless some
compromise with the drys could be
affected. The brewers were blind and
stubborn.
"The Anti-Saloon League had decided
that it could never make the
country entirely dry so they offered
the distillers and the brewers a compromise.
They said that in exchange
for the abolition of the saloon and the
limitation of alcoholic beverages to
beer and wines they would quit agitation
and call it a deal. The distillers
agreed but the brewers refused.
"And what happened?"
"Yes," agreed the tall party taking
photographs of the establishments of
J. Moraze and Lespagnol Freres.
"And what happened?" repeated the
big boy. "Prohibition! That's what
happened."
"Vive la prohibition!" screamed the
audience.
The crowd around the fat man and
his photographing partner was large.
Into it came Bill Miller, the six husky
lads from New York and Boston who
had come to St. Pierre on the Pro
Patria with the stout orator and his
lean running mate. With them they
V.r.,3 o atfan rrr?*? a limiaa
tectlve sort of Individual who wore a
derby hat on the back of his head.
No sooner had the latter surveyed
the spellbinder for the casino, hotel
and distillery interests, than he
grabbed Bill Miller by the arm.
"Where's the nearest place where
we can have a drink and talk things
over private-like?" he demanded.
"Over there." said Bill indicating the,
Cafe du Havre, "but what's the j
hurry? Bet's listen. This guy's I
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"Say," snapped the stranger, "do!
your listening to me. I got something
to suy worth listening to. Let's go." I
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The Reformed Dry Agent.
So Bill and the six bootlegging lads
from New York and Boston went over
to the Cafe du Havre where Madame
ustablished them in the family dining j
room and shut the door.
"When did that human balloon get
to this town?" demanded the stranger.1
"About five days ago. Why?'* re-1
plied Bill.
"Have you done any talking to
him?"
"Would not one talk to the repre- |
tentative of largo interests who are
trying to do so much for dear St.
Pierre?" said Bill with some heat.
"We have received him with that
cordiality and courtesy that is French.
We have cherished him and found
muc^comfort in his promises."
Here tho stranger uttered words
that may not be set down in these
columns. He swore nicely for a minute
or so while Bill observed that
*o many of the harsh invectives of
r.ngusn speaamg misui. w attrincu
by the Gaul as earnest If clumsy efforts
at flattery.
"Maybe you don't know who I am
or was," said the stranger when he
had finished with profanity. "But
I was, until a couple of months ago, a
prohibition enforcement agent In the
States. My last job was In Rhode
Island but I'd been doing dry work j
in Ohio, Arkansas, Texas and New j
Mexico off and on. They transfer us
every now and then. I quit a $1,700
job because I saw a lot of boobs making
a hundred grand a year running
hootch and
"Well, anyway," he went on, "this
fat guy ain't any more the agent for
a distillery, hotel and casino outfit
than I am. He's a prohibition agent
out of Washington. D. C., that's what
he is. I know this bird. He works
out of the Prohibition Director's o|tlce,
that's what he does. He used to come
down along the Mexican border to see
what was going on and then he'd report
back to Washington, that's what
he'd do.
The Spy.
"He ain't no $1,700 man. He gets
big jack for doing inspection work for
(he Prohibition Director in Washington.
Oh, boy, I know that bird. I
know what he's here for. He's here to
get the lowdown on what's doing and
who's doing it."
"Well, what of it?" demanded Bill.
"He can't hurt us. Wo are law abiding
Frenchmen on this island. We
don't have to obey the American laws.
All we do is sell liquor. We don't care
what becomes of it once we sell it. We
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stead law."
"This Is what of it," retorted the
indignant boss of the Philip Atlee,
"this guy knows me and in this gabby
burg he will find out that I'm hustling
booze for a New York house. He'll
find out that a lot of these boys here
are Americans and where they come
from and who they work for and "
"They all have phoney names," interrupted
Bill.
"Yes, but those photographs ain't
phoney and this bird can go back
to Washington and tell them that fifty
schooners are running booze out of
this place and the next thing you
know the American Government will
lie demanding that the French Government
put a stop to it or something
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lone?
>s you are one of the hundreds
i who have hesitated at us
method of selling in your busii
r imagine toll calls are expen
we selling by telephone is e
5 figures in the chart below
at one salesman did in
Dne Day of Telephone Selling
mce covered ? * 5,400 rt
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( of average call . 3 min. 42
of average call ... $
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or maybe they'll agitate to buy the
damn Islands, like William Jennings
Bryan said we ought to buy the Bahamas.
Anyway, I'm going back to my
schooner and stay there before this
bird gives me the up and down and
gets my mug in his camera."
"About six months ago," said Bill,
mysteriously, "we found we had a spy
here. A load of booze would go out
and we'd llnd that a revenue cutter
was there to grab It. That happened
time and time again and finally we
decided who the 6py was. We haven't
been bothered since."
"What happened?" demanded one of
the Boston boys*
"I suggest," said Bill, "that we keep
the fat man and his skinny partner
under observation for a day or so before
we do anything.''
Women Man the Ship.
And there the matter rested until
next day. In the meantime the crowd
had collected in the Cafe du Havre.
Two erstwhile fishermen (now valuable
members of a trawler that carries
booze to the New England coast) had
established themselves on the platform
with their accordions. Down on the
floor, crowded in elbow to elbow, sat
about twenty men?French and American,
masters, mates, pilots, engineers
and crews of rum runners. Sprinkled
through the lot of them were eight or
ten women who since the men have
taken to the rum ships have taken up
the vacated posts on the few remaining
fishing trawlers.
These women were quite as large,
almost as strong and dressed precisely
as the men. Save for their hair and
their voices you would have trouble
saying which was male arid which was
female. The women do ail the work
of the men on the fish trawlers and
receive therefor the munificent wages
of 75 cents a day. Almost all of them
are mothers of several children.
The law of St. Pierre says that cafes
must close at 8. But the law does not
specify that all who are in the cafe at
8 may not remain there. It was after
8 o'clock. All the windows were closed
and all the shutters locked. The door
was bolted on the inside. It seemed
that every crack or crevice through
which light might shine or air percolate
had been stuffed with rags and
paper. The mob smoked all the time
French tobacco at that, and to add
local atmosphere, the men and women
had come in from the sea without
changing their garments in the slightest
particular.
The Vecfiky So?ln.
A New York young man who was
due to depart on the following day on
a rum schooner had produced a harmonica
aqd with it had joined the two
accordions on the platform. He could
speak no French and knew no French
music. The accordionists were ignorant
of Knglish and American tunes
The New Yorker contented himsell
with what he called "Improvising and
vamping" and he made rather a success
of influencing the wheezings ol
the accordions until the tempo was
suggestive of the fox trot.
Madame and her daughter, serving
the drinks, had no chance of squeezing
between the packed in tables. II
you wanted "veesky soda" you bawlec
your desires as loudly as possible until
Madame or Mademoiselle heard you
Presently either Madame or Mademoiselle
appeared in the doorway between
the kitchen and the cafe with
the veesky soda. There would be nc
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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 6,
!lce In It and probably It would be s
quite warm. f
If you happened to be sitting et the
other side of the room the veesky a
soda would be held aloft by Madamo t
or Mademoiselle, who would begin to t
shrieki .
"Monsieur Amerlcaln; veesky soda,
veesky soda; un franc, un franc, un C
franc!" c
She would not release It until you H
had tossed to her the franc. Then ^
she'd hand the veesky soda to the per- 1
son nearest her, who would pass It I
along to a second, who would pass It r
along to a third. Thus, If luck was c
with you and the passers were honest, '
you eventually got the nice warm 8
veesky soda. The thing to do, to be 8
certain vou received the ilrlnU a
to bo surrounded by other Americans I
%vho would rally to your assistance by t
helping you roar:
"Id. lei, lcl. Id!"
When everybody In the room took
to doing the same thing you were to '
be pardoned for swelling with pride t
I If you got what you ordered. And In 1
spite of this crowded bedlam there was b
dancing. Nobody knows Just how they
did it, but later on, after sufficient
alcohol had been imbibed, they danced. f
Only the very strong could get away f
with It. It meant grabbing some one, '
| woman or man, and dancing. If you
| overturned a table or so or trampled i !
I few guests It made no difference. The !
| Idea was to dance and the giants
[ danced.
Only once was there suggestion of
trouble. There was an Englishman
present who devoted the earlier part 1
of the night to telling us what desperate
characters the French fishermen
were.
"They don't use their fists, these
blokes," he said. "They kick you In
the stomach and Jab their fingers into
your eyes. Us English and you
Americans we punch each other on
the Jaw, but these Frencliles?"
"Waddeya mean you English punch
us Americans In the Jaw?" demanded
one of the boys from Boston. "Hey,
monsoor, English say you no good.
Go get him, Monsoor."
There was inuch ferocious debating,
during which the Englishman managed
somehow to get to the door.
Madame opened It and he stepped out.
"Hey, Tank," he shouted, "that was
a filthy trick you played."
"Go get him, Monsoor," urged the
Tank.
The Briton fled down the alley that
gives upon the waterfront. There he
counted himself safe, neglecting to
notice that two large natives of St.
Pierre had left the cafe by the front
1 door, thus reaching the waterfront
first. The doublecrossed son of John
1 Bull was knocked loose from hU
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ense of security by "Attention!"
rom the Frenchman <
Ho threw his hands Into the air '
ind kept on walking. He did not1
urn to regard the foe. Merely kept I
lis hands in the air and kept walking
-whistling La Marseillaise.
And thus passed the night In the
*afe du Havre. Stories of adventure
in rum running schooners were
wapped. Extraordinary confidences '
vere exchanged regarding tho connoclon
of great names in America and
England with tho whisky traftic. The
mmes of four United States Senators,
if two well known men of affairs In
<cw York, of others In Boston, Phlla- .
lelphla and Chicago were bandied
ibout. How It would have delighted
i few celebrated politicians to have .
leard what was said that night In,
ho Cafe du Havto!
The Dry Agent* Leave.
On tho following afternoon Bill Mil- |
er and the six bootleggers started out |
o seek the fat man and his lean part- ]
ler, Who hy this time were classified)
is sure enough spies.
"I shall not say much," said Bill, ,
'but certain that they are spies I |
ihall see that they are told to get out
>f St. Fierre whether there is a boat
vaitlng for them or not."
The suspected pair were discovered
fitting on a pile of lumber behind the
sheds of Folquet Freres.
"Hello, folks," roared the fat mnn.
'How about a fine mess of spaghetti?
\fade it myself up at Rosld's place.
Fine stuff. Come up and have a 'bite.
Guaranteed clean."
"Yes," said the lean man.
Everybody who had heard the gossip
(and apparently e%-erybody except
the suspects had) looked expectantly
at Bill. But Bill passed on Into the
sheds.
".Mr, Folquet!" cried the fat man.
"let's have another little snifter of j
that hangup sherry of yours. That, j
by Harry, is the finest stuff that ever |
did a bottle the compliment of staying j
inside of It. Waaa-hooo, but that's |
the cat's knickerbockers. Just think of j
having to leave It behind. Well, Just
one more before we get our things together."
Bill JfiTlor had appeared at the door
of the shed.
"Not going to leave us, are you?" j
inquired Bill;
"Yep, got to be moving. Going over
to Newfoundland this evening. May
do some fishing."
"How about that distillery and that ;
hotel and casino?" demanded one of |
the Boston bootleggers.
"Don't think I carry them around '
in my pocket, do you?" roared the big ;
boy.
"Where are you going from New- j
foundland?" I
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"Well, we've never been In Labrador,"
replied the suepect. "But so long,
we eot to get our things together.
We've hired a motorboat to take us
to Fortune."
"That's right," agreed the tall, spare |
suspect, taking Bill Miller's picture
for the tenth time.
Bill Miller waited until the mysterious
pair were fifty yards away. '
Then he bawled:
"Give my regards to Mr. Volstead
and don't catch cold in Labrador!"
WHISTON ADMITS GRA*T.
Third Buffalo I'urk OfRelnt to I'leni]
Mnlorir Trial Xrnr.
Buffalo, Oct. 5.?Frank G. Whlston, !
secretary to former City Commissioner !
John F. Malone, to-day pleaded guilty '
of grand larceny, second degree, in con- j
Lection with park department graft I
alleged to have cost the city $200,000.
U'hl?lnn UIOIhn fMW) or.,i ,1 rsl
the department to enter a plea of guilty.
Sentences will bo Imposed October 20. |
Malone will be tried in the week of j
October 16. Ills defense la that he !
trusted employees and had no knowl- I
edge of their wrong doing. He served !
several terms In the State Senate and
was one of the leading advocates at
Albany of the commission form of gov- j
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HAREM BUSINESS IS ON |
BOOM IN NORTH AFRICA
American Woman Artist
Finds Owners Prosperous.
The harems of Algeria, according to
V K v."rine T"!:ird Stewart, artist,
who arrived yesterday by the French
lnor Touraine, from Havre, are flourishing
as If there were no financial and
, commercial depression anywhere In ths
world.
Miss Stewart has been painting In
northern Africa and has seen 90."**
harem Interiors that astonished her. She
also met the wives of the owners, some
of the latter of whom had twelve and
supported them luxuriously and treated
them well
Miss Eugenie Buchman of 310 West
Ninety-fifth etrect said she unexpectedly
had won at a high class casino In Vienna
the grand prize for having the most artistic
legs of several hundred women who
had ontered a leg contest.
WILSON OCT OF OVERLAND CO.
Tor.roo, Oct. 6.?The resignation of
C^mrle* W. Wilson as vice-president and
general manager of the "Willys-Overland
Company was to-day accepted by the
board of directors, according to an announcement
by Jplui N. Willys, president
of the company. A successor lias
not yet he-<n named, the statement said.
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