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environs; while the classic distillation with which Tom mingles it
to produce his chief d'oeuvre is the oft-quoted liquefied soul of a
Southern moonbeam falling aslant the dewy slopes of the Cumberland
Mountains.
To believe that a red-blooded man, and a true Colonel at that, ever
stopped with just a part of one of those refreshments which have
made St. Louis hospitality proverbial and become one of our most
distinctive genre institutions, is to strain credulity too far. Are
the Colonel's powers of self restraint altogether transcendent? Have
we found the living superman at last?
When the Colonel says that he consumed just a part of one he
doubtless meant that he did not swallow the Mint itself, munch the
ice and devour the very cup.
INTRODUCTION
I have known the author of "The Ideal Bartender" for many years, and it
is a genuine privilege to be permitted to testify to his qualifications
for such a work.
To his many friends in St.
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