The poor man's night clubs are the honky-tonks, the roadside beer parlours and whisky arenas that clutter the outskirts of our towns, and in which, gallon for gallon, more blood has been shed than ever was lost at the Alamo. It is such places that an inebriated Texan of an active disposition may elect to wreck. And once that project had begun, a certain mass abandonment of decorum is likely to manifest itself.
George
Sessions Perry