On the warpath (1918) (14777709785)

Identifier: onwarpath00morr (find matches)
Title: On the warpath
Year: 1918 (1910s)
Authors: Morrill, G. L. (Gulian Lansing), 1857-1928
Subjects: West (U.S.) -- Description and travel Southwest, New -- Description and travel
Publisher: (Minnesota? : s.n.)
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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tered resortsof virulent vice. Keturning to the hotel we passed a small hotel entrance.At the head of this lighted stairway, and over the registrydesk, appeared a sign with letters six inches tall and largeenough to be read from the street below. It was as follows:^HAVE WE ANY GIRLS HERE? NO. It is well to havethis bit of information before loves labor is lost and climbsthe stairs in vain. I have been in hotels around and acrossthe world, but never before read such a notice. When hotelsadvertise in this manner, one is in little doubt as to the stateof morals. A hot tamale restaurant looked inviting, and entering wewere greeted with the sign, No profanity or vulgar talk al-lowed. Imagine our surprise when the demure little waitressremarked to the chef, as she handed me my ordpr, Ill be before I let any man alive be my boss and tell me where to get off and on. In this early evening tour of anhour we were shocked to find this city so naughty and actingso like her big sister up the coast.
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A BONNY BATHER NEWPORT BEACH, CALIFORNIA ON THE WARPATH 125 After leaving San Diego we had not gone far when threemen rushed out on the road, stopped our auto, ordered thepassengers to alight, seized our grips and searched them.**Hold up! I cried and told them I was a minister. That only-made them more suspicious. These highway men were U. S.custom officials in search of opium, which like many otherbad things was being smuggled over the line from Mexico. Iasked them what they wanted to do with it. I knew that adope fiend would resort to anything to get it, yet never beforehad I seen any one resort to such high handed means to secureit. CAPISTRANO CAPISTRANO lies between San Diego and Los Angelesand one cant help seeing it whether he wishes toor not and whether he goes by auto or train. Theauto road, Camino de Real, is not lined with palmsbut with majectic bill boards advertising the Palm Cafe. Ar-riving at Capistrano you can scarcely see the Mission on ac-count of the many cafes and g