January 16, 1851, Oregon Spectator
Monday evening, the third regular meeting of the Washingtonian Teetotal Abstinence was held at the Methodist Episcopal Church. A large audience was assembled. After the usual exercises, Hon. A. Paine was called upon to address the Society. Mr. P. arose, and having quoted 1 Cor. 10-12 said that he did not design to deliver a sermon, but a moral lecture upon Temperance; and, begging the charitable feelings of the audience, he proceeded in a series of remarks which excited general attention and interest. It was difficult to follow his entire train of thought – but no one present could doubt his love for the cause as the cause of humanity.
The pledge was circulated and thirty names obtained. Sixteen other names had been obtained during the week.
Rev. Mr. Atkinson was invited to address the Society in one week at the Congregational Church. Rev. Mr. Rainer in two weeks at the M. E. Church. A. E. Wait, Esq, in three weeks at the Cong’l Church. All accepted.
January 12, 1856, The Oregon Argus
On Friday last our citizens were called to consign to the grave the remains of John Sexton, whose death occurred under melancholy circumstances. “It was rum that did it.” He came up from California about three months since, on a visit to some old acquaintances, Messrs. Knighton and Watts, near this place. While here he became acquainted with Wm. Lionbarger, of Linn county; intemperate habits caused them to visit that dirty hole at our county seat, where poison is sold by the quart; (I am glad to say that it is the only place of the kind in the county.) On the 13th of last month the two returned from this den while drinking freely, and were stopping for the night at Mr. Knighton’s. In the course of the evening, words arose between them, when Lionbarger called Sexton a liar, whereupon Sexton struck Lionbarger with a purse of money, upon which they closed and came to the ground, Sexton the uppermost. Soon afterwards they were parted by persons present, when it was ascertained that Sexton was stabbed, and upon examination it was discovered that he had received a severe wound in the left shoulder, entirely severing the artery of the arm, and one in the left side, which penetrated the left lobe of the lungs. Lionbarger immediately fled, and has not since been heard of, except that he took breakfast the next morning in Chehalem valley. Medical aid was immediately called, the blood stanched, and in fact all was done that it was possible to do. At one time it was thought that he would recover; but no, the steel had entered too deeply, death claimed the victim, and he must go. He died on the morning of the 27th inst., after suffering intensely for the last ten or fifteen days.
Death has got the victim. The question is, where lies the guilt? Who is held accountable at the bar of moral justice? I understand that they were respectable men, when no under the influence of intoxication; and had they not been drinking there is no probability that the affray would have occurred. In view of these facts let every man, woman, and child in Oregon, who hears of this tragical affair, ask, is not he doubly guilty who converted those otherwise good men into demons by ministering to their vitiated appetites the fire of hell, for a few cents of paltry gain, by which a fellow creature in the prime of life has been sent to an untimely grave, a wife deprived of a husband, a child of a father. Another, a young man, is sent to wander in the earth, with the mark of Cain upon him, and the grey hairs of an aged father and mother will be brought to the grave in sorrow. Should not society hold the being who sold to those men the alcohol, as the cause of all this crime and affliction, and look upon him as a murdered? When will those who are called to make laws for us use their power to destroy this monster, to banish him from the land. “It was rum that did it.”
January 10, 1906, Oregon City Courier
GRAND PUBLIC RECEPTION
Messrs. Hill & Cole will open their elegant new saloon on Saturday evening with a grand levee. Their establishment excels in appointments any of its kind in the city, and, in accordance with the record the proprietors have established among us, the liquid refreshments with which they will accommodate their friends will be only of the best. Any one who visits Messrs. Hill & Cole on Saturday evening cannot but depart with the satisfying thought that they conduct a public resort worthy of any gentlemen’s patronage.
From the City Council:
Saloon license of T. Trembath continued.
A remonstrance, signed by about 100 residents on the hill, against granting of a saloon license to S. J. Baechler, was read and tabled until said application had been made.
January 13, 1916, Oregon City Courier
COLOGNE DRINKS NOW SUGGESTED
Fragrant Scented Booze is Latest Vogue in “Wet” Circles, ’tis Said
PROHIBITION EDICT IS DODGED
Lots of “Kick” Obtainable, and Nice Sweet Breath Acquired to Take Home to Wife and Family
The first successful way in which the prohibition law may be dodged has been reported to the Courier this week. Whether the scheme is as successful as its discoverers claim it be or not, the Courier does not feel called upon to say, In fact, in strict conformance with the prohibition law, which prohibits periodicals from advertising liquors, the Courier has no remarks of its own to make on the subject, no editorial opinion to express, and no conclusions to offer. It is merely printing the news as it is reported.
The “cologne highball” is said to be designed with a two-fold purpose of relieving the drought and of helping drugstores to spruce up trade. The prohibition law prohibits the sale of beverages that contain more than half of one percent alcohol, and it throws restrictions about the sale of ethyl alcohol, and prohibits the sale of pure alcohol. But on the subject of cologne it is silent. Cologne is not a beverage, it is a toilet necessity – it isn’t even in the doubtful class of medicines. Moreover, anybody may step into a drugstore and buy cologne without arousing suspicion.
All that is needed for the cologne high-ball, it is reported, is a pocket containing a paper bag in which is a half pound or thereabouts of brown sugar. The modus operandi is simple, according to reports. When the cologne high-ball drinker feels a thirst coming on, he steps into a drugstore, buys a ten-cent bottle of cologne of his favorite fragrance – violet, rose, hyacinth, eclat, pot-pouri, or whatever it may be – and goes out. Once on the street he removes the stopper, drops in a pinch of brown sugar, shakes the bottle well, and has his “smile” all ready to be served in an individual bottle. So runs the report. The exact proportion of brown sugar to cologne has not been confided to the Courier, and the Courier wouldn’t print it if it was – it is well to be careful.
Cologne contains from 85 to 98 percent alcohol, depending on the cologne. There is therefore no lack of “kick” to the cologne high-ball, according to those who have tried it. Moreover, cologne smells nice, and perfumes the breath. Even a married man may use cologne on his handkerchief and not arouse the suspicions of his good wife, provided he keep a bottle of the same fragrance at home. It is only strange perfumes which lead wives to become distrustful of their husbands. The cologne high-ball, it is pointed out, simply adds charm to the personal attractions of the man who is addicted to them. They perfume the breath to such a degree that even catarrhe is not to be noticed, it is claimed by the users thereof.
Just why brown sugar should form an ingredient of the cologne high-ball has not been confided to the Courier. It may be that brown sugar makes cologne more palatable, by removing the sting of the fiery stuff. Anybody who doubts that cologne has a sting is invited to squirt some in their eyes, and note the sensations that follow. Cologne in the mouth might have the same general effect; and maybe the brown sugar does away with this. There must be some reason for the sugar, or else it would not be advocated.
Understand, the Courier does not recommend cologne high-balls. It has no personal knowledge of them – it merely hears that they have been invented – or evolved. The Courier does not advocate their use, not even for people afflicted with catarrh and who like to ride on the interurban cars when the windows and ventilators are sealed to keep out Oregon’s winter climate. But all that has been reported regarding cologne high-balls sounds reasonable, and the Courier, being a medium of general intelligence, prints the news for what it is worth.
Just to what extent cologne high-balls are being adopted as a remedy for the extreme aridity will probably be determined in the course of time when drugstores check up on their sales of cologne. But one thing is be noticed right now, however – and that is that nearly every drugstore is making a special display of cologne, of all sorts. The druggists say they are trying to unload heavy stocks which they filled up on for Christmas. Maybe they are – and maybe they are having success.
The facts remain that cologne is not a beverage or a medicine, that the dry laws say nothing about cologne, and that cologne contains more alcohol – more good alcohol, pure and undefiled – than any other commodity generally handled by drugstores.
(so…is it a joke or real? Other newspapers published similar articles. As cologne at the time was alcohol and pure extracts it may be likely…)