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Nervous as to how I should respond, I recalled mama’s preaching on how liquor was the devil’s juice; and, based on my experience at the Monkey Tavern would concur. Not wanting to offend and somewhat hesitantly, “sir begging your pardon, my mama is a member of the Woman’s Christian Temperance Union, and she would not approve of me participating in the commerce of alcohol; well I love my mama and that’s all I’ll say.” “Very interesting, Mr. Tyler, it appears your philosophy may be at odds with your employer.” Hesitant and more than a little nervous, I turned to Captain Bonny half expecting she’d cut my throat. “Relax Mr. Tyler, I am not going to hurt you. You’re right to respect your mama and I admire you for that. I too am an active member of the Woman’s Christian Temperance Union.” “What”, I was astonished! “Don’t act so surprised, it’s just good business sense. If every rummy, low-life, dock-worker, used car salesman, pale-faced bank manager, doctor, lawyer, and priest could walk into any bar in the boring towns and burgs in which they live, at their leisure, and at a fair price purchase booze with impunity, what kind of income do you think I could make? No one’s going to get rich on smuggling liquor if it is legal. And if I drink it I got less to sell, so I don’t touch the stuff. Its common sense Mr. Tyler…try to acquire some while aboard the Revenge.”
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