Bill Porter

by Upton Sinclair

Si Dios hubiera hecho

De vino el mar, de vino el mar,

Yo me volviera pato, para nadar, para nadar:—

Esta es la vida, bebamos mas,

Esta es la vida, bebamos mas.

The curtain falls with Porter’s eyes riveted upon the bottle.

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ACT II.

Scene: the drug-store, as in Act I.

At rise: the time is early evening, and Porter is percolating his own paregoric and rolling his own pills; he works silently and steadily.