The White Horse

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           Once when we were passing through some small town we saw a white plaster-of-Paris horse behind a wire fence, standing on the green grass among the trees. At first we thought it was a memorial dedicated to the unknown horse, heroically fallen in the war the North fought with the South to free the blacks. Alas, no! The little horse with the inspired eyes silently reminded passers-by of the existence of the matchless whisky "White Horse," which strengthens the spirit, refreshes the brain, and gives young men's minds pleasure and old men's hearts comfort. For more information about this truly magical drink the consumer could enter the "White Tavern," located right next door, in the yard. Here he could discover that you can get drunk on this whisky in five minutes flat, and that whoever drinks it can be sure that his wife will never cheat on him and that his children will grow up safe and sound and will even find good jobs.

Chapter Fourteen: You Can't Catch America By Surprise.