Books by Charles Emery

Poor Jefferson! He's only looking for a quiet place to make lamps from empty liquor bottles. Through an oversight, the two women - one a psychiatrist - haven't checked out of the hotel suite assigned to him. The psychiatrist, seeing the bottles and mistaking him for a man who phoned seeking help for the DTs, attempts to give him "the cure." Then a temperance lady shows up - and it's a riotous finale!