[Dark Saint Alaick]

Immediately, there was embarrassment. Who should drink first -- the king or the American guest of honor? The day and Mexican-American relations were saved, however, when the beautiful woman took the first sip herself. The American general, upon drinking, was loud in his praises of both the drink and its purveyor. Being an American, he wanted to know who the beautiful dame was.
"That," said King Axolotl (try to pronounce his name), "is my daughter, Coctel!"
"Great," said the American general. "I will see that her name is honored forevermore by the American army."
Presumably, he asked for the recipe of the potion. Coctel, of course, became "cocktail" after the drink had gone the rounds of the army.
Another noted cocktail authority and shaker, Robert, of the American Bar, Casino Municipal, Nice, offers the rooster story as being the one most generally accepted. This concerns an American innkeeper of the nineteenth century who was proud of his daughter and of his big prize-fighting rooster. One day the bird disappeared. He offered his daughter in marriage to the man who would find it. A young cavalry officer brought it back. The innkeeper was highly pleased. He brought out the materials for drinks.