"Let gentlemen fine sit down to their wine,
But we will stick to our beer, we will,
For we will stick to our beer."
The number and variety of temperance drinks advertised in England is incredible. Non-alcoholic beverages meet us in flaming advertisements at every step—from nervous tonics, phosphated, down to the most startling of all, which, according to the London Echo of June 2d, the Bishop of Exeter advertised when he opened a coffee-house, saying:
"It looks like beer,
It smells like beer,
It tastes like beer,
Yet it is not beer."
Better if it had been, your reverence, for your new beverage was probably a villanous compound, certain to work more injury than genuine beer. In this country we also try to cheat the devil. I mean our unco good people try it; but we call it "bitters," and the worse the whiskey the better the bitters.