Democratic Sentinel, Volume 5, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 August 1881 — “Good for Flies.” [ARTICLE]
“Good for Flies.”
“Say, do you know Avliat’s good for flies ? ” queried a Detroit butcher as he entered a drug store. “ I guess I can put you up something for about a quarter,” was the reply. When the dose Avas ready the butcher Avas told to pour it out on plates and set them on the counter, and he hurried away to give it a trial. In about an hour lie sent for the druggist to come over. The 10,000 flies in the shop before the dose avus fixed had been multiplied by four. “ Great lands ! but I’m being carried off by flies ! ” exclaimed the butcher, as he Avaved a long knife around his head. “Well, Avliy don’t you get something to kil| ’em off? ” “Didn’t I, but it hasn’t killed a one.” “Of course it hasn’t. You wanted something good for flies and I gave you clarified sirup! It’s the best stuff' to draAV flies and keep ’em contented I ever heard of. Why didn’t you tell me you Avanted a fly-killer ? ”
There is one thing about buttermilk, in its favor, and that is, it does not intoxicate, and it takes the place of liquor as a beverage. A man may drink a quart of buttermilk and while he may feel like a calf that has been sucking, and w’ant to stand in a fence corner and blat, or kick up his heels and run around a pasture, he does not become intoxicated and throw a beer-keg through a saloon window. Another thing, buttermilk does not cause the nose to become red, and the consumer’s breath does not smell like the next day after a ssengerfest. The complexion of the nose of a buttermilk drinker assumes a pale hue which is enchanting, and while his breath may smell much like a baby that has nursed too much, and “got sour, the smell does not debar him from entrance to a temperance society. The man who dissipates on buttermilk can be easily told from the benzine drinker, for ,while the eyes of the latter have a wild look, as though he expected a man to come in whom he owed eleven dollars, the eye of the former is clear and cold mad has a vacant stare, as though he didn’t care whether school kept or not. The perspiration that exudes from the liquor driuker has an odor of the distillery, while that which comes from the body of the buttermilk drinker reminds you of a visit to a cheese factory. We fear that if buttermilk become the National drink that our people will become listless, unambitious, and worthless. It is said by those who are in a position to know, that those citizens who stand around and grumble at everything that is done, are confirmed buttermilk drinkers. If this is the case we are in favor of suppressing the sale of the destroying beverage, by the strong arm of the law, for any drink that will knock the sand out of people, and make them childish and dependent, is an injury to the whole community. On the other hand, if it is proved that the drinking of buttermilk is not hurtful, and that it makes men better, nobler, more generous and more enterprising, we go in for buttermilk, and would suggest that, inasmuch as the demand for buttermilk will exhaust the supply ten times over, that a brewery be established for the brewing of buttermilk,- and that temperance people furnish the money and manage the brewery. There would be millions in it.— Peck's Sun. "
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