The immense consumption of buttermilk as a drink, retailed over the bars
of saloons, has caused temperance people to rejoice. It is said that over
two thousand gallons a day are sold in Milwaukee. 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
want to stand in a fence corner and bleat, 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 sangerfest. The
complexion of the nose of a buttermilk drinker assumes a pale hue which is
enchanting, and while his breath may smell like a baby that has nursed too
much and got sour, the smell does not debar his entrance to a temperance
society.