This is no mere beverage, this glass of beer…. It is the grains of the earth growing in the ground under the blazing sun and the night mists of the plains girdling the planet, and of barley seed grown rich and golden. – Frederic A. Birmingham
What will the London brewers say when they hear that at Rhode Island the beer is brewed so strong, that it requires three men to blow the head off a pot of porter, and they must be tolerably long-winded? – “Yankee Progress,” The World of Wit and Humour edited by George Manville Fenn, 1
