The evening light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1881-1883, 1882-08-14
The lfeer Capital.

1t is no poetic license to say that in Munich
beer flows more freely than water. The men
and women, the boys and the girls, whole
families frequent the beer gardens daily, and
at every meal beer is the customary beverage.
1t would horrify an American mother to see a
child Of three trying to master pint Of
lager, but such sight is seen in Munich
hundred times day. Pint glasses are, how
ever, not rule. The average glass is liter,
orIA pints, and delicate girls drink several Of
these at sitting. Munich is about the size
of Cincinnati, and the saloons are not over 10
steps apart throughout the city.
chief sights Of German life. The large
beer gardens, where one may nightly find
thousands Of people of all classes, from
the court to the workshops, have fine Or
che'tras, and the beer is slipped in keep
ing,time to the music. The drinkers enjoy
themsel, es talking, chatting and laughing be-
tween and during the CLAY. Families and
friends here meet together, lovers tell the old
story to their sweethearts over foaming glasses
of book, and politics and business are mingled
with the story of the last ball and the whispers
Of the latest scandal. "a
On Sunday nights many of these gardens
hive dances, and the people who an hour ago
bowed in prayer in the churches are now trip
ping the light fantastic toe to the music of
Mozart, or flying to and fro in the mazes Of the
"Blue Danube" The German sees nothing
inconsistent in spending the afternoon of Sab
bath in dancing, beer drinking, and theatre
going The most pious OF the people 60 from
the church to the beer gardens, and the pastor
himself may often be found uniting with his
flock in their Sunday afternoon gambols.
The brewries have also great drinking halls,
brauhaus of Munich is known the world
over. 1t is very ordinary looking place too,
but its low cellars, and the street leading to
them are crowded from early morning till late
at night by thirsty Germans, who think that
here they get the best and freshest beer. l
visited it yesterday. The street entering it
was crowded with tables, and these tables
were filed with drinkers, each with quart of
beer before him. In the cellar of the brewery,
a room as large as the Cleveland city council
hall, there were a thousand men talking and
drinking. Some few were reading papers
and others were smoking. Here every one
must take his glass and 60 after his own beer.
the beer is brought fresh from the brewery
adjacent, and is brought from the barrels in
the sight of the drinker. picked up quart
glass, and stepping to The water vat rinsed it,
and then walked to the counter and boldly
said: "Ein glas bier" laying down the price,
FIVE cents as | did so. The brawny bar
tender filled it instanter, and with my beer in
my hand pushed my way through the surg
ing crowd until found a seat where l could
eat radishes and prelels like the hundreds
around me, washing them down with some of
the hest Bavarian beer.
But with all this drinking there is little drum
kenness in Munich. In the beer gardens and
in breweries the people are well-behaved, and
! have yet to see my first drunken man or wo-
man in Germany. Whether the difference of
the climate or the difference of races is the
cause am unable to Judge, but | am sure
that Americans in America could no more
drink beer as these people do without becom
ing drunk than they could 60 through fire
without being burned. This beer is undOubt
edly purer and better than ours, and its cost
is about one fourth Of that in America. A
half liter costs three cents, and such a meas
ure is fully equal to two glasses of the average
American size. This would make the Ameri-
can glass cost here one and one-half cents.
lively fight between the Mutual Union
and the Western Union telegraph companies
is going on in Dayton, Ohio, in which the
former ask LOT an injunction 10 restrain tne
latter from discriminating against them in the
matter of forwarding their dispatches. Lead
ing lawyers are engaged on either side.
Chas. A. Vogeler, the chief proprietor of
St Jacobs oil, and one of the most extraor-
binary advertisers of the times, and man
highly esteemed by all, died in Baltimore, his
native city, on Saturday last, of typhoid fever
;g,d e years. His widow is the daughter of
MIR. julius Winter, of Louisville, Ky. The
Orioe society, of Baltimore, of which he was
a member. met and passed appropriate resolu-
lions. A eulopy was delivered by J. Henry
Behan, of New Orleans.