criminals to get a soft thing, while poor people who
never committed a crime and have never been supported by the State are
amongst us feeling the pangs of hunger. No more shall we be compelled to
watch the hard looking citizens who frequent the reading room of the
association for fear they will enter our office in the still watches of
the night and sleep on the carpet with their boots on.

They are all gone. They have crossed the beautiful river, and
have camped near the _Christian Statesman_ office, where all is pure and
good except the houses over on Second street, beyond the livery stable,
where they never will be molested if they do not go there.

Will they be treated any better in their new home than they have been with
us? Will they have that confidence in their new neighbors that they have
always seemed to have in us? Well, we hope they may be always happy, and
continue to do good, and when they come to die and go to St. Peter's gate,
if there is any backtalk, and they have any trouble about getting in, the
good old doorkeeper is hereby assured that we will vouch for the true
goodness and self-sacrificing devotion of the Milwaukee Young Men's
Christian Association, and he is asked to pass them in and charge it up to
the _Sun_.

BUTTERMILK BIBBERS.

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.

FISHING FOR PIECES OF WOMEN.

There are lots of ludicrous scenes to be observed on the railroads and
conductors are loaded with stories that would cause a marble monument to
keep its sides a