He was a liberal liver, as his father had been before him.

That father had taken his toddy tri-daily for seventy years, and died in the odor of sanctity.

They could do such things in that day, and never transcend the three-glass limit.

My godly grandfather did the same, and was never one whit the worse for liquor in his life.

_Their sons and grandsons cannot do it without ruining themselves, body and soul._ I italicize the sentence.