The boss and I have no doubt that this 'Working Men's Institute' would have been a dry establishment, although whoever carved the lettering may have dropped his apostrophe because of the demon drink. Nasty.
On that basis there wouldn't have been a pint of 'Federation Ale', that old staple of the working men's club, or any other alcoholic beverage available.
Perhaps just a sarsaparilla, a dandelion and burdock and hymn number 342 from 'The Methodist Hymn Book' for me and my mate please.
A good choice if I may say so that's a hymn for, and I quote, 'Backsliders, Convicted and Recovered.
More wind in the harmonium please.