Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1878-12-05

these foolish farmers, they will fol>
low the old ruts, they will continue
to buy New Orleans molasses at so
cents per gallon, when they could
make it themselves at the rate of
1000 gallons to the acre out of the
stalks of that desp;sed and low
priced corn by pulling off the worth
less ears in time, at a cost of, we'll,
no one exactly knows, and perhaps
the farmer would have to sell his
farm to find cut; but then it can
be done, and it's glorious great
bonanza. Why, it is plain enough,
one stalk makes so much juice, so
much juice makes a gallon, so many
stalks grow on an acre, hence
so many gallons can be made to the
acre; Loot is said ?-on some
body's acre, and as what one man
can do, another can do also hence,
all farmers who have lanl can make
1000 gallons of good corn-stalk
syrup to the acre, which will sell at
fifty cents per gallon. Just think
of it, $500 an acre. Why, its
enough to make a dead Dutchman
bat his eyes; and, we can just see
all the babies in the country licking
their lips in joyful anticipation.
But, the outrageous idea, they also
propose to fatten hogs on the lus-
cious fluid. Let the vile creatures
go back to their clover and corn,
that they love a great deal better,
and with this glorious boon from
the head of the Union Stale Seed
Depot, we will all, big and little,
live on 'lasses ; just think of it,
'lasses candy, and made out of that
old corn-stalk. Why, We could ac-
tually swim in lasses, and wouldn't
that be jolly?
There is no bound to human
genius when once on its upward
flight, and we are glad to see its
efforts turned toward the ameliora-
ton of the awful con-
dition of the farming community, it
has too long been devoted to ma
chinery and these vulgar sciences
that deal in metals and fluids; now
the farmers have a champion and
hope. We are at his back en-
phatically, except when the mo-
lasses is made, and shall place on
the pages of eternll fame his grand
discoveries. Do not be discouraged,
brother, from the land of Hiawatha,
if the birds had not died they
most likely would have acted like
our own foolish birds and not
touched the grasshOpper, and that
might have grieved you to broken
heart. Then they only cost 81, 500.
We can't spare you yet. The birds
died just because they knew they
couldn't eat all the grasshoppers, as
you wanted them to. And DO not
despair if these foolish farmers
still keep on making corn and do
not give us rivers of molasses. 1t
is the fate of all great reformers
not to be appreciated at first.
Dear brother,
with a heart far any fate
Learn To labor amt 10 wait
Keep up your spirits, pick your
flint and try again, we're for you.
But we forgot the new potato.
Now, the fact is between u, that
molasses business is not such bo-
but this potato, dear broth er,
in the great cause of ameliora-
ting the condition Of the
farmers-but in private here, would
not that be good move for
Society and lecturing tour; let's
see, society for ameliorating the con-
dition; no, horrid condition Of the
farming community the bulwark of
our country. That's good and beats
Bergh and the Murphy movements
and all such for raising money on
false capital. We are not exactly
certain that it's better than the po-
tato, though, for those writing loafers
around Washington, who are always
telling of your great discoveries,
against your wishes, say that there
are hundred eyes in one of these
v onderfUl little potatoes, and that
each eye will bring at east one hun
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