Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1879-04-19
FINE WHIsKEY,

FINE WHIsKEY.
We were all sitting out on the piazza
in front of Blyler's store, and Abner By
ing was there, with his legs cooked up
against post and the chair tilted back,
DR. Murray was running his eye down q
column of a country paper, when he suG-
denly said !:
"Halloa! This is queer! Why, it says
that an English chemist has succeeded
in distilllng whiskey from saw-dust"
"That's nothing" said Abler Bying,
Tipping his thumb.
''How do you mean, nothing." asked
the doctor.
"Oh, it's old. knew that years ago.
Did you ever meet Sam Snyder I"
"No, never met him."
"Wel], Sam was hard drinker-must
have rum by some means or another.
He had no money and nobody to trust
or treat him. So Sam somehow ascer-
tanned that hiskey could be made out
of sawdust, and do you know what he'd
| do ?"
"Whats ?"
"He'd get so drunk off a fence rail and
| a CROSSE cut saw that he couldn't tell u
| COW from sugar-cured ham. Put him
near wood-pile and saw buck, and let
| him alone, and before IL o'clock he'd
turn out the most delicious mint juleps
you ever tasted"
"Easily done, was it,"
Easily? Why, one time his family
tried to keep him sober by putting him
on the roof and keeping him there; and
| do you know what Sam dids Got boy
| to tie wash boiler and four feet of lead
pipe to string, and Sam fished 'em up
and in three days he had turned every
shingle into cocktails, and he fell through
into the garret in such frightful condi-
tion of intoxication that they had to give
him electric shocks from forty-two cell
ba. terry to bring him back to conscious
ness"
''You know this to be fact, do you :"
''Certainly; was there. Why that
man acquired {: preference for liquor
made from wo,d, and three times, to my
certain knowledge, got mania q potu
| fiom consumption of distilled pie-boards
and potato mashers. He drank up four
sets of chalr-Iegs and, ono Fourth of Ju-
ly, when his wife stopped his destruc-
| ton of the furniture, he celebrated the
day by calling in three or four friends to
drink new kind of ofenergetic brandy that
he'd just made out of q window-sill and
clothes prop. Drink? Why, sir. I
pledge you my word, Snyder in sim
| gle winter drank up a smoke-house, three
washtubs, and a front door. Nothing
could stop him when he got going"
"Why did he prefer domestic uten-
sils ?"
| ''He didn't. There was q woods out
back of his house that belonged to his
aunt. Sam would go out there with n
get, and in two years he had stimulated
his system with eight chestnut trees,
four pcrsimmons, one oak and fifteen
saplings of various kinds. Trimmed that
grove out SO that his aunt couldn't rent
it to picnic parties. Nearly broke the
old lady's heart, too"
''Did he kill himself drinking"
s'Well not exactly. I'll tell you how
it was. 1t seemed that he was haunted
|
could distill the Presbyterian church
steepIe he could turn out an article that
ID bear q resemblance somehow to apple
brandy. Queer, wasn't it? But tho
man was not exactly right; his mind
was diseased. So one night he got on
the roof of the church with q ladder to
steal tho steeple. When he got there-I
dunno how it was, but the idea seemed
to strike him to taste the thing, maybe
to see if he was right about the flavor,
and-he must have been wild when he
did it he actually swallowed the wealth
er cock, and there he stuck, whirling
around all night as the wind strdck him.
Deads He was deader IN Martin Van
Buren, when they como to take him
| down !"-MaX Adler.
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