Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1883-11-03
Rather Explavicates at Large on Sor-
ghum.
Cor. Murfreesboro Free Press.


1t is said that Shakespeare bent down
from his imperial height to be taught
by clown. | never heard what the
clown thaught him, wish did know,
would try and teach my readers the
same thing, but if there are any Shak-
speare's lying around loose in Ruther-
ford, they will please bend down and
let me be the clown to teach them
some Of the browning traits in the
sweet character of sorghum. Never
during my most highly educated career
upon this terrestrial globe have | written
a letter to the public; a town constable,
district magistrate, or a United States
Senator, without first eating hearty
bait of sorghum. 1t lends sparkle and
fancy to the eye, comfort to the stom.
ach, CAB to the tongue, ease to the
conscience, capacity and rattle to the
pen, and as Byron wrote, our thoughts
soar highest and take widest flight
when we would arrange them in most
pensive order, and in order to keep my
thoughts pensive, my lips and tongue
must be heavily coated with sorghum.
A good sorghum crop opens up broad
liberal field for the mind of man and
gives active play for the tongues of the
dear women and children. When |
hear the first shrieks of a wooded mill
and sniff from afar the sweet aroma
that rises from the smoking evaporatOrs,
/ at once waltz out upon the great tow.
path of literature, as tickled u child rs
ever wore trouserloons or sported his
first jack-knife. Deep rooted sorghum
growing principles, thank goodness, are
fast graphing with our staunchest
farmers, and hope their worthy eff.
forts to raise the delicious sweetening
will ever fluid in the future, rs it has in
the past. a hearty response in the hearts
of the dear women and children, un-
til the sugar house molasses heresy is
hurled from our land. / would not
give tonight as much sorghum as !
could eat that was ground on wooden
mill, boiled in an iron pot and skim.
med by an old lady who wore calico
cap with blue strings for all the sugar
house moIasses that it would take to
swim four year old horse mule from
Hoovers Gap to Antioch. It's lega
tender in all horse swaps, and would
not ask better bonus to clinch horse
swap or gun trade than a canteen O.
sorghum. When ride over the coun
try around Milton, Big Spring, Cobb
vile, Salem, Walter Hill, Hoover
Gap, Fosterville and old Jefferson, anC
see the broad fields of sorghum can,
bending with the weight of its owl
sweetness, ready tor the crushing mill
and boiling evaporators, it enlists ever,
tender emotion in my sorghumized con
stitution, and wonder why it is tina
all creation, from the bleak wilderness
of Maine to the howery lap of the Car
olina's don't drop all other branches G
industry, grow sorghum, be happy an
prosperous. When roam around tn
blocks of those cities, feeling the heav
dews of sorghum settling on my LIP
and brow, | feel as self-important q
Murfreesboro dude Waiting dow
Main street Of a dark night to tack
the skating rink. l always keep fc
my family full barrel of sorghum
keep it under the bed, but | seldol
get as much as can eat. My disob
bent family won't let me split a hi
roll Or muffin and put the two so
sides down in a plate of sorghum
The two soft sides Of a muffin dippe
in plate Of sorghum will clean it
slick as if it had been licked by hour
puppy with spotted tail. If n
family will give me plenty of ha
moon pies, and let my mouth range
will around the table, l can. eat SO
ghum by the plate full faster than
ten year old school boy can Graz
hickory nuts at recess, but | had ju
as soon try to break up the great i
belt of the north with a tack hamm
or blow the sea foam from the oce,
with pawpaw whistle, as to thoroug
saturate my bread and pies in sorghum
S,,ob N coeb oaf IN fho ,orf &c l.,