Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1911-01-13
Id a no Spuds.

One of the enterprising citizens of
that very enterprsing town, Twin
Falls, Idaho, is a former Middlebury
boy William H. Eldridge Mr.. Ell
bridge was one of the members of the
commercial club, which sent box of
Idaho potatoes, grown on irrigated
land, to President Taft and to each of
the governors of forty-seven states, to
be eaten for breakfa Christmas morn
ing. President Thomas of the college
also received box, which included some
of the famous Western apples. He
pronounced the apples good, but no
better than his own supply, purchased
of an Addison county grower.
The boxes of 'spuds' as the Idaho
hustlers call them, called out some very
interesting responses from the various
governors. Here is Governor Mead's:
State of Vermont,
Executive Department.
Robert w. Spangle, Secretary,
Twin Falls, Idaho.
Dear Sir:
have just returned from Chicogo,
and find your kind favor of the 18th
inst, and beg to state that the spuds
referred to have also been received.
There was notice in our local paper
that such a present was to be made to
the president of the United States and
each governor, and the result has been
that l have had more requests in num-
bers for potatoes than | have of the
same, but it will work out in some way.
Our friends seem to think that this is
special kind of potato which must have
some particular value and they there
fore want them for seed. We have
tried to explain the situation as best we
could.
Thanking you again for your very
kind thought and with the compliments
of the season, | remain,
Yours very truly,
JOHN A. MEAD, Governor.
The enterprise of the Idaho town
awakened the jealousy of the potato en-
thusiasts of Colorado, who have an idea
that their state also can do something
in the way of "spuds'. This feeling
was voiced in an editorial in the Den
yer Republican, as follows:
POTATOES FOR BREAKFAST.
One of the most hopeful signs of the
advancement of man has been the
gradual decline of the potato as a
breakfast food. The tuber has made a
stubborn fight, but civilization has won
steadily, and today the potato at the
breakfast table is about as much out of
place as a man in evening dress at that
meal.
Out in Twin Falls, Idaho, however,
there is an organization of savages that
masquerade under the name of the
Twin Falls Commercial club. 1t is
presided over by a benighted son of the
wilderness named Spangler, who has
not only tried to fitch the glory of the
Colorado potato as the finest in the
world, but has had the exceeding bad
taste to send boxes of Idaho spuds to
the president of the United States and
the governor of Missouri-for break
fast, mind you, for breakfast. Here is
the windup of this heathen's letter to
Governor Hadley of Missouri:
IA baked Idaho potato should be care
fully broken-not cut-a small piece of
butter and pepper and salt put on the
half, and then, after the first forkful is
eaten, little cream added. Use the
potato skin as a cup, and eat from it.
/ You will find the Idaho potato a trifle
sweet, and it has flavor peculiarly its
own.
with best wishes for a successful
Christmas breakfast, | beg to re-
main, yours very truly,
ROBERT w. SPANGLER,
Secretary.