Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-08-22
ROOT HOG OR DE-" NO. 2.
Sung by Atlanta Amateurs.
NV w II RARNES.

Sung by Atlanta Amateurs.
BY w. H. BARNES.
"We come out here this evening, with an
other batch of rhymes,
We think the song most suitable that's
suited to the times.
A battle now is raging-py their
armory our troops stand by,
They'll make the Black Republicans
root hog or die.
"Old Abe is at the capitol, and Scott is
flying round
They've come to the conclusion they
are daily losing ground
When they heard the news from Fair
fax, Scott TO Abrham did fly,
And said I'm fearful, President, we
must root hog or die.
Lincoln was on his message-he sent
Wingfield to see,
What has become of Davis, Johnson.
Beauregar0 and Lee,
Saying watch them, Dictator, to come
here they will try,
If they descend on Washington we must
root hog or die.
Just at that very moment a runner
came in sight,
And handed Lincoln documents about
the Bethel fight.
old Abraham did cry;
Five hundred troops gone under, I
must root hog or die
HE sent his trusty Zouaves to go pro-
tect the ground.
When they arrived they saw the Ger
mans poking round.
They pitched into each other and made
the bullets fly,
Till they found they'd made their own
troops root hog or die.
"And thus it always will be. while we
defend the right,
Whenever we have met 'em our boys
have whipped the fight.
RaiI-splitter and his cabinet, to Spring
field soon will fly,
For If they stay in Washington they'll
root hog or die
Mr.. Bill Barnes had a new song after
every fight in Virginia. The people were
simply crazy with excitement and these
amateurs gave them a delightful di-
version. The singing hall was crowded
to overlooking. The dollars for soldiers
relief poured in. '
MRS. FELTON,.
THE DIXIE CAKE OF War TIME.
The closing years of the war times
were hardship years without doubt.
Sugar reached the price of $12 (Confed-
crate money! a pound before we failed
to buy sugar for our coffee, but 1t was
entirely too costly to make cakes or to
use for any other purpose than coffee
and tea sweetening.
The so-called coffee was made from
rye. parched and ground and also wheat
and sweet potatoes cut into small cubes
and dried in the sun awhile and then
parched brown in the oven with open
fireplace. But we were fond of cakes
that had sweetening in them, and we
used sorghum molasses (and regular
sugar cane syrup when we could get it,.
am copying here my standard recipe
and 1 might truly say l made many
dozens of Dixie cakes in that strenuous,
difficult war time
DIXIE CAKE.
six eggs, cups of molasses, / cup
of sugar, cups of flour, l cup of but
ter, 1 tablespoonful of spice, one Of
ginger l teaspoonful of soda, dissolved
in a little buttermilk.'
At one time there were a number of
officers encamped near Macon land
nearer our refuge farm, who were sent
there until recruits or conscript SOL
diers were gathered for command, and
time hung heavily on their hands. There
were also some girls around, who were
delighted to have the officers visit them,
and picnics were in fashion, etc. Final
ly, l was besought and besieged to give
a party" and I made Dixie cakes, boiled
a ham, made light bread in ovens, and
pickles of artichokes, and the crowd en-
joyed the party" and praised the re-
freshments ad libitum. We had little
platforms erected in the yard, covered
them foot deep in dirt and piled on fat
lightwood and had all the light we need
ed for the young people who chose to
play games in the open, and the whole
premises resounded with laughter and
gaiety. The girls primped a plenty and
the, officers were glad to have clean
shirts and shoes that were polished with
SCOT dissolved in sorghum syrup and
well brushed in the leather.
In less than a month General Wilson
raided over us, and the officers had to
hide in the canebrakes. Some of them
were more than glad to creep in before
midnight and sleep on pallets in our
front room until day-dawn.