New Britain herald., 1919-08-09
"SUGAR" SAYS HANK LONG" AND THEN RAMBLES FROM THE SUBJECT AS USUAL

brings 10 mind the enormity of the crime. At once one sees the utter fol- ly as well as the wickedness of so do- ing, especially when one takes into consideration Connecticut soil, and that by so doing making sugar man. ufacturers paupers.
 I have just traced the origin of sugar. It was in the garden of Eden, when Eve arising on the first morning of her life and absently reaching for a hair pin and natural ly not finding it said, Sugar" After that day, Adam was kept pretty busy.
 Seriously, though, the sugar ques- ton is becoming a menace to the comm unity at large as we'll as to those who ought 10 be chained up. I'll tell you what I mean. I have a sister. She loves to- can. She gets up in her sleep to can. It is no un- common sight for me to see her at all hours of the night wandering aim lessly around with a big brass kettle in one hand, and someties a boot or poker in the other. Last week,
 
 ton in the kitchen. I arose and donned my evening clothes, for I never appear in public outside evening clothes, unless it's evening. I de- scended to the kitchen, snapped on the electric, and was horrorfied to sec my sister with a big carving knife and our Pills Chats our Boston Bulls name) on the table, while my dear sister-shc who is so kind and gentle and good and loving and motherly and the Lord knows what not. There she stood fast asleep, and making as though she was about to decapitate our Pills, only she had the dogs tail in her hand instead of his head. Now. if you know any thing whatever about dogs-especial- 1y Boston Bulls you know the tail, with little imagination resembles one of these yard beans which might have been d little shrivelled with heat or something like that. We'll I rushed up and as l reached for the dog l heard my sister humble, Gan, can, can. what 1 can 1 can, what l cant can, I cant can and damn If l can can, can, can All this time she kept tapping the floor with her bare foot. It was awful! I awakened her ana when SIC saw the dOS, dHu after I told what she was trying to do, she went right off in mysteries, and before we could bring her to, my brother had to go and buy her diamond ring Yes sir. This has sort of distracted her attention from canning, but I'll bet within another week she'll be at the old game again -ah, that is if, sugar takes a drop, and I for one hope the goodness it won't. Why the whole house is sticky and my sister is frightfully neat in her housekeeping. I went to the Bible today to look up a silver plated text, and do you know ] found John stuck to St. Matthew, while St. Peter was stuck on Liberty Bond my sister must have been hiding from her husband. l suppose the dear girl must have become tired perhaps one day while ning-disCouraged per haps, thinking possibly that there would be no canning in Heaven and to verify this had gone to the Bible to find out forgetting poor, dear, in- nocent soul that she was uncon- sciously making Siames Twins of the Apostles.
 l was very much interested in MT. Coldslaw's" letter as to why he can't obtain sugar, but l am sure that as soon as the sugar magnates see this article in the Herald, they'll try to inveigle me with a s100.00 bill not to write any more bout sugar. Do you suppose I'd take it? Do you suppose I'd be so mean, and base as NOT to take it, when our country is so much in need of sugar?
 HANK LONG.