Norwich bulletin., 1921-06-03


 am very fond of cheese. To me the old story of tho Kentucky colonel and the Vhisaey always suggests cheese. The Kentuckian, you may remember, once de- clared that there only two kinds Of whiskey-good whiskey and bet ter whiskey. To my taste, there are only two kinds of cheese-good cheese and better cheese. But the cost, latterly, has been too much for my rurally slend- CT pocket-book.
 LndEe, therefore, of my satisfaction, a week or two ago, al seeing in the pa pers an announcement that cheese was way "off' on the market The biggest two cheese-producing centers of the coun- try are Michigan and the Utca-Little Falls district of New York. From both came the same report: cheese-makers were offering their best cheese at the fac tories for twelve cents pound and couldn't sell it, even at that pre-war price
 Al last I can have another piece of cheese 7" was my joyful thought.
 Please note, here. curious reveIa- ton of human nature. Cheese comes from milk produced by farmers. Any large reduction in the price of cheese necessarily means a corresponding reduc- ton in the payments to farmers for milk. on and l agree that prices paid to farm CTS are a-Nady small enough and both dep,ore any tendency towards still farth- CT decrease. I. al any rate. have been pretty outspoken in my compla ints about ihe lowering Of what the statisticisns cal farm prices" And yet, at this announcement of 3 decrease in the cost nf cheese, which implied an equal de- crease in the farm price" for whole milk. l was naturally tckled :. Such is ne inconsistency of that muddy muss- up which we call human nature"' Ns have snid. like cheese. I like it vourG I liko it old I like it toasted. like it cold: white as chak or yellow as -0ld fresh and mild or tnct with mold Ard my selfish appetite for another good D z hunk of if quite overwhelmed any -ltruistia devotion I may have felt for t'ie welfare of the dairy farmers It's a th nS 10 be ashamed of. as you'll all ad- nit. Nor do I expect your own knowl- ad-1 of your own like inconsistence is along lines of your own personal de- sires to modify your condemnation of vine. But confession is said 10 be good -or the soul and I feel somewhat better already. now that have 'fessed up be. fore the whole ten thousand of you.
 RHt there's more to come about that cheese. There's another chapter to tht s'0-y. You'll observe. before ga through. that the Announcement hasn' been what it promised I've had wha Aunt Betsy used 10 call my "come-up nance." My cutburst of seifshnes: hai met ifs merited reward. As most read CTS of stories always turn 10 the bacl nsro first to see how things arc com ing ont in the end. I'll say right hero a1 ir rfiC ,'a varn. that l haven't got my cheese yc and see no immediate likelihood of m! doing so.
 As has heeR said | noticed that th, o--einal price of cheese was down. [, W-l[c cents at the factories EXamin atom Of inc market reports showed tha was wh0l-saling in New York city a rom thirteen to fifteen cents Yer, Esli in my countrihed innocence figur st out that if the retailer bought thu very best st fifteen cents g. pound, h. would make thrty-three per cent. prof ss.ling it at twenty cents. And I coul afford a least haf-a- pound at that ra tt so ! started out to get it.
 The first store I stopped at l asked What yo gettin for cheese now? Forty cents how much d'y want?" wa he reply. "Oh, you're too high" an swcred So I cranked up the fivver an sassed along to another store, two mile away.
 What's cheese worth, today?" wa ny greeting al this second store Fort .ents,' was again the reply. I shoo my head mutely, pushed in the clutch an .tarted for the third store, five mile farther on.
 This time I didn't stop the car or gt -ut. The store-keeper was in the dool way and l rather brusquely flung oJ ne demand: "Got any cheese 2" "Um-b- nm" was the answer, which 1 interprcte 10 mean that he had What ye gettil for it7" The response came as if a the monographs in town had the san record Forty cents a pound" An -eIlin' very much, are yer" said I a -arcasticaLy as I could, az I threw the clutch again.
 By tiis time the spirit of the hunt WI