1935 So Red the Nose or Breath in the Afternoon

Et'shine Cktldweli raises applejaek on God's Liittle Acre ERSKINE CALDVVELL—who lias been afarm hand, worker in a cottonseed oil mil!, reporter on the Atlanta (Georgia) Journal, hackdriver in Tennessee, book critic in Houston, Texas, and Char lotte, North Carolina, stage hand in a burlesque theater, ivaiter in the Union Station at A\ ilkes-Baire, professional football player, manager of a lecttire bureau, and incidentally novelist—writes froin Mount Vernon, Maine: I once ^vas dosed with a While Rome Burns cocktail, and I immediately took the pledge. A week after that ex périence I retired to my farm and have devoted ail my time since then to perfecting tvhat can now be named the— VOBA^CCO MtBAB Cocktail Please observe closely the following procédure: 1. Select in May six of your finest Mcintosh trees and place a hive of bees under each tree to insure the 'setting' of the blossoms. 2. Visit your treeswith a spraygun once a month until Oc- tober, and see to it that not an insect remains alive. 3. About the middle ofOctober gather by hand four bush- els of the finest Reds, selecting each apple for color, size and ripeness. 4- When these are ready to put into the'hopper 5f your cider mill, go back to the orchard and pick up two pecks of windfalls from the ground, carefully select ing the mostdecayed, wormiest and snail encrusted. 5. Mix the two gatherings and grind and press. 6. For three days and nights drink the sweetest cider youhaveever tasted, noting that no matter howmuch you drink, you can always find room for a little more. 7. On the fburth day you will discover that you have the hardest drink that ever blew a buncrhole."