Word: sorghums
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...Lease. The rains had hardly stopped before seed stores had a rush of buyers, and thousands of farmers-many of whom had not made a crop for three long years-were out on tractors hopefully preparing to plant cotton or sorghum. It was certain that miles of drear range would be green, at least for a time, this spring, and great areas of winter wheat that had escaped complete ruin got a new lease on life. Drought persisted in central and western Kansas, much of southwestern and central Nebraska. Most of Colorado and New Mexico got little if any rain...
Though there have been great changes around New Haven (pop. 563), Dr. Greenwell finds that many of his patients still live mainly on sowbelly, sorghum, hominy grits and turnip greens. It must be pretty good fare, he says, because he rarely sees a case of diet deficiency (though he does report an occasional deficiency due to too little food and "too much bourbon)." And while he gives full credit to lifesaving antibiotics, Dr. Greenwell still carries sugar pills (see below) in his bag. "They're one of the best remedies," he says, "for people who don't really...
...with the mint julep and Mississippi with the planter's punch. Kentucky has never questioned Mississippi's glorious heritage as the originator of planter's punch. That drink is not without merits, either. It is made of rum, and rum is made of molasses from the sorghum cane that Mississippians revere as we Kentuckians love the billowing blue-grass." He paused. "It is," he concluded, "highly palatable in emergencies and an excellent mosquito repellent at all times...
...long as sorghum hangs heavy, golden-rod gilds the fields and black bass sail fat and complacent on river bottoms, our constitutional and, let us hope, indigenous heritage of godliness should be able to circumvent Cicada McCarthys, Cicero citizens and their contemporaries...
...Texas river bottoms the sweet gum trees were tinged with yellow. At night, deer jumped the wire fences to nibble at the heavy-headed sorghum. The rivers ran low and clear, and yellow cats, black bass, carp and perch sailed lazily in their depths, too fat to bother with baited hooks. In northern Michigan, the bow & arrow boys, 18,000 strong, patiently honed their two-and three-bladed arrows, tentatively twanged their 5O-lb. bows, got out their brown-and-green camouflage suits, the grease paint and burnt cork for blacking their faces while stalking the wary deer...