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EVERYBODY’S While the lowly elderberry, the humble cherry, the plebeian prune, have come into their own, the grape brings its weight in gold Practically overnight the grape and berry-growing in- dustry has become one of the vital interests of this land of the free. 18 Grapes at $250 the ton are a better invest- ment than potatoes nes grown to-day to the square inch were ever grown in th . of the real “wet season. From the stern and rockb coast of Maine to the Golden Gate of California the grape- vine to-day is jealously nourished. Statistics prove that in 1921 an increase of 86,000 acres of new vineyards were added lifornia’s plantings. This is but a circumstance to what is “growing-on” all over the coun- try; the man who isn’t growii rapes is growing thirsty. In 1921 the railroads transported over 400,000 tons of grapes which at 150 gallons to the ton represents a 600,000,000 gallon thirst. From $12 a ton, grapes have risen in value to the fancy price of $250. In 1920 ten times as many raisins were imported into this country, none of which were bought for the table. All of which goeth to prove that if Mr. Volstead had in mind nothing more than the private production of wine, he has eved an enviable success. The Italian puts his grapes in a vat. pair of rubber boot s into the vat and walks about till the grapes are crushed. To this pulp he adds water and sugar. After this is done he covers the vat with cheesecloth and leaves the thing alone for a few weeks till fermentation has finished. That done he pulls a plug out of the bottom of the vat, allowing the liquid to run into bottles or kegs. After a year or two he drinks the stuff. Ugh! © more gr: an soil the Then he pulls on a The fragrant honeysuckle, the colorful crimson rambler, have been supplanted by the succulent grape. Art, always a luxury, has given way to thirst which will not be denied Photographs by BrowN Bros. & UNbERwoop. EO