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Jepson Field Book volume 66 page 38
clear, almost transparent with a faintly yellowish cast. And in the early morning when the chill is on the grapes. How delicious, how unbelievably satisfying, how stirring of exalted sensations scarcely to be name. Ah, to me, as a lad, it seemed as if this earth were well worth living in forever might one always have Muscat grapes; a gladsome place with a home vineyard at hand. One went to church and heard the thunder of unnamable terrors or at least fearful things. But one came home and went to the vineyard, to the Muscat vines, and all was well again. The church service became a figment or a passing soon-forgotten dream. It is true that there were    ::::::::: other grapes and some came before Muscats. There were Sweetwaters. They consoled a bit but were after all pretty poor things, much like sweetened water. They lacked utterly the vigorous exaltation of Muscats, nor were they even a promise, or hint of Muscat. They were almost, as nothing. _ Oct. 31, 1931. See p. 521. -The calamitous times, 1931-1933, economically, industrially, that have come upon the country recalls former hard times. Although only a young child and knowing nothing of it all, the hard times following the panic of 1873 caused certain impressions to lodge fast in the memory and I can consider that panic a bit and the hard times from remembrances of certain things. One of these remembrances relates to a song sung by
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