Back in the dim and distant past, when a certain silvery-voiced orator, later known as the “Grape-juice Spellbinder,” aspired to the highest rung of the political ladder, one of the certain advertising mediums to invade the peaceful atmosphere of Montana was a gloom-dispelling brand of whisky, labeled, “Sixteen to One.” Its platform was purity and its punch was prodigious. Having more exhilarating qualities than the ordinary mixture of alcohol, copperas, alkali water and chewing tobacco, it gained a certain renown, and was in great demand among the gentry of the range.…
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