Howdy Ya'll, does anybody have any idea where I could get gallons of molasses? A coon bait that an old trapper who got old and died, 15 years ago, old Floyd Mcbeth... used to make, was made from Molasses.
Old Floyd sold all his traps to me a long time ago. He had some kind of disease and knew he was going to die, and told his wife, " these three #11 and #1 longsprings right here. [They were so old, about as old as him, 80 something} "these were the first traps I ever had. I have had them since I was a kid." And he had. They were basically unsalable they were so old. Floyd had them since he was in elementary school, {1900}
He told his wife, "Put these three fingers through the rings and a piece of string or wire would hold them there so I don't loose them"
[A long way to go all the way to heaven and to drop your traps because they were not tight in your hands.]
"And don't put any flowers over them either!" Old Floyd was planning his funeral and wanted those old traps in his hand when he was in his coffin.
He had had them all his life.
"My fingers are so thin three will go through the rings." he said And his wife would smile and say alright Floyd.
Anyway he would take a gallon of Molasses a little anise and tonquin musk and let it rot a couple of years and that was it!
I wrote old Floyd a letter when I was in Denver selling roofs, and later I found out that that was the last letter he ever got on this earth.
He died a few days later.
His wife took the letter to the hospital one day and said Floyd!
You have a letter!
Old Floyd was real sick and said I don't know anybody in Denver.
His wife kept on and finally he opened the letter and saw a picture of the 5 point buck I had shot up there and he sat up in bed and said : "that is from that guy I sold all my traps to! and a deer he shot!"
Old floyd got all excited and sat up and as his wife later said,
Floyd started talking and talked and talked, three hours, till he sort of ran down, reminising about the trail and the trapline. It was the last letter he ever got as he died a few days later.
I only met Floyd once but I never forget him. His coon lure is what I am refering to. He made commercial lure and sold it nationwide! I have three one ounce bottles right here on my desk! Old Floyd is gone but I can feel his presence every time I look at his old traps which are hanging in my fur shed right now, and I guess always will.
I still have some of the stuff he left me when he died. And it smells about as weird as it did 17 years ago! It is still as good to!
I was going to make some more just for fun but gallons of molasses?
Where could I get gallons?
