<h2><SPAN name="No_IV" id="No_IV"></SPAN>No. IV</h2>
<h3>MAKING BREAD—(CONTINUED.)</h3>
<p>101. In the last number, at Paragraph 86, I observed that I hoped it was
unnecessary for me to give any directions as to the mere <i>act</i> of making
bread. But several correspondents inform me that, without these
directions, a conviction of the utility of baking bread at home is of <i>no
use to them</i>. Therefore, I shall here give those directions, receiving my
instructions here from one, who, I thank God, does know how to perform
this act.</p>
<p>102. Suppose the quantity be a bushel of flour. Put this flour into a
<i>trough</i> that people have for the purpose, or it may be in a clean smooth
tub of any shape, if not too deep, and if sufficiently large. Make a
pretty deep hole in the middle of this heap of flour. Take (for a bushel)
a pint of good fresh yeast, mix it and stir it well up in a pint of <i>soft</i>
water milk-warm. Pour this into the hole in the heap of flour. Then take a
spoon and work it round the outside of this body of moisture so as to
bring into that body, by degrees, flour enough to make it form a <i>thin
batter</i>, which you must stir about well for a minute or two. Then take a
handful of flour and scatter it thinly over the head of this batter, so as
to <i>hide</i> it. Then cover the whole over with a cloth to keep it <i>warm</i>;
and this covering, as well as the situation of the trough, as to distance
from the fire, must depend on the nature of the place and state of the
weather as to heat and cold. When you perceive that the batter has risen
enough to make <i>cracks</i> in the flour that you covered it over with, you
begin to form the whole mass into <i>dough</i>, thus: you begin round the hole
containing the batter, working the flour into the batter, and pouring in,
as it is wanted to make the flour mix with the batter, soft water
milk-warm, or milk, as hereafter to be mentioned. Before you begin this,
you scatter the <i>salt</i> over the heap at<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_60" id="Page_60"></SPAN></span> the rate of <i>half a pound</i> to a
bushel of flour. When you have got the whole <i>sufficiently moist</i>, you
<i>knead it well</i>. This is a grand part of the business; for, unless the
dough be <i>well worked</i>, there will be <i>little round lumps of flour in the
loaves</i>; and, besides, the original batter, which is to give fermentation
to the whole, will not be duly mixed. The dough must, therefore, be well
worked. The <i>fists</i> must go heartily into it. It must be rolled over;
pressed out; folded up and pressed out again, until it be completely
mixed, and formed into a <i>stiff</i> and <i>tough dough</i>. This is <i>labour</i>,
mind. I have never quite liked baker’s bread since I saw a great heavy
fellow, in a bakehouse in France, kneading bread with his <i>naked feet</i>!
His feet looked very <i>white</i>, to be sure: whether they were of that colour
<i>before he got into the trough</i> I could not tell. God forbid, that I
should suspect that this is ever done <i>in England</i>! It is <i>labour</i>; but,
what is <i>exercise</i> other than labour? Let a young woman bake a bushel once
a week, and she will do very well without phials and gallipots.</p>
<p>103. Thus, then, the dough is made. And, when made, it is to be formed
into a lump in the middle of the trough, and, with a little dry flour
thinly scattered over it, covered over again to be kept warm and to
ferment; and in this state, if all be done rightly, it will not have to
remain more than about 15 or 20 minutes.</p>
<p>104. In the mean while <i>the oven is to be heated</i>; and this is much more
than half the art of the operation. When an oven is properly heated, can
be known only by <i>actual observation</i>. Women who understand the matter,
know when the heat is right the moment they put their faces within a yard
of the oven-mouth; and once or twice observing is enough for any person of
common capacity. But this much may be said in the way of <i>rule</i>: that the
fuel (I am supposing a brick oven) should be <i>dry</i> (not <i>rotten</i>) wood,
and not mere <i>brush-wood</i>, but rather <i>fagot-sticks</i>. If larger wood, it
ought to be split up into sticks not more than two, or two and a half
inches<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_61" id="Page_61"></SPAN></span> through. Bush-wood that is <i>strong</i>, not green and not too old, if
it be hard in its nature and has some <i>sticks</i> in it, may do. The <i>woody</i>
parts of furze, or ling, will heat an oven very well. But the thing is, to
have a <i>lively</i> and yet <i>somewhat strong</i> fire; so that the oven may be
heated in about 15 minutes, and retain its heat sufficiently long.</p>
<p>105. The oven should be hot by the time that the dough, as mentioned in
Paragraph 103, has remained in the lump about 20 minutes. When both are
ready, take out the fire, and wipe the oven out clean, and, at nearly
about the same moment, take the dough out upon the lid of the baking
trough, or some proper place, cut it up into pieces, and make it up into
loaves, kneading it again into these separate parcels; and, as you go on,
shaking a little flour over your board, to prevent the dough from adhering
to it. The loaves should be put into the oven as <i>quickly</i> as possible
after they are formed; when in, the oven-lid, or door, should be fastened
up <i>very closely</i>; and, if all be properly managed, loaves of about the
size of quartern loaves will be sufficiently baked in about <i>two hours</i>.
But they usually take down the <i>lid</i>, and <i>look</i> at the bread, in order to
see how it is going on.</p>
<p>106. And what is there worthy of the name of <i>plague</i>, or <i>trouble</i>, in
all this? Here is no dirt, no filth, no rubbish, no <i>litter</i>, no <i>slop</i>.
And, pray, what can be pleasanter to <i>behold</i>? Talk, indeed, of your
pantomimes and gaudy shows; your processions and installations and
coronations! Give me, for a beautiful sight, a neat and smart woman,
heating her oven and setting in her bread! And, if the bustle does make
the sign of labour glisten on her brow, where is the man that would not
kiss that off, rather than lick the plaster from the cheek of a duchess.</p>
<p>107. And what is the <i>result</i>? Why, good, wholesome food, sufficient for a
considerable family for a week, prepared in three or four hours. To get
this quantity of food, fit to be <i>eaten</i>, in the shape of potatoes, <i>how
many fires</i>! what a washing, what a boiling, what a peeling, what a
slopping, and what a<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_62" id="Page_62"></SPAN></span> messing! The cottage everlastingly in a litter; the
woman’s hands everlastingly wet and dirty; the children grimed up to the
eyes with dust fixed on by potato-starch; and ragged as colts, the poor
mother’s time all being devoted to the everlasting boilings of the pot!
Can any man, who knows any thing of the labourer’s life, deny this? And
will, then, any body, except the old shuffle-breeches band of the
Quarterly Review, who have all their lives been moving from garret to
garret, who have seldom seen the sun, and never the dew except in print;
will any body except these men say, that the people ought to be taught to
use potatoes as a <i>substitute for bread</i>?</p>
<p> </p>
<h3>BREWING BEER.</h3>
<p>108. This matter has been fully treated of in the two last numbers. But
several correspondents wishing to fall upon some means of rendering the
practice beneficial to those who are <i>unable to purchase</i> brewing
utensils, have recommended the <i>lending</i> of them, or letting out, round a
neighbourhood. Another correspondent has, therefore, pointed out to me <i>an
Act of Parliament</i> which touches upon this subject; and, indeed, what of
Excise Laws and Custom Laws and Combination Laws and Libel Laws, a human
being in this country scarcely knows what he dares do or what he dares
say. What father, for instance, would have imagined, that, having brewing
utensils, which two men carry from house to house as easily as they can a
basket, <i>he dared not lend them to his son, living in the next street, or
at the next door</i>? Yet such really is the law; for, according to the Act
5th of the 22 and 23 of that honest and sincere gentleman Charles II.,
there is a penalty of 50<i>l.</i> for lending or letting brewing utensils.
However, it has this limit; that the penalty is confined to <i>Cities</i>,
<i>Corporate Towns</i>, and <i>Market Towns</i>, <span class="smcap">where there is a public Brewhouse</span>.
So that, in the first place, you may let, or lend, in <i>any</i> place where
there is <i>no public brewhouse</i>; and in all towns not <i>corporate or<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_63" id="Page_63"></SPAN></span>
market</i>, and in all villages, hamlets, and scattered places.</p>
<p>109. Another thing is, can a man who has brewed beer at his own house in
the country, bring that beer into town to his own house, and for the use
of his family there? This has been asked of me. I cannot give a positive
answer without reading about <i>seven large volumes in quarto of taxing
laws</i>. The best way would be to <i>try it</i>; and, if any penalty, pay it by
<i>subscription</i>, if that would not come under the law of <i>conspiracy</i>!
However, I <i>think</i>, there can be no danger here. So monstrous a thing as
this can, surely, not exist. If there be such a law, it is daily violated;
for nothing is more common than for country gentlemen, who have a dislike
to die by poison, bringing their home-brewed beer to London.</p>
<p>110. Another correspondent recommends <i>parishes to make their own malt</i>.
But, surely, the landlords mean to get rid of the <i>malt and salt tax</i>!
Many dairies, I dare say, pay 50<i>l.</i> a year each in salt tax. How, then,
are they to contend against Irish butter and Dutch butter and cheese? And
as to the malt tax, it is a dreadful drain from the land. I have heard of
labourers, living “in <i>unkent places</i>,” making their <i>own malt</i>, even now!
Nothing is so easy as to make your own malt, if you were permitted. You
soak the barley about three days (according to the state of the weather.)
and then you put it upon stones or bricks <i>and keep it turned</i>, till the
root <i>shoots out</i>; and then to know when to <i>stop</i>, and to put it to dry,
take up a corn (which you will find nearly transparent) and look through
the skin of it. You will see the <i>spear</i>, that is to say, the shoot that
would come out of the ground, pushing on towards the <i>point</i> of the
barley-corn. It starts from the bottom, where the root comes out; and it
goes on towards the other end; and would, if <i>kept moist</i>, come out at
that other end when the root was about an inch long. So that, when you
have got the <i>root to start</i>, by soaking and turning in heap, the spear is
<i>on its way</i>. If you look in through the skin, you will see it; and now
observe;<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_64" id="Page_64"></SPAN></span> when the <i>point of the spear</i> has got along as far as the
<i>middle of the barley-corn</i>, you should take your barley and <i>dry it</i>. How
easy would every family, and especially every farmer, do this, if it were
not for the punishment attached to it! The persons in the “unkent places”
before mentioned, dry the malt in their <i>oven</i>! But let us hope that the
labourer will soon be able to get malt without exposing himself to
punishment as a <i>violater of the law</i>.</p>
<p> </p>
<h3>KEEPING COWS.</h3>
<p>111. As to the <i>use</i> of <i>milk</i> and of that which proceeds from milk, in a
family, very little need be said. At a certain age bread and milk are
<i>all</i> that a child wants. At a later age they furnish one meal a day for
children. Milk is, at all seasons, good to <i>drink</i>. In the making of
puddings, and in the making of <i>bread</i> too, how useful is it! Let any one
who has eaten none but baker’s bread for a good while, taste bread
home-baked, mixed with milk instead of with water; and he will find what
the difference is. There is this only to be observed, that in <i>hot
weather</i>, bread mixed with milk will not <i>keep so long</i> as that mixed with
water. It will of course turn <i>sour</i> sooner.</p>
<p>112. Whether the milk of a cow be to be consumed by a cottage family in
the shape of milk, or whether it be to be made to yield butter, skim-milk,
and buttermilk, must depend on circumstances. A woman that has no child,
or only one, would, perhaps, find it best to make <i>some butter</i> at any
rate. Besides, skim-milk and bread (the milk being boiled) is quite strong
food enough for any children’s breakfast, even when they begin to go to
work; a fact which I state upon the most ample and satisfactory
experience, very seldom having ever had any other sort of breakfast myself
till I was more than ten years old, and I was in the fields at work full
four years before that. I will here mention that it gave me singular
pleasure to see a boy, just turned of <i>six</i>, helping his father to <i>reap</i>,
in Sussex, this last summer. He did little, to be sure;<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_65" id="Page_65"></SPAN></span> but it was
<i>something</i>. His father set him into the ridge at a great distance before
him; and when he came up to the place, he found a <i>sheaf</i> cut; and, those
who know what it is to reap, know how pleasant it is to find now and then
a sheaf cut ready to their hand. It was no small thing to see a boy fit to
be trusted with so dangerous a thing as a reap-hook in his hands, at an
age when “young masters” have nursery-maids to cut their victuals for
them, and to see that they do not fall out of the window, tumble down
stairs, or run under carriage-wheels or horses’ bellies. Was not this
father discharging his duty by this boy much better than he would have
been by sending him to a place called a <i>school</i>? The boy is in a school
here; and an excellent school too: the school of useful labour. I must
hear a great deal more than I ever have heard, to convince me, that
teaching children to <i>read</i> tends so much to their happiness, their
independence of spirit, their manliness of character, as teaching them to
<i>reap</i>. The creature that is in <i>want</i> must be a <i>slave</i>; and to be
habituated <i>to labour cheerfully</i> is the only means of preventing
nineteen-twentieths of mankind from being in want. I have digressed here;
but observations of this sort can, in my opinion, never be too often
repeated; especially at a time when all sorts of mad projects are on foot,
for what is falsely called <i>educating</i> the people, and when some would do
this by a <i>tax</i> that would compel the single man to give part of his
earnings to teach the married man’s children to read and write.</p>
<p>113. Before I quit the <i>uses</i> to which milk may be put, let me mention,
that, as mere <i>drink</i>, it is, unless perhaps in case of heavy labour,
better, in my opinion, than any beer, however good. I have drinked little
else for the last five years, at any time of the day. Skim-milk I mean. If
you have not milk enough to wet up your bread with (for a bushel of flour
requires about 16 to 18 pints,) you make up the quantity with water, of
course; or, which is a very good way, with water that has been put,
boiling hot, upon <i>bran</i>, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_66" id="Page_66"></SPAN></span> then drained off. This takes the goodness
out of the bran to be sure; but <i>really good bread</i> is a thing of so much
importance, that it always ought to be the very first object in domestic
economy.</p>
<p>114. The cases vary so much, that it is impossible to lay down rules for
the application of the produce of a cow, which rules shall fit all cases.
I content myself, therefore, with what has already been said on this
subject; and shall only make an observation on the <i>act of milking</i>,
before I come to the chief matter; namely, the <i>getting of the food for
the cow</i>. A cow should be milked <i>clean</i>. Not a drop, if it can be
avoided, should be left in the udder. It has been proved that the half
pint that comes out <i>last</i> has <i>twelve times</i>, I think it is, as much
butter in it, as the half pint that comes out <i>first</i>. I tried the milk of
ten Alderney cows, and, as nearly as I, without being very nice about the
matter, could ascertain, I found the difference to be about what I have
stated. The udder would seem to be a sort of milk-pan in which the cream
is uppermost, and, of course, comes out last, seeing that the outlet is at
the bottom. But, besides this, if you do not milk clean, the cow will give
less and less milk, and will become dry much sooner than she ought. The
<i>cause</i> of this I do not know, but experience has long established the
fact.</p>
<p>115. In providing food for a cow we must look, first, at the <i>sort of
cow</i>; seeing that a cow of one sort will certainly require more than twice
as much food as a cow of another sort. For a cottage, a cow of the
smallest sort common in England is, on every account, the best; and such a
cow will not require above 70 or 80 pounds of good moist food in the
twenty-four hours.</p>
<p>116. Now, how to raise this food on 40 rods of ground is what we want to
know. It frequently happens that a labourer has <i>more</i> than 40 rods of
ground. It more frequently happens, that he has some <i>common</i>, some
<i>lane</i>, some little out-let or other, for a part of the year, at least. In
such cases he may make a different disposition of his ground; or may do
with<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_67" id="Page_67"></SPAN></span> less than the 40 rods. I am here, for simplicity’s sake, to suppose,
that he have 40 rods of clear, unshaded land, besides what his house and
sheds stand upon; and that he have nothing further in the way of means to
keep his cow.</p>
<p>117. I suppose the 40 rods to be <i>clean</i> and <i>unshaded</i>; for I am to
suppose, that when a man thinks of 5 quarts <i>of milk a day</i>, on an
average, all the year round, he will not suffer his ground to be
encumbered by apple-trees that give him only the means of treating his
children to fits of the belly-ache, or with currant and gooseberry bushes,
which, though their fruit do very well to <i>amuse</i>, really give nothing
worthy of the name of <i>food</i>, except to the blackbirds and thrushes. The
ground is to be <i>clear</i> of trees; and, in the spring, we will suppose it
to be <i>clean</i>. Then, dig it up <i>deeply</i>, or, which is better, <i>trench</i> it,
keeping, however, the top <i>spit</i> of the soil <i>at the top</i>. Lay it in
<i>ridges</i> in April or May about two feet apart, and made high and sharp.
When the weeds appear about three inches high, turn the ridges into the
furrows (<i>never moving the ground but in dry weather</i>,) and bury all the
weeds. Do this as often as the weeds get three inches high; and by the
fall, you will have really clean ground, and not poor ground.</p>
<p>118. There is the ground then, ready. About the 26th of August, but <i>not
earlier</i>, prepare a rod of your ground; and put some <i>manure</i> in it (for
<i>some</i> you must have,) and sow one half of it with Early York Cabbage
Seed, and the other half with Sugar-loaf Cabbage Seed, both of the <i>true</i>
sort, in little drills at 8 inches apart, and the seeds thin in the drill.
If the plants come up at two inches apart (and they should be thinned if
thicker,) you will have a plenty. As soon as fairly out of ground, hoe the
ground nicely, and pretty deeply, and again in a few days. When the plants
have six leaves, which will be very soon, dig up, make fine, and manure
another rod or two, and prick out the plants, 4000 of each in rows at
eight inches apart and three inches in the row. Hoe the ground between
them often, and they<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_68" id="Page_68"></SPAN></span> will grow fast and be <i>straight</i> and strong. I
suppose that these beds for plants take 4 rods of your ground. Early in
November, or, as the weather may serve, a little earlier or later, lay
some manure (of which I shall say more hereafter) between the ridges, in
the other 36 rods, and turn the ridges over on this manure, and then
transplant your plants on the ridges at 15 inches apart. Here they will
stand the winter; and you must see that the slugs do not eat them. If any
plants fail, you have plenty in the bed where you prick them out; for your
36 rods will not require more than 4000 plants. If the winter be very
hard, and <ins class="correction" title="original: bady">bad</ins> for plants, you cannot <i>cover</i> 36 rods; but you may the
<i>bed</i> where the rest of your plants are. A little litter, or straw, or
dead grass, or fern, laid along between the rows and the plants, not to
cover the leaves, will preserve them completely. When people complain of
<i>all</i> their plants being “<i>cut off</i>,” they have, in fact nothing to
<i>complain</i> of but their own extreme carelessness. If I had a gardener who
complained of <i>all</i> his plants being cut off, I should cut him off pretty
quickly. If those in the 36 rods fail, or fail in part, fill up their
places, later in the winter, by plants from the bed.</p>
<p>119. If you find the ground dry at the top during the winter, hoe it, and
particularly near the plants, and rout out all slugs and insects. And when
March comes, and the ground <i>is dry</i>, hoe deep and well, and earth the
plants up close to the lower leaves. As soon as the plants begin to
<i>grow</i>, dig the ground with a spade clean and well, and let the spade go
as near to the plants as you can without actually <i>displacing the plants</i>.
Give them another digging in a month; and, if weeds come in the
mean-while, <i>hoe</i>, and let not one live a week. Oh! “what a deal of
<i>work</i>!” Well! but it is for <i>yourself</i>, and, besides, it is not all to be
done in a day; and we shall by-and-by see what it is altogether.</p>
<p>120. By the first of June; I speak of the South of England, and there is
also some difference in seasons and soils; but, generally speaking, by the
first of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_69" id="Page_69"></SPAN></span> June you will have <i>turned-in cabbages</i>, and soon you will have
the Early Yorks <i>solid</i>. And by the first of June you may get your cow,
one that is about to calve, or that has just calved, and at this time such
a cow as you will want will not, thank God, cost above five pounds.</p>
<p>121. I shall speak of the place to keep her in, and of the manure and
litter, by-and-by. At present I confine myself to her mere food. The 36
rods, if the cabbages all stood till they got <i>solid</i>, would give her food
for 200 days, at 80 pounds weight per day, which is more than she would
eat. But you must use some, at first, that are not solid; and, then, some
of them will split before you can use them. But you will have pigs to help
off with them, and to gnaw the heads of the stumps. Some of the
sugar-loaves may have been planted out in the spring; and thus these 36
rods will get you along to some time in September.</p>
<p>122. Now mind, in March, and again in April, sow more <i>Early Yorks</i>, and
get them to be fine stout plants, as you did those in the fall. Dig up the
ground and manure it, and, as fast as you cut cabbages, plant cabbages;
and in the same manner and with the same cultivation as before. Your last
planting will be about the middle of August, with <i>stout plants</i>, and
these will serve you into the month of November.</p>
<p>123. Now we have to provide from <i>December to May inclusive</i>; and that,
too, out of this same piece of ground. In November there must be, arrived
at perfection, 3000 turnip plants. These, <i>without the greens</i>, must
weigh, on an average, 5 pounds, and this, at 80 pounds a day, will keep
the cow 187 days; and there are but 182 days in these six months. The
greens will have helped put the latest cabbages to carry you through
November, and perhaps into December. But for these six months, you must
<i>depend</i> on nothing but the Swedish turnips.</p>
<p>124. And now, how are these to be had <i>upon the same ground that bears</i>
the cabbages? That we<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_70" id="Page_70"></SPAN></span> are now going to see. When you plant out your
cabbages at the out-set, put first a row of Early Yorks, then a row of
Sugar-loaves, and so on throughout the piece. Of course, as you are to use
the Early Yorks first, you will cut every other row; and the Early Yorks
that you are to plant in summer will go into the intervals. By-and-by the
Sugar-loaves are cut away, and in their place will come Swedish turnips,
you digging and manuring the ground as in the case of the cabbages: and,
at last, you will find about 16 rods where you will have found it too
late, and <i>unnecessary</i> besides, to plant any second crop of cabbages.
Here the Swedish turnips will stand in rows at two feet apart, (and always
a foot apart in the row,) and thus you will have three thousand turnips;
and if these do not weigh five pounds each on an average, the fault must
be in the <i>seed</i> or in the management.</p>
<p>125. The Swedish turnips are raised in this manner. You will bear in mind
the <i>four rods</i> of ground in which you have sowed and pricked out your
cabbage plants. The plants that will be left there will, in April, serve
you for <i>greens</i>, if you ever eat any, though bread and bacon are very
good without greens, and rather better than with. At any rate, the pig,
which has strong powers of digestion, will consume this herbage. In a part
of these four rods you will, in March and April, as before directed, have
sown and raised your Early Yorks for the summer planting. Now, in the
<i>last week of May</i>, prepare a quarter of a rod of this ground, and sow it,
precisely as directed for the Cabbage-seed, with Swedish turnip-seed; and
sow a quarter of a rod <i>every three days</i>, till you have sowed <i>two rods</i>.
If the <i>fly appear</i>, cover the rows over in the <i>day-time</i> with cabbage
leaves, and take the leaves off at night; hoe well between the plants; and
when they are safe from the fly, <i>thin</i> them to four inches apart in the
row. The two rods will give you nearly <i>five thousand plants</i>, which is
2000 more than you will want. From this bed you draw your plants to
transplant in the ground where the cabbages have<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_71" id="Page_71"></SPAN></span> stood, as before
directed. You should transplant none much <i>before</i> the middle of July, and
not much <i>later</i> than the middle of August. In the two rods, whence you
take your turnip plants, you may leave plants to come to perfection, at
two feet distances each way; and this will give you <i>over and above</i>, 840
pounds weight of turnips. For the other two rods will be ground enough for
you to sow your cabbage plants in at the end of August, as directed for
last year.</p>
<p>126. I should now proceed to speak of the manner of harvesting,
preserving, and using the crops; of the manner of feeding the cow; of the
shed for her; of the managing of the manure, and several other less
important things; but these, for want of room here, must be reserved for
the beginning of my next Number. After, therefore, observing that the
Turnip plants must be transplanted in the same way that Cabbage plants
are; and that both ought to be transplanted in <i>dry</i> weather and in ground
just <i>fresh digged</i>, I shall close this Number with the notice of two
points which I am most anxious to impress upon the mind of every reader.</p>
<p>127. The first is, whether these crops give an <i>ill taste</i> to milk and
butter. It is very certain, that the taste and smell of certain sorts of
cattle-food will do this; for, in some parts of America, where the wild
<i>garlick</i>, of which the cows are very fond, and which, like other
bulbous-rooted plants, springs before the grass, not only the milk and
butter have a strong taste of garlick, but even the <i>veal</i>, when the
calves suck milk from such sources. None can be more common expressions,
than, in Philadelphia market, are those of <i>Garlicky Butter</i> and <i>Garlicky
Veal</i>, I have distinctly tasted the <i>Whiskey</i> in milk of cows fed on
distiller’s wash. It is also certain, that, if the cow eat <i>putrid</i> leaves
of cabbages and turnips, the butter will be offensive. And the
white-turnip, which is at best but a poor thing, and often half putrid,
makes miserable butter. The large <i>cattle-cabbage</i>, which, when loaved
hard, has a strong and even an offensive<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_72" id="Page_72"></SPAN></span> smell, will give a bad taste and
smell to milk and butter, whether there be putrid leaves or not. If you
boil one of these rank cabbages, the water is extremely offensive to the
smell. But I state upon positive and recent experience, that Early York
and Sugar-loaf Cabbages will yield as sweet milk and butter <i>as any food
that can be given to a cow</i>. During this last summer, I have, with the
exception about to be noticed, kept, from the 1st of May to the 22d of
October, <i>five cows</i> upon the grass <i>of two acres and a quarter of ground,
the grass</i> being generally <i>cut up for them</i> and given to them in the
stall. I had in the spring 5000 cabbage plants, intended for my pigs,
eleven in number. But the pigs could not eat <i>half</i> their allowance,
though they were not very small when they began upon it. We were compelled
to resort to the aid of the cows; and, in order to see <i>the effect on the
milk and butter</i>, we did not <i>mix</i> the food; but gave the cows two
<i>distinct spells</i> at the cabbages, each spell about 10 <i>days in duration</i>.
The cabbages were cut off the stump with little or no care about <i>dead
leaves</i>. And sweeter, finer butter, butter of a finer colour, than these
cabbages made, never was made in this world. I never had better from cows
feeding in the sweetest pasture. Now, as to <i>Swedish turnips</i>, they do
give a little taste, especially if boiling of the milk pans be neglected,
and if the greatest care be not taken about <i>all</i> the dairy tackle. Yet we
have, for months together, had the butter so fine from Swedish turnips,
that nobody could well distinguish it from grass-butter. But to secure
this, there must be no <i>sluttishness</i>. Churn, pans, pail, shelves, wall,
floor, and all about the dairy, must be clean; and, above all things, the
pans must be <i>boiled</i>. However, after all, it is not here a case of
delicacy of smell so refined as to faint at any thing that meets it except
the stink of perfumes. If the butter do taste a little of the Swedish
turnip, it will do very well where there is plenty of that sweet sauce
which early rising and bodily labour are ever sure to bring.</p>
<p>128. The <i>other point</i> (about which I am still more<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_73" id="Page_73"></SPAN></span> anxious) is the
<i>seed</i>; for if the seed be not <i>sound</i>, and especially if it be not <i>true
to its kind</i>, all your labour <i>is in vain</i>. It is best, if you can do it,
to get your seed from some friend, or some one that you know and can
trust. If you save seed, observe all the precautions mentioned in my book
on <i>Gardening</i>. This very year I have some Swedish turnips, <i>so called</i>,
about 7000 in number, and should, if my seed had been <i>true</i>, have had
about <i>twenty tons</i> weight; instead of which I have about <i>three</i>! Indeed,
they are not <i>Swedish turnips</i>, but a sort of mixture between that plant
and <i>rape</i>. I am sure the seedsman did not wilfully deceive me. He was
deceived himself. The truth is, that seedsmen are compelled to <i>buy</i> their
seeds of this plant. <i>Farmers</i> save it; and they but too often pay very
little attention to the manner of doing it. The best way is to get a dozen
of fine turnip plants, perfect in all respects, and plant them in a
situation where the smell of the blossoms of nothing of the cabbage or
rape or turnip or even <i>charlock</i> kind, can reach them. The seed will keep
perfectly good for <i>four years</i>.</p>
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