Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1855-02-07
Butter and the Ladies.

skill in the management oil the dairy. both
the quantity and quality of the butter are
objects to be attained, but especially the lat.
ter. If your wife can set before you daily,
a good supply of this almost indispensable
requisite for good meal, you need not fear'
good man, but that your spouse is something
worth having for, if she is not already every
thing you wish her to be, depend upon it.
she will soon learn. Show US young lady
who is not ashamed to go to the dairy, skim
the milk, take the butter from the churn and
prepare it for the palate, as we'll as for the
table, and we will tell you, young man,
where you may get treasure for WIFE
To such as are looking out for better halt
we furnish the following history of two spe-
cimens of female ovelness. Take care that
you don't get the acorser half.
"Bread is the staff of life, but butter is
given to make it slip down easier and with
better relish But it depends something on
who makes the butter, whether it answers
this purpose. Butter made in Joe Bunkers
family needs to be eaten in the dark then
to make it pass well one or two other senses
should be laid aside-whe that made by his
brother Jonathan may he eaten in the full
blaze Of noon; you would wish your neck as
long again that you might have the pleasure
bic sensation Of swallowing prolonged. Per-
haps bit of the history Of their better
halves will explain the whole matter.
"Joe's wife was Sally Sly-when small
girl she was sly-she would not half wash
the milk pail and sly it away and let it sour
She was sly at school and did not half get
her lessons, but would have her book in
sight when reciting; but as she grew older
she learned that to get well married she must
appear well, and so she bent all her cunning
to get superficial education in every thing,
from roasting potatoe to playing the piano.
Poor Joe fell in love with her, and love
has no eyes,'-so he married her. But soon
after she entered on house keeping his eye
sight came, and he saw his Fix that it was
"ior better or worse and he thought it
was all for worse. Like a true philosopher
| he concluded to endure what he could not
avoid nor cure, aud got along tolerably well
only when he came to her butter-ior his
mother was a real butter-maker. Every
time he saw or tasted of Sally's butter he
felt the horrors. Her manner Of making
butter was something as follows: She thinks
it of no consequence whether the milk pail
is sweet ur sour-sets the milk in warm
room-because it is easier than TO 90 to the
cellar, and if some dirt should blow into
the pans she thinks every man must eat
peck of dirt, and in nothing will it slip down
easier than in butter she let's the cream
pots be open, and when she churns forgets
the poke; leaves the cream nearly at blood
heat tina. it may come quick. When she
takes it out of the churn she picks out the
bodies of the flies and spiders-the legs and
wings are so small they can be swallowed
She works out half the butter-milk and sets
it away in warm place for use. Poor Joe
has seen so much butter Of this kind that he
declares butter does not agree with his
health, and will not taste it. Yet his wife
wonders why he does not try it, and mar
vels why he does not keep dairy, aud make
butter Tor market.
Jonathan was younger brother of Joe,
and he had had occasion 10 eat at his broth.
ers enough to know why he could NO: eat
butter; aud he declared he never would mar.
ry withou: knowing what his bread would be
buttered with. Following the bent of his
fancy, he made several attempts at matrimo.
ny, and Julia Juniper almcst caught him, for
there was always good butter OH the table
at tea but he was determined to know who
made it. On inquiry-she says La me
mother makes the butter; | take lessons on
the piano. WELL says Johnalhan, want
wife that takes lessons on the churn-l
shall look further After several unsucces ..
full attempts, and just ready TO despair, he
started in pursuit Of stray cattle, before
breakfast, and wandered across the forest
into the corner of the next town, and weary
and hungry, called at a decent looking house
and asked for some retreshment, which was
most cordially granted, for the family were
what are called Scotch.lrish-in religion,
Presbyterian, and in hospitality, boundess.
Here he found The butter exactly right
though the weather was hot, the butter kept
its shape as well as bees.wax. He cate.
chised the old lady about her house wifery-
for the bread was as right as the butter. The
old lady said her health was feeble-she
could do but little, and Jenny had the whole
management He made some roundabout
inquiries concerning Jenny, and learned she
was hearty, black haired, black-eyed lass,
of about two and twenty; had never seen a
piano nor attended ball-but knew the
Assembly's catechsm; could sing Old Hun
dred to charm-spn fax and darn stock.
ings, and was then gone to town with butter.
He fingered, but she was delayed, and when
his excuses for staying were all exhausted
he started He could not get the good but,
ter out Of his mind; and how it happened
know not, he soon found his way there again,
and the result of his adventure was he made
a wife Of Jane NJ Kean. And now one lump
of his butter is worth more than all Joe S
wife would make in a month. There's no
trouble in going to n,arket-the keepers of
genteel boarding houses in the neighboring
village send and take it at the highest market
price.
Now the main difference in these two
women arises from their manner of training,
though there is no difference in natural dis.
positions. Old Madame Sly never looked
on to see that Sally did up her work right,
but suffered to sly of her work as she chose,