Daily Los Angeles herald., 1883-06-12
A Girl With a Butter
Milk Cow.

Miss Winterblossom, OF Mur-
ray Hill. hns seen the summer
roses bloom and fade again at
Saratoga, Newport, Long Branch,
and other fashionable summer
resorts She herself has bloomed
until there is the faintest trace OF
fading.
"The doctor told ma" said
Miss Winterblossom to her bosom
friend, Miss Katawbaw Jones,
that | needed increased oxygena-
ton. A farm in the country was
the place to get abundance OF
fresh milk, butter, eggs, and the
other things that grow in the
country, you know"
This was one day of the present
week when both ladies' happened
TO be in town for the purpose OF
shopping. Miss Katawbaw Jones
at once noticed that her dear
friend was badly sunburnt
"My!' she said, "ain't you
tanned, Emma, dearF"
"Do you think it becomes meP
Charley sayes it does-just q
lovely brown, he says. You
know he is always raving about
the olive skins Of the sunny
South
This being n deliberate adver-
tisement of the fact that Miss
Winterblossom had a beau, a
luxury not possessed by Miss
Jones, the latter lady promptly
refused to make her friend happy
by asking who and what this
Charley was. Miss Jones chang
cd the subject.
"Do tell me, Emma, about the
life ON farm. Did you learn
how they made milk and all those
things that papa insists are 80
much better on farm than any
here else ?"
Eyes, dear, l saw it all; it's
not much"
Miss Winterblossom was not
pleased, because her friend ignor.
ed the existence of her Charles
"T saw them obtain milk.
Eggs grow, I suppose, for they
had to look a good deal to find
them. The only thing l did not
see was the buttermilk COW. /
suppose you have tasted butter
milk?"
No, never tasted it, but l
suppose it is compound of but
ter and milk-a sort of country
desert. l have always heard
papa say that milk was obtained
from cows-he was from the
country you know, but | never
had the faintest idea of the pro.
cess; something simple enough,
Ipresume.
II don't think it is so simple,
either for while the girl, Mary,
was able to pull a whole pailful
of milk from a cow, when l tried
with all my strength. nothing
came. And more than that, the
savage COW struck me a violent
blow with one of her limbs and
then ran away. Charley said it
was wonder the brute didn't
turn and eat me up on the spot.
He said the only safe COW for me
to approach was the COW that
gave the buttermilk. "
"Well, did you master sufficient
courage to attack her?"
Certainly l did. | desired
Mary to show me the buttermilk
COW as soon as l had fairly re
covered my feet from the attack
of that other COW. The girl
laughed and said l had better
wait till some other time when
the gentlemen were not around,
but | insisted upon being shown
the animal then and there. The
gentlemen all laughed because |
was so courageous, l felt certain
the animal could not be rs vici-
Gus as tho other COW, because
Charley had intimated as much.
However, I didn't have an oppor
tunity to do so then, because, as
they said, the buttermilk COW was
not then with the others, but was
at the house. The next day |
asked Mr. Filbert. the farmer, to
please pull the buttermilk COW.
He stared at me, and said he
guessed it must be tatfy. You
have no idea how much afraid
those country people are of being
guyed by city folks. But when
we return in September, | shall
be able to tell you everything
about the mysterious animal the
buttermilk COW. Goodbye, dear.
Goodbye"
The ladies kissed and parted.
Miss Katawba Jones, comment
ing ON Miss Winterblossom,
reached the following conclusion,
80 she has got beau; and
goodness knows, she has been
long enough about it. l wonder
now if that buttermilk COW isn't
some joke they have been playing
on her? I'll ask papa about it
when l get home.
And she did; but she wishes
now she had not done it.