The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-05-05
The Cow Tree.

Sir Joseph Hooker, of London, pub
fishes description of tree which has
been discovered called the COW tree"
which gives milk when an incision is
made in the bark. Several of the trees
have been brought to England, and they
are being watched with much curiosity.
Nothing could have been discovered that
would more effectually fill the bill, and
fill the want long felt, than the COW tree,
and we shall herald its introduction into
this country with great joy. The par
ties who are interested in the propaga-
ton of the COW tree can send us two or
three by express. We do not want full
sized COW trees, but just saplings, or
calves. With few such trees in the
front yard the citizen can make up
faces at the driver of the milk wagon,
and bid him defiance. Instead of going
forth in the morning armed with milk
ticket and a tin basin, a man can take
his little Ratchet and pail and cut
hole in the COW tree, sit down under its
outrageous shade and let Nature take
its course. The farmer will have no
more kicking cows to contend with,
but can let his COW tree milk
itself, while he sits down at the root of
his milk-producer and smokes his
pipe or plays seven-up with the hired
man. There will be no more hosting
there" no tail to switch in his face, and
no more will the COW tree get nervous at
having its bag agitated by the rough
hand of the farmer, and kick the milk
stool through the granger. There will
be no more fodder to throw down, no
more bran mashes to mix and no calves
to wean. The COW tree will take work
off the tired farmer, and he can 90 to
town to attend the lodge without hur-
rying up the milking, as. the girls can
mind the dairy. 1t will be a mighty
poor girl that can not milk COW tree.
The improvements over the COW will
be numerous. By building an ice house
near the COW tree one can have ice
cream. Instead of driving the cows up
from the pasture at night and stopping
them, and sitting cramped up, milking
with one hand and fighting mosquitoes
with the other, the farmers daughter
can have a double seat under the COW
tree, and take pail and a lover and
90 out to milk, and while the COW tree
isgiving down its blessings the young
people can put in the time sparkling No
family should be without a COW tree,
and we trust the day is not far distant
when the old-fashioned COW will only be
raised for beef, the calf that is now
more trouble than he is worth will not
be tolerated at all, and the COW tree
will grow in profusion, always ready to
fill patent pail full of rich milk, and
not hook the daylights out of the mixer
In the days that are coming there will
be no COW to tie up nights, no danger of
a raid on the garden by the horned,
four-footed tramp that unhinges gates,
and no cow-bell to keep whole neigh
borhood awake nights. We take it for
granted that the COW tree will not wear
a cow-bell, and that it will not below
mournfully and paw the earth when
people are trying to sleep. We hail
the cow tree as brother and bid it
welcome. Good-by, old Brindle. You
have been faithful servant and have
given milk when you had to, but you
have gone off and got lost when most
we needed milk, and when you came
back you were not worth continental.
You never knew enough to come home
without having barefooted boy sent
after you, and you would eat leeks when
you knew we were going to have COM
pany, and your milk was bad. Step
aside, Brindle, and give the COW tree q
chance.-Peck's Sun.
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