, 1886-09-18

taste IL. AS lar as changing your paRer,
tho next fellow you try might be a jolly
sight worse. he mig 1T put In bone dust
or plaster of paris, or sulphate of copper
And, besides. half the authorizations are
in the fiour already, before it reaches the
baker. OF course, that doesn't prevent
his doing n little more on his own ac-
count"
And with that the matter dropped, so
far as the bread was concerned; but my
confidence was rudely haken
A few days later my analyst remhrkeo'
II don think much of this milk, and ne
forthwith appropriated n sample Tor anal.
ytical purposes. but finally was
to own that IL was not quite so DAD hs ne
expected.
ats n rascally shame" l said. "If one
! can't nut fnitn in the milk jug it's a bad
lookout for the blue ribbon gentlemen.
However. let us hope that the tea aud
coffee are all right"
".,ot likely" he rejoined. Nearly all tea
is faced, as they call 1t, more or less, and
the facing Is itself an adulteration. As
for coffee, you don't expect to get the
pure, do your It's sure TO be mixed with
chicory. anyhow, and very probably with
roasted acorns, beans, mahogany sawdust
or old tan. Baked horse liver occasion
ally; but that's an extreme case III, by
any remote chance, there wasn't anything
wrong In the original coffee, you get it in
the cnicory; and very often there are adul-
tcrations in botn; so you get 'em twice
over
III that's The case, no more ground coffee
for me. Wen grind our own. and then
VT are sure to be safe
"You mustn't make too cocksure OF
that. Some years ago an ingenious firm
took IA patent for IA machine to mold
chicory into the shape of coffee berries.
Smart chaps thosel And of course they
can put anything like that into the ohicory
before they work 1t up"
"That's pleasant, certainly. Then how
is one to procure pure ~coifeef"
~You can't secure it except by sending u
sample to us, or some other shop OF the
same sort. To have it analysed; and, If it's
wrong. prosecute your grocer for adulter-
alton. After doing that q few times he
might find ii didn't pay and give IL up"
"And how much would that cost"
Analysis Of n sample of coffee, ! guinea;
analysis Of butter, . guIneas; analysis of
milk, l guinea; analysis of tea, l guinea.
These are the regular charges for private
analyses
Rather expensive, 1t seems
The subject dropped. But a few days
later there CHANGED to be apple pudding
on the table. With the dish in question
my analyst had always been in the habit
of consuming brown sugar, and n good
deal of II Now, however, on the sugar
basin-the Communicating offered TO
Kim, he put on an expression "a If he hnl
been invited to partake of black draugnt.
Raw sugar No. thank you"
"Hillo, what's wrong with the sugar.
Is 1t all adulterated too
Very probably, he loftily replied. But
chat is a small matter. The genuine arti-
Gle is bad enough
bad enough Indignantly i%nterposed
my analysts mamma. "rhat's Mr.. Grit
ties very best moist-3 pence 3 firthings
n poundi'
Il dare say 1t is. If it was 4 pence it
wouldn't make any difference. Did you
ever hear of the sugar-mill, Acarus sac
chart"
NO; | can't say l ever did, said, and
| don't want to, either. We have had
enough of that sort of thing, and | am
not 4 ling to have any more agOnies over
every article we eat
l had again put my foot down. But it
was too late. | had even forbidden my
analyst, under penalty OF forfeiture of his
pocket money for several months to coma,
telling u5 anything whatever about the
food we eat or the drink we imbibe; but
the mischief was done. L have lost my
confidence in my feilowman, and still
more in my fellowman's productions. |
may try In an imperfect way to protect
our household, | may give the strictest or
ders that none but the refined EST of sug IT
shall he admitted into our store cupboard;
but who is to answer for the man who
makes the jam and the marmalads, or the
other man who makes the Mad ira cakes
and the three cornered tarts? And how
much is there that we have not heard /
have sileneed my analysts lip+, 1t is true;
but there is also a language OF the eyes, and
still more. n language Of the nose, and
when, with a scornful tip-tilt of the
latter, he says, mo, thank you" to any
thing, my appetite is destroyed for that
meal. This is morbid, no doubt. | am
quite aware that il is morbid, but l can't
help il. / I'M like Governor Sancho in the
island Of Barataria; my choicest dishes
are whisked away from me-or rendered
nauseous. which Is a. bad-at the bidding
of a grim being who calls himself Analyt-
ical Science, He may not know anything
about it; or he may DO lying; but mean
while he has spoiled my appetite, and
the dish may go away untasted for me.
Truly, n little knowledge is a dangerous
thing. The moral of my painful story is
obvious. | intend to brin. up the rest Of
my family, II possible, to occupations in
volving no knowledge whatever. English
Magazine.