The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1890-10-20
THE ROYAL DAIRY.
A Visitor to Windsor Learns that
Buttercups are Called So Be-
cause They Make Butter
Yellow.

The dairy is of stone, erected, as the in
scription on the frieze tells us. in the
twenty first year of Victoria's reign. 1t
is attached to the dwelling house of the
dairy woman, or rather the dwelling
house is attached to il. The day was OPP
pressively warm, and the transition from
the outer air into its cool dim precincts
was most grateful.
The room is thirty-seyen feet long by
| twenty-three wide. 1t is lined through
outdoor, walls, and high roof-with
tiles in cool tones; bass reliefs on some
of these tiles represent the seasons and
| kindred objects. Medallion busts of the
royal family are inserted in the walls.
The dairy was built before the marriage
! of the Prince of Wales, and of those who
| have married into the royal family the
only medallion is that of the late Emperor
Frederick. On small brackets at one end
stand marble busts of Victoria and Al
bert. BY way of added decoration, bits
of precious old china are ranged on
shelves in shallow recesses- ind the
tables the floor is sunk a few inches, and
this cavity is kept filled with water, while
q pretty fountain in the centre OF the
room is constantly playing. h recep-
tacles for milk are of white china trimmed
with gilt, and the cream, to the eye, was
deIectable.
LIS DlbltI, VI hAlCA NUMEROUS paws O.
upon the cool marble, was truly golden,
though not more so than / have seen IN
New England kitchens. The dairy wo-
man, who was Scotch, said it was the
buttercups which the COWS ate that gave
to it its golden hue.
do you think so?n | said.
Certainly" was the reply. Butter is
always yellow after buttercups come.
And''-triumphantly-"that's why they
are called buttercups, because they make
the butter yellowr'
In an enclosure hard by the dairy were
feeding Myrrh, DewdroD and Totsie, and
the rest OF the herd of high bred Jerseys.
Across the way from the dairy stands
the avlary, u long low pavilion, in the
upper story of which the poultry keeper,
who is q woman. lives. Within its hand
some well kept precincts are pencilled
and black Hamburgs, Dorkings, game
fowl and Plymouth Rocks. Plymoth
Rocks in a royal aviaryi Shade of George
iii They are excellent layers, the poul-
try woman told me. The royal table is
supplied with fresh eggs from the aviary,
but not the royal kitchen.
One solitary golden pneasant-gorgeous
creaturel-had his house and run to him.
self. his mate having died. There were
only two varieties of doves in the pretty
dovecot, the ring and carrier doves.
A superb white peacock, who was
preening his feathers, and in the opera
ton spreading wide his tall IN a complete
circle, was let out that l might see him
in all his glory. He at once started OFF in
pursuit of a rival, with whom he would
fight to the death if not prevented.
Broods of small white turkeys not
many days from the shell were summing
themselves on the green lawn, secured
by wire MEETINGS from the depredatlons OF
the jackdaw, which, Notwithstanding the
TACT that he is a great frequenter of the
church" is an arrant thief and chicken
killer. Here, at Windsor, he is housed
royally in open spaces of the masonry
near the summit OF the great round tow
err, left for that purpose by the architect.
An artificial lake with a small island,
shaded by a weeping willow, serves as a
| swimming pond for the ducks. The aviary
stands in a sunny dell, and never had
| fowls a more charming roost1ng place.
| The woman unlocked a door to show
what she said she did not show to every
one, 'but you have come SO far" viz
the rooms fitted up for the Queen when
she drives around to see her poultry.
| There are two of these rooms. carDeted
and costly furnished. In glass cases
| against the walls are stuffed fowl-pheas-
| ants, Seabright bantams, a pigeon once
| tossed into her carriage as a token of
| good will when she was in Ireland, a
| curious Japanese pair, and even a fluffy
white duckling-favorites or gifts.
/ sat down and fingered here for a little
time. In doing so l seemed to come near
the home life of the good Queen whose
domestic virtues have SO endeared her to
her peopIe.-Mrs. Frances "A. Humphrey
in Harper's Bazaar.