Graham guardian., 1908-05-15
HOW ONE WOMAN MALE BUTTER
The Milk and Cream Kept loo
Long, and the Result Afts'
ChuTnlng unspeakahIe

of churniug, and the que stion OF
all Others is, "Why don't the but
Ter come?" After visiting thou
sands of farms all over Michigan
and in various other states during
the last ten years, and seeing all
SORTS and conditions OF churning
going on. it has often been won
der 10 me that the butter could,
by any sort If hook or crook, b.
induced to "come" at all.
Some time ago | went into a
local grocery store and stood walt
ing by the end OF the counter
where the butter was kept in re-
frgerator. In less than minute
nv instinct told me there was i'm
mediate need to "rescue the per-
ishing," and / began to look
around.
A large market basket, minus
the handle, stood on the counter
almost under my nose, and l sud
denly plucked up enough courage
to lift the old table cloth which
cover cd the contents like a shroud.
Under this cover | found another
whitish cloth. Lifting this found
the "perishing," all right. The
smell had attained to greater
heights than | could endure, 80
qaickly side-stepped to get out OF
range of the iuiquity that had been
perpetrat.d by the hand OF woman,
and by one who, seemingly, had
not appreciated the strength and
depth of her bandiwOrk.
As soon as the proprietor OF the
store saw me he came back and
motioped TO me to follow him out
of the back door. Then he went
IN and brought out the basket and
set il down on the grouLd. TAX
ing a spade be quickly dug bole
In the soft dirt and dumped the
stuff into its timely grave. He
quickly shovelled in some OF the
dirt to cut off the aroma before he
stopped to explain TO me the why
and wherefore of this peculiar per-
Torrance.
"Tbe maker of this stuff" said
ne, ais good customer of mine
She keeps only one or two cows
and has a large family. She brings
some butter in here every we k
for groceries and pays me cash for
several dollars worth besides. l
allow her a fair price for her odor-
ferrous grease, but ] can't think of
offering it for sale in this store, 1t
sometimes smells worse than a
city sewer IN August, and would
kill of my trade in less than forty
eight hours"
"Do you ever let the renovated
butter collector have this stuff!
And do the city bakers use it!'
"Sometim-s / let the renovated
butter man have 1t, but I've no
place to store il in hot weather un-
til l get enough of it to ship. Yes,
some bakers will use such butter
if il is not too rank. usually
take this woman's butter and bury
1, in the backyard, and ! can afford
to do so. The funny part of it is
that this woman really thinks she
can make good butter, but never
saw any Of it,"
l afterward inspected the farm
home of this buttermaker. She
was handling the milk from two
cows that had been MIXED tor
some time. The day | called she
had seventeen pans of milk stand
ing on the shelves in her pantry
Some of the milk had been skim
med four times, and it was moder-
ately warm weather, too. Sh
.churned twice a week.
The smell that penetrated m
nostrils when | entered the pantr
wns awful, and reminded me OF
dead cat, or something worse.
spt ke about it, but the woman sal
she did not notice anything diffri.
ent from what was natural, ah'
that there always was sort Il
smell from good cream anyway
tried to tell her how TO bandh
her cream and milk, but it was no
use.
"I've always made butter afle
my own rule" said she with Coz
siderable emphasis and knowirt
toss of ber head, "and I've mad IL
trouble whatever to dispose OF II
10 my grocerman downtown fol
several years. At first he used tt
crjticise il q little, and tell me ht
was foil of butter and could no
pay me what it was really worth
But ! told him be would take i
regular or | wouldn't buy any
more groceries of him, and tha
settled it,"
Some OF the pans of milk on th'
shelves were absolutely rotten
and the contents Of the cream Jal
smelled much worse. The churn
ing was duDe in the kitchen, ex
cept 10 hot weather, and the croau
frequently refused to allow itsel
70 be gathered and worked II
fact, ibis woman said the only
troubis che ever bad was tba
sometimes the butter wouldn'