138 ILLINOIS STATE DAIRYMEN'S ASSOCIATION. 



dairy school -md all tlie cjieesemakers be obliged to take lessens from 

 iiim. 



It has been my misfortune of late to live at hotels and restatirants 

 and boarding houses and to change from place to iDlaee. I have had to- 

 eat, of necessity, not from choice, things I knew not of. I have had set 

 before me things that \^ ere fearfully and wonJerfully made, among 

 them something that had the semblance of butter — in fact had been 

 bought and sold as butter, and I had to eat it for butter or go without. I 

 have had to contend with other things, too numerous to mention, that 

 would not bear the in\estigatiorxS of an inquiring mind. As a result of 

 a continued diet of this kind I have been seeing things at night. Instead 

 of sleeping the sleep of the just and dreaming of green fields and cherry 

 blossoms and garden things, and the dairy house with the "Cooley" cans 

 full of rich milk submerged in crystal clear ice water, o^ hearing the huDi 

 of the separator. I have been awakened hj the sobs of the dairy maid, who 

 in the natural orders of things, should be happy and cheerful as forth ta 

 milk she goes. The air in my room becomes oppressive, the green fields 

 disappear in the distance, the co^vv^ thro v.- up their heads and tails and take 

 to the w^oods as if pursued by a swarm of gad files, a huge monster tears 

 out the side of my room and stand? at the foot of my bed. It is an octopus. 

 It has the face of a hog and the breath of its nostrils is greasy and hot 

 like the fumes of a slaughter-ho'.ise. It has great snake-like arms or 

 tentacles that squirm and twist and reach out in all directions; intwined 

 in one of these it has a dairyman and in another a cheesemaker. and he- 

 is squeezing the life out of both of them. The horrid thing has his ugly 

 ears filled with cotton, saturated with oil. so he can not hear his victims, 

 but they are yelling and praying for help and although other dairymen 

 hear them they do not come to their relief, and now the horrid monster is 

 reaching for me. I feel that my time has come, cold chills run down my 

 back; I cover my head with the bed clothes and faint. 



Ladies and gentlemen, I hope th.at none of you will get to seeing^ 

 things at night, but if j'^ou should, you will then be ready to rejoice with 

 me that our schools and colleges aie beginning to educate the young to be 



