352 . THE PHILADELPHIA FLORIST [No 12 



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es-jlife in city and country ; and so generally are the denizens of the city 5 

 (jP disposed to be satisfied with foreign beverages, that the subject of milk, 

 except as a mere coloring to their tea and coffee, is little thought of — 

 then the family is pleased to call it cream, and a small portion, a 

 trifling dose, finds its way into our breakfast cup ; so small indeed is 

 the quota, that if it were generally worse than it is, it would not 

 poison us omnivorous animals. We, however, have thought it right 

 to ask our friends what this is that they generally use ; whether it is 

 cream or milk, or water and milk, or both, or neither, but they will 

 not answer us, for they neither know nor care, at least many of them ; 

 and why should we be officious, or poke our fingers into our readers' 

 coffee cups or milk pitchers. We do it from principle. 'Tis true, 

 we may not yet have arrived at the unenviable condition of the Lon- 

 don public, who have been exhibited to the civilized world, and to 

 themselves, as consumers of the most loathsome material under the 

 name of milk, hawked from dealer to dealer — decocted by this one, 

 concocted by that — until the article called milk undergoes so many 

 metamorphoses, that the consumer just takes it for granted that it is 

 milk, or i( it is not, it has a little of the color, or if not much of that, 

 it will impart a color to his coffee or congou, and satisfy his visitors 

 that at least the usual provision was made for the procuring of the 

 article milk, or last and most soothing the final conclusion, that no 

 better could be had. Oh no! we are far from this state of things in 

 Philadelphia or New York. We do not hear continually of govern- 

 ment employing chemists to analyse and report the increase or decrease 

 of crime or fraud in this commodity, but we get along pretty smooth- 

 ly, and receive most, if not all our milk, from the sweet healthy 

 atmosphere of the country, and we prove at once that this is the case, 

 for behold, we may see the milk waggon plodding along at all hours 

 of the morning to the city, with its load, and jaded attendants, who 

 have not a chance of resting at their proper time. How long the 

 milk waggon will thus continue to make its visits we cannot say, for 

 the country is every year becoming more distant, and alas, we fear 

 cattle jobbers and milk jobbers will but too soon begin to make 

 extensive city dairies, and bring our milk sheds to our doors. We 

 are not without specimens already, but how soon and rapidly they 

 will multiply. Our object then is merely to call attention to the 

 proper treatment of the invaluable cow, the second mother of the 

 human family, to crave for her wants a little more attention, to make 

 her owners think that she too loves fresh air, fresh water, clean food 

 and a clean bed, and that in doing this for her, she will duly reward 

 them in return. We have seen cows carefully attended to, cleaned, I 

 aired, exercised, treated with clean food, provided with fresh and ,-P 

 j\) wholesome drink, preserved from noxious vapours by preserving around j^ 



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