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Hope Farm Notes 
Eating. —I conehule that a man makes a mistake in talking 
too much about what lie eats or when aiul how he eats it. I do 
not know of anyone more tiresome than the person who i.s con- 
tiimally writing and talking about “health.” I rail most of it 
rather unhealthy “literature." I confess that I have done my 
full share' of this in talking baked apples and baked beans. I 
understand that several men i-ath(‘r along in years have been 
advised by doctors to go a little slow on baked aitples. These men had rather high 
“blood pressure,” and acid food is bad for that. Such men may well have the same 
number of apjdes bak<*d. but give most of them to the children—u.sing more cream on 
what they do cousiune. As foi- baked beans I seem to have stirred up more discussion 
<tver that humble dish than I could over the tariff or the new revenue bill. 
Skim-Mii.k CAJ.VES. —I was raised mainly on baked beans, brown bread, skim- 
milk and codfish. My children want to use butter on gingerbread and pour thick 
cream over their cereal. Had I attempted to do that at their age I should have been 
taken out behind the barn and intrcaluced to a shingle. Since learning the latest facts 
about cream and butter I think it a good thing for the children to eat them freely, but 
old habits have clung to me. No man ever gets very far away from the natural habits 
of the first 20 years of life. He may go through life on a sort of dress parade of good 
behavior, but when he gets out of sight of the eye of “society"’ or of his wife, he goes 
back to nature. Another reason why I 
and each diner found his stanchion as in¬ 
dicated on the card. What do they call 
a “balanced ration”? Well, here it is—- 
you may judge for yourself! 
Menu. 
Little Neck Cocktails. 
Westmoreland Soup, au Mad^re. 
Celery Clives Almonds 
Crown of Sea Bass, with Cucumbers. 
.Medaillon of Filet of Beef, Fresh 
Mushrooms. 
I’otatoes, Palestine. 
(ireen Peas sautd in Butter. 
G ra pefruit, .Maraschi no. 
Breast of Duckling, a la Tyrolian. 
Hearts of Romaine Salad, Itussian 
Dressing. 
Bombe of Vanilla and Strawberry. 
Assorted Petits 'Fours. 
Coffee. 
Wines a la Carte. 
"Balanced Ration.” —Now does the 
Hoi»e Farm man undertake to .say that 
liis dinner of baked beans, asparagus. In¬ 
let others have the cream is that I don't 
want to get fat' A fat man hardly seems 
fully appropriate in war times. He pre¬ 
sents too much of a target for the enemy. 
So I talk skim-milk, and this has roused 
the ire of a woman in New England. 
“Why, you poor skim-milk calf!” she 
says, “break away from your baked beans 
and fish balls and eat I'eal food. Go 
down into Lancaster Co., Pa., and live 
on the cream of the farm a while. What 
is a farm for if not to feed the family on 
the best the earth affords? You poor 
fkiin-milk calf —I’m sorry for you!” 
High Living. —There is much more of 
it, and several repetitions of that “skim- 
milk calf”, so that must be my picture I 
This lady should have seen the Hope 
Farm man at the recent banquet of the 
American Jer.sey Cattle Club. Here was 
a repast as far removed from baked beaus 
and skim-milk as the human imagination 
can travel. The Jer.sey cow has been 
called a rich man's plaything. The rich 
man part of the statement is correct, for 
there are probably more millions grouped 
around the ,Tersey cow than ai’e asso¬ 
ciated with any other animal. The 
“plaything” part of it is all wrong. The 
Jersey is no “spoiled darling” of a rich 
family, but by solid worth and quality 
has proved herself one of the world’s 
great workers. You may imagine there¬ 
fore. that when these wealthy breeders 
groui)ed themselves for the annual dance 
around their cow there was no skim- 
milk about the performance. 
Well Fed I —I presume a man may be 
as thin as a rail, and yet have a fat bank 
account, but usually we associate a well- 
larded stomach with a fat wallet. It 
might be possible for a living skeleton to 
make a successful butcher, or to shine as 
a hog or fat c -ttle breeder, but it would 
not seem quite natural. Through some 
strange outcome of nature there were a 
This is your Stanchion 
few thin men at that banquet. They may 
have been “skim-milk calves,” like my¬ 
self, but most of those Jersey breeders 
were certainly fine, ivell-rounded speci¬ 
mens—consumers of whole milk. Years 
ago I worked with cow-punchers—thin 
and wiry through association with thin 
and bony cattle. Here was a company of 
cow pauncher.s—if I may use such an ex¬ 
pression—made so by the live wire of 
.Jersey blood in their cattle. Those cow 
punchers hooted at the “little Jersey” in 
those old days. “No beef producer— 
can’t even put tallow on her own 
bones!” I realized what a base calumny 
this was as one after another of these 
.Jersey men got up and extended himself 
over the table! .Some breeds of cattle 
may “put tallow on her own bones,” but 
the .Jersey is more generous, she builds 
fat on the bodies of her human friends 
and associates. The Wisconsin scientists 
have shown that cream and butter con¬ 
tain a principle which promotes growth. 
I will defy anyone to attend a banquet 
of .Jersey breeders, and deny the state¬ 
ment. It surely was a gathering of men 
and women who represented the cream of 
cattle breeders and high upon the wall, 
her picture draped with American flags, 
one of the .Jersey cream queens looked 
calmly down upon us. 
The Banquet. —At home it was our 
night for a supper of asparagus, bread 
and butter and rice pudding. Surely “a 
dinner of herbs” wiith the great accom¬ 
paniment. Here at the Waldorf-Astoria 
they had left out the “stalled” ox and 
The Call 
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a Balanced Ration 
dian pudding and fruit could equal that? 
The chemist is the man of hmt resort, 
and if he picked both rations apart he 
would find just about the same propor¬ 
tion of protein, fat and carbohydrates in 
each. But the chemist cannot analyze 
necessity and pleasure. I wont to such a 
also the quality which sometimes goes banquet once where the giver, in the 
with it. At the top of the card was the mfdst of all the splendor, could eat noth- 
picture shown above. The outline draw- ing but a bowl of crackers and milk ! As 
ing of the .Jersey makes her seem a little living, thrilling parts of this .Jersey “bal- 
portly, but the typical .Jersey breeder anced ration” were the music, the flowers, 
might stand a little more flesh. On our the friendship and the confident loyalty 
dinner tickets we found the picture of to the Jersey cow. Thus it is not entirely 
two calves on the run for .Jersey milk, a matter of protein, fat and carbohy- 
June 2, 1917. 
drates in making an agreeable ration. As 
man climbs up in civilization he wants to 
put more and handsomer clothes upon 
the pleasure and necessities of life. I 
have no doubt there were men at that 
table who, in their younger, struggling 
days, enjoyed their protein in pork and 
beans, and found in it the satisfactory 
leanness of youthful energy. It is* but nat¬ 
ural that they should now prefer to have 
it dressed in the “breast of duckling.” 
What is civilization after all? It can 
ri.se no higher than the thought and per¬ 
formance of the great middle class of 
the people. That is its constant force. 
The rich and great only t~”ch it and add 
a dimple or a pimple as their touch is 
serious or thoughtless. 
Another Banquet. —The Hope Fann 
man went through it to the “wines a la 
carte,” and tin u switched off tv ice water 
as the majority of others did. There 
should hin*e been a bottle of .Jersey milk 
to make it well rounded out. Tliere was 
a constant run of music awl entertain¬ 
ment, as the balanced ration went through 
the scales. I .sat there thinking of an¬ 
other Jersey banquet many years ago. It 
was up in one of the little parks in the 
foothills of the Colorado mountains. A 
company of big cattle men, out hunting, 
stopped at a dairy farm to rest. Perhaps 
you have seen one of these little enclos¬ 
ures, walled in by high hills, a little 
stream running down through it and a 
narrow passage at each end. It would 
be a sad, "loomy place unless there be 
love and hope in the balanced ration of 
life. They were both here—a woman 
and a little herd of Jer.sey cows. How 
the cattle men did laugh at those small, 
dainty .Jerseys. A strange group these 
men were—college men from the East, 
second sons of old English families and 
old-time cattle men. They owned cattle 
by the thousand on the plains below— 
great rangy brutes. I’erhaps a dozen of 
the cows could possibly deliver a gallon 
of their milk. One of the.se men was par¬ 
ticularly sarcastic. “Why not keep 
goats? It would take a dozen of them 
to make one beefsteak. A good wind 
will blow them away.” 
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