Illinois state dairymen’s association. 
4i 
hungry and always crying for more, a taste of cheese, such 
as mother and the milkmaids of the past never had a hand 
in.” 
With his science and steam apparatus, up stepped the 
biave man-milkmaid, to whom a pig in the pen might be 
bonnier than any cow in the held, and who by accident of 
birth was expected to know more about making butter and 
cheese than the buxom milkmaid of by-gone days ? notwith¬ 
standing all her inherited skill and years of practical exper¬ 
ience, and he said, “ Presto ! it shall be done.” Then the 
cheeses, fairly good cheeses began to roll out of the fac¬ 
tories, “ like shot off a shovel,” and the hungry world said 
“ At least there will now be enough.” 
The Great Northwest took pride in the butter and 
cheese it was furnishing and built up in its great enclosure 
a towering reputation, at which the little cheeses, Holland, 
Rachefort, Parmesan, Neuf Chatel, Limburger, Stilton’ 
Cheshire, Cheddar, Western Reserve, New York cheese and 
queer nameless cheeses fell down as if at worship, and all 
the nations stared at the wonder. The great ships were 
waiting to carry off the immense cargoes of butter and 
cheese to the hungry world, when all at once the hungry 
world pressed its hand to its heart, or near it, and shriektng 
with pain, gasped out that it had had enough. The Great 
Northwest gathered its officials and together they walked 
about the tower, talking and getting ready to inspect mat¬ 
ters and to investigate and ventilate things most thorough¬ 
ly, when suddenly the tower topled and they were anxious 
to get from under. 
They expected to be incomprisingly crushed, but it 
vanished in a puff, for the material with which it had been 
built, firmer than oak staves, and supposed to be “as solid as 
old cheese ” had been nearly eaten through by “anti-huff” 
which had been surreptitiously infused into the cheese. 
The Great Northwest and its officials would have been glad 
if the rats had feasted on it, as they did on the King Cheese 
at the Paris Pixposition, for it might have been death to 
myraids of them, instead of ruin to their magnificent pet 
enterprise. While “they mused the fire burned” the but¬ 
ter meanwhile having become frightened ran off like a cen¬ 
tipede to look at itself as revealed in the microscope. The 
