Thursday, April 26, 2012

Potato Preserves


My favourite thing about today'f article* if the way that being really really old fafhioned all of the 's' characterf are written af 'f' characterf. It greatly amufef me to read it all in an old fafhioned lifp. If there a word for fomeone who if prejudiced againft the paft? Paftift? 

Unfortunately today'f article if another one of thofe that needf to be tranfcribed, methinkf. It ftartf (that'f a good one) out alright but rapidly deterioratef. But, yef, a point to anyone elfe who takef the time to read it from the image. It'f not at all tediouf.... I promife! And 100 pointf to anyone who findf the microfilm copy at the Nationl Library and readf that inftead.


Here followf the tranfcription - I told you it waf a long one:

Extract
From the Reports of the Society
for Bettering the Condition,
and Increasing the Comforts
of the Poor.
A Letter,
Suggesting a Mode of Preserving
Potatoes.
(By Langford Millington, Esq)


In compliance with your request, expressed
at the meeting of the Society for bettering 
the Condition of the Poor, I herewith send
you my simple but effectual mode of pre-
serving Potatoes without fire, sweet and good,
for a great length of time.


I have, as yet, only tried it upon small
quanitities of potatoes in my own family; and
I had intended deferring the publication of
any account of it, until I had ascertained, by
an apparatius I have ordered to be made, the
expence and effects of the operation on a great
scale. But your request, and the peculiar
circumstances of the present season, added to
the existing apprehension that the last year's 
crop of potatoes is not calculated for keen-
ing, induce me to give some accounts of the 
experiments I have already made; and to
express my hope that country gentlemen and
farmers may be persuaded to try, whether,
on a bad day, they cannot advantageously 
employ their poor neighbours, in this mode
of preserving from decay, so materian an ar-
ticle of food.


The first of the two processes which I have
adopted is as follows. I took three pounds
and a half of potatoes, and had them peeled
and rasped, and put them in a coarse cloth
between two clean boards in a napkin press,
and pressed them into a dry cake, hardly so
thick as a very thin cheese. I then placed
the cake on a shelf, as I should an oil cake, to
dry. There was about a quart of juice ex-
pressed from the potatoes. To this I added
the same quantity of cold water; and in
about an hour it deposited rather more than
sixty grains of very white starch, or flour, fit
to make fine pastry.


The cake which I produced at the meet-
ing of the society, and which you observed to
be perfectly sweet, was prepared in the pre-
ceding manner, so long ago as the year 1797.
In size it occupied a sixth of the compass of 
the potatoes. In weight it lost about two-
thirds by the process, but upon being drest,
either by steam or otherwise, the cake will
produce very nearly the same weight and 
quantity of food, as three pounds and a half
of potatoes, properly dressed for table, would
do. I should observe, that I hav e lately pre-
pared in this way some potatoes that were 
quite frozen, and that the cake is now per-
fectly sweet. Some of the same potatoes that
were left, and not pressed, were rotton and
spoiled in a few days.


The other mode of preparation is what I
very lately tried in you presence. I took
five pounds of potatoes, and without peeling
them, had them well cleaned, and pounded
in a mortar; and put them into a small wine
press, and pressed them into a thin cake;
completing the process as before. The cake
produced in this way appears to be sweet and
wholesome; but has not that clean white
which the other cakes have; nor has there
been sufficient time to ascertain, whether it
will keep as well as that made of the peeled
potatoes. 


I have conceived that the first and most
material thing, is to ascertain the mode of
preparation, and its effects in preserving the
vegetable. Processes for abridging labour
are so speedily invented and completed in
England, that there can be little apprehen-
sion, but the mere mechanical process will
very soon be made perfect, and adapted to
general use. Upon the invention itself, I
trust it will not be too much to say, that if
its benefit was confined to supplying the
Navy of Great Britain, in every station of
the globe, with abundance of this wholesome
and nutritive vegetable, it would be an ob-
ject of no small moment; but when it is con-
sidered, that it may the means of saving,
in an abundant season, for a time of scarcity,
and of preserving for years, an article of food
so importanct, and so subject to decay; that
the potatoe so prepared may be packed in
one-sixth its former space, and supply not 
only our navy, but our manufacturers, and
our soldiers at home and abroad; and that
it may afford acceptable employment, within
doors, for the poor, during the severest part
of the winter, it will appear to be deserving 
of great attention.


With regard to the process, I have to ob-
serve, that tho'the peeling of the Potatoes is
not absolutely necessary, yet it greatly im-
proves the cake; and that the clearing them
from all discoloured and frost-bitten specks
appears to be necessary. I have used the
mode of rasping or pounding them; but,
upon a large scale, grinding them would pro-
bably be an easier operation; unless the in-
strument applied in the West Indies for rasp-
ing Cassada breadshould be made use of,
which is cheap and simple, and likely to an-
swer the purpose. With a very powerful
machine, I conceive that the cakes might be 
made at once, by merely pressing the potatoes,
without any previous preparation. As to
the means of pressing them, a common cyder
press might be use; or a cheese press, with
the advntage of a level to increase the 
power.


For those of you curiouf about the Caffada bread, apparently Caffada is the fame afs Manioc - there's a maffive article about it in, you gueffed it, Trove: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article1276303

Alfo, thank you to Max who pointed out that my previouf poft waf indeed talking about the Edwardian era. For thofe of you who miffed out on Funday'f corker, The Man-Woman can be found right here!

*The article with the very long name - fine, I'll write it again:
Extract From the Reports of the Society for Bettering the Condition, and Increasing the  Comforts of the Poor. A Letter, Suggesting a Mode of Preserving Potatoes.
was published in The Sydney Gazette and New South Wales Advertiser on the first of May, 1803, and can be found in good ol' Trove: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article625541

Our lovely lady-friend this week is actually a costume design by Will Barnes; it is part of a collection titled Costume designs for Alfred Hill's Tapu, performed by J.C. Williamson in 1904. The collection of fifty two beauties can be found at http://nla.gov.au/nla.pic-an3703095, and this particular lady - our good friend Miss Potato Scraper - is hiding at the following address: http://nla.gov.au/nla.pic-an3703095-37

Sunday, April 22, 2012

The Man-Woman


After promising on Thursday to leave alone the rest of my Wedding Day triumphs, I was persuaded to include the following article* due to its general awesomeness. And, by the way, for those of you who have a lot in common with me - apparently adventuress and adventuresses are both words, at least according to Microsoft (who, as we know, symbolises the pinnacle of correctness in all areas of language). It's a long one today. Presenting, for your enjoyment and general entertainment, Miiiiiiiiiiss Amy Bock!


After careful sluicing** in Trove, I also found the following article*** on Miss Bock, which shows off the masculine curve of the jaw. I particularly like the caption, Amy Bock: The "Man-Woman". It's nice to learn about how kind and accepting our ancestors were.



* The tasteful and non-derogatory article Adventuress's Career: Masquerading as a Man was published in the Sydney Morning Herald on May 4 1909; if you want to check it out - or it's neighbours Nimrod Thrown Open: Attendance Over 2000 and Radium in Antarctica: Probable Discovery, head to the Trove archive: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article15055155

** I realised I meant sleuthing while proofreading - but what's the fun in that!? Sluicing is much more evocative!

*** This P.C. jewel ran in the Sunday Times on 23 May 1909 - it's a particularly fine specimen, this edition, and is available through Trove: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article5761250


The beautiful model for today is one of the William Henry Corkhill Tilba Tilba photograph collection (quite a mouthful!); the eloquent title is Young woman, possibly a bride, and it is available for viewing in all its glory through the digital collections website: http://nla.gov.au/nla.pic-an2499418

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Unusual Tastes


Without further ado, please allow me to present the gem* entitled 'A Terrible Wedding Night', which appeared in the Clarence and Richmond Examiner and New England Advertiser in 1883.


My sincere apologies for the second paragraph of the article - I realise I chose one that is particularly difficult to read (damn you blackened page!), but hey, it's worth it for the joy of reading about the [Spoiler Alert] death of the mad werewolf husband. The effort makes it more satisfying... trust me!

UPDATE: Apparently the satisfaction is actually greatly lessened by the fact that no-one other than me can read the final paragraph. As it turns out, I'm just some kind of awesome super-powered ninja. Due to popular demand, I have transcribed the dodgy black bits. They are as follows:

They proceeded from the nuptial chamber. The door
was burst open, and a horrible spectacle presented
itself. On the floor lay the young bride in a pool of
blood. She still breathed, but her body was torn
and bitten just as if she had been seized by a tiger.
In a corner of the room was the bridegroom, covered
with blood, and foaming at the mouth, scratching,
biting, and tearing away at the wall and furniture.
With a sudden bound he sprang like a tiger upon the
invaders of his lair, and he would have made one or
more victims had not a brother of the dying bride
sent a bullet crashing through the madman's brain.

*The 'gem' is in fact - you guessed it - an article from a newspaper! As some kind person appears to have mentioned above, it appeared in the Clarence and Richmond Examiner and New England Advertiser; it was in fact published on 28 July 1883 on page 3, and if you feel like browsing any of the other interesting articles that it's been rubbing elbows with in the dark for all these years, I'd encourage you to visit it in Trove - http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article62139858 

And, finally, our celebrity guest for the day - Miss Vera Deakin, bridesmaid at the wedding of Ivy Deakin (dated somewhere between 1865 and 1930 - specific, right!) is living in the second Deakin family photo album, part of the Papers of Alfred Deakin at the National Library, and can be viewed in all her pre-alteration glory at http://nla.gov.au/nla.ms-ms1540-19-614-s50

Saturday, April 14, 2012

An Unfortunate Mistake

It never ceases to amaze me the shenanigans that people got up to in the olden days. This particular piece* is part one in a series of discourse on that most fascinating of nights - the wedding night!


Oh the irony, the irony! An unfortunate mistake, hmm? Surely there's something in that phrase that trivialises the gravity of this situation? No, wait, that's right, we're entertaining hopes that M. Guillaume's life may be saved - a fairly trivial situation already, by anyone's standards.

*This article is from that well-known paragon of periodical proficiency, The North Eastern Ensign, and was published on Novemeber 29, 1872. This masterpiece can of course be accessed through Trove: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article70739758

Credit again to the National Library for the delightful image of Aggie Thorn, which is part of the David Elliott theatrical postcard collection, and can be viewed through the digital collections site: http://nla.gov.au/nla.pic-an22934952

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Commence Shenanigans


Brace yourselves, fellow citizens of the internet: the time has come for the glory that is this blog. I hereby solemnly swear to post only the highest quality articles from newspapers dating prior to 1955*, accompanied by the wittiest of hilarity-inducing critique. 


In the spirit of beginning as I mean to continue, I present to you instalment numero uno**:

My sincere thanks to Mary Roberts, of Chillicup, Broomehill, who brightened my day with her rapier-sharp wit. What's that, Mr Wolpaw? Sick of cake jokes? It's all a lie, anyway.


* That are therefore out of copyright

** This article was published in the clearly very discriminating Western Mail, on 17 November 1932, and is available for viewing along with the entire contents of this delightful publication through Trove: http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article37767027

I would also like to credit the State Library of Victoria for the image of the townsperson - mysterious Victorian lady, your fine fine image lives again! You can admire her in all her unedited glory at the SLV website: http://www.slv.vic.gov.au/jetkins/gid/slv-pic-aab06128/1/je002149

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