INFECTED MILK AND THE "BEASTLY COW." [To no Itorron or
ma .Sraor■Toli."]
SIR,—Yonr correspondent, Dr. Tames Huxley, tells us that he has for years boiled his milk, not merely as a precautionary measure against microbes, but also "because it is neither safe nor nice to eat any animal food raw."
To contemplate milk an nature/ as a " raw " animal product which it is not "nice" to swallow, is a step in advance of the refinement of the most ethereal heroines of poetry and romance on which I cannot but congratulate the medical profession. Strange to say, however, the delicate sentiment of the doctor has been forestalled by some London streetboys, of whom one of our best Bishops recently told the following story. He had gone down into the country to visit a charitable institution into which these lads had been drafted from the East End of London, and in addressing them, he congratulated them on the delights of their new residence. The boys looked unaccountably gloomy and downcast, and the Bishop kindly asked,—" Were they not comfortable ? Had they any complaints to make ?" At last the leader raised his hand, "The milk, my lord !" "Why, what on earth do you mean ? The milk here is tenfold better than ever you had in London." "No, indeed, it ain't," cried the boy. "In London they always buys our milk out of a nice clean shop. And here ! Why, here they squeegee it out of
is beastly cow P'—I am, Sir, So., F. P. C.
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