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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The Industry of the women of the South. (search)
farms throughout this section all is life, activity, and industry. Many a woman who never before held a plough is now seen in the corn-field; many a young girl who would have blushed at the thought of handling a plough-line, now naturally and unconsciously cries, Gee up! to Dobbin, to the silvery tones of which the good brute readily responds, as if a pleasure to comply with so gentle a command. Many a Ruth as of old, is seen to-day, binding and gleaning in the wheat-fields; but alas! no Boaz is there to console or to comfort. The picture of the rural soldier's home is at this time but a picture of primitive life. Throughout the country, at every farmhouse and cottage, the regular sound of the loom, as the shuttle flies to and fro, with the whirl of the spinning-wheel, is heard, telling of home industry. Cotton fabrics, of neat, pretty figures, the production of home manufactory, are now almost wholly worn in Tennessee, instead of calicoes. But it is a sad thought, that while
There were no professional bakers in Rome till after the war with King Perseus, more than 580 years after the building of the city. The occupation formerly belonged to the women. They ate their bread moist; it was sometimes kneaded with the must of the grape, with raisin-juice, or with butter for shortening, or with eggs and milk, and often soaked in milk and honey before eating. Vinegar, to soak the bread, was a regular ration with the Roman soldiery. It is much older than that, however: Boaz said unto Ruth, Eat of thy bread, and dip thy morsel in the vinegar. After the conquest of Macedon, 148 B. C., Greek bakers came to Rome and monopolized the business. Loaves of bread, or their pseudomorphs, are found in the excavations of Pompeii, partially buried A. D. 79. Bread was made with yeast by the English bakers in 1634. Was made by machinery in England in 1858. Was artificially inflated with carbonic-acid gas, with which the water of mixing was impregnated, by Dr. Dauglish,
mentioned, was the ripple: doura, sorghum, or flax was thrashed by drawing across a comb-like instrument. See Fig. 4341. The practice was, and is, to gather the grain to a spot which is exposed to the wind, and there lay floors of sheaves about a foot thick. As the grain in the sheaf is thrashed, it is heaped in the center of the circular track on which the operation is performed, awaiting a favorable day for winnowing. Barley harvest preceded that of wheat in Egypt and Palestine, and Boaz winnowed barley at his thrashing-floor when Ruth waited upon him. Syrian Mowrej. 1. The thrashing by flails was adopted for the more tender kinds of grain. 2. The drag was a frame of wood shod with iron (or sharp pieces of lava in Palestine); it was sometimes toothed, making it a new, sharp thrashing instrument, having teeth. (Isaiah XLI. 15) This may have resembled the Roman tribulum, which was a sled drawn by oxen. The driver rode upon it. Egyptian Mowrej. 3. The wain was a
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, Ought women to learn the alphabet? (search)
ily learned anything in this line should affect ignorance, when possible; asserts that knowledge rarely makes men attractive, and females never; opines that women have no occasion to peruse Ovid's Art of love, since they know it all in advance; remarks that three quarters of female authors are no better than they should be; maintains that Madame Guion would have been far more useful had she been merely pretty and an ignoramus, such as Nature made her,--that Ruth and Naomi could not read, and Boaz probably would never have married into the family, had they possessed that accomplishment,that the Spartan women did not know the alphabet, nor the Amazons, nor Penelope, nor Andromache, nor Lucretia, nor Joan of Arc, nor Petrarch's Laura, nor the daughters of Charlemagne, nor the three hundred and sixty-five wives of Mohammed; but that Sappho and Madame de Maintenon could read altogether too well; while the case of Saint Brigitta, who brought forth twelve children and twelve books, was clear
Laura E. Richards, Maud Howe, Florence Howe Hall, Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910, in two volumes, with portraits and other illustrations: volume 1, Chapter 2: a Roman winter--1878-1879; aet. 59-60 (search)
saddle by half past 8 in the morning. Rode two hours, to Bethlehem. Convent — Catholic. Children at the school. Boy with a fine head, Abib. In the afternoon mounted again and rode in sight of the Dead Sea. Mountains inexpressibly desolate and grand. Route very rough, and in some places rather dangerous. ... Grotto of the Nativity — place of the birth — manger where the little Christ was laid. Tomb of St. Jerome. Tombs of two ladies who were friends of the Saint. Later the plains of Boaz, which also [is] that where the shepherds heard the angels. Encamped at Marsaba. Greek convent near by receives men only. An old monk brought some of the handiwork of the brethren for sale. I bought a stamp for flat cakes, curiously cut in wood. We dined luxuriously, having a saloon tent and an excellent cook.... Good beds, but I lay awake a good deal with visions of death from the morrow's ride. January 10. [In camp in the desert near Jericho.] Shoo-fly A negro attendant. waked u<
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 1. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Narrative and legendary poems (search)
needs must own With the knife-grinder of whom Canning sings, ‘Story, God bless you! I have none to tell you!’ Invite the eye to see and heart to feel The beauty and the joy within their reach,— Home, and home loves, and the beatitudes Of nature free to all. Haply in years That wait to take the places of our own, Heard where some breezy balcony looks down On happy homes, or where the lake in the moon Sleeps dreaming of the mountains, fair as Ruth, In the old Hebrew pastoral, at the feet Of Boaz, even this simple lay of mine May seem the burden of a prophecy, Finding its late fulfillment in a change Slow as the oak's growth, lifting manhood up Through broader culture, finer manners, love, And reverence, to the level of the hills. O Golden Age, whose light is of the dawn, And not of sunset, forward, not behind, Flood the new heavens and earth, and with thee bring All the old virtues, whatsoever things Are pure and honest and of good repute, But add thereto whatever bard has sung Or s<
The Daily Dispatch: July 15, 1863., [Electronic resource], The industry of the women of the South. (search)
ms throughout this section all is life, activity, and industry. Many a woman who never before held a plow is now seen in the cornfield — many a young girl who would have blushed at the thought before of handling a plow line, now naturally and unconsciously cries "gee up" to Dobbin, to the silvery tones of which the good brute readily responds, as if a pleasure to comply with so gentle a command. Many a Rath, as of old, is seen to day, binding and gleaning in the wheat fields; but, alas! no Boaz is there to console or to comfort. The picture of the rural solder's home is at this time but a picture of primitive life. Throughout the country, at every farm — house and cottage, the regular sound of the loom, as the shuttle flies to and fro, with the whirl of the spinning wheel is heard, telling of home industry. Cotton fabrics, of neat, pretty figures, the production of home manufactory, are now almost wholly worn in Tennessee, instead of calicoes. But it is a sad thought that while