There is plenty of nourishment in a bean; that is the opinion of the entire medical faculty. And whilst beans and bacon make a favourite summer repast for the farm-labourer and his family, the dish is also (at the commencement of the bean season) to be met with at the tables of the wealthy. The aroma of the flower of the broad bean was once compared, in one of John Leech's studies in _Punch_, to "the most delicious 'air oil," but, apart from this fragrance, there is but little sentiment about the _Faba vulgaris_. A much more graceful vegetable is the _Phaseolus vulgaris_, the kidney, or, as the idiotic French call it, the _haricot_ bean. It is just as sensible to call a leg of Welsh mutton a _pré salé_, or salt meadow. No well-behaved hashed venison introduces himself to our notice unless accompanied by a dish of kidney beans. And few people in Europe besides Frenchmen and convicts eat the dried seeds of this form of bean, which is frequently sown in suburban gardens to form a fence to keep out cats. But the suburban cat knows a trick worth a dozen of that one; and no bean that was ever born will arrest his progress, or turn him from his evil ways. It is criminal to smother the kidney bean with melted butter at table. A little oil, vinegar, and pepper agree with him much better. In the great continent of America, the kidney-bean seed, dried, is freely partaken of. Pork and "Borston" beans, in fact, form the national dish, and right good it is. But do not attempt any violent exercise after eating the same. The Mexicans are the largest bean-eaters in the world. They fry the vegetables in oil or stew them with peppers and onions, and these _frijoles_ form the principal sustenance of the lower orders. An English "bean feast" (Vulg. _beano_) is a feast at which no beans, and not many other things, are eaten. The intelligent foreigner may take it that _beano_ simply means the worship of Bacchus. With the exception of the onion there is no more useful aid to cookery of all sorts than the lowly carrot, which was introduced into England--no, not by the Romans--from Holland, in the sixteenth century. And the ladies who attended the court of Charles I. were in the habit of wearing carrot leaves in the hair, and on their court robes, instead of feathers. A similar fashion might be revived at the present epoch, with advantage to the banking account of vile man. As the Flemish gardeners brought over the roots, we should not despise carrots cooked in the FLEMISH way. Simmer some young carrots in butter, with pepper and salt. Add cream (or milk and yolk of eggs), a pinch of sugar, and a little chopped parsley.