Narrative of a Private Soldier in His Majesty's 92d Regiment of FootBillany, George
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Narrative of a Private Soldier in His Majesty's 92d Regiment of Foot
Billany, George
Great Britain -- History, Military -- 1789-1820; Soldiers -- Biography; Soldiers -- Religious life
The country being below the level of the sea, there are no
spring-wells of fresh water in it. The rain that falls on the roofs of
their houses is conveyed into a cistern, built of brick, sunk in the
ground at the side of the door, or under one of the corners of the
house, and some of them have an opening into the cistern both within and
on the outside of the house. The Dutch are proverbial for their
cleanliness and ingenious industry. I admired, among other things, their
way of churning their butter. A large wheel, with a broad rim, the
spokes of which were fastened to the one side of the rim, was fixed upon
a nave in the wall, at one of the corners of the house, with the spokes
next to the wall; small pieces of wood were nailed across the inside of
the rim; a belt that was upon the rim turned a crank that was above it;
the churn stood on the floor under the crank which lifted the churn
staff up and down; there was a close lid upon the churn, with a slit in
the centre, in which the churn staff moved, so much of which was flat as
allowed it to move in the slit. The wheel was turned round by a dog, who
was put into the inside of the rim upon the open side; he catched the
small cross pieces of wood, that were on the inside of the fore part of
the rim, at some height, with his feet, and the weight of his body
turned the wheel. The poor dog was tied by a cord round his neck at such
a height, to an upright post at the side of the fore part of the wheel,
that if he did not work he would be hanged. There were generally two
dogs employed, the one relieving the other.
The Dutchmen wear large small-clothes and cocked hats; the women wear
stays and hoops in their petticoats, and low crowned broad brimmed straw
hats; but I did not see any that were gaudy, or ragged, in any part of
the country I was in.
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