The Knickerbocker, Vol. 22, No. 2, August 1843Various
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The Knickerbocker, Vol. 22, No. 2, August 1843
Various
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The place selected for operations is often near a clump of hemlock
trees, amid whose thick branches a temporary shelter is erected.
Boards, straw, and buffalo robes secure a warm and deep sleep
after the excitement of the sugaring. Blazing fires burn up here
and there, over which the huge kettles, containing the sap, are
suspended on cross sticks, replenished now and then from the
extempore buckets, troughs roughly hewn in blocks of hard wood,
which hang to receive the drippings, drop by drop, from the
incisions made in the tree. After it has been boiled to a proper
consistency, it is suffered to cool, and with no more labor, becomes
the famous maple sugar, the delight of all children and many
full-grown people. It is run in fanciful moulds, and easily assumes
any shape when in a moist, warm state. The Indians prepare it in
bark, curiously ornamented with quill work and beads, and sell it to
travellers at an exorbitant price.
Since the abolition movement, many of the members of which society
make a virtue of consuming nothing raised by slave-labor, this sugar
has become a more important article of trade, and the trees which
produce it are guarded with great care. The temperance cause, too,
is giving it a new value, as many have the idea that spirit cannot
be extracted from it so well as from the West India molasses, which
favorite 'sweet'ning' of the Yankee is getting into disrepute with
the ultras; a fact which speaks louder for their zeal than their
knowledge. So it is engaged in as a serious matter of profit,
and the hilarity and fun that once were ripe in the sugar-camp
is departed. In former days it yielded not to husking frolics in
enjoyment; it was the vintage of the north; but those days are gone,
with many a simple custom and innocent pastime which the spirit of
modern improvement is frowning down.
Formerly the expedition lasted several days, and the sugar-makers
slept in the woods; now the increased population of the State
affords a house near to the orchards. Our friends were determined to
make the most of the time, and Rufus was glad of a little amusement
for the band, but newly leagued together, to wean the thoughts
of the home-loving from their old to their new abode; to create
pleasant associations about the place not yet honored with a name.
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