The wanderings and fortunes of some German emigrantsGerstäcker, Friedrich
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The wanderings and fortunes of some German emigrants
Gerstäcker, Friedrich
Germany -- Emigration and immigration -- Fiction; Immigrants -- Fiction
"Yes, certainly; but by the time that you have got your fields cleared
you will have learnt that yourselves. Pumpkins, boiled down fresh, make
a capital preserve, of course not so delicate as plums or peaches, and
when dried they yield an excellent winter vegetable, which I, at least,
prefer to any other."
"And do they only grow Indian corn in this neighbourhood--no cotton, no
tobacco?" asked Mr. Siebert; "the climate is assuredly mild enough."
"Mild enough, certainly. In the states lying north of this, immense
quantities of tobacco, and even of cotton, are raised, and consequently,
those plants would thrive still better in this more southern Tennessee;
but, for the culture of cotton, as well as of tobacco, a great number of
hands are required, and black hands if possible; slaves, on the one
hand, to get in the harvest--that is, pluck the cotton itself--on the
other, to attend to the picking of the small tobacco worm. A farmer who
is restricted to his own family cannot attempt to raise those sorts of
things, or at least can raise sufficient only for his own use. Else it
is sure to be a failure, if the crop is not a total loss."
"But how is it with cereals?"
"Why, those might be more practicable, and here and there they are
cultivated with extraordinary success, but Indian corn is better for
cattle food,[23] and we always prefer it. Another inconvenience of
these smaller grains is the bread; we have no suitable mills for it, and
on that account alone must content ourselves with Indian corn. In the
eastern and northern states, it is of course somewhat different; there
they grow wheat and oats, and I am firmly convinced that in the whole
course of your journey through New York and Ohio, or Pennsylvania
States, whichever way you may have come, you did not get any Indian corn
bread, or set eyes upon it."
Siebert and Herbold confirmed this; but Wolfgang had meanwhile busily
occupied himself in tapping with his bent forefinger against several of
the largest and ripest watermelons, to seek out the best of them for
eating, as they could not remain much longer, but must return to their
settlement.
All three accordingly followed his example, and now sought, heavily
laden, the shadow of the house, there to enjoy the melons at their
leisure.
Mrs. Stevenson had meanwhile prepared an ample and excellent dinner,
such a one as is only to be met with in the woods, so that the fresh
comers, who besides had not been much used to dainties latterly,
acknowledged with animation that they had not made such a meal for a
long time.
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