Tuesday, January 8, 2019

19th Century Family Medicine by Kimberly Grist



As I was researching everyday life in the 19th century, I ran across some interesting articles that were actually advertisement for "Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery Pills," Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription Tablets," and Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets" which were peddled for all sorts of "female ailments" like hysteria, fatigue and menstruation pains.  


Today over the counter medication is a huge business and set to exceed $178 billion by 2024. It is also readily available and highly regulated.

In the 19th century, unregulated secret formulas such as the above-mentioned patent medication were also substantial money makers.



In the late 1800s and early 1900s, Dr. Ray Pierce became famous for his patent mail-order medicines. They were advertised widely and sold directly to the public.






A graduate of The Eclectic Medical College of Cincinnati in 1862, Dr. Pierce had the ability to market and sell his medicines by describing illnesses and their symptoms with medical terminology. Many of his elixirs contained opium until the mid-1890s. 



Pierce promoted his concoctions through his book, "The People's Common Sense Medical Advisor," which was primarily an advertisement for his products and included testimonials from patients whose claims of cures convinced millions of people to try his remedies.


Dr. Pierce's Book sold more than two million copies by 1907.


The "Dream Book" was one such advertisement that intermingled articles among the cure-all claims which included dream interpretations and bridal superstitions like this:

How To Tell Whether You Will Marry Soon

At the table, if two spoons are accidentally put down together, there will soon be a wedding in the family. If by chance, an unmarried woman or a bachelor be placed between a married couple at supper, that person will soon become engaged. A strange white pigeon flying near a house is a sign that someone there will be married within a year. To see a caged bird in one's dream indicates a forthcoming wedding.


Watch Your Step


Between the calling of the banns and the wedding, the spirits of evil and envy are said to have great power. Therefore at this time the engaged couple should guard against a lovers' quarrel, exercise caution when going downstairs, not to stumble, and they should not be photographed together.


It's the Big Day


On no account should a bride or a bridegroom be handed a telegram on the way to church. The bride must be careful when leaving the church to put her right foot first. It is deemed most unfortunate for a bride to make the first step into the new world with the left foot. To have an unequal number of guests at the wedding breakfast or supper is unlucky.


When to tie the knot


Even before you start following the preceding instructions to a tee, you should ensure that you pick a particularly auspicious date. Here's a helpful guide.


January—If married in January, the wife will live longer than her husband.

February—In February, domestic happiness will prevail.
March—In March, the couple will eventually make their home abroad.
April—The April bride very decidedly rules the roost.
May—May is considered unlucky for weddings.
June—June is an exceptionally lucky month and promises lasting love to its bridal couples.
July—July marriages are apt to be crisscrossed with sunshine and shadow.
August—August is noted for its ideally mated couples.
September—September marriages run a smooth, congenial course.
October—October, either love or money will be lacking in the future for those who join hands this month.
November—November promises prosperity.
December—December a life full of love.


In my first novel Rebecca's Hope, I introduced colorful characters and innovative young women in a western town during the same time period as the famous patent-medicine wizard, Dr. Pierce.

Lois's Risk is a continuation of the story of a young woman, who has been schooled to be proper, lady-like, honest, to clean, sew and cook so at the appropriate age she would marry. 


As an adult, she surpassed her father's expectations with her skills and beauty only to shatter them when she opens a dress shop. She's worked hard making a success of her business. Now the handsome bank owner has come calling. So why isn't she happy? Moreover, why can't she forget about a certain farmer with big brown eyes? 

Can she summon the courage to take another risk and tell the man she loves how she feels?

Lois's Risk is available to read for free on Kindle Unlimited.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07LDDHVQV/




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Monday, January 7, 2019

Imogene's Ingenuity - One Day More


One Day More... nope, sorry - I'm not singing Les Miz for you...

Tomorrow is the release of my book "Imogene's Ingenuity"-

It's the 9th book in a series of 25 Sweet Historical Western books -
The Alphabet Mail-Order Brides Series

I'd like to say what an honor it is to be a part of this group that includes so many exciting and well-known authors... I hope the readers will enjoy my book in the whole pantheon of great titles that we'll have available.

All of the women in these books have been raised or worked in a foundling home created and lovingly run by Madam Wigg...

Imogene Wigg has loved her life at the foundling home where she was raised. It gave her a loving family and the skills to better her mind and her future. When she finds out that they all have to leave their home, she doesn’t want to go, but Madam didn’t raise her to be a shrinking violet. So, while everyone thinks she’s headed to Bower, Colorado to be a Mail-Order Bride, she’s actually going there to apply for a job… in a print shop. There is nothing in the world so exciting to Imogene as the creation of the printed word and she wanted to help create it. 
Printer Silas Hix has been advertising for an assistant, but the one man who inquired about the job hasn’t shown up. Instead, he meets a young woman with a keen mind and an interest in his work. It’s just too bad that a bachelor can’t hire an unmarried woman to work alone with him. What would people say? But sometimes it’s hard to remember his reservations when he realizes that Imogene is probably the only person in the world he’s ever had an easy time being with, or wanted to spend more time with just to see her smile, or hear anything she has to say. 
Well, it turns out that Mother Nature has plenty to say about the two who share a love for printing machines and don’t mind ink stains on their fingers. She’s not above stacking the deck in their favor and suddenly the future’s out of both of their hands and in front of the Pastor.  
What does fate have to say now that they’ve met someone who is just their ‘type’?

This book, the ninth in “The Alphabet Mail-Order Brides” series, and is connected to my “Bower, Colorado” Series. The first book in Bower, CO  is "Home to Roost" about Brigid and a homesteader named Quinn - 

Bower is a mining town founded in the early 1800s and the series will continue to tell stories of love in the Old West - To give you an idea of what Bower looks like at the time of Imogene's arrival, I've added in a town map. (this is a small version of a much larger map, but it includes the buildings in and around the story...)



Abigail's Adventure by: Caroline Lee
Beulah's Brains by: Kirsten Osbourne
Catalina's Cause by: Sara Jolene
Dorthy's Disasters by: George H. McVey
Emmeline's Exile by: Josephine Blake
Fae's Fantasy by: Kay P. Dawson
Glory's Groom by: Kathleen Ball
Harriet's Hope by: Morgan Dawson
Imogene's Ingenuity by: ME!! oops.. Reina Torres
Jessamine's Journal by: Kirsten Osbourne
Katriona's Keeper by: Lynn Winchester
Leanna's Light by: Maxine Douglas
Mia's Misfits by: Heidi Vanlandingham
Nellie's Notions by: Hildie McQueen
Olivia's Obligation by: Peggy McKenzie
Phebe's Promise by: Cathryn Chandler
Quinlan's Quest  by: Sylvia McDaniel
Rebecca's Renegade  by: Carra Copelin
Sally's Sailor by: Laura Stapleton
Tillie's Theatre  by: Keira K. Barton
Uma's Umbrage by: Dallis Adams
Vera's Virtue's by: Cissie Patterson
Wendi's Wish by: Danni Roan
Yetta's Yearning by: Michele Lindsey
Zara's Zephyr by: Janelle Daniels

To get your copy of "Imogene's Ingenuity" for $2.99 or borrow as part of your Kindle Unlimited Membership - CLICK HERE


Friday, January 4, 2019

Croquettes: Economic Victorian Dining ~ by Kristin Holt



by USA Today Bestselling Author Kristin Holt

Throughout the nineteenth century, American Victorians enjoyed a dish known as “croquettes”—a thrifty dish that routinely “dressed up previously unused or otherwise unwanted meat” (and fish, macaroni, rice, potato, etc.). [American Restaurants and Cuisine in the Mid-Nineteenth Century by Paul Freedman]

What is a croquette?


“Croquettes, small shaped masses of some savory (or occasionally sweet) substance deep-fried, typically in a coating of breadcrumbs, get their name from their crisp exterior: for croquette is a derivative of the French verb croquer, crunch. The range of potential ingredients is limitless—meat, rice, cheese, fish, pasta, vegetables have all been pressed into service—but undoubtedly the croquette’s commonest filling today is mashed potato. It is far from new to the English kitchen; it is mentioned in the 1706 edition of Edward Phillipps’s New World of English Words: On Cookery, ‘Croquets are a certain Compound made of delitious Stuff'd Meat, some of the bigness of an Egg, and others of a Walnut.’” [An A to Z of Food and Drink, John Ayto [Oxford University Press: Oxford] 2002 (p. 98), quoted on Foodtimeline.org]

Vintage sources such as newspapers, cook books (always two words rather than a compound in the era), and historian’s articles, list a wide range of croquettes including but not limited to:
salmon croquettes
chicken croquettes
turkey croquettes
beef croquettes
veal croquettes
cold meat croquettes
sweetbread croquettes (sweetbread is the culinary name for the thymus gland, or rarely, the pancreas, of an animal, especially as used for food)
“Philadelphia” croquettes (fowl, sweetbread, and calf’s brain)
potato croquettes
macaroni croquettes
rice croquettes (both savory and sweet)
hominy croquettes
apple croquettes

“Early instructions suggest this [chicken croquettes] “made dish” was a venerable culinary feat, not to be attempted by inexperienced cooks. Modern frozen products must be a far cry from the original offering. Careful notes on shape and presentation confirm croquettes were originally intended for elegant dinners.” [Foodtimeline.org]

The following sampling of recipes (with their original sources) illustrates the variety of croquettes known within American cuisine, as ‘receipts’ were included within cook books published in the United States and homemakers shared their best methods and ingredients via newspapers.

For sake of organization, I’ve listed recipes in order by date rather than by type. Notice that recipes (or receipts) in the nineteenth century required cooks to read through a paragraph-style accounting of ingredients, quantities, and methods, with vital instructions often listed as a near afterthought.

1824


“To Make Croquets. Take cold fowl or fesh meat of any kind, with slices of ham, fat and lean, chop them together very fine, add half as much stale bread grated, salt, pepper, grated nutmeg, a teaspoonful of made mustard, a tabel spoonful of catsup, and a lump of butter; knead all well together till it resembles sausage meat, make them in cakes, dip them in the yelk of an egg beaten, cover them thickly with grated bread, and fry them a light brown.” (historic spelling preserved) [Source: The Virginia Housewife, Mary Randolph, facsimile 1824 edition with Historical Notes and Commentaries by Karen Hess [University of South Carolina Press:Columbia SC] 1984 (p. 106), quoted by Foodtimeline.org.]

1877


To Make Chicken Croquettes, Parts 1 and 2: New England Farmer of Boston, Massachusetts on February 10, 1877.

1879

Rice Croquettes, The Osage City Free Press of Osage City, Kansas on May 2, 1879.

Rice Croquettes, Washington Republican of Washington, Kansas on August 29, 1879.

Hominy and Hominy Croquettes, Washington Republican of Washington, Kansas on August 29, 1879.

 "...croquettes as the attractive French substitute for American hash, and ... how to make them...", The Weekly Star of Plymouth, Pennsylvania on June 12, 1879.

1881


Potato Croquettes, parts 1 and 2, Western Home Journal of Lawrence, Kansas on December 29, 1881.

1885

Apple Croquettes, The Boston Globe of Boston, Massachusetts on December 31, 1885.

1886

Philadelphia Croquettes, parts 1 and 2. The Citizen of Topeka, Kansas on May 8, 1886.

1892

Cold Meat Croquettes, The Columbian Cook Book Containing Reliable Rules for Plain and Fancy Cooking, 1892.

1895

Croquettes of Odds and Ends, Three Hundred Tested Recipes, 2nd edition, 1895.

1905

Chicken Croquettes, Dr. Sloan’s Cook Book and Advice to Housekeepers, 1905.


So there you have it. Croquettes: A nineteenth century favorite dining pleasure—leftovers tucked away in a crispy, fried coating. Like tater tots, only with various bits of leftover “hash”, including calf brains. Yummy.

Interested in more details about nineteenth century baking, cooking methods, and holiday meals? See the following links (click on the title images):
Kristin Holt | Victorian-America's Crabapple Jelly and Preserves

 
Kristin Holt | Economical Victorian Housekeeping


Victorian Cooking: Receipt vs Recipe-- Which is Correct?



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/13989



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/7411



https://sweetamericanasweethearts.blogspot.com/2018/11/thanksgiving-dishes-in-victorian-america.html



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/17113



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/14662





http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/11693



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/16738



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/13631



http://www.kristinholt.com/archives/11640


Kristin Holt, USA Today Bestselling Author, writes Sweet Victorian Romance set in the American West. She writes frequently about Old West history and contributes monthly to Sweet Americana Sweethearts.



Copyright © 2019 Kristin Holt LC

Thursday, January 3, 2019

Tally Ho! It's the mail!

                                                                                                                                                                       Hi, Kit Morgan here! Did you know that back in the day, only pack trains crossed the Sierras before 1844? They continued to cross them for some years after the first wagons negotiated the passes. Some trains used fifty mules to carry loads of food, dry goods, mining supplies, and of course, mail. It took sixteen days by muleback for mail to reach Carson City from Sacramento, then another week from there to Salt Lake City. From there it went east in light wagons by way of South Pass and the Platte, the drivers traveling by day and camping at night. Our modern-day mailmen don't know how good they have it!

There was no mail at all to Washoe in winter until a man folks called Snowshoe Thompson crossed the passes on skies in January in 1856. No one had ever seen anything like skies before. Thompson's skies (which he made himself by the way) were ten feet long and weighed a good 25 pounds. There was no trail in winter, but he covered ninety miles by following landmarks in the daytime and stars at night. Thompson had no government contract but operated a one-man enterprise. He carried anything -- even a printing press, in parts -- over many trips!

Over the years goods and mail was transported and delivered in all sorts of ways. Huge canvas
covered freight wagons that could carry four to five tons a piece and often hitched in pairs, inched over the trails from landings by oxen hitched by a long chain. A "bull whacker" kept each team in order and a "swamper" manned the brakes on the downgrades. Twenty-five wagons made a bull train and the gaps between trains were short. Needless to say, they didn't move at great speeds. It could take a bull train ten weeks to travel from Fort Leavenworth to Salt Lake City. Getting up speed became a priority as time went on.

All sorts of transport ideas were tried, one of the most bizarre being camels for use in the desert. The army even tried them for supplying survey parties. In 1856 fourteen made their way from Texas to Los Angeles. Private enterprise tried them out too, supplying mines in Nevada. There was even talk of using them as farm animals. Experiments proved that a camel could out-plow a mule! The problem was finding farmers willing to be seen with such an odd-looking beast. So, as better and faster ways of transport were developed, the camel lost its appeal.

So the next time you see your mailman, a UPS or Fed-ex truck, just think if they had to cross-country ski their way through the wilderness to bring you your mail, or show up at your door riding a camel! Because if you lived in the old west, that's how it was done.

Until next time!

Kit

The Weavers know what it's like to have to travel to get the mail. They live a good days ride from the nearest town. Needless to say, they don't get to town much, but when they do, they have to make sure to get all their business taken care of!

You can check out their latest story on Amazon

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Carylin' on the Oregon Trail - Day One, Saint Joseph, Missouri


It was a Wednesday, December 12th, and my husband asked me, “You want to go drive the Oregon Trail?”
I responded, “Sure. When?”
“Thought we’d leave Sunday.”

And so we did! Our only itinerary being we’d start at Saint Joseph in Missouri. That’s where the Bavarian Jewelry Shop is where all our “Lockets and Lace Collection” characters get their lockets, the commonality of the Sweet Americana Sweethearts’ collection stories. I messaged our Lockets and Lace organizer, Zina Abbott for the address so I could stop in.

The morning we left, God gave us a magnificent sunrise! The shadow building is our barn at The Peaceable where we live back in the woods south of Clarksville, Texas.


So Day One—Sunday, December 16—was a long drive, just over six hundred miles to get us from Clarksville to St. Jo. We left about 7:30 a.m. then arrived around 6 p.m., making several stretch stops including lunch and gasoline. We woke up fresh on Monday morning in Saint Joseph, Missouri.


We both thoroughly enjoyed the city that celebrates its historical relevance—the town where so many of the “Trails” converged to ferry across the Missouri River! Pony Express, too, though that isn't my story here. Literally, thousands of westward-bound sojourners would descend into the most western area of the then United States, camping all around with their families, all their possessions packed into covered wagons, and their oxen and mules to care for.

They’d arrive in the Spring and would wait there, stocking their wagons with tools and foodstuffs, finding a captain or wagon master to lead them, and join a ‘wagon train’.

The captain might have ten to fifty wagons total, and he’d charge by the person, upwards to ten dollars each—half a month’s wages. A family of four would be forty dollars, two month’s wages. He’d have a list of rules and required supplies.



The best ones had successfully made the journey in prior years and might charge more. It usually took a family’s life savings to go west and claim their piece of free land.

The wagon could run two-to-four hundred dollars, depending on new or used. The prairie schooners were the most suited, while the heavier, larger Conestoga wagons were more expensive and proved harder to pull.

Oxen—bulls castrated after reaching full growth—were cheaper and considered better than mules or horses for their strength and ability to survive on poorer grass and less water. Mules were more sure-footed and could go faster, but cost double. A thousand-mile trip or less might prefer mules, but for the long haul, oxen were best.

There were also provisions necessary to buy. Six hundred pounds combined of flour, meal, salt pork, lard, and coffee—sugar was a great luxury. For meat, they would hunt and fish on the trail. They needed tools to keep their wagons repaired, and cooking utensils, chains and rope, extra clothes, and firearms. And all that cost more the closer to Saint Jo they got.


Many, many trains would be waiting to leave, but each only made one trip each year, leaving in the Spring and doing everything in their power to arrive before the winter storms.

Then came the wait. They wouldn’t leave until the prairie grasses started growing tall and nutritious for the stock. We drove down Francis Street to the Missouri River and saw the place where the bank on the far side had been shaped to handle the ferry’s offloading. The barge might hold five wagons at a time.

When the grasses grew, the thousands of pioneers would line up to get across and choke the streets of Saint Joseph for a couple of months until the last ones to leave could be ferried across. They might wait three weeks in the line for the ferry, and it would work from dawn to dusk to move thousands of wagons and families and dreams across the river.

When the emigrants landed on the far bank, they were no longer in the United States or under its protection. They would regroup with their chosen captains, and their journeys would begin at a pace of twelve to fifteen miles average a day.

Their first destination, Fort Kearny, Nebraska.

Caryl's January release: TEXAS MY TEXAS, book two in the new Cross Timbers Romance Family Saga. Available now for Pre-order! Launch date January 12th!

Watch for the Stories coming in 2019 to benefit from this awesome journey:
APRIL release: Lockets and Lace Collection, book three UNIQUELY COMMON
MAY release: Prairie Roses Collection, book one REMI
JULY release: Gold Diggers Collection, book one A THOUSAND SUNSETS



BIO:  Award-winning Author Caryl McAdoo prays her story brings God glory which is what she lives to do. Her best-selling novels entertain readers around the world who shower them with 5-Star ratings! With forty-and-counting titles, she loves writing as well as singing the new songs the Lord gives her—listen to a few at YouTube. She celebrated fifty years of marriage to Ron in June 2018 and shares four children and eighteen grandsugars with him. The McAdoos live in the woods south of Clarksville, seat of Red River County, in far Northeast Texas, waiting expectantly for God to open the next door.

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Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Black-eyed Peas, Anyone?

In the South, black-eyed peas are eaten on New Year’s Day, and as far as I can remember, I’ve never missed the tradition. I have a pot cooking on the stove now. Black-eyed peas were introduced to the United States as early in the 17th century in Virginia. The black-eyed pea was probably first domesticated in West Africa although it was also grown in Asia.

Flavoring my black-eyed peas is a slice of hog jowl. Yes, I always eat a bit of it also, and the taste is actually quite good. Along with the peas cooked with hog jowl, we always have greens. These greens can vary, but my family usually enjoys turnip greens. Collards, mustard greens, or even cabbage—any green leafy vegetable can be eaten for good luck in the new year. This year, we’ll be eating mustard greens grown organically in our own garden.

Also accompanying our meal will be ham and cornbread. Greens without cornbread? No, that would not be wise.

These foods all have positive connotations for the new year. The greens represent money, the peas, we were always told represent coins, and the ham, progress, because of the rooting, forward action of pigs.

Wikipedia gives an alternate version of why black-eyed peas are considered good omens. After soaking and then cooking the dried peas, they increase in size. Increase is what we want for the new year—at least in regard to our money. This meme is popular on Facebook around Christmas time:

The fat bank account comes, according to the tradition, through the black-eyed peas.

Another food we eat is pork. I grew up with a saying “Root, hog or die poor.” This goes back to well before 1834. Pigs were turned loose to forage for themselves. The more they rooted, the greater chance they’d find food.

Before the Civil War, several songs were published with this saying, such as this one:


And that reminds me of another saying, “Even a blind hog finds an acorn once and a while.” This, in my family, is always said when someone comes up with a good idea or perhaps says the correct thing at the correct time. Some of us have a way of putting our foot in our mouth at every opportune occasion. Yet, perhaps, those of us with that tendency may be like the blind hog and “find an acorn,” find the right words to say, or perhaps, do the right thing.

Pigs root forward and are always searching, making them a symbol of prosperity. We, like the lowly pig, must continuously search, and we may just find that acorn.

And there you have it—my menu for today. I will be dining on black-eyed peas, cornbread, mustard greens, and ham—all the things needed to give me the desires of my heart for 2019.

Happy New Year!

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Brokken Redeemed