This section is from the book "Meals Medicinal", by W. T. Fernie. Also available from Amazon: Meals Medicinal: With "Herbal Simples" Curative Foods From the Cook in Place of Drugs From the Chemist.
In Flintshire, and some other counties, the sweet breath, and smell of the Cow are thought to be of benefit against consumption of the human lungs. Henderson tells of a blacksmith's apprentice who was restored to health when far advanced in a decline, by taking the milk of Cows pastured in a kirkyard. "Dai Deus immiti cornua curta bovi," says the Latin proverb - "Savage cattle have only short horns." So was it in The House that Jack built, where the fretful creature that " tossed the dog " had but one "horn," which grew "crumpled." Dr. Jacond, in his Traitement de la Phthisie Pulmonaire, makes a great point of consumptive patients who live in the country drinking plenty of new milk, and this in the Cows' stables; not only that they may thus get the milk perfectly fresh, but also that they may breathe the atmosphere of the byre for a while two or three times a day. He feels confident that this atmosphere serves to allay bronchial irritation, and cough. In the Life of Charlotte Mary Yonge, by Miss Coleridge, 1903, it is related that Edmond Yonge, a sailor, one of her ancestors, was pronounced early in life to be in a decline, and was therefore sent to be under the care of a Swiss doctor who "made the young man live in a cow-house, and drink milk." Edmond Yonge took several subsequent voyages, and "kept his cough till he was nearly seventy years old".
Under the title of Le Pied de Baeuf Poulette, Vieullemont gives a noteworthy recipe of a very nutritious and easily-digested delicacy for the invalid: "Wrap a Cow-heel in washed selvage, and boil it in some water, with vegetables, and spices. Then, having removed the wrapping, cover, the heel with a sauce made (white) of cream, with yolk of egg, lemon-juice, and nutmeg, and add parsley, also butter." "Ce plat par son confortable gout, est tres recherche" says this experienced cook.
"Hey, diddle, diddle, The cat scraped the fiddle, The cow jump'd over the moon; The little dog bayed To see such sport played; And the dish ran away with the spoon".
" He! gripon, gripon! Chat grattait le cremone! La vache sur la lune cabriole; L'epagneul grimace En voyant sa grace; Et la chaton le cuiller vole".
Cow-heel broth is both strengthening and remedial to a weakly stomach. In the time of Izaak Walton there was made direct from the cow a pleasant cordial which is now seldom or ever seen, the syllabub, or spiced wine, on which milk was pumped from a cow yielding it good and rich into a large bowl; it was then set aside for half-an-hour or more, and afterwards served in glasses with a ladle. Clotted cream was, and still is, put on the top of the syllabub in Devonshire.
"Joan takes her neat rub'd pail, and now She trips to milk the sand-red cow, Where for some sturdy football swain Joan strokes a syllabub, or twain".