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(Last week you may have read an artlc'e In the " Yeoman " columns by Mr Alexander Beck, tho Belgian consul m I Christchurch on the subject of preserving eggs by icject'ng nitrogen gaa Into them. Mr Beck mentioned that he found this the only satisfactory prooee3 for tbe preservation of eg^s over leng periods of time and for distant journeys. I wbb Indiaoreet enough to show romo Interest lv the prooess, and ihe day after our paper appeared the ingenious Inventor aopeared at my door bearing In his hand an egg and a funnel of brown paper, with a small aperture at the thin end, and with tbe big end slighthy fl ttened with into an oval. Having secured my undivided atreot|on,he put the egg into the funnel, it fitted very exactly, and he then banded the funnel to me to look through. I did so, and fouud the egg perfectly dear. " Hab," said. Mr Beck, " there Is no . shadow to tbe yolk, eh ?" I assured him the egg looked perfeotly good, whereon-he extraoted it, and handed It to me to examine. To my surprise It bore date Aagust 30vh 1887. We had some further conversation aad m a weak moment I consented to have the egg oooked for my table, and to try it as an Impartial judge. The Inventor put down the egg and took his leave of me with the distinguished courtesy of his nation. Then I began to reflect tbat I had done a somewhat rash thing. What if the egg's bright and clear appearance were deceptive. I had heard of whited sepulchres, and I shuddered. That egg w»s four months old when the present year was born, and the present year is fast hastening to its completion. Taking It big aud large the egg was fifteen months old. Perhaps — A friend of mine entered, and at once observed the egg, whioh was Indeed a prominent object among my papers. He Inquired if I was going In for fanoy poultry. I was quite unable to say. How* ever, I put a bold face on the matter, and said the egg was an instance of the power of solenoe to preserve our food for us against seasons of soarolty ; that though this was not a season of scarcity and hens were all doing their duty and making as much song about It as usual, yet that egg had bean preserved going on for a year and a half, and that It was my distinguished destiny to eat It. My friend looked sorry and left the room. Two days elapsed and the egg lay prominently on my table, a^d heavy on my aoul like Richard the Third's victims. Then on Saturday afternoon I found a new laid egg m Borne straw on my premises which ia much used by the fowls that live m the yard. I knew it was new laid becanse when I found it tbe hen fled clucking loudly, and the thell had not yet cooled, Here, I thought, la the very opportunity to make a good comparison. So next morning I handed the two eggs into the kitchen, and without a tremor m my voice requested that they should be boiled for my breakfast. Presently they were brought m, eaoh with its date very distinctly marked, August 30tb, 1887, and December Ist, 1888. I opened first one, and then the other ; they presented no difference to the nose, but tho white of the last yoar'a egg was slightly darker m color than this year's. Several of my friends were locking on with much interest, aud they seemed disappointed when the preserved egg opened quietly and did not go off with a pop. The sense of sound like those of sight and and smell had no complaint to make, There was still tbe final sense of taste to be consulted, and I took out a spoonful. It looked like any other spoonful of egg, bat still I hesitated. I did not feel hungry just then. My hesitation was observed, and I was reminded by the friend aforesaid that if I was going to be a martyr it was m the Interest of science whioh had done so muoh to preserve our food for us against Beasons of eoarclty. I thought this unkind, but I didn't say so, I wes too muoh agitated. Another friend, however, would not hear of my leaving that egg uneaten. *' You have engaged yourself to eat that egg, my dear fellow," he eald, "and you can't go baok on the man," This Was too true and I felt that retreat was Impossible. I pulled myself together and tasted— as good an egg as ever I tasted m my life. It was exactly like tbe egg laid fifteen months after it, and I had the pleasure of drawing my friends' attention to two empty sheila when I had ended my breakfast. My conclusion Is tbat Mr Beck has got a good process, and I hope he may be able to make it a commercial suocess.' But I won't make any more experiments m tbe Interests of science, and inventors will please accept this Intimation. — " Canterbuty Times"

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A LAST YEAR'S EGG, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2021, 24 December 1888

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A LAST YEAR'S EGG Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2021, 24 December 1888