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the Mongols make so much fuss about them.  The feeding of a newly born child is a very simple affair.  The bone is knocked out of an oxhorn and a bit cut off from the end, over which a rag is tied.  Any kind of m milk, cow, sheep, goats, anything that comes along is now put into the empty horn and the end, which is covered with the rag, is shoved into the [[strikethrough]] kids [[/strikethrough]] ^[[baby's]] mouth.  After it has drunk enough the horn is thrown into a corner of the ground and when it is needed again, the dirt and the dust is wiped off with the sleeve, refilled with milk and is ready for use again.  [[underlined]] In summer the Mongol lives only [[strikethrough]] from [[/strikethrough]] ^[[on]] tea and milk [[/underlined]] and milk products.  The milk is very rich in proteins.  In the evening any kind of milk, cow, goat, sheep is put into a deep iron pan, which is put unto the iron stove in the middle of the Jurta.  A slow fire burns under the pot all night with the result, that during the night the water in the milk has evaporated and there is a thick crust of milky cheese at the sides of the iron pot.  This is scraped off on plates and is eaten with tea during the day, what is left over is put an plates out into the sun on the roof of the Jurta [[strikethrough]],[[/strikethrough]] to dry and is preserved for festive occasions in winter.  The soft cream cheese does not taste bad at all, it's quite good to eat with black bread, but I dont like the hard dried stuff.  The fresh cheese is yellowish white, whereas the dried white cheese is hard as stone and quite grey, very likely the grey color is caused by the dirt and dust, which have settled on the cheese while it is drying.  The cheese is quite good, only you must not watch [[strikethrough]],[[/strikethrough]] how it has been made.  I once watched an old Mongol woman when she went off to milk the cows.  She had to pull away the calf first and gold hold of the business end of the tail, which was not exactly clean at the place [[strikethrough]],[[/strikethrough]] where the old woman got hold of it.  With her filthy hands, she milked the cow and when she brought in the milk, her hands were comparatively clean, which is more, than you could say about the milk.  The Mongol eats hardly any [[strikethrough]] milk [[/strikethrough]] ^[[meat]] in summer.  The meat of the sheep and cattle, which have died during the summer, is cut into long strips and hung up to dry in the sun and wind and is used as a reserve for