Looking for a vintage cream separator.

[John Schmidt]

Used back in the late 30's well into the 40's. The old milk bottles deposited at your door or bought in the store didn't have the cream skimmed off the top(skimmed milk), so after sitting for a while all the cream would rise to the top. Looking at the bottle, the top 2-3 inches would be all cream which most people liked to skim off and use elsewhere. At the time, there was a neat little tool we used to remove the cream. It was a glass straw sort of in the shape of a shepherd's hook and one side of it had a rubber collar just slightly larger in diameter than the neck of the milk bottle. As you pressed it down into the bottle, it forced the cream out through the straw into a different container you provided. After you pressed it in far enough, all the cream had been forced out of the bottle and nothing but milk was left. It was one of those jobs a young lad like myself enjoyed doing, I had no idea how it worked but was fascinated by it and of course....I was helping mom.

If anybody can find a picture of one I'd sure appreciate it, I need to show one of my daughters that dad really isn't pulling her leg this time. 

[_Sheffjs_]

https://www.ebay.com/itm/Antique-Kitchen-Tool-Magic-Cream-Remover-Siphon-Glass-Original-Box-Cleveland-OH/254306929662?hash=item3b35dfcbfe:g:j5UAAOSw~BtdNmPa


https://www.ebay.com/itm/Magic-CREAM-REMOVER-Siphon-Removes-Cream-Glass-Tube-with-Original-Box/163805689756?_trkparms=aid%3D1110001%26algo%3DSPLICE.SIM%26ao%3D2%26asc%3D20160323102634%26meid%3D6403393df1514bc7991b802bb8bc8d81%26pid%3D100623%26rk%3D2%26rkt%3D6%26sd%3D254306929662%26itm%3D163805689756%26pmt%3D0%26noa%3D1%26pg%3D2047675%26algv%3DSimplAMLv5PairwiseWeb&_trksid=p2047675.c100623.m-1

https://www.ebay.com/itm/VINTAGE-1939-CREAM-EXTRACTOR-NEW-JERSEY-SPECIALTY-COMPANY-TRENTON-IN-BOX/312149918526?hash=item48ad95c33e:g:cuYAAOSwiMRbEsda

Is this it?

[Serk]

[John Schmidt]

Jerry, I looked on Ebay and never got those offers. The last link you posted shows the rubber collar which was necessary to function.

Serk, you hit the target again. As a little tyke I thought those doodads were so neat. It was in the early 40's when I was introduced to them....along with an inside commode which I had no idea how to use or operate.

[ridingron]

...  It was in the early 40's when I was introduced to them....along with an inside commode which I had no idea how to use or operate. Grin   

I went to visit my grand parents in the late 60s. They had a functioning outhouse and still used it into the late 70s. That fact slipped my mind when I visited on winter weekend. My uncle reminded me to turn on the porch light one evening before my 50' walk. I was happy to learn a heater was set up to come on along with the light. They only had cold running water in the house. The bathroom had a tub but the water had to be heated in the kitchen. They has a gas stove so I don't know why there wasn't a water heater. Oh for the good old days! 

[Jess from VA]

During my tour at Incirlik AB Turkey, all I had to use from my ancient Quonset hut office was an outdoor convenience with a bomb sight (which require good balance).  The door did not reach the floor.  There was always this heavy bead of white powder around the place, looking like the lime lines put down on football fields.  After many months, I asked our Turk janitor what the white powder was, and he explained it was snake repellent, as there was a large deadly poisonous viper around that liked the cool outhouse.  They had tried to kill it, but it was too fast and always got away.  He gave it's name in Turkish and I asked what that meant, and it translated as ... dead before you hit the ground.

It was only a 5 minute drive to home, and I never used that particular convenience again during my tour.

I'm not exceedingly afraid of snakes, but the thought of squatting over a hole with my pants aorund my ankles and arms around my knees for balance when something like a big western diamondback came sliding under the door right in front of me would be more excitement than I could stand. 

[ridingron]

  I'm not exceedingly afraid of snakes, but the thought of squatting over a hole with my pants around my ankles and arms around my knees for balance when something like a big western diamondback came sliding under the door right in front of me would be more excitement than I could stand.     

Wouldn't have had too much trouble emptying your bowels that trip!