Mary of Plymouth - James Otis
Squanto has shown us how we may get, at only the price of so much labor, that which looks very like tallow, and of which mother has made many well-shaped candles.
You must know that in this country there grows a bush which some call the tallow shrub; others claim it should be named the candleberry tree, while Captain Standish insists it is the bayberry bush.
This plant bears berries somewhat red, and speckled with white, as if you had thrown powdered clam shells on them.
I gathered near to twelve quarts last week, and mother put them in a large pot filled with water, which she stands over the fire, for as yet we cannot boast of an iron back-bar to the fireplace, on which heavy kettles may be hung with safety.
After these berries have been cooked a certain time, that which looks like fat is stewed out of them, and floats on the top of the water.
Mother skims it off into one of the four earthen vessels we brought with us from Scrooby, and when cold, it looks very much like tallow, save that it is of a greenish color. After being made into candles and burned, it gives off an odor which to some is unpleasant; but I think it very sweet to the nostrils.