DETROIT, AUGUST 11., 1888. THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement. T00 LA TE. What silence we keep year after year, With those who are most near to us and dear. We liv: beside each other day by day And speak of myriad things, but seldom say The full, sweet word that lies just in our reach Ben lath the commonplace of common speech. Then out of sight and out of reach they go— These close, familiar friends who loved us so; And si ting in the shadow they have left, Alone w'th loneliness and sore bereft, We think with vain regret of some fond word That one - we m ght have said and they have heard. For weak and poor the 'love that we express Now seems beside the vast, sweet unexpressed, And slight the deeds we did to those undone. And small the servic I. spent to treasures won. And undeserved the pra'se for word and deed That shou‘u have overflowei the simple need. This is the cruel cross of 11 ie, to be Full visioned only when the ministry ‘Of death has been fulfill d. and in the place Of some dear presence is but empty space. What recollected service 9 or can then Give consolation for the m'ght have been? —New York Independent. ._—......———— THE EXCURSIONIST. August is the great month for excursions. The weather is usually very favorable to this class of pleasures, being hot, dry and dusty, with occasionally a cyclonic shower. Under such conditions the excursion flourishes like a cucumber vine. The farm- er’s crops are housed, and he can afiord to treat himself to a “ day off,” and he has, or should have, a natural and laudable curi- osity to see strange places and life under varied aspects. And hence the low railroad rates nearly always call together a crowd, all anticipating a good time. Thousands of excursionists visit this city every year. It is easy for the old resident to tell when there is an excursion in town by the personal appearance of the people on the streets, though a thousand or so of strangers, dispersed on the avenues of a great city, hardly cause a perceptible increase of the rushing stream of humanity whose ebb and flood tides depend largely upon the great clock in the City Hall tower. It is easy to guess how far from “Wayback” the oc- casional stranger has come; he has come a long way if he leads “his girl” round by the hand as if fearful of losing her, and dis- tends his coatpockets with peanuts which he feeds her by the handful from those capacious receptacles. He don’t care who sees he is “spoons” on her; he has come to town to have a good time, he is going to have it in his own way and “ city folks ” can look if they want to, he don’t care. And “ city folks” don’t care either. But I generally feel sorry for the excur- sionists. They look tired; they are tired. They have had a tiresome ride, they are hungry, they wish to rest and eat, and the town seems to have no place for them. They came to see, but they do not know what there is to see, or where to find it. Briefly, I propose to tell in this letter, what the stranger who has half or three—quarters of a day to spend here, can see of the city and its attractions. In the first place, make up your mind to have at least one square meal. Sight-seeing on an empty stomach or a scrap of cake is a dismal busi- ness. After the fatigue of the journey, a cup of tea or coffee and a “sit down din- ner” is both rest and refreshment. Re- solve to be reckless “for one day only,” and get your dinner. And you can pay a dollar at the Russell, seventy-five cents at the Griswold, and half a dollar at the Kirk- wood, according to your finances; and be- tween you and I, barring the matter of “ style,” they are all about on a parity. Woodward Avenue is the great street for the retail trade in dry goods, etc.; it is to Detroit what “Main Street” is to the vil- lage, and I’ve more than once heard it called “that there main street, I forget its name.” Devoted to business in its down town portion, at the upper end it becomes one of our finest residence avenues. Walk up on the right hand side, from Jefferson Avenue (which is the great artery of the wholesale trade from the Michigan Central station up past the lonely Biddle House, and the location of the homes of most of the oldest and many of the wealthiest residents beyond), and you pass Mabley’s immense clothing store, and the Russell House adjoining it; around the corner to the right-you get a view of a long low shed, the Central market, where Detroit buys its dinners. The Soliiers’ Monument, in the open space known as the Campus Martins, is noticed next, and beyond it the Detroit Opera House. From the Campus the streets radiate somewhat like the spokes from the hub of a wheel. Keeping straight up Wood- ward Avenue, the stroller passes many places known through newspaper adver- tisements, Wright, Kay & Co’s jewelry stores, Black’s carpet house; a splendid plate glass window filled with beautiful palms and tropical plants, which is not, as one might imagine, a florist’s, but the most “high-toned” saloon in town, where the drunken reveler is discreetly loaded“ into a coupe and sent home with privacy and dis- patch when he becomes too riotous. The stranger can dazzle his eyes by the diamonds in Rolshoven’s window, and turning to the right will find the Public Library one block away. It is worth while taking a glance at the interior, where 100,000 books are snugly stored away in the tiers of alcoves rising one above another. Next, back on the avenue, is Newcomb's dry goods house; it pays to go through this great establishment, so perfectly managed in all its departments. Argell’s art gallery is the next point of in- terest. and an hour can be passed very pleasantly in studying the display of paint- ings, etchings, etc., in the store and in the little gallery at the rear, where there is nearly always something worth looking at and no admission fee. -The circle of green turf thickly set with trees, which the avenue divides, is the Grand Circus park, where one may rest a moment and listen to the plash of falling water from the fountain in the center of each half circle. Tue hand- some stone church, with chapel and pastor’s residence ‘annexed, is the Central Metho- dist, it has the largest membership of any Methodist church in the city. Here, take an upward bound street car, an open one, and you can have a pleasant ride of two miles or more, past flourishing business houses and handsome private residences, all for five cents. The church next above the Central Methodist is St. John’s—Epis- copal, the next the elegant new edifice erected by the Baptists, which is famed for the beauty of the rose window in its facade and its fine stained glass windows. The sight-seer will pass a large open space, filled with a great profusion of flowers, plants, etc., with a small, unostentations building well back in the lot; this is Ferry’s experimental seed station, under charge of Prof. W. W. Tracy. The next car back gives a view of the other side of the street, and the lawns and fountains which beautify the homes of our millionaires. At the Grand Circus, one may leave the car for the sake of seeing more clearly the display in the shop windows. At M. S. Smith’s a visitor will find a bewildering display of objects of art and virtu, and realize fully his profound ignorance of the real merits of what he beholds. A homely vase he would think dear at a dollar is valued at $50, and so with many things whose intrinsic worth lies in rarity of material or workmanship. Go through the main floor and basement of Heyn’s Bizar; it is somewhat like Alad- din’s palace toa novice: the City Hall and the Bagley Fountain come next, a fine view is obtained from the tower; the f} 'I‘I-IE HO USEHOLD. elevator takes one part way, but the climb is rather fatiguing. From the foot of Woodward Avenue, one may take a steamer and .pay a brief visit to Belle Isle, the ride is a great pleasure to many. Or, at the City Hall take a Fort St. carand go to Eimwood, the beautiful “city of the dead,” which many people have said is the most lovely place they ever saw. This is in the eastern part of the city; acar going in the opposite direction runs to Fort Wayne, but there’s “metal more attractive” at Taplin’s greenhouses, corner Fort and Twenty-fourth streets, where the rarest and loveliest flowers, like “ Bendemeer’s roses,” are “ever in bloom.” Then there’s the “Battle of Atlanta,” which must be ranked among our attrac- tions, right down town and so near Wood- ward Avenue that one has no excuse for not seeing it. And that’s about all—and rather more -— that the pilgrim will have time to “take in.” and he’d better hustle for the station or the newsboys will be inquiring “Did you ever get left?” BEA'rinx. ——.eo—-———- BARGAINS. If a body’s pocket-book was not sure to be empty when bargains are offered, how much might be saved! How cheaply one could dress, what “lots of things” we could buy! If one but had the money in hand and did not mind dressing a little in the rear of the fashionable “times ”—‘oringing up the end of the procession, so to speak —- we might buy next summer’s gowns at al— most half price at midsummer this year, and hoisery and milhnery even more cheap‘ ly. The fine Scotch ginghams sold at fifty cents earlier in the year are now ticketed at thirty-five cents, and the cheaper qualities sold at Sixteen cents at "twelve yards for a a dollar.” White suits have “tumbled " to the cool weather, and those marked $20 in May are $12 and‘ $15 in the last week in July. Bonnets and hats which ranged from 31 up to $1 50, get down to fifty cents “ about these Nays.” while Newcomb’s windows were rectntly filled with a collec- tion in all shapes, sizes and colors, for ten and twenty-five eents. When you can buy a pretty rough straw bonnet for a quarter, a spray of creamy daisies for anothl r, ribbon for sixteen cents and Brussels net for forty cents, who can’t have bonnets? The trouble is the empty pocket book. and the fact that one inwriably has bought all she means to buy for the season, and feels further purchases are extravagant. There is no economy in buying what you do not need. because it is cheap. thongh a, great many do that very unwise thing. When all the world puts on its new bonnets and its dainty spring suits, one can’t wait till the golden rod is bloon-ing before she does like- wise. Tne only way is to buy the dresses, hold them over, with the feeling that it you don’t need them your heirs can make use of them—and then you are certain when the matter of a fall outfit is considered, to wish you had that cash for present use. And the bonnets are no good for another year, for the style is sure to change, and who’s going to wear ac‘hapeau that reminds all obser- ranthe of last to”? teammates! .. ’ nevertheless; were are b‘argltins' for who buyers. Not in standard goods, in those colori: gi and qualities Which are always desirable, but in remnants, in novelties which will not hold over for another year; in colorings which will as “out,” in lines of goods that did not prove popular. And there are always bargains in cotton goods at this season. People who come in town on excursions, and who know what they want to buy. often excite the en vy of stay-at-home neighbors who are surprised at the excellence and cheapness of the bargains obtained. There are bargains in other things than dry-goods. too. The carpet dealer over- looks his stock, singles out the odds and ends, the “ broken lines” of draperies and curtains, the patterns which have not “ run well” or have been thrown out in the carpet mills, and puts them on sales". greatly re- duced prices. And a good many women make a little money go a good ways by knowing what theywant; knowing values, and having sense enough not to buy whit they don’t want merely b: cruse it is cheap. But alas! the poor, who need the bargains most of all, are the ones who never have the ready money to spare. The rich man shovels in his coal in July, when it is five dollars a ton; the poor one buys half a ton at a time as he needs it, pays the extra twenty~ five cents the dealer adds on for delivering a small order, and pays eight dollars: or ten cents a scuttle-full, perhaps, which is al- most or quite a third more. When wesee these attractive diSpIays of goods. “ marked down ” so temptingly and pathize with the tramp, who in describing the condition of his finances, said: "If meeting-houses were selling at a cent apiece, I couldn’t buy a brick.” n. _.__.__...____- \VOMAN AND THE BALLOT. I have been reading an article in the De- troit Tribune from the pen of L H. S. on the subject of woman’s rights. and it makes me long for her skill and knowledge that I might answer. Herein such women have the advantage of us; long continued use of the pen has given them so great skill that our “ little t fiorts " prov: nauseat- ing to some. If facts or some unanswerable argument is presented them, in answering they use that powerful but much feared weapon, ridicule. There are not miny women whose armor is so strong but that the. arrow of ridicule will pierce and deeply wound, and ofttimes cytrcome. 1 agree with Minx that “a bit of paper called a ballot will work no transformation in the nature or woman,” and from this standpoint I will answer her question “ DLBS she speak from experience?” 1 will say yes, if you will allow that experi- ence may come from observation. Have we not all seen how fickle woman is, even in so trifling a matter as the ordering of a bonnet or the making of a dress, changing her plans to suit first one friend who may say it looks too sober, and then another who, with a laugh, may assert it is too gay? It is the same in matters of greater im- portance, and just remember that “bit of paper” will not change her nature, she will still remain fickle. . ; 'W‘as "tlie"de5cription"given befitting“ the realize our impecuniosity, we can S)“.‘: female communist of Paris? Please tell me how far behind Louise Michel Mrs. Eliza- beth Cady Stanton is when she says (i q'iote from memory and if not right let some one correct it), “The day is not far distant when ii men do not give women the ballot the women will j )in hands with the socialist, the anarchist, and the blobdy scenes of the French Revolution will be acted over again.” The vote of Lucy Par- sons, the most bitter of the Chicago anar- chists, would count just as much as the vote of the noblest woman. It is very true the industrious, sensible woman is as capable of voting as the half idioo or the herd of foreigners now voting. but her vote would offset, not the vote of the half idiot man, but the half idiot woman, not the vote of the foreign man- now voting but of the foreign woman. for" the ballot will not be given to just one class, the class with “ brains enough to decide who would be best to have for presi- dent.” , . There are comparatively few wise, sensi- ble, pure women. You and I may known few hundred or thousand such, but to audit one of these wise women—1 have not the statistics, but think I do not place it too high in saying there'arc two ignorant—to each sensible woman there are ten frivolous butterflies, and how many impure to one pure? These ignorant. frivolous, degraded women of our land ought to awaken in us a pity so strong as to impel us to act in their behalf. My sisters, would not this (instead of battling for the ballot) be a good work for those whose time. is not occupied with home duties to engage in? To lead one from the darkness oi‘ ignlrance into the light of knowledge, from the depths of sin and death, to Him who hath power to say “Thy sins he f.rgiven thee,” who hath powtl‘ to save from death and to give life eternal would givefito me morej 'y than the privilege of voting through eternity. J ANNETTE. TOMATOES. Now that the tomato season is approach» ing, 1 would like to knock at the door of the HOUSEHOLD with a request in one hand, and perhapait would be easier to gain ad- mittance if I held a few recipes in the other. For those. who like the taste of onions here is anice way to stew tomatoes: Put a alittle butter or mrat fryings inaspider, slice into it an onion. and when that has lightly browned add the tomatoes, season; stew until done. Cut green tomatoes in thick slices. sprinkle with salt and let them stand awhile, then roll in flour and fry in butter; season to taste. 1 have two recipes that have been used in the family for years, and are nice with meats. [’i‘hese recipes will be found on the last page of the present issue—E 1.] Now for the request: There is a way of putting down ripe tomatoes in brine so that one may have them fresh through the winter. If any one can give directions for putting them down that way it will be ap- preciated by others, as “well as by ’ Emu‘ansnuao; ‘- -' “MARTHA 'ANN. THE HOLT SEHOLL). THE WORLD AS IT IS AT PRESEN I‘. As I read the Housuirmn week after week. I find many pleasant and profitable things, many wise and good teachings; some which seem perhaps a little weak or mis- taken: a few with which I must disagree entirely. Are not people prone to take too narrow views of niany things. especially of those pertaining to politics and progress? It really seems as though we need to study history to know something of the great dramas that have been acted on the stage of the nations, to understand some- thing of the movements of the human mind, in order to be able to properly judge of these matters. The primary object of studying history must be, not merely to find out what has been goingon and done in the world. but to learn to understand humanity: to judge correctly of man and all his getious; to take a wide view; to trace from sheet back to cause, and thereby reason from causes to effects, that evil may be avoided and good accomplished. In short, we ought to make practical application of any knowledge which we may have ‘ gained from our studies. Now, not only history but experience has shown us that opposition to the measures of a government, or of any party in power, is the safety ofa nation. It makes that power look to itself, moderate its acts; re- minds it that Kit is wise it will keep with- in certain bounds, and if it is not wise enough to do this, its downfall may be pre- dicted as likely to occur within a time, shorter or longer aczording as the patience of the people is more or less tried. ()f eiuzse this applies most neary to a free country like our own, in which the people are not afraid to speak and are listened to; but the same is true also of ether muntries and forms of. government, except that it takes far longer to bring out the same obj act, and causes vastly m ire disturbance. But while it is the duty of all good and honest people to watch and criticise, to point out evils, both political and social, we cannot help thinking that a sweeping con- demnation of the politics and public men of the time is unreasonable and unj ist. Very much corruption in politics certain- ly there is, but not more than in past years. If the secret history of all the political movements in this country were told, prob- ably the record of the past might be even a shade darker than that. of the present. The present is our battleground. We see and hear and feel the smoke, the dust, the confusion, the pain of weariness and heat and thirst and wounds—we know not yet which shall triumph, good or evil. We look back to the past-—-it seems serene; we can‘ not realize that when the past was present, it was just as much a battleground as ours is now; perhaps the fight was even fiercer, more malignant and bloody than ours. Those greatleaders, whose names are landmarks in our history, of whom we are ready to say "There were giants on. the earth in those days,” had their bitter enemies, their mrligners, as well as the leaders of our own time. Those whom we know to have been honest servants of the public, and men of upright lives, . were ac- , cased of corruption. of immorality, of all dishonesty. They were hated, and their faults and mistakes blazoned abroad, and made to appear as hateful as possible. Not that men meant to be mean or dishonorable, but such things are done in the heat of con- fl‘ct. when we are blinded by the zeal of confl‘ct, where only those who stand on the heights can see clearly. And there are al- ways some who thus stand, and seeing what should be done, enter intelligently into the contest and help mightily to overthrow evil and uphold the good. We read history to small purpose it we inagine that the world is growing worse. I am proud and glad to know that it is growing better. Its course is progressive. There are times when it seems to stop, even to become worse, but these are only sloughs as it were in the road; mankind struggles on through them; it does not go backward. And there was never a time in the history of the .civiliz id world when there were not a rew no'Jle spirits, a few “ Wl'tllollt fear and without reproachz" and I feel sure that the honorable names of our day well baar com- parison with those of any other. in the political and social life of our own land, there may be at this time some tendency toward an aristocracy of money; but the old time aristocracy of blood, family, name, or even oflice, is surely dying out. These things are thought much more. lightly of, and people feel themselves more truly on an equality than in the earlier days of our republic. It is said that there was never a time when so much money was represented in our natimal capital as is now. This is no doubt true, but how can it be otherwise since the country was never so rich as it is now? Indeed through the whole country (and herein our danger lies perhaps). is the same Spirit felt and shown. a love of lux- mics and display. It is likeastrong cur- rent that we cannot heip fearing m 1y carry us to some dangerous rapid; and yet we are helplessly carried along by it. Very prob- ably we shall come to the rapid, but our vessel will outride it by the help of its good sterling crew, and then the current though not less strong, perhaps, will be less swift and tar safer. While the country will be. equally prosoerous, people will be less anxious about riches, think less of display, and more of real heart goodness and solid intellectual qualities. Hasten the happy day! While condemning the corruption and the love of riches and display, which are so rampant in the political and social centers, we should search our earn hearts and lives, remembering (and we say it thankfully) that these centers are not the moulders of public opinion; but that the rect themselves. In reality we are tin-sing fault with the working of our form or gov ernment, with the people themselves, and should not speakas those who have no igops', who see no light but only darkness. 1 do not mean that we are to be silent. by all means let us speak of the. evil which we see. but try to speak of both men and things fairly, honestly, j istly. Gnrsrnnm .Wu-mransrrox. - people and public opinion make them what ,. ‘ _ they are, and have the port or to change . 0m any one it“ me how to fix ”L? them as soon as they can sufficiently cor- ' A USE FOR THE HEIRLOOMS. l distinctly remember that about twenty- five years ago I somehow broke a large notch from the edge of. my mother’s best turreen dish, a light blue one, low and bread, with a wide flange outside the cover and a pretty bit of scenery in the bottom, of tall trees and clouds, river and castle, fountain and people. I admired the dish then but had not seen it for years until “ as l rumaged through the attic,” or rather the second story of the carriage barn, to-day, I found it as bright and pretty as ever except for that ugly notch; and to—night it hangs in the corner over my writing desk and I am really proud of it. The notch is covered by a bunch of flowers—yellow primroses and pale pink rosebuds—contrasting so prettily with the blue of the delft that it is really ornamental, and no one would guess that they were there for a purpose other than ornamental. The junk bottle that my grandfather kept filled with black cherries and whiskey sixty years ago, is another treasure that I found and I’ve promptly converted that into a vase, its only orna- ment being a bow of. bright ribbon tied around the long, slim neck, the large globe bottom being so transparent when filled with pure water that the prismatic colors are reflected, and l prizait highly. Armtlier “find ” was a tall j 2r of a deep, glossy red that required no painting to hide deformi- ties, for it was perfect; some pretty trans- fers and the rim and ears gilded was all that was needed to make an umbrella stand of that. The brass tray that used to hold the shutters lacked only the polishing that was given it to make it a proper ornament: and the odd brass plaque hanging over there WIS nothing more or less than an old ad- vertisement of “Dr. Jayne’s” remedies. A wreath of grapes and leaves in relief made a pretty edge for the owl disc, so that part was polished, a fringed mat of scarlet paper was stuck with shellac over the ad- vertisement in the center and a bunch of white daisies hung outside the mat. a wire through an awl hole in the brass making that part h'rm, thenaribbon of the same shade as the mat was looped through the holes on the opposite sides so it hangs com- plete after only a few minutes’ work. The frame of my grandmother’s mirror with twisted sides, claw-feet and acorn pendants across the top is in a perfect- state of preservation and is hiding its time for ornamental purposes: also the Splint-50?.- tomed chairs, one of which is to he painted white, gilded, and brought in to seep com- pany with its modern sisters. The. little that wheel “runs llkeatop" and i---: or feet, distaff and all, and I‘m half inclined to make an ornamental heirloom of that, Wasmxorox. EL SEL. lJust tie a blue ribbon on it s..»i-:.W3,,,r6: around the bunch of tow which nzu t. be put on The. distafi‘, for instance—430. l --——-———-+oo~—. a... WHEN you make up a supply of new cot- ton sheets, pillow-slips, or undergarments which are not wanted for immediate use put them away without washing. They: will not turn yellow, as they will if the dressing is washed out first. i I 1, l i a 1 i i l. 3 4: TIiE HOUSEHO'LD. ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS. MYRTELLE wishes to know how she shall exterminate the myriads of small green lice which infest her rose geraniums and poztcd roses. We know of nothing better than a thorough smoking with tobacco. Pin a newspaper about the plant so as to cover the space under it, and get your cigar- loving brother, or some other girl’s brother, to puif cigar smoke directly upon the plants. This does not always kill the insects, but stupifies them so that when the plant is shaken they will fill upon the paper below and can be destroyed. Then thoroughly syringe the plants. Possibly this process may need to be repeated a couple of times to get entirely rid of them. Or, you can place your plants in a large box or barrel, put a few coals in a tin dish and on them lay a handful of moist tobacco stems. Cover the box, and take care there is not heat enough to inj ire the foliage. When the tobacco has done smoking remove the plants and syringe them well. You will find frequent syringing will help keep the plants free from this annoying and destruc- tive pest, which seems to havea special partiality for the tender shoots of rose ger- aniums and the flower buds on rose trees. Pei taps Mrs. Fuller can tell us a better remedy. but this is the best known to the HOUSEHOLD Editor. MRS. FELLOWS, of Manchester, wishes to know what can be done to cure chicken cholera, saying she has tried many alleged specifics without success. In this disease, as with many other things, prevention is easier than cure; in fact there is no remedy, toour knowledge, that has proved a sure cure in all cases. The best thingto be done after the appearance of the disease, is to promptly isolate all ailing fowls and kill those that seem to be most badly diseased; the best preventive of its appearance is cleanliness. After the sick birds are re- moved, have the hen-house thoroughly cleaned, fumigated with sulphur and then whitewashed; scatter lima freely, and if the fowls are in yards, the runs should be spaded up, and a fresh clean surface secured. A little copperas, a. lump of Carolina tar, or a litttle hyposulphite of soda in the drinking water-which ought always to be fresh and undefiied—is re- commended by many authorities; this should be given the well birds. Dr. S ilmon recom~ mends sixty drops of water to one drop of carbolic acid, three or four drops to be given each bird daily for a week; or what is the same thing and less trouble; add four or five drops of the acid to a quart of water and use it to mix the feed with. Charred corn or willow charcoal should be given the well fowls. For the sick ones, if thought worth while to doctor them, many remedies have been suggested, but none are certain cures, as said before. One remedy is an ounce of Fowler’s solution and half an ounce of aqua ammonia in one gallon of water; given as drink in moderate quantities, no other drink being allowed. Another is equal parts of powdered chalk, powdered charcoal, gum camphor, assafoetida and pure carbolic acid, mixed and fed in the proportion of. one teaspoontul to ten to wls. Give in soft 'food. When the disease ap- pears prompt measures as indicated above will generally stamp out the disease with the loss of but few birds, but if neglected and allowed to spread, the entire flock may be lost. “ COUNTRY GIRL” desires very much to know what kind of an entertainment she can arrange in honor of some city cousins who are coming to visit her, which will be unique, enjoyable, and not toomuch trouble and expense. The house is not very roomy, but thellawn is large and well shaded. A garden party would be about the right thing. Scatter seats about the lawn, and arrange the refreshment table under atree, or on the old-fashioned piazza mentioned. 1n arranging the SEats, choose those spots most shaded at the hour your guests will occupy them; make this a special study a day or two beforehand. The hour may be from five to eight, or from four to seven. Re- freshments suitable for the occasion one sandwiches, salads, fruit, ice-cream and cake, lemonade and iced milk. A pretty variation on the usual sandwich is to cut all the crust froma loaf of bread, cut in thin slices, spread with butter and ham paste seasoned with mustard, roll up and tie with a bit of bright ribbon. Or if you have plenty of fruit, you might give a blackberry party or a beach party, in which case abundant supplies of the chosen fruit should be on hand, with ice-cream and cake. The daughter of a wealthy eastern family re- cently gave a “blackbarry party ” and in- augurated a new feature by inviting her elegantly attired guests to help themselves from the bushes in the “ patch ” at the foot of the old-fashioned garden. No special entertainment need be provided; guests are expected to chat and eat-«and flirt; but if the “ big brother who belongs to the band ” can persuade his brother musicians to at- tend and play suitable music, it would cer- tainly be an agreeable addition. A garden party should not be stiff and conventional. White dresses are very appropriate, and bonnets or hats are worn. The great trouble would be the uncertainty of the weather. Hy— APPRECIATIVE WORDS. There is one thing some of us, who are not gifted with a ready pen can do, and that is express our hearty appreciation of the noble thoughts, wise, earnest and cheerful words, which greet us week after week and do much to interest, amuse and instruct those of us who are in the midst of this- busy and work-a-day world. I am neither a farmer’s wife or daughter, and, consequently may have no right within the charmed circle, but I have been an interest- ed reader of the HOUSEHOLD for some time, and more than once have been struck by the power. force and logic, as well as the grace- falness and versatility of many of its con- tributions and its editorials. I think every woman who is privileged to read the HOUSE- HOLD‘ each week owes a debt of gratitude to its sensible, practical and impartial cor- respondents. 1 was very much pleased with the letter “ To the Girls” by Ruth Curtis. 1 think she deserves to have as many offers of marriage as the Dakota school ma’am, or even Mrs. Frank Leslie herself; the only advantage one could see in that, perhaps,'would be in having more to choose from, preventing the remark one often hears, “ the only chance,” though when, where or how man secured a monopoly of the right to propose has al- ways been a puzme to me. Surely accord- ing to Scripture a woman made the first “ ofier.” - I am very glad, for one, to see so many letters written on other topics than servant girls and housework; for even though these subjects are exhaustless, there are many other matters we like to hear about, and certainly some of the most interesting ques- tions of the day have been treated in a man— ner that would bear comparison with the best. Evangeline’s words, “When Hope and Heaven seemed a long way off,” touched a chord that vibrated in one who has sounded their full meaning to the very depths. I never could see that it made one’s own pain any the less to know of the sufferings of others; but such knowledge may help to make us more patient, and give us more courage to try and go on living. Yet philosophy is so easy to preach that a feeling of tiredness comes over one some- times when they realize how far off it comes from reaching the seat of the disease. If anyof the members of the HOUSEHOLD desire arich and strong intellectual treat, and have not done so already, I would advise them to read the “ Life and Letters of Gaorge Eliot,” by her husband, J. W. Cross. 1 have often moralizsd, to myself, upon the tendency in human nature to be; wrought up by the woes and sufferings of an imaginary and fictitious character, while greater trials and hardships to persons in real life would hardly elicit a passing word of sympathy. The real intention of my letter being simply an expression of gratitude and ap- preciation, I will not intrude any longer or ventilate any more individual ideas. LUCILE. ——Qw~——— Contributed Recipes. BAKED Coma—Three pints of corn scraped from the cob; one teacupful cream; one tablespoonful of butter; salt and pepper to taste. Bake one hour, occasionally stirring it. CORN FRITTERS.—Cut the kernels from half a dozen ears of corn. Beat one egg and stir into it; add salt and pepper to taste. Drop into hot butter in a frying-pan, and fry brown on both sides. B. DETROIT. CHILLI SAUCE—Thirty large, ripe tomatoes: eight peppers, chopped fine: eight cups vine- gar; eight tablespoonfuls of sugar, and four tablespoonfuls each of salt, ginger, cloves, allspice, cinnamon, and grated nutmeg. Boil twenty minutes and can while hot. Omitting the dark spices gives it a better color. TOMATO Plexus—One peck green tomatoes and six large onions, chopped flue; stir in one cup salt and let stand over night. In the morning dra‘n of! the liquor, add one quart 01' vinegar, two quarts water, boil twenty min- utes, and drain again. Then add two pounds sugar, two quarts vinegar, half pound white mustard seed; two tablespoonfuls each of ground pepper, cinnamon, cloves, ginger and mustard. Boil fifteen or twenty minutes. I am using some now that was canned last fall, and it is “good as new.” MARTHA ANN. Enwaansauno.