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DETROIT, JULY 15, 1884.

 

 

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0 UR HIRED GIRL.

 

By bard inspired our hired girl
Has never yet been sung;

I might say she is old in years—
But in the business, young.

The accent on her ready lip
A foreign birth reveals; ‘
With sharp replies she’s very quick, “‘
But very slow with meals.

And while her voice is very strong,
Of s‘rength her tea’s bereft;

She says she knows just what is right
And throws out what is left.

She has not learned a single thing
Since she has been with us;

And don’t know how to make a cake,
But she can make a fuss.

Her art has something of a range,
No doubt her mother’s had;

She has two ways of making pies—
One good, the other bad.

Her face is always very red,
Her hands are very rough;

Her toilet’s always done too much,
Her biscuit not enough.

She has the most peculiar ways,
And daily she gets more;

She breaks no habit that she has,
But dishes by the score.

She always likes to go to church,
Although not so devout;

A hurry she is never in,
And half the time she’s out.

To find her match I am quite sure
You’d have to travel far;

And most of all she bakes is burnt—
Her fingers never are.

And when her epitaph is made
These words you will scan o’er,
“ She was a cook who Worked for hire
And knew no kitchen lore.”
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THOUGHTLESS MISCHIEF.

 

What A. H. J. says in the Household of
June 24th, respecting the mischief done
by the idle words—which she ascribes to
want of thought on the part of those who
have really no malice in heart—that fill
childish hearts with jealousy of the “new
baby,” or wound sensitive natures by
suggesting that they areJess loved because
of the new comers, is very true. As I
read her words I thought they would ap-
ply as well in the case of the stepmother,
who comes into her new home with a
heartfelt wish to be a true friend, and, so
far as she may, a second mother to the
bereaved little ones, and a sincere desire
to win their love and confidence. Gen-

erally she finds “the neighbors ” or the
family relatives have been before her,
and turned the children’s hearts against
her, imbuing them with the idea that

 

their father in marrying again has
wronged them, that the new wife is an
interloper, and that it is their duty to
make it as uncomfortable as possible for
her. That those children who are old
enough to have appreciated their own
mother’s loving kindness should feel hurt
at finding another has supplanted her in
their father’s heart and is about to take
her place in their home, is perfectly nat~
ural. The new mother would find it
hard to overcome this prejudice at best,
but to find she must fight the consequen-
ces of uncalled for sympathy and injudi-
cious or malicious remarks from “friends
of the family” is discouraging to the woman
who, in her love for the father of these
motherless little ones. feels her heart
soften with love and tenderness to them
because they are his. It may take months
or years to overcome the prejudice thus
engendered; “for want of thought,” often,
quite as often out of misdirected pity. Of
course there are women who are unkind
to step-children, who regard them as in-
cumbrances, andzslight and snub them.
But I am inclined to believe that the cruel
and abusive stepmother is more frequent-
ly found in fiction than elsewhere, for in
real life I find many, both men and wo-
men, who testify to the care and tender-
ness they received from step-parents, and
more than one has said “I never knew the
difference, nor could I see that my step-
mother made any difference between me
and her own children.” And indeed, the
woman who loves the man she means to
marry as she ought to love him, should
be, through that love, gentle and kind to
all who are dependent upon him. She
knows beforehand what the conditions of
her life must be if she marries a widower
with children, and unless she is prepared
to accept them, with whatever of discom-
fort or unpleasantness may come to her
through them, she had far better decline
to accept both the man and the responsi-
bilities. And the least “the neighbors”
can do is to give her a chance to prove
herself worthy or unworthy, before they
sow the seeds of insubordination and
jealousy, or say “She isn’t your mother;
you need not mind her!”

And mischief is often wrought “ for
want of thought” in another equally try-
ing relationship, that of mother-in-law
and daughter-in—law. Without doubt it
is better for “young folks ” to begin their
married life by themselves, with no one
to witness mistakes, or their little “ tiifs”
and makings up as they adjust themselves

 

to their new relationship. But the mother-

 

   

in-law is often only too ready to look with
jealous and suspicious eye upon the new
daughter and listen to the mischief-
makers whom, like ti 8 poor, we lave al-
ways with us; and the daughter-in-law,

in ihe arrogance of yo uth thinks
her own ways best, and considers
her husband’s mother as a keen-

eyed critic, watching her with unkind
eyes, ready to make capital of her short-
comings. Here, too, if two families must
live together, the daughter-in-law has us-
ually the option of refusing to “accept
the situation” while the mother—in—law
has not. The former knows whether she
must “live with the old folks” or not, and
should let the question of whether she
can get on peaceably or not enter into her
consideration of the son’s proposal. Of
ten if outsiders would not meddle, the
young woman and the old would get
on amiably. It always seems to me as if
their natural love for the man who is son
of one and husband of the other should
be a bond to unite the hearts of the two
women. Instead, too often, the mother
is jealous of the wife, and the wife of the
mother, and the son is drawn into injus-
tice to one or the other; how often, for
“want of thought !” BEATRIX.
DETROIT, July 8th.

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THOSE HIRED MEN.

 

Members of the Household, I wonder
if you will want to hear from me to-night,
or if you will put your hands over your
ears and say, “Put her out. We want no
such grumbler in this enlightened, refined
Household family.” I am out of humor
with mankind generally and womankind
particularly. You know Beatrix says
it is just as easy to train boys as girls, and
then gives “ one reason ” why boys do
not grow up as good as girls. (I gave
heed to her reason, but am not fully con-
vinced yet). If we mothers have got to
bear all the cursing, I am devoutly than -
ful there is ablessing occasionally sprinkl~
ed in, and when a mother, no, a son, is
found like the one E. L. Nye writes of, I
am glad he, they, are remembered, that
weary and discouraged women may take
heart. If it is as easy to train boys as girls
why are not the great army of hired men
taught to be half way civilized? I have
been a housekeeper nearly twenty years,
and always on the farm, and of necessity
have had a good many men around and to
do for. We have had a few who were neat
and man nerly and like enlightened people,

 

 


 

 

2 THE HOUSEHOLD.

 

 

 

but the majority have been “boorish,” to
say the least.

You will say “ Why do you keep such
help?” They are, many of them, good to
work, and that is what the farmers want,
and it makes little diiference to them if
the hired men are unmannerly, or sloven‘
ly in their appearance. I think it is quite
apt to spoil one’s appetite to have the men
come in without coat or suspenders, giv—
ing the pants a hitch as they enter the
dining-room, smelling strongly of barn-
yard or horse-stable, sit down without
coat, in dirty shirt-sleeves, and when po-
tatoes or other vegetables are passed liter-
ally piling their plates as though they
thought “ now or never.”

When I arrange my table nicely for
cempany, with nice white tablecloth,
napkins to match, china dishes, glassware
and silver, with a pretty bouquet, and
take a final survey, thinking. “it looks
nicely,” I confess that the poetry
turns to the dullest prose when “those
hired men” come in. I do not always call
them, but sometimes my husband says,
“We are in a hurry, and the men must
eat now,” and they are called. I have
mildly suggested that they put on a coat,
but it is generally too warm, or they say,
“ If I am not good enough as I am I can
go without.” Not long ago I took tea with
a friend, and when she called to tea her
husband politely asked one of the men to
take off his boots and leave them outside,
for he had been drawing manure; he was'at
once angry, refused, and went without
his supper, rather than do a reasonable
thing.

Now, ladies, can you tell me how to
manage? If you can I wish you would,
but let it be practical, not a fine theory on
paper.

I wonder if the mothers of the hired
men are the ones to blame for all this
trouble, worry and impatience of farmers'
'wives. If they are then you ,will see why
I am out of humor with womankind to-
night; but I guess the hired men are like
Topsy, “they growed.”

I will have something pleasanter to say
to the members next time, and I think
you will all be interested, for it will not
be grumbling. But to—mo-row is the
Fourth, and the men are going to celc»

brate, and I sayihurrah!
OLD SCHOOL TEAFHER.
Tncuusnn, July 3rd.

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THEORIES FOR PRACTICE.

 

Dear ladies, I find some of you seem, by
your reference to the excellence of my
ideas on paper, and your requests for
"‘practica ” views, to hint that I am too
theoretical in my notions. This morning
I took up my file of the Household, and
carefuny reviewed what has been printed
above my signature, especially endeavor-
ing to detect the “theories” which are
too impracticable for farmers’ wives and
familes to accept. And, frankly, I fail
to find them, and will be glad if some of
you will point them out to me. It is pos-
si ble that in believing children should be
trained in youth in ways of right think-
ing and doing, I may be “theoretical,"

 

 

yetIoerr you no rigid rules for guidance;
I only beseech you to win your children’s
love and confidence for your own sake
and theirs, for, as Jean Ingelow puts it:

“Thougrlrliiii‘tliey be good and humble, we should

How they are reared, or some will go astray
And shame their mother.”

And if a mother is not responsible] for
the training of her children, will you tell
me who is? On whose shoulders can she
shift her own individual accountability?
I have never said, nor do I believe, thata
mother is always in fault because her son
or daughter turns out ill. We all know
there are no two human natures exactly
alike in all God’s world; that what
answers to guide and control one will
have no effect upon another; that char-
acteristics inherited from grandparents
or great-grandparents will crop out in
the baby of to-day, and that these ances-
tral traits mingle with those inherited
from father and mother. All these con-
ditions go to make the mother’s task a
difiicult one, one requiring infinite
patience, tact, and study of the disposi-
tions of her children. And with her best
endeavor she cannot be sure of the results.
I am no strict martinet, who would re-
press childish spirits by a discipline cal-
culated only to incite insubordination
and make them restive; and yet there can
be no well-brought up children nor well-
regulated family without discipline, the
discipline of love, tempered with firm-
ness.

When I see scores of children getting a
street education, swearing like little
pirates, using such obscene language as
makes you shudder at its vileness, linger-
ing at the doors of saloons, and at last
entering boldly, and these not the sons of
uneducated or unrefined people, but be-
longing to parents of culture and respec-
tability, though unwatched and untend‘
ed, how canIhelp bringing my “theories”
before you? When I see, as I saw only
the other morning, a mother strike her
daughter and push her headlong into the
hall, exclaiming “Get into the house, you
lying little devil!” can I help wishing to
“theorize” a little on the virtues of self—
control and womanliness? And when a
weeping mother says, as the mother of
poor Mary Burtch, drowned while out
rowing on the Detroit River only ten
days ago, in company with two young
men whom she had met for the first time
at that fatal Sunday saturnalia at Sand-
wich, said in her anguish, "If God
would only give me back my poor girl, I
should see that she was at home more,” is
it not a practical illustration of the truth
of my theory, that girls should not be left
to go where they will and with whom
they will, but, held in the loving bondage
of a mother’s making, be taught to give
her confidence and truthfulness?

A theory “on paper,” too “fine spun
for every day use,” is yet valuable if it
awakens thought and leads us to investi
gate its truth or falseness. Many
accepted truths were theories once, now

confirmed by study, research, or the

evolution of facts. You may think
“Beatrix need not preach; my children
are well brought up,” or "Her theories

 

 

do not fit my case, therefore they are
naught,” yet I am egotist enough to hope
that my words, weak as they are, may
stir some neglectful mother’s heart, and
lead her to see that to provide food and
clothing is only a small part of a real
mother’s duty toward the young immor-

tals who are growing up about her.
BEATRIX.

NOTES FROM NEW YORK.

 

Isee by the Household of June 24th.
that Aunt Nell is inquiring fiter Mollie
Moonshine. I answer, “Here she is in
’York State.” Not exactly summer resort-
ing, but paying a visit to my childhood’s
home, the home of other days long
since gone by, never to come again.
During the preparations for my journey
I did not forget the Household, only
neglected doing my part towards con-
tributing to its already interesting
columns.

Today I visited an old school friend,
and as we talked over the past and com
pared it with the present, related to each
other the various experiences we have
had during the past few years, since we
parted, spoke solemnly of those who
have passed from earth, and joyfully of
the hopes we have for the future, many
varied emotions filled my heart. I felt as
do all who after many years of absence,
visit again the old familiar scenes of
childhood days, but to find that time
with its never ceasing hand of decay
and blight has been at work, and left lit-
tle of that which was. Of oldtime friends,
as has been said,

“ All are scattered now and fled,
Some are married, some are dea ."

Indeed, even as I write, the solemn
sound of the telling bell tells us that the
hour has arrived for the burial of one we
knew in former years as an earnest,
hardworking woman, striving to rear her
children aright, denying herself for their
sakes.

I will briefly mention my journey
hither. Leaving Detroit at 11 o’clock r.
M., on G. T. R. R. via Port Huron and
Sarnia, we arrived at Suspension bridge
at 9 o’clock A. M. on the following day,
just too late to connect with the R. W. &
O. R. W., to proceed to my destination.
I therefore was obliged to wait five
hours, having, by the means, ample time
to see many objects of interest. Having
visited the Falls many times before, I
confined my rambles
bridge, and its ‘ many attractions. The
new Cantilever bridge particularly at
tracted my notice, and it was with won-
der and amazement that I looked upon
this most marvelous piece of engineering
skill and workmanship in this, our land
of wonders. Truly, it is a magnificent
structure, yet looks light and slender
beside the ponderous-looking old Suspen-
sion bridge.

At 2 o’clock r. M., with my little boy, I
again boarded the train, bound for Ham-
lin. The scenery from the Falls to Lewis-
ton is most grand and beautiful. From
the car window on one side, can be seen an
almost perpendicular, rocky bank rising
to a dizzy height above the track, it being

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laid or built upon a narrow ledge at least
two hundred feet above the river. It is a
dangerous looking place, and one can
hardly repress a shudder as he looks
down upon the rushing, roaring Niagara
so far below, and thinks how a little care-
lessness might result in a horrible disas-
ter at this point. Further on the river
widens, and the banks become quite level.
Here and there a lovely little village
nestled among green trees, peeps out,
telling the weary traveler of life and
labor, other than that which he sees on
the swiftly moving train, which steams
along, bearing him from place to place.
Now and then after passing Lewiston,
can be caught glimpses of the blue waters
of Lake Ontario, shining brightly in the
sunlight. On, on we go! engine puffing,
bell ringing, whistle blowing, until we
reached the scene of the terrible Carlyon
disaster of last year. Through the kind-
ness of the conductor, who explained the
particulars as we passed, and described
the heartrending sight of the dead,
mangled bodies, as they lay side by side
on the grass in the brightness of the fol-
lowing morning, aided by a sight of a
remnant of the wreck, I was ahnost able
to picture in my mind, as if I had been
an eye-witness, the horrible scene of
blood and disaster.
MOLLIE MOONSHINE.
Hannrx, Monroe 00., N. Y., July 8th.

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ABOUT LAMBREQUINS.

 

If the lady who recently asked for in-
formation about making a lambrequin
wishes to drape a mantle-shelf, she will
find amantle-scarf newer and more stylish
than a lambrequin. These scarfs cover
the shelf and have long ends, making
them like a table scarf, only longer. One
of these, of myrtle green felt, embroider-
ed in white and gold,—daisies with golden
hearts—was furnished with a green and
gold fringe,- which finished the ends,
and, what was a “new departure,” was
also continued across the shelf, falling
just over the edge. The ends only were
embroidered.

If only a. lambrequin for abracket shelf
is needed, crazy patchwork is pretty. It
should be finished with afancy fringe,
such as can be bought for $1, or $1 25
per yard. The shelf itself is first covered
with velveteen, and the drapery secured
by fancy headed tacks to the shelf. A
band of furniture gimp conceals the
joining. Or a strip of narrow velvet rib-
bon, featherstitched with bright silks,
can be used instead of the gimp, which
i not always to be obtained.

A friend of mine has just completed a
very pretty lambrequin for a shelf about
two «feet long. It is of crimson felt, about
eight inches deep, with a four inch band
of crimson plush at the bottom, and
finished with a fringe. The shelf is
covered with the felt, and the lambre-
quin fastened on with brass nails. The
shape most preferred is straight; it is not
fashionable to cut the edges of lambre-
gains in points, scallops or battlements,
either for brackets or windows. A felt
lambrequin with rows of velvet ribbon

 

featherstitched through the centre with
gay silks would be very pretty; and if
fringe was unobtainable in colors to suit,
loops of the ribbon could be placed al-
most quite together along the edge, for a
finish. Some lambrequins are ornamented
with fancy balls, set on at intervals; these
are more expensive.

To those who would like to make some
little article of the silk patchwork so pop-
ula‘r at present, but think they have not
the pretty colored silks necessary, I
would say, make it of your pieces of
black silk and ribbon. The irregular
bits, with joining seams outlined by the
various fancy stitches in gay colored em-
broidery silk, make very pretty fancy
articles, such as sofa pillows, table spreads
and scarfs and chair backs. One of the
prettiest silk quilts exhibited at the State
Fair last fall was made entirely of black
pieces. The larger pieces may be em-
broidered in satinstitch or Kensington,
or any other style preferred, and the ef-
fect is as rich and handsome as that pro-
duced by the use of colored pieces.£ B

DETROIT .
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MORE “ GREENS.”

 

I want to say a few words for the House-
hold. I like it, I think it a useful and
instructive little paper. I will try and
answer the greens question for John’s
Wife. I first thought when I read her re-
quest that it was too late for greens for
this season, as we use cowslips and
dandelions early in the spring. But the
beets need thinning out, and n6w is just
the time to do it. Take the beet tops,
roots and all if they are not too large;
after looking them over carefully wash
them thoroughly, take a small piece of
pork, enough to season the greens, and
let it boil an hour and then put in the
greens and boil another hour, you can
boil the potatoes with this if you wish.
Another way, and this may be the way
John’s mother used to cook them: Boil
the greens in water with a little salt until
done, and then put them in acolander
and drain all the water from them, have
ready some fried meat fat hot in the
fryingpan, or you may take part butter,
and put in this two tablespoonsful of
flour, and let it brown alittle; put the
greens in this and cook about fifteen
minutes, stirring it so as to get it well
mixed.

To cook asparagus. take it when it is
from three to six inches high; cut it up in
small pieces and cook in water with a
little salt three-quarters of an hour;
drain ofl the water and season as you
would green peas, with butter and sweet
cream.

I will give a method of canning corn,
which I have tried and know is good: To
every six quarts of corn take one ounce
of tartaric acid, dissolved in boiling
water; out the corn from the cob, and put
in sufficient water to cook, put the acid
in while the corn is cooking; when done,
I can it in my glass fruit cans. To pre-
pare for the table pour ofl the sour
water and save it; put in enough fresh
water to cook the corn; for every quart of

 

the corn add one small teaspoonful of
soda, and let it stand a few minutes be-
fore cooking; while cooking pnt in a
teaspoonful of sugar; if the corn turns yel-
low there is too much soda; pour back
some of the sour water until it turns
white again; when nearly done season
with salt, cream and butter same as fresh
corn.

I wonder if we will have as many
ways to make bu tter, as we did to make
bread. I know somebody will differ with
me, although I am not ashamed of my
butter, so here goes my way. First, the
cows should have good pasture, pure
water, and this hot weather they should
not be in the sun all day, they should
have some shade. The milk should be
strained while warm and set in a cool
place about 60 degrees temperature. The
air should be pure, but the wind should
not blow directly on the milk; skim just
as it begins to sour. Some people do not
take good care of their cream. I have a
tin cream pail with a cover which holds
twelve quarts; it is higher than a milk
pail, and just as large at the bottom as at
the top, just as fast as I skim I put the
creamin this tall pail and keep it covered,
and the night before I churn I put this
pail in a deen spring of water, which is
52 deg, which makes it cold enough if I
add the morning cream. I churn moder-
ately, it takes about thirty minutes; I use
a crank churn. I draw off the butter-
milk, leaving the butter in the churn, and
let it drain thoroughly. I do not use any
water. My butter is hard and firm in this
hot weather. I work my butter just as
little as possible and get out the butter-
milk. I salt one ounce to the pound, put
it in a crock and cover. I never leave my
butter exposed to the air; the next day,

rework and pack. MRS. R. D. P.
BROOKLYN. July 5th.
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MORE GREENS FOR JOHN’S
WIFE.

I would like to tell “John’s Wife ” how
“his mother ” cooked greens, as I think I
know how she did it. In the first place
we will take it for granted that the greens
are gathered and washed properly, then
take apiece of pork, salt, of course, of
regulation size, not too large, nor yet too
small, but of course the size must be gov-
erned by the amount of greens to be sea-
soned; this must be boiled until nearly
done before putting the greens in, which
should be about an hour before you wish
to serve. Just before dropping them into
the kettle scald a few moments in clear
water to take away that “green taste,’
and if “John” does not say “those greens
taste like mother’s used to ”it will be be-
cause his taste has changed, you may be
sure. If there is any one thing that is
worse than another to make a young
housekeeper feel uncomfortable it is to
have “her John ” say: “ Howl do wish
you could make things taste as good as
mother used to.” Ihave been right there
myself, and can sympathize with all young
housekeepers in that respect.

In looking over the butter question I
find the modus operandz' of X. Y. Z. coin

 


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sides with mine in every particular; so I
naturally come to the conclusion that
there is one member of the Household be-

sides myself who makes good butter.

HOPE .
HILLSDALE, July 8th.

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AUNT NELL’S VIEWS.

 

I want to tell John’s Wife what I know
about greens. First on the list we con-
sider young beets, cooked tops and all of
course; the next best is “pusley,” (don’t
laugh), it is easily gathered and cleaned
and much resembles beets. Mustard, pig-
weed, red-root and dandelion are all good;
I cook only the two first named.

Take a piece of salt pork, well streaked
with lean, and boil an hour or more ac—
cording to the size; then put in the greens,
well washed and drained, and boil another
hour; turn off the water as dry as possible
and serve with good vinegar.

If John saysthey do not taste like his
mother’s, tell him: N 0. But then they are
not his mother’s greens.

Asparagus may be cooked just like peas.
(See Household June 24). Take the stalks
when young and tender and cut in inch
pieces. Crackers may be used in the
place of toast. But it is too late now, you
will have to wait until another spring.
Cook string beans in the same way, only
boil longer than peas.

Beatrix says, "Come with your pet
economies;” mine is the saving of fire and
fuel. We farmers grow our own wood,
but yet it costs from 40 to 50 cents for
cutting; why not be saving of wood as
well as flour in the barrel? I do not mean
go around suifering with cold feet and
hands to save fuel; but these warm days
use just enough wood and no more. When
the baking is done, or the dinner is ready,
have the fire as near out as possible; not
the last thingon sitting down to dinner
put in three or four sticks to heat the
dish-water. AUNT NELL.

PLAINWELL, July 5th.
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A WASHING MACHINE.

 

It is now ten o’clock, and having my
washing out and mopping done. Ithought
I would write and tell you what a help
the Burch washer is to me. I have a
family of four to wash for, and my health
ispoor. When Monday morning comes
with alarge wash to do, I should give up
in despair, were it not for my washer. It
washes cleaner than -I could possibly
with the board. You who live on a farm
know how dirty and heavy men’s every
day shirts are to wash. I put two in my
machine at a time, first rubbing them over
with good soft soap, and can wash them
quicker and better than I could one on
the board.

When I make soap I allow two pounds
of sal soda and one pound of borax to a
barrel of soap It whitens and aids in
washing. Mas. EDWARDS.

Hon'ron, Mich.

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GREENS for “John’s Wife” have been
cooked in ways enough to satisfy the
most exacting of men. No more recipes
forthe preparation of this delicacy will
be published. Give us something else.

 

GETTING RID OF THE ANTS.

 

If Mrs. Edwards will get ten cents
worth of yellow insect powder at the drug
store, and scatter it around where the
ants trouble her, she can get rid of them.
Iwas troubled with three kinds of ants
for several years. I tried everything I
could think of, but they staid With me.
Finely a gentleman told me the powder
was good and I tried it, and found it was
just the thing. I did not see an ant in
my house last summer, and have not seen
one this summer. Do not be discouraged
if they come back after you think they
are gone, but give them another dose, and
they will go for good after a while.

FARMER’S WIFE.
NAPOLEON, July 8th.

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HOUSEHOLD HINTS.

 

To clean a wringer after using for col-
ored clothes: Rub with a soft cloth
saturated in parafiine oil. This will re-
move all color from the rollers, leaving
them as white as new.

 

To keep your butter fresh and firm, says
an exchange, set over it a clean, new
flower-pot, washed thoroughly first. The
butter will be as hard as if it had been on
ice. If milk is kept in an earthen can it
will keep sweet far longer than if in tin.

 

SCORCHES may be removed from linen
by spreading over them the following
mixture: Juice pressed from two onions,
half an ounce of white soap, two ounces
of fuller's earth, and half a pint of vine-
gar; mix and boil well. Let it get cold
before using. '

WHERE matches have been carelessly
struck upon paint, other marks are sure

to follow. If the spot is rubbed with a '

flannel cloth saturated with liquid vaser
line, it will be impossible to ignite a
match there again, and people may try as
much as they please, and cannot injure
the paint. The vaseline soon causes the
existing marks to disappear, especially
upon dark paint.

 

IF you have a piano, it is as important
to keep the inside well dusted as the out-
side. This is best done with a feather
duster—one with long flexible feathers,
which by proper working can be made
to pass through the strings on the board.
A still better way is to pass a soft cloth
under the strings, with a thin strip of
whalebone or other flex1ble material. No
sharp instrument should be used for this
purpose. In doing this, all undue pres-
sure on the strings should be avoided, as
this would put the piano out of tune. It
is well to clean the inside of a piano just
before having it tuned, as tuners object
to do this, it being no part of their
business. In dusting be careful not to
scratch the sounding board. An ordinary
feather duster can be used for the iron
frame, tuning pins, etc. A bellows may
be used with advantage when the dust is
not too thick. A piano may be kept free
from dust by using the bellows once a
week.

 

11‘ seems to the Editor of the Household
that it is rather “cheeky,” to say the
least, in certain parties who are neither
contributors nor subscribers, to send us
letters advertising wares they have for
sale, and expecting free insertion in the
Household, on the plea of aiding our
readers in certain lines of fancy work
materials for which they state they have
for sale. We are always ready to publish
letters which are of interest and value to
our patrons, but do not propose to
"boom” anybody’s business, unless we
know them to be reliable. We have also
received several letters from those who
desire to exchange various articles with
others of our ranks. We do not deem it
expedient to publish them, as many times
such exchanges lead to dissatisfaction,
and possibly fraud. People’s ideas of
values diflcr so greatly that some one is
certain to declare she has “been cheated.”

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THE Household Editor requests that
the ladies will send in such recipes for
pickles, jams, catsups and spiced fruits
as will be timely during the “ preserving
season.” Preference is given to those
which have been tested, and found satis-

factory.
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Useful Recipes.

 

JELLY or UNRIPE Gauss—Jelly'made from
unripe grapes, just before they change from
green to purple, is very delicate. Wash tie
grapes after picking them from the stems, in
several waters, then put them in a porcelain
kettle, wash them before putting them on the
stove, as then you will not need to put any
water with them, and of course the less water,
the less time it will take to boil the juice. Put
the grapes when sufficiently cooked in a bag
made of firm flannel, and let the juice drain
out without squeezing if possible.

 

\ LEMON Burma—Lemon butter for 111111 g
tarts is made of one cup of white sugar, three
eggs, butter the size of half an egg, the juice
and rind of one large lemon. Put this, after
beating it well, into a bright basin and set into
a can of water. Stir it constantly until it is
thick. Small cakes are nice if split and put
together with this jelly. It is also very nice as
a filling for a layer cake.

 

 

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