DETROIT, OCT. 44:. 1590.

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

THE “GOODE'ST” MOTHER,

 

Evening was falling cool and dark.
And people hurried along the way,

As if they were longing soon to mark
Their own home candle‘s cheering ray.

Before me toiled in the whirling wind,
A woman with bundles great and small.
; And after her tugged. a step behind.
The bundle she loved the best of all.

A dear little roly-pdy boy,

With rosy cheeks and a jacket blue.
Laughing and chattering full of joy:

And here's what he said—[ tell you true:

“ You’re the goodest mother that ever was."
A voice as clear as the forest bird's:

And I’m sure the glad young heart had cause
To utter the sweet of the lovely words.

Perhaps the woman had worked all day
Washing or scrubbing; perhaps she sewed;
I knew by her weary footfall’s way
That life for her was an uphill road.

But here was a comfort, children d art
’l‘uink what a comfort you might give

To the very best friend you can have here,
The mother dear. in whose house you live.

If once in a while you’d stop and say,
In task or play, for a moment p ruse.
And tell her in sweet and winning way,
“ You‘re the goedest mother that ever was."

-—Marqa7-et l. Sazngster.
W—

Allttle maid upon my knee

Sighs wearily, sighs wearily;

“ l’rn tired out of dressin’ dolls
And having stories read.” says she.

“But here’s your ‘Old Man of the Sea,“
And ‘Jack the Giant’ t” (Lovingly

I tried the little maid to soothe.)

“The interestin' one,” says she.

“ Is that high-up one l-seems to me
The tings you want just has to be
Something you hasn‘t got; and that‘s
The interestin’ one 1" says she.

 

THE WORLD’S BURDENS.

I read, with unusual interest, M. E. H.'s
sesame of “Three Dreams in a Desert”
which appeared in last week's HonsEHOLD.
And when I had finished, I found myself
in a refltc ive mood which caused me to
lay down the editorial pencil and lean back
in my big arm chair, to consider the inter-
pretation of these visions. The brick
walls and barren earth which alone are
visible from my office window faded away,
and instead I seemed to see long stretches
of desert waste, burning under a torrid
sun, “a weary land where no water is.”
Amidst the desolation, supine in her des-
pair, half buried in the drifting sand—was
that indeed woman? Why was she there?
How was she there? And then the ques-
tion, Is she there? Is woman indeed a

tread upon, and trample under foot? Is
she really a slave to him, wearing shackles
as emblems of her servitude? Are all he
burdens of the world laid upon her, crush-
ing her beneath the load? And somehow,
to these queries heart and intellect alike
answered, NO.

I am tired of this talk about women
being slaves, oppressed, downtrodden,
kept in subjection by men. If women pro-
claim themselves slaves, if they are not
ashamed to liken themselves to beings that
are bought and sold, who can blame the
world if it believes they have the spirit of
slaves? We are apt to be taken at our
own estimate of ourselves, especially if it
be a low one. The world may scoff if we
over-value our own merits; it will accept
our estimate if we put it low enough every
titre. If women throw themselves in the
dust, then say “Look at me! See how I
am abused and oppressed 1” what wonder
men take them to be the poor things they
affect to be?

i do not dream, but with wide open eyes
see woman side by side with man, recog-
nized as his equal, often as his superior.
I see him yielding her courteous place
where her work is literally taking the
wages from his own hand. I see him
watching her progress with admiring eyes,
and realizing that the more she knows the
better able is she 'o be 'his companion. I
see him reverencing her goodness and
abashed before her superior virtue. I see
too that as she has the training and direc-
tion of his early years, if she brings him up
to regard her as his subject, his slave, she
has tied the noosehput her own head within
it, and invited him to strangle her.

Are all the world’s burdens laid on the
women? I look around and see everywhere
women—wives. daughters, mothers, sisters
—safe and secure in the homes men are
toiling to maintain for them. I see
poverty, sometimes; humble homes, poor
furnishings, plain food, and men struggling
with might and main to secure even these
to the women and the children they love. i
The wolf Hunger haunts the door, and 3
man with his stout cudgel Labor keeps
him away. I see men swallowed up in the
vortex 0“ speculation and trade, in fiercest
rivalry for money which their wives and
daughters spend in extravagances; men at
work in stores and offices during long
torrid summer days while their families
dawdle away the time by mountain and
sea, spending the money husbands and

the breadmaker. Which is the hardtr
task, to fight the world and win the bread,
or dispense it after it is won?

Life’s heaviest burdens are borne by
men. Women think them light, perhaps,
because most men hear them after a manly
fashion. But see how quickly the widow,
feeling the burden of self support irksome,
throws it back upon sc-me man’s shoulders
by marrying him!

If woman must support herself, she finds
a thousand avenues open to her, as to her
competitor, man; the only requisite being
that she shall be capable and efficient.
Nor will men disdain her for her toil; that
is left for the world of women, who issue
the decree that the woman who is support-
ed in luxury by her husband shall be
honored, while she who must struggle ft r
herself shall be socially ostrac’zed.

What must be the thought of the man
who tramps the city’s streets for the work
which alone stands between his family and
starvation and cannot find it? The burden
of their support rests upon him. It isa
popular fallacy that there is always work
for the man who earnestly desires it, but
it is a fallacy, as many men know to their
sorrow. At home, wife and children wait
impatiently for the results of his labor.
Neighbors condemn him, his wife perhaps
despises him in heart because of his in
ability to provide her the comforts she de-
sires. Who bears the heaviest burden in
this case?

This talk of woman, crushed under a

load heavier than Christian’s allegorical

burden, reminds me of a story I once heard
of an old man and his wife who had their
occasional “ family jars.” The old man

had a gang of men building a barn, another
gang threshing, a job of corn cutting
under way, a sick horse, a broken wind-
mill, and a cow just run over by the cars.
The wife reproached him in those mild
terms fretful women are apt to use toward
delinquent husbands, with some trifling
duty he had overlooked. He retorted that

f he had nothing more on his mind than
he had, he probably would have remem-

bered it. “ Nothing on my mind! nothing
on my mind! I should think I've got as
much on my mind as you have, with all
these dishes to teas/2!! ”

God Himself laid the burden of materni-

ty upon woman—at once the sweetest at d
the heaviest she has to carry. The mcst
irksome of her other loads she lays upon

 

fathers are earning in literal sweat of the

 

thing prostrate upon the earth for man to

brow. Man is the breadwinner, woman

 

her own shoulders, then like the greedy
child grasping the handful of sweetmcats
within the narrow-necked jar, she will not

  

 


 

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drop one whit of what she holds, yet cries
“See, I am fastened here! Thus am I
oppressed!”

The social world is ruled by women,
who impose its duties and its penalties.
What makes housekeeping so oner. us a
task that every woman who can evades it,
and she who cannot makes a bugbear of
it? What, but the standards raised—not
by men, but by other women. What
others think and do decides what she shall
do. Who grumbles at her married life,
the neglectful husband, the trials and toils
of her wife’s estate, and is first to apply
the epithet “ old maid ”to the woman who
takes fright at her warnings and stays
single? Who is first to speak the unkind
and uncharitable words concerning a sister
woman? Who is first to condemn her un-
heard, judging her by hearsay or by ap-
pearances? Who first to frown down the
woman who wants “to get in :ur set,” not
because she has not the brains and the
Christian graces, but becaure she has not
the money? Ah, when women are more
just and charitable to their own sex, the
heart burdens of many a sensitive sister
will be wonderfully lightened.

The “land of Freedom,” to which the
dreamer would attain? It lies right here,
in America, and its day is Now. No one
has suffered to reach it; no corpses of those
‘ who “made the bridge” line its shores.
The labor and the suffering are not past-—
they never will be; they are the common
lot of both man and woman; the heritage of
humanity; they have existed since the be-
ginning, they will continue to the end.

And yet, with these manifold burdens
so grievous to be borne, under which she
supposes herself to be staggering, woman
wishes to take upon herself yet another,
the most onerous of all. She wants to
vote, to make laws, to hold oflice; and
complains not a little because men show a
disposition not to endow her with this
added care. But this, she thinks, hath
magic in its touch; all that oppresses will
vanish before it, all grievances be re-
dressed, all wrongs made right. Nor will
she be satisfied until she has had a. trial
and learned the contrary by ac'ual ex-
perience. BEATRIX.

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IN THE FLOWER GARDEN.

 

In lifting gladiolus corms it will be
noticed that numbers of small ones have
grown at the base of each, and the question
often arises, what are these good for? If
one has the patience to plant them three
successive years they will have raised jlbt
so many exact duplicates of the parent
plant, which is well worth doing if of a
good variety, for an abundance of these
charming flowers is worth sriving for.
The way to secure new varieties is by
planting the seeds, for they seldom come
true, and it takes no more time than from
the small corms; and if they are from good
sorts and fertilized Ly equally as good ones,
four-fifths will be worth planting, with a
chance for something rare. It is a great
mistake, but one often made in the flower
garden, to retain and plant seeds from in-
ferior things. It is a sure way to lose in

 

the fine rich coloring and texture, or rather
substance, that distinguishes a well grown
select fioxer of any sort. One who has
raised flowers can tell at a glance which

have had suitable care to bring about the.

best results. There is all the difference of
real or shoddy, or well and poorly de
stock.

Another puzzle with many is whether
the plain red gladiolus will " run out ” the
better sorts as it seems to do. The poor
kinds of anything in the plant kingdom
surelj multiply faster than the superior
ones; and besides, we are not dividing and
exchanging away those as we do our fine
roots that come so dearly; and by parting
with the most or all of our increase in our
best, and retaining and planting all our
common kinds that multiply so fast, we
are often led to believe they do really sport,
which would be a new thing in floriculture
except indeed through the mixing in the
blossoms, as I stated before.

So i advise plant lovers to have none but
good varieties of gladiolus—or anything
else-lift them before the ground freezes
and spread under shelter until dry. Cut
away the stem within a few inches of the
root, and keep in shallow boxes in a frost
proof place during winter. Save all seeds
if worth the pains, and those w ill be wor h
the labor of raising.

In reply to B, I have seen Ampelopsz‘s
Vettc-ht‘z‘ climb and cling closely to wood
trellis work, and have no doubt of its
taking a firm, tenacious hold on a wooden
building of whatever dimensions.

, anron. MRS. M. A. FULLER.

Mfr—w”

MISPLACED SYMPATEY.

 

It is nearing the house-cleaning time and
again we shall read those semi-annual,
pitiful stories of masculine grievances, all
caused by walking over cakes of soap,
being interviewed by inverted tacks or
taking cold lunches from a barrel head in
the wood house during the avalanche of
house-cleaning; but who ever read a word
of sympathy for the feminine members of
the disarranged household, who have all
the dust and discomfort, all the toil and
trouble, all the planning to keep up ap-
pearances without extra expense? During
this important siege what much-abused
man ever passed through—the mental agony
endured by a woman when the doorbell
rings and, lacking a substitute, she an-
swers the summons with all the alacrity of
a martyr walking to the stake, and must
meet and entertain for moments that seem
like hours st. me over-polite book agent or
render of silver polish, conscious all the
time while vainly trying to appear at ease
(as no woman ever did or ever will), that
her complexion has suffered from an ac-
cidental contact with stove polish and her
attire is decorated with drops of whitewash
or paint, with tumbled hair and worn
slippers and, above all, the knowledge of
masculine foibles by which she accurately
anticipates the remarks that are sure to
follow, sooner or later! What has man
ever endured that can approximate to this?
But so long as the average man’s ideas of
cleanliness never go beyond the washing

 

 

of hands, they can hardly be expected to
etmprehend the nttd of general renova-
tion and womankind must wait, as here—
tofore, the coming of the millenium.
ROMEO. EL. SEE.

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FUCHSIAS.

At the east end of the house we have a
small porch, and party under this fora
long while stood the swill barrel, and not
being very tight much of the contents
oozed through into the ground. Last
spring I removed the barrel, threw some
50ft. meadow earth over the spot, made a
neat garden bed and put in the fuchsias.
It was partly shaded, and the plants did
wonderfully well. The blossoms came by
hundreds, and were especially large and
very rich colored. The Storm King was
very fine. The plants hang down full of
blossoms up to frost time. I shall take
them up with earth around the mats, put
in a basket and store in the cellar. The
treatment agreed with them, so I shall dig
a hole in the fuchsia bed and throw in
swill through the winter. A little wood
ashes now and then keeps the worms
away and is a good sweetener. Early in
the spring, I shall throw over soft earth,
and put in the plants again that have been
cut down and started in the house.

DETROIT. SISI‘ER GRACIOUS.

AN EXPLANATION WANTED-

I want some one to tell me why green
corn, peas, fruits, etc., must be cooked in
the cans in the wash-boiler, with a great
expenditure of heat and time and an in-
finite deal of trouble. The recipes all
order this to be done. Now I cannot see
why the same results cannot be obtained
by cooking whatever is to be canned thon
oughly in a stew pan, then filling the cans.
If necessary they could be set in the boiler
long ens ugh to heat the contents hot
enough to expel the air before sealing,
which I take it is the main object of all
this fuss. \

Iran see it might save handling and con-
sequently some damage to the appearance
of tender fruits like strawberries, black-
berries and raspberries to cook them in the
cans, but I don’t see the benefit in the case
of vegetables. I always like a reason for
troublesome processes in housekeeping, to
make certain I am not wasting what is
so precious to housekeepers, time and
strength.

Will not some one explain?

FLINT. EUDORA.

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GRAPE WINE—One gallon grape juice;
three pints cold water; three and one half
pounds brown sugar; stir the sugar into
the grape juice; pour the cold water on
the squeezed grape skins, and let stand
over night. In the morning pour off,
squeezing the skins again, and add to the
grape juice and sugar. Fill a demijohn
very full, reserving part of the juice in an-
other dish; as the juice tfiervesces it must
be skimmed every morning and the demi-
john filled again from the reserved juice.
When efiervescence ceases, filter the wine,
bottle and seal it. Keep in a dark cool
place. From Harper’s Bamr.

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FROM A VERITABLE GRANDMA.

In making my best courtesy to our own
Beatrix and the many members of the
HOUSEHOLD, I must assure you I am
“really truly ” Grandma, having my own
chair and knitting the stockings for my
grandchild, not in the famous chimney
corner, but by the open grate fire, and
every Saturday putting on my glasses to
read the HOUSEHOLD next to my letters.
I am much interested in each and all of
the HOUSEHOLD family, and nod my head
when “Grandpa” says it is no disgrace to
be rocked in the cradle of the district
school (or something of the kind); and say
“Truly so ” when “ School Girl" says that
district schools are very deficient. The
cradle should be rocked in all directions.
Teachers in the country fail very much in
pushing one, or their favorite study, at the
expense of other studies. The geography
with its colored maps is more inviting, the
examples in arithmetic much more entic
ing on the blackboard than srntences in
grammar; but from my own experience I
know that chi‘dren can be made wonder
fully interested in grammar by the ex
amples on the board alone. Many bright
scholars would pass to the grammar school
in town in arithmetic, reading and writing,
who would have to spend a whole school
year and sometimes more in the ward
schools to bring up grammar, civil govern—
ment, etc., thus kept back with those
much younger in years, and with a child’s
sensitiveness feel the lack in country
school teaching. I hope the school ques-
tion will “not down ” until all schools,
either in country or town, shall be graded
alike; with a system of text books which
shall be universally adopted, and a roll of
scholarship which cannot be mistaken.
Then will the assured growth of our chil-
dren’s education in the country be not im-
peded, but on the contrary the golden sun-
light, the pure air, the broad green school
grounds, the romping, joyous life Of
school children bring out the grand good
manhood and the giorious womanhood of
those whom nations would delight to
honor. '

I must tell you of a present I had. A
kind friend gave me atidy for my chair. It
is crocheted of fine unbleached carpet warp
in the form of a pillowslip; it is made by
crocheting a chain as long as the chair is
wide, then round and round in plain squares
of four stitches for about six inches, then
the spider web stitch for eight or ten inches,
and then six more of plain, finished with
a neat scallop, making a very pretty orna-
ment, always in its place, and a “ joy for
ever” sort of tidy, thus making the taunt
for naught “ that a tidy is made to hang
on the neck, or back button of a gentle-
man’s coat.”

Did you know that a square of cheese
cloth folded to a suitable size and stitched
around the edge is a lovely dishcloth?

Do not waste time by trying to remove
the seeds of citron before heating in the
clear water. They will nearlyall come out
by stirring them, and if not they are easily
seen, as the boiling clears the melon. Cut
the pieces larger than you desire them

'give plenty Of water.

 

when all prepared, as they shrink very
much And some ginger root with the
sugar and raisins makes a sweetmeat of
YE OLDEN DAYS.
_-...........__.
BULBS IN THE HOUSE.

I feel very much inclined to advise my
friends who love flowers and keep plants
through the winter, to put the fuchsias,
geraniums and their kin into the. cellar
this fall and try bulb culture for one sea-
son at least. So few of our plants will
blossom for us during cold weather,
though it may be possible we prize the
bloom all the more for its rarity; and then
they are such an anxiety on cold nights,
and take so much of the light and sun-
shine ncedcd for our own well bein g during
dark days, that we may turn with relief to
the bulbs, which give us bloom and per-
fume and take up little space.

There are many classes of bulbs that are
adapted to window culture. Among the
best known are the hyacinth, tulip,
freesia, lily of the valley, cyclamen,
crocus, and the Chinese lily. All there
may be grown in pots or boxes of earth,
with very little trauble. If hyacinths are
chosen, select the single varieties; they
are more satisfactory bloomers and quite
as beautiful as the double. Owing to the
fact that a good truss will last a couple of
weeks in a cool temperature, more endur-
ing pleasure is obtained than from any
other bulb, though the tulip is a good
second. Due van Thol tulips are of dwarf
habit and well adapted to growth in pots,
though the double sorts and the bizarre
Parrot tulips are fine. The crocus blooms
are not as permanent, fading soon. Plant
two dozen bulbs if you hope for anything
like adisplay. The freesia is very satis
iactory, its perfume is as delicious and less
overpowering than the hyacinth’s.

All these bulbs are to be planted in good
mellow soil, and pressed down into it until
about three-fourths covered. Water freely,
then set the pots in a cool, dark place and
cover with sand or leaves to a depth of
about three inches. Let them alone for
six weeks, then bring them into light and
They will have
made a good start in the darkness, and
have plenty of roots, thus ensuring free
blooming.

The Chinese lily is managed differently.
A shallow dish is chosen, filled nearly full
of small pebbles, the bulb half buried in
them, taking care it shall be firm in its
place; then the dish is filled up to the top
of the pebbles with rain-water and set in a
warm sunny window. Of course the
water must be renewed as it evaporates.
Withina month after planting the bulb
will blossom. A bit of charcoal will help
keep the water pure. Hyacinths are often
grown in much the same way, except that
the base of the bulb only touches the water,
which must be kept at that level, and the
dish is kept in a cool place inthe dark until
a good root growth has been made.

If you have lilies of the valley in your
garden, wait until after a black frost and a
slight freeze, then dig up a few of the pips
and plant them in a pot together. Keep

 

them in a dark cool place a week or two,
then give air and water and expect bloom
in ab ut six weeks.

If you mean to have a gay garden next
spring, now is the time to make ready by
preparing beds and ordering bulbs, ready
to plant the last of the month. There is at.
great deal of delight in growing bulbs

either indoors or in the garden.
BEATRIX.

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FOR THE HOUSEKEEPER.

The scarcity and consequent high price.
of all kinds of fruit this year will prevent:
most housekeepers from putting up their;
customary quantity of canned, spiced.
preserved and pickled fruits. There will
be a dearth of jellies and jams, and later;
a great demand for pie timber, for to the»
average man, pie, not bread, is the "stat!“
of life.” We give directions for the pre~
paration of several rather unusual sweetr--~
meats, prefaced by a plan to can pumpkin;
clipped from an exchange. Pare the
pumpkin, cut it into small pieces, and:
cook it until soft enough for pies, then rub
it through a sieve. After it has all been
through the sieve, put it over the fire and.
heat it thoroughly, and then put it into the.
ems scalding hot and seal immediately-
Have your cans heated the same as you.
would for fruit. Some would rub the
pumpkin through a colander as it takes
less time, but it is much smoother and
nicer for pies if put through a sieve.

Pump kin may also be kept over by cut
ting in small pieces, boiling till tender,
then canning before putting through a.
sieve, while the pieces still retain their
shape. This requires more cans, but is-
perhaps surer to result satisfactorily;
Pumpkin and squash may be dried—after
being cooked ready for use in pies—on
plates in the oven. When wanted, soak. .
over night in sweet milk, thin to the re»
quired consistency and add eggs, sugar,
etc. Some persons dry the pumpkin.
before cooking, but we consider this
hardly as satisfactory as to dry after that-
process.

A correspondent Of the Chantry Gentle
man says avery delicious sweetmeat, resemw
bling West India preserves. is made from ..
those late tomatoes that remain unripe when. .
frost threatens. Select those Of a uniform
medium size, wash and wipe with a coarse «.
towel, rubbing off any adheringsubstance,.
but do not pare. Put them over to boil‘ .
in cold water to cover and simmer gently '
until tender but not broken. Al'lOW a .-
pound of sugar to each pound of fmit, and..."
add it to the strained liquor with the thirr.
yellow rind and juice of a lemon and two .,
or three pieces of ginger root to each
pound. When the syrup has boiled up
well and been skimmed, add the tomatoes
and simmer gently until transparent and
the syrup thick and rich. The ginger-
root, used in almost any of these recipes
for preparing green or immature fruit for:-
preserves, imparts a pleasant “foreign”
flavor agreeable to most palates.

To makea preserve of ripe cucumbers:
split them and extract the seeds. Let:
them remain for three days in salt and
water. Put them now into cold water,.,

 


 

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“with asmall quantity of alum, and boil
them till tender. Drain them and allow
them to lie in a thin syrup for two days;
zathen take them out, boiling the syrup again,
and pour over the cucumbers, repeating
.‘his operation twice more. N ow boil some
{clarified sugar until, when a spoonful of
d; is taken up and blown through, small
csparks of sugar will fly from it; put the
«cucumbers into this and let them simmer
'five minutes. Leave them until the next
.iiay, when the whole must be boiled up
.again, and aft. tward put by for use.

'The wild or fox grape makes a very ac-
--:ceptable 'jelly, about the only way in which
fit can he used, owing to its large seeds and
:the small quantity of pulp. The jelly im-
gr'parts a fine flavor to mince-meat.

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THE ELDERBE RRY .

 

"In a recent paper the cider-berry was
amentioned as forming pie timber for
«eastern housekeepers. The drcuth has in-

jured them here for three or four seasons;

but when the berries are plump, we Oak-
".land County people think them very nice

”for pics. They are dried and put up in
"various ways, but the following method
fits the favorite in our neighborhood: Strip
“them from the stem and pour boiling
' water over them. Let it stand a few
:moments, then drain off, and to eight or

:ten quarts of the fruit add three or four
{pounds of sugar and one pint of vinegar; or,

what is better, the juice of wild grapes.
"iil‘cok slowly for two hours and can. They
are said to keep well in stone jars.

A. E. J.

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OFF TO ALASKA.
(Continued)

'The arrangement of conveniences on
‘ifnoard the steamship will interest many, I
*«fthink. The dining room is below the
unain deck, being lighted by “ bull’s eye”
awindows, and with lamps when necessary.
-ZAbout 100 cc uld be seated at a time, mak-
kings. second seating necessary. All seats
-;are numbered, and guests 'are assigned to
meats at first or second sitting, as may be
.meoegaary, and keep their assignment
'lthrough the trip. The cuisine was all that
{would be desired, and table service ex-
:cellent. On this deck wasa well appointed
*Abathrcom, where sea-baths, hot or cold,
-—could be had, the stewardess in charge
‘behig the only woman employs on board.
son the main deck was “ Social Hall” a
«rabin where tourists could meet for social
.genjoyment. A piano here gave its aid to
:any musically inclined.

The state rooms opened outward on the

; guards, so that passengers could sit in their
rooms, and through the open door view
"some changing features of the shore. A
second or hurricane dc ck above this gave
-..-another row of staterooms, arranged in
«the same manner. Wide promenades were
‘ieft encircling the ship on both decks, with
plenty of space fore and aft for outside
sitting. There was also a large space on
*Rthe roof of the upper deck. The whole
.ship was lighted by electricity, with lamps
and bells in each room. Add to all these
arrangements for comfort, that during

 

the trip the water was as smooth as the
gentlest zephyrs could leave it, except
where churned into fury by the tides
.‘n some narrow passages, and you wiil
not wonder at the Captain’s remark:
“ You have had an exceptionally fine
trip.” .
We were told that all tourists, ladies a
well as gentlemen, should take rubber
boots and waterproof wraps, because there
was likely to be much rain and tags.
Warm clothing and winter wraps would
also he wanted. This advice should be
followed, but while we found use for the
warm clothing while on the northern part
of our trip, we had no rain until at Sitka,
when on coming on board after a day of
sightseeing, the downpour came, and
lasted nearly twenty-four hours. This
sent the people into “Social Hall.” and
gave them an opportunity of becoming
acquainted, of which very little had been
done before. The wonderful scenery had
kept every cne intent, and groups of people
already acquainted had kept together while
admir'ng and commenting on the passing
views. The return, after leaving Sitka,
was mainly over the same route as going.
and as people became acquainted, plans of
evening amusement were matured.

At eight. p. m. court was convened,
Hon. Charles L. Colby on the judge’s
bench. Court being opened in due form,
the prisoner, Dr..She1ton, of New York,
as “Alaska Charley ” was brought in by
Sheriff Lawrence, charged with having
kidnapped several native Indians, to wit:
Sitkomtakce, Tosknoosh, Takoctee, Ta-
keenootaklee, OLdekoo, Koowhikla,Buck-
adowa, Wokeeseon, Nikoma, Matwoukoo.
The prisoner was fearful and agitated;
shookhis manacled hands, shouted war-
whoops, and tried to escape, but all to no
purpose. Being without counsel, he could
only moan when ordered to plead to the
charge. But a gentleman volunteered,
and by his direction aplea of “ not guilty”
was made. Witnesses were offered, but
defendant’s counsel moved to release the
prisoner on the ground of want of juris-
diction, the boat being in British waters,
while the alleged offense was committed in
United States territory. This was prompt-
ly o'verruled by the judge, and the trial
proceeded. Witnesses were sworn by
Clerk Fee, “ to tell no truth, the whole of
the truth, or as little truth as they pleased,
under the penalty of the great horn spoon,”
which weapon he raised threateningly over
their heads. Evidence was given-to show
that the prisoner h‘ad been seen to talk
with the Indians, to offer them money, and
apparently force them away in his com-
pany; his object as related being to make
showmen of them, thus degrading them
and injuring their morals. Wang Ling, a
Chinaman, tcld in inimitable style what he
saw of the abduction, talking “pigeon
English,” and in pantomime illustrating at
the same time, but making “washee”
more prominent than all else. The ab-
duction evidence in, the abducted were
called in to show the progress made in their
demoralizing education, when several
Ct mic songs were sung in character, and
fancy dancing indulged in, the ladies

 

wearing masks on the back of their heads,
giving a look of two-faced beings. (Was
this a revelation?) The counsel for the dc-
fense declared if it was a misdemeanor to
abduct Indians to teach them such things, in
so short a time, he thought misdemeanors
should be common, but still thought it
best to rest his defense on the ground of
insanity. Witnesses testified to tie most
absurd acts of the prisoner. Doctor Si
Wash, Easton, and others, as experts,
pronounced him insane. The prisoner
raved and gibbered, the prosecutor and
defendant’s counsel with their sharp hits
and sparkling bon mots kept the spectators
in shouting glee. Finally the case was
summed up and given to the jury, com—
posed equally of ladies and gentleman.
When they marched in with their verdict
the prisoner made a daring dash for liberty,
but was overcome and made to listen to
the verdict of “ guilty,” when he wailed
piteously, and spoke in his own behalf
most eloquently, but without effect. The
judge sentenced him to be immured in the
caverns of “Muir Glacier,” until its for-
ward movement should release him, hop-
ing by that time his sins might be atoned
for, and. purified and bleached, he might
commence life anew, with prospects bright
and fair. The characters were all well
sustained, and the original play upon
words, the scintillations of wit, the absurd
rulings of the court, and his owl-like
gravity amid the shrieks of laughter
around, all combined to make this mock
court one of the most enjoyable reminis-
cences of the trip.

Another laughable aflfair was the great
courtesy and attention given to a cub on
board as mascot when the ship's nine were
victorious in a base ball game at Sitka,
and their ducking him in the sea as a
J onab, when they were defeated in a game

at Nanaimo. A. L. L.
Marmarnonsn. . .
(To us Conan-cred.)
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Contributed Recrpes.

TouAro Crimson—One gallon ripe tomatoes:
four tablespoonfuis of b‘ack pepper. and a
qua:ter of a teaspconful of ca} enre; three
tablespconi‘uls mustard; one tablespoont‘ul
each of moves and allsp‘ce. Simmer slowly
for four hours; strain through a sore, and
bottle. Cover corks with hot wax.

MUSTARD PICKLES —One quart each of
small cucumbers; button oniozs; s'ioed cel-
ery; tender string leans; two quarts cauli-
fl .wer cut into small sections: six green pep-
pers. sliced. Put the vcge'ables in weak
brine over night, then scald till tender in the
same brine. Drain. Mix all: tablespoonfuls
ground mustard, one tablespoonful tumeric,
a cup and a half of sugar and a cup of flour
with a little cold vinegar; stirring in two
quarts boiling vinegar. When it boils put in
the vegetab‘es at d let them heat through in
the dressing. B.

 

RIPE TOMATO Plexus-Scam and pars.
For four gallons of fruit, mix together one
cup of salt and two of sugsr. Pack a la; er
of the fruit closely; sift over it a portion or
the mfxture; then rearly cover with horse-
radish root sliced line. Put down another

layer in the same way. and when through

cover and weight it. They will soon form a.

brine, but are not go: fer several metallic.J
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