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DETROIT, AUGUST 29,

1891.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

ZEKEL BROWN UNBURDENS HIMSELF.

 

The neatest woman in this town.
Folks say I’ve got for a wife;

And what folks say is gospel truth
This time. you bet your life.

Keturah Brown she beats the world
On bakin’ bread and pies,

But her best hold is fightin’ dirt
And circumventin’ flies.

Her iemper's like her pie-crust. which
They’re both uncommon short;
An‘ tho’ l’m freeandsasy like
Sometimes she makes me snort.
There ain’t no sense in havin’ things
So dum'd all-fired neat.
Nor sayin’ ev’ry time I step,
“ Now, Zek’el. wipe your feet!”
I can't set down in our best room.
It is so slick and spruce;
Fact is. most everything we’ve got's
Too good for common use.
Though next to godliness. the book
Puts cleanliness I’m bound
To say Ketnrah’s mighty apt
To run it in the ground.

There ain’t no use in kickin’. I’m

Prepared to hear my cross;
Some day. perhaps. [’1 wear my crown:
Keturah she can‘t boss
Things round in Heaven. An’ since we’re told,
That there no moth nor rust
Comes to corrupt. I guess it’s safe
To say there ain‘t no dust.

But oh. what will Keturah do
Within these pearly gates,
If she no longer finds the dirt
That she so dearly hates?
O’ershadowed Heaven itself will be.
Engnlfed in awful gloom.
When my Ketursh enters in
And cannot use a broom.
—Porlland (Me ) Trana-ript.

GOSSIP.

We never shall have better and
nobler womeh until women turn from
the belittling personalities which so
engross them and become broader-
minded and more liberal. I am thor-
oughly convinced of this. A life that is
bound up in the gossip and tattle of a
neighborhood can never become round-
ed into all God meant it to be, for the
mind is always given over to contempla-
tion of the little things, the every day
happenings and trifles of existence.
, The brain cells become atrophied;
V there is no soul to be stirred by high
thoughts or grand impulses, but all the
current of existence is “ bound in shal-
lows and in miseries.”

What does the ordinary talk of
women amount to! One out of ten can
talk of those things that are making
the history of the day, the literature,

the great men, the arts and the sciences
of the period; the nine will tell you
the personal gossip of the community,
what “ they say;” what they have seen
from their windows of their neighbors’
goings out and comings in. On the
street, in their parlors, in society,
women’s conversation is of other women,
not of those who are doing yeoman
service in some chosen field, but criti-
cising some acquaintance or neighbor,
her dress, her housekeeping, her habits.
Tale-bearing and backbiting you can
hear everywhere; plenty of condemns:
tion and complaint: rarely the hearty
words of praise and approval.

Any life thus surrendered to triviali-
ties cannot help but be narrowed and
anchored in the mud and slime of hate-
ful gossip. There is nothing to call out
good or arouse noble impulses. No
thought is given to the grandeur of life
and its possibilities. The faults of a
friend are commented upon until they
obscure her virtues. Careless words
and acts are misconstrued and misrep-
resented until truth is lost in falsehood’s
.fog, and cruel injustice done the in-
nocent.

And what harm is done the gossip!
Think of keeping the heart full of ani-
mosities, the eyes always open to dis-
cover only the bad in others, and let-
ting the mind ever dwell upon the
weaknesses and foibles of our acquaint-
ances, with never a recognition of their
redeeming virtues! “ We are what we
think.” What our thoughts dwell
upon, like that we become. By giving
ourselves up to those personalities,
thinking and talking of them, we in-
capacitate ourselves for other and better
things; we become so we cannot think
nobly or act lovingly or charitably to-
ward others. We willfully blind our-
self to all the beauties of human char-
acter and see only its defects. Like
“ Number Seven,” “in “Over the Tea-
cups,” we develop “ squinting brains."
It is as if we were walking through a
beautiful orchard filled with fair fruit,
and all our squinting eyes could see
were the wormholes and the rotten

fruits.
From a gossiping neighborhood
“Good Lord, deliver us! ” There is no

local pride, no public spirit. Every-
body is watching his neighbor with
jealous eyes, and fearful he will do
more or less than himself. Every per-

 

     

 

son’s motives are subject to arraign-
ment, for a gossiping community is al-
ways a suspicious one, and there is
presumably an object- to be served in
any move for public weal. There can
be no good fellowship where people are
distrustful of each other: and you will
find, usually, that about three families
are all you can invite to a tea party and
feel ,sure your guests are on speaking
terms. Such a state of affairs tends to
very select neighborhood gatherings.

Sometimes a once peaceful community
is set by the cars by the advent of a.
new resident with a penchant for tats
tling, whose tongue stirs up strife and
destroys the friendships of years. I
wonder if it is because we know there
are joints in our armor that we are so
ready to‘ believe when some semi-
stranger repeats to us “what she said
about you and I thought you ought to
know it, being as you're such friends!”
We know our own weaknesses, and is it
not the fear that our associates recog-
nize them as well that makes us so
ready to listen to their unflattering
“real opinion," as detailed at second
hand by some one we have known but a
short time? Or is it that we are anxious
to see ourselves as others see us, yet
ready to resent a picture which discloses
traits we would rather have concealed?

Oh don’t do it! If you find you are
getting a taste for gossip, an inclinau
tion to hear and repeat personalities——
those inconsequent occurrences which
are not elevating in their nature and
only interesting to those with idle,
vacant minds—resolve at once to re
generate yourself and become nobler in
thought and word. It is only by effort
we rise: but it is easy enough to de-
scend. Wasn’t it quaint Josh Billings
who said when one once began to go
down everything seemed specially
greased for the occasion?

There are Curious peOple who can
never pass a swill—barrel without look-
ing into it, so too they can never see an
Opportunity for scandal that they do not
pounce upon it, revel in its unsavory de-
tails, and put themselves upon its level
by their apparent interest and delight
in it. And what a debasing influence.
they exert upon the tone of the com
munity! -

Think a. moment. Take the question
home to yourself and—arraigned before
the bar of Conscience. ask Am I a gos-


 

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Boon LITERATURE FOR THE can.-
DREN.

 

The subject of supplying our chil-
dren with good books is so important
that I feel impelled to have my say
about it, believing that many a mother
hesitates in this matter because she
does not know what to get for them.

I have found that good, first class ‘

AN economical western woman had a
dingy, faded rag carpet which she was
She was a woman of ex-
She obtained a quantity of

magazines, to be bound at the end

of the year are a great help to a

child, giving him an interest, some-
thing to look. forward to. When my
little boy took Babyland, a five cent
monthly for the wee ones, he used to
say “Mine Harper’s ’tum, Mamma?”
about once a week, and he looks for-
ward to having that peerless magazine
St. Nicholas as eagerly as he ever looked
for his first pair of pants. Then there
is Wide Awake, Harper’s Young People,
and for children not quite old enough
for these, a very good publication, Our
Little Men and Women, a dollar a year
and'second to none. By giving. our
children the best and reading for them
until the read for themselves (don’t
wait but gin as soon as you begin to
tell them stories) a taste will be formed
which will not be satisfied with “milk
and water” or- sensational books. They
will probably read some objectiOnable
ones in after life, but the fichi‘ef will
not be as great, nor will the children
be so likely to care for them, as if they
had never known anything better.
Miss Alcott’s “Little Women” and
the sequel, “Little Men,” should be
read by every child, aye, and every
mother, too. Consider the difference
in tone between her books and those of
Mrs. Holmes, for instance, and decide
which girl would be more likely to
prove a useful woman; the one with the
Marches for her heroines, or the one
with any of the love-sick damsels of
the author of “ Lena Rivers.” For the
books we read do influence us all, es-
pecially young girls, and the love of
good books is a comfort and solace
known only tothose who have made

90d books their friends. As Saxe says:

" I call them friends. these quiet books.

,And well the tllle they may claim,
Who always give me cheerful looks,

What liVing friend has done the same?
And for companionship, how few

ve these. my cronies ever-present.

Of all the friends 1 ever know.

Have been so useful or so pleasant! "

But they will notneed to usurp the
places of our living friends, only to sup-
plement them. And now, Ibeseech you,
mothers, don’t say, “We can’t afford
these magazines and books.” You can
if you will regard them as a necessity,
as they truly are and should be. I
know by experience whereof I speak,
and sometimes when money is scarce
you may think, “Well, we must give it
up,” but regard it as a paying invest-
ment, and you will not regret it.

Wm'rrmn. — J AY, ‘

 

WE receiitly saw quite a pretty crumb
cloth made of blue denim, with a bor-

‘wash it, riibbing it between the hands

aousnnonn mars. '

ICING for cake may be prevented

change, by adding one tablespoonful of
sweet cream to each unbeaten egg. Stir
all together, then add sugar tilas stiff
a can be stirred.

 

ashamed of.
pedients.
patent dyes, prepared them, and with
a couple of brushes, one wide, one nar-
row, went over the stripes with the
colors, brightening them so the carpet
looked “ almost as good as new.”

 

SOAP should never be applied direct-
ly to black dress goods of any kind.
Shave the soap and dissolve it in boiling.
water. Wash black lawn very quickly
in hot suds, rinse in deeply blued water
and dry in the shade. Iron on the
wrong side while still damp. If starch
is desired, make it. Hue and very thin;
dry the dress, dip-it imthe starch, hang
in the open air and iron when nearly
'dry.

 

A GENTLEMAN for many years con-
nected with a large shoe house in this
city gave the Editor of the HOUSEHOLD
a trade secret the other day, to the
effect that the injury done by the
patent liquid shoe-polish to the leather
.of the shoes may be prevented by rub-
bing them first with a little castor oil.
He says any polish which gives a lustre
will rot the leather; the only way to
prevent injury is to fill the pores with
oil before applying it. He recommend-
ed Brown’s Dressing as the best polish
he knew.

 

A CORRESPONDENT of Good House-
keeping says her own experience and
that of several of her friends has plainly
demonstrated that the clearest, «most
transparent and finely colored jellies
are made by preparing the juice in the
usual way, turning it into earthen
vessels and letting it stand at least
over night—on the ice if possible, then
adding the sugar and making up as
usual. The juice must be carefully
poured off the sediment which will be
left in the bottom of the pitcher or
preserving pan, and the absence of this
sediment is what makes the jelly so
beautifully clear.

 

THE Ohio Famer tells how to make
hulled wheat. Pick over two or three
quarts of good wheat; wash it; put it in
a porcelain kettle, and with it a pint of
clean wood ashes tied in a coarse cloth.
Cover with water and set on the fire
and let it boil one to two hours. Drain
the water off, put the wheat into alarge
pan, or pail, pour on cold water and"

to get the hulls off. If these come of!

 

dot of blue and white striped bed-

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right they will leave each a kernel as.

from cracking when cut, says an ex-'

white and about the size of a kernel of
rice. But if they do not all come off it
will do no especial harm, as the bran is
so softened by the alkali that the wheat
will cook with it on. Now the wheat
must be washed over and over. then
put on and boiled, then washed again.
This must be done until all the hulls
that will come off are removed and it
is ent' 1y free from the lye formed by
the asEs. We put ours over and scald
it twice and wash it in ten waters.
Then, put it over the fire with hot water
enough to cover, salt well and boil four
or five hours. The two quarts of wheat
will make eight or ten quarts when

done. .
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Contributed Recipes.

 

CANNED PLUMB.-—Prick the plums to pre-
vent bursting. For every three quarts of
fruit prepare a syrup of one pound of sugar
and one pint of hot water. When it comes
to a boil add the plums. let them boil slowly
five minutes, then fill into the cans. Green
gages and damsons are nice prep ared as.
above. , '

 

Bummer) Pussies—Eight pounds of
peaches pared and cut in halves; eight
pounds. of granulated sugar; one quart of
best brandy. Make a syrup of the sugar and
enough not water to dissolve nicely. Let it
come to a boil, skim and add the peaches,
boil fifteen minutes. Remove the fruit. boil
the syrup fifteen minutes, add the brandy,
put back the fruit and can immediately.
Pears and plums can be prepared in a like
manner.

_.—_.

GREEN ToMA'ro Bananas—Eight pounds
of small green tomatoes; pierce each with a
fork. Seven pounds of white sugar; the
juice of five lemons; one ounce of ginger
and mace mixed and tied in a thin muslin
bag. Heat all together slowly and cook un-
til the tomatocs are clear; take out witha
perforated skimmer and boil the syrup
thick, then add the fruit, fill into cans hot
and seal. Very nice indeed.

 

CRAB APPLE JELLr.—Cut the apples to
pieces, but do not pare or remove the seeds... '
Put into a stone jar, set the jar into a kettle-
of hot water and let it boil half a day or
more, then turn into a muslin bag. Hang it
so it will drip; do not squeeze it. Allow one
pound of white sugar for one pound of
juice.

 

BLACKBERRY German—One quart of
blackberry juice; one pound of loaf sugar;
one-half ounce of grated nutmeg; one-half
ounce of cinnamon; one-quarter ounce of all-
spice; one-quarter ounce of cloves; one pint
of best brandy. Tie the spices in a thin
muslin bag. Boil thejuice, sugar and spices
fifteen minutes, skimming well, then add
the brandy; set aside to cool. When thor-
oughly cold skim out the spices. bottle, and
seal the corks.

 

Rnsrnnaay Jun—To each four pounds of
mashed berries add ' one pint of ourrant
juice and three pounds of granulated sugar.
Cook the berries and juice one-half hour,.
then add the sugar and cook twenty minutes
longer. Blackberries can be made the same.

way, omitting the entrant juice.

 

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DETROIT, AUGUST 29, 1891.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

ZEKEL BROWN UNBUBDENS HIMSELF.
The neatest Woman in this town.
Folks say I've got for a wife:
And what folks say is gospel truth
This time. you bet your life.
Keturah Brown she beats the world
On bakin’ bread and pies.
But her best hold is fightin’ dirt
And circumventin’ flies.

Her temper's like her pie-crust. which
They’re both uncommon short;

An‘ tho' l’m free-and-easy like
Sometimes she makes me snort.

There ain’t no sense in havin’ things
So dum'd all-fired neat.

Nor sayin’ ev'ry time I step,
“ Now, Zek’el. wipe your feet!"

I can’t set down in our best room.
It is so slick and spruce;

Fact is. most everything we've got's
Too good for common use.

Though next to godliness. the book
Puts cleanliness I’m bound

To say Ketursh‘s mighty apt
To run it in the ground.

There ain’t no use in kickin’. I’m
Prepared to hear my cross;

Some day. perhaps. [’1 wear my crown:
Keturah she can‘t boss

Things round in Heaven. An’ since we’re told,
That there no moth nor rust .

Comes to corrupt. I guess it’s safe
To say there ain’t no dust.

But oh. what will Ketnrah do
Within those pearly gates,
If she no longer finds the dirt
That she so dearly hates?
O’ershadowed Heaven itself will be.
Engulfed in awful gloom.
When my Ketureh enters in
And cannot use a broom.
-Portland (Me ) Transcript.

 

GOSSIP.

 

 

We never shall have better and
nobler womeh until women turn from
the belittling personalities which so
engross them and become broader-
minded and more liberal. I am thor-
oughly convinced of this. A life that is
bound up in the gossip and tattle of a
neighborhood can never become round-
ed into all God meant it to be, for the
mind is always given over tocontempla—
tion of the little things, the every day
happenings and trifles of existence.

, The brain cells become atrophied;

' there is no soul to be stirred by high
thoughts or grand impulses, but all the
current of existence is “ bound in shal-
lows and in miseries.”

What does the ordinary talk of
women amount to! One out of ten can
talk of those things that are making

the history of the day, the literature,

 

the great men, the arts and the sciences
of the period; the nine will tell you
the personal gossip of the community,
what “ they say;” what they have seen
from their windows of their neighbors’
goings out and comings in. On the
street, in their parlors, in society,
women’s conversation is of other women,
not of those who are doing yeoman
service in some chosen field, but criti-
cising some acquaintance or neighbor,
her dress, her housekeeping, her habits.
Tale-bearing and backbiting you can
hear everywhere; plenty of condemna-
tion and complaint; rarely the hearty
words of praise and approval.

Any life thus surrendered to triviali-
ties cannot help but be narrowed and
anchored in the mud and slime of hate-
ful gossip. There is nothing to call out
good or arouse noble impulses. No
thought is given to the grandeur of life
and its possibilities. The faults of a
friend are commented upon until they
obscure her virtues. Careless words
and acts are misconstrued and misrep-
resented until truth is lost in falsehood’s

_fog, and cruel injustice done the in-

nocent.

And what harm is done the gossip!
Think of keeping the heart full of ani-
mosities, the eyes always open to dis-
cover only the bad in others, and let-
ting the mind ever dwell upon the
weaknesses and foibles of our acquaint—
ances, with never a recognition of their
redeeming virtues! “ We are what we
think.” What our thoughts dwell
upon, like that we become. By giving
ourselves up to those personalities,
thinking and talking of them, we in-
capacitate ourselves for other and better
things; we become so we cannot think
nobly or act lovingly or charitably to-
ward others. We willfully blind our-
self to all the beauties of human char-
acter and see only its defects. Like
“ Number Seven,” “in “ Over the Tea~
cups,” we develop “ squinting brains."
It is as if we were walking through a
beautiful orchard filled with fair fruit,
and all our squinting eyes could see
were the wormholes and the rotten
fruits.

From a gossiping neighborhood
“Good Lord, deliver us!” There is no
local pride, no public spirit. Every-
body is watching his neighbor with
jealous eyes, and fearful he .will do
more or less than himself. Every per-

son’s motives are subject to arraign—
ment, for a gossiping community is al-
ways a suspicious one, and there is
presumably an object to be served in
any move for public weal. There can
be no good fellowship where people are
distrustful of each other: and‘you will
find, usually, that about three families
are all .you can invite to a tea party and
feel.sure your guests are on speaking
terms. Such a state of affairs tends to
very select neighborhood gatherings.
Sometimes a once peaceful community
is set by the cars by the advent of a.
new resident with a penchant for tat—
tling, whose tongue stirs up strife and
destroys the friendships of years. I
wonder if it is because we know there
are joints in our armor that we are so
ready to“ believe when some semi-
stranger repeats to us “what she said
about you and I thought you ought to
know it, being as you're such friends!”
We know our own weaknesses, and is it
not the fear that our associates recog‘
nize them as well that makes us so
ready to listen to their unflattering
“real opinion,” as detailed at second
hand by some one we have known but a
short time? Or is it that we are anxious
to see ourselves as others see us, yet
ready to resent a picture which discloses
traits we would rather have concealed?
Oh don’t do it! If you find you are
getting a taste for gossip, an inclina-
tion to hear and repeat personalities—
those inconsequent occurrences which
are not elevating in their nature and
only interesting to those with idle,
vacant minds—-resolve at once to re-
generate yourself and become nobler in
thought and word. It is only by effort
we rise; but it is easy enough to de-
scend. Wasn’t it quaint Josh Billings
who said when one once began to go
down everything seemed specially
greased for the occasion? _
There are curious people who can
never pass a swill-barrel without look-
ing into it, so too they can never see an
opportunity for scandal that they do not
pounce upon it, revel in its unsavory de-
tails, and put themselves upon its level
by their apparent interest and delight
in it. And what a debasing influence.
they exert upon the tone of the. com
munity! , _ - . _~ _ 1
Think a moment. Take the question
home to yourself and—arraigned before

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sip? No evasion, no quibbling, but a
rigid catechism for finding out the
truth. Put some pertinent questions to
yourself, after an afternoon’s visit. Ask
What did we talk about? Did we speak
good; orill of others? Did I bring away
any new thoughts, or pleasant ones, or
better? Was it, or was it not, a wasted
afternoon? Was anything unkind or
unjust said, and did I say it? And if
conscience convicts (and do not soften
its accusation by deciding somebody
else said something much worse than
did you), just see if you have strength
and resolution enough to stop short 011’,
and turn the channel of your thought
into better courses. One of the great
benefits of the little reading societies,
classes, literary clubs,and their kindred,
is that they give us something to think
and talk about besides our neighbors’
affairs. I know no better relief for a
gossip-ridden community than to start
a- li'terary society. Its members may
never set the Thames afire, but they
will not tattle so much. Try it, if you
need .the cure. BEATRIX.

 

THE HAPPIEST MOMEN P.

 

Happy are they who have a time
they can hold in memory as something
precious, a possession, having which
they can feel, “ Come what may, I have
been blest.” Two people have lately
told me of their happiest moment, and
though their experience was widely'dif-
Eerent yet it was alike in the happiest
time shining forth from a background of
trouble. One was an old army veteran.
He said: “It was early in the spring of
1865. Our brigade, three years men,
had been marching for days in that
weary Southern land, tired, hungry
and footsore. Suddenly we heard a
singular sound in the regiments far be-
hind us, a noise that might have been
aroar from manv voices. Our Colonel,
atall, nervous, excitable man, with a
‘What’s to pay now,’ rode back. Soon
he came tearing back, hat off and gone,
shouting ‘Lee’s surrendered and the
war is over.’ Then we added to the
sound of many voices, while our band
struck up ‘ When Johnny Comes March—
ing Home Again.’ That was my hap-
piest moment.”

The other was a matron of forty. She
said: “The first year of my married life
was spent With my husband's parents.
It is easily in the power of a mother—in-

Bw to make life a burden to her son’s
I was only a

write and not half try.
girl of eighteen, never away from

home and motherbefore; and my hus-p

band’s mother regarded me from the
very first with cold disapproval, a dis-
approbation that was not silent either.
Welt, poor woman, she is gone now and
i'took all thecare or her in her last
iflness‘,‘ but- she never softened towards
me. I think I'spent a large share of
that first year' in crying over her
mung remarks.- Even my approach-

weeks old I went home on a visit. That
evening, when the first excitement of
my home-coming was over I was
lying on the lounge in the dear old
sitting room, my mother sitting near
me smoothing my hair with her hand,
my father holding my baby. The
younger brothers and sisters were
gathered around him wondering and
admiring, while the tiny midget re-
garded them with the gravity suitable
to his age. Suddenly from the back
ground of my long homesickness it
flashed upon me that now I was per-
fectly, perfectly happy.”

To change the subject suddenly, I
suppose we are all in the midst of can-
ning fruit. I learned wisdom from last
year‘s experience, and am putting
up some things we rather despise now
in the time of plenty. Last April can-
ned gooseberries “went” better than
anything else, so I am using a quantity
of them. Two years ago I planted the
seeds of the little husk tom'atoes. I find
by the way it grows and Spreads and
bears that Madam Nature is mistaking
it for a weed. When it ripens I shall
use it all for preserves, for I know that
when Nature discovers that it is useful
to us there will be seven new kinds of
insects invented to live on it, the first
frost will kill it, and we shall have to
work to keep a few dwindling specimens
alive. At present it threatens to over-
run the farm. I shall put up some
string beans and green corn with fear,
for vegetables are so much harder to
keep than fruit, though tomatoes keep
easily enough.

Can any one tell me where I can get
Fleischman’s corn pressed yeast cakes.
They are not kept around here, and I
have read that bread can be made in

three hours from them.
PIONEER. HULDAH PERKINS

OUR GIRLS IN MEN'S OFFICES.

 

 

It is now the time of year when young
people are seeking situations for the
coming year. There has been a craze,
if I may so call it, fortwo or three years
~—girls seeking situations in business
ofiiccs, as bookkeepers or such other
easy work as is to be done. Is it the
place for one girl in an office where the
rest are men? Yes, I know all your
arguments, but I know a few who would
have been better off if kept in the
privacy of home.

The thought with me is, isn't .there
something better for the girls than
these oflice situations? Last June while
soliciting funds and new members for
our Ladies’ Library Association, I
called at a gentleman’s office, which
was situated in the southwest corner of
alarge building. The windows were
so high up from the floor the only view
from. them was a small patch of blue
sky, the top of a few trees, or the side
of an adjacent building, In this office
was a young lady bookkeeper who had

present position. She thought she
liked her present place best; she worked
more hours, but she was not as tired as
when released from the schoolroom at
night. I looked at the unpleasant
room—it was positively ugly; and the
ugliest thing in it was a large picture
of a human face, each feature, eyes,
nose, cheeks, chin and whiskers were
represented by a specimen of some kind
of fruit. Just think of a pear repre-
senting a nose on a great coarse face!
That picture haunted me for days. I
do not believe I care for pears so much
since, and they were always my favorite
fruit to eat in hand. Well, that room
with its ugliness was hot as an ordinary
kitchen need be; every now and then
some grimy workman came in to select
trimmings used in his work, and while
I sat waiting I thought of so many
things. I compared this girl’s work
and surroundings with some other
kinds she might do; she sat or stood at
her desk (as she chose) her arm resting
on the desk showed a hand and about
six inches of arm, soft and white; her
motions slow and deliberate; when she
spoke her tones were low, as though
not much accustomed to using her
voice, in that place at least, her onlv
associates all day long were men. No
doubt she received a fair salary,'but
no more than _ a good school teacher,
dress-maker or milliner. I could not
help but think what an unhealthy at-
mosphere for a girl.

Every little while we hear of some
woman who is jealous of her husband’s
office girl. Whether she has reason or
not, is not to be discussed here, but
when awoman becomes so jealous she
can no longer keep her thoughts and
feelings confimd to the privacy of her
own home, the girl of whom she is
jealous—be she ever so blameless—her
character acquires a soil which can
never be wholly eradicated; if she is of
a sensitive nature she herself will never
feel quite so pure.

I have no doubt many will thinkI am
over nice or old fogyish. Perhaps I
am, but you will all agree with me that
it is easier to keep clean if we do not
go where there is dirt, and young
people, boys as well as girls, need to be
surrounded by the best influences to
make the best of themselves. Tom-gee
says: "Inheritance and environments
are not only realities, but are the most
important elements of every life.” P.
S. Hammerton says: “That which we
are is due in great measure to the ac—
cident of our surroundings.” Pope
says:

" Vice is a monster of. such horrid mien

That to he hated needs but to be seen;

But seen too oft. familiar with her face.
We first endure. then pity. then embrac 3."

I might quote from many others who
fully recognize the fact that our asso-
ciations have more to do with forming
of character than personal will, but I
am sure I have said enough for the
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The Household.

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PRISCILLL‘S PRESENT PERPLEXII‘Y.

I have come to inquire of the wise
tones of the HOUSEHOLD why some
people can go off from house and work,
for alittle rest and recreation, when
nature (human nature) clamors for a
change; in summer they can go to Bay
View or the Straits, to the seaside or
the mountains, and if no better oppor-
tunity presents itself they can stay with
some relative who has a cool shady
house and lawn, where they can rest
and board and be comparatively com-
fortable at a small expense. In winter
there is Florida or Southern California
-or some other good place. Others must
needs stay at home to broil and bake,
wash and churn, mend and make, and
scrub and scour and the door yard
rake, until it’s hard to tell where’s the
hardest ache.

Don‘t tell me it‘s because the one has
the most money, for I know some par-
ties who always go to some of the
places before mentioned who have a
mortgage on their home, and who
owe the butcher and the baker and the
candlestick maker. And some who
stay at home have no mortgage or
store debt, yet do not seem to be able to
find money for many jaunts. I do not
know but that senator was right Who
said a mortgage was a good thing to
have .on a farm, it being an irritant
perhaps makes it a stimulant also. I
think .I will hold a council with pater
familias and learn what he thinks about
it; if that is his opinion you may look
for me at the Exposition.

Have any of the HOUSEHOLD family
read Helen Gardner’s books? Do any
of you know something charming
yet new in the line of fiction? If so
tell us what it is; do not be selfish and
keep it all to yourselves.

Thank you, Beatrix, you solved that
social problem to my satisfaction, and I
think you must know how it is yourself.

Brunefille, I thought I should melt
right down when I read and when I
.t‘iink of “Three in a‘Bad.” One in a
bed is all I can endure in warm weather.

RIVERSIDE. PRISCILLA.

RENOVATING WORN DRESS GOODS

Most of us have occasion, at some
time, to clean the material of a dress
preparatory to making over. We know
soapbark is a good thing, but perhaps
do not know how to prepare. it for use.
Five cents‘ worth will clean all the
goods in a dress, but it should be used
only on dark material, for it will stain
a light goods. To prepare it, pour about
a quart of boiling water over five cents’
worth of the bark. Let it boil gently
for two hours, and at the end of this
time, strain it through a piece of cheese
cloth. It is ready now to be used in
sponging the goods, which, after a
thorough rubbing, should be rinsed in
clear cold water. Never wring them
by hand, but fold smoothly and pass
:through the wringer. Good Housekeep-

 

ing gives same hints on the treatment
of different fabrics which will be ap-
preciated by the novice:

Black silk may be sponged with a
decoction of soap bark and water if very
dirty and hung out to dry, or if only
creased and needing to be freshened
weak borax water or alcohol, and where
possible it is better pressed by laying
pieces smoothly and passing them
through the clothes-wringer screwed
very tight. If you must iron do it
after the silk is dry, between two damp
pieces of muslin; the upper one may
better be Swiss, that you may see what
you are doing through it. This is a
little more trouble than ironing the
wrong side of silk, but you will be re-
paid; the hot iron gives the silk a
paper-like feeling; above all never iron
silk wet, or even very damp.

Satin may be cleaned by spOnging
lengthwise—never across the width—
with benzine if greasy, or alcohol, or
borax water; this will not be injured by
direct contact with iron: press on the
wrong side. Black cloth may be sponged
with ammonia and water, an ounce of
rock ammonia to a wine bottle of water;
or liquid household ammonia, diluted
very much, may be used. Black cash-
mere may be washed in borax water,
as indeed may navy blue. It should
be rubbed only between the hands; not
on a board, and the water only pressed ,
not twisted out. E ich width folded in
four as smoothly as possible, and run
through the wringer, then open and
hang up to dry, is the best way.

Cashmere so treated, if it is of good
quality, will look like new. Pongee
silk is supposed by many never to look
so well after washing, but if properly
treated it may be made up again with
new added, and the difference cannot be
seen. But as usually washed it is
several shades darker, and sometimes
hasa stifiness to it, although it may
not have been starched; this change of
color and stiffness is due to its being
ironed wet. Again, apongee dress will
come from the laundress covered with
dark spots: this is where it has been
allowed to dry and then “sprinkled
down;” the sprinkling shows. The
remedy is simply to put it again in
Water. dry it and iron it when quite
dry. Pongee requires no more care in
washing than a white garment: it will
bear hard rubbing if necessary, but it
mnst'notbe boiled or scalded. Trent
it about as you would flannel, let it get
quite dry, and if you use a quite hot
iron, not hot enough to singe, of course,
all the creases will come out and the
silk will look like new. The reason it
darkens it to iron it wet is this: If it
were put into boiling water the silk
would darken as flannel would. If you
put a hot iron on the damp silk you con-
vert what water remains in it into boil-
ing water; it is thus scalded. A silk
which has changed color in the wash
may be partly restored by washing
again. Parenthetically, I may remark

 

 

that this ironing them wet is the
reason gentlemen’s white silk handker-
chiefs become yellow with washing.

W

HUM AN FRAILTIES.

 

It is not my purpose to offer apologies
for human frailties, nor advice on how
to avoid them, but rather to deprecate
the almost universal tendency to fault-
finding and magnifying faults, and
mimifying virtues. Man would not be
human did he not commit faults: but be
he ever so discreet and circumspect as
to his moral conduct, if he commit
one vice, though unintentional (and it
is only the intentional. avoidable errors
for which he will be held responsible
by an all-wise, all-merciful Judge). and
all his virtues go for naught. and he is
condemned by an uncharitable, cen-
serious world, although “To err is
human, to forgive divine.”

Then what a dismal, gloomy, unhap-
py world this would he were there no
wrongs to right. no injuries to for-
give, no want to relieve! There never
would have been uttered that blessed
Sermon on the Mount had not sin and
sorrow and evil, of which the Lord him—
self declares He is the author, been per-
mitted to come into the world. I like
the sentiment of the poet who said,

“ Judge not too harshly when thou seest
A fellow creature stray,
For thou know‘st no: what temptations have
Beset him on his way."

Vices, like weeds, grow spontaneously
and come to the surface before virtues
or useful cr0ps make their appearance,
but they only grow on rich soil, capable
of producing good and bountiful crops.
Let us have charity for all, and malice
towards none, is the sentiment of

MUSKEGON. GRANDPA.

BOY S” CLOTHES.

The little Lord Fauntleroy boys-vel-
vet trowsers, lace collar, long curls and
all are “out,” and the brown Holland
boys are “in.” The most fashionable
suits for boys are made of plain brown
Holland; a blouse waist with a deep
collar, a broadfront hem and deep cuffs,
all daintily edged with a frill of either
the same brown Holland or corn lace.
Fancy, also, trousers of the same ma-
terial, with three brown buttons de-
corating the side of each leg, and long
brown stockings and tan shoes button-
ing with a strap over the instep.

The beauty of these brown Holland
suits is that they can be washed as
often as the young chap who wears
them sees fit to roll in the dirt, go crab-
bing or make mud pies. Two such suits
a day will keep him looking quite re-
spectable, because the brown is of that
convenient shade which does not readily
show dirt, and which, even when

 

 

‘slightly soiled, appears quite clean.

For Sunday white drill or white
“duck” makes a very good material,
and can be made up in the same way.
When the white suit is worn black
stockings should accompany it and
black patent leather ties.

 


 

 

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sip? No evasion, no quibbling, but a
rigid catechism for finding out the
truth. Put some pertinent questions to
yourself, after an afternoon’s visit. Ask
What did we talk about? Did we speak
good; orill of others? Did I bring away
any new thoughts, or pleasant ones, or
better? Was it, or was it not, a wasted
afternoon? Was anything unkind or
unjust said, and did I say it? And if
conscience convicts (and do not soften
its accusation by deciding somebody
else said something much worse than
did you), just see if you have strength
and resolution enough to stop short off,
and turn the channel of your thought
ihto better courses. One of the great
benefits of the little reading societies,
classes, literary clubs,and their kindred,
is that they give us something to think
and talk about besides our neighbors’
affairs.~ I know no better relief for a
gossip-ridden community than to start
a- literary society. Its members may
never set theThames afire, but they
will not tattle so much. Try it, if you
need ,the cure. BEATRIX.

 

TEE HAPPEEST MOMEN P.

 

Happy are they who have a time
they can hold in memory as something
precious, a possession, having which
they can feel, “ Come what may, I have
been blest.” Two people have lately
told me of their happiest moment, and
though their experience was widelyt'dif-
fer-cut yet it was alike in the happiest
time shining forth from a background of
trouble. One was an old army veteran.
He said: “It was early in the spring of
1865. Our brigade, three years men,
had been marching for days in that
weary Southern land, tired, hungry
and footsore. Suddenly we heard a
singular sound in the regiments far he-
hind us, a noise that might have been
aroar from many voices. Our Colonel,
attall, nervous, excitable man, with a
‘ What’s to pay now,’ rode back. Soon
he came tearing back, hat off and gone,
shouting ‘Lee’s surrendered and the
war is over.’ Then we added to the
sound of many voices, while our band
struck up ‘ When Johnny Comes March-
ing Home Again.’ That was my hap-
piest moment.”

The other was a matron of forty. She“
said: ,“ The first year of my married life
was spent With my husband's parents.
It. is easily in the power of a mother-in-
Bw to make life a burden to her son’s
I was only a
girl of eighteen, never away from
home and mother before; and my hus-V
band’s mOther regarded me from the
very first with cold disapproval, a dis-

Well, poor woman, she is gone now and
i‘tookall thecare of her in her last
mesa: but-she never softened towards
me. I think I'spent a. large share of
that ,first year' in crying over her

 

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weeks old I went home on a visit. That
evening, when the first excitement of
my home-coming was over I was
lying on the lounge in the dear old
sitting room, my mother sitting near
me smoothing my hair with her hand,
my father holding my baby. The
younger brothers and sisters were
gathered around him wondering and
admiring, while the tiny midget re-
garded them with the gravity suitable
to his age. Suddenly from the back
ground of my long homesickness it
flashed upon me that now I was per-
fectly, perfectly happy.”

To change the subject suddenly, I
suppose we are all in the midst of can-
ning fruit. I learned wisdom from last
year’s experience, and am putting
up some things we rather despise now
in the time of plenty. Last April can-
ned gooseberries “went” better than
anything else, so I am using a quantity
of them. Two years ago I planted the
seeds of the little husk tom’atoes. I find
by the way it grows and spreads and
bears that Madam Nature is mistaking
it for a weed. When it ripens I shall
use it all for preserves, for I know that
when Nature discovers that it is useful
to us there will be seven new kinds of
insects invented to live on it, the first
frost will kill it, and we shall have to
work to keep a few dwindling specimens
alive. At present it threatens to over-
run the farm. I shall put up some
string beans and green corn with fear,
for vegetables are so much harder to
keep than fruit, though tomatoes keep
easily enough.

Can any one tell me where I can get
Fleis‘chman’s corn pressed yeast cakes.
They are not kept around here, and I
have read that bread can be made in

three hours from them.
PIONEER. HULDAH PERKINS

 

OUR GIRLS IN MEN'S OFFICES.

 

It is now the time of year when young
people are seeking situations for the
coming year. There has been a craze,
if I may so call it, fortwo or three years
—girls seeking situations in business
offices, as bookkeepers or such other
easy work as is to be done. Is it the
place for one girl in an office where the
rest are men? Yes, I know all your
arguments, but I knowa few who would
have been better off if kept in the
privacy of home. ‘

The thought with me is, isn't .there
something better for the girls than
these office situations? Last June while
soliciting funds and new members for
our Ladies’ Library Association, I
called at a gentleman’s office, which
was situated in the southwest corner of
alarge building. The windows were
so high up from the floor the only view
from. them was a small patch of blue
sky, the top of a few trees, or the side
of an adjacent building, In this office
was a young lady bookkeeper who had
previously taught school. I asked her

which she liked best, teaching or her

 

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present position. She thought she
liked her present place best; she worked
more hours, but she was not as tired as
when released from the schoolroom at
night. I looked at the unpleasant
room—it was positively ugly; and the
ugliest thing in it was a large picture
of a human face, each feature, eyes,
nose, cheeks, chin and whiskers were
represented by a specimen of some kind
of fruit. Just think of a pear repre-
senting a nose on a great coarse face!
That picture haunted me for days. I
do not believe I care for pears so much
since, and they were always my favorite
fruit to eat in hand. Well, that room
with its ugliness was hot as an ordinary
kitchen need be; every now and then
some grimy workman came in to select
trimmings used in his work, and while
I sat waiting I thought of so many
things. I compared this girl’s work
and surroundings with some other
kinds she might do; she sat or stood at
her desk (as she chose) her arm resting
on the desk showed a hand and about
six inches of arm, soft and white; her
motions slow and deliberate; when she
spoke her tones were low, as though
not much accustomed to using her
voice, in that place at least, her only
associates all day long were men. No
doubt she received a fair salary,'but
no more thanva good school teacher,
dress-maker or milliner. I could not
help but think what an unhealthy at-
mosphere for a girl.

Everylittle while we hear of some
woman who is jealous of her husband’s
oflice girl. W’hether she has reason or
not, is not to be discussed here, but
when awoman becomes so jealous she
can no longer keep her thoughts and
feelings confined to the privacy of her
own home, the girl of whom she is
jealous—be she ever so blameless—her
character acquires a soil which can
never be wholly eradicated; if she is of
a sensitive nature she herself will never
feel quite so pure.

I have no doubt many will thinkI am
over nice or old fogyish. Perhaps I
am, but you will all agree with me that
it is easier to keep clean if we do not
go where there is dirt, and young
people, boys as well as girls, need to be
surrounded by the best influences to
make the best of themselves. Tourgee
says: "Inheritance and environments
are not only realities, but are the most
important elements of every life.” P.
S. Hammerton says: “That which we
are is due in great measure to the ac-
cident of our surroundings.” Pope
says:

“ Vice is a monster of such horrid mien

That to he hated needs but to be seen;

But seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure. then pity. then embrace.”

I might quote from many others who
fully recognize the fact that our asso~
ciations have more to do with forming
of character than personal will, but I
am sure I have said enough for the
thoughtful, and for the thoughtless

much or little is of no account.
ALBION. ' -

 

M.‘ E. H;

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'The Household.

3

 

PRISCILLA’B PRESENT PERPLEXH‘Y.

I have come to inquire of the wise
ones of the HOUSEHOLD why some
people can go off from house and work,
for alittle rest and recreation, when
nature (human nature) clamors for a
change; in summer they can go to Bay
View or the Straits, to the seaside or
the mountains, ‘and if no better oppor-
tunity presents itself they can stay with
some relative who has a cool shady
house and lawn, where they can rest
and board and be comparatively com-
fortable at a small expense. In winter
there is Florida or Southern California
or some other good place. Others must
needs stay at home to broil and bake,
wash and churn, mend and make, and
scrub and scour and the door yard
rake, until it’s hard to tell where’s the
hardest ache.

Don‘t tell me it’s because the one has
the most money, for I know some par-
ties who always go to some of the
places before mentioned who have a
mortgage on their home, and who
owe the butcher and the baker? and the
candlestick maker. And some who
stay at home have no mortgage or
store debt, yet do not seem to be able to
find money for many jaunts. I do not
know but that senator was right who
said a mortgage was a good thing to
have .on a farm, it being an irritant
perhaps makes it a stimulant also. I
think I will hold a council with pater
familias and learn what he thinks about
it; if that is his opinion you may look
for me at the Exposition.

Have any of the HOUSEHOLD family
read Helen Gardner’s books? Do any
-of you know something charming
yet new in the line of fiction? If so
tell us what it is; do not be selfish and
keep it all to yourselves.

Thank you, Beatrix, you solved that
social problem to my satisfaction, and I
think you must know how it is yourself.

Brunefille, I thought I should melt
right down when I read and when I
think of “Three in a Bed.” One in a
bed is all I can endure in warm weather.

RIVERSIDE. PRISCILLA.

RENOVATING WORN DRESS GOODS

Most of us have occasion, at some
time, to clean the material of a dress
preparatory to making over. We know
soapbar-k is a good thing, but perhaps
do not know how to prepare it for use.
Five cents’ worth will clean all the
goods in a dress, but it should be used
only on dark material, for it will stain
a light goods. To prepare it, pour about
a quart of boiling water over five cents”
worth of the bark. Let it boil gently
for two hours, and at the end of this
time, strain it through a piece of cheese
cloth. It is ready now to be used in
sponging the goods, which, after a
thorough rubbing, should be rinsed in
clear cold water. Never wring them
by hand, but fold smoothly and pass
through the wringer. Good Homekeep-

 

ing gives some hints on the treatment
of different fabrics which will be ap-
preciated by the novice:

Black silk may be sponged with a
decoction of soap bark and water if very
dirty and hung out to dry, or if only
creased and needing to be freshened
weak borax water or alcohol, and where
possible it is better pressed by laying
pieces smoothly and passing them
through the clothes-wringer screwed
very tight. If you must iron do it
after the silk is dry, between two damp
pieces of muslin; the upper one may
better be Swiss, that you may see what
you are doing through it. This is a
little more trouble than ironing the
wrong side of silk, but you will be re-
paid; the hot iron gives the silk a
paper-like feeling; above all never iron
silk wet, or even very damp.

Satin may be cleaned by spenging
lengthwise—never across the width—
with benzine if greasy, or alcohol, or
borax water; this will not be injured by
direct contact With iron: press on the
wrong side. Black cloth may be sponged
with ammonia and water, an ounce of
rock ammonia to a wine bottle of water;
or liquid household ammonia, diluted
very much, may be used. Black cash-
mere may be washed in borax water,
as indeed may navy blue. It should
be rubbed only between the hands; not
on a board, and the water only pressed ,
not twisted out. Etch width folded in
four as smoothly as possible, and run
through the wringer, then open and
hang up to dry, is the best way.

Cashmere so treated, if it is of good
quality, will look like new. Pongee
silk is supposed by many never to look
so well after washing, but if properly
treated it may be made up again with
new added, and the difference cannot be
seen. But as usually washed it is
several shades darker, and sometimes
hasa stiffness to it, although it may
not have been starched; this change of
color and stiffness is due to its being
ironed wet. Again, apongee dress will
come from the laundress covered with
dark spots; this is where it has been
allowed to dry and then “sprinkled
down;” the sprinkling shows. The
remedy is simply to put it again in
Water, dry it and iron it when quite
dry. Pongee requires no more care in
washing than a white garment; it will
bear hard rubbing if necessary, but it
mnst'not be boiled or scalded. Treat
it about as you would flannel, let it get
quite dry, and if you use a quite hot
iron, not hot enough to singe, of course,
all the creases will come out and the
silk will look like new. The reason it
darkens it to iron it wet is this: If it
were put into boiling water the silk
would darken as flannel would. If you
put a hot iron on the damp silk you con-
vert what water remains in it into boil-
ing water; it is thus scalded. A silk
which has changed color in the wash
may be partly restored by washing
again. Parenthetically, I may remark

 

 

that this ironing them wet is the
reason gentlemen’s white silk handker-
chiefs become yellow with washing.

W

HUM AN FRAILTIES.

 

It is not my purpose to offer apologies
for human frailties, nor advice on how
to avoid them, but rather to deprecate
the almost universal tendency to fault-
finding and magnifying, faults, and
mimifying virtues. Man would not be
human did he not commit faults; but be
he ever so discreet and circumspect as
to his moral conduct, if he commit
one vice, though unintentional (and it
is only the intentional, avoidable errors
for which he will be held responsible
by an all-wise, all-merciful Judge), and
all his virtues go for naught. and he is
condemned by an uncharitable, cen-
sorious world, although “ To err is
human, to forgive divine.”

Then what a dismal, gloomy, unhap-
py world this would he were there no
wrongs to right, no injuries to for-
give, no want to relieve! There never
would have been uttered that blessed
Sermon on the Mount had not sin and
sorrow and evil, of which the Lord him-
self declares He is the author, been per-
mitted to come into the world. I like
the sentiment of the poet who said,

“ Judge not too harshly when thou seest
A fellow creature stray, '
For thou know‘st no: what temptations have
Beset him on his way.”

Vices, like weeds, grow spontaneously
and come to the surface before virtues
or useful crops make their appearance,
but they only grow on rich soil, capable
of producing good and bountiful crops.
Let us have charity for all, and malice
towards none, is the sentiment of

Mosxncox. GBANDPA.

BOY S’ CLOTHES.

The little Lord Fauntleroy boys-vel-
vet trowsers, lace collar, long curls and
all—are “ out,” and the brown Holland
boys are “in.” The most fashionable
suits for boys are made of plain brown
Holland; a blouse waist with a deep
collar, a broad front hem and deep cuffs,
all daintily edged with a frill of either
the same brown Holland or ecru lace.
Fancy, also, trousers of the same ma-
terial, with three brown buttons de-
corating the side of each leg, and long
brown stockings and tan shoes button-
ing with a strap over the instep.

The beauty of these brown Holland
suits is that they can be washed as
often as the young chap who wears
them sees fit to roll in the dirt, go crab-
bing or make mud pies. Two such suits
a day will keep him looking quite re-
spectable, because the brown is of that
convenient shade which does not readily
show dirt, and which, even when

‘slightly soiled, appears quite clean.

For Sunday white drill or white
“duck” makes a very good material,
and can be made up in the same way.
When the white suit is worn black
stockings should accompany it and
black patent leather ties.

 


 

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4 .

CANNED TOMATOES

*—

When preparing to can my tomatoes
for winter, says alady in the Country

Gentleman,
that are of medium size, roun (1
feet, and put them to one side.
scald, peel,
others, and put them on to boil in the
own juice;
sufficiently

in the kettle with
the whole to boil

longer. Then lift out carefully with

spoon the whole tomatoes and place
fterward pouring
were sliced and
Some housekeepers
put up the whole tomatoes in their own
juice, which is very thin and of little
my method I
jar furnish me two

them in the jar first, a
over them those that
boiled to pieces.

use afterward; while by
make the same

dishes, amply sufficient for my family

- time the same relaxed condition of the
The whole tomatoes I do not of course
simply place them on a

cook any more;
glass dish to be eaten as cold salad,
dusting them
pepper,

vinegar. The thickened tomatoes re-
maining in the jar are converted into
scalloped tomatoes, being seasoned with
salt, sugar, and a slice of butter, adding
after heating a slice or two of buttered
toast, and browning slightly in the
oven.
It is scarcely necessary to add that
none but sound tomatoes, those fully
matured but not over-ripe, should ever
be used for canning. Pour boiling
water over them so as to make the
skin come off easily, and as soon as
cold enough to handle cut in slices, re-
moving the hard piece in the centre,
and put on to cook in
has run from them while being sliced.
A porcelain-lined kettle is preferred.
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TEE CARE or CHILDREN DURING
' nor WEATHER.

 

The State Board of Health sends out
a reprint of a paper read by J. S. Par-
dee, M. D., of Three Oaks, before the
Sanitary Convention at Niles last Feb-
ruary. A few of the facts and opinions
presented are worth consideration by
the mothers of young children.

Dr. Pardee tells 'us two-fifths of the
deaths in the human race are of chil-
dren before reaching the age of five
years. One-fifth of these deaths are due
and
from 70 to 80 per cent of this class of
diseases occur between the first day of
July and the last ‘day of September.
These statements are substantiated by
records;

The idea that bowel troubles are
caused by teething, etc., is now scouted
by our best and most observing phy-
sicians, who point to the fact that as
many children get their teeth in Jan-

I select a number of those
and per-
Then
and cut into slices the

when the mass has become
cooked to can, I take those
first selected, scald, peel, and drop them
the rest, and allow
only a few minutes

lightly with salt and
though some prefer adding a
little sugar, and others a spoonful of

The House]

the number of deaths d

nine months of the year.
weather, continuous hot
which is the cause of the fearful mor
. tality among infants, coupled
1r

controversion. Dr.

how the power of the
oxygen is dependent on the proportion
of saline elements it contains; that
increased perspiration of the body di-
minishes the proportion of free salts in
the blood, and hence lessens its capacity
to receive oxygen from the air in ex-
change for the impurities of the blood.
A continuous high temperature relaxes
the structures of the body. The re-
laxed condition of the blood Vessels on
the surface of the body produces a
copious perspiration, and at the same

a

blood vessels of the alimentary canal is
producing an increase in the watery
elements of the gastric and intestinal
juices, deteriorating their quality and
diminishing their powers for digesting
foods. Under these conditions, which
directly tend to increase the exudation
of the serous or liquid portion of the
blood, it is easy to see that any food
that was indigestible by reason of
quality, or in quantity in excess of the
powers of the system to digest it, would
irritate and decompose, producing
poisonous matter of sufficient virulence
to be dangerous to a strong, healthy
child.
The first of the “ounce of preven-
tion” says the doctor, is worth much
more than the “pound of cure,” and

his suggestions are timely and apposite.
He says: ’

uring we past
three years from this cause to be 2,689
during the 90 days following the first
day of July and 955 for the remaining
It is hot

weather,

with im-
pure air, and this is established beyond
‘ Pardee explains
blood to take up

   

 

ficient as the judicious use of the sponge-
bath. If, during the periods of high.
atmospheric temperature when the‘
mercury did not fall below 70 degrees
during the nights, mothers and nurses
would see to it that each of the little.
ones received a free bathing with water,
as cool as is comfortable, both morning;
and evening, it would greatly lessen the
number attacked with diarrhoea.

“ The third indication is to carefully
look after the quality and quantity of-
the food that the child eats. See to it
that they are of the most easily digesti--
ble kinds, largely liquid, such as good
fresh milk, meat broths, and gruels,
and that the quantity is such that the
child will certainly not be overfed. Do-
not forget that at such times these
little ones want water often, and do not.
allow them to take milk or liquid food
when they only need a drink of water.

“Last, but not least, do not be mis-
led by any would-be oracle of the neigh-
borhood who will tell you that these
diarrhoeal troubles are caused by teeth-
ing and that nothing can be, or ought to
be done, to check them, unless they get-
very bad, and that then it would be
wrong and dangerous to entirely stop
the diarrhoea. Persons who preach-
this doctrine are to be found in nearly
every community, and through the in-
fluence of such teachings, many a child
has been neglected until after the pro~
duction of. an irreparable exhaustion.
Call in a physician at the very com--
mencement of the trouble, and see that
all is done that can be done to prevent
the case becoming a serious one.”

W

To clean marble, take two parts of'

 

the juice which

of the mucous and cutaneous surfaces
of the body, as will permit of the pour-
ing out of the Watery elements and
salts of the blood. To accomplish this

every opportunity possible for

their blood purified during both nights
and days. This can be done by keeping
the rooms that the little ones occupy
thoroughly ventilated. By taking them
out of doors into the coolest and most
airy shade possible. And during those
exceedingly hot, sultry periods, when
it seems almost impossible to find a
fresh breath of air anywhere, with a
fan in hand, take a position by the side
of the hammock, when you have a good
place for a hammock, and if not, in
front of the coolest door or window that
the house affords, fan the little one con-
stantly during the afternoon nap, or in
the fore part of one of those oppressive-
ly hot nights. .
“ The second indication is to use such
means as will best prevent the heat in
those protracted periods of continuous
high temperature, from producmg such
a relaxed condition of the blood vessels,

 

naryasin July,'while statistics show

there'is no other means that‘is'so ef-’

“First: See to it that they are given

securing
the amount of oxygen necessary to keep

common soda, one part of pumice stone,
and one part of powdered chalk; sift
through a very fine sieve, and mix‘
with water. Then rub it well all over
the marble, and the stains will be re-
moved. Then wash with soap and
water, as before, and it‘will be as clean
as it was at first.

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Contributed Recipes.

 

PICKLED GBApEs.—-Seven pounds
grapes; three pounds of brown sugar;
ounces of cinnamon; one ounce of
one ounce of mace; one pint of vinegar.
Pulp the grapes; cook them ten minutes;
strain through a sieve; add skins. sugar,
vinegar and spices. Cook one half hour.

of
two
cloves;

 

TOMATO Guava-One peck of tomatoes;-
two tablespooonfuls of salt; one of black
pepper; two of cinnamon;one of cloves; one-
fourth of cayenne pepper; one-half teacupful

 

of brown sugar; one pint of vinegar. Cook
until thick.
CHILI Swen—Sixteen tomatoes; one-

onion; one green pepper;

one cup of vinegar.
Stew two hours slowly;

then add one teas
nut.
one teaspoon-

spoonful each of cloves, oassia, ginger,
meg. auspice and cinnamon;
ful of salt.

 

 

Elm: CREEK.

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