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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

UNITED.

 

Through a chance fissure of the churchyard wall
A sweet-breathed vine thrust out a vagrant spray.
At whose slim end a snow-white blossom droops
Full to the dewy redness offa rose
That reaches up on tiptoe for the kiss.
Not them the wren disturbs: nor the blue bee
'Bhat buzzes homeward with his load of sweets:
And thus they linger. flowery lip to lip.
Headless of all. in rapturous. mute embrace.
Some necromancy here! These two. I think.
Were once unhappy lovers upon earth.

— T. B. Aldrich.

*-—-——-~O.-—-—-

FASHIONS FOR MIDDLE-AGED
LADIE 3.

 

I am asked to designate some stand-
ard fashion, “ s0mething that will last
more than one season,” to serve as
model for a couple of gowns to be made
up in black Henrietta and suitable for
ladies of fifty, both of whom are five
feet in height, one comfortably plump,
the other “a rolypoly.”

Well, I can tell what will, be worn
this season with a moderate degree of
certainty, but must respectfully de-
cline to predicate the vagaries of
fashion for a longer period. Yet I
think, by making these dresses simply,
according to present modes, they will
not be hopelessly out of style under a
year, at least.

For the “rolypoly” with 36inch
waist measure and large hips, I would
recommend a bell skirt, cut to lie about
three inches on the floor in the back.
This will make her look taller. All
the fullness of such a skirt is massed in
a small space at the back, but it should
not be drawn too closely about the
form atthe sides and front. Such a skirt
requires no trimming, but may have a
narrow ruching or ruflle if desired, set
on as a border at the bottom. One of
the new style of postilion basques will
be as becoming as anything; this is
pointed in front, is moderately long on
the hips—not over two inches beyond
the waist line, and has quite long pos-
tilions in the back, out in by prolonging
the centre and side back pieces, which
are open in the centre. and widen a
trifle in their length. A fold of the
goods is set on each side (in the seam
between the centre and side back) and
two handsome buttons are placed just
below the waist line. The fronts can
be cut to lap, left over on the right,
crossing low on the bust. with narrow
revere turning back; the V-shaped

‘piece thus left in front may be filled in
with black or colored chifion or crepe
du chine. For trimming, there is
nothing at the moment so stylish as jet
gimps; a narrow line of this may trim
the revers, the collarand sleeves. If
you trim with jet, instead of filling the
front with chiffon, run perpendicular
lines of the gimp in the V-shaped space,
letting them run up over the collar,
and cover the rest of the collar with
perpendicular rows. Have full sleeves.
moderately high on the shoulders, and
trim with long V’s of the jetted gimp.
Then, if you want the dress “very
swell,” get deep jet fringe for the bot-
tom of the basque, letting it extend
across the front and sides, back to the
postilion. Or, if you have some deep
silk fringe it can be used in the same
way, but in that case a narrow cord
gimp without jet should be used on the
waist. Of the two, I should much pre~
fer the jet, even without the jet fringe.
If this mode does' not find favor, try a
plain basque, with points in front and
back, and outline it with the narrow
jet gimp. The coat basques worn so
much last summer are, I am glad to
say, “out” this spring-or are so
modified that they are entirely differ-
ent. They were pretty on slight,
girlish figures, but on fat women were
simply hideous.

princess dress, that is if she wears cor-
sets and has a good figure in other re-
spects. Much of a woman’s ability to
wear a princess dress depends on how
she carries herself. If she goes about
bent over and stoop-shouldered she
should let the princess severely alone.
Unless caused by ill health there is no
excuse for a woman—even though she
is fifty years old—who makes a rainbow
of herself. She should straighten up
and give her lungs a chance. A woman
of fifty who has not allowed herself to
get “all out of shape” can wear any
style suitable for a woman of 'thirty-
five. She may not wear such high
colors or as much showy trimming, but
she can have her dresses made on the
same models.

If a princess be thought inadvisable,
have a bell skirt, as advised for No. 1.
If you don’t want your dress with the
fashionable dip in the back, have the
sheath skirt fitted-by tiny gores around
the front and sides, and a full back

 

For the other lady, I should aivise a‘

 

  

pleated in narrow space. The bell
skirt is latest and the favorite. It is
too early yet for the new styles in the
details of corsage and sleeves, but we
do know the bell skirt is going to stay
with us all summer. One of the new
spring models is a deep corsage, roundly
pointed front and back and cut longer
over the hips than we have been ac—
customed to seeing them. This is
bordered with a moss trimming in silk,
which surrounds the wrists and bor- '
ders the skirt. ‘ But this is expensive.
Perhaps a gathered bias puff of silk or
Henrietta might be substituted. An-
other new pattern is moderately
pointed front and back, short on the
hips, and has short basques, which
nearly meet their length, attached in
front and narrowing to the back, where
they disappear; they are about ten
inches long in front. and are sloped
so that on the hips they are not over
three inches wide, and are edged with
a fluffy worsted trimming which can be
bought for 65 cents. Have full fronts
gathered on the shoulders, or if you

prefer, a vest and revers.
BEATRIX. ',

 

THE MODERN GIRL.

 

As I sit by the bright coal fire in my
cozy arm chair I sometimes think how
different it might be if only our modern
girls were a little more old-fashioned! A
girl used to help her mother do up the
work in the morning, watch over her
younger brothers and sisters (if she
had any), and was always ready to lend
a helping hand in time of need. But
the modern girl has “ other fish to fry.”
She must play on the piano, paint,
crochet, etc., besides spending an hour
or more every day doing up her hair,
to be ready for her “best young man”
when he calls in the evening. . She
must have unlimited pocket money,
beaux and attention. And yet with all
this she is not as sweet tempered as her
sister of twenty years ago. The young
man of today (if he is sensible) is very
chary of. getting married, unless he has
an assured income; as he well knows
that the modern girl will not help him
much in securing a competency. Can-
not some one suggest a remedy for such

a deplorable state of affairs?

Now dear HOUSEHOLD readers,'please
don’t take ofience at what I have said,
but consider that it comes from an

Msuormsma. OLD BACH.

   


 

The" Household.

 

WOMAN‘S ENDURANCE .

Perhaps when Beatrix called so
urgently for more copy she did not
‘ realize that in nearly every house there
are from one to three persons ailing
with the grippe and that everywhere
there are scarcely well ones enough to
care for the sick. When our best
friends are put off with occasional
postals in place of the usual long weekly
' letters, how can we write for the press?
Some one has said that a greater num-
ber of men than women are sufferers
from the prevailing disease, butI think
it is because the men give up to it. As
arule, if a man feels out of sorts he
thinks he is alarmingly ill, goes straight
to bed and drops every care. One said
to me: “When I had the grippe Iwas
the sickest person you ever saw.” I
didn’t see him at all during the time,
but Ifully believed that his wife suf-
fered much more, but was not in bed at
all, simply because she had no time.
With three young children and no help,
she knew, all too well, how everything
would be at sixes and sevens even in a
few hours’ time, so she kept “drag-
ging around,” taking heavy doses of
quinine until her head felt like a hor-
net’s nest and the children’s noise was
constant-torture, but the wheels of the
domestic machinery must be kept in
motion and there was no one to do the
work it her tired hands were folded
and her throbbing head took its needed
rest. When he got out he said what
I’ve already recorded and added, “ Wife
was grunting armnd trying to have it
at the same time, but she didn‘t make
out to get down.” Many women work
when they ought to be in bed, and what
would be but a little ailment if taken in
season and carefully nursed and
treated runs into some aggravating
chronic disease that may not result
fatally, but will cause untold suffering,
and places womanhood in general on
the invalid list, until in these latter
days a Diogenes would need aelectric
light instead of a lantern to find a
really healthy woman.

I am surprised that Maybelle or
Farmerine could think that I was
“going back on” Petoskey. On the
occasion of my first visit there, twelve
years ago, I was charmed with the
location, and as the years have added
to its beauty my admiration has grown
with its growth, until of the ten
thousand people who spent more or
less time at Bay View last season, I
feel sure that no one enjoyed the
literary feast more than myself; and all
the excursions round about, by land and
sea, were so pleasant that beautiful
pictures are stored away in memory’s
attic. Then it is home, and that
means much to one of my temperment.
A cottage on Glendale Avenue is fur-
nished and all ready for occupancy,
simply unlocking the door and taking
down the blinds puts the business of
housekeeping in working order again,

 

and already we are planning for the
next Assembly season. All that they
could find fault about was what I wrote
in regard to the drouth, and for that I
took the testimony of the butcher and
baker, the milkman and green grocer,
who told us daily of the dire effects of
the same. I

I often wish that I could look down
on that “deserted village” during the
winter. Its untrodden streets and
closed cottages must be in marked con-
trast to all the activity of business and
pleasure of the summer time that
makes it every year more popular. The
delightful lake breezes offset all the in-
convenience of the dry sand, and it
makes little difference to resorters,
except in the higher price of milk and
vegetables. whether it rains or not.

Beatrix’s fried cakes are simply per-
fect, and I was quite proud of my
culinary success in that line, and very
thankful for the recipe.

ROMEO. EL. SEE.

—d..—_—.-—.

MORE GIRLS WANTED.

 

There is something that is getting to
be dreadfully scarce in this world.
Shall I tell you what it is? It is girls.
That is what is missing out of the
sentient, breathing, living world just
now. We have lots of young ladies
and lots of society misses, but the sweet,
old-fashioned girls of ever so long ago
vanished with the poke bonnets and
the cinnamon cookies. Let me enum-
crate a few characteristics of the kind
of girls that are wanted: In the first
place we want home girls, girls who are
mother’s right hand; girls who can
cuddle the little ones next best to
mamma, and smooth out the tangles in
the domestic skein when things get
twisted; girls whom father takes com-
fort in for something better than
beauty; and the big brothers are proud
of for something that outranks the
ability to dance or shine in society.
Next we want girls of sense. girls who
have a standard of their own, regard-
less of conventionalities, and are in-
dependent enough to live up to it; girls
who simply won’t wear a trailing dress
on the street to gather up microbes and
all sorts of defilement; girls who won’t
wear a high hat to the theater, or
lacerate their feet and endanger their
health with high heels and corsets;
girls who will wear what is pretty and
becoming and snap their fingers at the

dictates of fashion when fashion is

horrid and silly. And we want good
girls, girls who are sweet, right
straight out from the heart to the lips;
innocent and pure and simple girls,
with less knowledge of sin and duplic-
ity and evil doing at twenty than the
pert little school girl of ten has. all
too often; girls who say their prayers
and read their Bibles and love God
and keep His commandments. We
want those girls “ awful bad!” And we
want careful girls and prudent girls

 

who think enough of the generous
father who toils to maintain them in
comfort, and the gentle mother who
denies herself much that they may
have so many'pretty things, to count
the cost and draw the line between the
essentials and non-essentials; girls who
try to save and not to spend; girls who
are unselfish and eager to be a joy- and
comfort in the home rather than an
expensive and a useless burden.

We want girls with hearts, girls who
are full of tenderness and sympathy,
with tears that flow for other people’s
ills, and smiles that light outwardly
their own beautiful thoughts. We
have lots of clever girls. brilliant girls,
and witty girls. Give us a consign~
ment of jolly, warm-hearted and im-
pulsive girls; kind and entertaining to
their own folks, and with little desire
to shine in the gairish world. With a
few such girls scattered around, life
would freshen up for all of us, as the
earth does under the spell of sum-
mer weather. Speed the day when
this sort of girl fills the world once
more, overrunning the places where
God puts them, as climbing roses do
when they break through the trellis to
glimmer and glint above the common
highway, a blessing and a boon to all
who pass them by. LIMA.

H—

LEAYE THE DOOR AJAR.

 

Some months ago it was my pleasure
to visit dear friends whom I had not
met in many years. Among the num-
ber was a friend of my youth who had
recently married a widower with a
beautiful and precocious child of less
than three years of age. The little
daughter had been very frail from her
birth, and the mother’s life was given
for that of her child.

My friend had been a successful
teacher for many years, possessing that
rare quality necessary in a successful
teacher, the power to exact obedience
without physical force. When she
assumed the care of little Hazel, the
same rule was applied to her, which
was well in most instances. But her
care had been over children of more
mature years, and did not at all times
seem to be just what little Hazel re-
quired. For instance, when she
placed a dish of attractive-looking
candies upon the table, and after giving
the child two or three small pieces bade
her not to touch them, the child obeyed
without a protest. But I saw that it
required an eflort on the part of the
child to pass the dish without a longing
look. When bedtime‘came she gently
took the little one in her lap 'and re-
moved her clothing as tenderly as her
own mother could; then after robing
her for the night led the way into a
distant part of the house, tucked her
snugly in her dainty bed, bade her
“ good night,” closed the door and left
her alone in the soundless and pitchy
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The Household. 3

 

. my pleasure was spoiled for the re-

mainder of the evening. I longed to
Open that bedroom door that agleam of
light might reach her lonely cot, and
she might be lulled to sweet sleep
by the faint murmur of voices from
the room beyond. I could not help
picturing to myself the frail child
whose mind was so remarkably active
and imaginative, lying there in the
silence and gloom, trembling with
fear. I felt that I must say something.
I asked, ”Does she never ask to have
the door left open or for a light in her
room?” “Oh no,” was the reply. “ We
always close the door, and when we go
to our room we find her asleep with one
arm thrown across her eyes.” Ah! the
last three words spoke volumes to my
mother heart. “Across her eyes!”
Why was it thrown there if not in
fear?

A few weeks since a letter came
bearing the sad intelligence “ Little
Hazel died last Tuesday.” I do not
wish to censure the stepmother, for I
earnestly believe she did what she be-
lieved to be the correct thing with her
little charge, for she was a conscientious
woman, and under her careful manage-
ment the child had improved in health
materially. But I believe if she ever
hasacnild that is her very own, the
tender mother love will impel her to
leave the door ajar. . D. E.

Umon Cm.

 

\
AMENDE HONORABLE.

 

Apologize or be expelled from the
HOUSEHOLD? Not much, “if the court
understands herself and she thinks she
do.” Apologize for what? For telling
the truth, which must be apparent to
the most casual observer, and can be
abundantly verified both in‘ sacred and
profane history! Was not the fall due
to the fact that Eve could not suppress
her innate propensity to look with
longing eyes on the forbidden fruit?
But pshawl perhaps after all, “silence
will be golden” instead of a controversy
on this trivial subject, for we are told
in the Good Book that where “ no wood
is the fire goeth outfand where there
is no tale-bearer strife ceaseth.” If a
person be wrongfully accused the bet-
ter way is to keep one’s mouth shut,
and let the accuser prove charges or
suffer the consequences. The best way
to get rid of atroublesome neighbor, or
person, is to let him alone as hard as
you can. Have no intercourse with
him, and he will soon leave. The
Divine‘injunction to “overcome evil
with good,” is a maxim all will do well
to observe. If the division walls that
separate sects and parties were over-
topped by other walls of good, more
would be accomplished than by trying
to tear them down. Human life is said
to be made up of two great mountains,
the mountain of human happiness and
the great mountain of human misery;
and he or she is a benefactor of the

 

race and a good Christian, who takes a
portion. however small, from the great
mountain of human misery and carries
it over to the mountain of human hap-
piness. It seldom happens that when
one is unjustly assailed. as Indignant
assailed the writer, that hosts of friends
do not arise in his favor; and the writer
wishes to thank those who have spoken
in his defense. It was meant as a com-
pliment to the ladies when the writer
charged that they were superior to
men in the propensity of peeping.

The HOUSEHOLD for women ex-
clusively, eh? How does this compare
with the Editor’s request for more
letters, saying, “All are welcome, men
as well as women?” Is there to be a
Heaven exclusively for women? What
interest would there be in social en-
tertainments were they to be exclu-
sively of one sex? No,

“ The world was sad; the garden was a wild:
And map. the hermit, sighed till woman
smi e . ‘

And God bless her for her smiles and
for her Winsome ways. It would be as
absurd tocharge that all men are as
naughty as Indignant paints them, as
to charge that all women paint and
decorate their 'persons with gew-gaws.
Many pebble are frequently more
“sinned against than sinning.” In-
dignant does not seem to have many
votes for the expulsion of your humble
scribe, who, during his protracted
struggle with la grippe and a paralytic
stroke, thought to while away a lonely
hour by giving through the HOUSE-
HOLD what he thought and still thinks
was a compliment to the ladies. By
permission of Beatrix the Editor, who
has the sole prerogative of deciding
who shall and who shall not be a mem-
ber of the HOUSEHOLD, 1 will continue
to peep into it as my strength and
ability will permit.

PLYMOUTH. GBANDPA.

BUSY BUT COMMONPLACE.

 

How easy it is to think out something
pleasant to do outside of on'e’s general
routine of every day duties—but it is
another thing to do it! ,Some one in
the family has symptoms of the grippe;
there is an extra number of stockings
to darn, a never ending list of some-
thing necessary—that one week’s work
will not crowd the next.

Last week we invited the Home Mis-
sionary Society to spend the day. It
was time the plants had a good shower-
ing and everything generally made
fresher, but like Dinah, we like a gen-
eral “clarin’ up time” occasionally,
and very much like to open our house
to any good cause; whether it pays in
dollars or cents or not, it pays in so-
ciability. And in the country, es-
pecially our immediate vicinity, we
are on the very edge of “nothing in
particular.” This Society is .newly or-
ganized under the home rule, and we are
now making good warm bedding and
giving it to those we see need it. But
a poor minister who needs a dress suit

 

oranice dress for his wife need not
apply just yet, if he lives far out of
our line of vision. .
Just here we stop to read a letter
frOm a young girl friend whom we
know to be good and sweet. Although
a natural artist she has for want of
means postponed for the present all
work in that direction. To accept the
first work offered was a clerkship in a
store where many of the customers are
German-speaking people. So all her
odd moments she is studying the
language, and without a teacher has
made good progress. This will not
only aid her employer, but increase her
salary. Sunday she attends morning
and evening service in her own church
and has a class of bright girls in the
Mission Sunday School. Every moment
of her life is full, yet she says: “ Some-
times I think how humdrum and com-
monplace my life is! Oh how I wish I
could do some good! See more, know
more! But when these feelings come
I’ve a little verse that I repeat, and it
almost always comforts me; it is:

“ 'A commonplace life we say. and we sigh.

And why should we sigh as we say?

The commonplace sun. the commonplace sky
Make up the commonplace day.

The moon and stars are commonplace things:
The flowers that bloom and the bird that sings,
But dreary the world. and sad the lot,

If the flowers faded and the birds sang not,
And God. who knoweth each separate soul:
Out of commouplace lives makes the beautiful

whole.’ "
Home. JOHN.

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AN IDEAL HOME.

 

[Read at the State Institute at Abbotsford on
January 2lst. by Mrs. C. S. King. of Wales.)

This forenoon while the gentlemen
were discussing the question as to
whether farming paid or not, they for-
got to mention one very important
product of the farm—the ideal homes
that dot the fair face of our country—-
those homes that can well be con-
sidered the nurseries of the world—
nurseries in which are trained and cul-
tivated the boys and girls who will
soon become good men and women to
be transplanted into broader fields of
action. If I mistake not, two-thirds of
the presidents of the United States
were raised in rural homes. One
whom I have in mind, James Garfield,
at his inauguration would not take the
presidential chair until he turned and
greeted his dear old mother and be-
loved wife, thereby manifesting that
he had been raised in an ideal home.
There are many good homes, but we
class them all under the head of ideal
homes.

The saint longs for the time to come
when he will exchange this home for
one “over there.” The poet in a
foreign land sings of “Home, sweet
home;” and we who are here today may
sometimes be where thoughts of
“Michigan, my Michigan” will be
pleasing recollections. Moody said the
dearest words to ‘him were “ Mother,
Home and Heaven," and we have often
read the motto on the walls “ What is
Home without a Mother? ” But mother

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alone does not constitute a home.
When God created man he saw it was
not good for man to be alone; so woman
was created to live with him. He he-
stowed on them the best gifts of His
creation—the. likeness and image of
Himself, faculties and talents superior
toanything else that was made, and
gave them dominion over all beasts of
the field, the birds of the air and the
fish of the sea; gave them dominion,
not man alone, but both. He gave
them joint authority over all living
things. And He also gave restrictions
alike to both, thereby placing them on
terms of equality. But through some
unseen agency the world has drifted
into the idea that man was a superior
being, but we will leave that problem
for divines to solve.

We have learned from the sad les-
sons of the past that we cannot go to
heathen lands where woman is a mere
chattel, to look for ideal homes; but
they are found only in our own Chris~
tianized land, a land that is gradually
going back to the first teachings of the
All-wise One. It was He who first in-
stituted the ideal home, and it would
still have been so had not sin and dis-
obedience entered the world. And
since it is thus the question arises, how
can We now make homes ideal? De-
praved affections, selfish dispositions,
perverted, rebellious wills are not
adjuncts of an ideal home. This great
worldis composed of little atoms, little
grains of sand, little drops of water.

An ideal home is made up of many
kind attentions bestowed on each other
by those who inhabit the home. These
little attentions are inspired by love;
conjugal and filial affection; the duty
of husband and wife. parents and chil-
dren. We have seen a fair young maid
and a noble young man stand before
the man of God and take upon them-
selves a pledge to love, cherish, honor
and protect, and have wished we might
peer into the dark future and behold
what their lives were to be.

But we are permitted to see only
"as through a glass darkly.” Time
alone will reveal the end. It will take
the combined efforts of both to make
theirs an ideal home, while each has
power to make it otherwise. The ideal
home is a little world itself, full of sun-
shine,- joy and happiness; parents in-
culcate into the minds of children
traits of obedience and love; children
honor and respect their parents. But
one may ask. is all happiness in an ideal
home? Iwould I might answer yes,
but necessity compels me to say no.

The Savior drank the bitter cup and
so may those who follow him. The
doors of such homes are not barred
against sickness, death or sorrow, but
trials may serve to purify and make
better such homes. One said in days
past it is not all of life to live. We can
if we will be a blessing to those around
us. Parents and children should be
careful as to the footprints they make

 

in the sands of time. It is not always
that a wave comes dashing high and
fast to wash them away.

._. -w.“

DOING A WASHING.

a

 

I have been a reader of the HOUSE~ V

HOLD for several years and have felt it
to be selfish to be constantly receiving
and not try to prove helpful to others
in this line of work. We may not
agree on all questions, but with the
spirit of The Master in our hearts no
one will cherish an unkind feeling.
We each have our “pet ideas,” and
one of mine is if women propose to run
an institution, just do it or give up the
undertaking. But while we keep this
house (our little paper) let there be no
room for libels upon the sisterhood, or
need for our Editor to call in the
brethren to help.

Our work is one of repetition, daily,
weekly and yearly, so we may talk over
the same subjects again and again. I
would like to tell you how I do my
washing. The result is very satis-
factory. My husband and son assist in
running the machine. In it I make a
hot suds of soft soap and three or four
tablespoonfuls of gasoline. I wet the
clothes in tepid water, removing stains
the best I can before putting them into
the hot suds. I put in all possible,
and like to have them soak a little
while before rubbing. Then drop
them into the boiler and scald. not
boil. I take them out into a tub to
suds, rubbing a little when needful,
then blue and hang out. If you have
extras, like over-alls or carpets to
wash, adda little gasoline. I think it
far preferable to kerosene, and it works
so much better with soft soap. Some
of my neighbors use it in the same
way, in the boiler, putting in the
soiled clothes and rubbing afterwards.
At first I used to put the gasoline
into a little cold water, then into
the hot suds, later have turned from
the bottle. I think the steam would
obviate any danger, yet one should use
it carefully. ‘A little gasoline in warm
water cleans spots from rag carpets
very nicely. C. A. C.

 

CHAPTER ON SCRAP-BOOKS.

 

Scrap-books! Well, I have only six;
but from that half dozen I derive a vast
amount of pleasure. I am sure they
pay as fair an interest as any of the
small belongings of home manufacture
which I possess. The first and most
interesting to me might be called a
book of biography; in it I place the
portraits and short biographical
sketches of prominent women authors,
and those interested in charitable
work, of which I have already a very
interesting collection; occasionally an
account of a man of rare ability has
found a place between its lids. It is so
interesting to turn its pages and look
into the faces of one after another of

 

the writers, whom we have learned to
know so well through their books.

Next comes the miscellaneous book,
the name indicating its use, in which
are placed rare bits of poetry and
prose, or anything which I wish to
keep for future reference. Then there
is the scrap-book especially for the use
of my husband, in which I paste any
article he may happen to clip; some-
times on “the tariff,” or the “free
coinage of silver,” or descriptive let-
ters from travelers, etc.

Number four is the book especially
for the children, in which I place
pieces apprOpriate for school recita-
tions; this is quite useful in these days
when recitations occupy so prominent
a place on the programme in all our
literary societies and farmers’ clubs, as
well as for school exercises. I have a

. scrap-book for funny pieces, some of

which are clipped from the “Varie-
ties.” of the MICHIGAN FARMER.

And lastly is the book. “What to do
till the doctor comes,” containing
simple remedies and directions for the
care of the sick, etc.

Now this is only a beginning; but ex-
perience has taught me that when we
find anything of interest which we may
wish to refer to at some future time,
if we do not make good use of the
scissors and paste than, it will be lost
amid the labyrinth of reading matter
which enters every household.

Trying to “snowunder” the Editor-
reminds me of the little poem. I am
sure if we all help we shall be able to
accomplish it, as the poem runs:

“ ‘ Help one another.’ the snow—flakes said.
As they nestled close in their downy bed,
' One of us here would not be felt.
One of us here would quickly melt,
But I’ll help you and you help me.
And then what great big bank we‘ll see.’ "

ALBION. CHARITY.

THE president and board of trustees
of the Children’s Free Hospital wish
to acknowledge through the HOUSE-
HOLD the receipt of many letters from
friends throughout the State, inquiring
what they can do to assist them in their
work of caring for the sick and suffer-
ing little ones; and also beg to ac-
knowledge the receipt of many dona—
tions. The officers also desire to urge
the formation of auxiliary societies to
aid in the work. Those who wish to
organize such societies are requested
towriteto Mrs. E.’ L. Thompson, 523
Woodward Ave., this city. for informa-
tion relative to methods and work.

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EVANGELINE’S many friends in the
HOUSEHOLD will regret to learn that
her long silence is due to sickness in
the family. Her three children have-
had scarlet fever, their illness extend-
ing since the 20th of last December. As
is so often the case with this disease
other ailments followed as resultants,
entailing a long period of suffering and
trial, but happily the home circle is un-
broken, the sick ones convalescent and

“things look brighter,” she says. We
are all very, very glad to-hear it.