DETROIT, JULY 23, 1892.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

IF I SHOULD DIE IO—NIGHT.

 

If I should die to-night,
My friends would look upon my quiet face
Before they laid it in its latest resting place.
And deem that death had left it almost fair;
And laying snow-white flowers against my hair.
Would smooth it down withfeareful tenderness.
And fold my hands with lingering caress—
Poor hands so empty and so cold to-night.

If I should die to-night.
My friends would call to mind with loving
thought
Some kindly deed the icy hand had wrought:
Some gentlejword the frozen lips had said.
Errands on which the'williug feet had sped;
The memory of my selfishnessland pride.
My hasty words, would all be put aside,
And so I should be loved and mourn 3d tonight.

It I should die to-night.
Even hearts estranged would turn once more to
me.
Recalling other days remors efully;
'Ihe eyes that chill me with averted glance
Would look upon me as of yore parchauce.’
And soften, in the old familiar way—
For who could war with dumb. unconscious clay?
So I might rest. forgiven of all. to-night.

0h! frisndsJI pray to-night.

Keep not your kisses for my dead cold hrow- ,
The way is dark and lonely. let me feel them

now—
Think gently of me; I am travel worn;
My faltering feet are pierced with many a thorn.
Forgive. oh! hearts estranged; forgive, I plead!
When dreamless rest is mine I shall not need
The tenderness for which I long to-night.

-—_———.”———_

CITY BOARD FOR COUNTRY PEOPLE.

 

I have read in last week’s HOUSEHOLD
Beatrix’s suggestion to farmers’ wives
to take city boarders during the sultry
months of July and August when
m ercury registers high in the nineties.
and the very leaves on the vines flap
listlessly for a little cool breeze.

How refreshing to the tired wife
and daughter who in addition to their
already heavy burdens of trying to
provide for the extra number of bar-
vest menl What a revenue they could
gain by opening their homes to the
city peOple! -

Now would these same who so long
for the quiet of the country consent to
live as the country people must, rise at
four o’clock and breakfast at five?

“ Oh! impossible.” I hear some one
s ay. “ It would wear me entirely out,
we will take our breakfast about eight
o’clock.” '

Of course it does not wear out the
housekeeper to prepare these meals,
run to the garden for the ripest berries

just when her bread in the oven needs
the most attention, or it matters but
little that she must stand at the steam-
ing tub of clothes an hour longer to rub
out the extra towels, sheets and pillow
slips, etc. Oh! no, she is getting her
Day, why she will soon be rich! Per-
haps you will say, where is the hired
girl, why, if they are so plenty in town
just send us a car load, we havejnot seen
a good one in so long they are a great
curiosity.

But to return to my subject. Many
times do we exclaim and hear it re-
peated by other country people, “ How
I wish I knew of some nice place in the
city where I could go and take the
children to spend the winter holidays in
the country, it is so quiet; if we could
only go where we would be in society
more, attend the opera, theater, con-
certs, etc., which would be such a treat
after a hard summer’s work.” I have
looked over our country papers to see if
some one had not seen this opportunity
and was prepared to open their homes
for the country folks. Certainly there are
plenty of hotels where we can go with
well filled trunks, and for a goodly sum
occupy a suite of rooms for the season,
but not a home is represented.

Now the person who would insert a
card in our country papers, offering
good boaid ata moderate price, and
who would give an equal equivalent in
juicy steaks and savory roasts, with
plenty of vegetables cooked to just the
right state, of dainty desserts of ices,
cakes, oranges, and such other fruits as
are obtainable at the time, and pleas-
antly furnished rooms with all the
home comforts, might fill the house in
ajii’fy. But that is not the only ne-
cessity, country children are not used to
confinement and would like reasonable
freedom in the parlors, drawing-rooms,
libraries, etc., they will not care to
drum the piano out of tune or play
horse with the draperies and lace cur-
tains, for they are used to them at
home and know their pro per use. Make
your proper restrictions and then be
cheerful and let the children enjoy
themselves and help to entertain the
farmer’s wife, treat her with the same
respect you would when spending the
hot weather at her home.

It will undoubtedly cost something at
first, but if well managed, like all other
business will succeed, and the country

 

 

people will have enjoyed the change
so much they will be more willing to
discom mode themselves and return the
compliment to their city friends.

GREENVILLE. N. A. B.
———ooo———
SISTER SENSIBLE AS “DONNA
QUIXOTE."

If my family must live on baker‘s
trash for a week, and I don’t get my
c‘othes on the line till six o’clock in the
evening, I shall take the time to out
in my say on the new question. I've
always said Sister Gracious was a man,
and now I put him down as a falsifier
and a coward. His piece in the HOUSE—
HOLD would be apt to teach the young
at least, that there are occasions when
it is right to deceive or tell lies. I say
emphatically, never! I In every one of
the illustrations he used, the truth
would have been better. and the
persons interested would have come out
ahead every time, if they had stuck to
it. Take the mother with a sick baby.
If he had been lovingly and firmly
taught to obey, he would have taken
the medicine and she would not have
had to resort to cocoanut dippers 0r
lies to make him do it. I never heard
3 Beethoven symphony. but if I was fool
enough to pay dollar for a ticket, and
didn’t like it, I wouldn’t “roll up my
eyes in pretended rapture,” but I would
just say, “ It doesn’t amount to shucks."
and leave. As for the old maid who
learned German to spare the professor’s
feelings, she had better set him to
work in her garden or to wash the
dishes, than to act like a fool trying to
learn a language that is only fit for pigs
to squeal in. Now here is a story about
how a lite was saved by telling the
truth, and the teller thought it was
certain death to one she loved, but even
with that dreadful idea staring her in
the face she dared not lie. It was in
the revolutionary war. A brave young
man had been sent to see what he could
find out about the enemies’ lines. He
was discovered by the British and
hotly pursued. As he rushed along to
get back to his camp, he passed his
home, the house being just in a fork of
the road. His sister was standing in
the doorway and saw him take one
road. Pretty soon up came three
British soldiers and demanded of her
which of the roads that man running
away took. She had been taught to

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never, never tell a lie, and with tears
in her eyes and with a bursting heart,
she pointed to, the right one. The
British officer argued to himself, “ She
wouldn’t tell me the one he took, so the
scamp has taken the other road,” and
down that they all went, much to the
astonishment and delight of the sister,
so the brother escaped, and all because
the sorely tempted girl told the exact
truth. There is a plant known in seed
catalogues called “ Honesty.” Let’s buy
a paper of it and send to “Sister
Gracious,” so that he can have it in his
garden, in the place where he works,
and I hepe he will always pin a bunch
to his coat when he writes letters to
the HOUSEHOLD. Once more, if the
members know of one case where decep-
tion or white lies (or black for that
mitter) ever really benefitted them, or
got them out of atight place, let us
hear all about it; and remember how-
ever honest we may be, there is al-
ways room for improvement in that re-
spect. SISTER. SENSIBLE.

 

PRISCILLA‘B PERPLEXII'Y.

Is it true, as is sometimes asserted.
that women‘are less reliable than men?
Do they make promises or engage-
ments which when made they think
they can fulfill, but as other things
come along to take their attention,
they deliberately ignore because it will
make them some trouble? Such
persons will borrow patterns, books or
papers and never trouble themselves
about whether they are returned at a
proper time or indeed at all. Of course
these are small things, and after a
time they cease to be of any value to
their former owner. I am not going to
argue it at all, I only ask the question,
Are women less reliable than men
when taken asa class? I know many
women who are so careful and con-
scientious they will handle borrowed
articles with more care than if they
earned them. and will return them as
soon as possible, and have known men
who never returned a borrowed tool; it
might stand out in rain and shine until
the owner goes after it.

Isn’t this the class of persons who
will “borrow you to death,” if they
live near you, and who always run up
large store. debts? They only con-
sider their present wants and pleasures;
they think, there is time enough to look
after the future when it gets here.

I was so fortunate this year as to be
able to attend the commencement
exercises of Albion College. The ex-
ercises were held in the Methodist
church. The auditorium looked like
a flower garden; on nearly every
head belonging to the women and girls
was seta mass of flowers, tossing and
quivering at every motion. I wish I
could describe the dresses of the young
lady graduates. The most of them

one color, but with flowers or figures
brocaded in the goods, no two were of
the same shade, but every color offered
in the stores I think; one was orange,
another a light silvery green, and two
or more shades of pink, the same of
blue, yellow and crean and white; of
course every shade and color had its
appropriate name, but I have never
been introduced, so of course I am not
on speaking terms with them. Nearly
every dress had quite a long train and
the waists were marvels of artistic in-
genuity. No two were just alike and
yet the same general effect was ob-
tained; it is here that the artist shows
her ability. but the youth and en-
thusiasm made up for any deficiency in
finish. The most of the dresses were
trimmed with chiffon, a few with lace;
many had narrow satin edged ribbon
mixed in with the other trimming; a
few had a bow of ribbon with ends
hanging to near the bottom of their
dress; the how was fastened on the
back at the shoulders, to me it made
the gowns look like wrappers; some of
the skirts were fastened back so tight
the wearer could hardly walk, but the
majority were loose enough so the
wearers could walk with grace, and
not betray the exact locality of every
joint in the individual’s anatomy.
Rivsnsma. PRISCILL A.

W

AMUSEMEN TS.

 

There seems to be implanted in the
nature of all living thingsanecessity
and. desire for recreation and amuse-
ment. The tiny insect sports in the
air; the lamb and the colt gambol and
caper around their dams in the field,
and human nature is not exempt from
this propensity. The old saying that

" All work and no play makes Jack a. dull boy:
While alhpiay and no work makes him a mere
toy,

is true, if not poetic. A thing may be
good, but abused in its use. Alcohol
and distilled spirits are good, and in-
dispensable in certain cases; but are
used for bad purposes and are the
cause of much misery. Good and evil
were created. and are permitted in the
world by an All Wise Being, for some
good purpose. We would not know
what is good were there no evil to shun.
There would be no free moral agency
were there no choice between good and
bad, sweet and sour. handsome and
homely. Because a thing is intrinsi-
cally good, it does not follow that evil
may not flow from it. Writing a
beautiful hand is good, but may help to
forgery; learning to be a skillful artist
is good, but counterfeiting may follow.
Cards were invented hundreds of
years go to amuse a poor, melancholy,
half crazed king of France, but they are
used for bad purposes. Had they been
in use in King David’s time, he might
have named them among those things
he mentions in the 151st psalm, in

diverted from his lunacy in other ways
than throwing javelins at David, and
obliginrr David to fib to Jonathan.

If my father and mother had allowed
me to play cards at home and played
with me when I was a boy, I would not
have sneaked off up garret, or in 'the
barn, or to the sap-bush Sundays, as I
did, to play. If there had been no
other way of occupying my time, or of
driving away care and gloomy thoughts,
since I have been an invalid, I should
have felt justified in playing cards,
church member as I am, and as I was
advised to do by a good church member;
but happily I have learned to read
and write. If card playing, chess,
checkers, billards, violin playing and
dancing were denied the poor inmates
of our asylums, it would be cruel. Man
cannot live on bread alone. We are
told in the Good Book he needs a
variety for both bod'y and mind.
“What is one man’s meat is another
one‘s poison,” is a wise saying. What
may appear senseless and insipid to
some, may be the reverse to others. A
social dance or friendly game of cards,
chess, or checkers can do no harm. Let
more attention he paid towards avert-
ing the abuse, or wrong direction of
these innocent amusements than in
trying to banish them.

PLYMOUTH. G RAN Dl’A.

WHAT MEN NEED WIVES F)R.

 

Does a man need a wife simply to
cook his meals, sweep his rooms and
mend his clothes? If this is all he
needs, Bridget will do the cooking
and sweeping and some poor woman
will gladly mend his clothing for a
small recompense. It will be cheaper——
much cheaper than having a wife to
clothe, feed and perhaps doctors‘ bills
to pay.

Does a man want a wife to abuse, 'as
alas too many of them do? If this' is
what he wants let him go out in the
yard and kick the dog around. The
poor brute will not approve of it, but
then it will not scold as a woman
might.

Nol What a man most needs in a
wife is a loving comforter. She it is
who in times of trial and loss stands
by him, consoles him with her womanly
tact and loving words; who, while she
twins her arms around him whispers
words of encouragement and hope that
urges him on to new exertions. His
trials and misfortunes seem light to
him when he thinks of her great love,
and he is bound to succeed for her sake.
When he is sick she it is who watches
over him. Who will nurse him as

tenderly as she whom he calls wife?
His struggles are her struggles, his
trials her trials and his losses her
losses. A mother and sisters are all
right and very nice to have, but a wife
is all—mother, sister, friend, home.
She makes home pleasant and cheerful
for her husband; and best of all extends
that which man, however strong, can-

 

 

' wore the light weight silks so much
worn this summer; they were each of

praising the Lord. Had they been in
use in Saul’s time, he might have been

not do without—sympathy and love.
Fonfr WAYNE. Ind. A. C. D.

 

 


 

 

The Household. 8

 

WOMAN‘S WORK.

 

The manner in which a home shoiild
be managed and work sy stcmatized has
been talked at, and written about until,
like the “domestic problem,” it is
worn threadbare, and yet is unsolved.
“What I know about housekeeping.”
is just about as lucid as was Horace
Greeley‘s “ What I Know About Farm-
ing.” It looks well on paper; it sounds
real reasonable when some brainy
woman speaks for an hour on the
various methods of utilizing time and
fuel, of baking and ironing Tuesday
forenoon so as to be able to let the fire
go out afternoons. There never was
yet two houses run on the same princi-
ple. The woman with children grown
up and away can, by managing, get
her work reducsd to a science, and
though the skies should fall never
deviate from a set rule—but the poor
little body with ‘small means, an
abundance of children and only one
pair of hands to do the thousand and
one things that constitute housekeep-
ing, must do as she can. Children
must receivea certain amount of care
and attention, they are entitled to it; it
is their right. As far as I am con-
cerned, if one of the two had got to be
slighted it would be the work, and yet
I have known mothers to let the chil-
dren scream and cry and worry while
they carefully blacked the cook-stove,
hung up the dishcloth just so, scoured
the teakettle or scrubbed the floor. A
woman cannot do any more work' than
she can; her husbind may stand by,
telling her by way of encouragement
how much his mother did‘, she may
strain every nerve and by a super-
human ef’fort accomplish an unusual
amount of work, but there is just as
much lost in the long run as was gained,
for every nerve and muscle of the
body rebels and a nervous headache is
the result.

It is a painful fact that the hardest
years in the majority of women’s
lives are caused by combining house-
work and the bearing and rearing
of children. It is hard enough, heaven
knows,under the pleasantest conditions,
but tenfold harder with a faultfinding;
unsympathetic husband, who always
holds up “mother” as a sample. We
don’t havea real strong buxom set of
girls nowadays. They are delicate,
slender; illy capable to cope with
poverty and hardship; they usually
marry strong, muscular men, and be-
fore they have celebrated the wooden
wedding there are three or four little
ones. Their health is gone, they are
bundles of aches and weaknesses, but
there is the housework staring them in
the face. There are no means to hire
help—which is not always pro curable-
no matter how urgent the need of it,
and so the woman crawls around until
some fine day she is found lacking in
the ability to crawl, and then the head
of the family comes to a realizing sense

 

of the fact that he has got to get on a
hustle and find some one if he has a
meal of victuals or his overalls patched.
“ Blessings brighten as they take their
flight.” So strange that the patient,
self-denying housewife is so seldom
appreciated until the tired hands are
patiently folded.

The hot days are here. The good
man will come up at noon from his
farm work, wash, pass his hand over
his head if the comb is not handy, walk
into the cool and shady dining room,
and stuff down the nice dinner, remark-
ing that he’d “like such an easy job,
stay in the cool house, do what little
work there was to do: ’twas powerful
hot down there next to the woods,
thought sure he should melt.” The one
who has the soft snap, she whose
fingers picked and shelled the peas,
hulled the strawberries for the short-
cake, fashioned the flaky rusks,
molded the butter into golden balls,
broiled the steak, or browned the roast,
is either in the bedroom hushing the
cross baby to sleep, or else sits opposite
him at the table, so heated and tired
that she cannot swallow a mouthful and
can scarcely keep back the tears. Oh!
they know better, they don’t think! If
I were a man I would just walk around
the table and pass my arm about my
wife’s waist and say. “ You blessed little
woman. to work so hard to get all these
delicious things for dinner! They are
all perfect; you are a famous cook, but
now mind, after dinner I will help you
do the dishes and you must go and lie
down and have a nice rest, while I
mind the baby.” That would sort of
even up things, don’t you see? I don’t
believe so many women would drOp out,
so many become discouraged and soured,
if the husbands would keep up the
courtship. Women can work and en-
dure if they have a stimulus. Men who
have good wives. who make their
homes pleasant and attractive, who
work and save and help accumulate
property, should not be chary of com-
mendation.

“Tie a little thing to say ‘ You are kind.
I love you my dear,’ each night;
Rut it sends a thrill through the heart I find,
For love is tender as love is blind.
As we climb life‘s rugged height.

" We starve each other for love’s caress.
We take but do not give.
It seems so easy some sou» to bless
But we dole love grudgingly. less and less.
'l‘ill it’s bitter and hard to live."

BATTLE GREEK. EV ANGEL I NE“

 

A TALK ABOUT FLOWERS.

 

I have but little time to devote to the
cultivation of flowers, yet with the help
of two little boys I have quite a display
of lovely plants every summer. I like
the kinds that live in the ground al-
ways, roses, lilies, pinks, flowering
currants, almonds. iris and daffodils.
With such plants and shrubs in my
front yard it is decorated from the time
snow melts in April until the roses and
lilies fade in August. I have one
clump of beautiful dark red peonies, and

 

One of graceful “ bleeding heart.” Will
some one please tell me what its
botanical name is? (Dicentra spectabilis.
—ED.) Then I plant a few of my
favorite annuals, also keep a few house-
plants I must own are badly neglected
during busy seasons, so that I have not
as many flowers in winter as I desire.

I think that farmers’ wives who
love flowers will do well to confine
themselves to some such plants as I
have mentioned and to the hardy
perennials, as they require little at.
tention, and though many people do
not like to wait until the second sum-
mer to see their plants bloom, yet I
can assure every one of the readers of
the HOUSEHOLD that she will never
be sorry she waited after they begin to
bloom; and as they are good for many
years’ blooming they are a source of
everoliving enjoyment from spring to
autumn.

The seed of perennials is very cheap.
indeed, and for asmall outlay of money
one can get a good collection of :ten or
a dozen varieties.

Aquilegia is one of my favorites.
Alyssum saxatile is much like the or—
dinary sweet alyssum, only the flowers
are yellow, and it blooms in early
spring. Hollyhocks are lovely for
fence corners and background border-
ing; delphiniums for blue flowers,
sweet Williams and perennial phlox for
bordering beds or walks, and don’t for-
get the lovely perennial poppies and
peas. Perennial peas are lovely
trained over old stumps, fences or any-
where you want them and give you white
and pink flowers. They are nice for a
window, where you can sit and breathe
their sweet fragrance while you sew on
those tiresome buttons, or mend those
trousers that are more hole’y than
righteous.

I am just getting started in pansies,
and why don’t they bloom? The seeds
were sown in April and not a bud nor
a blossom yet! I keep them well
watered and in the shade, but they
grew very slowly.

Many make the mistake :of setting
their roses under, or quite near trees,
and then complain of their unproduc-
tivensss. The roots of the trees take
the nourishment needed to perfect the
roses. Give a sunny Spot in well
manured clay soil, protect from the
bleak north winds, prune them in the
autumn after their leaves fall and
mulch them in autumn with manure.

I keep but few bulbs as it is a bother
to look after them in the fall. [have
one bed of lovely gladiolus, with one
sweet pearl tuberose in the center, a
Zephyranflms, or “Fairy lily,” at one
side and acaladium at the other, and
when those plants bloom next Septem-
ber just come and see them. I have

the little folk9water them when they
need a drink, and although the weeds
get started and almost hide them be-
fore we get at them, the plants are now
two feet high and graceful as a fern.
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CARPET BUGS.

 

Will the readers of the HOUSEHOLD
please tell me what they know about
carpet bugs? If there is a remedy
what is it, or if we can give them some-
thing to nibble on beside our carpets
and best winter dresses. Or is there
some special care we can give our
household possessions to prevent their
ravages.

I can tell the lady who wonders why
her jelly molds, that the tin tops to
jelly glasses are a delusion and a snare
—good the first year and good for
nothing afterwards. We know of no
better way than rounds of writing
paper out to fit next the jelly, dip
them in alcohol and lay them on top of
the jelly, and paste wrapping paper
over tops of the glasses; all this to be
done after the jelly has cooled and
settled.

In making currants into jelly, if you
wish to save all the fruit after letting
juice drip from the bag, you can add
water and sugar and can or make
spiced currants. They are equally as
good and we think even better.

Will Some one please give recipe for
preserved plums. M. T.

YPSILANTI.
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HOW TO CARE FOR PANSY PLANTS.

 

Since my ofier to send pansy plants
to those who wished them, I have been
quite deluged with letters. I did not
expect such an avalanche. A num-
ber have asked directions for culture,
and I will give my way in the HOUSE-
HOLD. since possibly it may help others:
To begin with, I make the soil very
rich. I want well rotted manure and
good garden or leaf mould. The beds
to be raised at least one foot above the
surface of the ground. Icarefully cut
out all the sod first, to make a border
around the bed: I like round beds the
best for pansies. When the bed is
readv I make a hole much larger than
the plant I am transplanting and fill
with water; then take a table knife,
carefully lift the plant and press the
earth firmly around it; water gener-
ously. Right here let me say, unless

you keep your pansy bed well watered

you will not get many blossoms, and
your plants will dry up and run out. I
water mine every night, soaking the
ground thoroughly, and I can cut
pansies at all times. _ I never am
troubled with my pansies stopping in
blooming as many are. The same stand
of plants will blossom year after year
from frost until frost again. I think it
is because I water them so cepiously.
When we wash the suds goes on the
pansies, and occasionally some manure
water.

As to the winter care, I give them
none at all, and I rarely lose any. The
first winter I kept any over I thought
they must be protected and did so, and
lost all my choicest plants.

I transplant any time from April -un-

 

 

    

  

til the middle of October. If given
good care the plants will live if set out
the hottest day in August, but be care-
ful to shade them until well started.
The north side of a building is the best
place for pansies, although I have one
bed right in the front part of the yard
where it gets all the south and west
sunshine, but the earth is very rich
and I keep it moist, and the pansies
are extra fine.

I have so many more requests for
plants than I can at present fill, that
the applicants will have to wait a few
weeks until the smaller plants are
large enough to take up. I cad only
send a dozen to each person, as there
are so many, but set them one .foot
apart and you will find a dozen makes
quite a large bed. g

Please don’t write for any more plants
at present. I hope all who receive the
plants will succeed with them. I send
them as carefully packed as possible,
and think if rightly cared for every

one should live.

MAOOMB. SADIA BROUGH ION.

 

TAKING CARE OF FRUIT.

 

The ladies belonging to the Lenawee
County Horticultural Society discussed
the subiect of putting up fruits at the
July meeting. We clip the following
from the Adrian Times:

Mrs. E. P. Allis read a paper on
“The preparation of the cherry for
home use.” The early cream and
sweet cherries are good for table
use; but not sour enough for
canning, and are hard and tough
when cooked. If there is afamily of
children around there will be none left
for canning. The trees are also apt to
be tender. The Richmond and Morello
sorts are best for cooking, canning,
pickling and drying. and make a
pleasant sauce. Canned they are good,
but as preserves the mother finds them
pretty rich for every day use. After
taking out the pits, they may be dried
alone, or sugar added and dried, and
maybe used alone or with sweet apples
and mince pies. The juice boiled and
sealed is a good addition to any dried
fruit. For a sweet pickle, there is
nothing like cherries. A goodrule is
ten pounds of cherries, five of sugar, a
pint of cider vinegar and spice to suit
the taste. Place in a porcelain kettle,
just bring to a boil, and turn out. Do
this for nine mornings, then skip three
mornings, and heat for the next three,
till another nine times, heating
eighteen times in all, then put in a
crock and cover with parafine paper.

Mrs. Trine would fill the jar with
fruit, and put in the hot syrup till again
full; seal and place the jars in a
boiler and bring to a boil. then turn off
the heat, close and cover the boiler to
prevent loss of heat, and let stand till
cool.

Mrs. Crane places the sealed jars of
prepared fruit in a tub, and pours boil-
ing water about them to the neck of the

  
 

  

jars, covers the tub with thick blan-
kots, and lets them stand till cool.
Strawberries in particular are better
for not being cooked too much.

Mrs. Helme had small bunches of the
Niagara grape last year, from which
she first pressed the juice, then heated
to boiling, and canned without sugar.
Boiling the fruit before extracting the
juice changes the flavor; also fruit
canned without sugar will soften more
than that which is sweetened.

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HOW to poach eggs in a ball is not
known to all clever cooks. This is how
it is done: The water is heated to
boiling, and then rapidly stirred till a
small whirlpool is produced, in the
hollow heart of which maelstrom the
egg is cleverly dropped. The motion
of the water crystallizes the white in-
stantly into a circular covering for the.

unbrokon yoke.
~—.O.-_

 

Contributed Becmes.

 

INDIAN MEAL PUDDING.—To one quart
of scalding milk add three handfuls of meal;
one tablespoonful of sugar;salt, and piece of
butter the size of an egg, then another quart
of milk and three beaten eggs and spice to
taste. Bake in moderately hot even one
hour.

COBNMEAL GEMS.--Une cup of sour milk:
one of meal; one of flour; one-half cup of
brown sugar; two tablespoonfuls of melted
butter, and one teaspoonful of soda. Drop
in gem irons, and when done they will melt
in your mouth. Mu BEE.

 

SALT Rrsmo Baum—Two tablespoonfuls
of meal, with boiling milk enough to make
it thin as stirred in the meal; set over a
lamp stove or in a place where it will keep
warm over night. In the morning take two
quarts of warm water; make in asponge
with flour; beat in the emptyings; set in a
warm place. When light mix into loaves.
This is splendid. Mix well; nearly as much
as yeast bread. PEBDITA.

CREAM PUFFs.-—One-half cup of butter;
one cup of hot water, put over the fire to-
gather and when boiling stir in one cup of
flour; stir till it cleaves from the dish, then
take trom the fire and cool. Break one egg
at a time and stir thoroughly in until three
have been used. Divide in fourteen parts
on a tin, not close enough to touch. and bake
twenty-five minutes. When cold split and
putin the cream. either whipped or mock
cream. Cream like this is nice: One cup
of milk; three tablespoonfuls of sugar; one
tablespoonful of flour; one egg. Steam till
thick enough to cool and flavor. This we
use often and think it nice and not much

trouble. 8. r.
ANN ARBOR.

FRUIT CAKE.-I,VVO-third8 cup of brown
sugar; one-half cup of molasses; one cup of
sour cream (or one-half cup of butter and
one-half cup of buttermilk); a lump of
butter size of a walnut; one teaspoonful of

allspioe: two of cinnamon; one-half tea-

spoonfnl of cloves; same amount of grated

nutmeg; two teaspoonfnls of lemon extract;

one teaspoonful of soda; one cup of raisins;

one of English currents. one of dried apples

soaked, and boiled down in the molasses.

Steam two hours and set in oven to brown

slightly. This W1“ keep a long time, and

is excellent to have on hand for emer»
geneies: