04; “dd“ '. .\ it \\ \NS’ m. ..u...... \\ \ »\\ \§\\&\\ \. ‘\ /’ 44/ /’ «m. I v .,- . E ' , ‘ fl», .. DETROIT, DEC. 17, 1892. THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement. IF I WERE FAIR. (“Then she looked into her mirror.") It I were fair! 1! I had little hands and slender feet; It to my cheeks the color rich and sweet Game at a word and faded at a frown; If I had clinging curls of burnish‘d brown: If I hal dreamy eyes aglow with smiles. And graceful limbs and pretty girlish wiles— If I were fair, Love would not turn aside; Life's paths. so narrow. would be broad and wide, If I were fair 1 If I were fair, Perhaps like other maidens I might hold A true heart's store of tried and tested gold. Love waits on Beauty, though sweet Love alone, It seems to me for aught might well atone. But Beauty’s charm is strong and Love obeys The mystic witchery of her shy ways. If I were fair, my years would seem so to w. Life would unfold sweet pictures to my view, If I were fair ! If I were fair. Perhaps the baby. with a scream of joy. To clasp my neck would throw away its toy. A at! hide its dimples in my shining hair. Bewilder'd by the maze of glory there ! But now-oh! shadow of a young girl‘s face; Unoolor'd lips that Pain's cold fingers trace. Ion will not blame the child whose wee hands close. Not on the blighted bud. but on the rose 80 rich and fair. If I were fair. Oh! just a little fair, with some sol t touch About my face to glorify it much 1 If no one shunn’d my presence or my kiss. Hy heart would almost break beneath its bliss. "Es said each pilgrim shall attain his goal, And perfect light shall flood each bllnded soul. When day’s flush merges into snnset’s bars, And night is here. And then beyond the stars I shall be fair! W BUYING CHRISTMAS THINGS. It doesn’t seem abit like Christmas, so everybody says. Too much mud and mist; not enough frost and snow. But the merchants, who are anxious to draw our dollars from our pockets to theirs, do not let us forget that Christmas is close at hand, and display their wares so temptingly that one needs the stoicism of St. Anthony to enable her to resist their mute appeal, “Come, buy me!” Fortunate the woman who deliberately plans her Christmas gifts week in ad- vance,and is level-headed enough not to get “rattled” by an attack of “pur- chasing fever,” holding herself firmly to her original plans and spending only the money she has dec1ded she is able to afford, and buying her things before the rush begins. Only those who have put off their Christmas shopping till “the last day in the afternoon” know how tiresome and exasperating a task it is, with saleswomen too busy to show you the goods you want to see until you are quite out of patience; with some-‘ body whisking the article you had just decided to take—but hadn’t said so— right from under your very nose, and like as not sending it off to be done up before you can protest; with the weari- some waits for change and the pushing, jostling crowd fairly pulling your clothes off you, and all making you vote Christmas a nuisance and wish it only came once in ten years. A good way is to make a tour of the stores, see what they have for sale and learn prices, go home and think it all over and decide what to buy for each for whom you design a present. And in deciding this, aim to gratify some de- sire of the recipients. You might as well give a telescope to a blind man as a book to a- person who doesn’t read more than one a year, a feather fan to a girl who never goes to a party,or brace- lets to one who doesn’t care for jewelry. It isn’t the cost of a gift, nor always the afiection that prompts it, which renders it acceptable~there is a good deal in its Suitability. its being “just what you had wanted so long.” And where it is possible it is a good idea for each member of a. family to make out a list of what he or she would like for Christmas—a list which may contain articles both cheap and costly and home- made, and these lists, circulated among the members, give each a chance to select what suits the ability to give, while the surprise is as great to the receiver, and the pleasure doubled by the gratification of a wish. Such a list made out by a young girl of my ac- quaintance ranged from a mink cape and mud and an opal pin, down to a box of candy and a button-hook, and she would as soon expect lightning tostrike her as expect to receive the first two; she put them in “because she wanted them.” In the stores this year, there is a be wildering array of silver articles. Silver , set hand-mirrors, silver backed brushes : ‘ for hairpins, others for safety pins and and combs, silver shaving mugs and silver manicure sets. l These are expen- , sive—ten and twelve dollars and up-i ward. Then we drop to the cheaper things, the tiny cofiee spoons with eith- ' er polished or dull gold bowls and fil- l I l 1 silver handles; sometimes the bowls are fluted like shells; these sell at [rum 3 dollar for the plainest to three dollars- for the enameled. Bon-bon spoons are: shovels, scoops, or are shaped like class- pans, and all have short handles, some of them are marvels of enameling. E saw one lovely little sugar spoon, goiti plate on sterling silver, with a fleur de- lis handle,for $2.90. Lettuce forks been long handles and three prongs, and are supposed to enable us to serve the let» tuce much more stylishly than an ordi- nary table fork; they are $2.75. Some- thing new is a spoon with a long handle and long narrow gold-lined bowl witha decided scoop at the end, and designate as a horse- radish spoon. It costs $2.25; and when I saw a man get red in the face the other day trying to help him- self to that pungent relish from a deep, small-necked bottle with the handle at a teaspoon. I concluded it would reek ly, as the salesman assured me, “fill a long-felt want.” Souvenir teaspoons you may buy from $1.75 up. Instead of choosing a spoon with the name of. a city upon it, or these “witch” or “Sauna Claus” spoons, get a solid silver specs. and have the recipie nt’s initial engraved- in the bowl and your own in the place left on the back of the spoon for magic ing. Silver is within half a cent an ounce- of the lowest price ever reached, so i saw in a paper the other day. I should think so. You can buy sterling silver hat pins for twenty-five cents each. and dainty pins, in sterling silver too, fours leaved clovers.daisies,leaves,bow knots, crescents,etc. ,for fifty cents each. Toilet and perfume bottles are in silver plated filagree, very pretty and showy, and range in price from thirty cents fix small sizes up to sixty cents for lax-gen. Little filagree match stands are twenty five cents, sterling silver match safer; for your smoking friend cost from $1.5 up, and every time he lights a cigar he . should bless the thoughtul girl who gave it bun—and had his initials engraved on it. Trinket boxes—silvered boxes label. led “A woman‘s friend” and intended matches, are thirty-five cents; silvered cases containing each a pack of cards are twenty-five and thirty cents; little silvered boots—a trifle down at the heel ——for matches,twenty cents; photograph agree, twisted wire, enamel or oxydized frames, silvered filagree, twenty-five The Household. o cents and upward, or little ovals set with rhinestones, and costing $2 50. In the book-stores holiday trade seems to be dull. The cheap book counters have sadly injured the legitimate trade, for cheapness is more of a consideration with many people than quality—a book is a-book. I can appreciate the taste of a friend who has all his magazines bound in half calf, at a cost exceeding the subscription price, and whose selec- tion of a book is influenced as much by the style of binding and quality of type and paper as by its literary value, but not all of us can afford so costly a fad. When you can buyHawthorne’s “Scarlet Letter" and ‘ ‘House of the Seven Gables” in pretty red and white binding, fairly good paper and type that will not quite blind you, at twenty-four cents a volume, only those whose tastes make them pre- fer a little that is good to much that is common will pay $2 50 for a handsome edition in calf. Among the new books that are soecially attractive and good are Mary E. Wilkins’ “Jane Field,” and “A New England Nun”; “A Window in Thrums” and “The Little Minister,” by J. M. Barrie; "The West from a Car Window” by Richard Harding Davis, and though not new, “Gallagher,” the best newspaper story I ever read, and “Van Bibber and Others," by the same author; "F. Marion Crawford’s new book,” Don Orsino;" Giovanni and the Other,” Mrs. Burnett’s latest for the children; T.W. Higginson’s essays,pub- lished in the Bazar and now sent forth on their own account in dainty white and gray; and Whittier and Field and Aldrich, and the benevolent Autocrat, their literary merits enhanced by the attractiveness of their array. And fol- lowing these, the innumerable illustrat- ed poems. “Snowbound,” “The Bells,” "Curfew,” in imitation vellum and par- chment,their whiteness bro ken by D res- den designs in palest blue and pink, lined with gilt. And when you get beyond these small things, and lose yourself in the great jewelry, furniture, dry-goods and de- partment stores, a woman can hardly help wishing herself heir to a few of the Gould millions,there are so many things she is sure would give pleasure and help to those she loves and would de- light to enrich were she able. And then she may think of the old philosopher who. after his rich friend had shown him over his elegantly appointed man- sion,thanked him for showing him how many things there were in the world that he could do without. And coming down to a later day,-we somehow sympa- thize with the girl who despairingly exclaimed: “Oh to be a child again,when a stick of cmdy and a saucer pie ‘filled the bill,’ and nothing was expected of me i” BEATRIX. SILVER may be kept from turning black by keeping that not in daily use in canton flannel bags, with tiny bits of camphor gum put in with it. AN IDEAL MOTHER. Deprived of a mother at an early age still I have always had my ideal of one. She is small, rather undersized. has a sweet face; her hair always waved. I once heard a mother remark that she wore her hair crimped every day to avoid any unnecessary questions of the children as to whether she was going out and where she was going. This ideal mother of mine is becom- ingly attired; has the gentlest voice; is never loud, always refined and ladylike; is ever ready to listen to the troubles and trials of childhood and I believe these childish woes are as bad as any deeper troubles we have in after years. I know that some of my childhood troubles are as vivid in my memory as any I have encountered in after life. She has eyes that can see the faults of her children, but yet has such a way of pointing them out and advising them that it causes no rebellious feeling. She is as polite to her children as she would be to the President, ever ready to join in their sports with as much zeal as the youngest, when they lack a playfellow; and when the grown-up son is in need of a partner for the social or entertainment, he is proud to take his mother. She is never so happy as when her children are gathered around her; never gets nervous at their noise or questions, very benevolent of her caresses, and the grown-up son or daughter never get too old to kiss mother. Is my ideal realized in this world, or is this personage an illusion. It is a‘l a mistake about the father being the head of the family; it is the mother and the mother’s influence that make a home. Talking about tramps, ifthere is any- thing that makes me wilt down like a ca‘obageleaf on a hot day it’s a tramp, and I am a bony masculine-looking woman too; with a sharp tongue, I am so sorry to say, and quite apt to stick up for my rights. B it just let me see a tramp coming up the walk and my heart gives one bound and lodges in my throat, and I begin to tremble as if I had an ague chill. I always drag my- self to the door, after opening one in an opposite direction so I can make a hasty exit if necessary. I live in a house with nine outside doors so there is one almost always opposite. The last tramp that came as soon as I open- ed the door says "You sick, missus?” I politely told him I was not very well, though I think I was suffering more mentally than any phy‘ical pain; after he went away I looked in the glass to see why he asked the question and I was astonished, my face was so pale and my eyes had such a wild scared look. I looked a fit subject for the in- sane asylum. Feed them! I should think I did. I give them the best the house affords, and would give them my husband’s Sunday trousers if they should happen to suggest it. RUTH. USELESS FUSSINESS . One would need more lives than a cat to carry out all the directions given to housekeepers through the papers that make housekeeping a specialty. Then the kindly household writer who wants to lessen your lahors can only re- commend skipping the ironing. Now ironing is not unpleasant work, and if the clothes without gathers are folded as they are taken from the line, placed on the ironing table, the other clothes ironed on top of them, it is not a great task. If we could only skip washing the dishes! I suspect the wiping of them might be omitted if theylare left to drain after having boiling water poured over them. But it seems better to wipe and put them away than to have them around while they are drying themselves. The only real saving of work Ican see would be to have two meals a day instead of three. Breakfast at nine. Most people are not hungry at the usual breakfast hour any way. Dinner at three or four. If we crowd three meals into these short winter days we get little done besides cooking them, and washing the dishes afterwards. It must be careless editing that allows some of the precious directions for can- ning fruit to see the light of day. One earlier in this year that I saw in seve- ral papers said that in canning straw- berries they would settle and leave an empty place at the too of the can. They should opened next morning and the empty spot filled up. Of. course any one used to canning would not follow such a direction, but inexperienced house- keepers might have lost- their fruit by it. Another writer says the covers and rubber rings must be kept in a small kettle of boiling water as it is absolute- ly necessary they should be very hot when put on. I have never gone into any such foolishness; I fill ahundred cans a year and do not lose any—except in the usual way. My temper is a trifle uncertain and it is sometimes lost al- together in reading the useless fussiness in all kinds of directions for doing homework from people whom I know have no practical knowledge of it. Having thus worked off the crossness engendered by six straight weeks of depressing weather On this HOUSEHOLD, I am prepared to present a smiling face to my own. HULDAH PERKINS. PIONEER. THOSE housekeepers who have win- dows with unsightly outlook and are tired of washing muslin sash curtains, may adopt the following cheap substi- tute for frosted glass: In a quart of stale beer dissolve half a pound of Glauber salts. Apply to the‘glass with a paint or copying brush. The salts are deposited on the glass in a coating of fine crystals, which produce a very pretty effect, not easily distinguished from frosted glass. .4- m - -' ~ The Household. ' 8 MORE ABOUT THE KEELEY CURE. Sister Gracious seems to be quite sar- castic and somewhat doubtful in regard to the Keeley cure. As to the price, it would truly seem that it might be made lower and still be ample compensation to Dr. Keeley. Of course he is not the only one inter- ested. There are a number of salaries to be paid and other expenses incidental to the conducting of solarge a business. Still, to those who have had a dear one cured by that means, a hundred, or an hundred and fifty dollars even, seems slight in comparison to the good wrought in the home life. Take it home to yourself, Sister Gracious. Suppose some one in your own family were af- flicted with the disease—I think we may so call it—would not you be willing to give ten times the sum named to have him cured ? Dr. Keeley may as well reap the benefit pecuniarily as the sa~ loan-keepers. Sister Gracious says it is only for the rich. Can not the rich man’s wife or mother’s heart ache as well as her poor- er sister. She may not lack for the comforts of life, but the sorrow and shame are there just the same ; and if every one cannot be helped surely we should not begrudge it to those who can afford it. Even now I think there are few worthy men who may not have the means placed within their reach to go the Cure, for as I said in my previous letter, clubs of the “graduates” or cured men are being formed in many of our cities, one of the objects being to raise a fund to pay the expenses of those who are not able to pay for tb emselves. Many of the men who have been cured were sent by friends interested in their wel- fare who advanced the money. I think before long steps will be tak- en by the States—and one of the South- ern States, I see. has already done so- to pass laws relative to the license law, to set aside a share of the liquor tax revenue for the purpose of giving treatment to persons who are willing to be cured, but have not the means to pay. I think we will yet see this thing un- der government control; and the vic- tims whom the saloon-keepers have heretofore held in an iron grasp will be free from the curse, whetherthey are rich or poor. Not that I expect the millenium is coming just yet—but I do expect that before five years have roll- ed away no man in this broad land need willingly be the slave of liquor. The italicised words “if it is a cure,” show that Sister Gracious has very lit- tle faith in it. I do not think she is the only one who is or has been skepti- cal, and perhaps nothing that I can say will strengthen her faith. In our city and surrounding country there are quite a number who have been cured by the Keeley treatment. Many of them are personally known to me, and this is how I come to have such confidence in it. When men who have drank to excess for years, who acknowledge that they wanted something to drink every day of their lives, whether they gave up to it or resisted—when these men (and I can show you a dozen of them) say that they have no more desire for a drink of liquor than for a drink of rain water, or any other distasteful thing, when men, as some of them do, work in drug stores and other places where liquor is kept and never have the least desire to taste it, it does not take long to convince me that there is something in it. I can not explain it nor can they —but as one of them said : “One thing I know —like the blind man of old—“That whereas I was blind, now I see,’ only,” he added, “my disease was a good deal worse than blindness." The question is often asked “‘ Will they stay cured ‘? Will the appetite never come back ‘9" If ‘a person has once been cured of any disease it may possibly attack them again. So with this. The man is placed exactly in the position of one who has never drank. ‘ It is possible he may drink, but it will be because he acquires the habit over again. But suppose a man in ordinary cir- cumstances was obliged to'be treated onceayear. The cost would still be less than his whiskey bill would have been for the same length of time, to sav nothing of the happiness of his family during that period which if it were you or I whose happiness were at stake, I think it would not and could not be measured by dollars and cents. Let me give one word to doubting ones in closing: If you have a loved one who is in a condition to need the Keeley Cure,don’t hesitate a single mo- ment about having him go to Ypsilanti, or Alma, or Benton Harbor (for our State has three Keeley Institutes in- stead of two as I stated before), and if in four weeks you don’t say it was the best investment he ever made, your ex- perience will be different from any I know of who have given the Keeley Cure 3. fair trial. FLINT. ELLA ROCKWOOD. H.— CHAT. “BASHFUL JOE,” of Matteson, gives some of her views on HOUSEHOLD topics. saying: “I made up a Thanksgiving dinner for my chickens although it is two weeks late; better late than never, I think. I took the potato parings and other re- fuse and boiled them until tender, then poured over them a pan of ground feed, put in a sprinkle of cayenne pepper,and I presume I shall have to take the half bushel basket tonight to gather the eggs in and won’t it be fun to sell theml I could not help smiling out loud when I read Little Nan’s experience at frying pork, but she is not the only one who has had all these things to learn. I think it quite a knack to cook meat pro- perly. And new award for the mother- in-law. I have one, and I can truly say of her, she is one of the best Christian ladies in this part of the country; I only wish there were more just like her; she has always been a mother to me and more so since I buried my own mother, one year ago. 1 have lots of sympathy for the tired, overworked mothers, and hope the husbands may be as good and thoughtful of them as mine is. I have had to keep help the most of the time for the past ten years. I think a week’s vacation and visit to some friend a great help to any one. I would like to tell my experience of a visit I made this fall and how much benefit it was to me, but am afraid i have tarried too long al- ready, when I get started I hardly know where to stop.” “Dana’s WIFE” says she enjoys read. ing the HOUSEHOLD so much that she has often thought she would like tojoin the coterie of writers. She adds: “I think the exchange of ideas through this little paper does us much good, ens larges our views and we are made the better thereby. How often some of the letters describe our home life and sur- roundings, and solve some problem for us that helps us a great deal in this busy life. How many days are made happy by a pleasant smile or a kind word! Let us sow them broadcast, as they cost us so little yet mean so much to others. I think “Diana’s” cure for discontent very good and “Busy Bee’s" views on the pocket-book question also. Those ques- tions have been well discussed so I will not revive them. As I have been married only a little over a year I haven’t much experience with two pocket-books and don’t anticipate much trouble in that direction.” PHOEBE, of Clarendon,is a new comer who inquires: “Please may I come in and become one of the members of the HOUSEHOLD? I have been standing on the threshold for a long time wonder- ing ifI had better ‘knock at the door, peck in, lift up the latch 3. Id walk in,’ and conscience said try it, and perhaps if you are received once, they will let you call again. I have been areader of the HOUSEHOLD for nearly three years, and the little paper c'omes like a sunbeam into our home. The better half takes two papers. the MICHIGAN FARMER,the Voice of New York, while I have the Uni/mSignalfioodform and the HOUSEHOLD, which is read through be- fore the others are taken up. or read. I just wanted to tell a little of my ex- perience with flatirons to the young housekeeper. If she wishes them to retain their heating qualities do not leave them on the back of the range (or dry oven) after using, where they will be warm all the time; but hang them up in a dry place and she will always find them bright and clean ready for use any time.” WHAT'S the matter with Anti-Over that he so pathetically pictures the woes of “Benedict the married man?” He inquires: "Are married men’s duties and obli- gations rightly appreciated by their wives? About the first thing ‘he’ must providea house and home. furnishings, board and clothing for two. It has generally cost him some of his time and much hard work and some money; and 1fa young farmer, he gets up in the morning, builds fire, puts on the kettle, goes out in the wet. cold, snow or blow, to do the chores, and doesnot always The Household. find things inst as he left them over night. Well, breakfast; then to his stock and team,plowing, dragging,culti- vating over the rough hills. Tired and weary at supper time, there are forty chores to do and the wood to bring in. Then he takes care- of the baby and is always expected to be good natured and keep both pocket-books well filled. I ask has a decent man no thoughts or cares,bnt just his own comfort. In your disconsolate moments just think of ‘the lilies of the field, they toil not, neither do they spin” for ANTI—OVER. [You shouldn’t be curious, Anti-Over, for that is popularly (but erroneously) suppose to be awoman‘s failing; but you are “away off” and the hundred miles exist in fact, not fancy.—ED ] M. A.. of Orion, pays a tribute to an oft underestimated individual, saying: “Why shouldn’t my mother-in-law care how I mend my husband’s stock- ings ? Hasn’t she mended them care- fully and smoothly ever since the little feet first tegan to wear them? And don’t we know what painful corns or bunions are sometimes caused by a thick, rough place in a stocking that has been mended in a bungling manner? And why should I leel badly because my husband loves his mother 1* Should not I rather feel badly if :he did not, for if a man would cease to love his mother how long before he would neglect his wife? Dear heart, the grass of many summers has been green above her grave. May God forgive me if I ever caused her pain, and help me to care for her boy as tenderly as did she vhvhennhe was not mine at all, but only are. ______..._._. MUSIC, There is probably no art or science, at the present day which has so univer- sally obtained the voice of all mankind as the art and science of music. It is the most healthful of all arts. for it sat- isfies and enlightens the mind, and awakens exquisite emotions of happi- ness in the soul. "Truly there is power in music.” It sweetens the cup of bitterness, softens the hand of poverty, lightens the bur- dens of life and encourages the soul in despair. There is no medicine so beneficial or more pleasant to take, for a bad humor, than music; it is healthful. What a softening power is contained in music, especially the music of the human voice; who can be angry when the voice speaks in song ! Sing to the wicked man, sing to the discon- solate, sing to the old and sing to the young ; it inspires them all. The human voice is the most perfect musical instrument ever made, for it had the most skillful Maker. The first account of a chorus of voices we have was at the laying of the founda- tions of the earth, when the morning stars sang together, and the sons of God shouted for joy. Every song uplifts, many a prayer is ‘ angry feelings; it should be in the farm- means of uplifting some down-trodden soul to a higher and better life. There is music in every thing, it is all around us. The rain drops sing as they fall ; the air is filled with whisper~ ing melodies; the autumnal winds have a mournful sound as they rush past us, and the little brook ripples as it flows on and On. Tell us where music is not. Instead of the monotone of the spin- ning wheel, and the click of the shuttle, the only instrumental performances of by-gone days, we have the piano. No family can afford to be Without music, it is a luxury and an economy, Make home attractive, it will keep out er’s home, as well as in the home of the merchant or the professional man. How heart-warming it is to hear the whole family joining in a hymn or SOng, or hear some poetic reverie executed! How many of us would have loved to listen to some of the old masters, as they executed their own compositions, their very souls entering into the very depths of their work, and each chord a prayer ! I have been reading of late the biographies of some of the old mas- ters, and under what discouragements and disadvantages they sometimes worked. but at the end came out vic- torious. When girls enter upon their duties as housewives what a sad mistake they oft-times make in carelessly laying aside their music, in some cases entirely forgetting it. I beg of you to keep up your practice ! Keep vour piano in tune; don’t become too stingy to invest a few dollars for the good of an instrument that cost you hundreds of dollars. If you expect your clock to indicate correct time, you have it cleaned and wound up regularly, so if you wish your piano to play correct music, have it kept in order. I know of a great many house-wives who do not touch their pianos from one week’s end to another ; and when they do, they can scarcely play a simple piece in the natural key. They will see the day they will regret such care- lessness, if they have not already. Our husbands love to hear us play (at least mine idoes), and I should certainly think married life a failure if household cares interfered with that talent given me, and in which so much domestic pleasure centers. Remember, music is to the ear and intellect what strawberries, peaches and other luscious fruit are to the taste. MT. CLEMENS. LIFTLE NAN. H...“ ABDUI‘ THE HAIR. Hilda G., of Stromsburg, Neb.,writes: “I take much pleasure in the HOUSE- HOLD, and have come to regard it an encyclopaelia of knowledge. I have a valuable collection of recipes taken from its columns, but come asking for one that I have not yet found, viz.: clipping the hair at the new of the moon strengthen it, or is it only a saying?’ LDI‘. Leonard, in his valuable treatise on the hair, recommends cocoanut oil as the best dressing for dry, harsh hair, and names Burnett’s Cocoaine as a good preparation. But unless the hair is unusually dry. it may be made soft and glossy by the persistent use of the hair brush. Few have patience to give the hundred strokes of the brush every day, necessary to stimulate the natural oiliness of the hair and produce a natu- ral gloss and softness. Use but little of the pomade; nothing is more disgust- ing than hair reeking with oil. It is best applied after the hair has been cleaned with the yolk of an egg well rubbed in, and rinsed and properly dried. The moon has nothing whatever to do with the growth of the hair. Fre- quent trimming of the hair is conducive to its rapid growth. It is well to trim the ends of the hair once a month or~so, to keep the ends even, and it will grow exactly as fast if the clipping is regular- ly done on the first or any other day of the month as if done in the “new of the moon.” Split hairs should be cut off above the cleft, as the hair will not grow afterwards, and the tendency is for the split to extend upward on the shaft. If the hair is quite uneven, considera- ble should be cut off, or the result may be that it will come out badly. In making up the list of papers and magazines for next year’s reading it would be well not to forget Good House keeping, an excellent low-price domestic monthly. Its household miscellany} is of an excellent order. $2 per annum. C. W. Bryan & 00., Springfield, Mass. W THE gum-chewing public may be pleased to learn that but little of the stuff which it industriously masticates is really a gum, or in any way related to that vegetable product. The basis of the daintily-wrapped, nicely-flavor- ed and flowery-named compounds which are “rolled as a sweet morsel under the tongue” (and carefully stuck on the bed- post or under the table when not in ac- tive use) is a residuum left in the refin- ing of coal oil. Only about 2,500 pounds of genuine spruce gum obtained from the trees are secured each year, the rest of the supply is the petroleum pro- duct, which comes cheaper and is more readily obtained, The gatherers of spruce gum, who used to make from $1 to $5 per day, now do not average over 20 or 30 cents a pound, the little round clear bits being worth $1 per pound, the remainder ranging down to ten cents. When the supply is large, the price sometimes falls to three or f0ur cents, at other times a scarcity makes it worth 50 or 60 cents. The gum can only be secured in winter, and is not valuable breathed through a song ; a simple bal- lad may be full of music, it maybe the something to render the hair soft with- out making it damp and sticky. Does until it is several years old.