DETROIT,

   

MARCH 4, 1898.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement...

 

POST MOB l‘EH.

 

BYA. EJ.

 

Dear friends who gather round my form today.
While 1 have drifted far beyond your reach;
And in my hands and round my ooiiiu lay

The best you have of do wet, or thought, or speech;

This is my plea: None knows another‘s life;

The pit—falls that have caught another‘s feet;

The little strength to cope with larger strife;

The lack of grace to make one‘s friendship sweet.

So all I ask is this—say not with tears;

"She did too much; hor hands are worn and thin;"

Yet speak not of the idle. wasted years:

Nor s idly whisper—“This, this was her sin.”

It is too late for blame; too late for praise;

My heart can throb to neither if it would;

I only ask that roundfimv deals and days 7 ,

Ion twine this thought: "She did the best she
ooul ."

THOMAS.
——_’.._—_

TH E WISH.

 

Should some great angel say to me to—morrow.
"Thou must re-treai thy pathway from the
start.

Bit God will grant, in pity. for thy sorrow.
Some one dear wish. the nearest to thy heart."

This were my wish! From my life‘s dim begin~
rung,
Let be what has been! Wisdom planned the
whole;
My want. my woes. my errors and my sinning,
All. all were needed lessons for my soul.
—-Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

 

“ REMAINS MY WIDOW."

 

UsuallyIam quite ready to give a
cordial assent to A. H. J .’s sentiments
as expressed in her ever welcome letters
to the HOUSEHOLD. But I must dis-
sent from her views in her last article
(HOUSEHOLD Feb. 25th), whose subject
will be suggested by the title I have.
placed above. There may be instances
where it is prudent, but it certainly is
not just in a husband to limit his wife’s
enjoyment of their (not his only) pro-
perty tothe period during which she
shall remain his widow. And ordinari-
ly, I see only tyrannical injustice in his
assuming the right to impress his au-
thority and impose penalties upon his
wife after he is dead; the chances are
he has done enough of that during his
life-time without continuing it after
death. If he desires to protect her
alike from fortune-hunters and adver—
sity he can do so with perfect safety and
security without the r :striction, by m-
vesting their joint estate in such a
manner that it will yield an income
payable to her only. The limitation,
“so long as she remains my widow,” is

 

 

almost invariably less grounded in 10 7e
than in selfish jealousy; the man would
hold her his exclusive property, nil she
will she, even after death separates
them. She may have been burning in-
cense all these years and he doesn’t rel-
ish the idea that her worship may be
transferred to another, but this much I
can say—I never knew the masculine
half of a truly united,harmonious couple
to make such a provision. The man
who has most faith in his wife’s devo-
tion trusts that devotion rather than a
clause in his last testament.

It implies a lack of confidence in a
woman’s good sense and sound judgment
for a man to be so anxious to continue
a postmortem guardianship. Possibly
he realizes his Wife didn’t show partic-
ularly good judgment in accepting
him, and as she has grown no wiser
through their years of companionship
he had better consider her incapable
and act accordingly, though it seems a
pity he should give the feeling public
and legal expression. But the real
grievance, the actual injustice, lies in
his assumption that the property he de-
vises is unreservedly and entirely his,to
dispose of at his individual pleasure.
He thus ignores his wife’s years of labor
and economy—years during which she
managed her department with the same
industry and frugality he displayed in
his. The resulting property is a joint
accumulation; is it then right or just
to the woman who has sustained the
dual relationship of Wife and business
partner to assume it is all his to dispose
of,regardless of her interest in it? Con-
sidering her simply as a business part-
ner he couldn’t do it; but he may, legal-
ly, because she sustains an even closer
and nearer relationship!

I don’t think that in either reading
or observation I ever knew of an in~
stance where a woman left her pro-
perty to her husband “as long as he re-
mains my widower.” The stipulation
seems to be an essential'y masculine
one. Yet if widower-s, especially if men
of property, are not as often “taken in
and done for” by fortune-hunters Of the
feminine persuasion as are widows by
those who wear whiskers, may I never
push pencil again! Let an adventuress
get hold of an elderly widower and he’ll
never know her little game till he’s tied
up in a hard knot. Then he’s very like-

 

dear departed than he ever cherished
during her lifetime.

When a woman dies, unless she holds
property in her own name the law
ignores her children’s rights in the joint
earnings of herself and husband. He
may marry again and N umberTwo make
the money fly east and west and the
house too hot to hold the first wife’s
children,and there is no help for it. The
title to the property is vested in the
husband and the children have no rights
until he dies. When the man dies, the
law intervenes and distributes his estate
with alacrity and despatch. And the
law is unjust enough, giving as it does
to the Widow only the use of one-third
of the real estate in the earning and
holding of which she has been a joint
partner, but the law doesn’t say she can
only have it as long as she remains a
widow—that little extra meanness it
left for some men to add.

I always feel an added respect for a
man when he does as did the late James.
G. Blaine—leaves his possessions “D‘-
reservedly to his wife. What a wealth
of love and confidence it bespeakawhat
volumes it tells of oneness of mind,heart
and purpose! What a compliment to
the intelligence,ability and integrity of
the wife! Not all deserve it, that is
true; but more would be worthy if has
bands gave more trust and confidence
in business affairs to their wives. The
noble mind does not hamper gifts with
cramping conditions. But I wouldn’t
blame the woman whose husband would
resort to legal measures to compel her
to remain his “relic” if she married
again while the soil was yet gray upon
his grave.

i would suggest that, if a man wants
to do the square thing by his wife ané.
domestic business partner, he recognise
the value of her service by setting apart
one-half the estate as her interest, in.
dependent of his disposal; then let him
make such disp asition of his own share
as he pleases. Let him bear in mind
she has spent her years and strength
with him and for him; that her earning
days are over; that while life and its,
possibilities are before their children.
they are behind her. Laws are for the
many and may—often must—do injustice
to the few. Ifa man is courageous en-
ough to makes will,let him not be more,
ungenerous than the law.

 

1y to have a more exalted Opinion of the

    

 

BELTBJX.


 

 

 

 

 

2 The Household.

 

A MARSH-MALLOW ROAST.

Whittier has given us a charming
micture of a winter evening devoted to
ale, nuts and apples; popping corn,
roasting chestnuts, nearly everything
that at once gratifies the appetite and
furnishes amusement is familiar to us
in song and story; our Editor once fell
into a rhapsody over her glass of ice«
cream soda; why has no One sung the
praises of a marsh-mallow roast? If
you have never enjoyed one “you have
missed half your life.” For an evening
of unadulterated bliss, procure a big
box of marsh -mallows; arm yourself and
a congenial friend or two with the
longest-handled toasting-forks that you
possess, and establish yourselves by an
open coal fire. Of course you will burn
a few at first until you get the knack of
it, and also you will cover yourself from
head to foot with the sugar; but that is
part of the fun. Then how delicious
the marsh-mallow looks as it swells and
swells until it as large as a baking-
powder biscuit! How carefully you
tend it that every side may be the same
delicate shade of brown! Finally,when
it has reached the required state of per-
fection—provided it does not tumble of!
the forkat the last moment, with thepure
perversity of inanimate things—what
rapture to allow the creamy nothing to
literally melt in your mouth! Surely
the ambrosia of the gods was like unto
roasted marshmallows! Jupiter was
famous for knowing a good thing when
he got it.

The five little pigs which adorn the
”box-cover are symbolical; for you keep
toasting just one more mallow to see
how it will turn.out,and after it is toast-
ed it must be eaten. But when at last
you are not to be tempted by the cream-
iest and puflfiest, throw the sugar that
is left in the box on the coals and end
your evening by a miniature conflagra-

tion. E. C.
PORT HURON.

 

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MANNER‘? FOR THE CHILDREN.

,Mrs. A. Do asks our teachers to help
us teach our children manners. That
is right,and I think all careful,interest-
«ed teachers have their hands full teach-
ing manners, personal cleanliness, etc.,
aside from ordinary school work.

Though there are many exceptions—
do you not think that parents,too often,
neglect their children’s manners? I
notice that children who are taught to
say “yes, ma’am” and “no, ma’am” to
their teacher never forget to say it to
others. Then so many parents speak of
their neighbors as “Bill Jones”, or
“John Smith,” instead of “Mr. Jones”
or “Mr. Smith.” As a matter of course
their children address people in the
same terms.

Let us teach the boy to raise the hat
when to do so marks the gentleman; to
stand until the ladies in the room are
seated, also to offer his chair to his
elders, to allow a lady to enter a door

 

first, and to precede her through a
crowd.

Then there are ti ose little things at
table that show the contrast between
the man of culture and the boor. Teach
the children the proper use of the knife,
fork and spoon. (This calls to mind an
acquaintance who—though she oc-
casionally went in the first of society——
practiced using her knife for carrying
food to her mouth., Once, upon the de-
parture of her domestic, she cast the
blame upon her daughter-in-law who,as
is customary. ate with her fork. “The
girl,” she said, “was not used to so many
airs.”

Allow the "young idea” to speak at
table—it gives an ease of manner; but
do not allow him to monopolize conver-
sation. And above all, teach your sons,
as soon as they are old enough, to wait
upon others at table, in the absence of
the head of the family. If trained in
this at an early age it becomes an easy
task,and when they take their place as
head of their own table, in after years,
they will not (through lack of confid-
ence to perform the task) bid others to
"pitch in and. help yourselves.”

81‘. J onus. CASSANDRA.

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SPRING SEWING.

It is a most excellent idea to utilize
the lengthening days of March, when
east winds and “slush” do prevail out of
doors and one feels luxuriously comfort-
able with the coal stove blushing furious-
ly, in looking over last year's clothing,
deciding what shall be made over, what
will do for combinations, what is ho pe-
lessly past redemption, and putting in-
to order that which is still serviceable.
How glad you’ll be, for instance, when
some day you find spring has really
come in earnest, to think your jacket is
neatly bound, the button-holes worked
over and the lining mended! Skirts
and underwear, too, all ready to jump
into when you are sure you can’t stand
flannel garments another minute, give
cause for gratitude.

There’s no more unpleasant task than
to mend the bottom of an old dress skirt,
especially now they are worn so long.
But new virtuously economical and
righteously tidy you feel when the job
is done! If badly worn. put on a strip
of new canvas, or face it a quarter of a
yard deep with the material of the
skirt lining. Instead of using
braid for binding, buy a quarter of a
yard of good velveteen (unless you have
pieces of velvet you can cut bias and
use instead). The merchants will offer
you strips of velveteen ready cut but it
is of poor quality usually; it will pay
better to spend a little more for a better
goods and cut it yourself. Let the velvet
facing be an inch or an inch and a half
wide after it is on: it saves both skirt
and shoes; and hem down firmly with
stout thread. Instead of turning the
edge so the wear comes on the dress
goods, let the velveteen take the rubs,

 

by allowing it to appear like a narrow
cord on the bottom. Some dressmakers
put on a regular binding of velvet, let-
ting it show a quarter of an inch. This
is a good plan of your skirt is worn and
you do not wish to shorten by cutting
off; bind right over the worn edge.

The small sleeves which now so plain-
lv class a gown as a “back number” are
easily modernized by using another
material, as velvet or silk, for Empire
pufis and jacket fronts. Or plain wool
goods may be employed. Cut the old
sleeve to fit moderately tight to a point
half way between elbow and shoulder.
Make very full puffs of the new materi-
al, lining them with crinoline lawn or
book muslin to make them stiff. One
width of velvet is none too much for the
front or upper part of the puff. The
Bazar says the puff should be a
yard wide; the lower edge is straight,
the upper slightly rounded. The
jacket fronts will hide stains and wear
under the arms. Make collar of the new
material,or add a band of it to the upper
edge of the old. Or make drooping
pufl’s to the elbow; these are best in silk
or wool. Fashion lends itself most ami-
ably to the renewal of old, clothes just
at present, and the results, if taste in
selection and combination is exercised,
are pleasing to the purse and the wear-

61'.
——oo.——

A THIMRLE PARTY.

 

You want to invite a dozen friends,
perhaps your Literary Club, to you-
house but are at a loss to know just how
to entertain them? Well, give a
“thimble party.” You will send your
invitations written in this form: ’

MRS. JOHN JAYIES SHII‘H.

A '1' HOME,
WEDNESDAY, MiRCH EIGH PEI.
"Thimbles." 2:30 o'clock.

Your guests will understand they
are to bring their work, and punctuality
is a commendable virtue. Needles and
tongues will be active until four o‘clock.
Then serve cocoa, sandwiches, a salad,
and cakes, concluding with bonbons.

You will have made ready as many
small envelopes as you have guests by
writing some not-too-obscure quotation
0n the outside of each. Within the
envelope place a slip of paper bearing
the author’s name. Secure this slip
by punching two holes through envelope
and slip ani passing a bit of bright No.
1 ribbon through it, tying in a bow

knot. Each lady reads her quotation '

aloud in turn, and three minites are
allowed for naming the author ; failing
a correct guess recourse is had to the
slip. A little prize is prepared for the
individual who makes the most sue-
cessful guesses and a consolation prise
for the unlucky one who is least in the
competition. Then it is time to take
the thimbles and go home. The thim-

ble party passes an afternoon pleasantly
and leaves each particxpant free to pre-
pare the evening mealfor husband and
children as usual.


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The Household. 8

 

 

HODJESKK AS M'LRY STUARI‘.

 

(Concluded. )

The scene is the forest, where Mary,
for the first time in years, is allowed
momentary freedom, being for a brief
space removed from sight of prison
walls and jailors. She is wild with de-
light at this breath of Heaven’s free
air. In the midst of her almost childish
abandon and delight, the gleeful notes
of a hunting chorus are heard approach-
ing. It is the signal of the queen’s
coming; and not until this moment does
Sir Amias Paulet tell Mary that Eliza-
beth has granted her prayer for an in-
terview and is even now approaching.
Mary, unnerved by the excitement of
the few moments’ freedom, is all unpre-
pared for the ordeal. which she now
piteously but vainly begs to be spared.
As Elizabeth with Shrewsbury and
Leicester appsars through a glade in
the forest, she summons her fortitu is
for the meeting. Even from the first she
is repelled by Eliz tbeth’s haughty, dis-
dainful air; it requires all her self-con-
trol toenable her to bow before the one
whose will decides her fate; she essays
to bend the knee as a suppliant, but she
too is of royal blood. the memory of her
wrongs and years of captivity surges
over her and she stands before England’s
queen as proud and queenly as Elizabeth
herself; it is not her eyes that fall first.
Elizabeth breaks the silence by address-
ing her ministers:

“How now. my Lords! ‘ . “J
Which of you then annou I08 1 to me a prisoner
Down 1 down by woe? i see a. haughty one _..":|
By no in inns humbled by cala nity." .4

Mary, besought by Kennedy to re-
member the, momentous issue of the
meeting, attempts to plead her cause,
agreeing to renounce all claim to the
throne and live quietly in some foreign
land if given her freedom; she pleads
their kinship, their common woman-
hood, and even kneels before the un-
bending woman whose stony face is ex-
pressive of dislike and hatred, mingled
with exultation at seeing her enemy
humbled before her. But eighteen
years behind barred doors have not
wholly tamed the Stuart blood. Ens-
perated at the queen’s unconcealed en-
joyment of her humiliation, and her
taunts, Mary forgets the courtier’s part;
is she not also a queen? Elizabeth’s
crowning insolence is to remind her of
her unfortunate marriages:

“And you confess, at last.that you are conquered:
Are all your schem :9 run out? Will no adventnr.

or
Attempt again for you the sad achieve neut?
Yes, madam. it is over:— You‘ll seduce
No mortal more. i‘he world has other cares;
None is ambitions of the dangerous honor
Of being your fourth hnsba 1d."

Then, turning to Leicester, Elizabeth

continues:

“I'hose then. my Lord of Leicester. are the
charms .
Which no man with impunity can view.
Near which no woman dare attempt to stand?
In sooth. this hon or b :th been cheaply gained;
She who to all is common. may with also
cm the common object of applause.”

At this the insulted woman—woman
now—yet dignified even in her rage,re-
minds Elizabeth that her faults were

. ”-M-..

 

open and unconcealed, and that she had
grisvously atoned for them. Then, as
the full meaning of the insult crowds
upon her, she flings prudence to the
winds, and her reproaches,under which
Elizabeth cowers as if they were blows,
culminate in this speech:

"Woe to you! when in lime to come the world

Shall draw the robe of honor from your deeds

With which thy arch-hip vcrisy has veiled

The raging flames of lawless, secret inst.

Virtue w is not t'r 6 portion of your mother;

Well knicw we what it was which brOUght the
bea

0f Anne Boleyn to the fatal block.

A bastard soils. profanes the English throne!

The generous Britons are cheated by a juzgler,

If right prevailed you now would in tha (inst

Before me lie, for l’m your rightful monarch!”

That is a thrilling moment when
rising to the full height of her superb
figure, with scorn and contempt ex-
pressed in every line of her mobile face,
with finger leveled at Elizabeth, who
has hidden her face in her hands
and turned away. she says “A bastard
soils,”——-and with unregal haste “the
virgin queen” hastens from the spot,fol-
lowed by her attendants,who, as well as
Mary’s faithful few, know well that this
unlucky encounter has sealed the fate
of Mary, Queen of Scots.

And truly, “the time to come" has, as
Mary is made to prophesy, revealed
Elizabeth as less the noble queen than
the vain, jealous, erring woman, whose
courtiers were cempelled to minister
constantly to her insatiate desire for
flattery; who, though no worse than
most of those who formed her court. was
at least not without reproach among
them; and whose personal jealousy of
the beauty and fascinations of Mary led
to the signing her death warrant on a
trumped-up charge too clumsy to-deceive
one not wilfully prejudiced.

In the next scene, Elizabeth hesitates
over the affixing her signature to the
warrant. Some prescience seems to
warn her of the odium it will bring up-
on her in years to come; half admiring-
ly she recalls

”With what superb disdain she faced me!
As if her eye should blast me like the lightning!”

but it is the recollection of that taunt
“bastard!” that stings her to revenge,
and she writes her name decisively.

Mortimer learns the warrant is sign-
ed and delivered to Burleigh, and he
seeks Leicester to entreat him to join
him in one last, desperate attempt at
rescue. But Leicaster still counsels dc-
lay and his tempor‘izing so exasperates
Mortimer that he threatens to denounce
him as double traitor to both Mary and
Elizabeth. But the wily earl does not
propose to risk his neck in any woman’s
cause; he summ ms the guard.denounces
Mortimer as a traitor and gives him in-
to custody. What that charge means
from Leicester’s lips Mortimer does not
need to be told; he breaks the sword he
may not raise in behalf of the woman
he loves, and takes his own life in pres~
ence of the soldiers sent to arrest him.
Keenwitted Burleigh suspects Leicester
and lays his suspicious and his proofs
before Elizabeth, who is furious at her
admirer’s treachery. She will not see

' him, but he forces his way to her pres-
' ence and that ready tongue of lis quick-
ily undoes what Birleigh had so well
“ begun. Mortimer,fortunately, is dead;
and he takes credit to himself for hav-
ing saved her majesty, by his cunning
and watchfulness, from a dangerous
plot. To still further avert suspicion
he now urges Mary’s execution, that
Elizabeth’s peace and the prosperity of
England may be assured. And Eliza-
beth, half distrustful of his sincerity,
with a refinement of cruelty horn of her
suspicion that he has a tendresse for
Mary, decrees that he shall be the one
to bear to her the tidings that the day
of her execution is at hand.

In the last act, in a most pathetic
scene, Mary bids farewell to those who
have so faithfully attended her captivity
——her old nurse Kennedy, Margaret
Curl, to whose grief at losing her be-
loved mistress is added the bitter knowl~
edge that it was her own husband’s
perjury that helped make it possible——
and the others who had been of her
household. To each she speaks some
loving words of farewell and gives some
little remembrance, even her grim but
faithful jailor, Paulet, is not forgotten,
she has some gracious words of acknowl-
edgement for him. Then Burleigh,
cold, unsympathetic, as unmoved by the
woes of “ the Popish woman ” as ever,
seeming to dissemble-and one at least
respects him for his honesty——enters
with Shrewsbury and Leicester,it being
their office to witness the execution of
the sentence. Mary has no words of
reproach for her false, double-faced
lover; she forgives him also; the bell of
the castle knells; the scarlet-clad ex-
ecutioner, his attendant bearing the
fatal axe, stalks through the hall amid
murmurs of horror and execration; and
denied the consolations of her religion
or the mlnistrations of a woman to pre-
pare that round white throat for the
block, as the hymn for the dying is
sung Mary goes unlalteringly to her
fate, her eyes fixed upm the crucifix
she holds, her voice reciting the pray-
ers of her church. And thus sadly the
great curtain falls upon the mimic re-
presentation of the tragedy of more
than three hundred years agone, through
which the fate of Mary Stuart has ever
been invested with romantic pathos.
Her death is the darkest blot upon
Elizabeth’s reign; and pity for her
suiferings long ago efiaced the memory
of her errors for which she atoned with
her blood; while historians, searching

among musty parchments and dusty,
decaying archiveshave patiently sifted
and weighed and balanced the facts
there learned, till Papist and Protest-
ant alike do tardy justice to an erring
but misjudged woman and caluminated
queen.

And Modjeska so thoroughly identi-
fies herself with Mary Stuart that you
forget it is but “play acting ” and feel
that you have but to follow her through
the arched doorway to actually witness
the tragedy enacted in the great hall of
Fotheringay Castle on the eighth of
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The Household.

 

ODDS AND BIDS.

 

I see Beatrix mentions a lack of
recipes. I will send in a few to help fill
up both the paper and those who may
try them.

The frosting is very nice; people have
asked me howl make “boiled frosting,”
but it is so quickly and easily made that
I would not use eggs if I could get them
for nothing, which one cannot do this
winter. ’

I had my doubts as to the pudding,
but the recipe was given me by an
excellent cook, so I tried it, and liked
it so well I will send that also.

Last summer the young lady of
the house spent a great deal of time
playing in a box of sand that was
put in the yard for her use. When it
got too cold for her to be out of doors
the sand had tocome in, too. A starch
box with cleats nailed across the ends
for convenience in handling, was given
a corner in the kitchen, and there, with
an old teaspoon. a bottle, tin cup, and
patty pans, she has med’cine, stirs up
gravy, makes pies, cake, and “lots of
’fings.” She is not allowed to carry it
away from the box, or to have water to
mix in it. The sand was brought from
a lake, is clean and white and very easy
to sweep up. Besides the amusement
it furnishes, I think the “spoon prac-
tice” is good, for, though just past her
second birthday, baby handles her
spoon and fork at the table with the
skill of a veteran.

What do the readers think of a badge
for the members of the HOUSEHOLD,
I have been “alone in a crowd,” at the
State Fair for instance, and wondered
as I watched the crowds pass if any of
them were members of the HOUSEHOLD.
I picked out, in myimagination, several
of the contributors, but, oh dear! we
know them through the paper, but if
we should stumble against them at the
World’s Fair next summer we would be
none the wiser. PEGGOTTY.

 

AN ANGEL AND A GRANITE KE‘I'TLE.

 

I have just mended my granite kettle,
and as I supposed for years that they
could not be mended, perhaps some
other housekeeper may be interested to
know that she can mend her’s herself.

The story begins with a summer day
nearly two years ago when I entertain-
ed the “angel ”—-if it was “unawares”
I am sure I could not be blamed, for
what I saw was a very dilapidated man,
with a more dilapidated wagon and a
most discouraged-looking horse, who
wanted a dinner. We were eating, and

-he took the vacant seat. Since my family

does not fill the table I usually put on
an extra plate. After he had eaten a
dinner, which really cost me no trouble,
he mended my kettle,taught me how to
do it and gave me sticks of solder and
acid enough to last until now; and I
have, with the aid of the poker,. mend-

..a. .-

 

many times, for although I havp no

hired girl, it will boil dry occasionally

and melt the solder out. ‘
AUNT BESSIE.

-—-———.O.-—————
CAN KING BEEF.

 

_Here is something which may be of
service to housekeepers in varying the
bill of fare next summer. A similar
method has long been in vogue among
farmers’ wives for keeping ham through
the warm weather. We see no reason
why the process should not be equally
successful with beef, as this correspond-
ent of the Ohio Farmer narrates:

"We usually butcher two or three
beeves each fall and winter; the fore-
quarters are sold, or exchanged with
neighbors, while the steaks are sliced
down nicely as soon as they have be-
come cooled, then roasted carefully in
large frying pans placed in the oven.
It may be seasoned with salt and pepper
to suit the taste before placing in the
oven. When nicely done it must be
packed tightly in gallon jars, using a
potato masher to compress it i 1 the jar,
the object being to leave no air spaces
within the jar. When the jars are
filled and well packed down, run over
suflicient lard to cover all the steaks to
the depth of one-half inch. Parchment
paper, such as is used in wrapping but-
ter, is then closely fitted so as to exclude
the air, the great secret 1n canning any-
thing being to exclude the air. The
jars are then covered with common
wrapping paper or newspapers and
closely tied about the top to ward off
dust. By this way the beef may be pre-
served ten or twelve months, and we
have had none to spoil in eight years.
When using from a jar in warm weather
care must be taken to press the lard
down evenly each time in order to pre-
serve it fresh and sweet. We have fre-
quently had visitors inquire where
we obtained our fresh meat for dinner,
when in fact it was eight or ten months
packed thus. Large families might
pack in two-gallon jars but for small
families one-gallon jars are best.”

 

HOUSEHOLD BIN I‘S.

NOW that pillows of all shapes and
sizes are so much in vogue, remember
that husks, stripped fine, make very
good filling for them. Nor are such
pillows so warm and uncomfortable in
hot weather as feather pillows.

 

To draw linen threads for hemstitch-
ing with perfect ease, take a lather-
brush and soap, and lather well the
portion where the threads are to be
drawn; let the linen dry, and you will
have no trouble even with the finest of
linen.

 

THE Reading Zelephone gives a recipe
for keeping tinware from rusting: If
the seams of new tin-ware are thorough-
ly greased with fresh lard or sweet oil
and the pail set on a stove-shelf or other
warm place twenty-four hours before it
is washed, it will not rust afterward.

THE Tecumseh Herald is responsible
for the following: While several per-
sons were discussing the merits of wood,

 

ed all my tinware and the: old kétqg .-

    

mgasoline for cooking purposes

 

recently,a lady present quietly remark—
ed, “We cook by steam.” Her husband
gave her a startled look, as if doubting
her sanity, but she went on serenely,
“we put in a stove-full of green oak
wood and pour on plenty of kerosene

‘oil, and keep poking it, and it just

steams, you know. ” It is safe to say
that lady will get seasoned fuel to cook
with next winter. '

 

SAYS the New York World: To keep
clothes white when you are obliged to
dry them week after week in the house
is difficult for the laundress who doesn’t
know how. The first precaution which
must be taken is to have the water very
hot. Even the rinsing water must be
of just as high a temperature as can be
borne by the hand of the laundress. No
soap should be rubbed on the clothes,
but 1h place of it, a piece of soap should
be finely shaved and dissolved in the
water before ever the clothes are put
in. The bluing water should be very
blue to counteract the yellowing ten—
dencies of the soap, and the clothes
should be thoroughly wrung out before
they are put into it. But the most im-
portant step in this really satisfactory
process lies in the preparation of the
rinsing water. As has been stated,this
should be very hot. When it has been
drawn into the tub and while it is still
steaming, pour in about two tablespoon-
fuls of good ammonia. This whitens
the clothes wonderfully and does not in-
jure them in the least.

 

Contributed Recipes.

 

Danni’s CARL—Nearly a cup of sugar;
one egg; six tablespoonfuls of water: one and
one-half cupfuls of flour sifted; two tea-
spoont‘uls of hazing powder. This cake
ought to be a little stiffer than cakes com—
monly are. Bake in layers. Good only with
soft filling. The following makes a good
filling: One egg; one half cup of sugar; one-
third cup of flour; beat and put in one- half
pint of milk. Cook in pail or pitcher and
set in boiling water until it thickens; spread
between the layers.

Cocaine—One cup of thick sour cream;
cue cup of sugar; one egg; one teaspoonful
of soda.

A Smart Dresser—Into a pint of sweet-
ened milk while boiling stir two tablespoon -
fuls of corn starch wet with a little cold
water. Pour in moulds to cool. To be eaten
with cream and sugar. Orange flavoring
may be used. but chocolate is better. Quick-
ly made. J ANNETTE.

 

Fnosrmc.——Take pulverized sugar pro.
portioned to the size of your cake; moisten
with sweet cream till it forms a smooth paste,
spread on your cake and harden in a cool
oven. Sweet milk may be used instead of
cream.

 

PUDDING.—Int0 boiling water, or milk,
to which a pinch of salt has been added,
stir flour until it is so stifl the spoon Will
stand alone; flavor with lemon or nutmeg.
Set where it will keep warm till ready to-
serve. Eat with cream and sugar.

PEGGOFI’Y.