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DETROIT, MARCH 16, 1886.

 

 

TIEIIE HOUSEHQLDmSuppIement.

 

 

T120 UBLE BORRO WERE.

 

There’s many a trouble
Would break like a bubble
And into the waters of Lethe depart,
Did we not rehearse it,
And tenderly nurse it,
And give it a permanent place in the heart.

There’s many a sorrow
Would vanish to-mcrrow _
Were we but willing to furnish the wings.
So sadly intruding,
And quielly brooding,
It hatches out all sorts of horrible things.

Resolve to be merry,
All worry to ferry
Across the famed waters that bid as forget,
And no longer fearful,
But happy and cheerful,
We feel life has much that’s worth living for yet.
--~—-¢e¢

DIFFER EN'I‘ METHODS.

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There are three of our contributors who
have mentioned in the HOUSEHOLD their
plans and hopes for their little ones.

One is working and saving to give her
child an education and a “ start in life;”
another has opened a bank account for
her baby girl; while a third is spending
whatever comes into her hands in present
helps for her children, to aid them in
mental and physical development. Mother
love in each heart is working with the
same thought, the happiness and future
good of the beloved ones. Love’s sweet
self-denial and sacrifice guard each child
with anxious thought for the unfolding
life. Yet the thought comes almost in-
stinctively, who is building most wisely?
whose care and forethought are likely to
bear most abundant fruit? The purpose
is grand and noble in each.

It seems to me the best legacy a mother
can give her children is an education
which prepares them for life; which pro-
vides for a full and complete develop-
ment of heart and mind and body. Too
many make education a mere matter of
book-learning, a college course, agradu.
atc’s diploma. These are means of educa-
tion, not education itself. The best edu.
cation for girls is a training in character
and purpose which shall help them to do
true women’s work in the world, and
make their usefulness and happiness
something more than matters of chance.
Supplement this by some special educa-
tion which shall make the girl self-sup-

porting, and you have laid the foundation
for a noble woman. There is no greater
gift from mother to daughter than such
education, which teaches courage, self-
reliance; gives moral strength and cul-
ture. It is better than money.

 

 

The sons and daughters of rich men are
not those who do the best work in the
world. Bred in luxury, there is nothing
te develop character; adversity is the test;
it brings out the true metal. The two
young men, sons of Detroit merchants,
who spend respectively $5,000 and $6,000
annually at an Eastern college, may dis—
tinguish themselves by rapid dispersal of
the “ dollars of their daddies,”hut the
amusement seriously interferes with the
purpose for which they attend college;
and some:classmate, whose frugal living
and steady work earn him the title of grub
among these butterflies, will be the man
whose achievements shall stir the world.
Don’t, then, save money for the children
for money’s sake, but as ameans to de—
velop, an aid to put them in the way of
earning for themselves; the discipline of
honest endeavor is a potent educational

factor. BEATRIX.
W

HINTS ON NURSING THE SICK.

 

I imagine I might write more of what I
do not know about nursing than of what
I do know, but will venture anyhow to
give some hints gleaned from experience
in the care of the sick. We are told that
the first requisite in nursing is sympathy.
Not the sort that stands at the foot of
one’s bed sobbing, but the “put yourself
in her place” feeling, which keeps a cool
head and remembers what made her com-
fortable that time she had a “spell.”

There is nothing more refreshing to a
patient, eflicacious in treatment, than
water judiciously used. Never ask a
sick person “Would you like your face
bathed.” Just bringa bowl of fresh water,
soap and towels, have the water of same
temperature as the room. Be sure every-
thing is ready before beginning, then
proceed quietly and gently. Tuck a
towel about the neck to protect the cloth-
ing, use a soft cloth not dripping wet.
Stroke the face and back of the neck up-
ward. Never make any down strokes
about the head. Use a little soap on the
hands and under the arms. If possible
place the hands into the water or where
it can be dashed over them. Rub off the
feet, especially between the toes to re-
move lint which becomes annoying. In
fevers this should be repeated several
times a day.

If I am going to give a general ablu-
tion Itake off the clothing from the upper
part of the body entirely and wash under
ablanket, then wash the rest of the body
under the soiled clothes, and pushing

 

them down, rub with a dry clean towel

and put on the fresh clothing all at once,
which can be done with very little dis—
turbance to the patient. A soiled sheet
can be removed at the same time the
clean one is put on, by two persons draw-
ing both from the top. Upper sheet and
other covers may be changed by slipping
the fresh ones under and then lifting the
others off without in the least exposing
theperson. Always use a brush for the
hair, dressing a small part of it at a
time. Holding the hands afew minutes
under the back next the body is
restful, and if repeated frequently
will prevent bed sores. Rubbing one
way under the knee will sometimes soothe
the nerves. Pinching the heels rests the
feet. Have asmall pillow, of cotton or
hair, at hand to place between the knees
or under them or under the shoulder or
elbow. It rests one to sometimes draw
the limbs up and support them with a
large pillow or comforter, or place some:-
thing for the feet to push against. Keep
the nails of both feet and hands trimmed
and cleaned. This belongs to the nurse
as much as anything else. All these little
attentions are grateful if administered
with tact and tenderness. Never offer
anything to eat without first cleansing
the mouth. Use a soft napkin to rub off
the gums and tongue with fresh cool
water. Bring avery small quantity of
food at one time, and then always put a
clean napkin on your waiter if you only
bring a spoonful of custard. I have
found that a plate heated in the oven is an
excellent method for retaining warmth,
and wrapped in a moist cloth is equal to
apoultice where only heat is required.
I once went to ahouse where a young
child had been crying for hours and been
doctored nearly to death for colic. I
heated a saucer and covered its ear, and
in a few minutes it was sleeping.

It is unnecessary to consult the s1ck
when you know a thing is best to be
done. Treat them just as we do babies.
Don’t act as if you expected them to make
any remarks, andif you are skillful they
will seldom object. Above all things be
scrupulously clean. Cleanliness is a. foe
to disease always and everywhere. Do
not look upon pure fresh air as a death
current. Let it in along with plenty of
sunlight.

In the country neighbors are very
kind to each other but they sometimes
thoughtlessly afflict their sick friends by
too much visiting. I have known more
good to be done a poor sick woman
through the message that some one had

 


    

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taken home the week’s mending, or
cleaned up her kitchen or canned her
ready fruit, than a whole day’s visiting
and exhausting her vitality with neigh~
borhood gossip could do. I am sure that
. if the foolish fashion of admitting every-
body to see the baby were abolished un-
til it is two months old, there would
be a world of torture saved both mother
and child. The poor little thing has just
got here and its nerves are so tender that
I only wonder so many survive being
waked up to show the color of their eyes;
and the poor mother, proud and happy,
has not courage enough to tell them she
is worn threadbare. I wish the hus—
bands would always be tyrannical
enough to forbid interviews the first six
weeks. We are unfortunately many
times cruel in our kindness to each other.

What does some one else think about it?

DA FFODIILY.
MEMPHIS. Tenn.

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LOS ANG ELES.

 

The following description of Los
Angeles, written by a lady who removed
there from Michigan last June, is so con-
cise and spirited that I offer the HOUSE-
HOLD participation in the interesting nar-
rative:

“The winter is one grand and beauti—
ful season. The foot hills haVe all been
robed in green, and the ever-changing
cast that the sun rays give them make
new and beautiful scenes, while the
mountains above them inspire one with
their grandeur; although seventeen miles
away they seem very near us, and still
they are ever new, for they change in
appearance and color almost every mo-
ment in the day, never looking twice the
same, but always grand and lovely both
in storm and sunshine. Sierra Santa
Monica is on the north and west, seven-
teen miles distant, and above them are
seen the Sierra Madre mountains, fifty
miles away, giving us all the cihtillating
prisms of the diamond when their snow-
capped peaks receive the rays of the ris-
ing sun. Nature has indeed made all the
surroundings of this beautiful city won‘
dert’ul, grand, ever-changing, yet ever
new. .

“Los Angeles has apopulation of thirty
thousand, twelve years ago it was only
twelve thousand. It now has six rail—
roads, cable and horse cars, electric lights,
twenty-two churches, (six are Methodist,)
normal school, university, seminary,
medical college, a large number of union
schools, with many select schools, all of
which are well attended. Teachers’ wages
are generally $100 per manth; only
the best are employed. Society is
of the best; people of that class from all
parts of the East have centered here, and
Los Angeles has the name of having the
most refined and bést educated class of
people on the coast. It has a great deal
of wealth, which is being spent liberally

to beautify the city, and in a few short
years Los Angeles will have a population
of 100,000, and will be the capital of
Southern California.

“Last year 4,500 people settled here, and
this year every hotel and boarding-house

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is filled; 1,900 came in one week. Many
coming to spend the winter conclude to
remain, and build elegant homes here,
Real estate is extremely high, yet there
is much property changing hands. Lots
40x120 range from $200 to $12,000; farm—
ing land from $200 to $1,000 per acre.
Vegetables are reasonable in price, and
good at all times of the year. Fruit is
most luscious, and is raised in great abun-
dance. Oranges, lemons, limes, apricots,
flgs, plums, pears, persimmons, guavas,
bananas, everything one can think of is
in market all the year. We have green
peas, tomatoes, strawberries, raspberries,
now. There are always good things to
tempt the appetite, but one is seldom
troubled with its loss or with sleepless—
ness, the sea breezes giving zest and
rest.

“We are twelve miles from the coast.
The first sight of the ocean is grand, but
not so impressive as the mountains. Bath-
ing in the ocean is as pleasant in January
as in July. We sometimes can hear the
breakers here.- Mornings and evenings
are cool, and a fire is necessary; few days
pass that we do not open the doors in
midday. The air is pure and invigorating;
we have no thunder storms or wind
storms. Very few days of the year are
entirely cloudy. On the 16th of October
we had two showers, each of an hour’s
duration: four weeks after that we had a
heavy rain, water falling to the depth of
seven inches in one week; in December
another nice rain came, and now, Jan.
18th, we are enjoying another, and can
almost see vegetation grow. Flowers of
the choicest varieties known in Eastern
greenhouses grow to perfection in our
yards all winter; tea—roses, smilax, car-
nations, pinks, are in bloom, and we al—
_most feel as if we had found the Garden
of Eden. '

“If any of our friends would come here
to spend one winter, they would never
want to spend another at the East. My
husband’s health is much improved, and
he wishes we had come here five years
ago.” A. L. L.

Gnnsnrmtn.

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HALF HOURS.

 

There are brief seasons in life teaching
whole volumes. I shall always remem-
ber a lesson gathered one day, not a new
one, simply an illustration shining clear
upon the labyrinthine ways of being.

New Orleans is now glorious in soft rays
and sunshine. Taking the steam car to
the West End we pass the cemeteries with
their groves of waving green and curious
tombs, through the long stretch of ‘ ‘ Lou-
isiana swamp,” which is never dry,
where the green palmetto waves and the
serpents bask in the sunlight, stretching
themselves on the logs undisturbed, final-
ly reaching the lake. Walking along the
shell road of the land—point extending
into the lake, gathering a few of the more
perfect shells or those worn into curious
shapes by attrition, we see before us a
green hedge laid out in paths. Now and
thena statue is enclosed in a circular path

 

n the interior, and in the centre is a

arched stone entrance. rustic and cave-
like in appearance, all green and beauti-
ful, with heavy, tropical foliage. We
enter and walk slowly around, admiring
the ivy twined with the evergreen shrubs.
After a time we discover we do not “get
on ” at all, and begin to wonder why.
We go one way and then the other, take
now this path, wish we had taken that,
but always come to a stand-still. Ah, this
is not the first time we have followed
paths which led anywhere but where we
fancied! .

Is it strange that poor human lives are
wasted in the perplexing paths of life's
puzzle? ‘ There are plenty to advise. One
says take this way; another, turn to the
left always as you go around. Well, we
enjoyed it, for we knew it would come to
an end, and a puzzle is entertaining if
you are certain of making it out We
laughed and ran through the paths while
several others now and then followed us
for a time, hoping thus to extricate them-
selves. We remembered other paths we
had entered as joyously and fearlessly as
these in which we have grown so anxious
and life-weary, when night fell and the
intricate paths seemed to wind before us
in gloom and uncertainty.

Two gentleman who had passed through
without much difiiculty, tried to direct
us, but could not. Who can point out
the certain path for our guidance? Oh,
that inviting green arch! We look back
to the entrance, and think the inscription
of Dante, “Leave hope behind, ye who
enter here,” should be placed over that
green door—way leading to this labyrinth.

The gentlemen who have passed through
so easily ask us: “ Why don’t you come
out. We thought you were out.” Sym—
pathy, understanding, thou art rare jew-
els! A young man who has a compas-
sionate heart jumps over the hedge and
tries to guide us. We follow him through
many windings, but at last he. disappears
and we are still imprisoned. Valiant
spirit! You have strengthened our
faith in humanity. Our own freedom
we must. achieve. The two gentlemen
repass us, giving the consolation that
there is anelectric bell attached to the
labyrinth, so we can order supper from
the restaurant near at hand if we fail to
find the way out. We meditate on going
back, but no, we cannot; we have drop,
ped no thread to guide us in returning,
and more, we will not go back—this is
not in the nature of human endeavor.

We get warm in the afternoon sun, and
remove our light wraps, still pursuing
the deceptive paths. Around us like an
arm circles Lake Ponchartrain, its rippl—
ing waves shading delicately towards
the pale horizon, where sky and wave
blend indistinguishably in a soft, misty
cloud. What strength and beauty blent!
Nature seems to have sketched this spot
with a pencil of tenderness, and painted
it With delicate hues. The moss draped
forests, wide-spreading and gray, stretch
along the border of the lake, while sail
boats glide along the horizon like white-
winged birds. All this we enjoy during
this little maze of our footsteps, free from

 

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in strange path-ways like garments of
night. ’ .

There is no triumph so blessing-bring.
ing as self-victory. There is an inner
strength, independence. “spirit,” if you
please, which is a propelling power. We
passed out at the opposite side of the in-
nocent appearing hedge, triumphant and
wiser mortals; humbler, too, I think, af-
ter half an hour’s continued effort. Hu—
man nature is venturesome and penetra-
tive, and under right conditions, always
tending to more perfect methods; hence
we have resolved to “do it again," and
with less blundering. s. H. G.

Haw Oannaxs, La.

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HUSBAND AND WIFE .

 

The name of woman has ever been con-
nected with all that was good, noble and
pure. What a beautiful picture is our
Mother Eve, in the Garden of Eden, given
to man as a helpmate. Man was con-
sidered incomplete alone, and from that
time until the present marriage has been
eonsidered essential to happiness. There
are natures who prefer living alone;
women “who live alone with a cat and
a cup of tea,” consoling themselves that
“ there’s no one to scold when the dinner
is cold, and no small stockings to mend.”
There is nothing that throws such a halo
of glory over everything and revolution-
izes the whole being like first love. The
wayward beauty whom no one could
control will hold out her hands wrllingly
“for the fetters that Love binds there. Ah!
woman yields a good deal when she
truly loves. She gives all the freshness
and sweetness of her nature; leaves the
dear old home with all its comforts and
attachments, the kind indulgent parents
who gave her away with many tears and
misgivings; and often enters an humble
home, happy and contented with the
husband of her choice, never a thought
entering her gentle bosom that he will
be recreant to his vow, but alas that it
should be so, she often finds

That the promise of Love is the frailest of all

The blossoming hopes that fruitlessly fall."

You ask why is it that the faithful
loving wife loses the love of her husband.
I do not know, unless it is owing to the
vacillating nature that mankind possesses.
I will venture to say that half the men
will turn from the face that has lost its
youthfulness, to a pretty doll face that
happens to strike their fancy. Too often
aman in choosing a wife, looks f)!‘ a
pretty face, line figure. a good dancer—in
fact. a society girl, who can adapt herself
to almost everybody and everything.
They know comparatively nothing of each
other‘s character, but after the honey—
moon is over and they have settled down
to actual life the character asserts itself.
Here is the reality of married life. “ A
true marriage is the marriage of spirit
and spirit. Their love is woven into a
woof of gold, that neither time or death,
nor eternity can sever.” It is said that
an Athenian, wholwas hesitating whether
to give his daughter in marriage to a man
of worth with a small fortune, or to a
rich man who had no other recommenda-

 

tion, went to consult Themistocles on the
subject. “ I would bestow my daughter, ”
he said, “ upon a man without money,
rather than upon money without a man.”
As I have said before, money is a very
good thing, but it is not really essential
to happiness, for a great deal of love and
happiness can exist Without it. Very
often a great deal of trouble arises, from
one or the other being converted to new
views and duties after marriage, when by
mutual forbearance and kindly sympathy
they might live as happily as though they
thought more nearly alike. I don’t want
my husband to think just exactly as I do
about everything; a little clashing and
difference of opinion is just as effective
in the domestic air as a good thunder
shower is on a sultry hot air.

It is a good idea to wait until a proper
age before marrying. “Oh!" you say,
“marriage is a lottery, and a bad draw
can be got along with better when the
mind is young and pliant, so as to be
bent to anything than after it has ac—
quiredafixed character." The law re—
gards those who are not of age as in—
capable of making civil contracts, tran-
sacting business, etc., because they lack
wisdom. What do they know about
choosing a companion for life? They
have no insight into characters no
knowledge of human nature, nor
judgment. 1 have heard parents say
that they might better be married than
sitting up nights and going to parties.
They would not sit up nights if they were
not allowed to, that’s certain; and as to
parties, gonwith your girls, instead of
sending them off with a beau. Almost
any girl will be pleased wth the idea of
having her father for a gallant.

Idislike to hear little bickerings and
slythrusts between a married couple. I
always think that true love will not seek
such a level. Small beginnings make
large endings; alittle ripple often merges
into a large wave; where the mighty
Mississippi rises an ox can drink it dry
in slaking his thirst, but as it pursues its
course it is fed by trioutories, it grows
broader and deeper, until it rushes, a
mighty stream, into the Gulf and on to
the ocean.” A man need not necessarily
cease showing his wife those little at—
tentions that he so prided himself on
when he “went courting.” Do you
suppose when he drove up to the door
for her then, he would scream, with 'his
mouth stufied full of tobacco, “Tumble
in, old womanl" No indeed, the tobacco
habit was carefully concealed, and she
was assisted into the carriage with a
good deal of deference. There is no
wife but feels a little strange at a hus-
band’s neglect; she looks for those little
attentions as eagerly after marriage as
before, in fact it was a trait of character
that she admired in her lover; but time
works wonders, and after a while she
would be as much puzzled to be treated
politely by him as she was at first to be
slighted. But if the fates so decree that
you cannot live for your husband, live
for your children; if you have none, live
for yourself, you are just as good as you
ever were; don’t wear your heart on your

 

sleeve for jackdaws to peek at. It is
seldom that shoulders break under their
burden; the kind Father looks with com-
passion upon us, He knows our infirmi-
ties, and pities us. That husbands can
be devoted we know; we read of Chester
Arthur’s devotion to his “dead Ella,”
how her room is kept bright and cheer-
ful, the favorite plants in the window,
the pet canary swings in his cage, the
little crocheted slippers are just where ,
she placed them, the ink dried on the
pen as she last used it. the needle rusted
in her work. It was very touching to
me when I read of Dr. Newman in con-
soling Mrs. Grant after the death of
her husband, recounting his career as
soldier, president, the honored traveller
abroad, etc., and Mrs. Grant sobbed
“Through it all he never forgot me."

We have read about the diflerent classes
of people; there are also many classes of
wives. There is the wife who, when her
husband swerves from the path of duty,
talks loudly and threatens terrible things
if it is not stopped; the patient wife who
considers that her husband condescended
considerably when he married her, satis—
fled to keep home machinery in motion
while he attends all the fairs and public
doings, admiring his fine talk from a re-
mote corner as one would a distant star;
then there is the deer little body who
when she has committed an error or sees
one in her husband. creeps softly to his
lap, nestles her rosy cheek to his brown,
bearded one, and with an arm around his
neck, and a stray tear or two. talks it all
over, and they mutually own the fault,
and thus keep the love as warm and
bright as during the courtship. Still an-
other class includes the wife who finds
quite as many agreeable gentlemen as
her husband does ladies, and manages to
get lots of enjoyment from an evening
spent abroad; they compare notes, and
ten chances to one she is ahead. Fred-
rika Bremer expresses herself so
beautifully upon married life I cannot
refrain from quoting; she says: “If you
wish to learn the full value of marriage—
if you wish to see what this union may be
for two human hearts and for life—then
observe not the wedded ones in their
honeymoon, nor by the cradle of their
first child; not at a time when novelty
and hope yet. throw a morning glory
over the young and new born world of
home; but survey them rather in the
more remote years of manhood, when
they have proved the world and each
other. when they have conquered many
an error and many a temptation in
order to become more united to each
other; when labors and cares are theirs;
when under the burden of the day, as
well as in hours of repose they support
one another, and find that they are suf-
ficient for each other. Or survey them
still farther in life. See them arrived at
that period when the world, with all its
changes and agitations rolls far away
from them; when every object around
becomes more dim to them; when their
house is still, when they are solitary; yet
they stand there, hand in hand, and
each reads in the other’s eyes only love;

 


    

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when they, With the same memories and
the same hopes, stand on the boundaries
of another life, into which they are pre-
pared to enter, of all desires retaining
only the one, that they may die on the
same day.” EVANGALIN .
BATTLE Cnnnn.
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ANOTHER OPINION ON RELIG-
IOUS LOTTERIES.

 

As the subiect of religious lotteries is
being ventilated through our columns,
perhaps I may be allowed to express my
opinion upon so important a matter.
Who of us has not seen church members
who apparently have been only half con-—
verted; their pocket-books have been left
out entirely, utterly forgetting that the
Good Book says . " the Lord loveth a
cheerful giver ;” also “ that all the tithes
of the land are the Lord’s.” They will put
forth much hard labor, some money, and
lower themselves in the eyes of God and
man, arranging fairs, lotteries, in fact al-
most anything, to inveigh the irreligious
into paying their money for the support
of the gospel, in return for the fun wnich
they have furnished them. Oh, shame
These things ought not so to be. Who
of us has not read Mrs. M. 0. Edwards’
poem on “Walking with the World,” and
felt it was all too true?

“The sons of the world and the sons of the church

Walked closely hand in hand,

And only the Master, who knoweth all,

Could tell the two apart.

For fairs and shows in her halls were held,

And the world and its children were there,
And laughter and music and feasts were heard

In the place that was meant for prayer.”

It seems sometimes as though this Am-
erican nation is composed entirely of
gourmands. If any good thing is to be
accomplished, a great supper must be
made, people are stuffed to repletion,
much food is wasted, and the little which
is made above expenses given for the
benevolent object for which the afiair
was gotten up. ' No matter how long and
loud “Deacon Hardshell" prays for the
Lord to revive His work even to the utter-
most parts of the earth, nor how often
“ ’Squire Pursetight” throws in his amens,
I don’t believe the money they give is ac-
ceptable to God, when it takes all the
foolish worldly amusements which can
possibly be crowded into a church festi.
val to thaw the ice from around it, and
squeeze the money out. I think their
hearts at such times are warmed far more
with love of self and the approval of the
world, than with love to God and His
cause. When our he arts are wholly given
to God, I don’t believe we shall need any
of these things to help support the Gos-
pel.

I believe the usual manner of raising
money for religious purposes is radically
wrong. If instead of giving just as small
an amount as possible, or more liberally
on certain occasions when drawn out by
“ bushels of fun,” or fear-0f what people

will say, all professing Christians would‘

religiously set apart one-tenth of their in-
come, (no matter how large or how small
that income may be,) for charity and
good works, fairs and festivals would not
be needed, and money for such purposes
would be far more plenty than it now is.

 

 

Methinks some of you are saying. “ What
an old fogy she is!” But I deny the
charge. I believe most heartily in amuse-
ments, lively and innocent, for young
and old; but I object most heartily, also,
to many of the methods taken to obtain
money to advance the cause of God. The
families of the two sisters set forth by
Petresia furnish a striking example of
the difference in home government.
While we cannot but feel that the elder
was too cold, unloving and strict with her
children, how many others we can bring
to mind, who never crossed their child-
ren, but allowed them every indulgence,
whose hearts now ache most bitterly.
Many prayers, much thought and great
care are needed on the subject of guiding
the young aright, to enable us to know
when to allow liberty, and when to re—
strain. Great need have we of that wis

dom which cometh from above. A. n.
NORTH ADAMS.
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“SHE NEVER BANGED THE
DOOR.”

All that affects a model household
should be studied and practiced. Many
have away of hanging doors together.
that ought to be avoided. It is evidence
of a coarseness of nature and a want of
refinement. Persons who have this habit
of whacking doors together with a bang,
seem to think that they show smartness,
or would have others understand they
have an unusual faculty for business.
But though I am not very old, the laziest
man I have ever seen would make his
door-shutting sound the most like firing
off a revolver in the house, of any one I
ever knew. And young as I am, I have
known women who would shut the door
gently, do more work than any “Miss
Door-Banger” Iever met. -'As areader
of the HOUSEHOLD I vote this pistol-
practice in the house anuisance. I should
like to see that quiet, gentle demeanor
that characterizes the real lady and gen—
tleman, cultivated among our farmers’
families. MIRIAM.

PLYHOUTH.

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Several ladies have expressed awish
that “Aunt Lucy,” oi Mason, would send
to the HOUSEHOLD the “bill of fare ”
which has been so much help to her, a
request the Editor seconds. ‘

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A LETTER enclosed under cover to the
HOUSEHOLD Editor for “Temperance”
was forwarded'to the address given with
her article, but returned to this office

endorsed “unclaimed.” Temperance
may write for it if she desires.
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H., of Hudson. wishes a recipe for
orange pie. Probably some of our read-
ers can furnish one, but we venture the
opinion that a nice, sweet, juicy orange
never was and never will be improved in
flavor or healthfulness by embalming it
in dough, baptizing it with fire and call—
ing it pie.

A little girl who calls herself Rosemary
wants to know what will take warts off
her hands, saying: “ Please tell me what

 

     

to do; I have been laughed at about my
hands till I am willing to do anything
no matter how it hurts.” Take a little
bottle and fill it with a saturated solution
of soda. A “saturated solution” is
simply water which is so strong of the
soda that it will not take up any more.
Keep this bottle handy, and wet the
warts with the soda water several times a
day. It may take a month’s time, but is

8 sure cure.
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A LETTER signed “Jael” from a lady
who says she is a new subscriber, comes
to us with neither name nor postoflice
address. It is our invariable rule to re- '
quire the name and address of every con-
tributor to the HonsEHOLD, a rule which
obtains in all newspaper ofiices. No at-
tention is paid to anonymous communi-
cations. We never publish real names
unless by permission. Our new cor-
respondent, who says many kind things
of the HOUSEHOLD writers, was probably
unaware of our practice. We will file
her letter, and ask her to forward name
and address, when we will publ1sh her
communication.

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Contributed Recipes.
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MONTCALM COUNTY DOUGRNUTS.——-TWO
eggs, beaten until you are tired; rest, beat
them some more; add one cup of sugar, and
beat again. One cup sweet milk, one table-
spoonful of lard, two teaspoonfuls baking
powder, one teaspoonful salt, little nutmeg.
Mix as soft as you can handle, cut in rings,
and fry in lard that is “just right,” and you
will find them delicious with coffee for break-
fast. Mns. G.

STANTON.

A LA MODE BEER—Take a piece of beef
four or five inches thick, and with a small
knife make small holes entirely through it at
short distances apart. Put in each hole a strip
of fat salt pork that has been rolled in pepper
and cloves; lay in a pan, cover closely, put in
the steamer and steam for three hours. When
done thicken the gravy in the pan with a little
flour. It is excellent when eaten as cold meat.

SUALLOPED TOMATOES.-—Stew a quart can of
tomatoes; add butter, a little chopped onion,
and salt and pepper, then grated bread crumbs
to make a stiff batter. Pour into a battered
pudding dish; strew the top thickly with
crumbs and bake twenty minutes.

PEARL PUDDIxe.—One and a half cups of
white sugar, two cups fine dry bread crumbs,
five eggs, one tablespoouful butter, one tea-
spoonful vanilla, one quart rich milk and half
a cup of jelly. Rub the butter into a cup of
sugar, bt at the yolks very light and stir these
together to a cream; add the crumbs soaked
in milk, then the flavoring. Bake in a large
buttered pudding dish, which should not be
over two-thirds full, until the custard is set.
Draw to the mouth of the oven and spread the
jelly over it; then cover with a meringue made
of the whipped whites and half a cup of sugar.
Shut the oven and bake till lightly colored,
Eat cold with cream.

Lam: Ensues—Four ounces sugar, yolks
of four eggs; mix well; three ounces flour, a
little salt. Then add the whites beaten to a
stiff froth to the mixture, a little at a time.
Butter a strip of paper and drop on this
through a little piece of paper rolled up . Dust
with sugar, and bake in a not too hot oven.
When done stand on ends to cool. PEARL.

GREENEIELD.