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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

0 VEB WORKED.

From out the rosy land of dreams
She comes at early morning;

The dew upon the meadow gleams,
Fair as a bride‘s adorning.

Aroma from the waving pines,
And fields of blowing clover;
The noisy brook that sings and shines,
With willows bending over.
The eastern sky is all aflame,
As though. to one beholding.
The gold and sapphire clouds that came
Were heaven's gates unfolding.
But all this glory stands apart,
Nor charms her with its beauty,
For care sits heavy on her heart,
Where falls the line of duty.
The cows await the milking time,
With soft and patient lowing,
The sturdy farmer, in his prime,
Must hasten to his mowing.
His Wife must speed the morn‘s repast,
And work with nimble fingers,
For farmers all, from first to last,
Make hay while sunshine lingers.
And when the meal is o‘er, the pails
Of foaming milk are waiting,
With fragrance caught from sunny vales,
To future joys relating.
The cream lies thick, like cloth of gold,
Where shining pans are brimming,
Their riches gathered fold on fold,
All ready forthe skimming.
Then. later, as in olden days,
With much of stir and flutter,
By weary hands the dasher plays
And wins the golden butter.
And so the day goes on and on—
No time for rest or pleasure:
“ A woman's work is never done,“
Is true in fullest measure.
And as the sun sinks in the west,
And day grows into even,
Weary and worn she goes to rest,
And almost longs for Heaven.
—L. E. Allen, in Good Housekeeping.

“—W—a

THE KING’S ENGLISH.

The above well-known expression is
often quoted by those who have little
idea of its age or origin. It has generally
been considered a sarcastic comment on the
errors in the revision of the Bible which re—
ceived the royal sanction of King James 1,
who ruled England from 1603 to 1625. But
the expression occurs in “ The Merry Wives
of' Windsor,” Act I, Scene 4, where the im-
mortal bard of Avon puts upon Mistress
Quickly’s lips the. words, “here will be an
oldabusing of God’s patience and the king’s
English.” This play is classed by Shakes
peare’s biographers among those which
were performed prior to 1601 and during the
Elizabethan reign from 1558 to 1806, giving

the phrase therefore an earlier origin than
usually ascribed it.

It might be amusing were it not so much
to be regretted, to know how “the king’s
English ” is abused, even at a period of un-
usual educational advantages, culture and re-
finement. In almost all conversations, the
listener is made painfully cognizant of the
grannnatical shortcomings of those who
ought to know better than to thus murder
their mother tongue. It goes far to reconcile
us to certain objectionable traits of aborig-
inal character when we are told that Indians
never speak ungrammatically; and we envy
them a language so easily managed, or their
peculiar facility in mastering it, whichever
gives them this supremacy.

It is said of Americans that we are “ al-
ways in a hurry.” Our haste enters into our
conversation, and rapid utterance runs
words into a verbal melange, inelegant as
well as obscure and unpleasant. Between
the slang, the elisions, the redundencies and
the Yankee idioms, we are very willing to
agree with the purists who insist “ English is
a composite language.” The Yankee’s nasal
twang which makes now “neow ” and cow
“keow,” has become his characteristic in
literature; certain New England idioms are
so widely known that one recognizes a na-
tive by his language; in the South the dialects
are so marked that the native State is read-
il * assigned in the same manner, and all are
perversions of “the king’s English.”

It is hardly necessary to point out specific
errors, in fact their name is Legion. Many
who speak with a tolerable degree of accura-
cy, have a few words in their vocabulary
which they persistently miscall. To some,
the past tense of the verb to drown, is al-
ways “drownded;” attacked is often spoken
as if spelled “attacktei ;” water is “wat-
ter ” and barrel “ barl.” Two great faults
in pronunciation are particularly to be dep—
recated—the careless haste which jumbles
words headlong after each other, leaving out
syllables, and enunciating few or no words
distinctly; “Jim ’11 Jo’n Inc’s goin’ t’ th’
Flats fish’n’ t’mor’,” says the school boy as
he buckles an algebra and a Latin lexicon
into a weapon of offense or defense, as oo-
casion requires. The other fault is a bad
habit of dropping the final g from words end-
ing in ing, as “goin’,” “seein’.”~ Often
those who thus clip their words, add the let-
ter thus eliminated to words where it does
not belong, and say “ kitching,” “ gard-
ing.” They know better, have been
known to comment on the same error in
others, and are very willing to laugh at a
cockney Englishman’ s struggles with his 11’ s,
forgetting the old adage about people who

 

dwell in glass houses.

 

What shall we say of the grammatical in-
accuracies which come under the head of
“misfit language?” Who of us can claim a
clean record? I have heard a teacher of fif—
teen years’ standing violate one of the sim-
plest of grammatical rules by using a verb
in the singular with a plural subject. A wo-
man who is fond of saying she was “ born un-
der the shadow of Bunker Hill monument,”
and who bores her friends byher stories of the
years she Spent in “dear delightful Cam-
bridge” uses language which in its daring
defiance of established usage is simply ap-
palling, while her occasional “nice derange-
ment of epitaphs ” would startle “ Mrs.
Malaprop ” herself. “Where them carriages
is,” “goin’ to go,” “he h’ain’t got no right,”
are gems I have heard drop from her lips. I
sometimes wonder whether she airs
her untutored eloquence at the East-
ern watering-places she visits every
summer; and I am sure if Howells
or Charles Dudley Warner ever meet her,
one or the other will "put her in a book."
This lady‘s house is elegantly furnished, her
dresses “poems”—for she pays liberally 1‘ r
the taste and skill of our best dressmakcz- .
—she is fine looking, but her conversation
when she becomes very much in earnest or
excited, is so out of harmony with her sur-
roundings that the incongruity is painful.

Language is an almost certain index of the
social position and realculture of either man
or woman. \Ve may buy tine clothes and
expensive jewels, and surround ourselves
with every luxury, but money cannot pur-
chase the power to use cultured, relined, cor-
rect language, or to modulate the voice to
low, even, well-bred tones. Both must be
taught from childhood up, by constant asso-
ciation with those thus gifted. I read an
anecdote recently which illustrated this
point very forcibly: A lady seated in a rail-
way car observed two women in front of her,
who by their suitable, tasteful dress. re-
served, lady—like manners, the absence of
anything in the slightest degree “loud,” she
was about to place as belonging to the most
refined and cultured class of womanhood.
But before assigning them to this place, she
waited to hear them speak. In aloud, stri-
dent voice, one said, “That’s Lake Hill;
there’s where we buries folks.” All externals
went for nothing before this single sentence-
I sat at table one hot day recently with a
stranger, whose creamy, lace-trimmed dress,
beautiful face and general air of “style”
were quite overwhelming, You know there
are people in whose well-dressed presence
you suddenly become conscious that your
clothes don’t fit you, that your hands are red
and awkward and your hair out of crimp.

   
  
  
  
 
 
   
  
  
   
   
  
 
 
 
  
 
 
  
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
  
    
     
   
   
    
 
 
  
   
 
  
    
 
  
    
 
 
  
    
  
    
  
 
    
   
  
 
 
 
  
  

    
    
  
 
  
    
 
 
 
  
  
 
  
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
   
 
 
  
 

 


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That was the way I felt—painfully conscious
of shortcomings of which I had been quite
oblivious. But when the fair stranger open—
ed her lips to remark that “ the windows is
all down and the parlor hotter ’n a noven,”
my dress fitted me once more.

To use words correctly, with nice discrim-
ination as to their shades of meaning, and
always the right word in the right place, is
the accomplishment of only the cultured and
well—educated, who have either been careful-
ly trained or have naturally a nice sense of
the appropriateness of words, which seems in
some almost an instinct. It is an accom-
plishment little taught, yet to be highly
valued; for few words, though given as
synonyms in the dictionaries, have exactly
the same meaning. To be able to express
thought in fitting, well-chosen language, to
find the right word on the lips instinctively,
to have “ a large vocabulary,” as it is call-
ed, is essential to the writer, the Speaker,
the conversationalist, (though it may never
be needful for us to rival Southey’s wealth
of adjective in his description of “how the
water comes down at Lodore.” Our teach—
ers should impress this fact upon their
pupils’ minds, and assist them to acquire “a
habit of good language,” by requiring de-
finitions of words, their synonyms, and dis-
cussng their proper uses and applicatirms in
language. A gentleman who seems never at
a loss for the right word, ascribes his facility
to the thorough drill of the old school-master~
of the "Bartle Massey” type, in just this
respect.

And parents must not expect that the
study of grammar will result in a correct
method of using “the king’s English” if
children have been accustomed to hear care-
less and ungrammatical language from in-
fancy. Language is taught by imitation;
it becomes second nature, and the most
patient study and constant care will not
prevent occasional lapses into the old ways
in after life. I would sooner by far attempt
to train a] child‘ to accuracy in languag
without his even knowing of the existence
of such a science as grammar, simply by
permitting him to hear or use only correct
phraseology, than by the study of grammar
endeavor to overcome the habits of previous
years. The child who hears correct lan-
guage at home will use it himself; he knows
no other, except as corrupted by outside in-
fluences, his playmates, hired help, and the
like; the parents who depend upon “line
and precept” to accomplish this, will find
that glib recitation of many rules and still
more numerous “exceptions ” will not ac-
complish the purpose. The bad habits of
youth may be possibly overcome by care and
constant watchfulness, in ordinary speech,
when words are chosen with a certain delib-
eration, but under excitement the old
errors crop out, and we see the deficiencies
of early training. In this, as in scores of
other things, we see the importance of care-
ful, persistent vigilance in youth. The diffi-
culty is for the mother, with her multifari-
ous duties, to make this linguistic training
persistent and continuous. ‘BEA'rnrx.

.. -.. __ _

IN the treatment of bruises it is well to
know that hot applications are better than
cold. Cold has a tendency to check the flow
of blood; heat to augment it.

THE CHAUTAUQUA OF THE
SOUTH.

 

Saturday Night. It is just too hot for
anything: I have just finished the last page
of this week’s HOUSEHOLD, with its recipes
for making preserves, sweet pickles, dev-
illed eggs, getting rid of vermin, keeping
pork, etc., and I think I was 'never so warm
in my life. I wonder about all you busy
housewives at this season, and if you are
more tired or less tired than I am. With
Vashti off on a trip I am living alone in that
vagabond fashion one will fall into when
working away from home all day and keep-
ing house at night. As I wrote the “Yours
truly” of my fortieth letter at 6:10 this
evening and covered my caligraph, I really
felt that washing the supper dishes in a
clean country kitchen was almost as attrac-
tive as my trip through the streets with a
dirty face, limp dress and the necessity of
yet doing my marketing for Sunday.

I want to tell you this time about my two
weeks’ vacation, spent on top of the Cumber-
land Mountains in Middle Tennessee, at
Montcagle, now known as the Chautauqua
of the South, which guide books say is 2,200
feet above the level of the sea. I did. not
dive into antiquity to drag out the etymo-
logy of the name, nor have I the Argus eyes
of a regular old traveller, to see everything
at a glance and be able to give a full and
impartial account of this charming place
after so short a stay. To me it was a pre-
cious privilege of resting out in the woods in
a primitive fashion in cottages and tents,
sleeping on cots, meeting clever people,
hearing grand lectures and sermons and
concerts; drinking pure living water out of
the rocks. taking jaunts to points of legen—
dary and historic interest or picturesque
beauty. And thenI had never before seen
mountains. We left Memphis at 11 o’clock
at night, so that there is nothing to chroni-
cle between Memphis and Nashville, unless
I should tell about the old lady next to me
who gave me the history of her duster be-
fore I closed my curtains. Spent a day in
Nashville. where we patronized the street
cars liberally in seeing that city, with its
State House on a hill. We traveled through
the finest part of the State, middle Tennes-
see, passing through Murfreesboro and Tulla-
homa, places I particularly remember in
connection with some handsome boyish
faces I thought I could see smiling at me as
we rushed past the neat cemetery, near the
former place, where they " sweetly sleep,
low in the ground.”

As we started up the mountain about
noon a rain storm came on but I kept my
head out of the window most of the way.
Two passenger coaches were attached to a
long train of coal cars, drawn by a mammoth
engine which drew us around and up the
mountain sides very rapidly. The rugged
pillars and shelves of solid rock towering
above us, walling in deep chasms below,
could but impress a poor grub-worm with a
a feeling of awe. I repeated verses of the
ninetieth Psalm: “Lord, Thou hast been our
dwelling place. Before the mountains were
brought forth or ever Thou had formed the
earth and the world, even from everlasting
to everlasting, Thou art God.” We flew

 

through beds of palm like ferns and tall

elder'bushes “shedding the perfume of their

summer snow” on the clear mountain air,

and we caught glimpses of verdant valleys

dotted over with villages and farms. It was

like a fairy dream. The distant mountains
clothed in purple mystery, those nearer like
huge conical masses with sombre greenish
sides rising up to the feathery clouds,
were a picture of wonderful beauty
to even my uncultured eye. I did not visit
many of the celebrated “views”. They look
good deal alike to 111e, and I never could
-think of the proper thing to say when'we
came upon a sketching party. Artists al-
ways seem to have the power of covering an
ignoramus in the art with confusion. I
counted more on going to the Hall of Phil—
osophy or the Amphitheatre to listen to the
wit and wisdom of the philosophers and
sages there assembled. I heard so many
wise things, so many smart things, that I
felt like a poor pigmy indeed. Dr. Vincent
was there and to hear him is a grand treat,
as all members of the C. L. S. C. must
know. The greatest celebrities had not ar-
rived before I came away. I heard people
who go to Chautauqua every year say that
Monteagle is equal to that beautiful retreat
in every respect except the lake. There is
no body of water on the mountain large
enough for sailing or bathing, but the air is
full of life up there. I was sad when the
day rolled around to return again to so many
hours a day at so many dollars a month, but
I wanted the dollars and could only get them
by coming down to the valley again. Trust
you have all had as pleasant a little rest.

DAFODILLY.
MEMPHIS, Tenn.

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THE LITTLE CHILDREN.

 

Milk is the best food for babes; it is the
best for all young children in hot weather.
The hours of feeding should be regular; a
babe should not be offered food merely be-
cause it cries or is restless. Seek the
cause of its disquiet elsewhere; change its
position, loosen its clothing, give iza teas-
poonful or two of cool water, but do not
think “dinner” a cure for all babyish rest-
lessness. The greatest mortality among
children is among those under five years;
the fatal “second summer” is reckoned the
most disastrous of that period. The peril
is greatly lessened by care and judicious
handling in the matter of food and air.
The baby’s stomach does not require tea,
coffee, meat, pickles, butter, nor any such
“stuff.” Till the child is ten or twelve
months old, milk is sufficient for it. Then
bread may be given, well ripened potatoes,
and as it grows older, beef broth, and
oatmeal. Insist on slow eating, and care-
ful chewing of the food; this is important.
Once in three hours is often enough to feed
a babe; as he grows older, the time between
meals should be gradually lengthened, but
the food still given at regular hours. When
the child comes to the table it is apt to want
to eat everything it sees others eat, and it
requires a good deal of resolution to resist
its teasing, but we must do it, for its own
good and ours too. No greasy gravies nor
salted meats should be permitted the oc-
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“Summer complaint” is the result of
overfeeding, heat and bad air. Look out
for the food; then keep the baby as cool as
possible, out of the kitchen, and in the
open air as much as you can. Ventilate
the house—the nursery if you have one——
thoroughly, by opening the doors and
windows every morning; and air the bed-
ding of the baby’s crib out of doors. By
care in such ways we may save many of
our “little blossoms” from early death.

BEDF‘ORD. M, M.

 

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BITS OF TRAVEL.

 

Is there any country fairer than Illinois
and southern Wisconsin? The inhabitants
thereof claim there is not, and I admit I
was not very skeptical. Lying along the
Burlington & Quincy route are some
beautiful pictures of scenery imprinted
upon my memory. The ease of motion,
the comfort and elegance of the parlor cars
furnished all passengers by this road, were
grateful indeed after the rougher travel on
some of the southern roads, and offer con-
ditions most favorable for observing the
country through which we pass.

As we were borne into Chicago from our
southern journey, the cool breath of the
morning seemed a “welcome home.” What
a sense of satisfaction lies in that con—
scious pride of possession one feels 011
reaching his own Section of the country!
There may be something of selfishness in
it, but after all it’s a loyal pride. \Ve
recognize North and South as one in “ Our
Country,” but there will always be par-
tiality so long as there’s a spot,—not so
beautiful as many others perhaps, yet to
which we t-Jrn as " home.” Here we have
given of our life and received again with
blessing. Life is fraught with associations
gathered from experiences which seem
still to linger in a halo about the place.
Here we have seen nature’s wonderful
growths, the little grains push through the
brown earth, and from green turn to gold;
we have watched the flowers unfold, seen
their white blossoms shining in the tresses
of the bride, and laid them in the pale
hands of our dead. We shall never forget
the soft beauty of the moonlight falling on
the lawn, the calm shadows of the trees at
night, While over them shine the bright
heavens and the snowy stars of the Milky
Way.

We recognize alike the power of en-
vironments, and of inherent tendencies to
form us; therefore we do homage to the
North with its spirit of growth and earnest
purpose, from which spring with vigorous
growth the creations of life. Thus, in the
South, every northern visitor seemed proud
to say, “I am from the North,” and in-
variably the intelligence begets a cordial
welcome and something of pleasant in-
quiry following our questions as to southern
customs.

Prominent among early recollections are
the great hills of my native state in the
East. Always desirous of seeing the prairie,
as we passed through Illinois’ finely cul-
tivated prairies, I was delighted, though in
extent they are tiny beside the vast and
beautiful prairies of Texas. The route
from Chicago to Rockford is one of the
most enjoyable to be found. . The little

 

suburban :towns lying out from Chicago are
pretty as pictures, the country is so beauti-
ful in its cultivation, the scene is never
varied by aught unpleasant to the eye.
Trees are appreciated, and one feels in the
scarcity of them a deeper sense of their
grace and utility as something of beautiful
tribute to our needs.

The city of Rockford is universally ad-
mired. A gentleman who hasvisited nearly
every city in the United States, said it had
but one rival in beauty, and that a city of
the Golden State. Situated on Rock river, a
pure, bright stream; in the midst of fine,
rolling prairies, a city of manufacturing in-
terests, its growth is rapid and permanent.
We met an old lady who came to Illinois
in the “early days.” She told us how they
used to ford the river, as there was then no
bridge, and from this circumstance the
town was called Rock-ford. The Young
Women’s Seminary is delightfully situated.
Physical culture has recently been intro-
ducedhere, under a professor. Base ball is
included in their games, though a Chicago
reporter, in writing up the Seminary and
ball playing there, said nobody who had
ever seen the national game played would
detect the slightest similarity between the
two.

Continuing our journey northward, we
visited Beloit, Shopiere, and other places in
southern Wisconsin. "Best farming
country in the world,” I am informed.
“ Altogether ahead of your State! Michigan’s
all sand.” “I didn’t know it," Ireplied
firmly. “Never been around Michigan
City or Grand Rapids, have you?” the
champion of Wisconsin soil asked. Not—
withstanding this, I am not yet convinced
we are “all sand.” If so, statistics show
sand to be very productive.

There were exquisite bits of scenery along
the Rock river. Pictures so expressive of
purity and truth,——though nature is ever
true, I suppose, unless marred by man’s
hand. Associated with them in my mind
are the landscape paintings of the masters;
associated because of their unity in the
truth of nature. There is something so ex-
pressive of large significance and earnest
purpose poured around these creations!

I sat one evening at Shopiere and
watched the sun go down. All the world
seemed in that hour to grow calm; the
lilac’s delicate plumes were still; and
though long ago we left the roses blooming
in the South, here the buds were still close
folded; the river sparkled and swept past
below. Many times at home I’ve seen the
Western glory of sunset. but it was not
like this. The sun sinks down behind the
tree-tops at a short distance from us here,
but in that country of great, gentle slopes,
with its wide heavens wherein the sun may
spread his glories far, I felt as though a
friend had revealed to me a grander heart
than I had known he possessed. What an
inspiration to the soul is that which speaks
of larger life!

Calm with the peace of God, full in
power and life, Nature is our helper; yet not
supreme, for she does not speak to us near,
she does not touch us, nor grow more tender
as we plead for strength. 8. M. G.

LESLIE.

 

SPRING FLOWERING BU LBS.

 

As the rose stands first in our ornamen-
tal shrubbery, so does the hyacinth among
hardy spring-blooming bulbs. As we have
late and early varieties, and as the flowers
are very lasting it is easy to secure them in
their unequalled beauty and fragrance for
several weeks, beginning before the ground
is fairly released from frost. The single
varieties are more desirable than double
flowered sorts, although either are. well
worth the care and expense required in
their production. In beds they will
flourish, if not injured by bruising or other
ways, for many years without deterioration.
I remove and plant the bulblets after each
year’s blooming. The bulbs may all be
lifted and ripened off if desired, and stored
until time for fall planting, but it is an un-
necessary trouble.

The best time for planting any of the
hardy bulbs is when the weather is fine and
the soil is pleasant to work in the fall; still
there is very little difference perceptible in
their blooming if well planted, whether
done early or late in autumn; and either of
the three months of that season will do for
the work. Hyacinths should be set three or
four inches below the surface, with as
many inches of sharp sand rich with de~
cayed cow manure and good garden soil, and
these directions will apply to all bulbs for
the garden. There is nothing better for
potting them for winter in the house than
the above mixture. To grow them in the
house for winter blooming a small pet will
do for a single. bull), or several may be
planted in a large one: but if planted singly
they can be brought forward one at a time,
and will keep the house fragrant the
winter through. as the blossoms will last for
a fortnight or longer, if kept cool a part of
the time in a dimly lighted room. A
hyacinth bulb is “forced” in this way: It
is set one half its depth in a pot partly
filled with the compost recommended above,
well watered, and set in a cool dark cellar
for several weeks. It is then brought into
light and air and will soon blossom, the
flower spike remaining in perfection for a.
couple of weeks if kept, as I have said, a
part of the time in a cool, dimly-lighted
room. When the bloom fades, withhold
water and plant in the garden as soon as
the frost is out of the ground, where it will
live and flourish, but is not good for forcing
again.

We have two general classes in tulips,
early and late, and in either class are
double and single flowers, of any color or
variation the most exacting would require.
Early tulips greet us before roses are in
bud in the border, with the snowdrop and
crocus; and are invaluable in bouquet or
design-making. The late ones are just in
time for combining with the blossoms of
the early flowering lilac, pure and white,
spireas, deutzia and the smaller bulbous
flowers, as grape hyacinth, scilla. Those
first named are in season for Memorial Day.
Double or single white tulips are lovely
when tastefully “put up” for weddings
or funerals, the scarlet and golden ones ~
make fine corsage flowers and with white
narcissus, double or single, are exceedingly
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be found a class of plants to “fill;the bill” '
more satisfactorily than the tulips, and a
small start of them will in a very short
time produce an hundred fold. So also
with narcissus and crocus, and I can re-
commend them for winter flowering. I
would except the crocus, which is scarcely
worth the room that can easily be filled with
others more satisfactory. Pot them as
described for hyacinth, only cover the bulb
more.

The lily-of—the-valley is dear to all
hearts and should be enjoyed by all, as it
is so easily cultivated and increases so
rapidly. Like the hardy bulbs, the flowers
are ofa richer texture, and larger, if given a
mulch of leaves and stable bedding in
autumn, which should be scattered over
them thinly; thus giving all needed protec-
tion, and adding to the fertility of the soil.
What can be planted and cared for so easily
as these hardy bulbs, from the dainty snow-
drop to the gaudy flapping parrot tulips?
No other plants for winter can be more
enjoyable and less trouble, especially as it
would be news to me, at least, to know of
insects assailing them. The hardy bulbs
are the right thing in the right time.

MRS. M. A. FULLER.
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MANLY MEN.

FENTON.

 

l have been greatly interested in the dis-
cussions which have been carried on in the
HOI‘SEHOLD, and especially that upon the
subject of womanly women. Now with
regard to the question Old School-teacher
asks, I think circumstances should deter-
mine how to treat such a case; what would
operate well with one would be a com-
plete failure with another. It is a fact not
to be disputed that God created woman
equal with man, and often she has stolen a
march upon him in intellect and good
soruid judgment. What can a womanly
woman do more than place upon the altar
of love her whole being, and enter upon
the duties of life by her husband’s side, as
bravely as a soldier marches to the battle
field? Their interests are the same and
they work together. The home is his, as is
often the case, and if he is a manly man,
he teaches her to feel that it is hers alse
He looks upon her with pride, and wonders
that he was the lucky man to draw such a
prize. Instead of closing his pocket-book,
and gazing upon her with supreme contempt
when she asks for ten cents, he procures
one for her, and allows her not only to
calculate, but invest for herself and family.

If he chooses to read the EARLIER, he is
willing his wife and daughter should have
the HOUSEHOLD. When I meet a man
who admires a pure and noble woman, and
appreciates her well enough to place her on
equality with himself, I call him a manly
man. He is Willing to allow her all the
privileges due her sex, and is not satisfied
with the title of lord and master. If it is a
woman’s duty to wash, iron, cook, churn,
cut, make and mend the common clothing,
see that all the household machinery is in
good working order and economically done,
attend to the welfare of the children, keep
the house tidy and the home pleasant for
her family—~if she does all that is she not
entitled to the companionship ofa manly

man; one who will tell her how devoted she
is, and how he loves her, what a good mana-
ger she has proved herself to be, and he is
aware of the fact he has one of the best
women that ever lived? A woman loves a
husband who is thoughtful of her, one who
will say: “Dear wife, you look tired and
worn, jump into the buggy with me and
we’ll drive to town and see if you can get a
little color in those pale cheeks;” and who
will hand her a five dollar bill with the
cheering words that it is a present, and she
is to do with it as she likes. I willwager my
life a womanly woman will see that every
cent is used with prudence and care.

Our country demands a supply of manly
men, and I agree with Mercy that a great
responsibility rests upon mothers and
sisters. It is the youth of the land we must
save; the temptations that assail our noble
boys are many, and when the heart is
tender and receptive, then is the time
woman has her greatest power. Her
strength lies in moulding the character, and
not trying to undo a lifetime of wrong. I
once heard a man say, “My mother’s daily
life and teachings have made me what Iam,
I thank God for my angel mother,” and in-
deed he was one of the best men I ever
knew. History informs us the mothers of
nearly all of our great and good men were
womenly women.

I imagine I hear some one say, Why do
you dabble with both subjects? The truth
is they are so closely allied I cannot help
it. I appeal to the mothers; it is a grand
old name, and may we never disgrace it by
our neglect of duty. Let us hold our sons
and daughters nearer and nearer ourhearts,
and when they must go out into the world
for themselves, they will be manly men and
womanly women. AUNT POLLY.

MASON.
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, CHAT.

 

I wonder if Beatrix will admit a new
member? I thought S. M. G. must have
been at our Pioneer picnic at Long Lake,
when I first commenced to read her ac-
count of the farmers’ picnic. But I sup—
pose such affairs are all alike. She des-
cribed us pretty accurately.

I too want to say a word on this divorce
question. I think the marriage tie a1-
together too sacred to be lightly made or
broken. I said once to a friend that I
wished the divorce law was abolished, for I
thought it only productive of evil. But she
thought I was putting it rather strong,
Don’t know but I was; still I do think if
young people, who contemplate marriage,
would drop a little of the absurd nonsense
they talk, and try to know each other as they
will have to know each other later, there
might be more happy families in the world.
Young—Man-Afraid—of—the—Girls, just let me
give you a little unasked advice. If you
would treat the girls as though they were
your equal in intelligence, and make com-
panions of them, you would soon see who
were “ true blue.” Girls don’t want to be
treated like dolls, just to be petted and
admired. I think it would indeed be a
novel Sight if there were one couple where
the wife carried the purse; it is something

I never yet saw.
ONE OF THE GIRLS.
FLINT.

 

HOUSEHOLD HINTS.

 

YOU can fill the cracks in the floor, in
which carpet beetles love to work, or those
between floor and baseboards, which let in
so much cold, with a paste made as follows:
Take one pound of flour, three quarts of
water and a tablespoonful of alum. Soak old
newspapers in this till they are reduced to a
pulp, add the other ingredients, boil and stir
Well; make it as thick as putty and fill the
crevices; it will harden like papier mache.

 

To clean bottles, put into the bottle some-
kernels of corn, a tablespoonful of ashes.
pour it half full of water and after a vigor-
ous shaking and rinsing you find the bottle
as good as new. To clean decanters, rinse
the bottles and put a piece of lighted coarse
brown paper into each, stop close, and when
the smoke disappears wash the bottle clean.
This will remove all stains, but if any spots
should remain the process should be repeat—
ed.

 

AN exchange says: “ 1t|is a very good use
for the unworn borders of stair carpets to con-
vert them into borders for rugs; but suppose
one is not able, quite yet, to buy new stair
carpets? A friend of ours, a thrifty New
England housekeeper, has just solved this
problem, and most successfully metamor—
phosed her stair carpet, the entire middle Of
which was badly worn, by buying half the
length required for the whole flight, of the
best ingrain, cutting it lengthwise through
the middle, sewing two ends together, and
hemming the raw edge. This just fitted on
between the borders, over the old carpet.
The pattern of the ingrain was fine,
‘ crinkly,’ not decided in color, and harmon-
ized with the border. It was marvellous how
well it looked, and the expense was trifling;
for the very best quality of ingrain carpet-
ing can now be bought for less than a dollar
a yard, and is found in almost perfect imita-
tion of Brussels patterns.”

”#4....—

Contributed Recipes.

 

FOAM SAUCE—One cupful sugar; two—thirds
cupful butter; one tablespoonful flour; beat
together till smooth. Put over the fire in a
small stew pan and stir in quickly three gills
Of boiling water. Flavor with nutmeg, lemon,
or vanilla. This is a nice sauce for suet,
sponge, or batter pudding. H. B.

 

TOMATO Queue—To one gallon of toma-
toes, after being boiled and strained through
a colander, add three tablespoonfuls salt, one
tablespoonful each of cloves, cinnamon, all-
spice and black pepper; one small teaspoon-
ful cayenne pepper; one pint good vinegar.
Boil to the proper consistency, and bottle
while hot.

ECONOMY PUDDING.—Peel and slice a dozen
tart apples. Cut fine sufficient stale bread to
make a quart of crumbs. Butter a pudding
dish, put in a layer of bread crumbs and a
layer of apples alternately, having a layer of
crumbs on top. Beat one egg, stir it intoa
pint OI milk, add a pinch of salt, and pour
over the pudding; put bits of butter on the
top and bake an hour. Cover after it begins
to brown. Serve with liquid sauce. BESS.

 

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