DETROIT, NOVEMBER 2, 1886.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

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BEREA 7E1).

 

’ Deadl How the tohught goes rushing through
' my brain.
Dead! But my poor heart cannot understand;
Although my tears and kisses fall like rain,
And though I clasp in mine the icy hand.

These sightless eyes ne’er closed to me before,

These lips returned three-fold my every kiss,

These deafened ears faint whispers heard of
yore,

These pallid hands gave back each clasp like this.

Often Pve stood beside the bed of death
Counting the heart-throbs as life ebbed away;
Waiting and watching for the latest breath,
But never knew its meaning ’till today.

It looks so long, and drear, and dark and lone
If I must travel on and never see—

Through all the devious way to mortals known
This living presence cheering, guiding me.

We drop a friendly tear with those who mourn,

Try to console with sympathizing tone,

But. never know the grief those hearts have
borne

Until death takes from us our very own.

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A TRIP TO TRENTON.

 

On one of the beautiful afternoons of late
October, I took the train on the Toledo
division of the Michigan Central, which is
still best known by its old name, the Canada
Southern, and was carried swiftly through
low-lying fields, with here and there
glimpses of the river, past the little French
town of Ecorse, whose inhabitants seemed
to have all gone fishing, past Wyandotte,——
which the “ laziest man ” spelled Y&.—with
its rolling mills and furnaces, to the village
of Trentonmn the bank of the Detroit river.

Here I was» met and kindly welcomed by
Mr. and Mrs. J. A. McKimmie, who have
recently taken up their residence here, and
who are greatly pleased with the advantages
of their new home. Mr. McKimmie’s busi-

ness takes him into the city daily, while‘

Mrs. McKimmie exercises a general super-
vision over the Trenton residence, and keeps
an Want with the afiairs of “Rigger-e
farm, located t _ {j _
town. “ We’re Wainateurfarmers,”
says Mr. Walter, theiyoung’erson, who is his
mother’s right handgman .so far as farm
, matters are concerned; butthere’is little, fear
. of the success of “amateurs” who are so
' thoroughly interested and enthusiastic, so
disposedto seek the most approved methods.

Mr. McKimmie’s residence occupies a
beautiful site upon the very bank of the
. river, commanding a fine view both toward
Detroit and Lake Erie. Indeed, Trenton is
advantageously situated in this respect, oc-
cupying as it does the highest point of land
below Detroit. The river here is divided in-

 

to two channels by Grosse Isle, set like an
emerald in its blue waters. The wheat fields

upon the island are green as summer in the,

waning sunlight, while the russets and gold-
en browns and grays of the woodland are
mellowed and softened like the tints of an
old painting. At the upper end of the island
is a belt of natural forest trees, ancient and
stately, the turf beneath them like a velvet
carpet for softness and smoothness. Below,
like a substantial spider’s web, the draw-
bridge of the Canada Southern stretches
from shore to shore, the second largest
bridge, in length of draw, in the world. A
little ferry boat, the Jalma, comes pulling
and snorting from the opposite shore; she
will bring you across in two minutes and a
half, and if you are in a very great hurry,
can do it in two minutes. . A few sail boats
sweep noiselessly by, like huge birds with
dun pinions, and the great bridge yawns
portentiously to permit their passage. The
view was beautiful indeed, even though the
landscape was clothed in the sober hues of
late autumn, and theshining water had a
suggestion of chill in it. it needed little
imagination to picture the scene in sum-
mer’s glory of leaf and flower, under a glow-
ing sky, and with the river alive with little
boats darting hither and you like overgrown
water spiders.

Then we went for a ride, about the town,
to Slocum’s Island, famous for its picnics,
then back, and out “ a grassy road ” into
the country. ,Mr. Slocum has a charming
summer residence on his island, which con-
tains about 200 acres, and is separated from
the mainland by a marsh, once undoubtedly
a channel of. the stream, which there is talk
of draining in order to convert it into a
celery and onion farm. As the early twi-
light set in, we drove back, and were soon
on the terraced lawn at the McKimmie resi-
dence, looking up the river where Detroit’s
electric towers shone like a chaplet of
diamonds against the leaden sky. What, I
wonder, would the Indian braves who pro-
pelledutheir canoes up and down the river a
hundredyears ago, say could they revisit
their old‘lialmts? Surely it is the magic of
a “ mighty medicine man.”

Trenton seems to possess many advan-
tages which fit it admirably for a suburban
town, where one may live comfortably,
pleasantly, economically, and yet do busi-
ness in the city: It is but sixteen miles
from Detroit, a short half-hour’s ride, and
there are eight trains daily, and in summer
two boats, affording ample facilities for go-
ing and coming. Special rates are obtain-
able by those whose business takes them
back and forth, and a seeming paradox is

 

noted in the fact that the more you ride on
your commutation ticket, the cheaper you
travel. Trenton is not a manufacturing
town; its principal industries are Craig’s
ship-yard and Seymour’s stave and bolt
mill, hence the village is quiet, with little
of the rough, unruly element found where
manufacturers centre. There is not even a
newspaper, to chronicle the small talk and
give ad nauseam doses of that “ awful 'non-
sense” that passes as “society” news.
Real estate is low, and fine sites for summer
cottages or suburban villas are to be had
cheaply. The cost of living is much less
than in the city, while the local gardeners
supply the home markets with fresh fruits
and vegetables, or supplies can be sent down
on the saucy little “ Massasauga” for a
trifle. There are some pretty drives about
the town, and the roads are exceptionally
excellent, the road-bed being filled in with
broken "stone and covered with earth, mak-
ing a way as hard and almost as level as a
table. The streets are wide and regularly
laid out; and the residents can take their
religion in three styles, Episcopalian,
Methodist and Catholic, the three churches
being located almost side by side; an concen-
tration of externals not, I fear, copied Spirit-
ually. There are two school-houses, and a
good-looking brick hotel.

To those who desire quiet, rest, a simple,
happy life in the midst of beautiful scenery,

Trenton offers many advantages. A number

of Detroit people have discovered this, and
the city was quite well represented the past
season, not by the ultra fashionables, whose

idea of happiness is to change their dresses-
seven times per day, and whose most in-r

tellectual occupation is the criticising each.
others’ toilettes, but the cultured people
whose tastes are quiet and who can find

f‘ Sermons in stones, books in the running brook
And good in everything.”

And where can one chance upon a more
beautiful spot for a summer home than here,
high above the shining river, an ever-chang-
ing panorama of sky and stream and forest
ever before him, and with the “ creature com-
forts” of a hammock, a book, and a sun—
shiny day, at hand? , Banner.
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LEARNING to leave undone things that.
are of no special importance is one of the
housekeeper’s greatest accomplishments.

The woman who can educate herself to
seek out new inventions to aid her work.
and‘to vary the routine of her work accord-
ing to her physical condition, and above all,
who has courage to simplify her living so
that she does not spend her days in the
kitchen making pies and cookies and
doughnuts, is an apostle in a much needed
housekeeping reform.

   
    
    
   
 
  
   
   
    
  
   
   
    
   
   
   
    
 
  
    
   
  
  
 
  
   
  
  
 
  
   
   
    
    
 
   
  
   
    
    
   
  
   
  
   
   
  
    
   
   
  
 
  
  
   
 
     

  
 

 
 
  

 


 

INTENTIGNAL SECOND EXPOSURE

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iound.abo;it litter-u ycarsauo. it was tcnced

with pickets drl‘ct‘. in tho- :round. The

orchard occupies alt-mt livi- acres. on which
the Indians planted wild plum and apple
trees. which There

are large Norway. white pine. spruce and

bear lrdil cxcry ycar.

balsam trees scttu-rcd owr the place: the
limbs like shelves from the
ground up. The present owner of the land
has. put. improvements on it.

been no Indians here for years.

Sl‘l‘ys’l‘lflt lll).\ll~18’l'l-j.\lil€ll.
l‘xL‘soi‘B lsii: (“oi s'rr.

‘tRVt‘ gl’lHVll

There have

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SCHAPS.

l Loxo ago "gave up the Job" of revo-
lutionizing the world and making it run
accordingto my notions. I claim for myself
a liberty of opinion which [am willing to
grant to others. no matter how much in
error] believe them tobe. Butthere are. some
of humanity’s mistakes which I regret, be-
cause of their unfortunate consequences to
others—helpless ones who must submit to
the treatment they receive because they
are too weak to resent it. T herefore. when
a pasty~faced. Heavy-eyed baby munching
a piece of oocoanut cake attracted my atten-
tion in the streetwar the other day. I felt
far more inclined to forgive the little fellow
the erratic. "grab " with a sticky list at the
("Wild slower l Wore. which left a trail of
cake crumbs over my Snnday-go—ttismeeting
silk. than the mother the ignorance which
put such unsuitable food into the hands oi
s‘ttytltlllg a child. l know another mother.
whose baby. not quite a year old. is per-
mitted to eat peanuts. Naturally. the little,
ouc suffers "worms."
orders of the bowels. yet. when l remarked
that peanuts were indigestible that
really I did not dare eat them myself. and
suggested they could hardly be fit food
for so young a child. she replied, " Oh. they
never seem to hurt her. she eats almost
everything." So she does. and suffers for
it too. while the doctor. who is " so good in
children's illnesses." is growing rich off
the ignorance of just such foolish mothers.
But how can I help it‘.’

from fevers. dis~

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Urn Sctrooi.-'I‘r:,u'uH: thinks I am too
free with my advice to destroy what seems
to have? no further purpose in being. l’os—
sibly I am. 1 think it tends to increase
one’s iconoclastic instincts to live, in two
rooms and a closet. The accumulations
must bcdisposedot’in some way: one. 'annot
afford house room for a lot of old duds be-
cause they may he wanted asa theatrical
wardrobe some day. i read not long since
of a woman who had saved all the old s/mrs
her children ever wore. hhe had them in
boxcs and bags. where they moulded and
mildewcd in quiet. I knew another who
had a mania t'or savingr old hats. Whether
she expected to come to poverty some day
and relied upon this forsaken gear to drive
the wolf away. i don‘t A tidy
housekeeper l wot of is in a chronic slate
of having moths in her carpets: I tind the
reason of her inability to get, rid of them
inthc closets full of old clothing. cast ott‘
suits, etc.. in the house. ldo not, advise
the destruction of things that are good for
anything. nor those that are still intact.
but unfashionable, though I think that

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generally the more immcdiate use we make
of such things. it there is any further use
in them. llut l
cremation notions. and really don't know
but my loudness tor tult‘llh'dllnll by lire will

the better. stick to my

l‘ad me to direct " my body to bcburncd "
at death. A coal lire. l assure Old School
'l‘eachcr. willdcslroy every vestige of old
hoopskirts. t'it‘.

SHALL the wile he conversant with the
details other husbaml's business?" Take
out the phrase relatingr to "the details,”
andl would say yes. unqualiliedly. But that
clause seems to imply a wider and more
comprehensive acquaintance than most
women can maintain. in addition to their
own housekeeping and family cares. Does
it not? Ibelieve a wife. should know her
husband's exact. financial position. his
debts. his means to satisfy them. the out—
come ofhis ventures. his speculations—vbe—
forc he goes into them: some men who have
been taken in by Bohemian oats andbouded
wheat schemes would have been better oil
had they listened to their wives—-aud the
results. the acreage olf crops. the amount of
live stock on the farm. etc. \‘Vhen to such
knowledge is added a just understanding
of the expense of carrying on the business
she :an determine about how the family
e\:pentlittii‘es should be gauged. to keep the
outgoes in relative proportion to the in-
come. Such knowledge is her right. as
partner in the business: not a favor to be
granted or withheld at hcr husband's
pleasure. Since economy and extravagance
are relative terms. how can he justly rc-
proach her with either. it‘shcis in ignorance
of his linancial status‘.’ Is not such general
understamlin;r of her husband's position
and prospects as is outlined above. as much
as can be justly expected from the wife.
nurse. and has also taken
a "master workman‘s“ degree in the
Order of General llousework‘.’ Yet 1 be—
lieve the happiest homes are those which
have a common interest: where the wife
understands her husband‘s Work and can
talk it over with him intelligently. and
where he is not disdainful of a proposed
change in arrangement of furniture'in a
word. where what is uppermost in the mind
of one is interesting to the other But
there's a great dill'erence in menwand
women as well. Some have great contempt
for " the women l'olks' " opinions on any
subjectsbeyond buttons and bread. while
some wives are not content to suggest and
inspire, but would rule it’ they could. I
have small respect for those who disdain
knowledge of the l‘yreadwinner's work, aml

who is mother.

while spending the proceeds of his toil pro—
know nothing of how it was
1 did hear once of a girl who pro-
know the limits of
" hated farming” and
it! :t store
and it
tlolit‘ ll.

toss to
gained.
lesscd not to her
father's l‘arm: she
married a man who “clerked”
because he was 'som-ntecl." sht-
does not daily wish she had not
then I‘m not l-ltavrt-ux.

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" No NAME ” puzzles us somewhat by the
following: " Writing for the llot'sicuoim
reminds me of a remark 1 once heard a
neighbor make in regard to the county fair.
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THE HOUSEHOLD.

lotakc anythin:~ to the lair unit-u "111*."
something nice. and it' i had i“ in:
real uicc i would not like to take if. xvii

yet. strange to say. no one i-nioyw.2 "um :iIr
niorcthau she: lhl‘t-c days were vii Lu:
nuich to spend on ‘u_';tt"_"l‘o‘illld.\2 in: i' 13..
lall‘ should pl‘o‘v'c a failure s‘llilit‘l“ 7‘! :“v-‘M‘
he to blame.”
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anr .\lrs. l‘..
Aunts l-lcssic. Sue. Mary. Lucy anti :lunnic.
and all the other aunties: and linugclzne.

has become of :l. l’.,

   

Serena Stew. who ought. to stir us in) again.
Mertie. whom we have missed so hung. out

lady of the Moonshine. from far away
Mapleton. our girls. like 'l'cmpemnce.

Violet, and 'l‘eeny‘.‘ We remember many
others. whom we would be trial?. to hear
from again, and whom wehope will respouo
to this plea for " more copy.“
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HOUSEHOLD HINTS
A morn) glue that is always ready for
use can be made by lilling a glass 3 1r with
bits of broken glue and putting ovor it
acetic acid. Place the jar in water over the
fire until the glue is all dissolved and fire
process is complete.

 

"Hum-r. t‘ ring" is practised in France
and Germany in the autumn. and i-a ungainl-
ed as: a cure for many diseases due to high
feedins. The patient is given :2 pound of
gt‘ala‘s to eat the lirst day.
added to until
si\' pounds a day.

This amount Is
the person can ““2th
Tile
gradually lessened. and the dict af mucou-
sist‘s entirely of
and many other complaints. and -.:.s.ri..~
person off on a new lease of lit-u. 0r“. 1

{it}. Hi
"out? 1‘

.1 ..
Utilt‘i

:frapcs. ll chic.» vigrsztj.

in a rational diet. azsf a.‘ w: '
mcnse value in dietetic medicine.

a necessity

ooo~y~~ufl
Contributed Recipes

l‘ntckkx ('nni-zsi-;.——lhiil two L'lll(_'~.‘1.~‘ om,
dcr. remove the bones. chop line. and stub-14,111
with salt. pepper and sage.

l’lacc iii -r. ricer

dish. moisten with the liquor they wwn" {xi-3m!
in. press and slice when cold will. l.
kuit‘e.

PICKLKD t‘.\in;.\nr..—'l‘akc purple aboagv,
quarter and slice lengthwise, pack in .1 gal
tightly. sprinkle salt between each .11.::"‘~‘; m.
stand over night; then drain llyillI‘TlLIl--

~51"; a r [a

in“
jar bottom upwards on a board or plane, Jar-at
good vinegar spiced with cinnamon,Cloves.
ginger root and black or
over scalding hot: heat the vinegar

rcd porter. pain
{he flnird

time, after standing two or three nit/t5 t‘hl‘ll

time. This will kt-cp until next sin» til-s }“2il'-
ing. it not used.

Fltl'i'l‘ (‘ookllzs.—-Hm- cup butter; ".WJ and.
one-hull cups brown sugar: thrt-c wrg‘a one
cup chopped raisins: one tcaspoouftl'. 4min:
two tablespoont'uls sour milk: a: 'tinls m

spice. Mix. and cut as cookies. and ink,-
Huron t' tKl;.—-.\l‘tcr kip-ailing: yr re bread.
savc thret- tt-aeupl‘uls of dough: dill n - and
a halt't-ups sugar; onc cup butter: ‘w'i Age-s:
tint-cup raisins: ont- gran-«i 11mm»; 'Vl-rie
with the hand thoroughly. put ll; your pic
and mt stand in a warm place to zinc. L vlfUJ‘t

baking.

Sensor. 1 lll.\.\4 t‘tKE.——l£cai twc cg-re in a
collect-up until light. and then fi.‘ thetgup
add one cup sugar, out.
teaspoont‘ul troam ot
one and a hall cups flour. With the
RIM.

with cream:

teaspoont'ul soda. one

Hilll'

tartar.
soda and cream of tart a r sifted in.

 

 


 

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DETROIT NOVEMBE"? 2,1880.

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplernent.

BEREA VED.

 

Dead 3
my brain.

Dead? But my poor heart cannot nndcrslarn‘l:

Although my tears and kisses fall like rain.

And though I clasp in mine the icy hand.

These sightless eyes ne‘er closed to me before.

These lips returned three-fold my every kiss.

Thcse deafened curs faint whispers heard of
yore,

These pallid hands gave back each clasp like this

Often I've stood beside the bed of death

Counting the heart-throbs as life cbbed away:

Waiting and watching for the latest breath.

But never knew its meaning ’till 10-day.

It looks so long. and drum and dark and lone
if] must travel on and never see—
Through all the devious way to mortals known
This living presence cheering. guiding 1111.1.
We drop a friendly rear with those who mourn.
Try to console with sympntlrizing tone.
But. never know the grief those hearts haVe
borne
Until death takes from us our very own.
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A TRIP TO TRENTON.

On one of the beautiful afternoons of late
October, I took the train 011 the Toledo
division of the Michigan Central, which is
still best known by its old name, the Canada
Southern, 11nd was carried swiftly through
low-lying iiclds, with here and there.
glimpses of the river, past the. little French
town of Ecorsc, whose inhabitants seemed
to have all gone fishing, past Wyandotte,——
which the “ laziestman " spelled 1'&.*with
its rolling mills and turnaces, to the village
of Trenton, on the bank of the Detroit river.

Here I was met and kindly welcomed by
Mr. and Mrs. J. A. McKimmie, who have
recently taken up their residence here, and
who are greatly pleasedwith the advantages
of their new home. Mr. McKimmie’s busi—
ness takes him into the city daily, while
Mrs. McKirnmic exercises a general super-
vision over the Trenton residence, and keeps
au cocrant with the affairs of a l60~acrc
farm, located three—quarters of a mile from
town. “ We’re rather ainatetn' farmers,"
says Mr. Walter, the yOUngerson, who is his
mother‘s right hand 91111111 so far as farm
matters are concerned; butthere is little fear
of the success of "amateurs" who are so
thoroughly interested and enthusiastic.
disposed to seek the most approvedmethods.

Mr. Me Kimmie s residence occupies 11
beautiful site upon the very bank of the
river, commanding a tine view both toward
Detroit and Lake Erie. Indeed, ’l‘renton is
advantageously situated in this respect, oc-
cupying as it does the highest point of land
below Detroit. The river here is divided in-

How the tohught goes rushing through '

 

to two channels by GrosSc lslc set li kc 1111
emerald in its blue waters.
upon the island are green as summer in thc
waning sunlight. while the russets and gold-
en browns and grays of the woodland 11111,
mellowed and softcncd likc the tint-s of an
old painting. At the. upper end of the island
is a belt of natural fort-st trees, ancient and
stately, the turf beneath them likc 11 velvet
carpet for softness and smoothness. Below,
like 11 substantial spider‘s web, the draw—
bridge of the Canada Southern stretches
from shore to shore, the second largest
bridge, in length of draw, in the world. A
little ferry boat. the Jalma, comes pufling
and snorting from the opposite shore; she
will bring you across in two minutes 11nd a
half, and if you are in 11 very great hurry,
can do it in two minutes. A few sail boats
sweep noiselessly by, like huge birds with
dun pinions. and the great bridge yawns
portentiously to permit their passage. The
view 1111s beautiful indeed. even though the
landscape was clothed in the sober hues of
late autumn, and the shining water had 11
suggestion of chill in it. it needed little
imagination to picture the scene in sunr-
mer’s glory of leaf and flower, under 11 glow—
ing sky. and with the river alive with littlc
boats darting hithcr and you like overgrown
water spiders.

Then we went f1 11' 11 ride. about the town.
to S' 1‘ocum s ls111ndt1uuous for its picnics.
then back. and out "a grassy road" into
the country. Mr. Slocum has 11 charming
summer residence on his island. which con-
tains about 7200 acres. and is separated from
the. mainland by 11 marsh, once undoubtedly
a channel of the stream, which there is talk
of draining in order to convert it into :1
celery and onion farm. As the early twi-
light set in. we drove. back. and were soon
on the. terraced lawn at the McKimmie resi-
dence, looking up the river where Detroit‘s
electric towers shone like 11 chaplet of
diamonds against the leaden sky. What, I
wonder, would the indian braves who pro-
pelledtheir canoes 11p and down the river a
hundred years ago, say couldthcy revisit
their old haunt-s? Surely it is the irragic of
11 “ mighty medicine 1111111."

'l‘renton seems to possess many adv-.111—
tages which tit it admirably for 11 suburban
town, where one may live comfortably.
pleasantly, economically, and yet do busi-
ness in the city; It is but sixtccn miles
from Detroit, 11 short half-hour's ride. and
there arc eight trains daily. and in summer
two boats. ztti'ording ample facilities for go-
ing and coming. Special rates are obtain-
abie by those whose business take' them
back and forth.

The wheat iields 3

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and 11 seeming paradox is l 11.,ug9k99 eping

noted in thc fztct that thc 11111111.};1111 ride on
your commutation tickct. thc cheaper you
travel. Trenton is not 11 1111111ut'11cturin'.r
town: its principal industries 11111 (.11'11ig's
ship-yard and Scymour‘s slaw and bolt
mill. hence. the village is quiet, with little
of the rough. unruly clcmcnt found where
manufacturers centre. There is not cvcn a
newspaper. to chronic lc the. small talk and
give 111.7 nausea/u doses of that "awful non-
sense" that passes as "socicty" news.
[teal estate is low. and (inc sites, for summer
cottages or suburban villas are to be had
cheaply. ’l‘l111 costof living is much less
than in the city, while the local gardeners
supply the home markets with fresh fruits
and vegetables. or supplies can be scnt down
on the saucy little. “Massasaugu” for 11
tritle. There are some prcttv drives about
the town, and the roads 1111.1 exceptionall"
excellent. the road- bed being iillcdi 1n with
broken stone and covered with e1.1rth mal {-
i111.r :1 way as hard and almost as level as 11
table. The streets are widc and regularly
laid out; and the residents 1:1.111 take- their
religion in three styics. Episcopalian
Methodist and Catholic. the three churches
being locatctlahnost side by si1lc;an 111111111111—
tration of cxtcruals not, l 1'11111', copicd spirit-
ually. 'l‘herc arc two st-hool—licutscs. 11nd at
good-looking brick hotcl.

To those who desire quiet. rest. 11 simple,
happy life in tlu1 midst of beautiful scent-r35.
Trenton olfcrs many advantages \ numbci
of Detroit pcoplc have dist over (111 tliis.11ud
the 1 ity 11.1s11uit11 wcll rcprcscntcd thc past
season, not by thc ultra fashio111tblcs, \vhoSv
idea of happiness is to change thcir dresses
seven times per day, and whose most in—
tellcctual occupation is the criticising each
others‘ toilettes. but the cultured peoplt‘
whose tastes are quict and who can tind

Sermons ill stones. hooks 111 [hr running lil‘rioti
\111lgoodin11V1111tl1i111:. ‘ I
And where can one chance upon 11 mom
beautiful spot fora suunner home than here,
high above the shining river, an ever-chang—
ing panorama of sky and {stream and forest
ever bef1.11'cl1i111. 11nd withthc " creature com-w
forts " of 11 hammock. 11 book. and
shiny day. at hand?

a sun—
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. . . ve just at our gate: nor a -
With the Bohemian oats and Russian chamber made ready at too 81’0“ a cost;
these things, if they are curious in them,
they can
village inn; but rather let that stranger see,
if he will, in your looks, accents and be—
havior, your heart and earnestness, your
thought and will, that which he cannot buy
at any price in any city, and which he may
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‘SOMETHING FOR NOTHING."

 

I wonder if it be true that in all humanity
there is a taint of greed, an undercurrent of
dishonesty, that impels the alertness dis-
played in so many devious ways to secure
“ something for nothing.”

would never becaught on the gudgeon hook,
so temptingly baited, were it not for this in-
born desire to get big pay for small labor.
Many a girl, after being taken in by a tempt-
ing advertisement, fails to learn wisdom
by experience, and is caught again by a
lure not more Spacious than the first.

These wheedling humbugs are exposed
time and again, even though the bitten are
careful not to expose their folly, yet they
are well patronized, or the costly advertis-
ing would be discontinued. It is no com-
pliment tohuman nature that they succeed so
well.

While lotteries are under ban, Uncle Sam
even refusing to bear their printed induce-
ments and circulars through the mail, yet
“policy shops” and policy dealers are as
plenty as bugs in June, and the premiums
drawn by lucky holders are as scarce as
hen’s teeth; yet the infatuated victim keeps
on purchasing, quite sure that his luck will
turn sometime.

I believe this is the most fateful and fas-
cinating form of gambling, and that it pre-
vails to a most alarming degree, finding its
votaries alike among the highest and the
lowest classes. Men and women, wealthy
and poor, high and low, educated, illiterate
and innocent, all seem to have been bitten
by this tarantula of deception, and keep in-
vesting until bankrupt or crazed.

It is impossible to compute the enormous
sums that go into the greedy maw of this
insatiate monster. It is only by being alive
to the little curtain liftings, and unguarded
words, that a person can gain an accurate
idea of the great prevalence of the cus-
tom. Many a laborer, many a servant girl,
makes a regular practice of investing in
lottery tickets, and the habit, once formed,
seems as hard to break as that of using

morphine or alcohol. It seems to deveIOp a

mania. and keeps its victims on the rack

perpetually. “I wonderif this will bea
lucky number?” “ Where will I get money
to invest next month?” are questions that
worry, harms and depress many minds;
and the alternate anticipations and disap-
pointments unfit the mind and body to pur-
sue the even tenor of habitual business.

Irritable, absent-minded, and pro-occupied,

they are not prepared to get out of life

either profit or enjoyment.

Once in a while the victim may be baited
by a small sum, the anglers understanding
this will soon be reinvested, with as much
more ascan well be offered tothis insa-
tiate Moloch; and that this prize will be
surely told of, while blanksare soldomheard
from. One prize of a few hundred dollars,

drawn by swell known person,-‘will set a

country side crazy, and put thousands of

dollars into the safe of the concern. It is a

pity that public sentiment is not more

thoroughly enlightened and active in this

steps taken by the authorities to prohibit its
continuance.

wheat swindlers among our simple-minded,
or not very honest farmers: supplemented,
as these heavy weights are, by lightning-rod
and patent-right men, there is no danger
_ “ ” but that the fool-killer can easily enough

Beatrix lately gave achapteron .Frauds spot his victims, if only he will make his
that is apropos. The guileless innocents rounds.

a better living off the gullible, the credulous
and unwary, that the honest can make by
sturdy toil, there will be plenty who will
“live by their wits,” and they will be ac-
corded a certain sort of applause in the
minds of some, who admire their “cute-
ness,” and have only contempt for their
victims. These people who are “ so sharp,”
who would never have “ such games worked
on them,” are often the very ones who
prove easy victims to the sharper who baits
his trap with tafiy. “He knows they will
see through all his tricks; they are too smart
for him,” and inflated with conceit, eager
to prove their capabilities, they swallow the
bait, when, presto, luck changes; chagrined
and humble they fall, while the astute
trickster chuckles. A. L. L.
Ixennsrnn.

—-——-ow-—————-

CREMATION, PRACTICALLY CON-
SIDERED.

 

Thanks to those who have so kindly made
suggestions whereby I may use those hats.
I tried the cremation process on two of
them, but as the flames cnwrapped the first
one there came the sound of wedding bells,
bringing pleasant memories and faces long
since gone but not forgotten, and as the hat
slowly smouldered to ashes, those bells
changed their tone, and I found myself lis-
tening to funeral knells, making those ashes
almost too sacred for the enrichment of
anything less precious than my most beau-
tiful rose bush.

_ “ Life evermore is fed by death,
In earth, and sea, and ski;
And, that a rose ma breat e its breath, -
Something must e."

Recalling myselfto the present, I resolved
notto be sentimental, but proceed bravely
to rid myself of those hate. Throwing
number two on the coals as direcmd, I was
about to leave the spot, when, behold! the
vision of little Hezekiah, as he used to look
with his long and curly, almost white hair
falling about his face, and a faded gingham
apron torn from the bottom all the way to
the neck-band, walking behind his father,
with the wind in his face, and that identical

he pulled along, his father telling him all

you must take long steps as. you see me do,
and not trot along like a baby.” “Yes,
papa,” and he would grab the hat once
more to keep it from the wind.
It may be very foolish, but I could not
proceed further, and as confession is good
for the soul, I will just tell that I went away
from the spot “ whistling,” but doing a
heap of thinking.
With regard to the “guest” question, I
have tried to adapt myself and household to
the following maxims of Emerson’s, which
were given me in 1879:

the while, “ When you wear a hat like that ¢

get for a few shillings in any

and love, and honor and courtesy, flow in

all your deeds.”

Since doing so, I find my guests are bet~

ter entertained, while I am relieved from a
great deal of worry about the matter, and
enjoy the visits of my friends very much
more than before I made these my rules.

I find a blackboard and crayons a great
help in amusing the little ones; it is also en-
tertaining and instructive to the older child-
ren.

What can be more beautiful than the
golden October weather? Our verbenas and
sweet peas are yet in bloom.

If Old School Teacher will try cutting the
brims of her husband’s soft felt hats into
wicks for the lantern, she will never wish

any other after having tried them once.
MRS. W. J. (I.
Rowena.

 

HINTS FOR CHRISTMAS.

 

It is not too soon to begin to plan for'
Christmas. Many pretty trifles can be
made if one only begins to plan in time to
excute. We want to hear from “our girls ”
who know how to make pretty things, in
time so that their instructions may ,aid
those who do not know how.

Take three penholders with pens in them,
and gild them. Arrange them in the fash-
ion of a gipsy kettle, and tie the handles in
place with a bit of narrow ribbon. Then
suspend one of the tiny gilt pails that may
be found In any fancy store, and you have a
pretty ornament for a writing desk or table,
which is a convenience when the little pail
is filled with pens.

You can make a very pretty paper case
out of a wire steak broiler. Gild the wires,
and run ribbon in and out them, and finish
with bows, attaching only one side to the
wall. It takes six yards of ribbon, and
peacock blue with old gold, maroon and pale
blue, or cardinal or cream color are very ef~
fective. ‘

_ ne of the prettiest and most effective
sh"; ,“lambrequins we have seen lately was
r "‘ for peacock blue plush, with a finish

hat on his head, a perfect Horace Greeley as: on, the edge of chenille balls and crescents

alternating, in blue, cardinal and old gold.
The plush was four feet long and fourteen

.‘ r ‘ deep, and at about eighteen inches
immune ends-was. ,gaught up nearly to the
alielf undera large risegular bow of ribbon,
lfibhibining the colors of the border. On the
It"; ‘ was embroidered in colors, with
arasene and silks, a trailing spray of wild
roseSLnA cluster of yellow daisies with black
hearts "“ ., worked on the shorter end. It
was ”very dsome, both in design and exe-
cution“; .

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paper, and then going over the designs with
the sewing-machine, unthreaded. Have
ready a little white paint thinned to the
consistency of cream—nottoo thick; a little
experience will show how thin it should be
-—lay the pattern on the goods and with a
brush—a tooth brush can be made to do-—
rub the paint over the perforations, being
careful not to get on so much that it injures
the goods. When itis dry, your pattern is
outlined, and will not rub off, as will much
of the “stamping ” done with powder. The
Briggs’ transfer papers are very convenient
for some materials, but fail on plush and
velvet, and are not always satisfactory on
felt.

You can buy a pretty Japanese parasol
for a trifle at a fancy store. Cut the handle
out; paste a circle of strong paper or tape on
the inside to keep it from opening entirely,
fasten ribbons to hang it up by, then fill it
with your store of dried grasses, everlasting
flowers, etc., and suspend from a bracket,
chandelier, or any convenient point. Pretty.

A very pretty tidy is made by cutting cir-
cles of pale blue satteen, turning the edge
over, gathering them closely around the
edge, and then flattening out; they should
be the size of silver dollars when done, and
_ if the circles are cut by a teacup, they will
be about the right size. Sew them together
in any shape you prefer, either square or
long. A pretty one recently seen had five
rows of ten each, sewed together by the
edges, and the whole surrounded by lace
four inches wide. A bow of old gold satin
ribbon was set on the upper right-hand
corner. Very pretty for an upholstered
chair.

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MOSS MATS.

 

To make moss fringe for mats, take zephyr
or Germantown yarn, (shaded green is
pretty), two or three times double; stretch
across the reom and fasten each end. Then
take the ball and tie a single yarn tightly
around the strands half an inch apart, not
cutting off the thread, but making a tight
knot every half inch the whole length of the
strands. Now with a pair of scissors cut
the strands between each tie, leaving the
single thread intact. Crochet a plain mat
to fit your lamp, then sew the fringe in long
loops thickly round the edge.

Another way to make moss fringe is to
knit, with two needles, a plain piece, damp-
en and press, then ravel, and sew on in
loops.

To knit a mat, take two needles, cast on
twenty-four stitches, knit four, turn the
work, slip one, knit three back, next knit
eight, turn, knit seven, continue knitting
four further on, then turn until all are
knitted; then, with another color, knit
across plain, and repeat as before until it
forms a circle. Sew together and crochet a
full border, or tie in a fringe. ‘

For table mats, use number ten cotton,
white. Make a chain of five stitches, join,
into this crochet fifteen stitches, long cro-
chet. Next round, increase one in each
stitch, making thirty. The third, increase
one in every other stitch. Fourth, one’ in
every third stitch, and so on. The border
may bemade of colored cotton, and in any

(same as the mat) in one hole, two chain,
and two more stitches in the same hole.
Omit two holes, and repeat. The mats vary
in size the width of the border only, five
being the usual number.

To make crochet “rose” mats, for the
roses make a chain of seven stitches. Six
loops of five stitches; five long stitches in
each loop, with one single at beginning and
end. Six loops of five stitches; six long
stitches in each loop, with one single at be-
ginning and end. Six loops of six chain
stitches; seven long stitches in each loop.
Six loops of seven chain stitches; nine
long stitches in each loop, with one single
at beginning and end. Six loops of nine
stitches; eleven long stitches in each loop,
with one single at beginning and end.

Use pink and white zephyr; make a mat
as large or small as wanted, and surround
with alternate pink and white roses.

BESS.
Pmmwann
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FOOLHARDY HUMANITY.

 

It is commonly supposed that the love of
life and the instinct of self-preservation are
“to of the strongest traits of human nature.
We call a man brave when he overpowers
the selfish impulse to seek first his own
safety and imperils his life to save another’ 3,
faces death for principle’s sake, or asks,
with old Horatius,

“ How can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his gods 1"

But what adjective except fool-hardy can
we apply to the man who recklessly risks
his life for no better motive than to see how
near he can come to losing it and escape?
It is impossible to take up a newspaper
without finding some instance of the fool-
hardiuess of humanity, generally manifest-
ed iu an attempt to cross arailroad track be-
fore an advancing train, dragging a gun
through underbrush or over a. fence by the
muzzle, or snapping a revolver at some one
and pleading over the dead or maimed body
“ didn’t know it was loaded!”

Some men seem possessed by a
mania for matching a steady pair of
plow horses aga'mst a lightning express
train. It is wonderful how valuable a man’s
time becomes as soon as he thinks he may
be delayed three or four minutes by an ap-
proaching train. He may have spent half a
day taking politics in the corner grocery or
gossiping over the fence with a neighbor,
but he is not going to be hindered from his
pressing engagement with “ the chores ” by
anything belonging to what most farmers
love to call “ a blasted monopoly.” So he
whips up the team, clatters over
the track a minute in advance of the engine,
and thinks he has done something awfully
smart. The engineer may viciously “fire”
a chunk of coal at him and mutter some
choice early English adjectives which are
lost in the roar of the machinery; it is all
one to him, he has saved two minutes’ time,
risked life and property, escamd, and is fill-
ed with peaceful content and pride in his
achievement. Perhaps he has enjoyed the
one moment of suspense, the thrill of
danger, but it is safe to guess that the man
with his hand on the lever of the engine,

 

style to suit yourself. Make two stitches

conscious that many lives and much proper-

ty are in his keeping, and that if the fool in
front. of him fails to clear the. track his, 0.!!!
life and that of his passengers may pay the
price of the other’s temerity, does not en-
joy the sensation.

Every few days some foolhardy attempt
of this kind has a tragical ending. It is a
very interesting experiment in natural phi-
losophy to calculate the exact point of con-
tact of two bodies, advancing at an angle,
and at different velocities. A very slight
miscalculation is apt to result disastrously
to that of least weight and momentum.
When tons of iron and timber, impelled by
the resistless force of a giant, strike the
tail-board of a farmer’s outfit, chaos comes
again. The victim hardly knows what
hit him. It seems as if no man
in his sober senses would attempt
so foolish a thing as to beat a
train of cars at its own business. Almos t
invariably its rate of advance is greater than
is calculated upon, for when we view an
object approaching us its speed is less ac-
curately estimated than when we stand at
the side and judge by the rapidity with
which it passes objects in line with it. It
is a dangerous feat at best, for if a strap
breaks, the horses plunge and rear, or stop
in afiright, no earthly power can control
that rushing mass within so short a distance.
The attempt is so often attended with fatal
results that it deserves to rank first in fool-
hardiness.

And nextcomes this “ fooling with a gun ’ ’
business. Why should a farmer, engaged
in the most peaceful pursuit in the world,
provide himself with shotgun and revolver?
The savage in man, which leads him to de-
light in slaughtering squirrels andlbirds
under the guise of “ hunting,” might better
be repressed than encouraged. And how
many fatal accidents result from this re-
lentless pursuit of the innocent! And, too,
how many quarrels that end in murder
might come to a bloodless end but for the
every-ready revolver, a terrible weapon in
the hands of an angry man. And what
criminal folly it is to allow boys to carry
revolvers to school and around home. It
seems as if it were the summit of a boy’s
earthly ambition to carry a revolver; it is a
misdirected aspiration that should be
quenched early in life. Think of the terri-
ble consequences of carelessness, or of
passion! Only a short time since a lad‘of
this city, said to be not of average intelli-
gence, who was permitted to go about with
a revolver-in his pocket because he made
trouble if his parents attempted to deprive
him of it, in a moment of passion fatally
wounded a boy who had provoked him.
What a harvest of casualties is the fruit of
this senseless custom, this criminal" negli-
gence, which entrusts deadly weapons to
those too thoughtless to use due care in
their handling.

“ Went to heaven by the kerosene route ”
has been the “scare head” many times to
announce the fatal result of attempting to
light a fire with kerosene. Notwithstanding
repeated warnings, the foolish woman in
her haste turns the oil into a stove in which
lingers some spark of fire which flashes into
flame as the combustible touches it, follows
to the can, and the vapor within it, suddenly
heated, causes an explosion which costs a

 

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INTENTIONAL SECOND EXPOSURE
2 THE HOUSEHOLD.

 

‘SOMETHING FOR NOTHING." ‘

 

I wonder if it be true that in all humanity
there is a taint of greed, an undercurrent of
dishonesty, that impels the alertness dis-
played in so many devious ways to secure
“ something for nothing.”

Beatrix lately gave achapteron “Frauds”
that is aprOpos. The guileless innocents
would never be caught on the gudgeon hook,
so temptingly baited, were it not for this in—
born desire to get big pay for small labor.
Many a girl, after being taken in by a tempt-
ing advertisement, fails to learn wisdom
by experience, and is caught again by a
lure not more specious than the first.

These wheedling humbugs are exposed
time and again, even though the bitten are
careful not to expose their folly, yet they
are well patronized, or the costly advertis—
ing would be discontinued. It is no com-
pliment to human nature that they succeed so
well.

While lotteries are under ban, Uncle Sam
even refusing to bear their printed induce-
ments and circulars through the mail, yet
“policy shops” and policy dealers are as
plenty as bugs in June, and the premiums
drawn by lucky holders are as scarce as
hen’s teeth; yet the infatuated victim keeps
on purchasing, quite sure that his luck will
turn sometime.

I believe this is the most fateful and fas-
cinating form of gambling, and that it pre
vails to a most alarming degree, finding its
votaries alike among the highest and the
lowest classes. Men and women, wealthy
and poor, high and low, educated, illiterate
and innocent, all seem to have been bitten
by this tarantula of deception, and keep 1n-
vesting until bankrupt or crazed.

It is impossible to compute the enormous
sums that go into the greedy maw of this
insatiate monster. It is only by being alive
to the little curtain liftings, and unguarded
words, that a person can gain an accurate
idea of the great prevalence of the cus-
tom. Many a laborer, many a servant girl,
makes a regular practice of investing in
lottery tickets, and the habit, once formed,
seems as hard to break as that of using
morphine or alcohol. It seems to develop a
mania, and keeps its victims on the rack
perpetually. “I wonder if this will be a
lucky number?” “ Where will I get money
to invest next month?” are questions that
worry, harrass and depress many minds;
and the alternate anticipations and disap-
pointments unfit the mind and body to pur-
sue the even tenor of habitual business.
Irritable, absent-minded, and pre-occupied,
they are not prepared to get out of life
either profit or enjoyment.

Once in a while the victim may be baited
by a small sum, the anglers understanding
this will soon be reinvested, with as much
more as can well be offered to this insa-
tiate Moloch: and that the prize will be
surely told of, while blanks are seldom heard
from. One prize of a few hundred dollars,
drawn by a well known person, will set a
country side crazy, and put thousands of
dollars into the safe of the concern. It is a
pity that public sentiment is not more
thoroughly enlightened and active in this
matter, and more earnest and decided

steps taken by the authorities to prohibit its
continuance.

With the Bohemian oats and Russian
wheat swindlers among our simple-minded,
or not very honest farmers: supplemented,
as these heavy weights are, by lightning-rod
and patent-right men, there is no danger
but that the fool-killer can easily enough
spot his victims, if only he will make his
rounds.

While the designing and wicked can make
a better living off the gullible, the credulous
and unwary, that the honest can make by
sturdy toil, there will be plenty who will
“live by their wits,” and they will be ac-
corded a certain sort of applause in the
minds of some, who admire their “cute-
ness,” and have only contempt for their
victims. These people who are “ so sharp,”
who would never have “such games worked
on them,” are often the very ones who
prove easy victims to the sharper who baits
his trap with taffy. “He knows they will
see through all his tricks; they are too smart
for him,” and inflated with conceit, eager
to prove their capabilities, they swallow the
bait, when, presto, luck changes; chagrined
and humble they fall, while the astute
trickster chuckles. A. L. L.

INGLESIDE.

~—-———-‘ - ‘9.- ~ —-——-—-

CREMATION, PRACTICALLY CON-
SIDERED.

 

Thanks to those who have so kindly made
suggestions whereby I may use those hats.
I tried the cremation process on two of
them, but as the flames enwrapped the first
one there came the sound of wedding bells,
bringing pleasant memories and faces long
since gone but not forgotten, and as the hat
slowly smouldered to ashes, those bells
changed their tone, and I found myself lis-
tening to funeral knells, making those ashes
almost too sacred for the enrichment of
anything less precious than my most beau-
tiful rose bush.

" Life evermore is fed by death.
In earth. and sea, and sky;

And, that a rose may breathe its breath.
Something must die.”

Recalling myself to the present, I resolved
not to be sentimental, but proceed bravely
to rid myself of those hats. Throwing
number two on the coals as directed, I was
about to leave the spot, when, behold! the
vision of little Hezekiah, as he used to look
with his long and curly, almost white hair
falling about his face, and a faded gingham
apron torn from the bottom all the way to
the neck-band, walking behind his father,
with the wind in his face, and that identical
hat on his head, a perfect Horace Greeley as
he puffed along, his father telling him all
the while, “When you wear a hat like that
you must take long steps as you see me do,
and not trot along like a'baby.” “Yes,
papa,” and he would grab the hat once
more to keep it from the wind.

It may be very foolish, but I could not
proceed further, and as confession is good
for the soul, I will just tell that I went away
from the spot “ whistling,” but doing a
heap of thinking.

With regard to the “guest” question, I
have tried to adapt myself and household to
the following maxims of Emerson’s, which
were given me in 1879:

 

“ I pray you, oh excellent wife! cumber

not yourself and me to get a curiously’éch
dinner for this man and woman who
have just alighted at our gate: nor a bed-
chamber made ready at too great a cost;
these things, if they are curious in them,
they can get for a few shillings in any
village inn; but rather let that stranger see,
if he will, in your looks, accents and be—
havior, your heart and earnestness, your
thought and will, that which he cannot buy
at any price in any city, and which he may
travel miles and dine sparely and sleep
hardly, to behold. Let not the emphasis of
hospitality lie in bed and board; but let truth
and love, and honor and courtesy, flow in
all your deeds."

Since doing so. I find my guests are bet-
ter entertained, while I am relieved from a
great deal of worry about the matter, and
enjoy the visits of my friends very much
more than before I made these my rules.

I find a blackboard and crayons a great
help in amusing the little ones; it is also en-
tertaining and instructive to the older child-
ren.

What can be more beautiful than the
golden October weather? Our verbenas and
sweet peas are yet in bloom.

If Old School Teacher will try cutting the
brims of her husband’s soft felt hats into
wicks for the lantern, she will never with
any other after having tried them once.

MRS. W. J. G.
HOWELL.

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HINTS F0 R CHRISTM AS.

 

It is not too soon to begin to plan for
Christmas. Many pretty trifles can be
made if one only begins to plan in time to
excute. We want to hear from “our girls ”
who know how to make pretty things, in
time so that their instructions may aid
those who do not know how.

Take three penholders with pens in them,
and gild them. Arrange them in the fash-
ion of a gipsy kettle, and tie the handles in
place with a bit of narrow ribbon. Then
suspend one of the tiny gilt pails that may
be found in any fancy store, and you have a
pretty ornament for a writing desk or table,
which is a convenience when the little pail
is filled with pens.

You can make a very pretty paper case
out of a wire steak broiler. Gild the wires,
and run ribbon in and out them, and finish
with bows, attaching only one side to the
wall. It takes six yards of ribbon, and
peacock blue with old gold, maroon and pale
blue, or cardinal or cream color are very ef-
fective.

One of the prettiest and most effective
shelf lambrequins we have seen lately was
made of peacock blue plush, with a finish
on the edge of chenille balls and crescents
alternating, in blue, cardinal and old gold.
The plush was four feet long and fourteen
inches deep, and at about eighteen inches
from one end, was caught up nearly to the
shelf undera large irregular bow of ribbon,
combining the colors of the border. On the
long"_ pace was embroidered in colors, with
arasene and silks, a trailing spray of wild
roses. A cluster of yellow daisies with black
hearts wasaworked on the shorter end. It
was very handsome, both in design and exe-
cution.

For the benefit of those who have designs
for embroidery which they would like to use,
we would say they can be transferred to

 

goods by tracing them on moderately stiff

 

 


 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD. 3

 

 

paper, and then going over the designs with
the sewing-machine, unthreaded. Have
ready a little white paint thinned to the
consistency of cream—not too thick; a little
experience will show how thin it should be
—-1ay the pattern on the goods and with a
brush—a tooth brush can be made to do—
rub the paint over the perforations, being
careful not to get on so much that it injures
the goods. When itis dry, your pattern is
outlined, and will not rub oflf, as will much
of the “stamping ” done with powder. The
Briggs’ transfer papers are very convenient
for some materials, but fail on plush and
velvet, and are not always satisfactory on
felt.

You can buy a pretty Japanese parasol
for a trifle at a fancy store. Cut the handle
out; paste a circle of strong paper or tape on
the inside to keep it from opening entirely,
fasten ribbons to hang it up by, then fill it
with your store of dried grasses, everlasting
flowers, etc., and suspend from a bracket,
chandelier, or any convenient point. Pretty.

A very pretty tidy is made by cutting cir-
cles of pale blue satteen, turning the edge
over, gathering them closely around the
edge, and then flattening out; they should
be the size of silver dollars when done, and

. if the circles are cut by a teacup, they will

be about the right size. Sew them together
in any shape you prefer, either square or
long. A pretty one recently seen had five
rows of ten each, sewed together by the
edges, and the whole surrounded by lace
four inches wide. A bow of old gold satin
ribbon was set on the upper right-hand
corner. Very pretty for an upholstered
chair.

 

*.¢—__

MOSS MATS.

To make moss fringe for mats, take zephyr
or Germantown yarn, (shaded green is
pretty), two or three times double; stretch
across the room and fasten each end. Then
take the ball and tie a single yarn tightly
around the strands half an inch apart, not
cutting off the thread, but making a tight
knot every half inch the whole length of the
strands. Now with a pair of scissors cut
the strands between each tie, leaving the
single thread intact. Crochet a plain mat
to fit your lamp, then sew the fringe in long
loops thickly round the edge.

Another way to make moss fringe is to
knit, with two needles, a plain piece, damp-
en and press, then ravel, and sew on in
loops.

To knit a mat, take two needles, cast on
twenty-four stitches, knit four, turn the
work, slip one, knit three back, next knit
eight, turn, knit seven, continue knitting
four further on, then turn until all are
knitted; then, with another color, knit
across plain, and repeat as before until it
formsa circle. Sew together and crochet a
full border, or tie in a fringe.

For table mats, use number ten cotton,
white. Make a chain of five stitches, join,
into this crochet fifteen stitches, long cro-
chet. Next round, increase one in each
stitch, making thirty. The third, increase
one in every other stitch. Fourth, one in
every third stitch, and so on. The border
may be made of colored cotton, and in any
style to suit yourself. Make two stitches

 

(same as the mat) in one hole, two chain,
and two more stitches in the same hole.
Omit two holes, and repeat. The mats vary
in size the width of the border only, five
being the usual number.

To make crochet "rose” mats, for the
roses make a chain of seven stitches. Six
loops of five stitches: five long stitches in
each loop, with one single at beginning and
end. Six loops of five stitches; six long
stitches in each loop, with one single at be-
ginning and end. Six loops of six chain
stitches; seven long stitches in each loop.
Six loops of seven chain stitches; nine
long stitches in each loop, with one single
at beginning and end. Six loops of nine
stitches; eleven long stitches in each loop,
with one single at beginning and end.

Use pink and white zephyr; make a mat
as large or small as wanted, and surround
with alternate pink and white roses.

BESS.

PLAINWELL.
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FOOLHARDY HUMANITY.

 

It is commonly supposed that the love of
life and the instinct of self-preservation are
two of the strongest traits of human nature.
We call a man brave when he overpowers
the selfish impulse to seek first his own
safety and imperils his life to save another’s,
faces death for principle's sake, or asks,
with old Horatius,

“ How can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his gods!"

But what adjective except fool-hardy can
we apply to the man who recklessly risks
his life for no better motive than to see how
near he can come to losing it and escape?
It is impossible to take up a newspaper
without finding some instance of the fool-
hardiness of humanity, generally manifest-
ed in an attempt to cross arailroad track be-
fore an advancing train, dragging a gun
through underbrush or over a fence by the
muzzle, or snapping a revolver at some one
and pleading over the dead or maimed body
“didn’t know it was loaded!"

Some men seem possessed by a
mania for matching a steady pair of
plow horses aga'mst a lightning express
train. It is wonderful how valuable a man’s
time becomes as soon as he thinks he may
be delayed three or four minutes by an ap—
proaching train. He may have spent half a
day taking politics in the corner grocery or
gossiping over the fence with a neighbor,
but he is not going to be hindered from his
pressing engagement with “the chores” by
anything belonging to what most farmers
love to call “a blasted monopoly." So be
whips up the team, clatters over
the track a minute in advance of the engine,
and thinks he has done something awfully
smart. The engineer may viciously “fire”
a chunk of coal at him and mutter some
choice early English adjectives which are
lost in the roar of the machinery; it is all
one to him, he has saved two minutes’ time,
risked life and property, escaped, and is fill—
ed with peaceful content and pride in his
achievement. Perhaps he has enjoyed the
one moment of suspense, the thrill of
danger, but it is safe to guess that the man
with his hand on the lever of the engine,
conscious that many lives and much proper-

 

ty are in his keeping, and that if the fool in
front of him fails to clear the track his own
life and that of his passengers may pay the
price of the other’s temerity, does not en-
joy the sensation.

Every few days some foolhardy attempt
of this kind has a tragical ending. It is a
very interesting experiment in natural phi-
losophy to calculate the exact point of con-
tact of two bodies, advancing at an angle,
and at different velocities. A very slight
miscalculation is apt to result disastrously
to that of least weight and momentum.
When tons of iron and timber. impelled by
the resistless force of a giant, strike the
tail-board of a farmer‘s outfit, chaos comes
again. The victim hardly knows what
hit him. It seems as if no man
in his sober senses would attempt
so foolish a thing as to beat a
train of cars at its own business. Almost
invariably its rate of ad vauee is greater than
is calculated upon, for when we view an
object approaching us its speed is less ac-
curately estimated than when we stand at
the side and judge by the rapidity with
which it passes objects in line with it. It
is a dangerous feat at best, for if a strap
breaks, the horses plunge and rear, or stop
in afiright, no earthly power can control
that rushing mass within so short a distance.
The attempt is so often attended with fatal
results that it deserves to rank first in feel-
hardiness.

And next comes this " fooling with a gun ”
business. Why should a farmer, engaged
in the most peaceful pursuit in the world,
provide himself with shotgun and revolver?
The savage in man. which leads him to de-
light in slaughtering squirrels and birds
under the guise of " hunting," might better
be repressed than encouraged. And how
many fatal accidents result from this re-
lentless pursuit of the innocent! And, too,
how many quarrels that end in murder
might come to a bloodless end but for the
every-ready revolver, a terrible weapon in
the hands of an angry man. And what
criminal folly it is to allow boys to carry
revolvers to school and around home. It
seems as if it were the summit of a boy’s
earthly ambition to carry a revolver; it is a
misdirected aSpiration that should be
quenched early in life. Think of the terri-
ble consequences of carelessness, or of
passion! Only a short time since a lad of
this city, said to be not of average intelli—
gence, who was permitted to go about with
arevolver in his pocket because he made
trouble if his parents attempted to deprive
him of it, in a moment of passion fatally
wounded a boy who had provoked him.
What a harvest of casualties is the fruit of
this senseless custom, this criminal negli-
gence, which entrusts deadly weapons to
those too thoughtless to use due care in
their handling.

“ Went to heaven by the kerosene route ”

has been the “ scare head” many times to
announce the fatal result of attempting to
light a fire with kerosene. Notwithstanding
repeated warnings, the foolish woman in
her haste turns the oil into a stove in which
lingers some spark of fire which flashes into
flame as the combustible touches it, follows
to the can, and the vapor within it, suddenly
heated, causes an explosion which costs a
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erty. It is a game of chance, with life as
the stake, and yet we 'risk it.

Somebody is risking life, or what makes
life worth living—health, all about us, every
day. We toy with the gift as if it were
valueless, and yet are as quick to blame
others for their foolhardiness as if we were
never guilty ourselves. How careless we are
of health, how recklessly we expose our-
selves, regardless of consequences, till,
some day, we look back and date our decline
in health or strength from a summer of
overwork, a cold resulting from wet feet or
insufficient clothing, or other causes whose
possible effect we overlooked at the time.
Life is often in jeopardy from accidents be—
yondour control, how careful we should be
not to increase our risks. BEATRIX.

W

“TEN DOLLARS ENOUGH.”

 

The above is the title of a new book on
housekeeping matters, by Catherine Owen,
which has been laid upon the HOUSEHOLD
table. It tells how to keep house well on
ten dollars a week, how it has been done,
how it may be done again. Molly, the hero-
ine, tires of the happy-go—lucky profusion of
even a good boarding—house—as boarding-
houses go—and longs to keep house. Harry,
the husband, is the son of a wealthy man
who does the “ stern parient act ” because
he married a poor girl for love rather than
a rich one for money, and leaves him to his
own resources, which are a salary of $100
per month, and an immense afiection
for his little wife. Accustomed to the lux-
uries and faultless service of his father’s
table, Harry dreads the housekeeping ex-
periment, fearing worse meals than at the
boarding-house, and long bills to pay. But
in the end the woman has her way, as indeed
she generally does, and the couple rent a
suburban cottage at $20 per month, hire a
stout girl just from the Fatherland and as
green as her native cabbage, and the house-
keeping begins, under Molly’s assurance
that the $80 which had paid boarding-house
bills should cover every item of. the house-
hold expenses.
Molly had taken a course of cooking les-
sons, and had had besides the advantage of
instruction in the school of Poverty, which
teaches how to make the most and best of
everything, it we but. profit by its help. It
is needless to say that the accounts balanced
and the domestic machinery moved like mag-
ic, that Marta, the girl, proved both teachable
and faithful, and contrary to the habit of
, most of her kind, did not “ strike ” for high-
er wages or leave to take a better place as
scan as she could cook abeefsteak. “ Every—
thing is lovely” in housekeeping—on paper.
But the book strikes us as being somewhat
like that delusive fiction

f‘agricultural fever.” It is “too rosy.”

Molly’s hands stay as. white and soft as
when she did no housework, and “ Oh, my
sisters,” we know that’s " an awful whop-
per,” don’t we? She is so deft and quick

that she can make canned chicken salad with
mayonnaise dressing and French coffee in
the fifteen minutes required to bake drop
biscuit, and teach her handmaid how to do
it as she goes along. That is quite too phe-t

“Ten Acres
Enough,” which is responsible for so much

val from Castle Garden, who don’t know a

salad-basket from a steak-broiler, as assist-

ant. But, perhaps, as the supernaturally

good children of Our Sunday school literature

serve as models of perfection for everyday,

“real human ” boys and girls, we need to

have set before us the paragon of house-

keepers, who is ideally punctual, never gets

hurried, worried or flurried, as a picture of

perfection for us to work up to. But we do

not think three full-grown persons, with nor-
mal appetites, would leave enough of a chick-
en to present a respectable ghost at another
meal.

But these little points do not detract
from the merit of the book, which our
housekeepers will read with profit and
pleasure, and from which they can learn
how to prepare many economical dishes.

Let us whisper that the secret of Molly’s
success in keeping within her ten dollar
limit was dueto preparing only just enough
of every dish, and in exercising the utmost
care that nothing, no matter how small, was
wasted. She concentrated upon her cooking
the energy and strength most wives must
diffuse through a dozen channels, for she
“only sewed the buttons on,” and the first
baby only arrives at the final chapter; in
which also the father, who has been induced
to visit the cottage and taste Molly’s
wonderful cooking, relents and be-
stows a Queen Anne cottage and a
check for $1,000 upon the pair,
taking Harry into the firm as junior partner.
With this, the necessity of making “ten
dollars enough” vanishes. The book will
be found pleasing and instructive; we can
commend it, notwithstanding these criti-
cisms. . ‘

DOWN QUILTS.

 

It is not given to all of us to sleep under
satin comforts, filled with cider-down, but
the woman who has plenty of hens and tur-
keys and will take the trouble may fill her
satteen comforters with a fairly good sub-
stitute for the famous plumage of the cider
duck. Strip the side plumes or barbs from
the coarse feathers, pufthem into a bag, se-
curing the mouth firmly, then rub the bag
hard on the washboard or between the hands
till these stripped plumes have been made
into a delicate downy substance, which
makes the warmest and softest of quilts,
“luxuriously warm,” and so light as to be
literally “ feather-weight.” It is more than

in our stores really owe their origin to the
plebeian hen and turkey, instead of being
composed of genuine “ down.” It is not
nearly as much work to make one of these

in the days of their popularity, and the re-
sult, if not so showy, is none the less an
achievement. The material also makes an

crib you ever heard of.

BLACKING THE COOK STOVE.

 

Do you desire to inscribe on the lintel of
your door, “healthful home” that the de-
stroying angel may pass by? Then do not
weekly, semi-weekly or daily get out brush

suspected that the costly cider-down quilts '

comforts as it was to embroider crazy quilts '

admirable lining for dressing gowns; and
the most luxurious coverlid for the baby’s

affords, and spend precious time and
strength to make your cook stove shine, for
you will not stop with simply daubing it if
you have for your motto “What is worth
doing at all is worth doing well.” The bet-
ter the shine the more will you find the
polish deposited in and on everthing in your
room. be you ever so careful, to say nothing
of your own person, which is really the most
important factor in the business. That we-
man who said “draw a paper over the
hand ” should have added encase ears, eyes,
nose and month as well. It is a slavish,
dirty custom. Come out from bondage, my
sister! 1 Speak from experience; I was a
long time joined to my idol, but am now
thoroughly converted to the better plan of
washing my stove with clean cbth and clean
soap suds. The top may look red, but I
know it is wholesome, and does not have a
neglected look at all.

How much we need line upon line and
precept upon precept that we do not sin ig.
norantly! LUCY.
Wnnsm.

W

WE deeepiy regret to learn of the death
of Mr. Levi E. Cannon, d Washington,
Macomb County, husband of one of our
HOUSEHOLD contributors, “ El See,” whom
we all know and admire, but whose pen has
been idle for many months under the shadow
of. this great sorrow, none the less terrible
in its consummation because long expected,
Of what avail are words, however tender
and loving, in the tide of grief that over-
whelms the bereaved wife in an hour like
this? We can only offer sincere sympathy
from our HOUSEHOLD corps, and pray that
Time, though he cannot heal deep wounds~
like this, may yet mercifully mitigate the
sharp edge of anguish and help the crushed
heart to say “Thy will be done. The poem
upon our first page is commemorative of
the death of Mr. Cannon.
W
Contributed Recipes.

 

Carin SAUCE—Peel and chop twelve ripe
tomatoes, two peppers and one onion. Add
one tablespoonl'ul of salt and two of sugar.
Boil two hours; then add two cups vinegar;
then boil half an hour. When done, add one
teaspoonful each of cloves and mustard.
Good.

CORNID BEBE—For every hundred weight
of meat take two quarts of salt, two and a half
pounds or sugar and two ounces of saltpetre.
Use water enough to cover the meat. add the
ingredients and boil and skim. Turn on the
meat when cold. By freshening meat pickled
in this brine, it can be roasted down—a “ pot
roast ”—as if fresh.

HARD SOAP. -'1‘hree gallons soft water; five
pounds sal soda, five pounds unslacked lime.
Put these ingredients together over night. In
the morning drain of! the water and put in an
iron kettle with three and one-half pounds of
grease. Boil till thick, turn into a shallow
pan and when cool cut in bars.

WASHING FLUID.—TWO pounds concentrat-
ed potash. dissolved in two gallons of cold
water. Boil. While boiling add one ounce
salts tartar and two ounces ammonia. Boil
till these are thoroughly dissolved. and when
cold put into a jug and cork tight.

Srmca Ponrsn.—Half pound paraflne; add
a. it fifteen drops of citroniila. 0001 in pie »
tins and cut in cakes an inch square.

 

 

nomenally “rapid,” with only a fresh arri-

and stove polish, even the best the market

Dnraor'r. Mas. C. W. J.