DETEOIT, FEBRUARY 14, 1887. THE HOUSEHOLD-:nSupplemehto BADYLAND. _ Have you heard of the. Valley of Babyland, . ' The realm where the dear little darlings stay Till the kind storks go, as all men know, ‘ , .1 And 0! so tenderly bring them away? . The paths are winding, and past aliflnding . By all, save the storks, who understand . The gates and the highways, .and intricate by- ways —‘ . That lead.to_Babyland. The path to the Valley of Babyland, , Only the kingly white storks know, , ’ If they fly over mountains or wade through fountains; . No man sees them come and go, ' . But an angel maybe who guards some baby, Or a fairy perhaps with her magic wand,- Brings them straightway to the wonderful gate- way That leads to BabyISEd. All over the Valley 0 abyland» Sweet flowers bloom in soft green moss, And under the ferns fair, and under the leaves . there, Lie little hepds like spools of floss. With a soothing murmur the river of Slumber Flows 0 er a bed of silver sand; And angels are keeping watch o’er the sleeping .. Babe: of B'abyland. And there in the Valley of Babyland, ’ ' Under the mosses and leaves and ferns, ; ' Like an unfledged starling they find the darling For whom the heart of a mother yearns, And they lift him lightly and tuck him tightly In feathers soft as a lady‘ 8 hand, ‘ ‘ And off with a rock-a a-way step they walk away Out of Babyland. ‘ .As they go frOm the Valley of Babyland - _ Forth into the world of great unrest, Sometimes weeping he wakes from sleeping, Befére he reaches his mother‘s breasta . Ah! how she blesses him, how she caresseshiml Bonniest bird in the bright home band, . That o‘er land and water, the kind stork brought ' her . From far—ofi' Babyland. —-E'lla Wheeler Wilcox. ,jf _——‘.._.—.-. \ THE DIGNITY OF HOUSEWORK _ Our new contributor from Fenton'seems to think the special hardships of a hired girl’s lot lie in the fact that she must get up in the morning and build fires and bake " cakes while her employer’s family eat them. I wonder how many wives 'in Michigan per- ‘form these very duties, and many more onerous, without the satisfaction of being paid, either in money or affection, for so doingl- 'But somebody must bake cakes and build fires, else humanity‘must go cold and ‘ hungry. The trouble is nowdays everybody wishes to live by their wits; few are willing to perform so-called “menial” labor. Yet if you take away the results achieved by them hand workers, what becomes of the brain workers? The two are interdependent; one cannot exist absolutely without the other. Brains must be nourished by food, and food ,without mental power makesman a mere animal. Is it not as noble to prepare the health maintained, asto paint the semblance of a rose to delight the eye, or evoke har- mony to please the ear? Is it not a more honorable office to cook-a dinner than to merely eat it? “The cook, before every meal, has a half dozen articles. of food, no two of which are prepared ,or cooked in the same , manner, with the same degree of heat or in the same length of time. Yet every one must be prepared for its baptism of fire at the proper moment and held in mind while cooking; and all these various kinds brought out at the right moment, neither under or overdone, but ready to be served at just the right time.” — Pray, is not this a labor of in- telligence, an achievement of generalship, . a triumph to be proud of? . -Which would “Cultivated John” prefer in a wife, the ability to supply in fitting formand season these needs common to humanity, or the disdain of “menial tasks” warm meals while she makes dresses or “clerks” in a store? If he says he would have both the cultivated mind and the house- keeping talent, as any sensible man will, he has robbed his own argument of its point. It is true that most farmers’ daughters, as well as other gi1ls, will do anything rather than go out as hired girls. But this is simply due to an unworthy pride of social caste, a servilg submission to “they say.” Nor does it alter the fact. before alluded to, that some might do much better work forfiankind by baking pancakes than trying 410 mould character. The Mayor of New York city, in an inter- view reported for publication, puts the whole matte? in a nutshell when he says that the great reasons why women will not engage indomestic service, lie in the neces— sity of‘receiving commands from a mistress and the sense of inferiority which accom- panies it. But I have yet to learn of any work in which wageeamers‘ can engage in which they are not under orders from those entrusted with the completed work. Nor can I see that the question of equality need enter. Here is a commercial transaction, so much work for' so much money; why should the maid in the kitchen, engaged to perform certain specified tasks for a certain consideration, grumble and feel abused be- cause she is not desired to aid her employer to entertain guests in- the parlor? Does she, herself, desire her mistress’ s presence when food without which life cannot be sustained,or . which leaves him to skirmish round for ' she receives her own friends? Seems to me this is merely a sensible view of the matter, and we are often hidden to take “business views” of women’s work and place. The assertion was recently made in my hearing, by a lady whose experience with help qualifies her to speak from the depths of personal knowledge, that the servant girls in the kitchens of Detroit waste, abso- lute waste, one-half of the ‘ living expenses. of their employers’ families. In lavish use . of materials,’ in waste of what is left over, in poor cooking, half the expense of the table is wasted. Is not, then, “the girl” a' ‘ factor in the nation’s prosperity? ’ ' Taking another View, the servant girl builds fires for her employer and-bakes cakes while they eat. The saleswoman in the store is compelled to be at the store often before her employer is up, and she is fined if she is not there. His wife would no sooner think of sitting at table with one of: the employes of her husband’s store than» with her own hired girl; if either, the do», mestic would be preferred, as more of the' family. Here is a hardship which militates against the saleswoman, whose “proper pride” should lead her to demand social recognition of her employer. But 1 believe that I, too, am entitled to a grievance. I am obliged to work in an extremely dingy ofiice—at this "moment-— whether I am in the humor or not, stormy days or sunny ones, thermometer 10 degrees ' below zero or. up to 95, to get up this HOUSEHOLD, which those who subscribe for the FARMER can read at their leisure, in their easy chairs, while I am industriously engaged in preparing copy and reading proof for another one. The readers have all the pleasure, and I have all the work. True, 1 am paid for doing it, and our read- ers pay for the paper, nevertheless the fact remains that I have a good deal of hard work to do to prepare something disposed of as easily as hot cakes at a farmer’s table. Am I justified, therefore, in considering the work degrading and in mounting the ex- change table, and with hands grimed by the soil of printers’ ink, a “reviSe” twisted in my bangs, and With blue pencil in one hand and copy-hook in the other, inveighing bit- terly against the providence which made me, not a Bancroft, a Holland or a Howells, but only Bnarnrx? ———§”—-—— ‘ MAX, of Plymouth, wishes some ex- perienced housekeeper would‘tell her what makes her cucumber pickles turn black when put into the vinegar, and give a remedy. -" - Ir .n;.w1.a_.. .. . -« w vf’e,‘fii.g~qg 31.5.- “a"... its-.51: t. . _. ,, . .. " 3%‘m3’iahl’rw n, ,. «nanbvmwt.u~:x .fn'z'g‘k’emé {WW1 {'2’ "-‘fimm “manta. 1:5". :,- . ,. M v"; be...” , [wimp ”wrap“: a .. 2 ‘ ,1 - .MMW'xam-m as THE HOUSEHOLD.. ’ VOICES. ' \ “ Sometimes when I'm sitting alone. ~ D 3 alone in the night . ‘ There floats with the scent got thhe flowers 0n moonbeams weird and wh i,te The thrill of a well known voice, That I thought to be silent for aye, With the cadence I loved to hear . Ag most finished.” In the years that have rolled away." , All-fancy, do you say? all pure imagina- tion, the dead 11 never return to us! Then many,many are laboring under an illusion. " Some say we live after death, others that this life is all: there is no future life. 'There is a second life in Nature; die‘bare brown branches, the lifeless flower stalks, the ~ fallen leaves, show that there is death in Nature. But with the returning sun in spring, the warm showers and dew, the leaf buds and'flower buds burst into new life. Then why, may We not/ :asonably think and hope that there is 231 its beyond the tomb? We very often war the dying speak of attendant angels severing about them. I do not doubt but that they are seen; as earth recedes from view, the eye sees more clearly the things that are spirit- ual. They may attend us all through life, /_ but our eyes are dim and we cannot see '“ them. Haven’t you sometimes started from your slumbers, and thought mother had . been with you, had held communication with you, and you catch the word mother on your lips, awake and find yourself alone. Sometimes clasp the darling that left your arms long, long ago, clasp it close and hear the cooingvoice, kiss the dimpled cheek, feel the thrill of Ihappiness as you did in life; sometimes feel the strong arm that was your stay and support but left you to battle with life alone, ken and find it all fancy? Oh! I do not know. .If we are a family here, an? will be a family there in the great Beyond, there can be no separation. , I have been told of an instance wherea young girl dying raised her hands and murmured “Mother,” seeming to clasp the hands of a mother who had left her some years before. Could it be fancy, or do our loved ones meet us as we leave this life. God never created a soul to destroy it.- Our life is not a bubble\¢ast up by the ocean of eternity, to float for a moment upon its surface, and then sink into nothing- ness and darkness forever. Every heart has its hopes and aspirations. It would be a dull nature indeed that had not. We- llook upon the rainbow, the gloriously _ tinted clouds, only for a moment, they fade away and leave'us musing on their fleet- ing beauties. The myriad stars revolving round a "midnight throne” far above our grasp, as daylight comes. on, grow dim to » our sight..- 'Forms of the fairest and bright- est beauty are given to us and then taken away, leaving us with empty hearthstones and aching hearts. Man has a higher destiny.~ "fThere is a realm where the rainbownever fades, where" the stars will be spread out before us like the islands-on the bosom of- the ocean, and where m beautifnlbeingsthat here pus before us like visions. will remain with us forever.” Rare you are; wondered what the Wilts of. the. MRI were; with what William mind must live over again the whole life, what has been done, What “might have been,”_ standing where earth ~cmlsand Heaven begins? 1 read awhile ’-~t‘~,"l:_.‘ ‘ ago of a great. msn who consulted a physician regarding his health, and was told that he had but a certain number of months to live. “_Why,’.’ he said, “how much I shall have to do! I never realized how much ,I have to do in life until it is al- One writer telisus' ffWe would have.” But we hurry and worry, and fret and' stew and lay up for a rainy day, and when we are all ready for it, 'we don’t want any money, nor fine clothes nor books. It 'will matter little whether we were surrounded with wealthier struggled with poverty, for-in death all are 'eduai. Theré’ is the same entrance into the harbor, the same peaceful rest within; and it seems to me that the ear deaf to our cries must be attuned to heavenly sounds; the, eye blind to earth must look with rapture upon heavenly glories, else why is it that faces seamed with care and sorrow in life, old and grey with trouble, after death lose all this, and grow youthful, the lines seem smoothed away, and such a peaceful ex- pression replaces the one that told of suf- fering. It must be that they hear the voices of loved ones; it is such a narrow line that divides us, it may be in songs of rapture and praise, it may be in words of welcome. . “ There’ s not a song that stirs the gloom, With its enchanting strain , Nor yet a flower of sweet perfume, But dies to live a sin; The song of love. t e blossom rare. Will burst upon the fragrant air, And youth an beauty ever more, Will live upon that golden shore. " Bum: CREEK. EVANGALINE. T —_...—- A LONG LOOK AHEAD. " How many of us who read this little sheet entertain a daily thought of our old age! This’ or that luxury is passed, tasks per- formed, economies practiced with—the hope of securing competence and ease for our declining ye . . To provide an income is an excellent t 11g; but when .we make no other provision we make a great mistake. Old age needs more than dollars and cents to render it happy. If we bring to it none of that softness of characterwhich is the fruit of self-discipline; none of the sympathy born of, deep trials and. sorrows; none of the the best side of life and human nature; then, whatever our outward. surroundings, we must always dwell in internal poverty. We each have some leading fault, which, as Miss Mulock says, “Like a scar on the bark of a tree, grows larger‘and uglier every year,” and we should open our eyes to it and seek to master it in .the prime of life, lest in the decline of our strength it masters us. The leopard cannot change his spots, is no easy task to uproot traits or tricks which are the result of birth or breeding- but we can learn to subdue and keep them partly out of sight for the benefit of our friends as well as ourselves. This fault ours may be aggressiveness. melancho y, fault-finding, quickness of temper or per- sonal slovenliness. Ntithim'r renders an aged person more repulsive than this last. The 'dlrt of play lyihg ever so thick over the causes dliferent feelings from the grimy should live as if this were the last day we_ cheeriness'won from the habit of looking on' and we may not be able to change ours—it- apron, face and hands ofa fair. from child E darkness which fills up wrinkles and settles on bald heads;j while if 80ft, rich tints and fabrics ever fill their noblest mission it is when their beauty softens and refines the angles and furrows of our “three score and ten. ” “I will not wear a faded dress; I am fadeds enough myself, ” said a sensible, cheery grand-dame, one of the sweetest old ladies I ever knew, Her memory is an encouragement to all who knew her. She “had hungered, struggled, kissed the check of death, and ranged the scale of passion till her Soul was deep, and wide, and soft with sympathy;Z’—and, like Kathrina, had also found, “Peace like a river on 'whose waveless tide she floated.” It is‘ it trying time when a woman acchs’ tomed all her life to household work and onjthe hands once so busy, her energies stagnate, and her mind becomes depressed. With this trial in view we should gradually 'drop the burden of the house to other shoulders, and try to develOp eyery mental resource; never thinking ourselves too old .to learn this or that, but feeling that we shall need them all. If we do not enjoy reading we must turn, to quilts, rugs, fancy work~ or . perhaps These failing us, we may find the needed stimulant in correspondence -in writing and receivingvletters from distant friends. I ~knqvvan old gentleman who, in this way, wins an interest for each day. and keeps his'mind active and cheerful. Another, a lady of eighty, was devoted to a huge pile of manuscript known as her “novel.” It was of doubtful merit and never appeared in print, but it served a good purpose in giving her something to think of beside her achesand the changes of the thermometer "It must require courage (more than we'who are young-can imagine) '* for a woman to standalone at seventy;' to carry graves in" her heart, the weakness of age in her limbs, the prOSpect of death- before her, and still assume an interest in the bustling life about her; to school her lips to pleasant words and shed her tears in solitude—yet this is often done. .The greatest need of old age is love; and this we must secure pretty much as we do guarding it carefully when it is won. If weare'blest with children, we naturally look .sare'. If we have ‘no children the more necessary it is that we seek to form other ties, knit other hearts and lives to our Own. as walk-we must bear in mind that, while conscientious persons .will give esteem, gratitudeor duty when due, (one is purchas- adonly by. ions; that anoma'foodfzand— clothing .without sympathy fend. affectiOn will do' but little. An old. age.- mellow with all past sunshine and tears; rich in allthe-lesso'ns of- joy and sorrow.- drifting plaeldiy along below the rocks and rapids of life! What canbefalrer, Whateanbe mart Wevwishitforoneandallafour _ - Al '3. Jr; ‘ ' W J. ... vi: il' . . A: '5 care is forced through age and weakness to . give it up. Time is apt to hang heavily up- - Kensington painting. ‘ to them as a source of endless love and - In securing. these, and with our own family . — ~ Wawm be 1110:: happy to w the i, . o sl. ‘1 '3. -) .‘mm. : 4..., a... . ._ our property; by working to win it and ‘ M l. I . _' \1 FARMERS AND THEIR INSTITUTES . 4 [Paper read by Mrs, L. R. Farmers’ Institute, J an 18—21 .All arts and organizations have their ses- sions and are known; by different names according to their importance and the work to be accomplished; from the club few in ul‘eal at the Webster number to the convention of. magnificent proportions. As the farmers are providers for the World, it is pro-eminently fitting they should have their institutes, where they may discuss the best manner of doing ,their work; where all branches are represented, from the] specialist to the representative of the most extensive mixed farming; where they meet with those who, having advanced ideas, have stepped, aside from the beaten path studied, experimented and tested, and are ready to give a reason for the faith with- in them. i We should provide the best bread, mutton and beef for our legislators and all who dis- . _ pense justice, then" may we hope for better ‘ laws and better men to enforce them, “Evolution,” some may say. Granted; if we feed a man on green, watery potatoes, ‘ Jblack and heavy bread, tough stringy beef, ' there will be evolved a complaining, cranky dyspeptic who looks through a blue medium and cannot discern clearly the right thing to be done. As farmers we Ought to understand the ‘ best methods as well as the most remunera- tive. Theopinions of representative farm- ersshould not be withheld' from those who are ready to enter upon their life work, -but . are still undecided what course to pursue. Whether the farmer receives much or. little depends upon what he decides for himself.‘ There is a fortune in a small piece of land, yet not all use the key that unlocks it; fire cannot devour nor cyclones destroy.. The motto of the Connecticut Household is, “On man at the plow and woman in the house depend the prosperity of the nation.” Washington, the farmer, warrior, states- man, president, and revered citizen, affirm- ed that “Agriculture is themost noble, the most healthful and the most independent Of all pursuits,” and the truth has fairly dawn- edeupon the coming men. Boys who once thought a peanut stand or a cake-and-candy. ' shop Would lead to distinction, now eagerly look forward to the time when they may possess a few acres of land. “Straws de- note the course of the wind. ” We see the ,‘boy looking with pride and affection upon his few pet lambs, or nursing with care an unfortunate colt, and soon the father must diSpose of his to make room for the son’s. He gathers the fairest balls; from the potato .plant, sows the , seeds, watches with care and saves the results, till by and‘bfa new varietyis ready for shipment. So with the . cereals; he experiments, and with fancy cul- ture brings to perfection a more desirable It has been said that some time in- life ' we reach that for which we have aimed and worked: so let the boys hope andrworlr for a home of their own where they may sow and reap, whore thermay plant and games! and it they have ethe will, entity; persever- ' ‘ anee and skill they may manila allther ‘ ‘ could reasonably ask for, Eat the pan or "I boy who loves his work there is an inspira- .of ease. .the hungering for the luxuries and refine- . Future.” THE B 0“ U 8 EH 0 L D,’ tiOn in Watching ‘the, contented flocks, and herds, the growing grass and grain, the waving corn with its rich verdure. From the turning of the first furrow to the last work in’ autumn there is a. lesson for the thoughtful. A noble work! yet the moist- ened brow, the tired limbs, the almost dis- couraged heart, all attest that it is not a life Economyhas been a stern adviser; ments of life was, for a while, all to be set aside; costly books and adornments must not be indulged in,—but hoping and work- ing and waiting, the last debt is lifted and there is a promise of all that has been so much desired. - And when the autumn of life shall come, as it will to all, when all praise and glory. and fame shall be as a beautiful flower which pleased for a day then withered on its stem, then may he turn to a well-earned repose and quietly wait for the garnering. “.0,— “ NO SMOKING ALLOWED. " Seeing arequest ina late number of the HOUSEHOLD for “a good way to make a cigar case,” I felt impelled to .reply. I would, my dear friend, make it to corres- pond with the use it is to be put to, as re- pulsive and abhorrentas it is possible to conceive. I think that any one who uses tobacco in any form, in this enlightened "day, is sinning against a great deal of light and knowledge, for any good household paper and every temperance lecturer give us in a broad and glaring light the great evils resulting from its use, both directly to the consumer and indirectly to those in proximity to him. In the HOUSEHOLD of Dec. 23d, 1884, Maybelle has a good article on this subject, entitled “A‘ Hope for the I wish ail who have the HOUSE- HOLD would hunt it up and read it, .for it is worth your while. I will give a few sen- tences. She says: “No words are strong enough to express the repulsion any lady feels on witnessing a mere boy, or some great strapping fellow with more money thaa brains and less pride than either, pull , out a tobacco box and partake of its contents. Then comes the saturating of the floor or whatever comes in the way, with the filthy contents of the once pure, unstained mouth..- Oh, it is too awful, the way the youths of our land are becoming so different from .what the mothers would wish them. I think tobacco and whiskey are two evils that walk hand in hand, and whoever par- takes of either is sure to receive injury from them.” How much more might be said, did time and space allow,’ against cigars and cigarettes! It is too appalling, the sights that meet us on every street corner and almost every step and turn we take. Youths, striplings, mere . boys, with the loathsome things in their mouths, tothe great annoyance and inconvenience of friends, strangers, all who come within range of their whifis. Now let us be faithful. to our trusty Mothers, sisters, it is ours to watch, fight, pray until these terrible eurees'ereannihllated. To agitate these‘sub? jeets, keep them before the mind of the people, it seems to. are. is the way a reform» tion is to be brought about. M. M. 3 OPEN TO CRITICISM. Several weeks ago two verses appeared at the head of the HOUSEHOLD, on ‘f Find- ing Fault” and the words would touch the conscience of many a reader, and cause us to think, with Addison, that the best way . to live is to be “ easy here and happy here- after.” Did all mankind accept this pro-A cept, how strange all things would be. Were the readers and the writers of the HOUSE- HOLD all smooth and oily, how tame, and how little we would learn thereby! Had I never been instructed and found fault with in a measure, I might think I should have known more, but experience tells me 7 I should not; for our best friends are al- ways those who have courage enough to tell us of our faults, if we are wrong. There are some who are always right in their own ' eyes. If Uncle Bott showed me a point- wherein I was Wrong, it no doubt did me than I am. I am not too old or conceited to learn. This much 1 do know, that all that is good and enjoyable,‘ is not wholly on one side of the fence, and that, “ If our duty and our wishes Walked together lovingly, Any one could be a Christian Just as easy—don’ t you see? We would count our present blessings Worth more than we really do, And secure more true enjoyment For ourselves and others too. " PLAINWELn. ANTIVOVER. HF— CARE OF THE EUPATORIUM. It is very easy to give woody'stemmed plants like Eupatorium as compact a form as desirable. This is done by pinching in all straggling branches as they put forth, and while yet tender, finishing before bud- ding begins, as with the Chryanthemum. Eupatom‘ums do well in summer set in the Open ground, requiring less care than chrysanthemums, though they enjoy favor- able conditions as well as any plant. The Riparian variety is the one that‘ blOoms in .midwinter, when flowers are most prized; it comes as readily from seed as Ageratum. E. E. Rexford, a well known writer on ,floricultural topics, recommends it as a drooping basket plant, but..I confess that after giving it a trial I can not agree with him, nor does the plant bloomas freely. I make a stocky shrub of it, and let it‘ grow till it gets too“ large, which will be in two or three years. , There are a dozen or more varieties of this class of plants which are natives of the United States; one is boneset, another the white snake-root; but Eupatorz'um glacia- onophyllum is from Chili, as are also the other two greenhouse plants 17).. elegam, blooming in the spring, and E. Salim:- folz‘a, in autumn. I have had hyacinths in bloom since Christmas, beginning with the dainty Roman hyacinths, and now for the larger varieties following. These, with Chinese primroses, begonias and cinerarlas, have brighthened the outlook in a rather sorry looking garden just at this season." I have a plant which has been in blossom since the firstof December: it is Dream Mpg/mun, a native of India, an easily cultivahd {plant very desirable. I have been much interested in the a good, probably he“ 18 a better wife manager » ‘21"; w- . . ur’gv 11-1 1" .4 $35155“; t: s: hue—V 1e 1.. . Mast-.15 glle‘nipk'F’bhrmfi'd‘Afl'ki. ._. g... 'wsehfif‘iii .v’.- .3 «Mme. Law F - .5 4? . THE HOUSEHOLDNA...‘9;". .3}.- , .w- bread-making articles. This winter I have done as never before, set away in the cellar a quart of the sponge from each baking to start the next batch, and have had excellent bread. The sponge was forgotten at one time and a small loaf riser. used, whichanswered the purpose as well. I have madefnew but once since November, and never saw more lively rising sponge or bread, or more sweet and tender. Fax'rox. MRS. I. A. FULLER (DILL). _ . ... AN ABSENT MEMBER COMES ~ AGAIN. ‘ It has been a long time since I last wrote to the HousEHOLD; but I'have been so busy this winter; seemed as if Ihave had scarcely .time to think. ‘ ‘ In my first letter to the HOUSEHOLD, I ‘ said that inorder; to save expense, and to aid us in getting out of debt, 1 have done Without’what a good many would call the necessaries of life, among them being a well and cistern; so I did. Last fall we sold our place and bought another. There are good buildings on' our ‘new place; the house I would not alter very much if we were to build new; the kitchen ' is very handy, with cistern pump and sink close by the stove, and well just outside of the‘ door. Then there are cupboards on two sides, reaching from the ceiling to the floor, one with closing glass doors. I think the kitchen perfection. The dining-room and sitting-room are our main living rooms; the parlor-we will not furnish at present (ecopomy again).- I like our new home very much, and I think we shall be very happy in it. Now any one who has ever ,move'd—and let mesay right here, moving is no - fun—will net think I exaggerated when 1 said I had been very busy. New I want to add my mite to strengthen the side of those who favor blacking stoves. I always keep my stoves polished, and by being careful I can make the cook stove look nice by polishing every other day. Mr. Scotland once said to me that there was no'article of furniture he admired any more than a nicely blacked stove; if he is in the hOuse, he does not hesitate to lend a helping hand at polishing. Stoves look nicer and I think they last longer. ‘ To Bess I would say i have a potato ball started from yeast cakes after directions given in the HOUSEHOLD, and I have used it since last June. ‘ Mason. BONNIE SCOTLAND. 1 --—-——