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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

THE WOMAN OF TO—DA Y.

 

.As you walk the broad highways of culture and
art,
0, sweet, earnest women, of beautiful lives,
In your care of the intellect slight not the heart—
That germ of the old-fashioned mothers and
wives.

The fair fields of progress are lovely, indeed,
With the white robes of women who march on
to fame, _
And the world is as ready to wish them God-
speed
As once it was ready to hiss them to shame.

'Oh, ho! for this era! this age of progression!
Be glad that you live in this wonderful time.
‘From the ruts of old creeds that bred wrong and
oppression
We are marching out into a future sublime.

No more 'midst the sneers of an insolent throng
The woman of talents nust make her gifts
known
Now the world dofl’s its hat as she passes along;
She is courted and sought, like the queen on
her throne.

'The feminine “ doctor,” once rudely assailed
By ridicule's shafts, has attained her true place_

And daintily habited, booted and veiled '
She enters sad homes like a yision of grace.

The pert paragrapher falls flat in his mirth
When he jests of the “ blue-stockings ’ careless
array;
Her exquisite toilets are models for Worth
(Sorosis itself proves my statement today).

The woman who think—in our cities and towns—
‘Are no longer objects of insult or fear;
“ Society ” copies their coiifures and gowns,
And whenever they speak the world pauses to
hear.

Then, ho! for this century!
fashion?
The pathways are crowded to culture and art!
But, alas! for us all, if the warm springs of pas_
sion
Run dry in that time-honored organ, the heart.

Thought is the

In the drama of life, full of pathos and pain,
The scenes call for sympathy, tenderness, fire;
And the women whose hearts have dissolved
into brain ‘
Are not the star actors, who teach and inspire,

We were meant to be creatures of sweetness and
love

Though the highways of knowledge are lofty
and broad, -
I know of fair hilltops that tower above—
The hills of affection that lie close to God.

In your strong, earnest efforts great good to at-
tain,
Oh! earnest-souled women, remember this
truth;
It was love and compassion, not talent and brain
That Buddha and Christ brought the world in
its youth. '

Brave, beautiful army, march onward and pray
For the truest conception of duty and right;
You can haste the dim dawn of a wonderful day
When the fair brow of Justice shall shine with

A day when the sins of your fathers and brothers

By the eyes of the world are regarded the same

As the errors and sins of your sisters and moth-
ers—

When men shall admit there is no sex to shame.

Formed by the same clay, by the same God cre-
ated,
By the same passions stirred, the same temp-
tations vexed,
Why should not our faults by the same rule be
rated?
Why pardon one sinner and sentence the next?

This age is for women l The pathway is clear,
The boulders are gone that obstructed the past

There is much to be hoped for and little to fear,
Your purpose and strength are respected at last

The gates are wide open to knowledge and art;
As you cultivate gardens in intellect‘s soil
Sun the fruit of your brain in the warmth of
your heart .
And the world shall acknowledge the worth

of your toil.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

———.o.———

THE CHILDREN’S TABLE.

 

There is an idea prevalent among a cer-
tain class of mothers—those who care for
their children as animals for their young,
through an instinct which provides food and
shelter, but without that other and better
care which takes thought of future condi-
tions, as results of the present treatment—
that young children, who are moderately
sturdy, can eat anything with impunity.
To this end, the small members of the
family are given any and all articles of
food which find a place upon the table, and
this v1riety is extended by indulgence in
the sweets which children love, candies,
nuts, pop-corn,‘cakes and the like. Sausa-
ges and buckwheat cakes with syrup, and
coffee, are placed before the three year old,
and no one thinks anything about it. At
five years the child probably complains hm
coffee is not strong enough, or wants
“more.” If he begins to exhibit a capri-
cious appetite, the thought is not a reform
in diet, to enable the stomach to regain its
normal tone, buta loving but mistaken care
is exercised to provide some unusual dainty
to tempt to over-indulgence. Health is es-
timated by what is eaten, rather than by
what is digested and assimilated, and a
falling-eff in appetite, instead of being
traced to its cause and treated accordingly,
is made a pretext for indulgence in more
dainty and unhealthful food.

The child’s system, with the vigorous
exercise and activity naturally incident to
its years, can dispose of a good deal of im-
proper food without immediate unfavorable
results. But Nature is the sternest of
creditors; she exacts the full “pound of

When the child hrs grown to maturity,
with experiences en route with sick head-
aches and bilious attacks, the long suifering
stomach will pay no more debts of his
contracting, and so advises him by that
rebellion which we have named dyspepsia.
Then he leads a miserable existence, a
slave to the despot who rules his digestion,
a terror to cooks, a victim to drugs and
doctors, with pessimistic views of life and a
mighty poor opinion of humanity, all be-
cause of his early indulgence in strong
cofiee and tea, fried oysters, doughnuts,
mince pie, and other viands concocted by
cooks for the undoing of humanity.

“ We set better tables, so far as abundance

and variety go. than any other people in the
world; eat more and digest it less com-
fortably than any sister nation. This gen—
eration is beyond help in these particulars.
We must look for the abatement of Ameri-
ican dyspepsia, to the mothers who are
making the constitutions and history of the
coming century.”
It requires a good deal of courage to live
plainly in the midst of such abundance as
we, as a nation, are blessed with. The
articles of food that are luxuries in other
countries, are every—day fare to common
laborers in the United States. The Eng-
lish laborer, especially in the agricultural
districts, think himself fortunate it” he tastes
meat once a week; the ”Germans have their
black bread and vegetable soups; the
French peasantry live plainly and what we
would call poorly; but meat three times a
day, the finest of white flour, and cakes
and puddings, are the every day fare of the
correSponding class in our coun‘ry. We
are apt to point to this as an emblem of
our prOSperity and greatness as a nation.
Yet the children whose diet is oatmeal,
black bread, and vegetables, with no dain-
ties, excel in strength, health and longevity,
those who have what we are pleased to call
greater advantages. We have, certainly,
greater opportunities than any other nation,
and what we might accomplish if we but
lived up to our privileges, and at the same
time modeled our table at least, upon
Spartan simplicity, putting brain and
stomach in unison, as it were, who can
tell.

There is ‘no more perfect food for chil-
dren than milk. Oatmeal and milk, bread
and milk, milk to drink, instead of tea or
coffee, ought to be the principal livingof the
little ones. An American mother would
indignantly declare her children were

“abused” if their diet was as simple as the
nursery table in the home of an English

 

 

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flesh” for every violation of her laws.

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meat and rice puddings or fruit for dessert
are the rule. Yet English women are
healthy, rosy and athletic.

Let any person, young or old, succumb
to a sick headache or a bilious attack,
which is only one condition of indigestion,
and the first thought of those interested in
the patient’s welfare is “ Now what can we
fix up that you can eat?" That is, when
the stomach has “ gone out on strike,” in
indignation at our unfair treatment of it,
we insist it shall not be allowed to recuperate,
but increase the task it has already refused
to perform.

To an inquiry as to the health of a
little daughter of a physician, who had
been very frail and delicate from her birth,
the father, made answer: “ She grows
stronger and more robust; we think her im-
provement is largely due to our strictness
in the matter of diet. Sometimes she over-
eats and gets sick; then she goes without
eating for two or three days, and is all
right again.” I have often thought since
that a little wholesome starvation is not
such a bad thing after all. BEATRIX.

____..._

EASY HOUSECLEANING.

 

We have just finished cleaning the kitchen
described in the HOUSEHOLD of Jan. 17th.
The room is finished in butternut and
varnished, consequently a soft cloth and
lukewarm water was used in cleaning wood-
work. The shelves are whitewood and
painted a peach-blow color; the floor is
maple and oiled. The woman and myself
were one-half day cleaning kitchen and
pantry combined, and we did it with case.
With our old kitchen and pantry we would
take one-half day for each; never both in one
day, as when one was finished we were too
tired to attack the other. To begin with,
every thing had to be taken out of the
pantry, shelves included, scoured, and
sides whitewashed. When that was done
I felt more like going to bed than anything
else, but of course everything must be
washed or wiped off and replaced before
dinner. It was always the hardest room
in the house to clean and the one most
dreaded, and we invariably had a one
o’clock dinner that day. With the present
arrangement l commence at the top shelf,
set the things on the next below; when
wiped and the shelf washed, they are re-
placed, hence things are never in a con
fused mass as in the former case. I asked
the woman, when we got through, which
she had rather clean, this or the old fash-
ioned pantry. “This,” she said emphati-
cally, “it was not as dirty; besides,- the
kitchen and pantry are now both cleaned.”
She said she had helped clean a good many,
and never saw one yet that was not a catch-
all for everything unsightly. We cleaned
our china closet and dining-room the day
before. I have a cortacine carpet on the
floor, and wipe off the samoas the kitchen,
Mondays, Wednesdays and Saturdays, and
if your lumber is well seasoned, and doors
fitted properly, you will not be troubled to
wipe dust or anything else from your china
unless you only have company twice a
year, spring and fall. Of course a child ten
years old would know the doors should be
shut before sweeping. I did not cry sour

 

grapes, but said “‘Every one to their
notion’, as the old lady said when she
kissed her cow.” My little girl said to me
this winter, “ Ma, you don’t have to warm
your dishes; the doctor’s folks do when it’s
cold.” Another advantage claimed for the
china closet.

I did the work the past winter fora family
of eight, with the exception of what an
aunt 78 years old could help me. When I
told my husband my intention of doing
my work alone he Opposed it, saying it
would confine me too much at home, I
would make myself sick, etc. When I
weigh 90 pounds he says he is afraid of
me, and Itipped the beam at 96 pounds
before spring. I would like to say to the
ladies who have mide new rag carpe‘s to
put on their dining-room floors, sell them
for some one’s. sitting-room and buy a
linoleum, or cortacine, which is the same I
think, only the former is not as heavy and
comes cheaper. Mine is the latter, costing
one dollar a square yard. The body of the
carpet is ground cork and linseed oil. If
you will do this, my word for it you will
look younger at the end of another year
than you do now. I had some pictures
taken a short time ago and sent some east
to my friends; they wrote back I was
growing younger looking, and I attribute it
to my dining room carpet. When the men
came in to their'meals I used to look at
their boots, to see the loads of mud they
were bringing in, new I don’t give it a
thought. M. E. F.

GALESBURG.
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A GLIMPSE OF DETROIT.

 

Having left our own Michigan for a visit
to friends and relatives in my own native
State, New York, 1 would like to- send
greeting to the HOUSEHOLD friends. The
HOUSEHOLD seems like a member of the
family that has been left behind; have
missed it this week.

While visiting places of interest in De-
troit, I passed the ofiize of the MICHIGA):
FARMER, and how I did want to step in
and have a chat with our Editor! I re-
membered that she must be very busy,
and being a small woman the fear of being
tucked in one corner of that “ waste bas-
ket,” made me hesitate. The temptation
being too great to be resisted, however, I
mustered courage and followed the friend
who was with me, up the stairs. My dis-
appointment exceeded even my timidity on
being informed that the Editor was not in.

Detroit is indeed a beautiful city; I was
charmed with the absence of the usual
monotony of straight streets and square
buildings. Grand Circus Park seems like a
delightful retreat from the heat and dust of
the city. The only drawback to a full en-
joyment of it, seems to be suggested by the
placards, “Keep off the grass.” How
glad I am that in the country we need not
feel that the green grass is merely to look
at, not touch. .

I will not attempt to describe the
Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Monument, or the
line view from the top of the City Hall, but

will leave it for some one better able to do
them justice. I was disappointed in not
reaching the new bridge at Niagara Falls
in daylight, but hope to do so on mysreItuBrn.

 

THE OLD FOLKS.

 

I will venture the assertion that Will
Carlton’s simple ballad, “ Over the Hills
to the Poorhouse,” has drawn more tears
to the eyes of the old men and women, the
grandfathers and grand mothers of our
State, than any other poem in our mother
tongue.
phrase it tells the story of the ingratitude
of children, on whom have been lavished-

the love and care and thought of a life»,

time, because its story is lived in prose all
about us, and though many of those whose-
tears fall do not see before them the poor-
house as the refuge of their old age, their
hearts have been cruelly wounded by the
neglect, the indifference, and nnkindness
of those who owe them a debt only to be
paid with kind solic'itude and 10ving care.

There is no sight in all the world so sad.
as to see families at vari ince, children are
rayed against parents. brother against
sister, husband against wife. The rela-
tionship of the family should be the closest,
the dearest, the tenderest, in life. As the-
children grow up in the home, love for their-
parents and each other should keep. pace
with their increase in stature. But does it?’
The feuds in civilized families, among.
those calling themselves Christians, are so-
bitter that sometimes a son passes the
mother who bore him as indifferently as if
she were a stranger, the father’s eyes hold;
no recognition for his daughter, whose»
baby arms have so often and so tenderly
clasped him, and children of one mother
fight and quarrel in a fashion that would
disgrace respectable cats and dogs. But
the cruelest of all is to see the aged parents.
thrust out of, or made unwelcome in the
homes they founded in their youth. Be-
ginning with little, by toil and economy
they gathered comforts, thinking in their
age to enjoy the fruits of present self de-
nial, with many a loving ambition for the
education of their offspring, many a sacri‘
flee to save for their sakes, to make their
beginning in life more easy and comfortable.
Such action brings its sweet rewa‘d wiihz
it, for the measure of our love for others is
what we are willing to do for their sakes,
but how is it returned? The father says,
“My boys will take care of me when I
need it,” as he gives one after another “a
start,” and wears the old.clothes a little
longer, and works a little later to make up
the debt.

But the young folks are not content with
“a start;” they see great possibilities if
they can only “ manage” the paternal
property. “ The old man” is made to feel
that. he is old and slow; his wisdom is
scorned, his cautions unheeded. He is
urged to give up the responsibility and let
the boys assume it, his years and infirmi-
ties are urged, he is promised an easy time,
and remembering how he has depended
upon his sturdy sons, thinking, as he toiled
for them, how by and by they would work
for him, he gives them control.

He is a wise man who keeps in his own.
name his title deeds. Witness the many
times a surrender of these causes him to
become the most unimportant personage in
the household, considered aburden, with
the thought expressed in actions “ What

 

can an old man do but die?” Who of us.

Why? Because in its homely ‘

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cannot recall some such instance, where the
father, to gratify the sons, to keep them
with him. or trusting to their fair promises,
has at last found himself looked upon as an
incumbrance upon the property. only
tolerated in the home he once presided over
and which owes its being to his life’s toil!

It was only last week that the papers chron-
icled the story of an old couple thrust out
at an advanced age, long past the three
score years and ten alloted to man, and
campelled to seek refuge with other and
more distant relatives, because their chil-
dren, though amply able, refused to pro-
vide them a home. Once they had money,
and all the friends that prosperity brings,
and then their children were cherished
and helped. But with the wealth went also
the love and gratitude of their children,
who were anxious to get rid of the burden
of their support. And this is paralleled by
another instance occurring in our State
some little time ago, where the aged father
of sons in comfortable circumstances had
made his home with one of them who lived
in a western State. But even the bread the
old man ate was grudged him by his in—
grate son and his wife, who at last bought
him a ticket to a town in the interior of this
State, where another son lived, and sent
him half way across the continent, with a
few shillings for meals by the way. At
his journey's end he found himself penni-
less as well as heart-broken, and by the
kindness of his fellow passengers was sent
in a carriage to his son’s house, several
miles out of town. We might picture the
tender greeting a son should give his old,
white~haired father, whom he had not seen
for years; with what assiduity he would
look to his comfort. But this son was not
“that kind.” He did not even go out to
see his father, but ordered the driver to
take him back to town again; he would not
open his door to him, but sent him away
hungry and penniless, and strangers in the
city provided him shelter and food, and a
“ soulsless corporation ” furnished him free
transportation back to the home in the
west from which he came.

Some one has said: “G-satitude is an
Alpine flower, which blossoms only in lofty
altitudes.” That is true. It is a noble
nature whiCh retains the memory of past
favors, and evinces a disposition to return
them, ifnot in kind, in what is often more
grateful to the recipient, affection and ten-
derness. But the mind that is tuned to
the chord of self cares for others in propor-
tion to the benefits they can bestow, and
when no longer useful, casts them off like
a worn-out garment. But with the grati-
tude due to parents for all the care and
nurture of infancy's helpless years, is
mingled a deeper obligation, that of duty.
“My mother’s my mother. all my life,”
was the only answer the little Irish lal gave
to those who entreated him to leave the
drunken, besotted woman who Spent all his
earnings for whiskey, and pawned every-
thing he provided for their poor home for
more. “ My mother’s my mother!” What
nobility, what strength of purpose and
courage, what fidelity, the boy’s words con-
vey! “My mother’s my mother, and so,
whatever her faults or vices, no matter how
ungrateful the task, or how discouraging,

 

I will stand by her, and provide for her,
and be faithful to my obligation as her son I”
Let those who are in haste to step into the
eld folks’ place, and enjoy the fruits of
their toil and self-denial, take thought lest
in their own old age their children make
them know “how sharper than a serpent’s
tooth it is to have a thankless child.”
He who is unkind and ungrateful to his
father andgnother, may justly expect to re-
ceive the measure he has given them.
BEATRIX.

HOW TO MIX. COLORS FOR PAINT-
' ING.

 

Alice M. Crockett, in the N. 12'. Farmer,
gives some directions for mixing prints for
decorative painting which we reproduce,
believing them of value to the many
amateur artists who read the HOUSEHOLD,

The first step in the use of colors is to
become acquainted with'their names, prop-
erties and combinations. Some pupils
learn color very easily, having a good eye
for it, while others are troubled very much
to know what to use to get desired shades-
One of the greatest mistakes which begin-
ners make, is in mixing tints, sometimes
getting them too crude, especially in the
shades of green. Many know that blue
and yellow make green, but they proceed to
use this combination without any other ad-
dition, which is wrong, as this green needs
one or more colors added to give what artists
term “quality,” that is, toning them down,
so they will not be so bright, but more like
nature’s lovely green. To study nature,
and try to produce her colors, 'will be the
best guide that can be had. There are
three shades of zinnobar green, light,
medium and deep, but the light is the one
used most, and is preferable to the others.
This green with white, black, raw umber,
burnt sienna and light cadmium will make
almost any shade that is commonly used.
Black and deep chromo yellow will give a
good dark green; Antwerp blue and yellow
ochre mixed, makes a good foundation for
green, qualified with the other colors men-
tioned; vermillion is often used in light
green, and crimson lake in some of the
darker shades. Emerald green is a color
never used alone, but is sometimes useful
to mix with others, as in the bluegreen
leaves of the carnation pink, and to make
a shade of gray; by combining it with
crimson lake, yellow ochre and white. This
gray is often used to shade pink flowers.

It is an excellent practice for a beginner
to try mixing different colors, trying to
match the shades of flowers and leaves.
White flowers are painted with gray, for
the general tone, and the lights and shadows
put in while the whole is wet. For this
gray use white, yellow ochre, cobalt, light
red and a little black, adding more of the
darker colors and less of white in the
shadows. A white flower is never so white
butalittle of some yellow is used in the
lights; some are a cream-white, others a
greenish shade, and sometimes they are
tinted a little pink.

Pink flowers often trouble the amateur.
and they are apt to get the shade too pur-
ple in tone. This maybe overcome by add-
ing yellow to the pink, made by mixing

 

madder lake and white; janne brilliant is
best for this, but yellow ochre Naples yel-
low may be used. There are several
shades of red flowers. For scarlet ones use
vermillion, crimson lake, with a little white
in the light and black in the shadows. For
the darker red flowers use more crimson
lake and less of vermillion, and when the
flower is dry, if you wish it very bright,
glaze with madder lake. This is done by
mixing a little of the madder lake with
linseed oil and rubbing it over the flower.
If the lights are too dark add a little white
and retouch them. This is the best mode
of painting bright crimson flowers.

Purple flowers may be painted with
crimson lake, cobalt blue, white and black;
make it the desired shade by adding more
or less of the crimson or blue. Mauve is
sometimes used in place of the other colors,
and it is a beautiful shade, but too bright to
use alone, and should be qualified with
black and white. Our blue flowers are-
mostly of apurple tone, and are painted:
with permanent blue, white madder lake,
shade with raw umber and black.

For yellow flowers use the different
shades of cadmium (or chrome yellow)
white, and shade with raw umber, burnt-
sienna, and black , according to the shade
of the flowers desired. All flowers are
shaded more or less with gray, and not a
darker shade of the same color, and in alt
lights white is added.

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BABY DRESSES.

 

Pretty baby dresses for the two years old
baby may be crocheted of cotton or linen
thread in the so-called antique lace pattern.
They have a flounce, also collar and cuffs
of the same crochet lace. Any delicate
colored satteeu will be pretty to line them
with. Ornament with a few bows to match
the lining.

A new style of “Mother Hubbard.">
dress may also be made with yoke sleeves
and flounces of this lace, with the body of
the dress made of two widths of dotted
mull. This dainty little affair has a sash:
of the lace lined with the mull. The yoke
and sleeves are also lined with mull, anti
the bottom of the flounce just comes to the.
bottom of the skirt.

The open work and embroidered scrim
for aprons should be made up “ crossways
of the cloth,” being very much prettier-

To make toilet cushion cover and mats,»
get one-half yard cream-colored brocade
satin, one-eighth yard crimson velvet, cut:
bias; embroidery silks; four yards silk lace;
three inches wide. Cut two squares off
seven inches each for the mats, then a,
piece eleven inches one way and seven
inches the other for the cushion cover.
Sew the velvet across one corner of each
with fancy point russe stitches. Embroider
a spray of. lilies of the valley upon the
velvet. Sew the lace on, fulling slightly at
the corners. Then cover the joining with
fancy stitching with floss.

FOREST Lone]. MILL MIMIE.

 

[Cannot Mill Mimie give us directions
for the crocheted lace used for the baby
dresses? We think they would be accept.
able to many HOUSEHOLD readers]

 


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THE HOUSEHOLD.

 

 

SCRAPS.

 

I AM a little distrustful of A. L. L.’s
rhapsodies over spring housecleaning in
“the HOUSEHOLD of May 16th. I’ve been
doing a little work of that kind myself
lately, and did not find it so delightful.
Pro‘iably it was due to an individual
idiosyncrasy, and not the fault of the house-
cleaning. Her fable teaches agood moral,
'though, for she would have us make the
best of even our greatest discomforts. And
“ it does he at everything ” to see how our
trials lessen, our troubles vanish, when we
once make up our minds to conquer them,
rather than to let them conquer us, to bear
them with the best grace we may, instead
of giving way to repining and grumbling.
So much depends upon the spirit in which
we meet difficulties. Most of us k row peo—

"ple who make themselves very unpleasant
"if anything occurs to upset their individual
' plans, or if they must do something con-
trary to their individual inclinations. But
‘ whata very uncomfortableworld it would
-' be, if each only chose the path most pleas-
‘mnt to his own feet? Let us take A. L. L.’s
moral home to our hearts, and attack our
work, even its most disagreeable parts,
with cheerful hearts and pleasant faces; we
can by so doing make life far more blessed
to ourselves, through the discipline; and
any who has ever tried to live comfortably
"with a person who persists in looking “on
“the dark side” and puts on martyr airs over
aher work, will agree that we can thus
lmake existence much brighter for others.
\We make ourselves selfish egotists by al-
ways talking of our troubles, and demand-
ing sympathy in them. We overlook the
greater troubles of others in making
mountains of our own. The woman who
gets up thinking and saying, “Oh dear, I’ve
got such a big day’s work to do that I know-
1 never shall get through it; so many things
to do that I don’t know what to do first,
andI know the baby ’11 be cross and I
should not wonder if I have company,” and
so on through a long list Of possible an-
noyances, has laid an excellent foundation
for a miserably unhappy day, and made all
who listen to her complaints uncomfortable.

We are too apt to look on our discomforts

is if we were the centre of the universe,

md everything revolved around us. Some—

.imes, when I walk through our crowded

streets, looking into hundreds of strange

faces, Ithink what an infinitesimal atom
in the great world a single individual must
be. So many, many people in the world;
so few who mean anything to us in our in-
dividual existence. Surely the few who come
wthin the orbit of our own lives, should be
made better and happier by the contact.

 

THERE is one weakness of humanity
which always seems very despicable to me.
It is that meanness of spirit which leads to
what we call “toadying,” the paying def-
erence to a person’s position or wealth,
with no reference to worth, the feeling
which makes us elated by a few amiably
condescending words. or sends us onward,
proud and pleased, at a recognition from
some person whose place or money makes
him courted. It seems as if this feeling

sometimes; thus I heard a lady remark that
her servant girl had “worked for Mrs.

Senator ,” with an-air as if the fact
somehow conferred a reflex glory on herself

as present employer. If not the rose, she
had at least been near that flower; if the

lady had not the honor of the acquaintance

of “Mrs. Senator ,” at least a mem-
ber of her family, if only a servant, had re-
ceived orders concerning beefsteak and

mutton chops from those aristocratic lips-

This servile spirit is often manifested by
claiming acquaintance with people we only
know by sight, because they are rich and
influential, and we hope thereby to enhance
our friends’ estimation of us. The homely
proverb “Let every tub stand on its own ‘
bottom,” which I take to mean " Let every

man be judged by his own character,” is a
good rule to live by. BEATEIX.

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HOUSEHOLD HINTS.

 

 

 

A BARREL that has been used for beef
cannot be made fit for keeping pork any
length of time. But, on the other hand, an
old pork barrel is the very best package for
keeping beef.

 

POWDERED alum used as snuff will stop
bleeding at the nose. Equal parts of gly-
cerine and yolk of egg alleviates the pain
of burns, and damp soda bound on the in-
jured part is also a most excellent remedy.

 

LUSTRO is excellent to remove stains
from silver or nickel. A flannel rag moist-
ened in alcohol or ammonia and then
dipped in whiting, applied with a little
“elbow grease,” puts a fine polish on the
silver. Whiting and ammonia, one or
both, are better than soap to clean paint.

A CORRESPONDENT of the Southern
Cultivator asserts that it is the sugar used
in canning fruit which 0 {uses it to spoil or
ferment. Her plan is to use no sugar, and
when she desires to use the fruit she turns
the contents of the can into a dish, adds
the sugar and allows it to stand several
hours before serving. Nearly all sugar is
adulterated, and the adulterations induce
fermentation.

 

THE N. E. Farmer says: “Freshening
salmon and mackerel in sour milk makes it
very much nicer than when Soaked out in
water: also dried fish and salted trout. Soak
in enough milk to cover the fish, let it stand
twenty-four hours in the milk, then wash
in pure Water till the milk is all out, and it
is a great improvement and can be broiled,
fried or boiled to suit .the taste, and it pays
well for the trouble in freshening it.”

 

IF you have an old basket out of which
you can cut a. perfect half, a very pretty

in this fashion.

material.

wall-basket or pocket may be made from it
Get a piece of board larger
than your basket, bevel the edge, and cow-r
with plush, canton flannel, or any such
Cut or saw the basket in half,
leaving the handle on; bind the cut edge
with leather and with brass staples fasten
the basket firmly to the centre of the board;
let the handle come against the board, and

or gild the basket, according to the use to
which it is to be put, and add bows of ribbon
“ wherever they will do the most good.”‘

 

IF a feather bed has been in use some
years without being renovated, put it-
on the grass where the rain pours heavily,
and let it become thoroughly wetted.
Then turn on the other-side. When the-
sun shines brightly it will dry quickly. Let
it lie out several days, bringing it in at
night to keep it from the dews. When:
perfectly dry hang it on a strong line and
beat it as you would a carpet, until all the
dust is out of it, and you will have a clean,
sweet bed, as well repaired as if the feathers
had been run through a machine with a
steaming apparatus attached.
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THE HOUSEHOLD Editor is always glad
to welcome any of the HOUSEHOLD readers
or contributors at the FARMER ofiice. Her
room is now easily accessible, the “sky
parlor ” having been abandoned for quarters
on the second floor of the old Tribune
building, now known as the Butterfield
Buildings, directly in the rear of the post-
ofiice. Neither the Editor nor the waste
basket are at all formidable; and she will be
pleased to have those who visit the city on-
business or pleasure this summer, call up( In

her.
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Contributed Recipes.

 

PRESERVE PUFEs.—Roll out puff-paste very

thin; out into round pieces, and lay jam. on

each; fold over the paste; wet the edges with

the white of egg and close them. Lay them

on a baking sheet and bake fifteen minutes;

ice them.

ORANGE SHORTCAKE.—-One quart flour;

three tablespoonfuls butter or lard; two

tablespoonfuls baking powder; wet with wa-

ter or milk into a soft dough; bake: split

open and butter; then lay sliced oranges be-

tween and on top; sift plenty of sugar over.

MOCK MINCE PIE.—-—Twelve crackers rolled
fine; one cup ‘not water; half cup vinegar;
one cup molasses; one cup sugar; one cup of
currants; two cups raisins; a little sliced cit-
ron; half cup brandy: tablespoont‘ul cinna-
mon; clover, mace, small cup butter. This
makes four pies. Very nice.

LEMON PIE.—Y01ks of four eggs; one cof-
fecup boiling water; one coffeecup of
sugar; three tablespoonfuls of corn-
starch: tablespoonful butter; one lemon.
Stir the cornstarch into the boiling water un-
til it thickens; rub the egg and sugar to a
cream; add the butter, then the juice and
pulp of the lemon. Bake with one crust:
beat the whites to a froth; sweeten and pile
on the pie after it is baked, and return to the
oven. Brown slightly.

ICE-Casan—One quart rich milk; one cot-
feecupful powdered sugar; three eggs. Beat
eggs with an egg-beater until in a foam: mix
thoroughly with the sugar; stir into the boil-
imr milk: let it thicken slightly, not curdle.
Flavor when cold. Reliable.

ICE-CREAM. —’I‘en quarts milk—half cream;
three pounds twelve ounces powdered sugar;
one package Cox's gelatine, dissolved in
boiling water; mix cold; freeze after flavor-
ing. Delicious and easily made.

Fro SAUCE.-—Figs are nice for dessert
stewed slowly until soft. Allow two ounces
loaf sugar to apound of figs; cook two hours;
add a glass of port wine or sherry, a little
lemon juice, almond meats or orange peel.

 

 

took very comical modes of expressiOn

tie a ribbon bow at the top. Stain, paint

BATTLE CREEK. Evnnonnntl.

 

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