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DETROIT, AUGUST 15, 1887.

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-“Supplement.

 

. THE CHILDREN.

‘Through the day when the children are ”round
me,
So full of their laughter and play,
'I, busy and careworn, oft wonder
How they can be always so gay,—
While [long for rest, they care only
To frolic and romp all the day.

They weary me so with their chatter,
Their constant demands and their noise;
They leave muddy tracks on the carpet,
And litter the room with their toys;
‘Till at times, from a heart that’s o’erburdened.
Harsh words will slip out to my boys.

But at night, when so softly they’re sleeping,
Cuddled down in each snug little bed,

With busy hands safe from all mischief,
And quiet each restless young head,

With a look of such peace on their features,
As if nev‘cr atear they had shed,

As I gaze on the dear, rc sy faces.

L’ So sweet in their innocent sleep,

I pardon, unaske‘l, all their mischief,
Nor thought of their naughtiness keep,

For my heart overﬂows in the silence
With love that is tender and deep.

How small seem the triﬂes that vexed me!
How could they have power to annoy?

And gently I fold their worn garments,
And pick up each battered Old toy,

While I think Of the homes where no children
Repay every care with a joy.

Sad homes where their merry young voices
No longer the glad echoes start,

‘TO fall like the sweetest of music,
On a fond mother’s beating heart,

Whose dear ones too soundly are sleeping
From her sheltering arms apart.

0 mothers! like me, who are weary,
And often too hastily chide;

Keep not your fond words for the sleepers,
Nor wait till the darkness shall hide

The love welling up from the heart spring,
When kneeling your darlings beside.

'Let us give of our best in the day—time,—
Let mother-love brighten and bless
The pathway our dear ones must travel,
Too soon will life’s burdens oppress;
Let theirs be the joy to remember
Mother’s smile and her tender caress.
—J}[. E. Back, in Good Housekeeping.

M‘—

A WOMAN’S IDEAL.

 

A. L. L. implies, in a late letter, that our
HOUSEHOLD is too quiet and monotonous;
that each writer “ says her say,” is accord-
ed a respectful hearing, and allowed to re-
tire without having to couch a lance in
defense of her opinions. It is plain to be
seen that like the tailor at Donnybrook
fair who was “ blue-moulded for want of a
batin’,” our A. L. L. is “spoiling for a
ﬁght,” but is magnanimous enough not to
care whether it is her own head or “the
other feller’s” that gets broken. But Iam

for our HOUSEHOLD Donna Quixote;
mine is the motto of the great general,
“Let us have peace.”

Still, though it is too hot to stir up much
of even a wordy war, I had not thought the
girls would let Outis’ letter entitled “A
Man’s Ideal,” in the issue of June 13, pass
without challenge. There is such a good
opportunity, you see, to turn the 'tables
upon him, and ask what accomplishments
he possesses as a model husband to occupy
the “model home” he is prepared to es-
tablish when he ﬁnds

" T‘he perfect woman, nobly planned.
To warn, to comfort, to command."

Outis wants a wife who can converse in-
telligently with him; will he then promise
and vow that he will not withdraw behind
his newspaper, like a turtle into its shell, or
snore an allegretto accompaniment from
the lounge, to her sage reflections upon
public opinions of an evening? Will he be
as ready to be entertained as she to enter-
tain? Will he never grumble over that
plain cooking which seems so desirable in
anticipation; nor remind her how super-
excellent were his mother’s pies and ginger-
bread? Will he remember to say a few ap-
preciative words of some well-cooked dish,
or carefully served meal, by way of recom-
pense to the One who prepared it on purpose
to please him? If she gives up her own
wishes to go to the theatre with him, will
he be equally obliging in the matter of
taking her where she wants to go and he
don’t?

It is easy enough for a man to tell what
good qualities the woman should possess,
whom he would like to call by the sacred
name of wife; the next question is, is he by
nature and disposition calculated to draw
forth those qualities, to value them at their
worth, and make a corresponding return in
kind? For 1 hold reciprocity is exactly as
necessary between husband and wife as be-
tween nations or states; you can’t have
free trade on one hand and high tariff on
the other.

I should like to give my idea of a model
husband, to place beside Outis’s ideal model
wife, and I think I may venture. I should
wish, ﬁrst and foremost of all, to know that
my “Admirable Crichton ” loved me more
and better than anything else in the world,
with a love not founded on passion, nor
biased by beauty or any perishable qualities
Of person; and to feel that I held for him
the same deep, constant, never-faltering
love. If we consider what special vistas
or good qualities are needed on the
woman’s side in a marriage, we do not ﬁnd

 

oo prudent to offer myself as an antagonist

them to be virtues which the woman only

 

should possess. There is no sex to the
virtues. Patience, forbearance, good-
temper, economy, chastity, unselﬁshness,
are all expected of the woman. But should
not the husband also possess them? More
is expected of the woman, but has this ex-
pectancy any legitimate grounds for its
existence? There is a great deal said about
educating our daughters to be good wives;
but not half enough about preparing our
sons to be good husbands. I think a
woman hasa right to demand that the past
life of her husband shall be as morally pure
as he demands hers shall be; it is a false
social standard that condones in a man
offenses against morality unforgivable in a
woman.

One should not expect a perfect man;
they don’t make them nowdays, but his
fauits must be noble ones, not mean ones,
and all his nature calculated to hold my
respect and that of his associates. 1 would
rather he were honest than rich, but love
life’s reﬁnements enough to expect a com-
fortable home. No man has any right to
marry unless he can look forward to a com-
fortable support for wife and family. N o
woman, unless one ‘of the meek-as-Moses
class—who don’t count for much in the
world anyhow—loves to be tyrannized over;
yet she does love to feel that the man’s
nature is the stronger, and that she
may rely upon her husband, not in the
sense of submission to him, but feeling so
secure in his loving care of ’her, that she
knows all his plans and projects are built
with faithful thought Of her, and her com-
fort and happiness. Ican conceive of no
more charming picture of domestic happiness
than a warm ﬁre, a bright lamp, a new book
or magazine, and two who are truly one to
enjoy them; so my ideal must possess liter-
ary taste and appreciation. He might
smoke like Mt. -Etna, an’ he liked it, but
“no kicking allowed” if I choose to chew
gum.

I should not listen patiently to criticisms
on the “artiﬁcial” part of the feminine
make-up, unless he discarded all aids to
compass a manly, Square—shouldered ﬁgure,
and dispensed with the buckram and pad-
ding which transform a tlatchestel dude
into an athlete. There is just as much
sham about the masculine get—up as the
feminine. And if he railed at feminine
bustles and bangs and corsets, I would re-
mind him of the triple linen breastplate, as

-impervious as boiler iron, which protects

his manly breast, and of his sandpapered
head whereon a ﬂy would slip up and
break its neck, and of the silk section of a

 

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the eyes nor a shade to the face. and has
no more purpose in its being than a woman’s
Paris bonnet; and I think he’d not bother
about my bangs. But, being a sensible 1n-
dividual, he would probably reﬂect that the
woman who follows the prevailing modes-
to a moderate degree, is not half so con-
spicuous as she who ignores them.

The man who can trust a woman with
the honor of his name, and the character
and moral training of his children, yet can—
not‘ trust her to Spend ﬁve dollars without
accounting for it, is one totally incompati-
ble with my ideal. I am fastidious; I
should wish said ideal to be as neat in his
own person and attire as he expected me
to be; and to pay all those courteous atten-
. tions to his wife, which found him favor in
my eyes before marriage. I should expect
him to lift his hat when he left me on the
street, to open a door and wait for me to
precede him, to help me into a carriage
without waiting for me to climb in unaided;
-—-in shOrt, at home or in public, the man-
mers and good-breeding of a gentleman.

BEATRIX.

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THIS, THAT, AND THE OTHER.

 

An agent from Bragg’s nursery highly re-
commends this method of planting straw-
berries: Take a tamarack pole three inches
or more in diameter; after peeling oﬂf the
bark, place in the ground even with the
surface, then with a hoe draw the dirt from
each side covering the pole four or ﬁve
inches deep, then plant the vines on this
ridge, ﬁlling between the rows with marsh
hay. Set 25 plants to a twelve foot pole.
Planted in this way he says the strawberry
bed will last for years, without any cultiva-
tion whatever. He also advises planting
in October after the ﬁrst frosts; then the
plants are ready for winter. The pole keeps
the roots moist, the hay keeps out the
weeds.

I thought to have a crack at the nut, but
as the Editor and Old School Teacher have
cracked it and extracted the meat to my en-
tire satisfaction, I will say that the ques-
tion that is agitating the minds of this com-
munity at present, is not “What shall we
do with our money, but when, oh when,
will it rain, and what will we do for corn
and potatoes?” Twenty-ﬁve years ago to-
day (Aug. 5th) after a severe drought, we
had the hardest wind ever known in this
part of the State, acres of standing timber
were laid low, where today are parched and
barren ﬁelds, without a vestige of any
thing green. And yet a friend brought me
a box of beautiful ﬂowers; among them were
nine distinct shades of gladiolus, and as
many geraniums, roses, and many more.

I ﬁnd I can have soft water for washing
dishes by keeping a crock ﬁlled with ashes
and water. After ﬁlling the reservoir with
hard water, I put in a small quantity of the
clear lye, all the impurities sink to the bot-
tom, leaving the water clear as crystal,
much nicer than old rainwater.

I have tried all the sure cures for ants,
and ﬁnd none so sure as corrosive sublimate
in alcohol applied with a feather to the
cracks and crevices of the ﬂoor, around the
bottom of the sugarbox, on the legs of the
safe and so on. Mine are the little red
ants, which visit me every summer and

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insist on taking possession of the house.
This must be renewed once in two or three
weeks, for the strength evaporates.

We have just buried an old and faithful
servant. She came to us at the age of six
years; twenty-six years she has been with
us, always doing her work willingly and
well, asking or receiving no recompense,
except kind treatment and her board and
shoes, one of which now hangs on the wall
as a memento of long years of usefulness.
We dropped a tear to her memory and left
her to rest in peace. Poor old Gray Nell!

BESS.

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INSANE WOMEN.

I have seen somewhere in print a state-
ment of the percentage of insane women in
our asylums, arranged upon their employ-
ment as a basis. I do not remember the
ﬁgures given and have not the authority at
hand, but recollect thinking that the per-
centage classed as farmers’ wives, while
not unduly out of proportion to those in
other avoeations, was yet larger than it
should be, considering the greatly lauded
advantages of country life. I might stop
right here, and inquire whether a country
life is so extremely healthful as it is gen-
erally considered to be. So far as my ob-
servation goes—though it may be heresy to
say it, inafarmers’ paperparticularly-I am
doubtful whether "country living ” is
what it is cracked up ' to be. The unsani-
tary conditions that l have known to per-
vail around some farm homes were terrible.
To save time and steps barnyard and pig-
pen were located where every breeze bore
bad smells to the house, the well was too
near the barnyard and the privy vault, and
the swill-barrel the odorous adjunct of the
back door. How many farmers have gar-
dens or small fruit “patches?” How many
live on potatoes as the principal vegetable
and_the “ measley hog” as the chief meat?
The truth is, farmers do not half live up to
their privileges. They might have the best
of everything, so far as good living is con-
cerned, but the eggs and butter go to “the
store,” with the best of everything else the
farm raises, and the family live on what is
left. But this takes me along way from
my subject.

It is said that it is the monotonous routine
of farm work which drives women to the
insane asylum., This may be true, and if
so, it is easy to see that the remedy lies
close at home. It is the woman’s fault——
and that of her husband, who should not
allow such constant devotion to work—if
she fails to avail herself of every opportu-
nity for rest and recreation and change.
Women often boast of staying at home, as
if it were evidence of their devotion to their
families. Have you never heard a neighbor
say: “It is three weeks since I have been
out of the house,” or “ I haven’t been down
town in a month,” challenging commenda-
tion for the fact? I have; and so far from
approving, have felt like expressing very
adverse sentiments. it is enough to makea
well person sick to be shut up in the house
for three week at a stretch, with mind
centered on household cares, and body
without outdoor exercise. (I know the
housekeeper gets exercise enough, but ex-

 

ercise in the open air is one thing and

HOUSEHOLD.

exercise in a hot kitchen is another.)
Moreover, it is enough to make a sane per-
son crazy to belong to a voluntary “ Shut-
in Society,” with nothing to interest but
the constant problem, what shall we have
for the next meal? One’s worries get all
out of proportion to the mercies, in her es—
timation, for nothing makes our troubles so
great as always keeping them before us.

if a person begins to show symptoms of
being morbid and of that melancholia
which is nearly always a preliminary in-
dication of disordered intellect, the best
medicine is change of air and scene. The
mind should be relieved of its cares, the
body have gentle out-door exercise, the
thoughts be diverted into new channels by
cheerful society. Neglect often brings sad.
results. I knew such a bright pretty girl,
only twenty-three, an only daughter, but
who, obliged to give up her chosen work
on account of ill health, was allowed to act
on her inclinations and remain closely at
home, as she declined every invitation to
go out. At last the doctor was summoned
and great was the grief of the parents to
learn that the melancholy mania had become
so ﬁrmly settled that it was doubtful if help-
could be afforded. There was a brief time
of medical treatment, and then the broken-
hearted parents took the poor girl to the
asylum at Pontiac, with no hope that they
would ever be able to take her away cured.
Of course I do not mean to say that the
staying in the house brought on insanity in
this instance, but I do say that the prog-
ress of the disease at the beginning was
accelerated by want of cheerful companion-
ship, and something to take the mind from
itself.

Beware of letting the mind dwell too
constantly on any subject, of whatever
nature. A sensitive woman sometimes
broods over an unkind word from her hus-
band till she fancies his love is dead, and
her own acts bring further estrangement.
Never take any care or grief into your heart,
to nurse into undue importance. The re-
sult may be to make you a monomaniac,
nsane on one subject only, sane on all
others; this is a recognized type of insanity,
and its frequency should teach us the neces-
sity of avoiding too great concentration in
any one line of thought. Don’t ' become
“cranks” on temperance, religion, women’s
rights, or cleanliness, for a “crank” as the
term is used now, is simply aperson with
one predominating idea which very often
develops into mania.

It is often said of some person in a neigh-
borhood that she is “a gad-about,” that she
is “never at home,” or “always on the
street” because she is seen riding to town
or walking to a neighbor‘s two or three
times a week. It is a Turkish proverb, 1
think, which says a wife should be from her
home but twice in her life, the day she is
married and the day she is buried. But I
hardly think we would take the Turkish
ideal as a type of what is desirable in
women; and it is generally these stirring
women who keep out of asylums, (though
Daffodilly perhaps thinks they may drive
others there).

In housekeeping, it is very important to
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housework. Slight the work, by all means,
if to reach your standard you musggive up
society and health. Do not refuse a holi-
day, a visit, a vacation trip, unless for
some better excuse than the fall sewing or
the housecleaning. I know two sisters who
are good examples of two types of women.
One is always toiling, never able to take
time to go anywhere. The other is poorer
in purse and with more children than her
sister, but when her husband comes in
saying, “Get on your bonnet, Lu.. black
Ned ’ll be at the door in ten minutes,” she
takes her hands out of the dishwater,
turns the pan over the unwashed pile and
says: “I’m with you, Charles!” One
thinks she cannot; the other knows she can;
one is dull and phlegmatic, the other bright
and quick. Which is which?
BRUNEFILLE.

—-——¢OO-—-—"

THE CHLORIDE OF LIME REMEDY.

In reply to Bess in reference to the way
I apply chloride of lime to currant bushes, I
would say I make a few holes in an old
basin with a nail and sift it on. Why she
should think it necessary to use two boxes
for one application, unless she has a half
an acre of bushes, is a mystery to me, es-
pecially as she says she uses only a table-
Spoonful of helebore to a pail of water. We
are particularly admonished by Prof. Cook
and others to use all insecticides sparingly;
one pound of London purple to one hun-
dred of plaster being yet too strong, as
shown by crisped and blackened foliage;
one-fourth pound to a barrel of water for
Spraying purposes, should teach us a lesson
against plastering the foliage of currant
bushes, instead of dusting lightly and
reasonably. I was told of a lady who,
being anxious to increase the vigor of her
plants by special plant food, ﬁlled the pots
half full of a fertilizer of which we allow
only one spoonful to a pail of soft water,
once or twice a week. This must be on
the principle that if a little is good. a good
deal is better, which is never a safe rule in
practice.

Kerosene is frequently recomme nded to
destroy different insects on plants, trees,
etc., but I think it must be thoroughly
mixed with milk and soap to be safe to use.
The use of kerosene on fruit trees, unmixed
with other and more mild remedies, is fatal

'to the trees, and an experiment of that

nature destroyed two ﬁne orchards for the
writer, and another for a neighbor. I trust
this may be remembered by the Fannnn
rea'7ers. Currant worms will invariably
begin with gooseberry bushes if there are
any handy, and if watched and doctored
as soon as they appear on them, we sel-
dom see more of them for that season. I
rarely use lime more than once in a. season;
it vanishes like the dew, and I never saw a
leaf injured by it. ‘

No doubt most of our readers, like myself,
are repining while campelled to endure
this hot dry weather, so ruinous to plant
life and conducive to languor and ill-health
to some. Empty ﬂower pots partly ﬁlled
with manure and sunk in the soil among
choice plants and bulbs and ﬁlled with

water at night, will assist the plants to'

bloom and grow thrifty. Dahlias require

 

water at this time; any wash slops or liquid
manures answering the purpose well.

My time for several months past has been
principally occupied in caring for a sick
husband, with little hope of his recovery. I
have endeavored to ﬁll all orders promptly,
notwithstanding, but the delays that oc—
curred at times in sending pumps, were
because we did not receive them from the
manufacturers in season, which I regretted,
as promptness is what I like in business.

anrox. MRS. M. A. FULLER.

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THE SUMMER LAMBREQUIN.

 

The following hints about summer decora-
tions for the house are for the “ fancy work
girlsz”

Very dainty lambrequins are made of
ﬁne “butcher’s linen,” or ﬁne crash, on
which morning glories are outlined; the
ﬂowers in pale pink and blue, the leaves in
green. Below this border, the linen is
fringed out to the depth of three inches, as
a ﬁnish, and the lambrequin is held in
place by small brass headed nails driven
through a narrow band of pale green rib-
bon.

Another summer lambrequin, less stiff
than the above, can be made from light
material of any sort. The one seen was of
pongee in its natural buff shade, on which
had been printed sprays of ﬂowers, in ﬂat
tints of pale blue and pink with leaves of
olive, and stems of brown. The mantel is
ﬁrst ﬁtted with a board, covered to match
the lambrequin, and to this is sewed the
selvedge edge ofa breadth of silk, extend-
ing the entire length of the board and round
one end, in rather a full rufﬂe, the sewing
being done in such a manner that when the
lambrequin is in place, this curtain falls
over the seam and thus conceals it. The
lower edge is trimmed by a fringe of silk
balls, of the shade of ﬂower stems, and at
the bare end of the boardthe silk is gather-
ed up in a bunch under a bow of pale blue,
pink and olive ribbons; at this same end of
the board, a separate breadth of the silkis
sewed on in full plaits, and falls in straight
folds; on its front and lower edge is the
same ball fringe. Of course any drapery
that is graceful, and appropriate to the
material used, is allowable, but the mistake
often is to have too many bows and too
much draping. This same lambrequin is
pretty in almost any lacey material, and es-
pecially in so—called “crazy cloth,” and
may be ornamented with cotton, silk or
tinsel balls.

A pretty summer scarf for a chair back is
made from bolting cloth and ribbon. The
threads of the bolting cloth are drawn for
the depth of half an inch across the end,
and some distance above the edge; through
the threads then left, a bright ribbon is
woven. Leaving a Space of half an inch,
the threads are drawn as before, and a rib-
bon of some contrasting color used. This
is repeated eight or nine times, the ribbons
being fastened in place by a bow at each
end, or else allowed to extend several
inches at each end and lightly tacked in
place by a stitch on the under side. The
scarf is ﬁnished by a frill of ﬁne, delicate
lace at its lower edge.

Tue heavy draperies of a room, its por-
tieres, etc., may be replaced by linen cur-

tains, hand-embroidered. The latest craze
in New York studios is to make a wall
drapery or portiere of a ﬁsherman’s net; not
an imitation buta bona ﬁde seine net, grey
with age, and with its ﬂoats, sinkers and
C)I‘kS attached. It makes an orignal por-
tiere to say he least.

A very dainty, fresh style for a bed-room,
or small parlor, is to no ﬁre the curtains of
plain or ﬁgured Swiss muslin, trimmed with
a gotfered rufﬂe of the same. Concealing
t‘ie t0p of the curtain is a lambrequin, made
of the muslin, consisting of a rather full
rufﬂe half a yard deep, with a narrow
goffered rufﬂe on i's lower edge, and a
broad hem at the top. Through the hem
abright ribbon some three inches wide is
run, and when this ribbon is measured to
the exact width of the window frame, it is
cut off and fastened at each end by a bow,
or rosette. The lambrequin is lined to the
depth of this hem with stiff white buckram,
and then secured to the curtain rod so as
to entirely conceal it, while the curtain hangs
from beneath. This arrangement is so
simple and so pretty, and can be made so
easily, that if once used it will never be given
up. Swiss muslin curtains may be trimmed
with a fringe of cotton balls, or with heavy
lace, and the lambrequin, trimmed to match,
may be further improved by being lined
throughout with a bright silesia or cambric.

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A MOTHER’S DIARY.

I have just been doing what I have done
so many times before in the nine years
since the Farmers began to visit us, that
is, reading and enjoying the contents of the
HOUSEHOLD; and with Serena Stew I have
come to the conclusion that I am under a
debt to the aforesaid Housnirom), but just
how I am to pay it, is not yet clear.

I can sympathize with Serena, for I too
can “scarcely accomplish the essentials,”
and though I have served a twelve years’
apprenticeship I do not yet find housekeep-
ing so easy that I can relinquish my motto,
“Eternal vigilance is the price of peace.”
If one could be satisﬁed to be a perfect
Virago, from whose household flies, mud,
litter, comfort and all the beautiful home
influences alike would ﬂee, or the easy-
g )ing housekeeper who is never tempted to

be cross to the children nor older members
of the family, simply because it is imma-
terial to her whetuer the house be clean or
dirty, tidy or otherwise, then one might
hope to attain success in one line or the
other; but to be always neatly and tastily
dressed, with an immaculate home, tidy
children who are not in the least neglected
physically, mentally or morally, to be al-
ways cheerful, always ﬁrm, yet never cross,
to find time to keep up music and studies,
that the children may be instructed to keep
posted in the news of the day, that one’s
friends may not ﬁnd one dull and uninter-
esting, above all to be not so entirely
absorbed in one's own as to be oblivious of
social duties is, in my opinion, quite an-
other thing. I am free to confess that I
haven’t reached my ideal, and I had al-
most said I never expect to, but I won’t
give up yet. I’ll keep trying.

My next thought will betray one of my
failures, for I am not sufficiently posted in

 

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any telling effort to answer S. B. W., or to
crack the nut which has evidently been
such a stunner to the HOUSEHOLD members.
So far as my observation goes the laws.
though “framed by men” are meant to
favor women as much as possible, and I
have made up my mind that to make laws
which will meet all exigencies, is not an
easy matter.

But Iam getting into deep water, and
hereby ignominiously retreat, but wish to
say as a parting shot that I shall consider
my life work a failure if my son should be
so forgetful of the lessons of uprightness,
justice and generosity which I daily seek to
instill as to treat either me or his sisters as
did the son in the instance Beatrix men-
tions.

I want to second A. H. J .’s warning about
milk. We use it freely in our family, but
never after anything sour has been eaten.
So well is this rule understood, that once
when offering a cup of new milk to one of
the little ones, the quick reply was, “ Why
mamma, I have just been eating grapes!”
We never allow candy to be eaten on an
empty stomach, and so ﬁnd it not so in-
jurious. A little care as to what and how
the children eat saves much trouble and
perhaps sorrow. I dined once at a hotel
table opposite a mother and her twelve or
fourteen year old daughter. The mother
was engaged in conversation and paid not
the slightest attention to the girl, who
ordered tomato soup, and ate while waiting,
two or three pieces of rich cake and a dish
of green cucumbers, then sipped perhaps
half of the soup, and left for school. I
wondered if she 'was particularly brilliant
in her lessons that afternoon; and as her
looks indicated that to be her usual mode of
eating, I wondered how her mother could
be so blind to her responsibility; but with
all my musing I could not account for it, so
I gave it up. ,

I wonder how many HOUSEHOLD mothers
keep a journal. It seems to me that a
journal in a mother’s handwriting, record-
ing the cunning sayings of the children, and
the everyday life of the family would be an
invaluable treasure to these children when
perhaps father and mother have both passed
away. Of course I do, or I should not have
advised it, for I have not yet recovered
from the shock I received, when in reply to
what I considered an excellent piece of ad-
vice, I was met by the query “Do you do
so?” and was obliged to confess that I
didn’t always. ° L. B. P.

ARMADA.
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CREAMERIES VS. CELLARS.

 

Didn’t Serena Stew’s pen slip when she
wrote she packed her butter direct from the
churn, or am I so far behind in the'use of
modern improvements that my sisters have
passed out and away from me, and left me
still plodding along in the old fashioned
ways of our grandmothers? Though I have
the reputation of. beinga good butter-maker,
if there is a better and easier way, 1 for one
am ready to adopt it, though that seems to
be the question. Some are in favor of

creameries and others are against them,

claiming the butter has not the keeping

the same rule is applicable to woman as
far as butter-making is concerned, as one
can scarcely ﬁnd any two who proceed in
exactly the same manner.

I should like more explicit directions; also
to know whether the butter keep; as well
packud in this manner? We generally
commence to pack in June and keep till
about November. I am quite anxious to
know the cheaper as well as the better plan .
viz: creamery or cellar with cold water set'
ting. OLD HUNDRED.
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THE “SUN” CHOLERA REMEDY.

 

At this season of the year cholera morbus
and diarrhoea are very prevalent diseases,
generally conSequent upon some slight im-
prudence in diet which at another time
would be unnoticed. It is almost indis-
pensable to have some remedy at hand,
and there is none we can commend so
highly for all ordinary attacks of colic,
diarrhoea, dysentery, etc., as what is known
as “the Sun cholera mixture,” which for
forty years has been known by. that name
and been successfully used in such ailments,
It is said that even when cholera has been
epidemic no one who took the Sun
remedy in time, had the disease. This
remedy has been published three times in
the FARMER, but in view of the unusual
prevalence of such complaints this year we
do not hesitate to republish it and vouch for
its excellence. The directions are as fol-
lows:

“Take one half ounce each of. tincture of
cayenne, opium, rhubarb, essence of pep-
permint and spirits of camphor. Mix well.
Dose, 15 to 30 drops in a wine—glass of
water, according to age and the violence of
the attack. Repeat every 15 or 20 minutes
until relief is obtained.”

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CREAMERY BUTTER.

 

When I read Old Hundred’s request for a
plan for a milk cellar, I felt that I must tell
the readers of the HOUSEHOLD what a com-
fort my creamery has been through this hot
weather, when all my neighbors were hav-
ing so much trouble with their butter. I
never enjoyed making butter in hot weather
before, but now, with the “Queen creamery”
and an ice house, it is a positive pleasure.
We also add to that the pleasure of know-
ing that our customers consider it a
privilege to pay from ﬁve to seven cents per
pound more than the market price for our
butter; and count it in when your husband
calculates the difference between a cabinet
creamery and the old milk pans. We built
a little house near the well, and have it
arranged to pump the water into the
creamery, which saves lifting. The re-
frigerator under the milk cans is large
enough to keep the creampail and butter
crock. We made a mistake in not having
the house large enough to churn in.

In regard to the “ wife’s 'money ” I
think that “ circumstances alter cases,” in
that as well as in other things: and I believe
that the quickest way to get the laws
changed for the better, is to educate our-
selves and daughters in business matters, so
that the old laws will no longer be necessary
to protect the rights of fatherless children.
I was not willing to give up my money

GOOSEBERRY JELLY.
0 __ ..._.

I have always read that God made noth-

ing but what there was a use for it. But I
must confess I had my misgivings this
morning, when I inspected a basket of
wild gooseberries. No army of Greeks were
ever more formidably barricaded with
drawn swords, than were these berries with
their sharp prickers. Great luscious ber-
ries! I decided I would try what could be
made from them. I put on gloves, took the
shears and commenced operations, but that
was too slow a procedure. I turned boil-
ing water on some, they were stiffer and
worse than ever. Iboiled afew, but 10!
the briars remained the same. Finally I
put them all in the preserve kettle, covered
them with cold water, allowed them to sit
all the afternoon on the side of the range,
let them stand until the next morning,
when I turned the juice—not the berries——
through the jelly bag, put a pound of sugar
to one pound of juice, boiled ﬁve minutes;
result, some splendid jelly.
BATTLE CREEK. EX’ANGELINE.
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DAFFODILLY'S change of address on her
removal to Chicago was not, through some
inadvertance, transferred to the HOUSE-
HOLD record. Will she kindly forward it, as
there is a letter in the Editor’s custody for
her.

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Contributed Recipes.

 

COFFEE CHARLOTTE Russn.—Soak one-third
package of Cox’s gelatine in a little hot wa-
ter, enough to dissolve thoroughly. Whip
one pint thick sweet cream with egg-beater
until stiff; turn in the gelatine, and beat it
lightly; add one cup powdered sugar and half
a cup of strong cold coffee, heating it lightly.
Line a mold—a bread tin with straight sides
will answer—with slices of sponge cake. Pour
in the whip, and set in a cool place to be-
come ﬁrm. Nice dessert for Sunday, as it
can be prepared on Saturday.

RICE Tamar—Boil or steam one and ahalf
cups rice until ﬁne. Wet eight cups or glasses
and divide the rice equally in each: press
down a little; when thoroughly cold turn out
in the dishes it will be served in: scoop a
hollow in the top of each, ﬁll with jam or jelly,
and turn some around the base; heap Whip-
ped cream over all. N1ce.

PEACH Cinema—Make a custard of one quart
milk, yoke of four eggs, one cup sugar.
Dissolve:half package gelatine,add to the cus-
tard; ﬂavor with peach. Drain the juice from
a can of peaches; add half as much water and
one cup sugar; set it over the ﬁre and boil
until the syrup is thick; drop in the peaches
and cook gently ten minutes. When the
peaches and cream are nearly cold wet a plain
mold and proceed to ﬁll: ﬁrst put in a cup of
the cream, then a layer of peaches, alternat'
ing till all are used. When stiﬂ.‘ turn out,
pour around the base the syrup that is left,
and a meringue made of the Whites of the
eggs beaten with a half cup sugar. Fresh
peaches can be used in their season.

PEACH SHORTCAKE.—One egg; one cup
sugar; one cup milk: two and a half cups
ﬂour; two teaspoonfuls baking powder; one
tables'poont‘ul butter. Bake in jelly cake tins.
Cut the peaches in ﬁne quarters and mash
slightly; place between the layers of cake;
sprinkle with Sugar. For the top cake use
whipped cream; stud it thickly with slices of
peaches. lt‘ cream is not obtainable, the

whites of three eggs whisked to astltf me-
ringue with sugar is excellent. Berries can

 

 

qualities of shallow setting. As the proverb
goes, “Many men of many minds,” it seems

without something to show for it.
Mason. AUNT SUE.

be used in the same manner if liked.
BATTLE CREEK EVANGELINI.

   

 

 

   
   
  
  
 
  
 

    

