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DETROIT, COT.

12. 1889.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

THE DINNER BELL.

 

“They may boost about that grand old bell,
That first for Congress rang:

And of curfew bells and silver chimes,
Famed poets oft have sung;

But I will woo the muses,
For words wherewith to tell,

Of hungry man’s ﬂrm, constant friend,
The plain old dinner bell.

Was there ever sound so pleasant,
As high neon draweth near,

When a man feels ’neath his waistband
Mighty lean, and lank'and queer?
”Was there ever sound more welcome,

Now I'd like to have you tell,
Than that cordial invitation,
Of the whole-souled dinner bell?
Ding-dong, ding‘dongl
Come along, come along,
Ding-dong, dong-ongi

We will say ’tis in the spring time,
When you’re breaking up for corn,
It was such a meagre breakfast
That you ate at early morn;
And the wonderment keeps growing,
If it isn’t almost noon,
,And you know that you will famish
if that bell don’t jingle soon.
Ting-a-ling, ting-a ling :
The pot-pie is done.
Ling-a-ling. linga-ling!
Come on a run.

530 you mind that day in haying,
When the mercury with ease,
Played away up in the nineties—
There was not a sign of breeze—
And an “ all gone," fainting feeling.
That you think precedes a “stroke,”
Made you think of “home” and “mother,”
As the bell the silence broke?
Ding‘dong-dell, hear me tell!
Roast veal and green peas,
Macaroni and cheese.
And a piece of red raspberry pie.

'Then that sweltering day in harvest,
When the clouds piled in the west;
But to try and clear the wheat ﬁeld
Each man did his “level bestz”
Then a sudden ﬂash of lightning,
And the rolling thunder warned,
When there goes that blamed old dinner bell,
You know the bees have swarmed.
Come along as quick as you can,
Throw some water. beat a pan,
Gone—gone—gone !

Then again ’tis in the autumn.
And the scattering snow-ﬂakes ﬂy;
And the wild geese ﬂying southward,
Make one think that winter’s nigh;
And you pull the cornstalks closer,
As your hands begin to tingle:
The yellow ears toss right and left.
Hark! to the merry jingle;
Hear the loud cry,
Roast pork and pumpkin pie!

They may talk about the blue bloods,
And about the F. F. V35!

And of titled aristocracy
That reign across the seas;

 

But l’d stake my bottom dollar,
Throw myself in too, if—well,
I could come a mash on Phyllis,
The girl that rings our bell.
EVANGALINE.

W

BULBS IN THE HOUSE AND THE
GARDEN.

 

I know of no more interesting feature of
ﬂoriculture than that branch which in-
cludes the growing of bulbs. The growth
of a bulb is in itself a beautiful mystery.
We hold in our hand the bare brown onion-
like root, covered with its dry scales, inert,
apparently without life, yet we know that
packed away in that rusty overcoat is a
wealth of luxuriance, of brilliant coloring,
of intoxicating perfume, of charming
beauty. Stores of plant food to sustain its
growth are there also, sothat a little water,
a handful of sand, will serve the purpose
of the plant. Color and perfume are
wonderful things, giving us exquisite de-
light, yet baﬂling our efforts to explain
their origin. We recognize the odor of a
rose, of heliotrope, the spicy fragrance of
carnations, as quickly as we do the ﬂowers.
A single truss of hyacinth will perfume a
room for hours, yet whence comes that
intangible odor, which so multiplies itself
that it becomes overwhelming! The fra-
grance of tuberoses is associated with
death; violets smell of spring, the arbutus
makes us think of damp woods and pine
needles, the breath of lilies recalls the
church and organ music softly pealing
through dim aisles—and so it goes; odors
as well as scenes and words and voices,
have their memories.

The lover of ﬂowers ﬁnds purest pleasure
in watching their growth; and for winter
entertainment it is worth while growing a
few bulbs in a sunny window, just for the
satisfaction of seeing how easy it is to do
it. You don’t need hyacinth glasses nor a
costly jardiniere, though they are nice to
have if you can aﬁord them. You can
raise a Chinese lily in an old glass sauce-
dish or a glass butter-dish, in a handful of
sand and pebbles and a little water; the
bulb will cost you thirty cents, and you’ll
get three dollars’ worth of delight out of
it. The Chinese lily is a variety of the
Polyanthus Narcissus, and produces clus-
ters of waxy white ﬂowers with cup-shaped
centres of clear yellow; the Chinese call it
“the ﬂower of the gods ” and always
manage to have quantities of it in bloom
on their new year, which, if I remember
aright, is in January. Fill the dish you
select three-quarters full of clear sand

 

and pebbles, set the nice fat bulb half its
depth in the sand, then pour in water
enough to cover the surface about half
an inch deep, and in about a month you
may expect your reward.

Plant a half dozen bulbs of the “ Butter-
ﬂy lily ”— Calochortus—which will cost you
twenty-ﬁve cents, in good earth in a com-
mon six inch pot, water and set in a cool
cellar for a month, looking at them oc-
casionally to see they are not becoming too
dry; then bring to the light and delight
yourself by watching the growth and
blossoming of a ﬂoral butterﬂy, gay and
bizarre in its markings.

You can buy single hyacinths for ﬁf.
teen cents each, and these are the best for
forcing in winter. Plant three in a large
pot, or one in a smaller pot, in sandy
loam mixed with well-rotted manure;
water, set in the cellar for about six weeks
to allow roots to form, then bring to light
and air and growth will at once begin.

In planting, set the base of the bulb on a
little clear sand to prevent rotting, and
leave a little less than a third of the bulb
above ground, though many ﬂorists cover
entirely but not deeply. By making
plantings two weeks apart it is possible to
have hyacinths in bloom all Winter, as the
trusses last a long time in a cool room,
if kept out of the sun after being fully de-
veloped. Roman hyacinths are very easily
grown in an ordinary living room, in the
same manner; they are ten cents each or a
dollara dozen, and as sweet and rich in
fragrance as one could desire.

Get a window-box made, which will ﬁt
the length of some sunny window, paint it
dark green, then get a couple of iron
brackets to fasten on the wall and support
the box, these will cost you ten cents.
Plant tulip bulbs in your window garden,
treating them the same as hyacinths.
Single or double unnamed sorts are as
good as any and can be bought for 35
cents a dozen; and when they have done
blooming indoors can be planted out in the
garden. The window box comes handy
for many uses; in it a few tomato plants or
ﬂower seeds may be started, and in sum-
mer it will hold awealth of fuchsias and
geraniums. Remember to ﬁll it a third
full of broken pots for drainage.

But it is a great pleasure to the amateur
ﬂorist to try experiments. Buy a bulb or
two of some strange variety, for the sake
of watching the development of something
new and novel.

The Ixias are odd, and do well in pots.
There’s the Colchicum, too, that queer

 


 

 

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THE E OUSEB OLD.

 

plant that gives its crocus-like ﬂowers in
the fall and its leaves the following spring.
The Scillas, blue as the skies or ruby as
wine; the “ Glory of the Snow;” the Snow-
drop, all for ﬁve cents a bulb. The
Freesia is deliciously fragrant, and a
stranger to many who cannot visit green-
houses, yet thrives under intelligent care
in the house. Half a dollar’s worth of
bulbs, carefully chosen for the purpose in
view, will prove a never-ending source of
pleasure to old and young during the
winter, and help waken a love for nature
and a knowledge of her ways in the minds
of both young and old. And now is the
time, “right away quick,” to decide what
you will try and order the bulbs.
BEAI‘RIX.

A FEW S'l RAY THOUGHTS.

The bright, beautiful days of summer
have passed away and as I read the many
different articles in the HOUSEHOLD, all
very interesting to me, I cannot help won~
dering if we have made the best use of
those days that are passed into eternity.
I enjoyed the words of the poem entitled
“ True and False” very much indeed.
How beautiful the thought our characters
are like the iceberg or like the solid rock in
ocean! True principles are the rocks
which abide; their foundations are laid
deep and wide. Those with noble. up-
right spirits are ever ready to realize that
among the many of God’s earth, there are
lonely hearts to cherish “while the days
are going by.”

I feel in sympathy with Simon‘s Wife,
also Bruno’s Sister, in the lack of means to
buy necessary articles and comforts; some
men are very caxeless and some, I think
the majority, are very kind. When riding
to town with the rough-clad farmer with
the soil of the week’s wear on his clothing,
we feel how useless it is to urge dressing
up. But let me Whisper to Simon’s Wife
that there are lots of worse things than
those she has told us of. I try to ever re
member to pluck ﬁrst the mote out from
my own eye before trying to discover the
wrong doings in another.

I enjoyed our Editor’s description of the
Exposition at Detroit very much. I have
been there myself all the week in imagina-
tion, have longed to be there in reality and
see all the beautiful things. I have not
visited there since 1879, was at the State
Fair, but had not learned of Beatrix; if I
should be fortunate enough to go again, I
would most surely call at the ofﬁce and see
the album and pictures of our many cons
tributors, and make the acquaintance of
our Editor. .

I spent the afternoon a few days ago
with a lady dying with consumption; a
young woman, with a lovely, reﬁned face,
a sweet gentle smile, so patient and kind
I could not help but think how little
patience and forbearance a great many of
us would exhibit in her condition. She is
not able to sit up at all, and has four little
children around her, and her sad-faced
husband. She is ever willing and ready
to accept the will of the Father who doeth
all things well. As I held her head during

 

a ﬁt of coughing the great exertion and
sharp pain caused the tears to fall, but not
a word of complaint; and when I kissed

'her good bye she raised her sweet blue eyes

and said: “ I am ready and willing to go
at any time the Lord seet ﬁt to take me; of
course I would like life for my little chil-
dren’s sake and to be with my family, but
I feel that I am prepared. Not that I have
always done just right, but wherein I have
failed I know He is willing to forgive.” I
could not speak words of comfort for I
felt she already possessed that precious
key that admits all into everlasting glory
and happiness. If any of us are inclined
to grieve over the burdens of this life, let
us remember that others have trials, com~
pared to which ours are trivial and sink
into insigniﬁcance.

I enjoyed Evangeline’s trip to and from
church, the waving golden rod and pleasant
pen picture she painted for us; it gives me
pleasure to read her sentiments. I love to
converse with one who brings sweet and
pleasant thoughts, but the person who
brings news of a great crime and goes into
explicit details concerning the victim, turns
my thoughts into gloomy channels and I

feel depressed. MAYBELLE.
WOLVERINE.

A. TEST WANTED.

 

The sprit says “Write,” but the ﬂesh
says “ You cannot.” However, as Beatrix
has told us how we may tell a gentleman
when we see one—though I do not quite
accept her rule as absolute, for I have
known true gentlemen who never lifted a.
hat to an acquaintance—I would like to
know how we may tell alady. Suppose
at an entertainment an invited guest should
deliberately take off her spectacles, re-
place them with another pair, lean forward
and critically examine the table scarf, this
during the programme, and at the close of
the meeting should express herself as being
highly entertained—perhaps with the pro-
gramme and perhaps with the table scarf.
Now would it not have looked better to
have seemed interested though she was not,
and was it lady-like? And this leads to a
question—Is true courtesy consistent with
perfect sincerity? EUNICE.

 

ABOUT THE HAIR.

 

“How shall we drt-ss our hair?” asks a
young correspondent. I ﬁnd as great a
diversity in styles of hair-dressing as in
fashions of dress. At a little musz’calc I
attended recently where “ our girls” were
numerously represented, I noticed each
seemed to have studied the style which best
suited the contour of face and head. One
wore a Psyche knot which was just the
thing for her small, classic, well-poised
head; a number wore ﬂuffy bangs with the
back hair neatly plaited low on the neck
and tied with bright ribbons; a brunette
With a low broad forehead had dressed her
jetty tresses a la Pompadour, and tied
them with abit of cardinal ribbon. The
Cadogan braid is also popular. The two
blond misses who performed a very rigidly
correct duet had their ﬂaxen locks braided

 

in two tails apiece and tied half the length
with lettuce—green ribbon, the ends being
slightly curled. But the bright-eyed girl
who divided the duties of hostess with her
mother had just run a thread of gold
colored velvet through her nut-brown hair,
which kept it out of her eyes, and left it
free to break into curly locks in her neck.
Nature did the curling and her hair is never-
“ out of curl,” even on rainy days.

Young ladies wear the French tw1st a
good deal; others coil the hair half low on
the back of the head; the untidy “slouch
puff,” which always looked as if true
charity would donate a comb and a box of
hairpins, is no longer seen. The hair is
worn in braids wound round and round.
the head by those to whom this style is
becoming. The weather—or something—
seems to have had a remarkable effect this
fall and late summer in developing an 11n-
usual luxuriance of tresses, as much more
hair is worn than heretofore.

Our correspondent also asks about the
wearing of fancy pins and combs in the
hair. Good taste would reserve showy
ornaments of any kind for home or even-
ing wear. Certainly the jeweled pins or
combs set with Rhinestones, silver and
gilt pins, etc., should be reserved for in-
door wear; shell and jet pins are often
worn to hold the bonnet in place; and
little shell combs to hold in place the un—
tidy, blown-about “scolding locks” are
not objectionable.

A great deal of out-of-place ﬁnery is
seen on the streets because people who have
money to buy ﬁne clothes do not seem to
know where to wear them. Our most
fashionable people dress most plainly on
the street; they have other and more
suitable places to wear their plush and
velvet costumes, their dress bonnets and
brocade cloaks. But people newly come
to their wealth and who lack that most
priceless gift of discretion, and have no
assured social rank are those who most
often commit solecisms of dress and man-
ner. I dined one day at high noon in mid-
winter with a woman who wore a black
brocade dress with white satin front over-
laid with black lace, V-shaped corsage, and
sleeves which would have required a
twelve~button glove to meet; a dress hand-
some in itself, but utterly out of place for a
shopping expedition in the city. I once»
saw a young lady in a white cashmere and
lace party dress placidly spending an after-
noon on the ferry boat, I dare say ascrib-
ing the notice bestowed upon her unusual
costume to admiration and envy; and the
other day I read of a woman who went to
an afternoon reception in decollete dress,
an trains, and wearing a bonnet! It is in-
ﬁnitely better to wear unobtrusively shabby
clothes than to have beautiful and costly
ones and make one’s self ridiculous by not
knowing where to wear them.

BE ATRIX.
-———ooo——-

AT the Dowagiac fair, Mrs. Neal, of that
place, made a large and interesting exhibit
of silkworms and their eggs and products.
Mrs. Neal has been engaged in silk culture
for several years, and this season fed 200,-
000 worms, which produced 100 pounds of
cocoons, valued at $1.15 per pound.

 


 

THE HOUSEHOLD.

3

 

AN ENDORSEMENT.

 

I want to shake hands with B. E. M.,
and shake long and hard, as expressive of
my agreement with her opinions about
“ Simon’s Plea.” I think as she does, that
whena woman gives her whole time and
strength to the interests of the family, she

should not be reproached for her fading
beauty by any one, much less the one who
made such fair promises earlier in life, and
the very service she is rendering him is
'the cause of the loss of freshness and
beauty. An equal chance for both, I say,
and nothing less is fair. If the husband
cannot ﬁnd a regard in his heart for the
wife who is cooking his dinners and wash-
ing his clothes every week, even if she
does all this minus collar and cuffs, he is
not worthy of respect from her or others.
Perhaps this is a little too strong, but you
see I too was somewhat wrathy over
“Simon’s Plea.” My sympathy is with
Simon’s Wife; her week was very interest-
ing, and such weeks are far more numerous
than the more ﬂowery ones, though life is
(in a measure) what we make it.

MASON. MRS. H. E. S.
.___...__

WOMAN.

 

[Paper read by Mrs. Palmer, of Albion, before
the South Albi-m Ladies’ Literary Society
Oct. 3 m, 1889.]

From the earliest period of the creation
of man we ﬁnd it was not well for him to
be alone, and God immediately made
woman to be his helpmate. We certainly
infer from this that the Allwise Being gave
woman this honored position for the best
of reasons. And while we as a sex have
always had brought to our minds how
woman was the root of all evil, if she had
never been here, man would not have been
tempted and the world free from vice,
we have submitted to this rebuke most
quietly for hundreds of years, in fact this
very argum nt may have been the prime
factor in putting woman in the position of
nearly that slave, or menial. So stereotyped
have the words of Paul become in their
most literal sense, “ Wives, obey your hus-
bands” that generations of women have
passed away not doing their duty for the
world, feeling while here they were ignored,
trampled, belittled, always remembering
the apple, in submission, patience and
meekness. But the light of another day
dawns, and we see a new thought in our
mother Eve’s acts, that brings new light,
encouragement and force. The wonderful
lesson comes like this: The plan for
woman was so great, her inﬂuence was to
be felt so far, her work so complete, her
presence so necessary that this object les-
son has been given us, a picture for us to
study and learn the silent lesson—the
woman suggested, the man accepted. We
admit he most willingly broke the.com-
mand when the beautiful woman said
come, so easily did he succumb to her in-
ﬂuence, caring not for the consequences.

The inﬂuence of woman has remained
through all these years; no matter where
you ﬁnd it, for good or bad, it is the same.
See the woman in her house, watch her as
she ministers to every want; only the wife

 

and mother can ﬁll this place, only mother
can soothe the sick child, only her sweet
lullabye can make the pain bearable.

Only awoman can watch and wait for
the erring son’s return, again and again;
only woman can cover up the faults of
man, and bring him back. She will hold
out, tempt him for good and love him, and
he will come.

Woman does not value this power to its
fullest. She pos-esses an inﬂuence that
many times she does not give its largest
scope to develop, she does not do even
what she may ﬁnd to do.

But woman must grow; she must see for
herself; times demand this growth, with
all this opposition that has been brought to
bear upon woman she could not be kept
out man has been slow to see this, or
rather to acknowledge it. It comes slowly,
surely. Fifty years from today the man
will not be found who will tell you women
cannot be ministers, lawyers and merchants,
farmers; cannot ﬁll positions of importance
and inﬂuence, for they are having proof of
that facz now. This silent inﬂuence of
woman is proving to the world that she
can and must be the helpmate of men,
without her they are helpless.

Marriage is not a failure, and surely will
not become so, no matter how educated
and capable of business woman may be
come. Grow more practical women, and
we will show youa coming generation of
better men and women. Educate girls in
the matter of ﬁnances; let them grow up
with an aim, a business, a trade; let them
know one hundred cents make a dollar;
let them spend that dollar for value. Give
them a chance when they are at home, as
you give the boys. If you givea colt or
calf to the son, then let the daughter have
the same, to raise, manage, increase in
value. Don’t dole out the money to the
daughter or allow bills to be made at the
store, and never question the sons What
they may do with their allowance. We
plan ways wherein sons can earn spending
money, giving them a greater feeling of
independence, but when daughter wants a
new dress she worries over it for days; at
last the exact amount comes, from father.

That is a blessed feeling that comes to
every individual when his possessions are
his by rightful ownership, “Mine, for I
earned it!” It is not American to be de-
pendent; descendents from the grand old
fathers who signed the document that de-
clared us fr e and equal cannot be happy
in astate of utter uselessness. It is this
kind of education that makes marriage a
failure, the home miserable, the wife
wretched; it is this that will ﬁll‘ coming
generations with hatred of themselves and
the world, cramp the mind and dwarf the
intellect.

The good seed is being sown every hour
in the day, and the work is moving on so
silently, that gentle inﬂuence creeping
over each individual, that we shall have
what .we may ask for in the future, be
capable of doing what we should do, and
loving to do it. Man will see as we see,
and be as willing as Adam. The pursuits
of women are many, and this great work is

 

within the hands of every woman. This
state of utter helplessness that would be
ours by common consent would ruin the
nation, and while years of struggle have»
passed for woman to gain the foothold she :-
now has, the way becomes more easy.

The physical part of woman demands.
great attention and care; our women must
become stronger by inheritance and
management. Mothers must think more,
study more, act more. Let girls give up
the idea that feebleness is a requirement of
a lady, and feel instead that they must be -
cheerful and endure the backache. Let'
the mothers’ pride become in the grand"
physical as well as mental conditions of
sons and daughters; be proud to show to .-
the world an oﬁspring sound and strong;
teaching them the temptations that are'
waiting at every turn for them and using,
every inﬂuence to destroy these vices.
Never turn a deaf ear to the existence of?
such; only open wide your faculties of per»: ,
ception and force, these qualities are what
give to us the power of coming most
rapidly at the conclusion, and they will aid
us in doing the work.

The women of this land are the mothers
of the nation, good or bad you are re-
sponsible. Women must ﬁll places of *
business, we are here and must be sustain-
ed; the work is ready and every position.
that is ﬁlled by man can be equally as well .
ﬁlled by woman, and she should receive-
for such labor equal pay. Shame be to.-~
our sex who will work equally with men,
and receive one-half as much money, giving'
no reason other than that woman can live
cheaper than man. This cheapness can
only refer to the indulgences, for surely
my landlord demands the same board per-
week for myself as husband, he never told
me he would take two dollars from me be- ~
cause I was a woman and ask four dollars:
from my husband. If you are to be judged "
by the law you will hang or be imprisoned,
as the law may be; you are not exempt by.
being awoman. You pay your taxes if"
you own property the same as your mason--
line neighbor, and why should not this.
matter be equal?

I see a wrong that has come from this
very plainly. Girls ﬁll places with but
little interest in them; paid only one~half
enough, still they exist upon it. They
work along with no aim at business, only
waiting for the proposition that makes.
thema wife, doing something they abhors.
Still it is a custom, marrying for a home, .,
an escape from a meager life hoping to get:
more. A girl is already spoiled for a good:
housewife, ready to be unhappy, forlorn
and wearying to those about her.

We must right this mistake, the aim in“
our life must be our object. A man with
three trades well learned is not spoiled for
the fourth, and so with woman. Let her;
be so capable in the many avenues of life
that she will select from choice one that
brings pleasure and remuneration to her;
let her understand ﬁnances, plan for her-
self the income and the outgoes. When
our girls are thus raised we will see fewer-
unhappy homes. Never fear to educate
women, or that they will leave the home;

 


 

 

T_HE HOUSEHOLD.

 

 

v-uor have less interest, or that there will be
2.310 ﬁreside, no bright little faces, or cheer-
‘1‘ful voices to welcome the home coming.
‘ There will be more. No power on~ earth
« can rob woman of that innate principle of
~‘irheme, wife, mother; the power to produce
that haven of rest, or the love for it. Only
let it be hers because she is the helnmate.
'The partnership is equal, she is ﬁlling the
{place God gave her to ﬁll. shedding its
'inﬂuence everywhere. Let her feel and

‘know she can say Mine and Ours by com- .

anon consent; and not until this state of
:society exists will this world be happy,
.. .and home mean what it should.

——-———...-———-—

CLOAKS AND BONNETS.

”The long cloaks displayed in the mer-
whants’ windows are very beautiful and as
costly as they are elegant. The farmer’s
wife could not afford them; and would
have no proper place to wear them could
she buy them. They are too heavy for
.anything but carriage wear, too showy
~except for receptions and “ full dress
marades.” A mode bordering on the New-
»;market, with certain modiﬁcations, is the
;:popular long wrap. The sleeves are loose,
: sometimes cut in with the side back forms,
t" the fronts have rovers, or vests, or are

«closed down the waist and outlined with
tutor -or passementerie or braids. The
:L‘peasant and Connemara cloaks, which were
ungraceful garments, even admitting their
~ :convenience, have vanished. Long gar-
.anents should reach to the bottom of the
dress; insist upon this, even if you have to
:sacriﬁce other points to secure it. These
long garments have one serious disadvan-
tage; if warm enough for adequate pro-
tection they are so heavy that walking be-
» u-comes fatiguing, they drag so heavily
supon the back and shoulders. The waist
.and sleeves should be lined with silk or
'1 farmers’ satin. Short mantles covered
with braiding are popular, and ball fringe
* is a favorite decoration for them. Now
that the bustle has been so diminished it
willbe found necessary to “ takea reef ” in
East year’s garments.

: For the real old ladies, the grandmothers,
< there are sensible demi-length mantles of
t. camel’s hair lined and wadded, which are
’ warm and comfortable without weight.

Drap d’ete may be used, or a good quality
~ of cashmere or drap (1’ Alma; any of these
~_may be bought for $2 to $2.50 per yard,
: and will make a wrap at once serviceable
:and suitable. Satin for lining may be
'sbought ready quilted; the trimming may
"be a narrow band of fur around the

» edges, passementerie or fringe. Fringe, by
"theway, is very fashionable this year, the
heavy “sewing silk fringes” as they were
called thirty years ago being thought very
-.elegant.

.A diagonal cloth cloak has a round
"welvet yoke, deeper in the back than in
:‘ifront, and the parts forming the sleeves are
wanton under it in front, and bordered with

-. a two inch band of velvet. It has a regular
‘Newmarket back, and the side back skirt
seamsare ornamented with disks of black
braid, graduated in size, from the waist

 

down. A similar and pleasing effect could
be obtained by using velvet-chvered button
molds in assorted sizes.

Little girls’ cloaks are made down to
their heels, of cashmere, ﬂannel, silk or
plush, and have round waists, full sleeves,
a deep collar or a cape, and a full skirt
pleated to the waist. Bonnets match in
color, are made of velvet, and have a full
lace pleating inside the pleated front. For
girls over six there are long cloth cloaks in
tan, blue, red, and tobacco brown, cut
princesse in the back, with loose fronts
lapped to the left, sleeves full or loose, as
preferred, fur collar and a narrow fur
edge bordering the lapped front. The
Tam O’Shanters, the felt caps, and the
wide unwired “ cowboy” hats are all
popular this winter.

A very pretty long cloak for the baby is
ot white cashmere, with a three inch hem
above which is a vine in white silk em-
broidery, and above this three half inch
tucks. The same ornamentation is seen on
the little round cape which reaches to the
baby’s waist and is cut square in front;
there are white satin ribbons to tie at the
throat, and white pearl buttons close it
down the front, the buttonholes being on a
ﬂy. The sleeves have a narrow vine of
embroidery, and the tucks not quite so
wide. This of course could be duplicated
in any color.

Hats and bonnets are made to match the
cloak rather than the dress this year. A
long cloak and a large hat matching it in
color make stylish and serviceable street
wear. Large black hats with many ostrich
plumes and huge bows of black ribbon
trimming are very popular. No small hats
are seen this year. Toques ﬁll the gap be-
tween the large hats and small bonnets very
satisfactorily; and all millinery is much

lower in the crown and trimming. Birds

have reappeared 'as adornments of both
hats and bonnets. Felt and velvet con-
test supremacy; many of the felts are
partly covered with bands of cord pas-
sementerie. Full crowns are fashionable.
A simple and yet stylish bonnet for a
middle-aged lady has a full crown in broad
fan pleats, and a silk-lined velvet bow con-
ﬁned by two large jet ornaments for trim-
ming; the ties were of dou ole-faced striped
satin ribbon. Few tips are used on the
small bonnets, the milliner using velvet,
brocade, fancy ribbon and birds for orna-

mentation.
————‘-9.—_

MAYBELLE, of Wolverine, Cheboygan
00., asks if Mrs. Fuller will kindly give
some directions relative to Chrysanthemum
culture; and says she has a number with
the lower leaves brown and dead, and
with no indications of buds or ﬂowers. At
this time of the year the buds should be
formed and beginning to break. Proba-
bly Maybelle has not handled her plants
quite right, and will get no bloom this
season. A few directions relative to the
proper culture would aid many ﬂower
lovers, and we hope Mrs. Fuller will be
able to enlighten us. Will not Maybelle
describe her surroundings in her northern
home, tell us how climate, crops, fruits,
etc., compare with those of her old home
at Bridgewater?

 

AN INQUIRY.

As the ladies have been so kind to re-
spond to my call, I desire to thank them
through the HOUSEHOLD. In reading the
various letters from week to week, and
especially the different experiences of the
weeks, I have come to the conclusion that

“This world is not so ba’l a world as some
would like to make it,
But whether good or whether bad depends on
how we take it.”

I would like to ask if there is nothing in
our well regulated liquor law that will
reach a person who will sell his neighbor
hard cider. I thought it could not be pos-
sible that our wise legislators would over-
look that, and as some say there is nothing,
write for the opinion of the Editor, who
usually solves all problems propounded to
her. MRS. E.

GRAND BLANC.

[There is no restriction in the liquor law
in this State relative to the manufacture and
sale of native wines or cider made from
fruits grown in the State, unless the wine
or cider is sold by the drink. Should a
man sell hard cider by the glass he might
be considered a retail dealer, and a license
demanded. The point would be to prove
the intoxicating nature of the cider.—
HOUSEHOLD En]

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WE have about a dozen poetical con-
tributions on hand, of varying degrees of
goodness and nimbleness of poetic “ feet,"
nearly all of which are too lengthy for our
little paper. We much prefer your
thoughts in plain every day dress of
straightforward prose, for it is only too
true that between rhymes and poetry “there
is a great gulf ﬁxed.”

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U sef'ul Recipes.

To GREEN Plexus—After the pickles have
been soaked in brine and freshened, put them
over the ﬁre in a porcelain lined or agate iron-
ware kettle, cover with cold vinegar, and
bring this slowly to the scalding point. Do
not let them boil. Let the pickles remain
thus until they are of a good green. which
will be in several hours. Another way is to
line the presr-rving kettle with green grape or
cabbage leaves, put in the pickles as above,
cover with cold water, then put on top a layer
of green leaves and let them steam slowly for
a couple of hours.

 

SPICED ancan FOR. Prcxnss.—An excel-
lent recipe ior spiced vinegar, good alike for
gherkins, cauliﬂower. green tomatoes, string
beans andradish pods is as follows: To each
quart of vinegar allow twelve cloves, twelve
peppercorns. six allspice berries, six blades
of mace. a quarter of an onion. sliced, and
one-third of a cup of sugar. Tie the spices

and onion in a bag, and boil with the sugar
and vinegar f ~r ﬁve minutes. Pour the boil—
ing vinegar over the pickles, let stand three
days. pour oﬁ‘, scald and turn on again on the
third, seventh and tenth days, covering close-
ly every time.

 

SWEET PICKLED Ounces—Weigh the pared
fruit, and allow three-fourths of a. pound of
sugar to a pound of the fruit. Arrange fruit
and sugar in alternate layers in a preserving
kettle and bring slowly to a boil. To each ﬁve
pounds of sugar and fruit (together) allow a
cupful of strong vinegar. and a teaspoonful
each of whole cinnamon, cloves and mace.
Turn over the fruit and boil six minutes; put
fruit into cans; boil the syrup down until it is
thick, then ﬁll up with the boiling syrup and
seal. Peaches, pears. plums and crab-apples
are all good it pickled by this recipe.

 

