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DETROIT, OCT. 10, 1891.

 

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

CH [LD’HOOD‘S CH ARMS.

 

I placed my boy in the barber’s chair,
To be shorn of his ringlets gay.

And soon the wealth of his golden hair
On the ﬂoor in a circle lay.

’Twas a triﬂing thing of daily life.
And to many unworth a thought—

Too small a theme. ’mid the toil and strife.
Of this world’s changing lot.

But the ringing cut of the cruel shears
To my heart-strings caused a pang.

F or thEy changed the child of my hopes and fears
With the scornful tune they sang.

My thoughts were bent on the little cap,
And the curls that round it twined.

Like golden clasps with which to trap
The sunbeam and the wind.

No more shall I see those ﬂying curls.
As my homeward steps I wend;

Another stage of his life nnfurls.
Where youth and childhood blend.

So when from the chair he stepped at length,
He stood with his artless smile.

Like Samson shorn of his locks of strength
By Delilah’s treacherous smile.

Thus. one by one. will vanish away
The charms of his childish life,

And each bring nearer his manhood's day.
With its scenes of toil and strife.

God grant that my lease of life may last,
Through his changing years of youth;
Till the danger-rapids of life are passed,
And a Samson stands in truth.
—- Walter M. Rogers, in Good Housekéépina.

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TEE FASHIONS. '

 

The bonnet-sof the season are beyond
description. The toque, which has been
a prime favorite so long, goes to second
place, and the little, low-crowned in-
ﬁnitesimal bonnet, a hybrid between
the toque and what we have known as
bonnet so long, takes ﬁrst position; it
is “new,” you see. One very reclwrchc
(as the milliner assured me) affair con-
sisted of a roll of cardinal velvet out-
lining a wire frame covered with an
open-work pattern in jets, with a
cocque’s plume edged in jet at the back,
backed by astiff bow of cardinal velvet.
A gray hat for a miss had a wide felt
brim bound with a ribbon and a soft
loose velvet crown which was raised on
one side to meet the turnedsup brim,
againstiand on which was massed a loose
cluster of purple and yellow pansies.
This style—felt brim and soft velvet
crown—is to be quite fashionable, com-
bining as it does the two leading ma-
terials for winter millinery. A very
pretty bonnet shown was of black velvet
with the pointed Marie Stuart front so

 

becomintr to many faces, which was
edged with cut jet beads. Jet, it may
be said here, is very fashionable on
everything this season, especially mil-
linery. There are bonnets in open
work patterns of ﬁnest cut jet, and
large coronet-shaped pieces intended
for fronts, also bandeaux and crowns to
be applied upon velvet. The gold laces
which were so popular last season seem
to be out of favor entirely this year.
Walking hats of black and brown velvet
are heavily trimmed with wide ribbons
and ostrich tips, also fancy ostrich
pompons and impeyan feathers. Birds,
1 am glad to say, are out of style, and
though we use plumage no less lavishly
at least we are spared the pitiful
sight of impaled songsters with glass
eyes and ruﬁied feathers, perched at
uncomfortable angles upon a nest of
ribbons and lace. Not to mention the
sentimental feature,such use of birds has
always seemed to me to be incongru-
ous, suggestive of a museum, atriﬂe
unwholesome and totally un~beautiful.
Some of the hats shown have wide bind-
ings of astrachan, and others have
shaggy brims and smooth felt crowns in
conical shape. We may say brieﬂy
that bonnets are very small—mere
apologies in jet and feathers; and hats
are quite large and very abundantly
trimmed. Middle-aged women who
wear hats choose the English walking
hats, trimmed with a large velvet bow
at the back, a jet ornament in front and
long ostrich plumes on each side.

Ties are wider and shorter than last
summer. Two-inch velvet or ribbon is
used. and they are pinned with a fancy
pin, or fastened under a small bow. A
very pretty black velvet toque was
edged with a narrow band of cut jet set
on the velvet, which was laid in loose
folds on the sides. The crown was plain
and covered- with a wide band of jet,
and where the folds met in front was
ﬁxed a large jet ornament. At the
back were a few short tips and a loop or
two of velvet. It was very stylish and
could be duplicated in any color.
Flowers are seldom seen on millinery
this season, but when used are of velvet.
A great many fancy ornaments in
plumage, pompous, agriettes, panaches,
etc., are worn.

Coats and jackets are considerably
longer than heretofore; the former are
in what is called three-quarter lengths,

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while the very short-est la modc jackei
covers at least onesthird of the dress
skirt. On the other hand, the ‘1ng
close-ﬁtting cloaks, which have been
worn to entirely conceal the dress. are
shortened by at least ten inches. The
Muscovite and Russian cloaks are still
popular; thesc entirely cover the dress
and are worn with capes which fall to
the elbow. Capes in an inﬁnite variety
are worn, and grow longer with the ad-
vancing season. They are high on the
shoulders, and have either the high
wired collar or are worn with boas of
ostrich or cocks’ feathers. These
feather boas are seen in great variety,
both the long ones and those which tie
close round the throat with ribbon
strings. They are imitated in cheaper
material, and that is a sure sign that
their days are numbered. As soon as a
thing becomes common and is cheaperr
ed so everybody can get it, it is no
longer stylish. Jacket collars and
revers are faced with fur, mink being "a
favorite; mink muffs are carried with
them. Sealskin has risen in value
since the closed season has been
ordered, and other furs will have a
chance. Mink jackets and capes are
seen in the furriers’ windows, and wild
be fashionably worn when snow ﬂies.

As before noted, there are no pro-
nounced changes in the styles of mak‘
ing dresses. The plain close skirts,
with the fullness—what there is of it‘-
still massed at the back; the absence of
skirt trimming or at most the adcrm
ment of the foot of the skirt at front and
sides with bands of velvet, passemem
terie, rufﬂes or ruches, and the in-
creased length, still obtain. The vel~
vet band is no longer set directly on the
edge of the skirt, but is placed an inch
above it. On some dresses a narrow
velvet panel is seen on one side; some-
times wide passementerie is laid half on
this, half on the skirt; another style is
a row of eight or ten large buttons
with simulated buttonholes.

The “bell" and “umbrella” skirts
are seen, composed of gores, and having
a bias scam in the back, but not one
woman in ﬁve can wear them with
grace. They deﬁne the ﬁgure with
startling accuracy. Said a friend in
her ﬁrst skirt of this kind: “I don’t
feel like a modest woman in this dress!”
Such skirts are lined throughout and
worn without a foundation skirt and

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tith a silk petticoat, which is often a
hamre in the landscape when the skirt
islifted, asit must be on the street.
Plaids are cut so that the front of the
skirt is straight and the back bias. The
seams of the bell skirt are often out-

Iined with gimp, but it is hardly a
pretty fashion, and there is no denying
that the skirt with the front very
‘ slightly draped, just enough to break
by a fold or two the plain outline, and

made moderately close-ﬁtting, with a

am. or large box-pleat in the back, is

the “happy medium” and the most
generally becoming style.

But if skirts are plain, fancy runs
niotin eorsages. Everything is worn;
the waist gives character to the gown.
The coat, and the coat-skirted basques
remain the leading models, but the
mtter is becoming terribly hackneyed
Coat skirts and frills are in all materials
and onall women. consequently it is the
ﬁt and the wearer which give the style.
Some women—slender women, with
slight hips—look well in coat skirts;
astout woman‘s ﬁgure reminds one of a
barn-door in them. But, being in
fashion, noone minds a little thing like
that. Other corsages are blocked in
deep points or battlements, the seams
opentothe waist line and the outlines
edged with narrow gimp. One of the
newest shapes is pointed in front, short
bathe hips, with a very long postilion
Back, reaching half the length of the
dress skirt. Waists for evening dresses
are almost invariably cut with mod-
erately sharp points front and back;
many have surplice folds which make
the popular V-shape both front and
back; and if one does not wish to dis-
close so much of the throat and neck,
the V is ﬁlled with passementerie
sewed together or with a pretty pat-
terned lace, fastened into a close collar.

Velvet was never more used in com-
bination with cloths than this year.
Rtrims the skirts; is used for entire

~ sleeves or for very deep elbow cuffs, for
sever-sand pocket laps, for coat skirts
and girdles, in short, wherever it can
be used, except, queerly enough, for
vests. These are made by preference on
wool dresses, such as cheviots, tweeds,
and the rough-surfaced novelties, of
smooth-faced cloth. A pretty green
Cheviot had: a jacket front with waist-
coat of plain green broadcloth, crossing
to leave a V-shaped opening at the
31th which was ﬁlled in with green
Bengaline, with collar of the same. The
edges of the vest, which formed a point
in front, were braided with gold braid in
Greek key pattern; and the jacket had
a deep coat collar and revers of green
nelvet. A band of velvet underlaid by
an inch wide fold of the broadcloth was
set down the left side, the fold turning
toward the front.

Sleeves are still full, loose and long,
and high on the shoulder thOugh not
so exaggerated as heretofore. The
mutton-leg remains the favorite; this
its moderately close below the elbow.

 

In trimmings, there are new patterns
in gimps and cord passementeries, used
for borders. Narrow gimps are much
used to form large braiding patterns,
scrolls and arabesques, and put upon
sleeves and vests in curves and “ curle-
ques.” They range from ten to ﬁfty
cents a yard. The newest trimmings
are the feather edges, at $1 and $1.50
a yard: these are ostrich barbes, ar-
ranged on a foundation so they may be
used to outline revers and collars.
Bands of cocks‘ plumes are $2.15 to
$2.75 a yard and seen in black and
brown; ostrich feathers are mixed with
the pretty iridescent barbes from pea-
cock feathers to make showy bands
which are used on wraps, or to trim the
fronts of corsages. The gaudy me-
tallic passementeries worn last year are

out of favor this season.
BEATRIX.

GETTING READY FOR SPRING.

Now while our gardens are glorious
with a profusion of autumn flowers, let
no one forget that this lovely weather
will soon change. and if aspring dis-
play is desired beds of bulbs must be
planted or transplanted, and prepared
to meet our expectations. The present
month is the time for the work, and do
not delay until the last days of it, for
these faithful bloomers are impatient of
neglect. A good rich top dressing is
essential as a ﬁnish to insure ﬂowers of
rich color and substance.

The only plant honestly entitled to
the fanciful name of “Snow on the
Mountain” is Euphm'bia murginata: it
is one of our most vigorous annuals,
coming self-sown after the first season’s
sowing. It is indigenous west of the
Mississippi, and blooms so profusely its
snowy appearance suggested its appro-
priate pet name. Any good garden soil
is all it requires.

Florists use lime water usually for
white worms; some stick matches in
the soil. I prefer a fresh supply of soil
and a clean pot. Carbolic acid is not a
good application to plants.

Plants when in good soil and in good
healthful growing condition I consider
conducive to health, rather than the
reverse.

I will add to the Editor's instructions
in regard to the gladiolus, that if one
has patience to raise plants from the
seed found in the ﬂower pods, they
are quite sure to get some new varieties
as they are not, like the bulblets, sure
to duplicate the parent. W'hen grow-
ing choice sorts in abundance I have
been delighted with my success, and it
is very little extra care, no more than
the bulblets require. A good gladiolus
is worthy of a good price, or time and
patience to originate a new variety.

Every lover of ﬂowers should pot a few
Holland bulbs for winter; they will
charm the whole family, and after
planting out will continue to bloom
every year as long as they live. The

 

last of this month and next is the time
to pot them. I have given directions
in the HOUSEHOLD in the past, but
will cheerfully repeat them if desired.

anrox. MRS. M. A. FULLER.

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CRUELTY TO CHILDREN.

Brothers and sisters (mostly sisters),
the spirit moves me to speak of some
things I saw at the Hillsdale fair.
Don‘t be alarmed now, I am not going
to talk about the mammoth cabbage-s
nor the crazy quilts. It is of other
things I will discourse—when I get to
them. Mrs. D., Maude and I were the
only ladies of the originally planned
party who ﬁnally boarded the excursion
train before the dew was 021’ the clever
on the morning of the ﬁrst of October.
Mrs. D. gave one despairing look at my
lunch basket and meekly asked how
long I intended to stay. Mr. D. wanted
to know if I didn‘t think we had better
commence to eat “right off." I manag-
ed by a little generalship to protect my
basket. and about eleven we reached
the fair grounds. Saw all there was to
be seen except the stock. and the reason
we did not see that was because Our
male escort disappeared from mortal
sight as soon as we had explored the
lunch basket and was not seen again
until the pangs of hunger. the shades
of evening and the near approach of
train time drove him to seek his nearest
relatives again. The great feature of
the fair this year was Vick‘s vegetable
show, which was certainly worth seeing.
But it is not of that I am going to speak.
Then we saw some very ﬁne furniture
which seemed so reasonable in price.
But that is not what I am going to talk
about. I hear some one say (presum-
ably a‘“ brethren") “Get to the point,
sister; get to the point." All right, I
will; but.I must say I saw the loveliest
blue satin sofa pillow—hand painted.
It certainly was the loveliest thing.
There is a man not a thousand miles
away, in fact he is out in the second

'ﬁeld cutting corn, the one with that

old straw hat on I have talked so much
about, who always supplements a par—
ticularly extravagant statement with
the remark “speaking after the man-
ner of women.” But I don't care: that
sofa pillow was a beauty.

Well, what I want to talk about is other
folks. (A voice from the rear: “Don't
doubt it in the least: most women do.”)
Will some one please put that brother
out? There! now We will go on with
our meeting in peace and quietness. I
hope. I will commence by remarking
there is no place like a big crowd in
which to show out dispositions. One‘s
true self generally comes to the sur-
face at such a time. When tired with
walking and seeing, Mrs. D. and I
thought we would rest awhile provided
we could ﬁnd aseat. The benches a.l

seemed pretty well ﬁlled, but at last we
spied one, only one end of which was
occupied and that by a youngish sort 0-

  

  

 


 

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couple with a small lunch-basket be-
tween them which they were preparing
toopen. Elated with our luck we sank
down upon the seat, whereupon the
woman eyed us coldly and suspiciously
and remarked “We are going to use all
of this seat; we are going to spread our
lunch all out." You should have heard
the importance of the tone and re-
marked the size of the basket to have
appreciated it. We didn’t stop to argue
the matter, but sufﬁciently awed moved
on. In amoment we came upon another
seat which was pretty well ﬁlled, but
looked as if there would be very com-
fortable sitting for one toward one end
where sat a rather elderly lady and
little girl four or ﬁve years old. her
grand ~niece, we learned afterward in a
burst of conﬁdence. Mrs. D. insisted
upon my taking the seat by reason of a
slight indisposition. In fact I left home
under protest, but then you know how
you like to go after you hﬁ'e planned
it so long, even if you do eat too many
plums the day before. \‘Vell. I sat
do wn, whereupon the sweet-faced grand-
aunt looked up at Mrs. D. and said.
“ \Vouldn’t you‘like to sit down." " Oh.”
said Mrs. D., “I don't think there is
room for me." “ Oh yes," the lady re—
plied, “' we will make room; you know
we have to crowd a little such days as
this." Suchawarm, delicious feeling
stole over my heart, which a few
minutes before had been slowly 00n-
gealing. One needed but to look at her
and hear her full sweet voice to feel
sure she would be willing to crowd on
all days. Does a voice ever make any
difference with your enjoyment of a
person? It does with mine. So many
funny things we saw that day. I was
much more interested in the display of
human nature than in any other de-
partment.

And the babies! Oh the babiesi
Every time I heard a- poor tired baby
cry it went through my heart like a
knife. So many nursing babies—though
really they were better off than those
who were able to walk. But I couldn‘t
help remarking one thing? There was
not a woman there who would have
dreamed of going into the ladies’ closet
to eat a dinner, but they took their
little babies in there to give them their
meals. I saw a little girl about two
years old who was crying, “Take me
home, so tired; want to see papa: take
me home; take me home." The mother
said, “Shut up; you aint going home;
keep still or I will slap you." .The
child continued her wailing cry of
“ take me home; so tired.” The mother
shook her roughly and threatened again
to slap her, but could not hush the
child’s crying. She shook her again
and again. It made me boil. I heard
a woman near me who was watching
the performance say “Land! aint that
young one got spunk? ” I snapped out
“ Don‘t that woman lack sense? ”
Finally, when I could stand it no longer
I went to the woman and asked if her

 

child was sick. “Oh. no,” she said,
“she ain’t sick now but she has been,
and she's awful cross. I can't do noth-
ing with her.” The child cried till she
was exhausted and then fell asleep, her
breath coming in long heavy sobs.
Much relieved. her mother laid her
down with a shawl for a pillow and had
a good time hearing the “musical
genius “ sing and play.

But the most hopelessly helpless
looking creature I saw was a man car-
ryinga ﬁve or six months' old“ baby and
leading a two year old; both babies
crying at the top of their voices and
the man looking as if he wanted to cry
too. Where his women folks were is
more than I know, but he surely needed
them mightily, for a more dejected
iooking mortal I never gazed upon.
Saw another baby about two years old
being dragged along almost as fast as
its mother could walk. and when the
mere toddler stumbled and fell was
jerked up again by one arm and dragged
along even faster than before. Oh,
how I longed to gather up all the tired
little creatures and hustle them home
and into their cribs! How thankful
was I that my own little “ chappie "' was
safe at home at his sand heap with his
shovel and cart, and his dinner and nap
in due season!

The lengthening shadows at last
warned us to get back to the depot,
which we did speedily. After feeling
positive we never in all this world
would get through the crowd and into
the right train, we ﬁnally steamed out
of Hillsdale and in course of time
arrived at home, agreeing we had had
a splendid time watching other folks
and looking at fall wraps and hats.

ALBIOS. EUPHEMIA.

——.O._—

GOOD HUSB ANDS.

 

" I've got such a good husband,“ she
said in a conﬁdential moment. “ Monday
mornings he gets breakfast and I go
right to washing. I use pearline: soak
the clothes over night, and by eight
o’clock the washing is on the line.
Breakfast over, and he has gone to his
place of business. If the babies are
sick he is over them as much as I, and
just as anxious. He is always kind and
tender of me. so loverlike—I often won-
der why he chose me, when he could
have had his pick among lots of girls,"
and she hid her blushing face behind
the baby. a lusty little fellow of per-
haps eight months. and there were two
others not much more than babies.
Here was a honest, just tribute to a
noble, good fellow, and my heart
swelled with pride toward the sweet
little woman who was just as much in
love with her husband as when he came
courting. In a cozy little nest of a
home—for he worked on a salary—they
were happier and more contented than
had they owned millions. “’Tis love
that makes the world go round." noth-
ing surer under the sun.

I don’t really suppose there is any
ﬁxed rule whereby a good husband can

 

be measured; if there were we’d have
them made to order. They do not
spring up in a night like mushrooms;
they are made much like the earth‘s
strata. layer upon layer, one good
quality overlying another, mellowing
as the years get into them; and while it
may not be true in all cases, it is in a
majority. the wife has verv much to do
in molding the husband. It is just as
she begins. There is no better way to
commence the day than with a kiss and
a cheery word: it will lighten the
heaviest burden. it leaves a pleasant
memory. It is the best lubricatin-
known to prevent friction in the home
machinery. A kiss and cheery word.
are so easily given: yet how chary we
are of them! The young husband needs
more sympathy than he usually receives
——he has never had the least idea how
fearfully and wonderfully the modern
woman is “ gotten up:" a perfect martyr
to backache, headache, feet ache. hys-
teria, neuralgia, variability of temper,
an odd mixture of sunshine and clouds,
smiles and tears. It is something new
to him, these periodical attacks. and if
he should not immediately fall into
spasms don't consider him entirely de-
void of sympathy; he may suffer as
much mentally as though he voiced it
every three minutes.

A good husband is particular as to
his personal appearance—that is, as
far as he can be. No man can folIOw a
team through a cloud of dust aftera
dry summer fallow and not be con-
siderably mussed up; in fact it would be
the poorest place in the world to wear
a Prince Albert coat and high silk but.
It is but natural to suppose that his
face would be reeking with perspira-
tion, and grimy with dirt, but if the
spirit should move him to kiss you and
hug that new lawn waist, that is so be~
coming to you. don't for mercy's sake
say a word; don‘t show the least
reluctance, for in these uncertain
times there may come a day you'll
want a kiss and a hug and the spirit
won‘t move. A husband to be good the
year round must have considerable en«
couragement, else he'll kick over the
traces, faint by the way: he must have
fully as much attention lavished upon
him as in the days preceding matri<
mony. If he likes his meals right on
time. study to have them so: ﬁnd out
his favorite dishes and prepare them.
Food is best enjoyed where both par-
ties like it, it loses half its good quali-
ties if one is forced to eat it alone. If
he likesa good cigar or will chew oc-
casionally on the vile and obnoxiohs
weed, why make the best of it: buy him
a nice pretty cuspidore, set it handy to
his big chair and read him the news—
paper while he indulges. By tact an
patient and persistent effort maybe
you’ll succeed in uprooting the habit,
but you never will by tabooing cuspi-
dores and scolding about smoke ruin<

ing the lace curtains.
Good husbands like to seethings

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cheerful, so light up the parlor even-
ings; ﬁx up just as if you expected com-
pany and open the piano; if he likes
cards, backgammon, checkers or tiddle-
dewinks, learn to play and get so you
can beat him, even though it is against
your principles, or I am afraid—he's
human you know—~you’ll spend an even-
ing alone and wonder why he slipped
off on the sly.

Perfection, if ever attained, comes
through years of discipline. The good
husband is not selﬁsh; he sees and ap-
preciates all that the wife (foes—prompt
meals, a wardrobe in order, “buttons
where buttons should be,” a cozy well
kept home, the cheerfulness with which
she bears her share of the burdens. She
is dearer to him than life, and “he’ll
kiss her and tell her so.”

“ There’s a cross road somewhere in life, J ohn,

Where a hand on a guiding stone

Will signal one ' over the river ’
And the other must go on alone.

Should she reach the last milestone ﬁrst. J ohn.
Twill be comfort amid your woe

To know that while loving her here, J chn
Yo kissed her and told her so.”

BATTLE CREEK. EVANGELINE.

 

A HIGHER STANDARD.

 

I have been reading the HOUSEHOLD
of Sept. 26th, and think it good read-
ing. One of its articles especially in-
terests me—“ Men and \Vomen;” and
why shouldn’t this subject and thoughts
upon it and pertaining to it, interest us
all? If in seeking to determine the
proper status of man or woman—either
as individual, sex or class—we would
use more good common sense, Ithink
the work would be very much simpliﬁed,
but the demands of the times, and more
especially of custom, have taken the
subject in hand to decide, and it would
seem in some cases removed if from
the domain of good sense.

The relations which should exist be-
tween the sexes, whether viewed from
a moral, social, or business standpoint,
compose a question of the very greatest
moment and importance. one which lies
at the foundation of all that we cherish,
and as a Christian nation, should
rightly determine and maintain. I am
glad to see the practical view taken in
the article referred to, and I wouldn’t
like to say it’s a dreadful sensible article
(dreadful when speaking of those
“prosaic, stuffy, poky, homely old men”)
just because it agrees With my views,
but will only say I agree with so sensible
an article.

A Frenchman who lately traveled in
this country expressed much surprise
at the freedom accorded to American
Women, and especially to young women,
in going about in our cities and else—
where unattended by a male escort.
I think he failed to see that they were
escorted by a healthy moral public sen-
timent, and their own pure motives
and right acts, and were therefore safe;
and yet it has seemed to me that, in
some cases, the deference paidtowoman
has resulted injuriously to her; that is,
she has taken these acts of courtesy,

  
   

and the deference paid to her sex,

viewing them in a wrong light,
and has assumed, but not possessed,
that which would entitle her to be the
recipient of courtesies and deference.

I am glad that so many of the busi-
ness avenues of life are open to woman,
and that she is availing herself of the
same. The experiences there gained
ought but to fit her the better for the
work and duties of wife and mother.
and to be the light and life of that best
of all earthly places—an American
home.

Do we not as men and women fail——
lamentably fail, in placing our standard
of life too low? A higher standard
and more earnest, persistent and heroic
efforts to reach the same is the great
need of the times; and may the efforts of
the HOUSEHOLD in this direction—lead-
ing to a higher plane and abetter and
more correct view of life and its duties
—be abundantly blessed.

UNION Home. J. T. DANIELLS.

 

LENAWEE COUNTY FAIR.

 

The Lenawee County fair for 1891 is a
thing of the past; numerically and
ﬁnancially it was a grand success, for
there were more persons present on
Thursday than on any day at a previous
fair. The railroads carrying passen-
gers for half fare, and a balloon ascen-
sion every day drew the crowd. Every-
body went, men, women and children.
We heard of one baby there only two
weeks old, but did not see it ourselves;
we did see lots of tired mothers and
tired children. It is a good place to get
tired. A lady made the ascension on
Wednesday, Thursday and Friday; and
as she performed on the trapeze bar, I
could think of nothing but one of those
toys called jumping-jacks, she looked so
small in the distance. Wednesday was
Children’s Day, and the schools all over
the county let out to let the pupils go
to the fair, the ofﬁcers of the society
giving a nice banner to the school
having the largest per cent in attend-
ance. A company of Alger cadets from
this township (Palmyra) consisting of
fourteen young ladies, with navy blue
dresses trimmed with gilt buttons and
braid and carrying guns, gave a very
ﬁne military drill on two days of the
fair. The ladies of the Methodist
church had the dining hall this year at
the fair; and never before was the
weather so intensely hot all the week,
and such crowds of people waiting at
the doors to gain admittance to the
tables. The many other places where
hot lunches could be obtained were kept
well ﬁlled, for everybody must eat even
at the fairs, though many took their
lunches and ate them from their bug-
gies or on the ground in groups,
scattered here and there, I was only
able to go on Wednesday and Thursday
and was willing enough to stay home
and rest on Friday.

 

MRS. B. J. LAING.

‘0
Lnxswn: JUNCTION.

WORKING TEE BURIER.

 

Henry Talcott, of Ohio, the great
dairy expert, says:

“ The buttermilk should all be washed
out of the butter so it will not color the
last water. The butter should then be
allowed to drain. It needs no working
whatever, but should be carefully
weighed; then press in or squeeze in
one ounce of good, ﬁne dairy salt to the
pound of butter, and if you intend to'
pack it down for shipment or to keep in
crocks or tubs, you never can have it in
as good condition to pack as the minute
you ﬁrst get the salt into it. The but-
ter will retain its rosy ﬂavor better to-
pack immediately; every moment‘s ex-
posure to air lessens its goodness; every'
particle of working above what is ac-w
tually necessary to press in the salt,
injures the grain of the butter and re-
duces its value in market. YOu must
have song brains or gumption about
you, to be a good butter—maker.“

 

AN exchange recommends the fol-
lowing method of keeping grapes fresh
for winter eating: “Use the common
pasteboard boxes which accumulate in
every family. Cut a layer of cotton the
size of the box and put it in the bottom;
over this a layer of grapes, then more
cotton and grapes until the box is full,
ending with the cotton. Cover, and
paste paper strips around joining of
box and cover. Keep in cool, dry
place.

 

Contributed Recipes.

 

CANNED Gauss—Pick the grapes from-
the stems without pulping. Have ready a
syrup made in the proportion of a heaping
coffee cup of sugar to one pint of water,
Over the stemmed grapes pour boiling water
enough to cover. Let remain until the skins
crack open, which should be in about one
minute. Then pour off the water and put
the grapes in the syrup. Let stand just long;
enough to come toa boil, then can. Concord
grapes. fully ripe, meet with the best results.
This process possesses the merit of retain-~
ing the natural ﬂavor of the grape.

DUNDEE. Dor.

 

GRAPE CATSUPr—BOil and strain ten pounds.
of ripe grapes, add three pounds of sugar;
one quart of vinegar; two tablespoonfuls
each of ground cinnamon, pepper and all-
spice, and one tablespoonful each of salt and
ground cloves. Boil until the catsup is.
thick as liked, then bottle and seal.

 

GREEN GRAPE Pansnnvns.—-Pick them over
carefully, and reject any that are injured;
wash them, and to every pound of grapes
allow three-quarters of a pound of sugar.
Put the grapes into a preserving-pan; then a
layer of sugar. then a layer of grapes. Boil
on a moderate ﬁre, stirring it all the time to
prevent its burning, and as the grape-stones»
rise take them out with a spoon, so that by
the time the fruit is sufﬁciently boiled—
about one hour—the stones will all have been

 

taken” out. This is a goo 1 way to use grapes.
not quite ripe when frost comes. DAISY.
Damon’s.

