
 

 

 

 

DETROIT, FEB. 18, 1892.

 

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

Forlhe Household.
TRANSITION.

 

BY MARTHA E. DIMOH.
[Suggested by the last words of a youth of 16.]
Boise my head a triﬂe, mother.
Put your arms around me tight.
Do not sob and grieve so for me.
All my pain will cease tonight.

All my pain will cease forever.
And my soul wrll e’er be free

From the petty limitations
Earth imposes upon me.

You. yourself, have always taught me
So to live from day to day,

That whenever Death should ﬁnd me
It should never bring dismay.

And this night it brings me nothing
But a yearning wistfu‘ness

Face to face to see my Saviour.
Thank Him for His faithfulness.

For ‘tis life alone has kept me
In the straight and narrow way
When the primrose path of dalliauce
Tempted so my feet to stray.

Kiss me, mother. and be thankful
That He wants me there so soon;
Not so white a soul I’d carry
If not called until life’s noon.

Life is yet before me. mother.
A far better. nobler life

Than my soul coald ever fashion
’Mid this hurried, worldly strife.

Death but claims me for a moment;
It shall hear me o'er the ﬂood
There to spend an age eternal
In a closer walk with God.

Do not weep in bitter sorrow,
Clasp me to your bosom tight;
Bweetly kiss me once more, mother,
For I'm going home tomightl
Four Warns. 1ND.

——_—...I—I——

HEALTBFUL DRESS.

 

A few years ago I found in a magazine
article a reference to the work of Mrs.
Annie J enness-Miller and to her
monthly publication, “Dress.” [Now
discontinued—En] I knew nothing
then of the system of dress advocated
by Mrs. Miller, but for some time
had been trying to contrive some
means by which the weight of my
clothing might be taken from my hips.
Since then I have made eﬂorts to learn
all that I could concerning this system,
and have adopted it myself.

Perhaps among the readers of the
HOUSEHOLD there is some one who is
not acquainted with this healthful
mode of dress; perhaps there is another
who knows a little of it and who would
like to know more. May I then be

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spared a little space in which to de-
scribe it? “Maximum warmth with
minimum weight,” seems to be Mrs.
Miller’s motto. Do you not know
women who will not wear warm cloth-
ing—sufﬁcient clothing? When one
thinks, too,of skirt after skirt piled
upon the much enduring hips of woman -
kind, when one sees girls with waists
laced far out of all proportion to the
rest of the body, one can not wonder
that so many women are nervous,
weak and diseased. Let them laugh if
they please, and say, as they will. that
their hips are strong and the more
they can pile upom them the better
they feel. It stands to reason, when
considered scientiﬁcally, that if women
would be more careful in dress, they
would suffer less.

According to the Jcnness-Miller
system, next the body is worn a union
garment of wool; outside of that is a
cotton or pongee union garment. then
the equestrienne tights. I myself, wear
a full light divided skirt with the
tights. This is for winter wear; in the
summer the woolen undergarment is
light, or summer weight, and only a
full divided skirt need be worn.

We are now ready for the dress,
which need not differ materially from
other people’s dresses, so long as it is
cut hygienically, and made on a gown
form. This gown form is a lining for
the skirt, but is made with a waist.
Before the outside cloth is put upon it,
it looks like a close-ﬁtting wrapper of
silesia or cambric. The waist of the
gown form may be cut low in the neck
and it need have no sleeves. Thus all
the weight of the dress skirt is trans-
ferred from the hips to the shoulders,
and there are no pernicious bands
about the waist. The dress waist is
worn outside. Many of the patterns
have waist and skirt combined, but
this is not a necessity.

A word concerning the equestrienne
tights. They are of black wool, are
jersey ﬁtting, and reach from the
waist to the ankle, or from the waist to
the knee. They are very warm and at
the same time exceedingly light, as is
the case with the full divided skirt.
Both these garments being hygieni-
cally ﬁtted to the hips, need no support.

If one is wedded to her corset, she
may substitute a corset waist.

 

I wish I could tell you all how much

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I like this mode of dress. Don’t begin
by saying that you could never wear
union garments and divided skirts.
They are Very comfortable and you
won’t look remarkably different from
other people. '3 Indeed, if you should
seem unlike them you- would have a
“Jenness-Miller,” air—it can not be
better described—and you would be
quite in the fashion. A new era. is
dawning, we do not see .as many wasp-
like waists as we saw formerly, they
are out of date, women are growing
sensible. BARBARA.

 

THE VALUE OF A GOOD NAME.

 

It has been a- long time since I have
written to the HOUSEHOLD, but now I
come to say that it does not seem to
me it would be putting a premium on
crime for our State to furnish a home
for friendless and unfortunate girls.
I think many appropriations of State
funds are made which are far more un-
worthily bestowed; Women as a class
are always ready to cast the ﬁrst stone
at their more unfortunate sisters. I
wonder, so many times, why this is sol
Often one who in years gone by has
sinned as well as they, will, with sly
whisperings or open sneers, give to
others the full account of what “they
say” about some young and thought-
less girl who has in an unguarded hour
become the victim of a young man
who goes through life courted, ﬂat-
tered and sought after by other silly
girls and their more than silly mothers.
Why will not women raise the same
standard of purity for man as for
woman, and stand by it whatever
comes?

Parents, as a rule, are the last ones to
hear evil reports of their own children.
Many who profess to be their friends
will hear and sometimes pass them on
to others, and never whisper in that
mother’s ear that her daughter is in
danger, or warn a father to keep a
closer guard over the young son who is .
becoming wild. There are human
vultures ever seeking for the foul and
impure, and there are many people
more ready to believe anything bad
about others than something good,
Mothers, talk with your children more;
teach them that they can have no
more precious treasure than a pure
character; also that a “good name is

 


 

2 'The Household.

rather to be chosen than great riches.”
Some one has said “Character is what
God knows we are; reputation is what
men say we are;” and while it is of the
greatest importance that our char-
acters be right in His sight, it is
greatly to be desired that our reputa-
tions be above reproach. Years ago in
one of my school readers I learned this
verse on a good name:

" Children. choose it. don’t refuse it;
"I‘is more precious far than gold:
Hi hly prize it. don’t despise it.
on will need it when you’re old."

FI DUS AC HATE 3.

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‘ “mm LETTER F30” A NEW ﬁiisialiiemléfiif ‘Iffhﬁliiﬁiu ”£53353
CONTRIBUTOR. ‘ ’ 3’ Y P Y Y

 

“ More copy wanted! “ And hosts of
us with knowledge, ideas, experiences,
lying fallow year after year, and grow-
ing richer by the pouring in of good
things read and heard and seen, while
we only

“ Flock in a corner, like some Jack Homer.
And nobodv’s the wiser. for each like a miser
Lives to himself, gets what he can and keeps

it for pelf."

We supposed our Eiitor was deluged
with letters from those who like to see
themselves in print or who “ have
nothing to say and say it.” Farmers
and farmers” wives best qualiﬁed to do
any good in that line are usually too
busy to do any free writing. Much
that we read is but untried theory or
sky-high genius requiring the most
fortuitous concatenation of events ter-
restial and celestial, and it fails to
beneﬁt ordinary mortals.

No doubt we know a great deal if we
could only think of it. At least we
thought so when we were young and
never heard our children’s lessons or
looked over Phyfe’s “Seven Thousand
Words often Mispronounced.” Now,
when the hens wont lay, the bread is
poor, the baby gets sick and the hus-
bands interrupt their reading with
“ You remember so and so in such and
such a congress? ” or " When was
that?” or “What is the particular
event referred to? ” we feel that our
wisdom is Socratic in that we know we
know nothing.

I have some handy books that help
me out of many quandaries, and I know
where to get books cheap. There are
helpful historical and literary games,
and we read besides our MICHIGAN
FARMER the excellent Practical Far-
mer and a religious, a political, a musi-
cal, a juvenile, a household and a
literary periodical. We are lavish in
reading matter and economize else-
where. Even when we are too busy to
take half of it in it helps to keep up a
healthful atmosphere, and somebody

will pick up a crumb here and there to
think of or talk about; and work goes
easier if not always better. Just here

is one of the best features of the Chau-
tauqua movement. I do not agree with
Beatrix in classing it among “fads,”
nor in saying it “ was epidemic ” when
its continual growth is only equalled

sucking her thumb, or tell me what
connection St. Botolph had with Bos-
ton. I wish she would review Drum-
mond‘s Addresses for us. It is quite
startling to have him tell us that ill-
nature does more harm than drunken-
ness, but it is true of most families. Oh
the little foxes! Oh the woman who
wonders at the selfishness of those
faithfully copying hers! the temper-
ance of those smoking themselves into
irritability, dyspepsia or heart disease!

they are born! And the army of youth
running the streets ad lib., or reading
wildﬁre while the parents read trash
or bury themselves in neat housekeep-
ing, in business, in society or even in
church work! Verily “ one” has need
to “be as an host.” Who has not a
niche larger than he can ﬁll satis-
factorily? ALIQUIS.
N0 M\N'S Lwn.

 

Unless Beatrix’s memory plays her
false the connection between St.
Botolph and Boston is this: In one of
the English counties is a town ori-
ginally called “St. Botolph’s Town.”
By long incorrect pronunciation the
name was merged into “Boston.”
Among the ﬁrst settlers in Massachu-
setts were a few natives of the old
English “Boston,” who gave the name
to the town they founded on Massa-
chusetts Bsy; and which Sir Elwin
Arnold has just said is the “fount of
pure English undeﬁled” in this country.
Rather amusing, that its very name
should. be an instance of corrupted
pronunciation, isn’t it?

We do not know where the magazine
Aliquis refers to is published. It is not
named in our Publishers’ Directory.
We do not think it advisable to in-
stitute an exchange department in the
HOUSEHOLD. Ideas of the value of
things differ so much that there is sure
to be more or less dissatisfaction. We
will “swap yarns ”—and put our own
estimate upon them.

Aliquis is cordially invited to call

again.
'-——-...——_—

FROM THE WE ST.

 

It has been some time since my last
letter to the HOUSEHOLD, and now as
we are far from Michigan—that State
that will be ever dearer than all the
rest, by reason of early‘ associations—
and in the far West, I appreciate the
HOUSEHOLD more than ever before.
When reading the letters of A. L. L.
of their delightful western trip, I little
thought a few short weeks and we
would be in Denver, the “ Queen City
of the Plains.” Thus it is, life some-
times seems a series of surprises.

My “ Saratoga ” allowed but small
space for literature of any description,

 

by our hopes for its future.

Beatrix

    

so I took that which would be the most

says many good things, and may be she
can tell how to make the baby stop

cided to be the last year’s HOUSEHOLD
and Ladies' Ifome Journal.

The ﬁrst Sunday spent here alone
(husband being away) seemed strange
indeed. All alone in a strange city,
knowing nobody and nobody knowing
me. But when evening came a lady
invited me to go to Trinity Church
with her and the invitation was ac
cepted. The church is not very large,
but is very beautiful indeed. Between
two and three hundred electric jets,
arranged in designs on walls and ceil-
ing, cast their soft white light over its
interior decoration, in which you re-
cognize the hand of an artist.

Its organ, cost $35,000, is the ﬁnest in
the world, but you forget its beauty
while listening to its sweet, soft notes.
And you forget the beauty of the organ
with its melodious tones; you forget the
beautiful church and its brilliant lights;
you forget the sea of faces and even
yourself, when the Rev. Dr. McIntyre
Ste 95 upon the platform and opens his
discourse. His subject was “New
Year’s Resolutions, and How to Keep
Them,” not only telling us many good
resolutions, but most important of all—
how to keep them. And I feelevery
one left the building with higher and
a more steadfast purpose and felt if we
had a vice which we wished to eradi-
cate it was not only necessary to say,
"Now I won’t do that any more,” but
we must put some virtue in its place.
Among the many beautiful thoughts
he endeavored to impress upon us was,
if we broke up a bad habit we must
practice the corresponding virtue in its
stead. if we wished to be successful, and
Icould not help thinking that this is
the cause of many of our failures; for
instance, if we know we are selﬁsh and
simply resolve we will be selﬁsh no
more, we leave a vacuum in our souls
and Nature abhors a vacuum; but if
we resolve not only not to be selﬁsh
any more, but to be generous and do
something for those about us—that
little which so often can bring com-
fort and happiness to our neighbors—
our natures will contain no moral
vacuum, and we have a potent remedy
for our fault.

Friendliness seems to be a charac-
teristic of the people in the west. Every
one seems to take an interest in those
around them, especially strangers,
and make it pleasant for them. How
easy it is with a few pleasant words to
cheer some one’s lonely hours!

As Samuel Smiles has remarked,
“There is something solemn and awful
in the thought that there is not an act

nor thought in the life of a human

being but carries with it a train of con-

sequences. the end of which we may

never trace.” And we kno v if in this
new year our thoughts are pure, our
acts will be good, which tend to elevate
ourselves and those around.

Welcome Grandpa! I am glad to see

you back and hope in future your good
health may be catching instead of
disease.

 

comfort to me, which was quickly de-

M A N DEE.
anvna. Col.

      

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The Household. 3

 

A TRIP TO MT. HAMILTON.

 

We left San Francisco early in the
morning of a dull. gloomy day, in the
latter part of January, for a ride of
ﬁfty miles to the metropolis of Santa
'Clara Valley—San Jose. the garden
,city of the Paciﬁc coast.

On this line of railroad lie many
beautiful suburban towns, Fair- Oaks,
*San Mateo, Redwood and Menlo Park.
'This last named place is noted as the
residence of a large number of San
'Francisco’s most wealthy business men.
Beyond MenloPark, about two miles, is
‘Palo Alto, the site of the Leland San-
‘ford Jr. University erected by Senator
‘Sanford in .memory of his son. This
monument of parental affection has an
endowment of $20,000,000, and the
grounds belonging to the estate contain
4,291 acres of land.

Before entering San Jose, to the left
about four miles from the city we ob-
serve the large paper mill of James
'Lick. An interesting incident was re-
lated to us about this mill and its
It seems when Mr. Lick was
'young he was very poor, but like many
another had high notions. He fell in
love with the daughter of his em-
ployer and asked her hand, but was re-
‘iused on account of his position in life.

"This caused a bitterness of feeling

'toward the fair sex, and when the mill
twas erected he declared that no woman

should ever enter its door. ﬂThis de-
~cission has been rigidly adhered to.

We reached Sm Jose about neon;
were driven through beautiful streets

‘to the Vendome Hotel. where we at once
'inquired at what hour the stage left
'for Mt. Hamilton.

We were told we
would not even have time for lunch,
but hunger is a small item when one is
bent on seeing the beautiful or wonder-

ful. In about half an hour the stage

was before the door, and as we chanced
to be the ﬁrst passenger we took the
best seat (that beside the driver) and
were kindly allowed to keep it. The
ﬁve gentlemen who came out of another
hotel looked a little surprised when

'they saw who the sixth passenger was,

especially as we were informed that it
would be impossible to drive to the top
of the mountain. However, we had
come too far to be deterred by slight
difficulties, and so a happy party started
for the great Lick Observatory.

The day was warm and pleasant like

.aday in June, and even the four ﬁne

cream colored horses, as they pranced
out of town, looked as though they
enjoyed it too.

As we began to ascend the mountain
and looked down upon the beautiful
valley stretching miles away, dotted
with towns, well cultivated ﬁelds, and

seeming like a panorama as the views

were continually changing, even the
driver, an intelligent, gentlemanly

man, must havecaught the enthusiasm
-of his passengers, as they gave ex-
=pression to their surprise and pleasure

This road is twenty-six miles in length,
has three hundred and sixty-ﬁve curves,
rises to an altitude of 4,443 feet, was
built by the county at a cost of $100,000
and is as smooth as a ﬂoor.

About fourteen miles from the start-
ing point we change horses; four larger
ones are brought out, and as this is
being done, the gentleman have an op-
portunity to use their little kodacks.
When we reach Smith’s Creek, seven
miles from the top, we stop to rest,
about four o’clock in the afternoon,
and here six hungry passengers take
their ﬁrst meal since early morning.
From this place two youngrmen were
sent ahead to ascertain just how far we
could go. The snow had fallen very
deep upon the top of the mountain, and
as it melted and ran down -made the
road in many places quite bad. On the
north side, where the sun never pene-
trates, we were obliged to runfso close
to the precipice that one false step of
the horses would have thrown us
thousands of feet below. The? gentle-
men were twice obliged to get out and
walk, as they were told if they valued
their lives they would (10 well to take
this precaution. The great danger was
the giving way of the bank, for in many
places these roads are built -out from
the side of the mountain, as are similar
roads in the Alps. When awe got
within a mile of the top a”, halt was
called, and the advance guard heard
from. They reported thejway blocked,
and said we could drive-ho further.
The gentlemen now began preparations
for the walk—or rather climb—of a
mile directly up the mountain, without
a road or guide, except: one of the
young men who was taking some pro-
visions to the professors and students
who remain up there all the year. We
felt rather disconsolate as we contem-
plated the hard undertaking, but
never for a moment thought of giving
it up, especially when we remembered
that some months before, two English
ladies had made this trip on foot from
Smith’s Creek, a distance :of seven
miles; surely we could walk one!

Well, it is said fortune favors the
brave, and whether or not we deserved
it, we certainly were greatly favored on
this occasion, for one of the young men
was told to dismount and lead the
horse, while we had all we could do to
remain seated in the saddle. i: We get
little in this world without an effort,
but when an object is gained, it gives
us all the more pleasure that we had
some trouble in obtaining it. We dis-
mounted at the foot of the last steep
ridge upon which the observatory
stands, for we concluded we were not
equestrian enough to attempt anything
quite so steep.

The site upon which this building is
erected is the highest peak in Northern
California, and the builders were for-
tunate in nnding the right material
from which the brick is made. quite
near the top. When Mr. Lick made

 

this muniﬁcent gift to the State it was
with the understanding that where-
ever it was located, the county should
build the road that led to it, and so
Santa Clara County built it at the cost
already named. There can never be a
railroad to this place, because the
mechanism in the building is so ﬁne
the least jar would injure it.

When we were well warmed and
rested one of the professors led the
way to the large dome. We were
taken up ashort ﬂight of stairs, and
ushered into an immense room, a com-
plete circle, with a telescope weighing
fourteen tons hung in the centre, and
so evenly and beautifully adjusted that
achild could move it. Everything in
this revolving dome is worked by
machinery. There is an opening
through which the instrument is
pointed, and by turning a crank the
ﬂoor can be raised or lowered at will.
The seat upon which one sits while
taking an observation is made some-
thing like a step-ladder, only much
larger, and divided in the middle, so
that one half is raised, as it were half a
tone above the other, like the keys of a
piano, so that one can get the exact
point at which to look through the in-
strument.

Our ﬁrst observation was the moon
(then at the full), and after we were
satisﬁed with that, the great glass was
turned on the planet of all others that
we most desired to see—Saturn. How
beautiful she looked hanging in space
like alarge bright globe, surrounded
with her two rings and seven moons,
six of which were visible at this time!
While we gazed enraptured at the
scene before us, and thought of the
manifold works of God, we could only
exclaim with the Psalmist, “How
wonderful are Thy works, 0 Lord, in
wisdom hast Thou made them all.”

We could scarcely leave this pon-
derous instrument so fascinated had we
become, as again and again we looked
through it; but time was pressing,
there was much yet to be seen, so we
followed the professor as he led the
way to the tower. In this elevated
square room is a curious piece of mech-
anism called a clock, which runs all
the machinery in the building, and
here we were i anded the key and told
to wind the clock, something no other
visitor had ever been permitted to do.
We took it that it was a reward for our
perseverance in coming to visit this
place through such difﬁculties.

We next descended to the basement
where all the machinery is placed, and
there we could with proﬁt have spent
an hour, but one thing above all others
drew our attention. Directly under
the large dome is to be seen a plain
slab with this inscription in brass let-
terS'

“HERE LIES THE BODY OF

JAMES LICK."

 

What a grand monument to his

  


4 The Household.

 

 

memory, one that is both a beneﬁt and
pleasure to thousands!

From here we were taken to other
parts of the building, and shown many
of the curious and wonderful things it
contains. Some of the machinery is so
ﬁne and liable to injury from dust and
atmospheric changes that it is kept
covered with canvas, and is surrounded
with double walls having a vacuum, so
that the room may be kept at a certain
temperature all the time. Instruments
of every kind and description that the
world can produce are here. The large
hall hung with maps of various obser-
vations is quite a curiosity. Last of all,
we visited the small dome and telescope.
This is by no means small, only in com-
parison to the large one; and is open at
all times to visitors, but the large one
on Saturday only.

With many thanks we bade adieu to
those scientists, whose kindness will
ever be assomated in our memory with
the Lick Observatory. We descended
on foot to where our stage was in wait-
ing to convey us back to San Jose, well
repaid for the hardships endured on the
trip. The drive back again down that
winding road in the clear moonlight
will long be remembered, as well as the
courtesy and kindness of our fellow
passengers. When we arrived at Our
hotel and found in our c0mfortable
room a dainty lunch set out for us, we
could heartily enjoy this ﬁtting ﬁnish

to a day well spent.
E. M. MCCALLUM.

 

IN THE STORE.

 

Mrs. A.—-“ How do you do, Mrs. B?”

Mrs. B.—“Oh, middlin’ well, but
everybody at our house has got a cold
and I came over to get some pocket-
handkerchiefs for the children. I
don’t know what to do either, for there
are no cheap ones here, and I hate to
buy any other for them to carry to
school, for they lose them so often.”

Mrs. A.—-“ Don’t you ever make them
out of cheap lawn? I think it makes
ﬁrst rate ones, easy to wash, soft, and
the worse it fades the better. It often
gets real white.”

Mrs. C.—“Why, we went over to
Jake's cousin’s the other day and she
was making a lot of white paper cam-
bric. She likes that the best.

Mrs. D.—“ I should think that would
be pretty good. It would be easy to
hem with the machine. I have used
butter-cloth and run the heme by hand.
They are coarse and sleazy, but I don’t

fret when they are lost and that is
quite an item, for they are sure to be
lost.”

Mrs. A.-—“Yes, that’s true. I set my
machine for a long stitch, and can
make a lot in an afternoon, and save
good wages at it too, for they cost
hardly a cent a piece.

Mrs. B.——“And it must be a comfort
to have enough of them. I do hate to
be pinched for such things, and may be
when I tell a child to wipe his nose, be
told that he has no handkerchief and
there are none in the drawer.”

Tnom. A. H. J.

    

 

LIFI‘ THE FALLEN.

 

Who among this little band of writers
are trying to lift up the fallen? I was
looking over my scrap album and found
two short verses that express my ideas
exactly, and I will copy them for you:

“ If perchance you see the fallen
Trying once more to do right,
Help them up. It will not hurt on,
Help them up, towards God an light.

“ Helpful acts and kindly words.
Perhaps are all that we can give,
But there’s always some one needing

Just such words to make them live."

They are by Hope Stuart, and who-
ever she is, she must be a good and
noble women. Such people are a help
to the society in which they move. I
did not start out to write‘a sermon,
but to tell you my opinion on this sub-
ject. And I would like to see more
trying to help instead of to push lower
the already down-trodden. LUE.
THOMAS.

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CR AT.

 

“ FAIR PLAY,” of Howell, writes:
“Although a masculine, I read the
HOUSEHOLD with pleasure and want to
say a word in Grandpa’s defense. Were
I he I would demand arbitration before
I would apologize. I can’t see where
he has been very had. We will admit
there are some men as bad as Indignant
pictures them, but not all; and I think
it was Josh Billings who said: ‘A
woman would look at most anything if
she could peep through a crack.’ ”

 

M., of Walled Lake, says: “After
reading Huldah Perkins’ query about
institutions for the care of unfortunate
girls and their babes, I thought of that
verse of the Bible: ‘Train up a child
in the way he should go, and when he
is old he will not depart from it,’ ‘and
wondered what parents are teaching
their children and what examples they
are setting them. Will they let the
children run to licentiousness and im-
morality without one word to hinder
them or help them to a better life, and
then build institutions to protect them
in their crimes? What is the good of
the teachings of our schools if this is to
be the outcome? Is it not time we had
an improvement in moral training? ’,

 

Y‘Aliquis” asks: “How can graham
bread be made to keep good and sweet
for days and be made also without hard
crust? Who has tested the much ad-
vertised silver-plating process, or the
fountain ink eraser, and are they re-
liable? ” If Aliquis refers to the se-
ductive advertisement by which very
large proﬁts are claimed to be made
per day by an outﬁt got in Zanesville,
Ohio, or vicinity, we would say it is an
unmitigated humbng, and should be
severely let alone.

 

WARM your patent leather shoes be-
fore putting them on in cold weather,
as cold causes the leather to crack,
When they begin to lose their gloss,

 

rub them with white of egg.

HOUSEHOLD HINTS.

 

THE New York Ledger advises us that
it is ruinous to comfortables to wash
them on the wash board or in the-
pounding-barrel, and recommends that
they be put out of doors in the ﬁrst
rainstorm, which will clean them
nicely. If it does not, putlthem out in
another; or leave them out and sprinkle
three or four times a day with the
sprinkler. They should be laid on a
fresh green grass plot.

 

DON’T iron ﬂannels, especially if they
are damp. Flannels need no ironing.
To iron when damp shrinks and:
thickens them. Take a bit of wet ﬂan.
nel and hold its edge in the steam of
the teakettle. It will curl and crisp
like burnt leather. If you want smooth
fiannels, fold and press them under a
weight.

 

A CONSTANT READER makes a short
call to tell her fellow sufferers how to.
mend bags expeditiously yet neatly.
As the man of the house has an exas~-
perating habit of dropping an armful
of bags on the kitchen ﬂoor on baking-
or ironing day, saying, “I wish you’d
mend these}bags right away; I want to»
take a.load of wheat to town,” the hint
is most acceptable. Next to repairing
an old coat, mending a lot of old bags.
is about the meanest job that can be
turned over to a woman- especially if she
has alreadv mentally devoted the day to
some more congenial occupation. Con»
stant Reader’s method is this: “Stir
the white of 'an egg with ﬂour to the—
thickness- of-ocream. Apply to the-
patch, put that on the wrong side of the“
bag; securethe-edges ﬁrmly, then iron
dry with a hot ﬂat-iron. Try it; you-
will not mend_bags the old way after a.
tria .”

 

IT‘ is really-too bad that’ZDaisy’s ﬁrst
attempt to join the HOUSEHOLD should!"
fail because she wrote on both sides of
her paper, and forgot to give her-
name. Remember that even a very
good natured Editor has not time to
copy what you have written, and insists»
upon a propernintroduction. Don’t
send us anonymous letters. A nom de
plume is-always respected and no one
need fear Beatrix, she’s perfectly harm—e
less, and a-most safe conﬁdant.

——.—...—_———_

(lontributed Recipes.

 

DouenNura—One cup of sugar; one cup
of sour milk; one-third Cup of sour cream;
scant teaspoonful of soda; two eggs; salt;
nutmeg and ﬂour. Mother makes lovely-
doughnuts, and this isiher recipe.

 

YANKEE Smilax—Peel and quarter a small
panful of apples; add one cup of water; one
cup of sugar; nutmeg or cinnamon. Let
them cook on top of the stove while you
make your biscuits.
biscuits, bake in the oven.
cream or butter and it’s ﬁne.

Serve with
A. o. n.

 

Foa'r Warns. Indy

 

Cover the apples with»

 
    

 

 

