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A hurry to the kitchen, a. strife with pot and pan,
A temping little breakfast set for a hungry man;
A row of fresh~washed dishes out back into their
place.
A row of children sent to school. each with a
shining face.

A whirl of sheets and pillows. of dustpans and
of brooms.

A set of smooth and shown beds and neatly-
ordered rooms.

A rather rapid toilette. within the glass a peep,

A tiny housewife setting forth with mark;t
basket deep.

A little rest and reading, a noonday lunch t ) get.
A rush of school-free children—a hungry hugging
set;
A trim and tasteful street dress. a little but of
brown.
A solemn "Shakespeare Circle," and a little
jaunt down town.

A most delicious dinner. served up with love and
fun ;

A chat—a yawn-a pillow—and then her day is

done.
——1largarez Gilman George in Good Hon-sweeping].

 

CEICAGO’S PARKS AND BOULEVARDS.

Chicago‘s parks and boulevards are
widely famed for their beauty and ex-
tent, and merit all that is said in praise
of them. Both are controlled and man-
aged by the city, and a pretty penny
they cost the tax-payers too, but there is
not much “kicking" over the bills. The
city plants trees along the streets made
boulevards by the thousands every year,
setting good large ones (they haven’t
time to wait for them to grow), and re-
planting when they die; and the city
also cares for the lawn between side-
walk and street, keeping the grass cut
and watered. Trafﬁc wagons, peddlers
and rag men are warned off the boule-
vards, and residents are spared the tin
horn tooter and melancholy cry of
“k’ling ud” and “a——-puls,” which,
translated. means kindling wood and
apples.

Now that Jackson Park is given over
to the Columbian Exposition, Lincoln
Park is the largest of the series which
encircle the great prairie city. t is on
the north side, and contains about 300
acres beautifully situated alongr the lake
front. Its long, rolling, tree-crowned
slopes are threaded with shady walks
and drives. Here is the Zoological
Garden, which we did not inspect save

ing. At the entrance to the park is a
colossal bronze statue of Lincoln, behind
him a chair, as if he had just risen and
was about to address an audience. The
likeness is admirable; no one needs to
be told in whose memory it was erected.
A magniﬁcentequestrian statue of Gen.
Grant occupies a commanding position
on the lake front and it is said can be
seen from vessels many miles out upon
the lake; it seems to be so placed that
it forms a part of every picturesque
view, appearing among the tree-tops as
you reach some gentle summit or sharply
silhouetted against shining sky and
water. The General sits on his horse
as if reviewing an army : he wears the
characteristic slouch hat, and the con-
ception of both rider and horse is
spirited and strong. At the intersection
of the drives are placed other statues,
one of De La Motte, another of Linus,
the great Swedish naturalist, and one
of a group of Indians, commemorative
of the Ottawa Nation, who originally
owned.the lands around Lake Michigan
and ceded them to the United States in
1833. Here is also an artiﬁcial lake,
winding canals, ponds ﬁlled with
aquatic plants, great greenhouses from
which are drawn the supplies for the
numbericss beds or ﬂowers, and the
picturesque monument erected of the
ruins of safes exhumed after the great
ﬁre of 1871, used as a fountain. There
are several very pretty drinking fount
ains in the park, built of rockwork, and
quite in harmony with their sylvan sur-
roundings, and which are decidedly
more ornamental than the ice-water
tanks which grace (1) Belle Isle. Be-
tween the park and the water's edge,
along the lake front, is the Lake Shore
Drive. a broad road with a wide stone
promenade next the water. guarded by
a massive granite seawall; this drive
it is proposed to extend many miles
along the shore. The Sheridan Drive
is a ﬁne roadway leading to Fort Sheri-
(12111, 18 miles away. and opened, except
for a few blocks, all the way. (Nothing
in Chicago—save the height of her
downtown buildings—~50 surprised me
as her miles and miles of asphalt paving
and the magnificent concrete roads

which lead out in every direction to
her suburbs.) The promenade, as well
as the shady nooks of the park, in pleas-
ant weather are black with people and

 

that we saw the elk and bulTalo in pass-

equipages. On the shore is a pavilion

built where the sweet lake breeze
sweeps it— - the Lincoln Park Sanitarium
for Sick Babies. it is supported by
some of Chicago’s wealthy and philan-
thropic ladies, and can accommodate
six hundred little ones.

Union Park reminded me of our own.
Cass Park, being about the same size
and similarly situated in the residence
part of the city. Here were fountains
and flowers, seats, and idle people ens
joying the hazy October weather. (i are
ﬁeld Park and Douglas Park are sepa-
rated by a narrow strip of boulevard~
and both resemble Lincoln in methods of
landscape gardening. The approach to
Garﬁeld is marked by a mound against
whose smoothly shorn lawn lies a great
American eagle done i l alternantherasg
above it, in letters perhaps three feet
high, is the name of the park in floral
lettering. In Douglas Park isa very
large and well-ﬁlled greenhouse which
contains many tropical plams and trees.

Drexel Boulevard is the prettiest 0!
all, though Grand Boulevard. out Michi~
gan avenue, is ﬁnest in its broad stretches
of leaf-strewn lawns and smooth asphalt
over which carriages roll as if upon a
liner. The space between the drives in
Drcxel Boulevard is laid oil' in walks
which Wind among the shruhbery and
ﬂower beds, with here and there a sea:
inviting the stroller to pause a moment
Though the frost had ripened the foliv
age so that the ground was st “awn .ritl:
drifts of leaVes save where men had
raked them up and carried them away.
the flowers seemed to have sullercd less,
and what they had lost was atoncd for
by the brilliancy of the
foliage.

Washington Park is most to be noticed
for the elaboration and extent of its
ﬂoral adornment. Grand Boulevard
leads to it, and its drives wind past
grassy slopes thick set with splendid.
willows, elms and other forest trees. In.
one portion is an oval mound of several
acres ex tent. and he ‘e are $0.118 remarlre
aoie features in carpet bedding and
iioral designing. The height is crowned
with large and showy planis, cis
ricinas, dz lilias and the like, wins.
the sloping sides are laid out in hora;
patterns. A broad ribbon of varicm.~
hued geraniums winds about in graceful
curves. enclosing the designs. At the

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The Household.

  

 

:he stump of a tree on which an owl is
perched is done in echiveria, which
was known to us in childhood as “old
hen and chickens." Something quite
no vel and amusing are the two boatmen,
each occupying a ﬂoral boat and rowing
upon a ﬂoral canal ; the ﬁgures are
rather Esquimaux-ish in contour, but
one doesn‘t need a diagram to seize the
conception. On a pedestal stands a
great globe representing the earth; the
oceans are echiveria, the land the dark
hued alternanthera. “The Gates Ajar”
are wrought in cchiveria and reached
by an admirable bit of bedding repre-
senting a broad stairway down which a
strip of carpet has been laid ; the curv-
, Lug sides of the stairway are worked
out in echiveria whose bluish-gray
makes a not bad imitation of stone.
Sal’s Dial is a great needle of ecniveria
whose shadow points to ﬁgures on a
guadrant and tells the time of day with
sufﬁcient accuracy provided one is not
too hungry for his dinner. On a sunny
slope lies the calendar; it marked
October lst, 1892., the day we were
there ;. the date is changed daily. Then
there are countless small designs, ﬂags,
shields, crosses, stars,anchors,crescents,
butterﬂies, bow knots. intersecting cir-
cles and triangles, so that the eye
roves from one to the other. vainly try-
ing to decide their respective merits.
Prettiest and most artistic of all were
two graceful vases, four or ﬁve feet
high, made of alternantheras, with their
decoration in bands of echiveria, which
ornamented the entrance to the green-
hOuse. The shape was perfect, even
the handles being exactly modeled, and
a gentle touch of frost had shaded them
a faint rose. The building containing
the-electric light plant was completely
hung with Virginia creeper which the
frost had turned to ﬂame.

In a little artiﬁcial lake near the
greenhouses were a quantity of aquatic
plants. The tall, showy leaves and
rosy white bloom of the nelumbium
formed a pretty background for the dark,
glossy green and lavender of the water
hyacinth; pink pond lilies neighbored
the blue Nile locus, and I also saw what
'-100k to be the Victoria resin of South
:imerica from the appearance of its
large circular leaves, lying ﬂat upon
the water like a lily pad, and having
erect rims several inches high. It was
not a very poetical thought, I fear, but
it occurred to me what jolly old jelly cake
tins they’d make for Brobdignagians.
ii: the full flush of summer, all this
wealth of beauty and perfume, of cool
green glades and plashing fountains
must seem like a glimpse of the Elysian
Fields to those who are prisoned in close
hot streets and blinded by the glare
from hotter pavements; and I can well
believe that the population of the city
turns out, en masse, rich and poor, by
carriage or -on foot, for a few hours of
such delight as these lovely parks

REMINISCENCES

 

When in an uncertain mood and no
available book or fresh periodical suits
me I have a resource that never fails,
and that is the back numbers of the
HOUSEHOLD. It is just like a visit
with old friends,, for I had a news-
paperial knowledge of some of the
members even before the little paper
had an existence. I have the copies
since 1885, and those of each month
are sewed together, making a con—
venient pamphlet of eight or ten leaves.
I object to any papers that are bound in
yearly volumes, as being too heavy for
convenient handling. Now and then,
in my journeyings, I meet with some
contributor and then I like to go back
through all these numbers, reading
what she has written with renewed
interest because of the brief acquaint-
ance.

During all these years it would seem
that every subject of importance to
woman had bisen thoroughly discussed,
yet the weekly interest never wanes.
Contributors have come and gone, some
writing but two or three letters and
others for years, some dropping out
for a time and then returning to their
ﬁrst love, few having remained faith-
ful during all this time.

The articles by Beatrix have been the
warp continuing through the whole
web, so this is the connecting link—the
master mind—holding all together and
making a beautiful and symmetric de-
sign.

There has been much of sorrow,
much of joy, some live discussions and
a little jangling that was carefully
nipped in the bud, so no harm came of
tie slight dissensions, while as a whole
the intercourse has been most delight-
ful; and in these. regions round about
some one very often mentions the
little paper and always with words of
commendation. It has made friends
of strangers, for if one is interested or,
better still, a contributor, they have a
common interest in its columns. Right
here is a thought that I often prove to
my own satisfaction, at least, that those
who claim to enjoy our little paper get
but a portion of the sweetness of the
meat if they only read it, for the real,
double distilled pleasure comes from
joining the sisterhood; for, to indulge
in the slang of the day, to be “in it “' is
to get the greatest good. Try it,
readers, and prove my statement for
yourselves.

Two weeks ago we reCeiveda card
invitation to a correspondents’ picnic
as one of the number (about ﬁfty) who
write for one of the county papers. It
was the eighth annual gathering of
these contributors, and from a com-
pany of strangers they have grown to
be warm personal friends. When the
auspicious morn arrived it was all that
could be desired, so Jim was attached
to the phaeton and with our portion of

 

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BEATBIX.

drive of thirteen miles across the
country. It was a delightful trip; every
bunch of our favorite wild ﬂower, the
golden rod, was noticed and admired;
asters of different shades gemmed the
roadsides, while the maples, the back-
ground of all our landscapes, were just
taking on their ﬁrst faint tints of
autumn colors.

The road led past the homes of manv
old friends, with the reminders of the
life of other years, so there was much
of reminiscence in our beholdings. On
our arrival at the newspaper’s ofﬁce
we found a goodly company under a
large canopy spread for our enjoyment,
the long tables laden with as tooth-
some edibles as ever satisﬁed the ap-
petites of hungry scribblers. There
was music and speeches, roll-call and
social greetings, so the time sped
rapidly, for our local editor is a most
gracious lady who makes her guests
feel cordially welcome.

There were more than a hundred
present and we voted it a delightful
day; but sitting there on the long ver-
andah of their home, I thought of our
" ownest own ” paper—the HOUSEHOLD
—with its corps of correspondents of
talents superior to the average of
papers; and I wished, with agreat longs
ing, that we might meet for a grand
re-union sometime, with our Editor as
hostess; what glad greetings there
would be? I know we are so widely
scattered that such a gathering would
be impracticable and perhaps we would
be disappointed, ﬁnding that “ distance
lends enchantment;” and some whose
writings we have admired were not
“ what they seem.” Some of our most
lady-like contributors may be mascu-
lines or vice verso and the revelation
might destroy our interest, so perhaps
it is better t) continue to “blush un-
seen.”

If we could meet and have a repeti-
tion of our last evening at Bay View, it
would be something to remember for a
lifetime. Provided with well ﬁlled
baskets a. congenial party went down to
the beach before the sun set and select-
ed a desirable site for a beach supper,
0f the kind annually iniulged in by
those who planned the feast. By the
inﬂuence of the surroundings we were
children again. throwing shingle boats
out among the white caps and watch-
ing their tossings with eager interest,
skipping stones across the water,
chasing the receding waves only to
rush back with little screams of delight
when a wave broke higher than we an-
ticipated, and our sprightliest move-
ments failed to save us from a slight
wetting by the spray, throwing our-
selves at length on the dry sand which
we piled in heaps, even over our
clothes, only to spring up and with a
shake ﬁnd ourselves as clean as before,
for there is no hint of dirt about this
well washed sand.

The gentlemen gathered drift-wood

 

the picnic dinner we started for the

    

and made a small ﬁre that soon burned

 

 


 

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to glowing coals; the ladies spread the
tablecloth over some old, old planks
that may have been the wreck of a
large boat and buffeted about by winds
and waves until they were well worn
and gleaming white as the sands could
scour them, then tossed high and dry
by the tide, so these were the table on
which our good variety was spread.
Each guest was provided with along,
slender, green stick and then_the sport
commenced. Ears of green corn were
impaled on the slender saplings and, at
the risk of our eyesight and com-
plexions, we roasted them. True. sorne
kernels were still raw and others
scorched, but all pronounced them
good, because of the novelty of the
cooking. Then bananas took their
turn on the improvised spit. with
marsh-mallows for toasted sweetmeats,
and with these there were all manner
of victuals and drinks applicable to the
occasion. Then with much labor and
painstaking we built, over these em-
bers. astack of driftwood and refuse,
old boxes and sections of discarded side—
walk “as big as a barn" and awaited
results; but we had not long to wait be-
fore the crackling ﬂames leaped high
and higher and the heat drove us back
from our immense bonﬁre, where we
could admire the grand spectacle. The
whole bay was lighted, and ere long
answering ﬁres were seen shooting up
from Broad Beach and from Weque-
tonsing; the pier of Bay View was well
ﬁlled with on-lookers, while on the
terraces above us people were moving
about among the trees attracted by the
ususual light. It was a supper that no
one of the participants will ever forget.
EL. SEE.

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A VISIT TO MISS LIBERTY.

 

0.11.111 New York harbor, standing on
a small island, and bearing in one up-
lifted band the torch which is common-
ly supposed to enlighten the world, is
the famous Statue of Liberty. Day and
night she stands in her solitary grand-
eur, seemingly the last to bid adieu
to outgoing vessels. and the first to
welcome incoming ones.

I had seen her from the Sound
steamers, from Brooklyn Bridge and
from Greenwood; but when the edict
went forth that I should leave New
York and come west again, I decided
that I must ﬁrst have a personal inter-
view With Miss Liberty. I had been
told that the view from the head of the
statue would fully repay the trouble of
obtaining it. Consequently I persuaded
a friend to accompany me, and one
warm afternoon early in August, we
sallied forth.

We took the Sixth Avenue L. down
to the Battery, from which point a
little steamer makes hourly trips to the
Statue. We didn’t fully realize how

warm the day was, until we stood upon
the ﬂoating pier waiting for this
steamer to land.

 

Near this pier, on Battery Point, is
Castle Garden, which was used for so
many years as a place of landing for
immigrants. For some time now they
have been landed on Ellis Island, and
[understand that Castle G irden is to
be converted into a huge aquarium.

Once aboard the steamer and fairly
started, we had the beneﬁt of a little
breeze, and were quite comfortable. On
our left, we saw the yawning mouths
ofcannon pointing at us from the port
holes of a fort: but having clear con-
sciences we were not dismayed by them.

When we reached Bxlloe‘s Island,
which is the home of Miss Liberty, we
found that it too, was protected by big
guns. and that sentinels were pacing
back and forth.

We had been shut up in the city so
long and had become so accustomed to
bricks and mortar that the beautiful
green of the grass and the refreshing
shade of the trees were a delightful
revelation. One needs to miss country
sights occasionally, in order to fully
appreciate them.

Up the board walk, past the tent of a
tin-type artist who stopped us that he
might show specimens of his handiwork,
and past a fruit stand. we entered the
pedestal and began the ascent. -While
we remained in the pedestal it was not
so bad, there being occasional openings
through which we could pass out upon
a balcony and rest.

But when we reached Miss Liberty‘s
skirts, then came the tug of war!
Here we found two spiral staircases,
one for ascent, the other for descent.
Only a certain number of people were
allowed to go up at one time. a man
standing on guard at the foot of the
stairway.

It seemed that the full quota had gone
up, and we must wait for some to come
down. Soon they began to come, and
such a warm~looking crowd! A good,
motherly-looking woman, wiping the
streaming perspiration from her f- on.
said: “You may go up if you like,
but you‘ll be sorry!

Nothing (hunted by the Warning, We
pushed on, and on, and on. There
seemed no end to the stairs, and in
places it was pitchy dark, although the
interior of the statue is supposed to be
illuminated by incandescent lights
placed a short distance apart. The
staircase was just wide enough for one
person, and wound round and round
like the red stripes on a stick of candy.
All things have an end. and con-
sequently we ﬁnally found ourselves
Where Miss Liberty’s cranium would be
if she had one. It is well for her that
she doesn’t possess such a thing, for it
would certainly be turned by the ;
amount of attention she receives.
Then we all hurried to the windows
which extend around the head; looked
at the bustling, mighty city on the one
side, and the calm, placid ocean on the
other; ﬁlled our lungs with ozone; and

 

We found it easier than coming up,
however, and were thankful indeed
when we were once more on term ﬁrmu.

As every one is supposed to know,
this statue was the gift of the Republic
of France to the Republic of the United
States, and was designed and executed
by the French artist Bartholdi. It is
made of copper plates, so tempered and
arranged as to be the least affected by
climatic and atmospheric changes. The
imposing pedestal is of granite.

Visitors to the statue were formerly
admitted to the torch, which is at a
greater altitude than the head. I am
told that a few months ago a New York
couple of romantic tendencies was
married inside the arm of the statue.
As the arm at the elbow is twelve feet
in diameter, there was certainly room
enough to perform the marriage cere-
mony. The taste of the contracting
parties might be questioned.

In walking around the statue, I
noticed that one side of her drapery is
covered with a greenish stain, looking
—to an imaginative mind—as if she'd
spilled acup of some liquid over her
dress.

There was a Sunday-school picnic
from somewherein Jersey “doing" the
statue that afternoon, and on our re-
turn trip we r;ceived the beneﬁt of
sundry and divers remarks. Said one
young fellow to another:

“ I wouldn’t take that climb again for
ten dollars; would you?"

“021, yes,” replied the other, “I‘d
make the round trip for ﬁfty cents.“

“About how many times do you
think you could make it in a day?"
asked the ﬁrst.

“About twenty times, I guess," was
the answei.

A young lady, who was aﬁlicted with
punsteria, remarked: “She must get
so tired standing up there all the time,
that I should think she’d want her bed
low."

For my part. I'm glad that I went,
and equally glad that there can be no
necessity for my going a second time.

Caro-.00. MARI‘Hi E. DI “ON.

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AUNT KATY, of Ostonville, says: “I
am afarmcr’s wife and have to work
V'c‘i‘V' hard, but would not mind that if
I could only wn-l; enough to plsase my

3 husband, but i know that Ican’t do that.

It seems to me lwould give a god deal
if my husband was only suited with
what I have done or what I do now. I
think there are many more such men
in this wide world. I suppose all men
have their good streaks and bad streaks;
sometimes they have more bad streaks
than googl ones. Mrs. Germain, of
Ovosso, wanted to know if any of the
readers had tried patent ear drums. I
haVe some and they have been a great
beneﬁt to me. Before I had them I

could not understand the sermon when
I went to church, but now I can hear al-
most every word the minister says.

 

then wondered how we'd ever get down_

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HALLOWEEN .

 

On Halloween night, the Bist of
October, as we all very well know, the
inhabitants of that curious and in-
teresting country known as Fairyland,
and who are called Fairies, are
particularly amiable and, well dis-
posed toward humanity. The work of
the fairies, whether pleasant or mis-
chievous, is too well known, especially
by the children, to need recounting
here. The good fairies, of course,
string dewdrops on blades of grass as
necklaces for their fairy queen, put
jewels into the hearts of the ﬂowers,
powder the cheeks of the rosy apples and
the plump purple jackets of the grapes
swinging under vine-leaf tents. They
blow the morning-glory’s trumpets in
their midnight processions—don’t you
remember you always ﬁnd the bios-
soms wide blown in the early morning?
—and if you look with sharp eyes you
can ﬁnd the faint prints of fairy slip—
pers in rings round witch-hazel bushes
very soon after sunrise, the only trace
left of their revels, unless indeed you
chance upon their banquet tables
strewn with roseleaves, beneath a bush.
The good fairies get into our hearts
and make us do nice, kind things for
other people; the bad ones tie tangles
in the long grass to trip up unheeding
feet, shake the apple trees over night

so that the pigs devour the ripest and

fairest fruit, and tempt children to do
lots of naughty and mischievous acts.

But on Halloween night all the
fairies are disposed to help people, and
especially to aid them to look into
futurity and ﬁnd out what is going to
happen “ some 07 these days.” They are
especially interested in mating and
matching the young folks; and all the
charms and spells you try on Halloween
night are sure to “come true,” because
the fairies takeahand in the games.

They make the wrong nut jump away

and the right one roast peacefully in

the glowing coals; .lhey will stealthily
guide your hand to the stalk of corn
you are to pull, or mischievously whisk
away the apple you are “ bobbing ” for
and put the one you didn’t want in its
place; but whatever they do is all well
and rightly done.

And so, if you want fairy aid you
Ask in
all your young friends, just as in the

must give a Halloween party.

days of jolly Bobbie Burns,

" Some merry. friendly conntra folks
Together did convene
To burn the nuts and pu’ the stock
And hand their Halloween.
Full blythe that night.

" The lassie: felt- an’ cleanly neat.

Mair braw than when they're ﬁne;

Their faces blythc, fu’ sweetly Erythe.
Hearts leal an’ warm an’ kin’;

The lads sac frag. wi‘ wouerJJabs
Weel knotted on their games,

Some unco blate. an‘ some wi’ gabs
Gar lassies’ hearts gang slarten‘

Whilrs fast that night."

Provide a good ﬁre, some hickory-
nuts or chestnuts—the latter are best—~
some apples, a tub of water in the
kitchen, andacandle; and if you want to

pathto the cornﬁeld. Then you will
amuse your guests by trying charms.
You will name nuts for John and
Jennie, and augur the future from
their behavior; if they scorch peace-
fully side by side they will (possibly)
endure the ﬁres of matrimony with
equal complacency. But if the nut
named Jennie scornfully bounces away,
John, if he is faint-hearted, may take
it as an indication that he “ isn’t in it.”
" Some kindla. couthie, side by side,
An’ burn together trimly:

Some start awa’ wi‘ saucy pride
An‘ Jump outwwre the chimlie.”

You may name three nice apples for
three nicer girls, throw them into the
tub of water. and be convulsed with
laughter at Dick‘s futile attempts to
catch the one he wants in his teeth. Or
if Dick doesn’t indicate a preference,
the fairies will preside over his choice
and decide which one he is to have.
Dick’s face will get a wetting, but that’s
only the fun. Or Dick may learn
whether his bride-to-be is short or tall,
young or old, rich or poor, by the same
oracle, by naming the apples and seeing
which he captures. Mary will take the
lighted candle to eat an apple before
the looking-glass in the ghostly chill
and darkness of a room far removed
from the gay party. She must go “ all
by her lonesome,” and the face of her
“true love that is to be” will peep over
her shoulder. She must hold the
candle as she eats. And if anybody
steals slyly after her and makes the
charm come true, why, that’s the
fairies’ work again.
And a merry party, with blindfolded
eyes, may seek the cornﬁeld and each
must pull the ﬁrst stalk the hand
touches. According as it is long or
short, straight or crooked, will be the
future partner; and the earth that
clings to the roots is typical of the for-
tune, and the taste of the pith of the
temper. And the tassels of the corn
are to be placed over the door, and the
christian names of those whom chance
(or the fairies, i mean of course) brings
under them are, according to priority
of placing and passing under, the
names in question.
A Halloween party, all the young
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people say, is lots 0. fun. BEATBIX.

Wu“

STRAY THOUGH TS .

 

since my last letter to the HOUSEHOLD.
Now I come to welcome “Frank’s
Wife.” ltoohave had many failures
since I began housekeeping, all due to
a lack of knowledge of the business.

we not? i have resclved, at a later day,

my valor deserts me.
I think the details of any occupation

The turning of the, leaves brings to
mind the fact a whole year has elapsed

But we always proﬁt by our failures, do

to make a confession for the beneﬁt of
young housekeepers, but ah! not now,

are unpleasant, and those of housekeep-

satisfactory in this instance, yet they
instill within us a desire to “try, try
again.” Verily, experience is our best
teacher. One will be a surprise to one’s
self. How true, “We never know
what we can do till we try.”

By the way, we have a new article of
furniture in our house, something simi-
lar to Katy Lee’s basket. It might be
described as

“ Long and deep and low.
And swmgs gently to and fro.”

Bow precious the little form that
slumbers therein, no one knows but a
mother. A new responsibility! Ah,
yes, an added care, but a greater com—

fort.

“ Two little feet so small that both may nestle
In one caressing hand:

Two tender feet upon the untried border
Of Life's mysterious land;

Dimpled and 83ft, and pink as peach tree

blossoms.

In April‘s fragrant days—

B ow can they walk among the briery tangles
Edging the world’s rough ways? .

Ah! who may read the future for Our darling?
We crave all blessings sweet

And pray that lie. who feeds the crying ravens,
Will guide the baby’s feet."

ADA.

EAGLE.

 

Contributed Recmes.

 

CRAB-APPLE J sum—Wash nice fair crabs;
do not cut them. Put them in a large pan,
cover with cold water, cook soft, strain twice
through a ﬂannel bag, put an equal quantil y
of sugar with the juice and let boil. Drop
three ~or four drops of vanilla in each glass
and ﬁll with the jelly.

0mm) Gurus—Fill the cans with fresh
grapes just picked from the bunches, shak-
ing them well together. Make a syrup of
equal quantities (or nearly so) of sugar and
water, let it boil, then ﬁll up the cans with it,
ﬁlling them full and screwing on the cover
tightly. These are very nice.

Avon, N. Y. LUOILLE.

 

Coon1ns.——Foar eggs; one cup of sugar;
two heaping teaspoon tale of baking powder;
half cup of shortening, any seasoning de-
sired. and ﬂour. FBANK’s WIFE.
GRINDSTONE Cm;

 

GREEN TOMATO Parnassus—The tomatoes
should be small, but if large ones are used
cut them in square pieces, and if small
should be pricked with a fork. To ten
pounds of tomatoes take eight pounds of
sugar. In the botiom of the preserving
kettle put a little water, then tomatoes and
sugar alternately; cook slowly until the to-
matoes are welldone, then skim out and boil
the juice Well for half an hour; put back the
tomatoes and boil again for ﬁfteen minutes
or longer. They are very rich and very
nice with lemon in, and very nice without.
If lemon is used it should not be added until
cold. for heating lemon in preserves destroys
the good ﬂav0r it has when not heated.
MAPLE RAPIDS. Ann’s Win.

 

Baum—Pare and boil four or ﬁve pota-
toes and mash them in the water in which
they were cooked. With the boiling potato
water scald one cup of flour, one half cup
sugar and half cup of salt. Put into a milk
pan and ﬁll up with cold water; when luke-
warm stir in one yeast cake you have pre~
viously soaked in a little hot water. Make

this at night and it will be light in the
morning. This is both yeast and wetting.
Stir stiff with ﬂour, let rise, mould into
loaves and when risen sufficiently bake it

 

 

try an outdoor incantatiou, an easy

  

ing especially irksome, but the results
are what we labor for; though not always

and you will. have nice bread.

Oa'rosvmnn. AUNT Kin.

 

