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THE HOUSEHOLD-“Supplement.

 

 

THE OLD-FASHIONED D00 TOR.

 

0, don’t you remember the old-fashioned doctor
Who, when we were children would enter the
room,
And, looking as wise as an om or a proctor,-
Would frighten and ﬁll us with thoughts of
the tomb? ‘

He'd stalk to our cribside and order us gruﬂ‘iy
To stick out our tongue, which we’d do with
such dread.
And give," while he handled our pulses so roughly
An ominous shake of his solemn old head.

And then, while he listened to mother’s descrip-
tion
Of things we had eaten and what we had done,
He grimly would write his old Latin prescription
For nastiest medicines under the sun.

Those horrible doses! How mother would scold
ut;
_And beg us, and buy us to take ”em in vain;
And, 0, how we’d struggle when father 'w0uld
. hold us
And squeeze shut our noses regardless of pain

And, when forced to open . our mouths, quickly
mother .
Would shove in a sp00nful that strangled us till
We splattered, it out—just in time for another,
It’s vile, deathly taste’s in our memory still.

Thank goodness that old fashioned dosing is
ended,

With sweet candy pellets and powders in lieu,
The sick little toddlers do take ”em so splendid
That even the well ones all cry for’em, too.
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A QUESTION OF FINANCE.

 

A question suggested for discussion in
the HOUSEHOLD of June 13th, whether a
wife should allow her personal fortune to be
absorbed by the husband’s business, has
been approached by but one of our con-
tributors, Mrs. R. D. P., who in last week’s
paper, acknowledges it is a “ hard nut to
crack,” and says much must depend upon
circumstances. The question was not, as
she supposes, a merely suppositious one,
but based upon 'a bit of real life which
came under my personal observation. A
gentleman, bookkeeper for many years for
a large mercantile establishment, became
discontented with his position and desired
to embark in business on his own account.
He had no capital, but his wife owned in
her own right a handsome residence valued
at $5,000. This she consented to sell, and
with $3,500 of the proceeds he went into
business as Harry Gow fought, “for his
own hand.” It only took about three years
to sink his capital, and after a failure in
which creditors got about forty cents on
the doll ‘2‘, he was glad to take a situation
as bookkeeper again. Instead of living in
their own nice house, as before, they were
compelled to board, the $1,500 which the
wife retained from the sale of her house,

being all they had aside from his salary.
Not‘cOntent with his former disastrous ex-
periment, the husband’s ﬁngers itrh to get
hold of that $51,500; he wants to try again;
and the persistent refusal of his wife to let
him have it for another venture is alienat-
ing affection and making unhappiness and
discord between them. The wife defends
her refusalby asserting that he has had over
two-thirds of her property to experiment
with; that if illness or misfortune overtakes
either, or if he should lose his situation, the
little remainingwould be perhaps the only
bulwark between them and want or charity;
and clinches her argument by saying that
whereas her husband is excellent in his
place as employe, he has not the business
sagacity and foresight which are necessary
to success in the keen competition of busi-
ness. It grieves her deeply that he resents
so haré hly what she feels is right and
justice, out because it is right and just,
she persists in her refusal.

I do not think that under these circum-
stances, any one would blame the wife for
her refusal to part with the little remnant of
her property, on the bare chance of success
in an untried enterprise. It is gross in-
justice on the part of the husband to ask
it, and it is worse than injustice to wound
her by unkindness and neglect because she
will not give up everything to him, after he
has once demonstrated his business in-
capacity. Not all cases are like this, of
course; forIknew of an instance in this
city where a wife sold her home and let her
husband have every cent of the money to
buy out an obnoxious partner, and lived in
rented rooms till he was out of debt and
was able to buy a home again: a home
which, by the way, he put in his wife’s
name, as a mere matter of justice and
security against the uncertainties of trade.

A great many women think love would
be betrayed were they not to surrender
everything to their husbands and without
question permit them to spend or save it.
Many men would bitterly resent the action
of a wife in holding her own when they
want to buy “Jones’s medder,” or some—
body’s wood-lot. Many others calmly
assume control of their wives’ property and
use it as if it were their own, without re-
serve. I do not believe in letting mom y,
'the love of which is “the root of all evil,”
make differences and dissensions between
two whOSe interests are identical, and
there need not be ”differences over property
if both will but take .a business, common
sense view of- such matters, tempered by
mutual love.

 

I was speaking of this subject to an ac-

quaintance not long ago, and put the ques-
tion to him, plainly, what, if he were about
to marry a woman who had property of her
own, would be his wishes in regardto its
status after marriage. I wanted to get an
opinion from a masculine standpoint. He
said! .

“ If'I could support my wife—and I cer-
tainly should never marry if I could not—
it would be my wish that she should retain
in her own name whatever she might
possess when we married. But if misfor-
tune overtook me, such as sickness or
business losses, I should wish her help, if
necessary. If .any little comforts or lux-
uries were needed in our home which I
could not supply, I should like her to pro-
vide them. I should not wish her to risk
her money in my business unless I was
sure the venture would be successful; and,
she was fully informed of every possible
risk, and perfectly willing to encounter it.
Whatever pleasures she might provide,
which I could not afford, I should be. happy
to share with her. But I wouldn’t want
her to be always talking about ‘ her money,’
or reminding me of beneﬁts conferred.”

I think the above a very sensible and
just view of the question. It puts beyond
the chance of business risks something to
fall back upon in dark days; something in
reserve for the education of children; and
tends to a feeling of independence and
courage to face troubles. Not the smallest
share of a man’s anxiety over failure in
business comes from the knowledge that
those he loves best on earth may suffer most
by his misfortune; if he knows a home,
enough to keep want from the door till he
can adjust his life to altered conditions
is secured to wife and family, it helps him
wonderfully to bear up against disaster.
For this reason I believe it wise that the
wife should hold in reserve her own estate,
using its income as her judgment decrees;
and if she have no means of her own, her
husband ought, when he is able, to settle
such sum upon her as may make her feel
she is not to be a pensioner upon the
bounty of the children in case of his death.

In certain foreign countries, it is a prev-
alent custom for the bridegroom elect to
make provision for his bride; by transferr- '
ing certain monies or estates, so that the
income therefrom is hers and her child-
ren’s. Or, the daughter’s dowry is settled

upon her and her children, so that the in-
come is at her disposal, but the principal
cannot be sold out without many legal de-
lays which tend to check action, as they
involve publicity.

 

If it were more generally the custom for

  


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the girl to hold her property in her ow;
custody there would be, I believe, fewer
mercenary marriages. An idle, incom-
petent man, if he chances to be of good ad-
dress and able to “ assume a virtue though
he have it no ” often captivates the fancy
of some young girl whose father is wealthy,
or who has money in her own right, and
acknowledges to his chums that he loves
her for her substantial charms, bidding them
wait till they see him “make the ducats
ﬂy.” He can mask his real purpose so
well that the conﬁding girl trusts implicitly
tohis management, often in spite of the
warnings of friends, and only ﬁnds him out
when but a remnant is left. Not so very
long agoayoung woman of my own ac-
quaintance who had a few thousand dollars
of'her own was sought in marriage bya
young man, a stranger, but such a charm-
ing stranger that all the girls were quite
captivated by him. He married the heiress.
persuaded her to allow him to reinvest her
fortune at a. better rate of interest, and
when he had once secured possession, bade
her good bye ostensibly fora day’s journey,
but really forever, for she never saw hus-
band or money again. Had he known that
money was where he could not convert it to
his own use, she would h we been safe from
his advances. I would most earnestly
advise any woman who has property of her
own, not to permit it to pass out. of her con-
trol until she is thoroughly persuaded
“what manner of man” she has married.
The honeymoon is not a good time for a
transfer.

“Heiress-hunting” is a “society pur-
suit” but a man whose love honors a
woman cares for her, not her wealth. If he
is honest and honorable, he prefers she
shall retain her own. Itis his pleasure and
happiness to labor for her. I heard a young
man say once that he would not marry a
woman who was rich. “And why not,
pray?” was asked. "Because.” said he,
“the man who truly loves his wife desires
to confer blessings and benelits upon her;
he wants to provide for her. This is an in-
stinctive feeling, at the very bottom of the
marriage relationship. And when the case
is reversed, it seems to me that the status
of the pair is altered.”

This, of course, is rather aside from the
question, but after all an evidence. ’

A capable woman. married to a man with
no business aptitude, often sees their pro-
perty melting away through poor manage—
ment. If she attempts to interfere with his
ill-considered bargains. there are always
enough to say, sneeringly. that "the gray
mare is.the better horse.” Such things
hurt a woman in her pride in her husband,
so she often trusts fate for the outcome.
It is a good deal to her to feel that she has
something of her own to fall back upon
when everything elselhas gone. In part-
nerships, each takes the supervision of the
branch for which by education or natural
ability he is best adapted. Marriage is a
partnership;—-it is much more than that,
but it is certainly nothing less—and I do
not see why the business interest should
be entrusted to the incapable one, for no
better reason than that he is a man. I am
not writing this to induce husbands to turn
the management of their business over to

their wives, by any means, but simply to
quiet the consciences of those too self-
sacrificing women w'ho think it their duty
to have all property in the man’s pos-
session, and hesitate to retain an independ-
ent ﬁve dollar bill. Bartram.

W

OLD BACHELORS.

Don’t we all know them? Some we de-
clare with one voice would make just the
loveliest of husbands, others are as reugh
and unapproachable as chestnut burrs.
We ﬁnd a germ of vanity in human nature,
more or less expanded, under all. circum-
stances.
“ society men,” who are really indis-
pensable to an evening’s enjoyment, upon
whom the ladies all look with favor, pleasant
and affable in their manner, but mention
matrimony to them, "oh! they’re not mar-
rying men.” I have heard a bachelor
likened to moss on a tree; very pretty and
ornamental, when lighted up by sunshine;
but no inherentpart of it, noressential to its
growth.” We 'meet often real genial old
bachelors whose goodness of heart diffuses
itself all over them. When they are where
little ones are they will pull them down on
their lap, give them their watch or charm or
big seal ring to play with, see their gold-
headed cane used to play horse with—by
these thousand and one things showing
their love for children. They are often a
kind of appendage; beloved and agreeable,
perhaps—but still “something on the out-
side.” lf a bachelor have lots of money,
he can indulge a great many fastidious
tastes that will keep time from lagging on
his hands; he can dress in the height of
style, so that he will be a perfect fop in the
eyes of the ladies; if he likes horses, and
can handle the reins well, his turnout will
be the admiration of feminine eyes, and an
object of envy to most of the masculine .ele-
ment of society; if he have a taste for books
he can make his library a most inviting
place; if art be his hobby, an investment in
pictures will prove a source of much enjoy-
ment for him; or he can be a philanthropist,
found some home for the friendless—a hos-
pital, school or public library. They can be
genuine benefactors to mankind, good,
genial souls. Where bachelors have all
the traits of character that make good, use-
ful lives, I think they deserve a great deal
of credit, more perhaps than married men
do, who have similar characters, “for genial
virtues are fostered by kindly domestic in-
ﬂuences, as fruit is matured and sweetened
by the sunshine.”

There are men whom it is hard to please
in the selection of a wife: there are very
few women who combine all the cardinal
virtues, but if they possess good qualities
sufﬁcient to overbalance the bad ones, there
certainly must be something lovable about
them. “There are two distinct kinds of
love,” says George Eliot, “one in which
the eye instructs the heart, and the other
in which the heart informs and guides the
eye. There have been men, who, seeing an
unknown, beautiful face, have felt sure it
implied the most beautful soul in the
world, pursued it, wooed and won it, found
the fancy true, and loved the woman for-

 

ever. 9ther men there are who would

We see a large class of so called

simply say ‘I do not know if. such an one i

handsome or not, I only know she is her

self, and mine.’ Both loves are good; nay, it
would be difﬁcult to say which is best.” I.
remember once when a young girl, having

acall from a very pleasant widow; when

she went awayI walked down to the gate

with her, and was picking a bouquet for her

from the ﬂowers that lined the walk on

either side. “0h!” she said suddenly, “ 1

must have a spray of my favorite, “old
maid’s delight.” I said I had none of it, in
fact had never heard of it. She pointed
to it, and I said 1 always called that
“bachelor’s button.” “ Well,” she said,
“ my dear, isn’t a bachelor’ 3 button an old
maid’s delight?” I never had th )ught much
about it then, but as I grew older I made
up my mind she was about right. A
bachelor seldom, marries a woman of his
own age, “and there is a certain natural-
ness in the fact that he so often chooses a
young girl, in preference to those of his
own generation; for she brings to him that
whicnhe has not; she reminds him 'of, that
which he used to have, she1 is to him like.
the freshness of spring, the warmth of
summer, in his cheerless autumn days.”
We have an illustration of this in our
President’s selection of a wife. There is a
proverb that says, “There never was so
silly a Jack but ther‘e was as silly a Gill.”
There ’5 many a bachelor who carries deep
in his heart a love that has never dimmed,
aloyalty that will prove true to his dying
day, a memory of a sweet face that haunts
his dreams;~he may never have declared‘his
love, she might have been ignorant of it
and married another; she may have de-
ceived him and made him distrustfui of
woman—for when a man loses faith in a
woman, the fountains of the heart close
forever. I knew two bachelor brothers who
were the mainstay of a widowed mother; I
never saw a more united and harmonious
family. Every wish of the mother seemed
to be anticipated by them; they seemed like
the “Cheeryble Brothers,” that Dickens
writes so charmingly about, “ whose good-
ness was so constantly diffusing of itself
over everything.” , There are bachelors
' who have a kind, cheery look; their expres-
sion would never suggest that their condi-
tion was one to be pitied; if they have no
little ones of their own they can adopt other
little humans into their heart. A single
life has its opportunities for usefulness as
well as a married life, we cannot always
know the circumstances that caused

BATTLE CREEK. EVANGELINE.

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OPEN QUESTIONS.

I wonder if there was ever before a
HOUSEHOLD of such ready, original, in-
dependent thinkers and writers as ours!
Almost every article, from the Editor’s to
the youngest or latest contributor’s, seems
to have a separate and entire inspiration.

It is true, when any one appeals directly
for aid in a given channel, a few true-
hearted souls volunteer help, and Huldah
Perkins, (by the way where is she?) “goes
for” the Editor, but seems to lose courage;
if any grit is displayed no more is heard of
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unusual originality is due to the superior
intellectuality of our writers alone, or
whether there may be .such a spirit of
courtesy that forbids each to criticize or
differ from another. Surely itcannot arise
from any fear that motives would be mis-
taken, and offence be taken.

For myself, I own that I like to have a
" shaking up” once in a while. It makes
one look closer to their premises before
drawing conclusions; and if we are in the
wrong, or have mistaken ideas, it helps us
to grow wiser if our fallacies are pointed

out. However much of chagrin it may .

cause, or how deep the bubble self-conceit
be punctured, the result to right-minded
persons willbefor good, when convinced
by fair argument that they have held or
advanced erroneous ideas. It does not fol-

low, as a matter of course, that one is in the

wrong because another may differ from her.
There are so many ways of looking at one
thing that from different staudpoints there
may be different aspects, and yet all be
correct. To agitate a subject is to cause
more careful study, closer thought, more
light is thrown on it, new interest is
evolved, and many other persons, who, per-
haps, never would have cared toinvestiga'e,
are drawn into . discussions, or at least into
personal sympathy, and often much good
results.

vlf one has interested herself in some
particular subject, and with painstaking
care studied it in its various Marina
and aspects, and then written out the re-
sults for the general beneﬁt, I think if
some one whose good opinion she values
writes a few words of intelligent, sympa-
thetic approval the words will not be wasted.
To be appreciated isanaturai longing of
the human soul, and few are strong enough
to do their best without this stimulus. “ To
do good for its own sake” is a beautiful
theory, but many times a very discouraging
one to put in practice. To work indus-
triously without seeing good results is only
another phase of the same thought. The
Yankee who was hired at good wages to
pound a log with the head of his ax soon
‘grew discouraged, declaring he “ could not

‘ and wOuld not chop when he could not see

the chips ﬂy.”

The interchange of ideas awakens in-
terest, spurs us to higher endeavor, and
gives a new personality to those with whom
we are brought in contact. The person
who challenges our deductions, varies our
remarks on a topic, or gives sanction to our
ideas, steps out of the line of intangible
shadows, into a real personage, around
whom will cluster a variety of new sensa-
tions. '

We gain a friend, develop an ideal, have
an object at which to aim our blows, or
with whom to exchange courtesies, lectures,
or to organize a “mutual admiration
society.”

It is not necessary to be biting, sarcastic
or acrimonious in case of difference of
opinion, any more than it is to be fawning,
obsequi )us or servile when we desire to ex-
press approbation. ‘

Let us, when we differ, honestly say so,
givingour reasons for such difference, and
with courteous argument seek to ﬁnd the
highest truth, and not without earnest

 

warm-hearted approval when inspiration or
downright hard work has won merited
acknowledgment. Do not interpret this
article as a tirade against originality. Our
HOUSEHOLD is everywhere quoted as the
best of its kind, “‘entirely free from
twaddleg’i but I think a little unbending
from “I, myself,” articles would add a
still greater value, and draw to our aid
many more, who would by these discus-
sions, be brought to “ say their say.”

InoLssmn. A. L. L.
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A WAYSIDE CHRONICLE.

 

Away to the westward towards the set-
ting sun, there lieth a country fair and
young, embracing many commonwealths,
each having laws, manners and customs
peculiarto itself. Living in one of these
commonwealths, I have observed the work-
ings of a very curious law regarding their
hignways.- Although wicked men abound
whose muscles are eminently ﬁtted for the
breaking of stone, and the stone every-
where awaits the exercise of that muscle,
yet doth not this state government set
them about it, and thus secure to her
citizens a permanent road which shall like
old wine become better as its years increase.
The diﬂiculty may lie in the fact that the
oﬁices would not go round, and some man
might fail of becoming “Colossus of
Rhodes” fora year; for in this country of
which I write they hold a spring election
and some man becomes master of paths for
a season, not because of any special ﬁtness
in him, but because it is his turn to have an
office. And when he getteth his corn
planted and other work well under way—
the roads in the meantime having become
settled so that one may drive with pleasure
—then goeth he round to his neighbors and
saith, “Let us arise in the morning and
plow up the road,” and they, like good law-
abiding citizens, do congregate and fall to
workwith about the same result that would
attend the building of an ediﬁce. whose
architect should be changed every few days.

Then cometh the agricultural editor from
the city, on his way to Brother XenOphon’s
that he may eulogize the latest acquisition
in Shorthorns; this he does in a manner
highly gratifying to the owner, but very
discouraging to the heifer if she be of an
ambitious turn of mind and anxious to rise
up to the encomiums passed upon her.
Then returneth he to the city, and having
brushed the hayseed from his coat-collar and
the dust from his boots, he setteth him
down in the sauct um and writeth an account
of his trip, but chiefly he chideth the farm-
ers and bewaileth their lack of taste in al-
lowing their roadsides to become a mass of
brush and weeds, and he trieth to impress
upon their minds that it would pay as a
matter of dollars and cents to clean up and
beautify their homes by keeping the road~
sides clean.

Now as the constant dropping of water
will wear the hardest stone, so it came to
pass that the heart of a certain man was
moved by these appeals, and he said unto
his hired man, “Go to; let us arise and
beautify, and see whether all men will ex-
claim ‘ behold a public benefactor.’ ” So
they rose up early in the morning, and
taking a good horse with which to pull the

 

brush, root and branch, and axes where-
with to trim a row of trees and hew down
others, they labored many days; for be it
known that the trees and brush did so
obstruct this highway that the hazel-nuts
nodded and bowed and shook hands with
each other across it, and for a distance of
half a mile a lady driving alone would look
twice before entering the thicket, lest it
might be necessary for her to turn out for a
passing team. When it had been all
cleared and much burning of brush done,
then this man proceeded to plow it, and
the neighbors exclaimed “What in the
name of common sense is he plowing the
road for?” Having mi sons of tender
years he compelled them to rise early in the
morning, while other boys slumbered and
slept, and pick the stones therefrom, that
having it seeded he might mow it with the
machine and thus keep the weeds down.
Now what are the results? Pleasureto
himself and family. Do t e community
appreciate his labors? "Judge ye.” They
ﬁnd it handy to turn stock in in the spring
while his yet too early to use their own
pastures, and the master of paths when he
needs a few extra furrows, goes to that
side to get them, because to take them from
the other side would involve an amount of
labor altogether incompatible with road
taxes. And the other day a man came
along riding with his worthy spouse, while
this roadside was receiving its annual clean
ing up. The wife exclaimed: “Well I do
declare, what hogs some men make of
themselves! that man can’t raise enough
inside the fence, so he mows the road!”
Truly there are yet many to whom a yel-
loav primrose is but a yellow primrose, and
nothing more. Mas. W. J. G.

limvaLL.

A BLOW AT THE NUT.

What has been the matter with the nut
given us to crack? I expected to see it
cracked and the meat all picked out long
ago. I thought some woman might lay it
down on the side and smash it, woman-like
(when she is afraid of hitting her ﬁngers
harder than the nut). Of course in that
way the meat could not be gotten out in any
shape; then some other woman would try
her hand and not being so afraid of her ﬁn-
gers would crack it on the side in a shape to
pick out nearly all the meat at least. Then
along would come a man and say, “What a
fuss you women make cracking nuts; let me
show you how to do it.” He takes a nut
firmly between the thumb and ﬁnger, uplifts
the hammer and, in his contempt for the
bungling efforts of women, strikes it with
the intention of opening it at the ﬁrst blow.
He does, with a triumphant, “There, that
is the way to do it,”—but what is the mat-
ter? In his over zealous-mess he has hit his
thumb, and throws down the hammer and
stone and says, “Crack your nuts your-
selves; [ have something else to do.”

I think it high time some one tried to
crack it and as I am not afraid of my ﬁn-
gers I will give it a whack, and if I pound
my ﬁngers I will “grin and bear it,” and
not let you know itlhurts much.

If a married woman is possessed of money
shall she give it to the control of her hus-
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come as she prefers? It depends entirely
upon the husband. If a woman is possess-
edof property when she marries, I would
advise her to keep it under her control until
she is thoroughly acquainted with her hus-
band. _ If his “with my worldly goods I
thee endow,” is carried out to the letter
and he considers that his means are hers and
she has as good right to use them as he has,
and he questions her right to use her share
of the proﬁts no more than he would a busi-
ness partner, then I would say, let him have
it freely and unreservedly, feeling sure that
there will be no question of “mine or thine.”

If, on the other hand, the husband proves
selﬁsh and close, and considers his the only
right to the purse and deals out the con-
tents as he considers best, and requires his
wife to give an account of the last two
shillings he gave he when she went to town
to buy herself a pair of shoes, she better
hold her own. Perhaps the Sunday before
she had seen Mary brush ,away the tears
(that dear patient mother might not- know)
when putting‘ on the old hat that contrasted
so painfully with her companions’, The
mother knows by experience that if she ask-
ed her husband for money to buy Mary a
new hat he would say, "What is the matter
with that one? It is good enough. 1 never
get a new one until the old one is worn out.”

The mother thinks she can make the shoes
last a while longer, so she takes the money
her husband has counted out to a penny,
surreptitiously takes a few dozen eggs to
augment the amount, and buys the hat..
Her sacriﬁce is forgotten when she sees the
look of delight and hears words of thanks
from the grateful girl. After a while the
shoes are completely gone and the wife trem-
blingly asks for more money. With much
astonishment her husband asks what she
wants of more money. She guiltily con-
fesses what she has done, and he says, “If
you will spend all your money for the girls,
you ought to go without.” Think you if
that mother‘and wife ever had money of
her own that she does not curse herself that
she ever gave up the control? If a woman
has property why should she not have the
income to use as she prefers? I have yet to
see the mother who is not willing and glad
to use her money for the good of the family.

I can not see why a married woman has
not as good a right to increase her property
and control the investments and income as
her husband. Why should she not have the
privilege of buying farms, investing in
bank stock ormining stock as well as her
husband? If she loses, is it any more of a
sin for a woman to lose than a man? Many
men marry women solely for their money,
and such surely ought not to have the sole
control; but in nine cases out of ten if they
cannot they will live unhappily, or a separa-
tion is the result.

This question of property between hus—
band and wife is a vexed one, and puzzles
wise heads and will continue to do so until
men and women ' understand each other
better, or until men are willing to acknowl-
edge that they do not understand woman’s
wants, and conclude women are the best
judges in regard to matters pertaining to
the household and particularly their own
wearing apparel, and either give them a
liberal allowance (according to their means),
or let them have control of their own prop-
erty without let or hindrance.

OLD SCHOOL TEACHER.
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CELERY IN THE FAMILY GARDEN.

 

In answer to Maybelle’s inquiry relative
to her bird, will advise her to soak a piece
of salt fat pork in warm water for a short
time and then put it in the cage for a few
days. Keep plenty of fresh water in the
cage. It would be well to remove the seed
and just give the bird green feed for awhile,
such as cabbage. celery, apple, plantain and
peppergrass. I have never had any trouble
with birds losing their voices, but a friend
of mine has and she tried the salt pork
remedy with perfect success.

As we grow all our own celery, I will give
Mavbelle my experience. This is for up-
land celery. Sow the seed in April, in a
hot~bed if you have one; if not, sow in a box
and cover thinly with dirt; then put a wet
woolen cloth smoothly over it; place it under
the stove and let it remain until the plants
commence to come up, taking care to keep
the dirt well moistened by pouring water on
the cloth. (The cloth 'is to hold moisture
and keep from washing the seeds.) When
the celery plants (for the ﬁrst plants will
probably be weeds, as the celery seed is

slow to germinate) commence to come up

remove to a sunny window and take off the
cloth. When the plants are in the third
leaf transplant into boxes three inches apart
each way and then put outdoors where they
will harden.

When the plants are about four inches
high have a furrow made with a wing plow
and set the plants six or eight inches apart
in the bottom of the furrow; water them at
night fora few days, keep them well hoed
until the last of July and then commence to
blanch by hoeing the earth up around the
plants; hold the plants together with one
hand while you press the earth around them
with the other. Be careful that no dirt gets
inside the plants as it will cause them to
rust. Hoe theearth up around them until
only a little of the outside leaves shows;
three or) four bankings will be sufﬁcient.
We grow our celery on common garden soil
and think the ﬂavor superior to the marsh-
grown celery.

Will some one tell me where there are
dressmaking schools, and what are their
rules and terms, and oblige -
ANOTHER.

KLINGER LAKE.

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RECOGNITION.

My thanks to the many ladies who so
kindly responded to my “open sesame” on
the strawberry canning question. All were
too late for this year’s fruit, but they will
keep, and so I opine will the goodly array
of cans of strawberries that grace my collared
store of something to eat, and which are
put up, with a few exceptions, entirely
without sugar. Ah, but they look “just too
lovely for anything” but what they are in-
tended for, i. e., something to eat. I cooked
none to exceed ﬁve minutes. in a granite
iron kettle, cooking and canning as soon as
possible after they were gathered from the
vines. The berries are whole, the color
good and the fruit evenly distributed in the
cans.

Hot? Did you say “the weather'is fearful
hot?” Yes, indeed, and I think of the
beautiful breezy, fruitful farms now yield-

 

ing up their wealth to the goddesses Ceres
and Pomona; and, yes, Ido indeed sigh
for the luscious apples that grow—I know
where—and for just one long, lingering
look at the glory of the grain before the
reaper, the sharp, sturdy, clinching reaper,
the bronzed, sweating men and the stamp-
ing horses have gathered it into barns and
storehouses. . But I shall neither taste the
apples nor see the grand, golden, silent yet
voiceful glory of the grain this year. How-
ever there’s no great loss without some
small gain. If I_ am becoming’a stranger

to the excellence I also am to the labor of

life on the farm. E. L. N YE.
FLINT. \

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Contributed Recipes.

 

_ GREEN GRAPE Pin—Take the grapes be-
fore they have seeds; if used after the seeds
become hard, cut them open and take out the
seeds. Line the plate with crust; sprinkle in
ﬂour and plenty of white sugar; ﬁll just level
full of the fruit, then add more sugar—it,
takes considerable as they are sour. Wet the
edge of the crust with water; then cover and
press down a little; bake slow; sift .ugar
over when brown. Delicious. Still another
way is to stew the grapes with plenty of
sugar, until it is like jam; bake like a tart pie
with one crust, and when done frost. This is
also very nice.

LEMON PUDDING.—On6 cup sugar; yolks of
two eggs; three heaped tablespoonfuls ﬂour;
salt; one pint milk; juice and grated rind of
one lemon; mix this cold. Line a pudding
dish with a very thick put! paste, pour in the
custard, and bake in a quick oven until done.
Beat the whites to a stiff froth, add four
tablespoonfuls sugar; frost; return to oven
and brown. Serve with cold cream, or if de-
sired richer, add whipped cream. Suﬂicient
for six persons. .

HUCKLEnanv PUDDING.—One pint berries;

pint molasses; cup sour milk; teaspoonful,

soda; one pound two ounces ﬂour; one tea-
spoonful each of cinnamon and cloves; one
nutmeg; steam two and a half hours. Serve
with boiled sauce.

APPLE TAPIOCA PUDDING.-—TO half teacup-
ful tapioca add three cups cold water; let it
stand on the back of the range until cooked
clear; sweeten and ﬂavor with wine and nut-
meg. Place four or six apples, _ pared and

cored, in the pudding dish, and pour over,

them the tapioca; bake until the apples are
tender. Serve cold with cream. ,

COLD CREAM Simon—Beat together one
cup white sugar and half cup butter; add one
cup rich sweet cream; now use the egg
heater and whisk until it is a foam; ﬂavor
and place where it will become cold before
serving.

POTATOES BAKED IN MILK.-—T&k° as many
potatoes as you are in the habit of preparing
for a dinner for your family. pare and slice
as thin as possible—so thin that you can at-
most see through the slices. Let them stand
covered with cold water for a shortitime.
Then put them into a porcelain or tin baking
dish, sprinkling with. salt and pepper as th
dish is ﬁlled; also placing little pieces of but-
ter here and there. When the dish is ﬁlled.
cover with milk heated while preparing the
potatoes. or milk and water, if milk is not
plentiful. Put into the oven and bake until

the potatoes are ready to fall to pieces: a dalf
holding two quarts will cook in one and a hhs
hours in a good oven.

FOAM SAUCE. —Beat the whites of. three eggs
to a froth; melt one cup sugar. let it just boil;
add one glass of wine, then the beaten whites.
Serve at once. EVANGELINE.

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