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DETROIT, MAY 27, 1898.

THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

IT’S VERA WEEL.

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it’s vera weel. throughout the day.

When ta'en up wi’ wark or play,

To think a man can live alway
Wi‘oot a wifey.

But it‘s anither thing at nigh t,

To sit alone by can‘le—light.

Or gang till rest when sharp winds bite.
Wi‘oot a wifey.

It‘s very weel when class are new.

To think they’ll always last just so.

And look as well as they do non,
Wi‘oot a wifey.

But when the holes begin to show,

The stitches rip. the buttons g).

What in the warl‘s a man to do
Wi'oot a wifey?

It's vera weel when skies are clear.

When frieu's are true and lassies dear,

To think ye‘ll gang through life. nae fear.
Wi'oot a wifey.

But clouds will come the skies athwart.
Lassies will marry, frien’s maun part;
Whit then can cheer your sadlened heart?
5 A dear wee wife}.

It’s vera weel when young and hale,

. 3 But when ye’re auld. and crazed. and frail.
; E And your blithe spirits ‘gin to fail.

i , Ye’ll'vant a witey.

; . , But may‘iap then the lassies dear

, ,/ Will treat your offers wi’ a sneer;

' " Because you're cranky, gray and sets:
Ye‘ll get use wifey.

Tnen haste ye. haste ye. silly loon;

Rise up ani seek aboot the toon.

And get heaven’s greatest earthly boon.
A wee bit wifey.

W

TEE WJM AN’S CONGRESS.

 

 

 

At Chicago, in connection with the
Columlnian Exposition. and opening on
the week of May 15th, there began a
series of international congresses, au-
thorized by the Government of the
United States, for the purpose of pro-
g‘ curing the best thought of the world on
‘ ‘ the great questions of the age. These
Congresses are in twenty great divis-

 

the press, medicine, temperance, moral
and social reform, commerce and ﬂu-
ance, music, literature, education, en-
gineering, art, labor, religion, agri-
culture, and other topics; these again
are subdivided into departments, so
that in all over one hundred meetings
will be held, at which it would seem
every themeoi interest to the race will
be recognized and discussed.

Among these great international cou-

 

  
 
   
 
  
 

 

 

 

 

' thousand representatives and members

the Woman’s Congress, the initial
number of the series, ‘ which opened
May 15th. It was a gathering of repre-
sentative women from all over the
world—from England, France, Sweden,
Germany. Australia, Cape Colony, Den-
mark, Austria, Greece, Italy. even Rus-
sia; indeed it is said there was but one
European country not represented, and
that Turkey, where women are not sup-
posed to be troubled with souls worth
saving. There were over 300 accredit-
ed delegates belonging to 110 women‘s
societies and organizations, nearly 50 of
which were foreign societies; fully three

of these associations were present, and
from ten to twelve thousand eager and
interested women attended the meet-
ings, so that the Woman’s Congress
stanls apart as the greatest female con-
ference meeting on record.

It was eminently proper that women
should come to the front at the great
quadricennial anniversary of the Colum-
bian discovery. It was a woman who
enabled that individual of whose name
we have all grown somswhat wearied
the past year, to carry out his visions
of a far land beyond the horizon. When
Ferdinand looked at the empty treasure
chest and said Nay, the braver spirit of
Isabella offered her jewels as proof of
her faith—less in Columbus’ evidences
than in his faith in himself. We have
gloriﬁed Columbus at the expense of the
sturdy old Norwegian who really dis-
covered us. but old Lief Ericcson had
no woman co -ad jutor; the new continent
waited till a woman could take a hand
in—need we a better proof that women
must bear a hand in all good works?

As I have said, the Woman’s Congress
was the largest gathering of women ever

known.

The Congress had three great

ions, which include woman’s progress, .

subdivisions, these again divided into
department congresses, whose themes
included almost every topic of interest
to women, from evolution to dress re-
form, so that seven meetings were
carried on slmultaneou sl y,and all crowd-
ed to suﬁocation.

Mrs. Potter Palmer, president of the

the leisure class, which :onservatlsm is
equally marked among working women.
Women’s reason and judgment approve
the new departure, but we shrink from
the actual inauguration of new prin-
ciples and modes of life, and cling to the
past. If these congresses can arouse
women to the magniﬁcent possibilities,
not alone of womanhood but of hu-
manity, the v. orld will surely look back
to the summer of 1893 and call it bless-
ed.”

‘Any number of papers and addresses
were read at the various meetings; to
enumerate the titles even would require
more space than we can give. Repre-
sentative women in the departments of
temperance, religion, politics, suffrage,
ﬁnance, morals, literature, art, music,
the drama, dress, education. household
and industrial econo mics, society, trades
and professions, progress of woman,
marriage rs‘ations—in short, in every
department of thought, labor and action
which relates to women, told what had
been accomplished and outlined work
for the future. And as the National
Congress has agreed to pay for printing
the proceedings, it will be possible for
us to study the vast aggregation of
literature pertaining to the progress of
women which will thus be preserved as
a memorial of the Congress.

There were present four elderly wc-
men, the pioneers in the cause of wo-
man, to whom the occasion must have
been something beyond the fruition of
their wildest hopes—Lucy Stone, Eliza-
beth CadyStanton, Susan B. Anthony
and Julia Ward Howe, a notable quar-
tette who bore indeed “the burden and
the heat of the day,” and have seen the
cause they championed alone, unaided,
scoffed and sneered at, since fc rty years,
grow into a mighty tidal wave bearing
upon its crest the representatives of the
intellect, the wealth, the religion. the
society and the beauty of the woman
world. They. above all others, should
have been most honored among women
there, for out of the rough rock and
through weary ways. they wrought in
large part the pleasant path for the wo-

 

Woman’s Congress, welcomed the dele-
gates, but Mrs. Chas. Henrotin, vice-
president, delivered the address.‘ Mrs.
Henrotin said: “What stands in the
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been gained, but their agitation paved
the way for a far greater good, a
nobler aid to woman’s progress—her
educational enfranchisement and busi-
ness development. That must have
beena proud and happy moment for
them when they looked over the vast
assemblage of wsmen, at such a meet-
ing as was not only impossible but un-
dreamed of twenty years —yes, even ten
years ago! Will they live ten years
longer, and see man relegated to second
place and ranking as some woman’s

- husband?

That the Congress will be a wonder-
ful factor in the future advancement of
women is easy of prephecy. N 0 one can
attend such a series of meetings with-
out going away broadened, developed
in intellect and spirit, with nobler aims
and more comprehensive views; and
with a great humility ﬁlling the heart,
that in face of such grand possibilities
the individual unit comes so far short
of attaining them. Yet each privileged
woman, going home to her own little
world, will carry the inﬂuence of what
she gained, and from her it will radiate
to be again diffused, till no ﬁnite mind
can measure the end! BEATRIX.

W

“GIVE OUT.”

“She’s give out this morning;” re-
marks the farmer dubiously to the men
as they enter the kitchen where the at-
mosphere of a very chilly fog prevails.
“I don’t see what on arith I’m to do—
the haying just begun so.” She might
mean the big machine standing beneath
the ancient oak tree by the gate; or
some one of the many animals munch-
ing their oats in the barn, but it really
alludes to the wife who, for weeks, has
been dragging her weary body about.
In the disordered room she lies tossing
in pain, and still harder to bear than
the pain is the thought, “What will
they all do?” Oh, if I’d baked yester-
day, even if Ididn’tfeel able! I’m afraid
I must have a doctor and a girl and the
payment is due next month—and John
will feel so discouraged—and he won’t
half skim the calves’ milk! How will
those children ever get off to school.
Oh, if I only had a wet cloth on my
head! This bed is like a pig’s nest and
it beats all that a room should get to
looking so in just one night.”

Some sort of a breakfast is ﬁxed 1p
and put down; and John, after another
hurried peep into the bed-room, says to
the men, "I suppose I’ve got to hitch up
and go for a doctor and try to ﬁnd a
girl,” and then, unless an extra patient,
considerate specimen of the genus
homo, he matters something about his
bad luck, and pities himself very much.
An hour or two passes. The sick wo-
man gives numerous directions to the
children; leans over the bedside to braid
the little girl’s hair and button her
dress. When she asks for a drink of
water the boy brings it in a dipper
which she sees is greasy about the rim;

 

 

but she kisses tenderly the freckled,
sun-burnt face, and a sharp pain at her
heart comes with the thought that he
may be left motherless.

A fitful doze is broken by the return
of John. The ride and chat with the
people met has cheered him up, and he
tells her j Wyously that the doctor will
soon be here, and he has brought Mrs.
Slack’s oldest girl home with him.
“She won’t work for less than two dol-
lars a week; but her mother says she
understands all kinds of work and I
guess you had better keep her all sum-
mer.” And away he goes into the ﬁeld.
The doctor tells her she is overworked.
She knows that well enough, but it is
pleasant to hear some one else say so.
He leaves her a lot of quinine powders,
with orders to take perfect rest and not
to worry about anything. He. might
just as well have ordered a trip to the
moon.

The girl who has mastered the science
of housework comes in to ask her ho v
to mix the bread-sponge, how long to
boil potatoes. where is this and how to
do that, until the poor woman feels
wild; and when she expresses a desire
to bathe her face and hands, she is
oifered the wet end of the dirty crash
t)wel used by the men. While she
make a faint attempt to use it, she hears
that she is probab'y going to have
“grip;” “there’s lots offolks dying with
it now,” and is informed that her new
help is “an awful poor hand with sick
people, can’t bear to touch any one that’s
sick any more’n she would a corpse.” All
the time her head and her bones and
heart ache; she is ﬁrst cald, then hot,

innd yet feels that it would be nothing

to bear if there were only some one to
care for her and those dependent upon
her.

Matters always adjust themselves in
time to the new conditions, and wheth-
er her sickness prove brief or long, she
will always have a vivid recollection of
that dreadful day when she “give out.”

THOMAS. A. H. J.

M.“

EVERLASTING BAGS.

 

When I moved on a farm I was of the
Opinion that to be thoroughly a farmer‘s
wife I must make a rag carpet.

With great enthusiasm I began this
new project, thinking how decided? y
womanly I should feel when I had a
sufﬁcient number of pounds for a carpet.

As each garment gave way, it was
immediately transformed into carpet
rags. But somehow it did take such a
quantity of rags to weigh a pound; and
as each little pile had been “rent in
twain,” I made a rush for the scales
feeling sure it must be a pound, when

10! to my great disappointment, it would.

be but a few ounces.

I would saw all day, and then not have
quite a pound; I thought this decidedly
discouraging, and from this standpoint,
began ﬁguring as to the number of days
I would have to sew rags; and the out-
-ook was not very bright.

 

A style called “hit-and miss” was ex-
p‘ained to me, and I was advised to at.
least have a certain number of threads.
I felt as though this change would be
glorious, for “variety being the spice of
life,” it might prove an elixir to my
declining inclinations to be purely—a
farmer’s wife.

But these wisely termed “hit-and-
miss” rags, how they did annoy me! In-
stead of being a blessing they proved a
curse; and as for variety they have been
“weighed in the balance.” Whenever I
desired a bright color to present itself,
a dark one would jump up, desiring to
be “hit”—and not “ missed.”

I endeavored to ﬁgure just how far
“ a few threads ” would go, in the re-
quired number of yards, but I might as
well have attempted to translate Greek,
for aught I kne w. S) I sat hour after
hour, occasionally shaking up the
cushion in my chair and feeling for that
plaster on my back to make sure of its
effectiveness. I whispered my favorite
lullaby, being too weak to make an
audible sound; and toiled on, struggling
for that title I was so anxmus to gain.

I had heard something about “bees”
that farm folks have, possibly practiced
in olden times more than at the present
day, and determined to investigate and
see if i could not ﬁnd some means of
escape, for I was becoming desperate;
the variety having ceased to be an
elixir. Upon searching minutely for
truths, facts and principles concerning
those “ bees,” I found that a dinner and
supper must be provided, and the gentle-
men invited to the latter.

This did not strike me very forcibly,
being a triﬂe disinclined to exertion.
but those everlasting rags loomed in
before me and seemed so near like a
mountain that I determined, with moth-
er’s help, to make an endeavor.

So by the “ sweat of my brow” those
meals were prepared,the invited guests
came, and a social time was enjoyed, my-
self being particularly blissful; for those
rags were converted into balls, and what
wasn’t "hit” was “missed.”

But the end was not yet, for the color-
ing and the arranging of the stripe was
next in order; and when this fact was
alluded to, Aaron very decidedly said,
“We’ll have none of that muss around,”
and in the same tone added: “ The
next time we need a carpet we buy
one. I’ve seen nothing but rags, rags,
rags, for the last s’x months and I am
positively tired of them; just dump them
into abag, and I’ll take them to the
weaver, who can attend to the coloring
and making the stripe."

You can see how much compensation
I received for mv work and worry, and
to young house wives I would say, prac-
tice economy in some other way, and at
the same time feel you can be thorough-
ly a farmer’s wife without making a rag
carpet. For if your husband is blessed
with a mild, tranquil, and indulgent
disposition, you will foreVer destroy it
by uninterruptedly having him see a

pile of rage.
Mr. Camus. LITTLE NAN.

  
    
  
   
   
    
   
   
   
  
    
    
  
    
    
    
    
   
    
     
   
     
    
    
 
    
 
  
  
   
   
   
   
   
  
  
  
   
      
     

 
   


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FORCE OF PURPOSE.

 

[Paper read by Mrs. W. E. Kennedy before the
Liberty Farmers‘ Club. May 6th, 1803.]

There is nothing like a ﬁxed, steady
aim, with an honorable purpose in life,
to insure success. It does not require
eminent talent to succeed in any pursuit
so much as force of purpose. A man
who has a ﬁxed purpose to which he
devotes his time and powers is always
sure to accomplish something worthy
of praise. Always have an object in
view; and let your aim in life be elevat-
ed. Aim at virtue and moral excellence.
These are the ﬁrst and indispensable
qualiﬁcations of a good citizen. All our
great men whose names are written on
the page of history were men of will—-
of ﬁxed purpose. No man who habitual-
ly halts between two opinions, who can-
not decide promptly, or having decided,
acts as if failure were possible, can ever
be great.

When a child is learning to walk, if
you can induce the little creature to
keep its eyes ﬁxed on any point in
advance it will generally reach it with-
out falling; but distract its attention by
word or act, and down goes the baby.
This rule applies to .children of larger
growth. The man who starts in life
with a determination to reach a certain
position rarely fails, if he lives long en-
ough, to reach his goal. Ifcircumstances
oppose him, he overcomes them by the
force of strong, energetic will. We
should have a mark in view, and should
not be turned from our course by other
objects no matter how attractive. Life
is not long enough for any one person
to do everything; but few can accom-
plish more than one thing well, yet
there is not a person endowed with or-
dinary intellect or capacity who cannot
succeed in at least one useful and im-
portant vocation by pursuing that ex-
clusively.

Man’s days, at most, are so few, and
his capacity at the best so small, that
never yet has he, even by conﬁning the
efforts and energies of a life time in
his pursuits, attained to perfection.
How much less then are the probabili-
ties of his success in several pursuits!
Do we not see men among our own ac-
quaintances, continually shifting their
purpose, ﬁrst pursuing this object and
then something else; and though con-
sidered smart, able men, never perfect-
ing or succeeding-in any one thing? On
the other hand, we see hundreds of
others, of far less natural endowment,
pursuing and adhering to one business,
perhaps what we are pleased to call a
small business at that, by persistence
acquire proﬁciency in that business and
success follows. Such an one makes him-
self useful in the world, while our other
friend, too bright for any one pursuit
alone and who must try to follow half a
dozen, fails in all, accomplishes nothing
worthy, but spends his time in telling
what his uncle or grandfather has done,
and what he might have done if it

hadn’t been for—well it would take a '

nimble reporter to make a note of the
various reasons of failure, but he at-
taches no blame to himself, of course.
It is will—force of purpose—that en~
ables a man to do or be whatever he sets
his mind on being.

I wouldn’t give much for .the man who
is always looking forward and watching
for some one to die to ﬁll his pockets,or
for the man who accounts for another’s
success by luck. saying, “Oh he was
born lucky; every business he engages
in turns to money.” You will ﬁnd this
man who was born so lucky is the one
who has attended strictly to business
with persistent industry and a ﬁrm
purpose.

“Where there is a will there is a way”
is an old and true saying. He who re-
solves upon doing a thing, by that very
resolution often rides over all obstacles
and secures its achievement. To think
we are able is almost to be so. If a man
has a strong desire for knowledge, no
matter where he is placed he will be-
come an educated man. The ﬁrst step
toward self improvement is to leave off
whining over the past, and bend every
energy to the improvement of the pres-
ent. Let all mistakes and errors of the
past be good lessons for right doing in
the future.

One of Napoleon’s favorite maxims
was, “The truest wisdom is a resolute
determination.” His life beyond most
others plainly showed what a powerful
and ﬁrm will could accomplish. He
threw his whole force of body and mind
directly upon his work. When he was
told the Alps stood in the way of his
armies, his reply was, “There shall be
no Alps!” and he really constructed a
road through a district almost inacces-
sible.

" Impossible” said he, “is a word
only to be found in the dictionary of
fools.” His strong will and determined
purpose inﬂuenced and aroused his
whole army to greater action. I rather
dislike to quote Napoleon without speak-

ing of his intense selﬁshness, and his
life teaches us that no matter how much
of knowledge, force of purpose or power
is gained, without goodness and virtue
it is sure to prove fatal to its possessors.
Therefore let all our resolutions be
prompted by pure motives; and by ad-
hering strictly to them we are certain
of success and the reward that surely
follows.

 

OLD ASSOCIATIONS.

 

Of all places home is endeared to us
as no other spot on earth can be, and
from being thus enshrined in nearly
every human heart no tender expres-
sions of love for the one hallowed spot
become tedious to our ears from repe-
tition but ﬁnd a responsive echo every-
where and blend with the most sacred
feelings the heart can know. I visited
my old home last autumn which is only
a few miles from Fenton—the home we

 

ﬁrst made in Michigan, when no farm

for miles around was completely “clear-
ed” and roads were decidedly new and
many of the corduroy style. It seems
somewhat strange that although we
have spent a number ofyears in another
quarter the old feelings of interest
connected with that especial farm were
still strong within us. The grand or-
chard we planted and that has been so
proﬁtable, the grapery and the house,
with some changes in general appear-
ance, are still much the same; and the
memorial trees, set by hands now still
forever and placed to commemorate the
untimely death of our president for
whom a nation bowed h‘eads in sorrow
and gloom, still stand. Those beauti-
ful maples are a pride and comfort to
the present owner, he assured us. It
was gratifying to know that our labors
there were so well appreciated.

‘ Oh, how busy was memory as I wan-
dered among the trees and lanes, and
thought of the dear child who left us in
that h;me to await us on “the other
shore” and the dear friend who took up
her abode here when we left it only to
ﬁnd her better home in a few short

 

 

years! The same rose clambers over
the Window that bloomed so brightly
for me; and shrubs and roszs grace the
lawn where I planted them. Those
triﬂing object s were to me sacred
mementors of the past days of youth and
vigor, and of departed days and friends
that endeared the home to us.
FENTON. MRS. M. A. FULLER.

As a ﬁtting corollary to the. above
comes the following from an old and.
valued correspondent:

A FRAGMENT.—-“A stranger’s foot Is
on the sill.” In every spot on earth
that has ever been home to the writer,
a “stranger” holds the “‘warrantee,”
while the great majoril y of those who
ﬁlled those homes with life and love are
no longer inhabitants of earth. There
is a feeling of indeﬁnable loneliness in
the thought that all houses and lands
hallowed by the ownership. labor and
daily associations of parents, brothers
and sisters have become the property of
strangers. E. L. NYE.

M—

An ingenious woman tells the Rural
New Yorker ho av she made an embroider-
ed dress last three seasons for her grow-
ing girl, which, considering the remark-
able manner in which girls “stretclr
up” between ﬁve and eight years, is a
feat one may be proud of? “I did not
want to tuck the dress, as tucks cut off
in ironing so much; besides they show
traces of the stitching after it is ripped.
I purchased an extra depth and gather-
ed it to a yoke like a Mother Hubbard.

Then I measured the desired length of
the skirt, and basted a casing under-
neath, inserting a small cord to draw it
up to ﬁt the waist, the extra length
falling over like a blouse. The next
summer I tied a sash over the extra
length. This summer it is just long
enough. The sleeves were made a little
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A QUESTION ANSWERED.

 

Will Mrs. Fuller or any one else in-
form me what will destroy those little
black ﬂies that kill house-plants? A
neighbor’s plants are being destroyed
by them. MRS. A. DO.

 

The black ﬂy mentioned above is the
perfect form of the aphis, a tiny
green bug-like insect which does the
damage. Bid your neighbor examine
the tender leaves and young twigs of
her plants and she will undoubtedly
ﬁnd numbers of these little insects,
busily engaged in sucking the sap on
which they thrive but the loss of which
kills the plants. These aphides are
particularly apt to infest the rose gera-
nium, heliotrope. rose, fuchsia and other
plants of rapid and succulent growth.
There is but one remedy, to smoke
them thoroughly with tobacco. Set the
plants on the ﬂoor, cover them with a
paper cap made by pasting newspapers
together; put some ashes in an old pan
and set the pan on a brick among the
plants, then throw on a handful of
tobacco stems which you have moisten-
ed with water and on these a few live
coals, taking care~ not to get too many
and burn the plants. Let stand until
the smoke has ceased, then remove the
papers and at once givr the plants a
thorough syringing to wash away the
stupiﬁed and half dead insects. This
syringing is very ,important, as other-
wise many will revive and continue
their destructive work If the black
ﬁles are very numerous it may be neces-
-- sary to repeat this smoking a couple of
times, at intervals, as the ﬂies will de-
wposit eggs which hatch into aphides.

‘the use of the coals not to get so many
"that the heat burns the foliage—ED.

 

SPEAK NO EVIL.

 

Beautiful May is here—the loveliest
month of the year, when the world is at
its brightest and best, the air ﬁlled with
the perfume of ﬂowers and the songs of
birds, the eye gladdened by beauty
everywhere. At least one month in the
year the country is an ideal place to live
in, and these bright mornings we feel'as
if we would like to leave work and care
and ride out in the fresh, inspiring air,
rejoicing with Nature in her happiest
mood. Al‘ if our lives could only be

like the month of May! But that can-

not be, for
"There's never a day so sunny but a little cloud

appears ' '
And never a heart so happy but there 3 time for
grief and tears.” .

How many there are who are living
only in the future, looking away months
and even years in advance, building air
castles only to see them vanish into
nothingnessl We pay no heed to the

‘ days that are passing though they may
We cannot live al-

best of everything, enjoying what we
have, for far away in taat future that
lies be'ore us ."cloud upon cloud may
be gathering thickly to envelop us.
When troubles come, we look back
and recall the days that seemed both
weary and monotonous, that we thought
all cloud‘and no sunshine. So it is best
to make our happiness as we go along.
Perhaps we have not spent our lives as
we would have liked; fate may have de-
creed otherwise. Perhaps our way has
been rough and hard because of what
others have done to cause us pain and
heartache, but could we travel both
roads, the one we would have chosen,
and the one that has been marked out
for us, when we got to the end perhaps
we would say the last was the easiest
and “God knows best.”

We should have charity for others;
think twice before repeating a story
that will injure another, and never go
back into the past to dig up and bring
to the light some misdeed or wrong act
of another. We have plenty of our own
at home for inspection—more than many
of us like to admit.

Our own lives have been far from‘per-
feet. Our idle gossip may do incalcul-
able harm, break up long friendships.
or drive some erring but repentant soul
back to sin; we may bring shame upon
the innocent. and doubt to the believ-
ing, so

D -n‘t be in too much of a hurry
To credit the news of the day;
For a deal of life’s fret and its worry
is prefaced by two words, "I‘hey say!"
' MRS. A. D0.

NEWSPAPERS AND WASHING
M ACBINES.

What is best to do with newspapers
that keep coming after your subscrip-
tion has expired? It is not always con-
venient to leave them in the ofﬁce, for
often in the country you send for your
mail by others. When you ﬁrst notice
the publishers are sending the paper
over the time you subscribed for there
is a small amount due them (or they
think there is). They ought not to put
you to the bother and postage of writing
to them to stop what you never order-
ed, any way. This is what I did with
one of them: After it had been sent
about three months too long I sent a
card to the publisher telling him that
if he intended it as a present I thanked
him, but I had not the slightest inten-
tion of ever paying for it, in fact as I
had not subscribed to it I distinctly in-
tended never to pay for it. It didn’t
come any more. There is one ceming
to my address now and the label shows
it is going to come for a year, that I
never subscribed for, never even heard
of till it came.
for that either.

Is there any washing machine that is
a real help in washing? Those I have
tried required such an outlay of strength
that I was more tired after using them
thah when washing in the old way. I

I don’t intend to pay-

machine say that their husband or one
of the boys can wash the clothes through
the machine in a short time. That is
the trouble with them, they require a.
mln’s strength. Boiling and bleaching
on the grass I consider the greatest
helps. HULDAH PERKINS.
PIONEER.

[Unf )rtunately, the law permits pub-
lishers to continue sending their papers
after the time paid for has expired and
enables them to collect pay if the papers
are taken from the ofﬁce. I say un-
fortunately, for no reputable publisher
will continue to force his paper upon a
subscriber after the latter has signiﬁed
he doesn’t want it by failing to renew.
It is possible some friend may have paid
for the paper which our correspondent
mentions as being received though she
never heard of it before, but it would
be safest to follow the plan she adopted
and notify the publisher, per postal,that
she does not intend to pay for it. It is
indeed a shame that people should be
put to the trouble of refusing what they
never subscribed for, or wanted, and we
hope some day the law will be amended
so that those who take such means to
levy blackmail may have no legal re-
source—ED ]

m”

 

HOUSE HOLD HIN TS.

 

YOU have, perhaps, a pretty book in
dainty white or“ pale tinted binding
which has been soiled by somebody’s
careless ﬁngers. In book stores, such
soil is removed by rubbing with chamois
skin dipped in powdered pumice-stone.

 

THE best rat exterminator ever ex-
amined in a chemist’s laboratory is simr
ply chloride of lime. This thrown liber—
ally about their holes and runaways,
and the rats will never sniff it more
than once.

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Contributed Recipes.

 

Lumen Pun-The grated rind and juice of
one lemon; one cup sugar; three eggs, say:
ing the whites of two for frosting for the top;
piece of butter size of a walnut; two table-
spoonfuls milk. Bake. When done spread
with a frosting made of the whites of two
eggs and two tablespoonfuls of sugar; return
to oven and brown slightly. J. H. H.

WiLLumsror.

 

VINEGAB Pun—One-third cup strong vine-
gar; one cup boiling water; one cup sugar;
three tablespoonfuls melted butter; two of
ﬂour, and one tablespoonfnl of lemon ex-
tract. Put the vinegar. water. sugar and
butter into a basin, and let it come to a boil,
then stir in the ﬂour, let this cook and then
cool. Beat the yolks of two eggs and stir
into it, also the lemon, then turn your mix-
ture into your crust and bake. Have the
whites of the two eggs beaten to a froth, and
sweetened to taste. Pour this over the pie
when done, and return to the oven until it is
browned just a little, and your pic is ready
for tea. I think it is nice and a very goo: ‘

 

 

ways; and it is best to live every day as

3 _ ' though it were our last, and make the

notice those who praise their particular

you like it. - _E
Onwoon. "

substitute for lemon pie; Let us kn ' it, ‘

  
  
   
   
 
 
 
 
  
  
   
  
  
 
  
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
   
 
 
   
 
 
 
 
  
 
   
 
 
  
 
 
  
 
  
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
  
 
   
 
  
 
 
   
     
 

 

 

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