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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

T HE MODEL HUSBAND.

 

Most wives will end their story with.
“Ah. well. men are but human." '
I long to tell the secret of
A truly 1121pr Woman.

Through all the sunshine-lighted years,
Lived now in retrospection.

My husband's ward brought never tears.
Nor caused a and reﬂection.

Whate'er the burdens of the day,
Uuﬂinching. calm and steady.
To hear his pert~the larger half-—

I always ﬁnd him ready.

House-cleaning season brings no frown,
No sarcasm pointed keenh:

Through carpets up and tacks head down
He makes his way serenely.

Our evenings pass in oonwrse sweet,
Or quiet contemplation.

We never disagr:e except
To “keep up conversation.“

And dewy mom of radiant June,
Fair moonlight of September,

April with bird and brook atune.
Stern, pitilese Dccembar—

Enuhpaeme to my adoring eyes
Some new grace to discover.

For he, unchanging through the years,
Is still my tender lover.

80 life no ehadowa holds, though we
Have reuehel the side that's she ly.

My husband? Oh! a dream is he,
And I’m a maiden lady.

LAB )3. DAY.

The ﬁrst Monday in September has
been quite generally set apart as Labor
Day, a date upon which Labor, as rep-
resented by its organizations, takes a
holiday. it is not as yet recognized in
this State as a legal holiday, neverthe-
less most employers whose men are
organized into unions ﬁnd it expedient
to give them the day; some of them re-
luctantly, perhaps, making a virtue of
necessity knowing the men would take
the day anyway. I have heard of but
one employer who denied his men
liberty to participate in the Labor Day
parade; he informed them he would
neither give the day or allow them to
take it, and that any employe absent
from duty that day might call at the
oﬂise for his time —-that is, consider
himself discharged. His reason were
characteristic—he is an Englishman
and believes in absolute monarchy.
Given opportunity, what tyrants some
men (and women) become! The right
to exercise authority over their fellows
sets them to thinking—not how they
can use their power most wisely and

 

for the best interests of the governed,
but rather how best to impress their
subordinates by a display of absolutism.
Heredity counts for something, [sup—

pose. There is an outcronping of the '

old feudal system sometimes, even
after all these years since its abolish-
ment. How else can we account for a
Spectacle I have often witnessed in
this city of a rich man living in a hand-
some house and owning a lot of miser-
able tumble-down tenements within a.
stone‘s throw filled with his poorer
countrymen ani women who pay him
enormous rents and seemingly never
ask for repairs—at least they ucVer get
them. VVnen he meets his tenants,
with affable condescension he responds
to their servile greetings; they are so
humble in public I‘m sure they must
kiss his boots when he honors them by
accepting rent for his rookeries in his
ofﬁce. What rich .lessings they in-
voke upon hirn when they meet him in
the street, and after his patronizing
nod, he goes on, a triﬂe more like a
turkey-cock in demeanor than ever, for
there’s somebody, after all, who does
him rsvcrence.

But this is aside from Labor Day.
Revenous a'moutons. Labor celebrated
its day and displayed its strength by a
grand procession this year, with
mislc and banners, and ﬂoats repre-
senting its trades and industries
Notable among the latter was a satire
on the use of convict cut stone in the
Detroit postolﬁcs now building. Men
dressed in cmvict suits were humour-
ing at a block ofstone, while OVEI' them
stood guards, one with a whip in hand
with which he occasionally “touched
up” a lagging worker, another with a
riﬂe. Occasionally a convict would
attempt to abandon his task and jump
off the ﬂoat, when promptly the per-
suasive power of the leveled gun would
bring him back. This was to exem-
plify how convict labor toils. Follow-
ing came a ﬂoat with free men laboring
without overseers, showing how the
work should be done.

Many of the unions represented in
the parade wore uniforms of one kinl
or another. Street car drivers carried
whips ornamented with ribbons; horse-
shoers wore purple velvet aprons or-
namented with gold fringe with a
gold horse shoe embroidered in the
centre; metal polishers wore black

 

straw hats, long linen dusters, and}
carried Japanese sunshades. The
moldcrs attracted much attention be-
cause of their uniformly stalwart
physique and acidic 'iv, erect carriage.
Six thousand men wore in line, yet
only a small proportion of Labor’s
army in this city was in the ranks. The
men were almost withoul exceptiou-
neatly and well dZ‘Ee:5e<J§ rolne marched
wcarily as if unaccustomed to such
exercise; others stepped .u’l‘ jiuntlly, as
if c lDSClOUS of the battery of eyes upon.
them; others seemed .‘EL triﬂe shame"
faced as if embarmsszd by the public
gaze and free coioziirul._~' oi beholders.

‘And the music craslurd away in the

distance, the banners disappeared
round the corner, ;i:.:i presently the
workmen had carried lisllc Isle by
storm and overrun its pleasant paths.
Here were games and sports, with

prizes to the strongest kins? most dex-
trous; -nd hero V'u'iil'c, ait’L'e, sweet-

hearts and children to up; Hinzi and ad-
mire. And so labor had it: lay, and its
night, too, alas that it must be said;
though the policeman was often con-
vcniently blind when stem Were merely
erratic and tongues a trill » too limber,
notafew were gathered in and given
a chance to sob-er up and 2" police super-
vision.

I scanned lilo crowd that surged
down some of the great arteries of
travel that converge at the City Hall,
with critical eyes. Culnlllb'dd as it was
of the families of the workingmcn of
the city, turning out to moss-c on a day‘
especially their own. it was certainly
representative. [t was emphatically
the crowd that turns out for circus pro-
cessions and military parades, always
attracted by a free. show. ih'ld let me
tell you, it was a crowd “not to be-
sneezed at.” With a fair sprinkling of
men, off duty and yet not meaning to’
join the parade, it was yet largely—at
least four-ﬁfths amide up of women
and children. lsmilcd to myself at
the contrast between the workman and
his family, ground under the iron heel
of capital, crusher] into the dust by the
Carnegies of monopoly, slaving to keep
soul and body together, as pictured by
demagogues who make a living by
inciting men to riot and anarchy, and
the real picture as presented by these-
independent, well dressed men and.
their well dressed, well-fed families.

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In my walk of three blocks through
such a crowd as village residents rarely
see upon their streets, 3. walk in which
I kept my eyes wide Open for what I
was looking for, I saw one shabbily
dressed woman. Her black cotton
dress was rusty and her hatafamily
disgrace. She was wheeling a cab in
which were two children, another clung
to her skirts, and a little girl, showily
dressed in red cashmere, with flowers
and long blue ribbons on her hat, was
leading another. The childrenfﬂat
least, were well clad. I counted ten
silk dresses. Good material—“hilt
with regular sunset combinations in
color was the rule. Where, I thought,
in any country but ours, would you ﬁnd
the wives of stone-cutters and brick-
layers, stove niolders and car-drivers,
wearing silk and ostrich . feathers!
Then I rtcaLel the accounts of the
homes of Homestead workmen, where
those whose ili‘.«_eliigcm":c and skill made
them
owned thuir houses uni furnished them
with brusee‘s carp-ts. lac.) »;‘ul't.ains,
solid. oak furniture anal pituos. Ltilll had
money in the bank: and
that picture with a friend‘s dwscripthm
of the laboring classes in Germany,
where the able-bodied men are in the
army and the women Will‘K in the ﬁelds.
factories and mines: and England,
where an artiﬁcill ﬂower irra serving
girl’s bonnet would he occasion for a
reprool from her mistress!

Keep out the anarchists,
who, having a grievance at home,
transplant it to our shores; let difﬁcul-
ties be settled by arbitration, not
strikes and lock~outs, and thus put the
“ walking delegates” under the painful
necessity of going to work; make all men
industrious, temperate and econom-
ical, and America would soon become
the paradise of the working man; in-
deed it is that now, else why this con-
stant inﬂux of laborers, so steady, so
untiring, that laws are enacted to keep
them out? Why do foreigners save
and scrimp to get money to send home
to bring their relatives here, unless
because conditions are so much better
than at home. Ah no; despite real and
fancied grievances, and all our mono-
polies and trusts and millionaires
there is no land the sun smiles
upon where Labor is better paid or
more fairly treated, where there are
fewer wrongs to right, and men and
women have better opportunities to

climb upward, than in ours.
BEATBIX.

M.—

OUR FIRST DAY AT THE ISLAND.

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fin-sign

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Our half day’s journey on the hot,
dusty cars as we traveled north from
Grand Rapids had left us. limp and
weary, but all such sensations were for-
gotten at the sight of the Isle of Pines,
a very gem in its setting upon the blue
waters of Grand Traverse Bay. It
was hard to believe that the island had
Once been a sand hill; for years of cul~

tivation have transformed it into a
veritable “Emerald Isle.” The sum-
mit is crowned by a low, vine-covered
white house, cosy, yet roomy, and with
delightfully unexpected angles, pro.
jectiOns. and additions. From the long
piazza on the north one looks off on
the bay, always beautiful but never
twice the same.

Many are the lovely nooks on the
Island, and one in particular must
have special mention. A great oak-
tree growing on the side of the hill
which slopes toward the river has had
a plat‘orm built out to it, and a seat
placed around its trunk. A more
charming retreat, especially on a
moonlight evening, would be impossible
to ﬁnd. At first sight we dubbed it the
"Spooneryﬂ’ and through the weeks
that followed found no reason for
changing the name . .

Bill; that ﬁrst afternoon we had only
ahurricd introduction to the. various
parts of the island beOl'd starting for a
drive. The ro:.-.(ls at once attract/Jul our
notice by their mat" ed contrast- to
thzse around Port Huron. The founda-
tion. made of iron Cinders, is iii-in and
durable; and the road thus mad»: is not
only superior to the country roads at
hwne, but more comfortable to ride
ovzr than the pawd streets.

meeting then in progress; and as we
arrived during a recess in the pro-
ceedings, we made a little tour among
the tents. Icould not rid myself ofa

Penates, which are doubtless as sacred
to them as ours are to us; but the
squaws, placidly cooking or sewing.
appeared not to resent our curiosity,
and the common human nature showed
itself in the pleasure of the mothers
when we noticed the fat, sturdy chil-
dren. It was the ﬁrst time I had ever
seen anything of the home life of In-
dians, and on the whole the tents were
cleaner and more comfortable than I
expected. To be sure I would not have
cared to partake of the queer smelling
coutents of a kettle in which a supper
being prepared. but the children were
cleaner than many whom I have met in
both country and city schools.

But the sound of singing drew us
back to the place of religious meeting.
It was sufﬁciently picturesque there
'under the trees, and the singing was
not inharmonious. A white preacher
and an Indian interpreter sat on a
slightly raised platform, with the In-
dian choir forming a dusky back-
ground. Several white people were
amoug the Indian brothers and Sisters,
and while we stood there an old woman
got up and told her experiences, fre-
quently interrupted by “Amen! ” and
“Praise the Lord!” or the Indian
equivalents for the same expressions.
Then others among the white men and
women talked. but I liked it better
when the Indians spoke in their own

 

Our destination was an ln-rlian camp- ‘

feeling of impertinence as we went‘
poking around among their Lares and ‘

tongue. There is always a fascination
in listening to an unknown language,
and it was particularly so here where
the effect on the listeners was so great.
I felt sorry for one poor Indian woman
who had the “power." She walked
up and down,.groaning and wringing
her hands, and occasionally uttering
loud cries. Her way of “getting re-
ligion ” seemed a particularly hard one.

It was very interesting, but we ﬁnally
returned to the carriage and continued
our drive. One road which we took
that afternoon remained our favorite
drive evcr afterward. Appropriately
named “Lovers’ Lane,” it branches
off from the road and leads directly
into the woods. \Ve always made the
horses walk through there that we
might enjoy to the utmost the ﬂicker-
ing lights and shadows, the stillness,
and the big trees on either hand whose
branches reaching across the path,
made us ' duck" unceremoniously at
times. We were home in time to
w itch the sunset over the bay. the ﬁrst
0‘ many that we enjoyed from the
Lland

That owning we went to the “cast—
1 .g ” at the furnace. Half the earthen
floor of a long room is arranged in
moulds. and at a given signal the
molten iron is allowed to run down
the trough of sand into these moulds,
there to solidify into pig iron. Before
the stream. was half way down the
riom we were glad to retreat as far
from it as we could and shield our
faces from the ﬁerce heat. I: is won-
derful that the men can endure it,
while with long wooden sticks they
direct the iron into the right moulds,
checking its course here, turning it
aside there, until all the floor is covered
with the glowing mass. Then follows
the most beautiful sight of all, the
lowing off of the slag. The sparks of
iron ﬂy up like spray from a fountain,
making a dazzling display of light and
color. If I had lived in the days of
old I should have been a ﬁre-worship-
per; yet despite its beauty and grandeur
there is something so sinister about
ﬁre that I can understand its having
een made the symbol of hell. The
“blow-off” ﬁnished, we watched the
men ﬁrst throw sand on the still red-
hot iron. and then, walking on it in
heavy wooden shoes. break it into bars.

Tnen we returned to the house, and

thus ended our ﬁrst day at the Isle of

Pines. E. C.
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UBON.

THE Chautauqua system of education
announces as the subjects for home
heading during the coming year the
lDLplomatic Relations of the United
l States with Foreign Powers, the His-
:tory, Literature and Art of Greece.
The required volumes have been pre-
pared by Mr. Wm. E. Curtis, of the
State Department, Rev. Alfred J.
Church, of London University, Dr. W.
C. Wilkinson, Mr. James R. Joy, and
Prof. Geo. F. Fisher, of Yale.

 

 

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SOME MASCULINE ADVLCE FOR
“ GREENIE.”

I see Greenie has been very unfor-
tunate in oer acquaintance with man-
kind. We read that man was created
in the image and likeness of God, a
perfect Creature. The Great Architect
saw that Adam longed for a companion
who would look to him for support and
protection. And He said “It is not
good for man to be alone, I will make
woman.” He did so; and gave her to
Adam for a companion (not dictator).
Now Eve manifested a Sclﬁsh disposi-
tion by plucking the forbidden fruit.

If man is selﬁsh today it is the result
of a long term of education by Eve and
her daughters. Notwithstandhg this
unwise mwe man‘s greatest pleasure
today consists in ministering to the
reasonable wants of a loving wife. Al.-
though it might be very pleasant for
Greenie to Wear the trousers it would
be very humiliating for her husband
to wear a. petticoat.

G1'eeni-:- is treading on dangerous
ground. The position she has taken
Will ruin her happiness, and I adVisc
her to place herself in the position God
intended she should occupy. and cling
to her husband like the ivy to the
majestic oak, remembering that a
smile and kiss given by her will bring
more real happiness than all the
vituperation she can heap upon man‘s
head in a lifetime; while if she persists
in the course she has taken she will
pass away un‘ovcd and unmourned,
and there will be inscribed upon her
tombstone, "Here lies Greenie, the

 

Man Hater.” OLD EXPERIENCE.
SALINE.
SKELETONS.

Skeletons! What a hideous subject.
Well, rather, perhaps; depends a triﬂe
upon one’s point of view. Now the
nervous members need not prepare to
faint, and no one need send the chil-
dren out, for I promise to keep the
skeleton nicely dressed and not exhibit
any grinning bones. Then too I think
you must all be quite accustomed to
skeletons, and they must feel quite
naturalized, so frequent has been their
appearance in our midst during the
last few months.

It is said that every family has a
skeleton in the closet; I begin to won—
der if there are not several in some. I
should think one would lock the closet
and throw the key down the well, but
it seems quite “the thing” to display
them to the public. When inclined to
express rather strongly my disgust,
Charity whispers, “It is the desire for
sympathy, so strong in the human
breast, yet the seeker shrinks from
asking of those she knows, and :10 asks
from those who cannot personally know
her.” “Very well, so be it.” I answer
and give sympathy to all the guardians
of the grim ﬁgures that have stalked
before us. But, if ever I have a skele-

 

ton that will not be locked away I vow
I will dress it from Dame Fancy’s
wardrobe ere it wanders forth.

The letters from Almira, Mrs. Ger-
main and others who have a fairly
comfortable time gladdened my heart.
I was fearing I might have to echo a
remark made to me after the house-
holds of the half dozen or more farm
papers that enter our family, had been
perused: “Seems to me only the over-
worked and unappreciated women ﬁnd
time to write for the agricultural press,
even this has a look that way lately.”
“This” was our own HOUSEHOLD.

Nettie's lecture on the “Cost of a
Garden," evidently delivered for the
beneﬁt of city people. was a source of
much .‘tnusexnent for our family. and
almost gain-ed the HOUSEHOLD-.1 new
contributor.

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the :gi..;7"rhlful ﬂavor and triv‘p-Wers of

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what :i luxu. a 1_j‘,,i‘«'lcli is:
enlil 1.‘-.111;.'cu have paid city prions for
fruit and vegetables gutliwcd zvl‘xcu
green or ()V‘lilmlpi‘, and guns xiiizzcui:
sometimes because of the j.» ire. r111:—
thiuk. Nﬂtie, you will ad?

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cyst 0.3.1113. and team. i::i;..‘=;-':n:1nts and

  

seed, reek-1n the interest o .1 cancel 1'11-
vcsted ard mayhaps add a lit. 1.1 ju’ to
pay for the time you have spent, and
declare that the farmer's garden is
cheaper than the city market—~let alone
health and comfort.

Verily I believe if some of the country
livers could be city dwellers for a little
time they would be glad to go back do-
claring “God made the country, man
made the town.” How inﬁnitely better
are the works of the Great Creator!

JEANNE ALLISON.

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MODERN CUSTOMS INIMICAL TO
HEALTH AND WEALTH.

Health is wealth. Without health,
wealth cannot be obtained nor enjoyed.
With health prosperity may be obtained;
without it, neither wealth nor pros-
perity. Modern customs, luxurious
living, indolent habits, “fast living,”
are rendering our race effeminate,
and will surely end as disastrously as
with the ancient peoples of Greece and
Rome. Go to any community where
simple habits prevail, and you will see
a hardy, robust people. Space will not
be allowed to enumerate but few of the
enfeebling customs of modern times;
and ﬁrst, I will name that of late hours
of retiring and rising. Franklin’s
maxim. and that given in Webster’s
old spelling book, “Early to bed and
early to rise, will make a man healthy,
wealthy and wise;" and “The day is
for labor, the night for sleep and re.
pose, man should go to bed early,” are
good and true today. The fowls of the
air, the beasts of the ﬁelds and forest
retire at the close of the day, and are
astir at the ﬁrst peep of dawn. Even

the vegetable kingdom, with few ex.
ceptions, observes this universal law of
nature. A German savant has under-
takent to prove that early rising
shortens life. Hid he said, late going
to bed has a tendency that way, he
would have been nearer the truth. In-
stances might be cited to prove the
fallacy of this theory. Old Gabriel,
who died at the Monteray County (Cali-
fornia) hospitals. few years since, at
the age of one hundred and forty-six
years, retired at dark, and got up at
dawn. A brother of the writer lived
to be eighty—eight, and retired early
and got up early, at four or half past
four the year round, as {lid father and
mother. who lived respectively to the
ages of sevent._\'-scvcn and seventy-live.
The writer is now over 7H: goes to bed
at eight 0.1 nine, z,1t-= 11:) at Four or
half-past four l').(‘.lo1.:l{.5 1".lzty1n11r11‘ngs
as well as We 1-: day uizr'iiioq‘s.

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Ric‘l loo-:l. ' high liviiggﬂ
muse of poor health an?! show. life.
Tic McNeil.- 111v, or revcz‘rell zi‘xv. as
given iv. D;1.1:11,‘.‘4,>:‘.1‘a;uy. ‘.\'._l,.~' noidiimbt
originally given ta» 3) onto health.
Some may ' ‘ are all and

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oid. but no’ put 0-." date.

C; t. hml early. got up early. live
simple, frugal la v5. and 3:11 insult‘ly and
long lived. it \Z\’a)l"A.

I’Lruor'l‘u.

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A PEST}: Vi“

 

\Vhy cannot people be more consid1
erate in manner and speech! I have
always considered myself, and have
always been treated by those who
know me, asa person of average in-
tellect. And to have such a statement
as Mrs. Germain makes hurled at my
head (or brains) arouses all my spare
stock of wrath. I never play cards,
my conscience forbids it. And so I
must be classed with those who aren’t
smart!

Well, perhaps I am lacking, but I
prefer to use what brains I possess for
some worthier purpose.

Will ‘3. L. Nye favor us with her
deﬁnition of teacher? I have learned
by observation that many who have a
wonderful knack of controlling and
interesting children are very deﬁcient
in education, while others well quali-
ﬁed in education are worse than use-
less in a schoolroom. Which of these
would you consider the lesser of two
evils? NONA.

[Is not Nona herself rather “incon-
siderate in speech” when she takes up
so sharply and makes a personal appli-
cation of a general, half-jesting sen-
tence, which like a charge of bird-shot,
“ scattered” so widely that one had to
get in the way to be hit? Nona makes
us think of the Irishman at the fair
who was so anxious for “a little un-
pleasantness ” that he put a chip on his
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COM. MEN TS

 

Long .have I waited to hear the
opinion of Theopolus on the " dress’
question and I heaved a profound and
deepfelt sigh when I read that he
evidently didn‘t approve of " women’s
rights ”—-to men’s clothing.

Yet methinks he made a very neat
argument in favor of the aforesaid
" rights” when he described his pre-
parations and aspirations Exposition-
ward. Wouldn’t any woman in her
sober senses attend the Ex position “and
see Sebastopol blown to hinders,” yes
and inhale the exquisite (2’) aroma from
the Rouge, if her only preparation
was to have some one “jump her
sleeves” for her, and don cowhides
and tile?

Theopolus asked, “Wouldn’t a man
100k nice parading around. wearing his
wife’s bonnet, shoes and other clothes? ”
Frankly, Theopolus I’d say no, de-
cidedly no! 01 course it might be a
matter of economy to wear Mrs.
Theopolus’ clothes if she insists upon
taking his, but until that day I’d
continue to “bear and growl.”

Greenie, I‘m with you, and any time
you wish your article illustrated from
real life I can produce a half dozen
iiustraiions, life-size. In this day and
age of the world a woman is fortunate
if she even possesses an empty purse
upon which she may gaze and say, “ It
might have been,” for a man and his
wife are one, and in most cases he’s the
one. I would be much more interested
were the HOUSEHOLDERS to air the
pocketbook ouestion than the dress
question. Get possession of a well-
ﬁlled pocketbook and then make your
skirts long or short as you will, is the
advice of HARRIET.

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A DAY‘S PLEASURING.

 

I am going to tell the HOUSEHOLD
of a day’s outing husband, children,
grandfather and myself enjoyed the
25th of August. We arose very early;
it was raining steadily and the pros-
pects for apicnic looked gloomy. About
six o’clock the rain ceased, the clouds
began to break, the wind changed
slightly, and we ventured to start.
We drove over twenty miles of pleasant
country roads, arriving at North Park,
Grand Rapids, about eleven o’clock. It
is a beautiful place on the bank of
Grand River. ‘ It has a large pavilion
with every accommodation, easy swing
chairs, rockers, settees on the verandas
which extend across both sides and
one end, making a delightful place to
rest. On the east is a lovely lawn,
ﬂowers, fountains, drives and walks,
also the dummy railroad with trains
from the city every few minutes. The
soldiers’ cemetery is there too, the
Soldiers’ Home being near. 0.1 the
south is the grove with many tables,
seats. swings, the merry-go~round and

 

ﬂy-away-and-switch—back which afford
much amusement for old and young;
on the west the river with its pretty
steamer and row-boats.

The crowd was mostly Grangers and
Sunday school people from Rockford.
After dinner we listened to an address
from Mrs. Mayo, of Battle Creek. Her
subject was “Home.” It was grand,
and every word true. After roaming
around looking at the bears and coon
we went for a ride up the river on the
steamer, three miles and back, which
We all enjoyed very much. It was then
time to start for home, after driving
around the Soldiers’ Home, which is
quite a sight. Arrived home at ten
o’clock tired and sleepy but glad we
went. It does one good to meet old
friends and get acquainted with new
ones. The rain kept many of the more
timid at home. but it turned out to be
a beautiful day. just right for a picnic.

Now i want to say a few words in
regard to certain domestic affairs. I
believe it is just the way the young
wife starts out whether she has access
to the. pocketbook or not. Don’t let
your husband think for amlnute that
he earns all the money. My husband
leaves the pocketbook in the drawer: I
go and help myself. I am just as capa-
ble (and he knows it) oi using money as
he is. I am of too independent a
disposition to leg for what belongs to
me, as well as he. Stand up for your
rights, you overworked women! Your
husbands will think more of you than
they will if you submit to their every
whim. Perhaps i would sing a dif-
ferent tune if i ha) a mean husband,
but as l have the best in this world
(my way of tuinkinﬂi can on‘y tell
whatl think l‘d do.

I wish our Beatrix would he at the
Grand Rapids fzsir so Western readers
could see her. i never ex pect to get as
far away as Detroit. L. E W.

GRANT.

PICKLKD PEACE-list. AND PLUMS.

Good Housekeeping gives these rules
for sweet pickles made of peaches and
plums: Take good ripe peaches, pare
them. Have your spiced vinegar
ready, boiling. and well skimmed. Its
proportions are these: One quart of
vinegar to three pounds of light brown
sugar, in which you put a cheese-cloth
bag containing half an ounce each of
stick cinnamon and whole cloves, two
peppercorns and a piece of ginger root
aslarge as your thumb. SsVen pounds
of fruit may be cooked in this, not all
at once; cook till quite soft, turning a
plate over the peaches to keep under,
and when done, skim out carefully into
a jar; put in the remainder of the
fruit, and when all is cooked, turn the
boiling vinegar over it in the jar and
seal at once.

Prick plums with a needle, and to
eight pounds of fruit allow three
pounds of sugar and a quart of vinegar.

 

Spice with half an ounce each of
cloves, cinnamon, allspice and mace, a
pinch of mustard seed and ﬁve pepper.
corns. Boil the vinegar, sugar and
spices and while boiling hot, pour over
the fruit; let stand three days, pour oﬁ,
boil and return. Do this every three
days for six times before you seal them
up.

For pears, use the little Seckels if
you can get them. A quartof vinegar,
two and a half pounds of sugar, at table-
spoonful each of cinnamon and mace,
half as much of cloves, 9. bit of ginger
and a pinch of mustard seed. To this
put ﬁve pounds of fruit and cook ten-
der. Skim out the pears into glass
jars, boil down the syrup and pour over
the fruit and seal. Apples may be
pickled by the same rule, allowing
seven pounds of fruit.

 

CASES of poisoning by contact with
ivy, sumach or dogwood of the poison-
ous varieties are not uncommon in
summer. An exchange says the severe
smarting may be alleviated by washing
the poisoned parts with a solution of
soda-two tablespoonfuls to a pint of
water, then applying cloths wet with
extract of hamamelis.

 

Useful Recipes.

Toms-o 'l‘ossr.~—Take several nice toma-
toes, cook tender, pass through a colander.
season with sugar, salt and pepper to taste,
a large cupful of cream and a little thicken—
ing; brown and butter some slices of stain
bread, and place on a. platter in the oven,
when they will remain crisp; pour the sauce
ov:r them and ssrv « at once. Try this; i: is
delicious.

 

TOMATO Pluto—Peel and slice ripe toma-
toes, and arrange in a baking dish with
thin layers of uncooked rice. Season each
layer with salt. butter and cayenne pepper:
cover closely and bake in a moderate oven
two or three hours. Serve hot, as n veget-
able.

Cnmai) Tommons.—-5elect very firm to-
mutoss,’ peel without scalding, remove the
hard stem end, place stem end up in shallow
baking pans. and bake in quick oven until
barely tender. “way should be firm enough
to lift on a fork without breaking, though it
is better to use a large spoon in placingin
the cans than to strain them. We use new
tin cans, leaving them on the outer edge of
the stove until sealed. When prepared just
right they are delightfully ﬁrm and fresh.
Another nice way for those who like toma‘
toes in vinegar, is to place the unpeeled
fruit in a Mason jar and cover with boiling
vinegar—mot £00 strong—seal immediately
and exclude the light.

 

GREEN Conn (manna—Allow one egg and
two tablespoonfuls of rich milk to each ear
of sweet corn. Gash each row of kernels
with a sharp knife. cut off the top of each
row. and press out the milk with the back
of the knife. Mix with the milk and beaten
eggs, add salt, and cook in a hot pan with
sweet butter in the usual wan—Country
Gentleman. '

 

