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THE BUTTER BUSINESS.

 

I have thought that I would keep
silence on this butter question, since I
am out of the business myself, and can-
not try any new methods or make any
experiments. But it is a subject I am in-
terested in, for at least the selﬁsh reason
that I so seldom see any on a city table
that meets with the approval ofmy palate.

know that, asalady in Grand Blanc
nas suggested, butter which is good when
sent to the country store, is not ﬁt for a
Polack to eat when it leaves that store
cellar. I know that a giod many city
people do not know enough to take care
of a crock of butter, so as to have it
eatable to the last. And I know too that
there is a mighty sight of miserable stuff
which under the name of soapgrease
would smell as sweet, manufactured in
the country and called butter. Thousands
—yes, hundreds of thousands of dollars
are loSt to farmers every year, in this one
item of butter, the loss arising from
ignorance of the right way of making in
the ﬁrst instance, and want of care and
method in the second.

The best agricultural and dairy papers
of the country are laid upon the FARMER
exchange table every week. I read every-
thing pertaining to butter making which
is published in them. Iﬂnd the same
disagreements in methods that must al
ways exist among “many men of many
minds,” but I also ﬁnd a certain corres-
pondence of opinion in regard to some
points. And as information has been re-
quested on some of these very points, I
propose to tell what I know about butter-
making, the result of reading the opin~
ions and practice of the best butter mak-
ers in the country; but warning every
Householder that if I am accused of
making butter “on paper" I shall here-
after be dumb as an oyster.

Nobody seems to care whether the
cows are Jersey, Dutch-Friesian or Short-
horn, but everybody agrees on certain
essentials, which begin at the barn. The
stables must be clean, the food whole-
some and carted, the water pure and
abundant. There should be no stagnant
water nor coarse marsh grass in the pas
ture;the cows must not be worried by
dogs, or hard driven by boys. The tem-
perature of the cellar or milk room must
be such as to raise the cream within
twenty-four hours. The cream should be

' taken of! when the milk is slightly sour;

if left till the milk is “ loppered” it is
thin and watery. The cellar must not be

  

 

so cool that the milk stands too long; bit-
ter cream is the result. The cream must
be churned before it sours much, every
other day in summer, and should be
thoroughly stirred from the bottom at
every skimming. It is waste to skim the
morning’s cream into the churn, When
you churn immediately after. A cabinet
creamery saves work, makes better butter
and more of it than the old way of setting
milk in pans. That it saves work ought
to be enough to commend it to farmers’
wives. The washing of from twenty-ﬁve
to ﬁfty milkpans twice a day is no in—
considerable item in a woman’s work.
With a creamery there are only the cans
to wash.

The weight of evidence seems against
the old fashioned dash churn, and in
favor of more improved methods. In the
FARMER of August 5th, on the second
page, is an account of a test of the dash
and barrel churns before an Ohio Agri-
cultural Society; the result in that case
has been conﬁrmed by other trials of
which I have read.

There seems to be but one opinion
about washing butter among our best
dairy authorities. All the best butter,
the “truly gilt edge,” is washed. The
famous Darlington butter, which brings
the highest prices in the Philadelphia
market, and is renowned even at the
“Hub,” where Culture (with a cap 0)
pays a dollar per pound for the privilege
of eating it, is washed. The most ap-
proved method of washing butter is quite
contrary to the usual custom prevailing
among farmers’ wives of gathering the
butter intoasolid lump, taking it into
the butter-bowl and working it in water
till it is more or less free from butter-
milk. The best plan is to stop the churn
when the butter has formed in granules
about the size of wheat kernels, draw off
the buttermilk, add weak brine or clear
water several degrees cooler than the
temperature of the butter, agitate till
well mixed, draw off, add more, and con-
tinue till the water comes off clear
There will be left in the churn pure but-
ter, free from buttermilk. The butter is
then lifted into the bowl, the proper
quantity of salt added and then pressed
into solid form It is easy to see that
since we have no buttermilk to work out,
the grain of the butter is not destroyed by
too much working. And Iwould here
say that the buttermilk which remains
in the butter under the old process,
is the cause of its quick deterioration.
Buttermilk contains particles of

 

cream, ctseine, sugar, and a mem-
branous or ﬂeshy matter which very
quickly decays and destroys the ﬂavor
of the butter unless removed. To
“work” it out is only to unite it
by pressure more ﬁrmly to the butter. If
the cream was sour the caseine ferments
all the more quickly; such butter will not
keep. It is easy to see that washing in
the manner recommended above is the
easiest, safest and best, if not the only
way to expel these foreign substances; it
is also easy to see that it cannot be satis-
factorily done with the old fashioned dash
churn.

A good authority tells us butter must
be kept from the air; washing or not
washing is less than important than that.
Danish ﬂutter was exhibited at the Gen-
tennial Exposition which had been made
three years previous, and was unsalted.
It was in perfect preservation, and the
secret was that it had been entirely ex-
cluded from the air, and was absolutely
free from buttermilk when‘put up. Even
salt won’t save butter unless it is free
from buttermilk; and if our butter mak-
ers would remember this, fewer c1ty con-
sumers would believe that country butter
consists largely of sections of “ the pillar
of salt in the wilderness.”

BEATRIX.
“M“.

Ll FE INFLUENCES .

 

The other day while passing ahouse in
the suburbs of the city, I heard the most
heart-piercing screams and cries from a
child which was being beaten byits meth-
er. I could see her chase her little girl
about the room, raining down blows in
her anger. I thought of an enraged beast;
I thought of the “furies.”—-the sweet
word mother was undeserved and inap-
propriate there.

I could not but denounce severe cor—
poral punishment as brutal and savage,
employed only by animal natures. Like
the heart of our Creator, a mother’s heart
should he love. The pain of maternitv
should sanctify her life and beautify it.

My heart swelled with pity an 1 indig~
nation for the shrinking child; I longed:
to take her from that cruel grasp, but as I
could not I thought of the privileges of a
mother, her power to hold and mould her
child. There came close about me a pain-
ful serse of that atmosphere where child.
life is dwarfed and crushed, trust shaken
and reverence killed; where the opening
lifesbud is stung by fear, and perfect un-
folding made an impossi-bili y. Ithought
of the glory of the creative power bestow


 

 

2 ' THE HOUSEHOLD,

 

ed upon the mother; of the joy or anger
which ﬁlled her heart when she knew it
was given her to sustain and mould anew
life. I thought of this period when the
forces were gathered to give being and
character to her child, the time when her
eyes saw,her ears heard for a soul yet to be;
when the inﬂuences ﬂowing through her
blood, through the magnetic and spiritual
currents of her life wrought upon the
throbbing life beneath her heart, deter-
mining its future character, the tendency
and energy or desire and actions.

Do mothers know and think of this?
Do they feel the sacredness of their duties?
Do they realize that they may thrill into
being life beautiful in its harmony and
helpfulness, or perpetuate evil passions?
Do they rejoice that they may create go od-
ness and strength in the lives of their
children, which were a longing need of
their own, by earnestly desiring and striv-
ing to impress those attributes upon these
sensitive human growths?

Child-life is a continual unfolding of
impressions and inﬂuences, and with the
right tendencies and motives implanted
in the heart we can trust everything to
growth. Do parents not see in the faults
of their children the reproduction of their
own errors? Can they not recognize the
truth of the great laws of heredity?

The fathers of the children, what of
them? Many of them have little care be-
yond providing for their families. They
love their children, but think the training
of them the mother’s duty. The mother
knows more of the inner life, the father
of the external. This is natural, for he has
the power of imparting principally an in
ﬂuence over the physical being, while to
the mother is given the power of mould-
ingprenatally, aswell as guiding during
the years of childhood. Fathers owe far
more to their wives and children than
half of them dream f performing. The
heart has its needs as well as the body.
Fathers are bound by every right of
kindness andjustice to give unselﬁsh love
and tenderness to their children through
the mother for the sake of both. Woman
is called the “weaker vessel.” It seems
to me she is physically weaker but to rise
to grander spiritual strength» and forti-
tude. During this time when nature is
taxed to sustain the double life, when
pain and responsibility press upon her,she
should have in her anxiety the tendered
care and sympathy of him whom she
has chosen from all others. With this aid
she can endure any suffering, but God
pity those mothers upon whom maternity
is thrust, unwelcomed and hated. For
such a crime no condemnation is too
severe; but the children—j udge them with
pity and charity. Can a sweet, sunny
nature develop when the mother despises
the burden of the growing life? Can
harmonious being Spring from a source of
strife? These children, too, must grow
to manhood with the malignant Inﬂuence
upon them, to in turn propagate those of
their disposition. Creation in the soul-
realm is eternal, it cannot be obliterated.

To arrest error we must seek the fou a
tain head. Children may be so born that
growth, mentally and morally, will be

natural to them. Fathers and mothers
should be able to feel that they have done
nobly in giving their children life. This
they cannot do until they correct the er
rors and impurities of their own lives.
They must acquire knowledge of the laws
of life and heredity, must think upon
those subjects, and seek those things
which are pure and lovely. They must
lead chaste lives physically, and upright
lives morally.

Le children be the fruition of love and
harmony. Make childhood beautiful,
allow life freedom and brightness; do not
dwarf or fetter its free expansion by iron
rule or creeds,—let it grow naturally and
sweetly. Exercise the beneﬁcent power
of love, gentleness, and hope over the
opening human ﬂower, and it will yield
rich and beautiful fruitage, the outgrowth
of good inﬂuences, just as the forces ris-
ing through th: roots of the plant pro-
duce the fragrant blossom.

STRONG MINDED GIRL.

O

LESLIE, July 29th.

 

A MOT HER’S LOVE.

 

My eye fell upon a little paragraph in a
newspaper this week which interested me,
and set my thoughts ﬂowing in that chan-
nel. A young man was arrested for
breaking into a house in Philadelphia,
and stealing a sum of money. By some
means, his mother, living in Baltimore,
became apprised of the fact, and taking
all the money she possessed, she journey-
ed thither, hoping that she, by replacing
the sum stolen, might in a measure ex-
piate the sin. The judge informed her
that it would do no good; he must receive
the sentence that the court saw ﬁt to ad-
minister; “ the law must be vindicated.”
With tears streaming down her wrinkled
face, she insisted u yon replacing the
amount stolen, saying “ Justice is justice.”
I wondered what thoughts arose 1n that
young man’s brain? If thoughts .of his
boyhood came rushing over him when he
remembered that mother who now stood
before him, how she guided his little
feet lest he should step in dangerous
places and fall, taught him his ﬁrst words,
and when able to talk, knelt with him by
the little bed and clasping his baby hands,
heard him lisp “Now I lay me down to
sleep,” and later “Our Father;” bearing
with all his faults and ignorances and
mistakes, never failing in patience or
forbearance, always looking forward to a
bright future for her darling. If any
childish grief caused the tears to ﬂow, a
ﬁnger was cut, a foot hurt, where was
another such a nice place to cry it all
away as mother’s lap! just rubbing the
bumped head helped it, while a kiss was
a sure cure. And when he was nearing
manhood and had that terrible fever,
what face bent tenderly over him? Cer-
tainly not this one, furrowed with care
and trouble, crowned with snow white
hair; that was before Time had left its
rude mark. The hand which is old and
hard and rough, was smooth and soft
then, and cooled his aching head. Who
prayed that life might be spared and her
boy given back to health, and when

 

 

 

 

 

 

the fever turned and the doctor said “ he

will live,” whose heart was lifted in

thankfulness to God? Has she been re-

paid for all that anxious care and labor?

The good Father spared him, but were it
not better to weep over a grassy mound
in the graveyard than to see her son
standing in the prisoner’s box? It is a
blessed thing that between our eyes and
the future hangs a veil. I would not
know what is before me; I am content to
live from day to day, taking the bitter
with the sweet, waiting patiently the
consummation. We hear it said that the
mother moulds the character of her chil-
dren. There must be a discrepancy
somewhere, for some of the worst men
we know of have had good praying
mothers. We let our children wander
away from us. It is well while they
are little, and around us, but some way
the inﬂuence is not strong enough to
encircle them and keep them when they
go out into life. The inﬂuence of home
and maternal tenderness moulds them in
youth, and if strong enough will follow
them into manhood and old age. There
is no barrier so strong that a mother’s
love will not break it down, no height
that it will not scale, no depths it will not
descend. A mother's name carries us back
to the old homestead, and the winter
evenings spent at the ﬁreside; we can al-
most hear her voice as she read to us
from the old Bible, admonishing us to be
good children, so that we shall be good
men and women. As our feet wander
far fromhome, and we have our own aims
and pursuits in life, how many times we
think of this. It may be in active busi~
ness or in the still of night, mother’s
words and looks come back to us, and we
know that though her sun has gone down
behind the western hills, and her place
in the home circle is vacant, her memory
is not forgotten, nor her councils unheed-
ed; we feel her silent inﬂuence, and a
man is no less a man for having a tender
spot in his heart for his mother.

E VANGALINE.
BATTLE CREEK.

———OO.————

A TALK ABOUT CHILDREN.

 

Itoo have been wishing that the House-
hold was larger, and taking the advice in
this week's paper to “come one and all”
Icome. Ihave just read the last paper
through, and want to applaud May on
what she says about bringing up children.
The younger you begin the easier it will
be to conquer them, and all know, that a
child that does not mind is no pleasure to
itself or anybody else, no matter how
pretty the face or dress. I think there
is no use of relying on whipping to make
achild obey, as we are too apt to whip
when we are angry, and in consequence
do not use good judgment, thereby set-
ting a bad example. When we lose con—
trol of ourselves we lose control of our
children. If a whipping has been prom-
ised, give it by all means, as I never be
lieve in breaking a promise with a child;
but wait until you are are perfectly cool.
The waiting will also do them good, as

hurt; and never use the hand as you are

 

apt to injure a child; a sprout from a

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peach tree, applied right around their

limbs, will not injure them but they_

will remember it a good while. I think a
good way to punish children is to put
them to bed and not allow them to talk.
When at the table they should be helped
as carefully and politely as if they were
guests, and we may teach them to use a
napkin by using them on the table every
day. I hear some one say, “ Oh, that
makes too much work,” but I say, have
napkin rings for all if they are nothing
but Japanese ware. These can be bought
for ten cents apiece. Use red napkins
for every day wear; if nothing befalls
them, you can use one a week before
washing. I take them a little damp from
the line and fold them smoothly, and
dry and they are ready for use. Keep
one under the child’s plate, .as it is
easier changed and washed than a table-
cloth. If this plan is followed you will
never see any wiping of the mouth on the
sleeve.~ I dislike to see any one leave
their napkin by the side of their plate and
use their handkeichief instead, as though
they were more for ornament than use. I
claim that if any one is properly trained
at their mother’s table, the habits there
learned will follow them through life,
even if they are some one’s hired man or
girl. I, for my part, would like to have
Mertie and all others send any useful in-
formation they may have, as the same
things do not suit all of us.

Will some one please give pretty ways
for arranging dried grasses, also what
kind of tidies are most in use and how to
make them. x. Y. z.

BATTLE CREEK.
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MENDING.

 

In a private letter to the Household
Editor “ One of the Girls " suggests the
above as a theme which needs consider-
ation by other girls. But her own ideas
on the subject are so good that we give
them, just as she penned them. with all
her own earnest emphasis:

“I want you to go for the girls on the
subject of mending. The need of it was
brought to mind by noticing lately a
young man trying to sew up a rent in his
coat lining, and he did look so forlorn
I did it for him, and when he thanked me
he said he did not believe girls as a rule
knew much about mending.

“ I can mend nicely but not like mother;
her work is ascience. Nicer I think than
embroidery, and it does seem such a pity
that now when needle—work is so popular,
there is not something said about
learning to darn beautifully, beginning
on common things, and from forming the
habit of being neat learn the best manner
in which to repair a nice dress so as to
save it, and still look well to observers.
It can be done, for I have seen mothers
mend a place in their grown daughters’
dress so it would scarcely show, and yet
be so ﬁnely done that I wanted to show
it, as a specimen of a lost art.

“ I despise a girl who will go with her
buttonholes torn out, or hands pinned
out, and rents drawn together, and all
because she is too lazy to learn how to
mend properly. I once saw a rich girl,

 

when she had torn a splendid black silk
in the middle of the front breadth, stick
a sheet of black courtplaster on the back
of the cloth, and by carefully uniting the
edges, made it to not show; that was a
new idea to me because you cannot darn
silk without its showing. But don’t
recommend that remedy for the heels of
stockings, these should be carefully
darned back and forth with strong
thread closely as possible wherever they
are most likely to break, before ever put-
ting them on.

“And when they have gone through
their own wardrobes, tell them to put
new pockets in the boys’ coats, new
backs in their vests, sew on their coat
buttons with linen thread as soon as they
come from the store; thus taking time by
the foretop. And when they are pro-
ﬁcient in these they can put a velvet
collar in place of the soiled one, on the
coat too good to throw away, and bind
the edges of the overcoat so as to make a
good second best, and thus when their
brothers go away from home to teach,
they need not be ashamed to have their
clothes seen if they board ’round.”

—-—-———...————.—
SOUNDS OF A SUMMER NIGHT
NO. 2, COUNTRY.

 

The noise of the farm has gradually
given place to silence; even the young
calf bereft of its mother and refusmg to
be comforted, has blated itself to rest;
and we are fast drifting to the land of
dreams, when a terrible rattling and
rumbling comes down the road and stops
before the house. There is a loud rough
call for “Him,” and after much con-
fusion the threshing machine is settled in
the yard, and the threshers in their beds,
while we listen to the mental chorus of
“twelve or fourteen men to feed to-mor-
row, ” until it grows so monotonous that
we begin to see unreal images, when we
are suddenly roused by the far off strains
of a brass band. It comes nearer and
proves to be a musquito, noisy with de-
clarations of the bloody deeds he is about
to commit; long, alert pauses, heavy
misdirected slaps, and ﬁnal success in
slaying him follow. We almost dream
again when a tumult is heard at the
chicken coop. Something is after those
beautiful Hamburgs, and we must to the
rescue. After stubbing that toe with a
corn on it against chairs and stools. and
stepping upon a carpet tack or two, we
reach the yard where the silvery moon-
light is trying to cast a halo around a
digniﬁed scare-crow, a broken wagon, an
old cutter over which is spread a hide to
dry, and numerous other things too
familiar to attract our attention now. We
arm ourselves with a stick of stove-wood,
and warily approach the coop. We hear
a crunching of bones, and presently the
enemy moves away, carrying the remains
of his feast, and we charge to the rear
rather than the front, and do not cast our
stick at him until he is far beyond a

‘woman’s reach—it is a skunk. A cooning

party follows soon after, suggesting all
sorts of tragedies by their unearthly yells,
and then the cats begin a serenade and
we again leave our bed to expend upon

 

them the valor brought back from the
coop.

After this comes an hour or two of
sleep, from which we are roused by
groans and vomiting in the boys’ room.
We hasten there; sickness; cause, green
fruit; antidote, salt and water. Towards
morning Peace folds her wings about us,
and we wake at 4 A. M. to a hasty toilette,
a hastier glance at the dew laden beauty
of the landscape, and a stern realization
of what it is to have ‘ twelve or fourteen
men to feed to-day.” A. II. J.

Tnouas, Aug. 6th.

_._..._..._._—_

A FEW STRAY THOUGHTS.

 

Seeing the urgent invitation for all to
come to the front, and become members
of the Household, I cannot keep still any
longer. When one is in great pain, the
suffering is borne by keeping silent, clos*
ing the lips ﬁrmly. and thinking “ I will
not allow myself to utter one sound,” but
when one is receiving so much beneﬁt, so
much comfort, taking such delight in
reading these little Households, how can
they keep still, and not let such writers
as Evangeline, Strong Minded Girl,
Bruneﬁlle and the rest, know how much
good their words bring to others. How
true they picture thousands' of ,farmers’
wives’ lives! To-night after a long hard
day’s work I sat down to rest, the ﬁrst
time since ﬁve A. M., and my eye caught
sight of the Household lying on the
table; it seemed to say it would be good
medicine for a tired woman. I was
deeply interested in Bruneﬁlle’s article,
“Expecting too Much;” how true it is,
and where shall we lay the blame? We
ask our sisters what shall we do; perhaps
the question is brought up to the “lords
of creation ” only to get such an answer
as to crush every feeling of hope of our
life ever being any different, and at last
we give up to agree to disagree. To me
it seems as though this question, and also
the one of who shall carry the p0cket-
book if there is to be only one, and
thousands of similar ones, should be
talked over before marriage, and with
true love ‘to attend the married life, I
think it would be a remedy. It is my
honest conviction that a perfect under-
standing on all points of difference be-
fore marriage would make many lives
happier. After their marriage many
realize it is too late, and then we see the
the heart-broken. pale-faced women.
living only to ﬁll up the time until they
are called from these troubles.

SARACENECE.
COURTLAND CENTRE, Aug. 2nd.
———-—QO*—-—
A TALK ON DOMESTIC MAT-

TERS.

 

I think that peas cannot be canned so
they will keep by farmers’ wives. I tried it
last year, cooking the same way as I did
my corn, and it was an entire failure.
String beans and peas are good dried;
cook the beans till slightly tender, skim
out of the water and dry; also cook the
peas slightly.

I can tell how to ﬁx pork so it won’t be
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ter or milk. (Don’t do as I have seen so
many do, put it in water, set it on top of
the stove until it boils, then fry it till it

looks like scraps, unless you like it that
way.) Have your spider hot, lay in your
meat and set it in the oven. It will fry a
nice brown (if freshened in milk) without
burning your grease, and spattering the
stove all up. When nearly done roll in
ﬂour if you choose, leaving it long enough
to crust over.

When cooking chicken, if you want
light dumplings or pot-pie, take a piece of
bread dough (if you happen to be baking
that day), out in small pieces, let it rise;
when light put on top of the meat. Cook
from half to three-quarters of an hour, ac-
cording to size. Be sure to have plenty
of liquor in the kettle, and let the dump-
lings have plenty of room, and I think
you will be pleased with the result.

I make raised biscuit the following way:
A quart of light dough, one cup shorten-
ing, (butter or fried meat grease, or half
and half if butter is not plenty,) two table-
spoonfuls white sugar; cut out with bis-
cuit cutter, let rise and bake.

Mrs. Edwards can trap her little red
ants with a plate greased over with fresh
lard. They seem to like that kind of grease
and will march for it every time; my
mother used to catch them that way.
Will Mrs. E. tell us what kind of a ma-
chine hers is and the price. I want to
get one, and I want one that works easily
and washes well. .

This month and the next will be trying
ones to our little ones’ health. I keep a
pint bottle fullzof Rhubarb Cordial in the
house in case of emergency; it is an ex»
cellent medicine for dysentery; when
taken in time, it will cure it. Mornings
when my little ones get up feeling bad,
and their breath isn’t sweet, I give them
a teaspoonful and in a little while they
are all right.

I have a recipe for making it, which
we procured of the druggisi; before we
came up here; if any one would like to
have it, I will send it to the Household.

AUNT RUSH A.
Bnooxs, Newaygo Co.

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CREAMERY BUTTER.

 

As butter-making is under discussion,
and I think my way saves half the work,
I thought [would tell how I make cream-
ery butter: In the ﬁrst place, I have a
portable creamer, shaped like a large
chest. It is lined with zinc and has two
covers. The inside cover is in shape like
a dripping pan, is also made of zinc, and
ﬁts over the cans which holds the milk.
The body of the creamer holds seven or
eight pailfuls of water, and the inside cov-
er holds about two pailfuls. So you see
the milk is surrounded by water and cover-
ed with water also. In this way the cream
will rise in twelve hours, some say; but I
say in twenty-four hours. I keep my
cream in one of the .cans. I rarely have
any sour milk, and the milk is splendid
todrink, it is so cool and pure. I churn
twice a week, do not need to churn often-
er, as the cream keeps sweet. The cream-
er is ﬁlled by means of our windmill, the
water ﬂowing through it to water all our

 

 

stock. When there is not wind enough
to run the mill, I put a large piece of ice
on the inside cover; in this wayI manage
to keep the milk cool. My skimmer is a
small dipper in the shape of a funnel, as
the cream is so soft you cannot skim with
a common skimmer. Instead of having
12 or 14 milkpans to wash night and
morning, I only have two of these cans
to wash. My butter comes as hard and
yellow as it does in, ﬂay. I have no need
to use water about the butter since I have
had my creamer,but before that I was glad
to use cold water to cool it oﬁ, and some
times could not gather it for a long time.

I use Ashton salt, one ounce to the pound.

MRS. H. A. S.
BATTLE CREEK, Angus. 6th.

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“WHAI‘ TN A NAME?”

 

A meaning as varied in sense and ap
plication as are the temper and tone of
the minds that utter it. Take for instance
the name of any abstract principle, pas-
sion, virtue or motive. Gather a score or
more of practical interpretations of it
from as many different persons, and then
smile as you note no two alike; several
that are diametrically opposed. How
queer! We may learn from this a few
useful axioms.

The inﬂuence of environment is a very
powerful one. The receptive and per-
ceptive faculties of no two minds are
exactly alike. There be many .blind
leaders of the blind. Leaders and led
alike deny any nearness to—much less
experience in—the “ditch.” At the same
time all admit that Wrong is a hydra-
headed, Argus-eyed, Briaerius-handed,
centipede-footed Deformity, prowling
throughout the world;and that Right is a
Star.
of the monster “Wrong” they are en-
thralled, each stoutly shouts “I follow
the Star!” E. L. NYE.

METAMORA.

 

Ar: Mount—Kathleen, of Lapeer,
wishes some one to tell her how to make
vinegar without elder. Her supply has
failed and she does not like to buy, be-

' cause grocers’ vinegar is so frequently

made of acids.

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HOUSE HOLD HINTS.

 

IT is stated that to mix stove polish
with soft soap and coffee will give a
bright lustre and avoid the unpleasant
black dust arising from polishing.

 

A HOUSEKEEPER says the color of blue
lawns can be “ set ” by dissolving three
cents’ worth of saltpetre in a pailful of
water, and dipping the lawn in it several
times before washing.

 

RED ﬂannel garments should be washed
before being worn. There is a principle
in the dye that renders the goods irritable
if not absolutely poisonous to some ten-
der skins. It might be well to wash the
ﬂannel in the piece and thus prevent any
possible shrinkage.

 

A NEW way of serving beets for table
use is to slice them thin—not too'thin so

And it matters not by what member .

 

they will break —-and to each quart of
beets take the juice of two lemons, add as
much cdld water as there is lemon juice
and turn over the beets when cool. Eat
the same day. The lemon juice is said to
be a great improvement over vinegar.

 

To destroy red ants, grease a plate with
lard and set it where ants congregate;
place a few bits of wood so the ants can
climb on the plates easily; they will for‘
sake any food for lard; when the plate is
well covered with them turn it over a hot
ﬁre of coals; they will drop into the ﬁre,
and you can then reset the plate for an-
other catch. A few repetitions will clean-

them out.
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Contributed Recipes.

 

VEGETABLE Orsrnns.—Scrape the roots,
cut in dice, and cook and serve exactly as you
would green peas. Very nice fritters can be
made by boiling the roots till done and mash-
ing them ﬁne; then proceed as with real oys»
ters. They are also excellent when out in
slices, boiled till tender, dipped in egg batter

and fried brown in hot butter.
B E ATRIX .

STEAMED Poppins—One cup sugar, butter
size of walnut, one cup sweetmilk, two eggs,
two and one—half cups ﬂour, two teaspooufuls
baking powder: any kind of fruit; steam forty-
ﬁve minutes. An excellent though not rich
sauce for the above is made as follows: One-
anJ one-half cups sugar, butter size of an egg,
one-half cup warm water, one egg, well beaten-
Cook by setting dish in a spider of hot water;
after cooking put in a little nutmeg, and one
and one-half spoonfuls of good vinegar.

SPIoEn BLACKBERRIES.-—TW€1VB pounds of
berries, three pounds sugar, one pint vinegar,
one tablespoonful each of cloves and cinna-
mon. Boil half an hour. X. Y. Z.

BATTLE CREEK.

 

WHITE CAKE.~—One cup sugar, one—fourth
cup butter, two-thirds cup of milk, whites of
three eggs, three teaspoonst of baking
powder. Bake in three layers; and for ﬁlling,
take the white of one egg beaten toa stiff froth ;
half-cup of pulverized sugar, and a handful of
chopped raisins.

GOLD CAKE -—Use the four yolks for a gold
cake, using the same recipe as for white cake.
Bake in a loaf. ANNA.

WEBSINGTON. D T.

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