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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

T00 LA TE.

What silence we keep year after year,

With those who are most near to us and dear.
We liv: beside each other day by day

And speak of myriad things, but seldom say
The full, sweet word that lies just in our reach
Ben lath the commonplace of common speech.

Then out of sight and out of reach they go—

These close, familiar friends who loved us so;

And si ting in the shadow they have left,

Alone w'th loneliness and sore bereft,

We think with vain regret of some fond word

That one - we m ght have said and they have
heard.

For weak and poor the 'love that we express
Now seems beside the vast, sweet unexpressed,
And slight the deeds we did to those undone.
And small the servic I. spent to treasures won.
And undeserved the pra'se for word and deed
That shou‘u have overﬂowei the simple need.

This is the cruel cross of 11 ie, to be
Full visioned only when the ministry

‘Of death has been fulﬁll d. and in the place

Of some dear presence is but empty space.

What recollected service 9 or can then

Give consolation for the m'ght have been?
—New York Independent.

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THE EXCURSIONIST.

 

August is the great month for excursions.
The weather is usually very favorable to
this class of pleasures, being hot, dry and
dusty, with occasionally a cyclonic shower.
Under such conditions the excursion
ﬂourishes like a cucumber vine. The farm-
er’s crops are housed, and he can aﬁord to
treat himself to a “ day off,” and he has, or
should have, a natural and laudable curi-
osity to see strange places and life under
varied aspects. And hence the low railroad
rates nearly always call together a crowd,
all anticipating a good time.

Thousands of excursionists visit this city

every year. It is easy for the old resident

to tell when there is an excursion in town by
the personal appearance of the people on the
streets, though a thousand or so of strangers,
dispersed on the avenues of a great city,
hardly cause a perceptible increase of the
rushing stream of humanity whose ebb and
ﬂood tides depend largely upon the great

clock in the City Hall tower. It is easy to

guess how far from “Wayback” the oc-
casional stranger has come; he has come a
long way if he leads “his girl” round by
the hand as if fearful of losing her, and dis-
tends his coatpockets with peanuts which
he feeds her by the handful from those
capacious receptacles. He don’t care who
sees he is “spoons” on her; he has come

    

 

to town to have a good time, he is going to
have it in his own way and “ city folks ”
can look if they want to, he don’t care.
And “ city folks” don’t care either.

But I generally feel sorry for the excur-
sionists. They look tired; they are tired.
They have had a tiresome ride, they are
hungry, they wish to rest and eat, and the
town seems to have no place for them.
They came to see, but they do not know
what there is to see, or where to ﬁnd it.
Brieﬂy, I propose to tell in this letter, what
the stranger who has half or three—quarters
of a day to spend here, can see of the city
and its attractions. In the ﬁrst place,
make up your mind to have at least one
square meal. Sight-seeing on an empty
stomach or a scrap of cake is a dismal busi-
ness. After the fatigue of the journey, a
cup of tea or coffee and a “sit down din-
ner” is both rest and refreshment. Re-
solve to be reckless “for one day only,”
and get your dinner. And you can pay a
dollar at the Russell, seventy-ﬁve cents at
the Griswold, and half a dollar at the Kirk-
wood, according to your ﬁnances; and be-
tween you and I, barring the matter of
“ style,” they are all about on a parity.

Woodward Avenue is the great street for
the retail trade in dry goods, etc.; it is to
Detroit what “Main Street” is to the vil-
lage, and I’ve more than once heard it called
“that there main street, I forget its
name.” Devoted to business in its down
town portion, at the upper end it becomes
one of our ﬁnest residence avenues. Walk
up on the right hand side, from Jefferson
Avenue (which is the great artery of the
wholesale trade from the Michigan Central

station up past the lonely Biddle House,

and the location of the homes of most of
the oldest and many of the wealthiest
residents beyond), and you pass Mabley’s
immense clothing store, and the Russell
House adjoining it; around the corner to
the right-you get a view of a long low shed,
the Central market, where Detroit buys its
dinners. The Soliiers’ Monument, in the
open space known as the Campus Martins,
is noticed next, and beyond it the Detroit
Opera House. From the Campus the streets
radiate somewhat like the spokes from the
hub of a wheel. Keeping straight up Wood-
ward Avenue, the stroller passes many
places known through newspaper adver-
tisements, Wright, Kay & Co’s jewelry
stores, Black’s carpet house; a splendid
plate glass window ﬁlled with beautiful
palms and tropical plants, which is not, as
one might imagine, a ﬂorist’s, but the most
“high-toned” saloon in town, where the
drunken reveler is discreetly loaded“ into a

 

coupe and sent home with privacy and dis-
patch when he becomes too riotous. The
stranger can dazzle his eyes by the diamonds
in Rolshoven’s window, and turning to the
right will ﬁnd the Public Library one block
away. It is worth while taking a glance at
the interior, where 100,000 books are snugly
stored away in the tiers of alcoves rising
one above another. Next, back on the
avenue, is Newcomb's dry goods house; it
pays to go through this great establishment,
so perfectly managed in all its departments.
Argell’s art gallery is the next point of in-
terest. and an hour can be passed very
pleasantly in studying the display of paint-
ings, etchings, etc., in the store and in the
little gallery at the rear, where there is
nearly always something worth looking at
and no admission fee. -The circle of green
turf thickly set with trees, which the avenue
divides, is the Grand Circus park, where
one may rest a moment and listen to the
plash of falling water from the fountain in
the center of each half circle. Tue hand-
some stone church, with chapel and pastor’s
residence ‘annexed, is the Central Metho-
dist, it has the largest membership of any
Methodist church in the city. Here, take
an upward bound street car, an open one,

and you can have a pleasant ride of two
miles or more, past ﬂourishing business
houses and handsome private residences,
all for ﬁve cents. The church next above
the Central Methodist is St. John’s—Epis-
copal, the next the elegant new ediﬁce
erected by the Baptists, which is famed for
the beauty of the rose window in its facade
and its ﬁne stained glass windows. The
sight-seer will pass a large open space,
ﬁlled with a great profusion of ﬂowers,
plants, etc., with a small, unostentations
building well back in the lot; this is Ferry’s
experimental seed station, under charge of
Prof. W. W. Tracy. The next car back
gives a view of the other side of the street,
and the lawns and fountains which beautify
the homes of our millionaires. At the
Grand Circus, one may leave the car for the
sake of seeing more clearly the display in
the shop windows. At M. S. Smith’s a
visitor will ﬁnd a bewildering display of
objects of art and virtu, and realize fully
his profound ignorance of the real merits of
what he beholds. A homely vase he would
think dear at a dollar is valued at $50, and
so with many things whose intrinsic worth
lies in rarity of material or workmanship.
Go through the main ﬂoor and basement of
Heyn’s Bizar; it is somewhat like Alad-
din’s palace toa novice: the City Hall and
the Bagley Fountain come next, a ﬁne
view is obtained from the tower; the


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elevator takes one part way, but the climb
is rather fatiguing.

From the foot of Woodward Avenue, one
may take a steamer and .pay a brief visit to
Belle Isle, the ride is a great pleasure to
many. Or, at the City Hall take a Fort
St. carand go to Eimwood, the beautiful
“city of the dead,” which many people
have said is the most lovely place they ever
saw. This is in the eastern part of the
city; acar going in the opposite direction
runs to Fort Wayne, but there’s “metal
more attractive” at Taplin’s greenhouses,
corner Fort and Twenty-fourth streets,
where the rarest and loveliest ﬂowers, like
“ Bendemeer’s roses,” are “ever in bloom.”
Then there’s the “Battle of Atlanta,”
which must be ranked among our attrac-
tions, right down town and so near Wood-
ward Avenue that one has no excuse for not
seeing it.

And that’s about all—and rather more -—
that the pilgrim will have time to “take in.”
and he’d better hustle for the station or the
newsboys will be inquiring “Did you ever

get left?” BEA'rinx.
——.eo—-———-

BARGAINS.

 

If a body’s pocket-book was not sure to
be empty when bargains are offered, how
much might be saved! How cheaply one
could dress, what “lots of things” we could
buy! If one but had the money in hand
and did not mind dressing a little in the
rear of the fashionable “times ”—‘oringing
up the end of the procession, so to speak —-
we might buy next summer’s gowns at al—
most half price at midsummer this year,
and hoisery and milhnery even more cheap‘
ly. The ﬁne Scotch ginghams sold at ﬁfty
cents earlier in the year are now ticketed at
thirty-ﬁve cents, and the cheaper qualities
sold at Sixteen cents at "twelve yards for a
a dollar.” White suits have “tumbled " to
the cool weather, and those marked $20 in
May are $12 and‘ $15 in the last week in
July. Bonnets and hats which ranged
from 31 up to $1 50, get down to ﬁfty cents
“ about these Nays.” while Newcomb’s
windows were rectntly ﬁlled with a collec-
tion in all shapes, sizes and colors, for ten
and twenty-ﬁve eents. When you can buy
a pretty rough straw bonnet for a quarter, a
spray of creamy daisies for anothl r, ribbon
for sixteen cents and Brussels net for forty
cents, who can’t have bonnets?

The trouble is the empty pocket book.
and the fact that one inwriably has bought
all she means to buy for the season, and
feels further purchases are extravagant.
There is no economy in buying what you do
not need. because it is cheap. thongh a, great
many do that very unwise thing. When all
the world puts on its new bonnets and its
dainty spring suits, one can’t wait till the
golden rod is bloon-ing before she does like-
wise. Tne only way is to buy the dresses,
hold them over, with the feeling that it you

don’t need them your heirs can make use
of them—and then you are certain when the
matter of a fall outﬁt is considered, to wish
you had that cash for present use. And the
bonnets are no good for another year, for
the style is sure to change, and who’s going
to wear ac‘hapeau that reminds all obser-
ranthe of last to”? teammates! ..
’ nevertheless; were are b‘argltins' for who

buyers. Not in standard goods, in those
colori: gi and qualities Which are always
desirable, but in remnants, in novelties
which will not hold over for another year;
in colorings which will as “out,” in lines
of goods that did not prove popular. And
there are always bargains in cotton goods at
this season. People who come in town on
excursions, and who know what they want
to buy. often excite the en vy of stay-at-home
neighbors who are surprised at the excellence
and cheapness of the bargains obtained.

There are bargains in other things than
dry-goods. too. The carpet dealer over-
looks his stock, singles out the odds and
ends, the “ broken lines” of draperies and
curtains, the patterns which have not “ run
well” or have been thrown out in the carpet
mills, and puts them on sales". greatly re-
duced prices. And a good many women
make a little money go a good ways by
knowing what theywant; knowing values,
and having sense enough not to buy whit
they don’t want merely b: cruse it is cheap.
But alas! the poor, who need the bargains
most of all, are the ones who never have the
ready money to spare. The rich man
shovels in his coal in July, when it is ﬁve
dollars a ton; the poor one buys half a ton at
a time as he needs it, pays the extra twenty~
ﬁve cents the dealer adds on for delivering a
small order, and pays eight dollars: or ten
cents a scuttle-full, perhaps, which is al-
most or quite a third more.

When wesee these attractive diSpIays of
goods. “ marked down ” so temptingly and

pathize with the tramp, who in describing

the condition of his ﬁnances, said: "If

meeting-houses were selling at a cent

apiece, I couldn’t buy a brick.” n.
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\VOMAN AND THE BALLOT.

 

I have been reading an article in the De-
troit Tribune from the pen of L H. S. on
the subject of woman’s rights. and it
makes me long for her skill and knowledge
that I might answer. Herein such women
have the advantage of us; long continued
use of the pen has given them so great
skill that our “ little t ﬁorts " prov: nauseat-
ing to some. If facts or some unanswerable
argument is presented them, in answering
they use that powerful but much feared
weapon, ridicule. There are not miny
women whose armor is so strong but that
the. arrow of ridicule will pierce and deeply
wound, and ofttimes cytrcome.

1 agree with Minx that “a bit of paper
called a ballot will work no transformation
in the nature or woman,” and from this
standpoint I will answer her question
“ DLBS she speak from experience?” 1
will say yes, if you will allow that experi-
ence may come from observation. Have
we not all seen how ﬁckle woman is, even
in so triﬂing a matter as the ordering of a
bonnet or the making of a dress, changing
her plans to suit ﬁrst one friend who may
say it looks too sober, and then another
who, with a laugh, may assert it is too gay?
It is the same in matters of greater im-
portance, and just remember that “bit of
paper” will not change her nature, she
will still remain ﬁckle. .

 

; 'W‘as "tlie"de5cription"given beﬁtting“ the

realize our impecuniosity, we can S)“.‘:

female communist of Paris? Please tell me
how far behind Louise Michel Mrs. Eliza-
beth Cady Stanton is when she says (i
q'iote from memory and if not right let
some one correct it), “The day is not far
distant when ii men do not give women the
ballot the women will j )in hands with the
socialist, the anarchist, and the blobdy
scenes of the French Revolution will be
acted over again.” The vote of Lucy Par-
sons, the most bitter of the Chicago anar-
chists, would count just as much as the vote
of the noblest woman.

It is very true the industrious, sensible
woman is as capable of voting as the half
idioo or the herd of foreigners now voting.
but her vote would offset, not the vote of
the half idiot man, but the half idiot
woman, not the vote of the foreign man-
now voting but of the foreign woman. for"
the ballot will not be given to just one
class, the class with “ brains enough to
decide who would be best to have for presi-
dent.” , .

There are comparatively few wise, sensi-
ble, pure women. You and I may known
few hundred or thousand such, but to audit
one of these wise women—1 have not the
statistics, but think I do not place it too
high in saying there'arc two ignorant—to
each sensible woman there are ten frivolous
butterﬂies, and how many impure to one
pure? These ignorant. frivolous, degraded
women of our land ought to awaken in us a
pity so strong as to impel us to act in their
behalf. My sisters, would not this (instead
of battling for the ballot) be a good work for
those whose time. is not occupied with home
duties to engage in? To lead one from the
darkness oi‘ ignlrance into the light of
knowledge, from the depths of sin and
death, to Him who hath power to say “Thy
sins he f.rgiven thee,” who hath powtl‘ to
save from death and to give life eternal
would giveﬁto me morej 'y than the privilege
of voting through eternity.

J ANNETTE.

TOMATOES.

 

Now that the tomato season is approach»
ing, 1 would like to knock at the door of the
HOUSEHOLD with a request in one hand,
and perhapait would be easier to gain ad-
mittance if I held a few recipes in the
other.

For those. who like the taste of onions
here is anice way to stew tomatoes: Put a
alittle butter or mrat fryings inaspider,
slice into it an onion. and when that has
lightly browned add the tomatoes, season;
stew until done.

Cut green tomatoes in thick slices.
sprinkle with salt and let them stand awhile,
then roll in ﬂour and fry in butter; season
to taste.

1 have two recipes that have been used in
the family for years, and are nice with
meats. [’i‘hese recipes will be found on
the last page of the present issue—E 1.]

Now for the request: There is a way of
putting down ripe tomatoes in brine so that
one may have them fresh through the
winter. If any one can give directions for
putting them down that way it will be ap-
preciated by others, as “well as by ’

 

Emu‘ansnuao; ‘- -' “MARTHA 'ANN.

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

THE HOLT SEHOLL).

 

THE WORLD AS IT IS AT PRESEN I‘.

As I read the Housuirmn week after
week. I ﬁnd many pleasant and proﬁtable
things, many wise and good teachings; some
which seem perhaps a little weak or mis-
taken: a few with which I must disagree
entirely. Are not people prone to take too
narrow views of niany things. especially of
those pertaining to politics and progress?

It really seems as though we need to
study history to know something of the
great dramas that have been acted on the
stage of the nations, to understand some-
thing of the movements of the human
mind, in order to be able to properly judge
of these matters. The primary object of
studying history must be, not merely to ﬁnd
out what has been goingon and done in the
world. but to learn to understand humanity:
to judge correctly of man and all his
getious; to take a wide view; to trace from
sheet back to cause, and thereby reason
from causes to effects, that evil may be
avoided and good accomplished. In short,
we ought to make practical application of
any knowledge which we may have ‘ gained
from our studies.

Now, not only history but experience
has shown us that opposition to the measures
of a government, or of any party in power,
is the safety ofa nation. It makes that
power look to itself, moderate its acts; re-
minds it that Kit is wise it will keep with-
in certain bounds, and if it is not wise
enough to do this, its downfall may be pre-
dicted as likely to occur within a time,
shorter or longer aczording as the patience
of the people is more or less tried. ()f
eiuzse this applies most neary to a free
country like our own, in which the people
are not afraid to speak and are listened to;
but the same is true also of ether muntries
and forms of. government, except that it
takes far longer to bring out the same obj act,
and causes vastly m ire disturbance.

But while it is the duty of all good and
honest people to watch and criticise, to
point out evils, both political and social, we
cannot help thinking that a sweeping con-
demnation of the politics and public men
of the time is unreasonable and unj ist.

Very much corruption in politics certain-
ly there is, but not more than in past years.
If the secret history of all the political
movements in this country were told, prob-
ably the record of the past might be even
a shade darker than that. of the present.
The present is our battleground. We see
and hear and feel the smoke, the dust, the
confusion, the pain of weariness and heat
and thirst and wounds—we know not yet
which shall triumph, good or evil. We look
back to the past-—-it seems serene; we can‘
not realize that when the past was present,
it was just as much a battleground as ours
is now; perhaps the ﬁght was even ﬁercer,
more malignant and bloody than ours.

Those greatleaders, whose names are
landmarks in our history, of whom we are
ready to say "There were giants on. the
earth in those days,” had their bitter
enemies, their mrligners, as well as the
leaders of our own time. Those whom we

know to have been honest servants of the
public, and men of upright lives, . were ac- ,

cased of corruption. of immorality, of all
dishonesty. They were hated, and their
faults and mistakes blazoned abroad, and
made to appear as hateful as possible. Not
that men meant to be mean or dishonorable,
but such things are done in the heat of con-
ﬂ‘ct. when we are blinded by the zeal of
conﬂ‘ct, where only those who stand on the
heights can see clearly. And there are al-
ways some who thus stand, and seeing what
should be done, enter intelligently into the
contest and help mightily to overthrow evil
and uphold the good.

We read history to small purpose it we
inagine that the world is growing worse. I
am proud and glad to know that it is
growing better. Its course is progressive.
There are times when it seems to stop, even
to become worse, but these are only sloughs
as it were in the road; mankind struggles
on through them; it does not go backward.
And there was never a time in the history
of the .civiliz id world when there were not
a rew no'Jle spirits, a few “ Wl'tllollt fear and
without reproachz" and I feel sure that the
honorable names of our day well baar com-
parison with those of any other. in the
political and social life of our own land,
there may be at this time some tendency
toward an aristocracy of money; but the
old time aristocracy of blood, family, name,
or even oﬂice, is surely dying out. These
things are thought much more. lightly of, and
people feel themselves more truly on an
equality than in the earlier days of our
republic. It is said that there was never a
time when so much money was represented
in our natimal capital as is now. This is
no doubt true, but how can it be otherwise
since the country was never so rich as it is
now? Indeed through the whole country
(and herein our danger lies perhaps). is the
same Spirit felt and shown. a love of lux-
mics and display. It is likeastrong cur-
rent that we cannot heip fearing m 1y carry
us to some dangerous rapid; and yet we are
helplessly carried along by it. Very prob-
ably we shall come to the rapid, but our
vessel will outride it by the help of its good
sterling crew, and then the current though
not less strong, perhaps, will be less swift
and tar safer. While the country will be.
equally prosoerous, people will be less
anxious about riches, think less of display,
and more of real heart goodness and solid
intellectual qualities. Hasten the happy
day!

While condemning the corruption and
the love of riches and display, which are
so rampant in the political and social
centers, we should search our earn hearts
and lives, remembering (and we say it
thankfully) that these centers are not the
moulders of public opinion; but that the

rect themselves. In reality we are tin-sing
fault with the working of our form or gov
ernment, with the people themselves, and
should not speakas those who have no igops',
who see no light but only darkness. 1 do
not mean that we are to be silent. by all
means let us speak of the. evil which we see.
but try to speak of both men and things
fairly, honestly, j istly. Gnrsrnnm

 

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people and public opinion make them what ,. ‘ _
they are, and have the port or to change . 0m any one it“ me how to ﬁx ”L?

them as soon as they can sufﬁciently cor- '

A USE FOR THE HEIRLOOMS.

 

l distinctly remember that about twenty-

ﬁve years ago I somehow broke a large

notch from the edge of. my mother’s best

turreen dish, a light blue one, low and

bread, with a wide ﬂange outside the cover

and a pretty bit of scenery in the bottom,

of tall trees and clouds, river and castle,

fountain and people. I admired the dish

then but had not seen it for years until “ as

l rumaged through the attic,” or rather the

second story of the carriage barn, to-day, I

found it as bright and pretty as ever except

for that ugly notch; and to—night it hangs in

the corner over my writing desk and I am
really proud of it. The notch is covered by
a bunch of ﬂowers—yellow primroses and
pale pink rosebuds—contrasting so prettily
with the blue of the delft that it is really
ornamental, and no one would guess that
they were there for a purpose other than
ornamental. The junk bottle that my
grandfather kept ﬁlled with black cherries
and whiskey sixty years ago, is another
treasure that I found and I’ve promptly
converted that into a vase, its only orna-
ment being a bow of. bright ribbon tied
around the long, slim neck, the large globe
bottom being so transparent when filled
with pure water that the prismatic colors
are reﬂected, and l prizait highly. Armtlier
“ﬁnd ” was a tall j 2r of a deep, glossy red
that required no painting to hide deformi-
ties, for it was perfect; some pretty trans-
fers and the rim and ears gilded was all that
was needed to make an umbrella stand of
that. The brass tray that used to hold the
shutters lacked only the polishing that was
given it to make it a proper ornament: and
the odd brass plaque hanging over there
WIS nothing more or less than an old ad-
vertisement of “Dr. Jayne’s” remedies.
A wreath of grapes and leaves in relief
made a pretty edge for the owl disc, so that
part was polished, a fringed mat of scarlet
paper was stuck with shellac over the ad-
vertisement in the center and a bunch of
white daisies hung outside the mat. a wire
through an awl hole in the brass making
that part h'rm, thenaribbon of the same
shade as the mat was looped through the
holes on the opposite sides so it hangs com-
plete after only a few minutes’ work.

The frame of my grandmother’s mirror
with twisted sides, claw-feet and acorn
pendants across the top is in a perfect- state
of preservation and is hiding its time for
ornamental purposes: also the Splint-50?.-
tomed chairs, one of which is to he painted
white, gilded, and brought in to seep com-
pany with its modern sisters. The. little
that wheel “runs llkeatop" and i---: or
feet, distaff and all, and I‘m half inclined
to make an ornamental heirloom of that,

Wasmxorox. EL SEL.

lJust tie a blue ribbon on it s..»i-:.W3,,,r6:
around the bunch of tow which nzu t. be put
on The. distaﬁ‘, for instance—430. l

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WHEN you make up a supply of new cot-
ton sheets, pillow-slips, or undergarments
which are not wanted for immediate use
put them away without washing. They:
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ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.

 

MYRTELLE wishes to know how she
shall exterminate the myriads of small green
lice which infest her rose geraniums and
poztcd roses. We know of nothing better
than a thorough smoking with tobacco.
Pin a newspaper about the plant so as to
cover the space under it, and get your cigar-
loving brother, or some other girl’s brother,
to puif cigar smoke directly upon the plants.
This does not always kill the insects, but
stupiﬁes them so that when the plant is
shaken they will fill upon the paper below
and can be destroyed. Then thoroughly
syringe the plants. Possibly this process
may need to be repeated a couple of times
to get entirely rid of them. Or, you can
place your plants in a large box or barrel,
put a few coals in a tin dish and on them
lay a handful of moist tobacco stems.
Cover the box, and take care there is not
heat enough to inj ire the foliage. When
the tobacco has done smoking remove the
plants and syringe them well. You will
ﬁnd frequent syringing will help keep the
plants free from this annoying and destruc-
tive pest, which seems to havea special
partiality for the tender shoots of rose ger-
aniums and the ﬂower buds on rose trees.
Pei taps Mrs. Fuller can tell us a better
remedy. but this is the best known to the
HOUSEHOLD Editor.

 

MRS. FELLOWS, of Manchester, wishes
to know what can be done to cure chicken
cholera, saying she has tried many alleged
speciﬁcs without success. In this disease,
as with many other things, prevention is
easier than cure; in fact there is no remedy,
toour knowledge, that has proved a sure
cure in all cases. The best thingto be done
after the appearance of the disease, is to
promptly isolate all ailing fowls and kill
those that seem to be most badly diseased;
the best preventive of its appearance is
cleanliness. After the sick birds are re-
moved, have the hen-house thoroughly
cleaned, fumigated with sulphur and then
whitewashed; scatter lima freely, and if the
fowls are in yards, the runs should be
spaded up, and a fresh clean surface
secured. A little copperas, a. lump of
Carolina tar, or a litttle hyposulphite of
soda in the drinking water-which ought
always to be fresh and undeﬁied—is re-
commended by many authorities; this should
be given the well birds. Dr. S ilmon recom~
mends sixty drops of water to one drop of
carbolic acid, three or four drops to be given
each bird daily for a week; or what is the
same thing and less trouble; add four or
ﬁve drops of the acid to a quart of water
and use it to mix the feed with. Charred
corn or willow charcoal should be given the
well fowls. For the sick ones, if thought
worth while to doctor them, many remedies
have been suggested, but none are certain
cures, as said before. One remedy is an
ounce of Fowler’s solution and half an ounce
of aqua ammonia in one gallon of water;
given as drink in moderate quantities, no
other drink being allowed. Another is
equal parts of powdered chalk, powdered
charcoal, gum camphor, assafoetida and
pure carbolic acid, mixed and fed in the
proportion of. one teaspoontul to ten to wls.
Give in soft 'food. When the disease ap-

 

pears prompt measures as indicated above
will generally stamp out the disease with
the loss of but few birds, but if neglected
and allowed to spread, the entire ﬂock may
be lost.

 

“ COUNTRY GIRL” desires very much to
know what kind of an entertainment she
can arrange in honor of some city cousins
who are coming to visit her, which will be
unique, enjoyable, and not toomuch trouble
and expense. The house is not very roomy,
but thellawn is large and well shaded. A
garden party would be about the right thing.
Scatter seats about the lawn, and arrange
the refreshment table under atree, or on
the old-fashioned piazza mentioned. 1n
arranging the SEats, choose those spots most
shaded at the hour your guests will occupy
them; make this a special study a day or
two beforehand. The hour may be from
ﬁve to eight, or from four to seven. Re-
freshments suitable for the occasion one
sandwiches, salads, fruit, ice-cream and
cake, lemonade and iced milk. A pretty
variation on the usual sandwich is to cut all
the crust froma loaf of bread, cut in thin
slices, spread with butter and ham paste
seasoned with mustard, roll up and tie with
a bit of bright ribbon. Or if you have
plenty of fruit, you might give a blackberry
party or a beach party, in which case
abundant supplies of the chosen fruit should
be on hand, with ice-cream and cake. The
daughter of a wealthy eastern family re-
cently gave a “blackbarry party ” and in-
augurated a new feature by inviting her
elegantly attired guests to help themselves
from the bushes in the “ patch ” at the foot
of the old-fashioned garden. No special
entertainment need be provided; guests are
expected to chat and eat-«and ﬂirt; but if
the “ big brother who belongs to the band ”
can persuade his brother musicians to at-
tend and play suitable music, it would cer-
tainly be an agreeable addition. A garden
party should not be stiff and conventional.
White dresses are very appropriate, and
bonnets or hats are worn. The great
trouble would be the uncertainty of the

weather.
Hy—

APPRECIATIVE WORDS.

 

There is one thing some of us, who are
not gifted with a ready pen can do, and
that is express our hearty appreciation of
the noble thoughts, wise, earnest and
cheerful words, which greet us week after
week and do much to interest, amuse and
instruct those of us who are in the midst of
this- busy and work-a-day world. I am
neither a farmer’s wife or daughter, and,
consequently may have no right within the
charmed circle, but I have been an interest-
ed reader of the HOUSEHOLD for some time,
and more than once have been struck by the
power. force and logic, as well as the grace-
falness and versatility of many of its con-
tributions and its editorials. I think every
woman who is privileged to read the HOUSE-
HOLD‘ each week owes a debt of gratitude to
its sensible, practical and impartial cor-
respondents.

1 was very much pleased with the letter
“ To the Girls” by Ruth Curtis. 1 think she
deserves to have as many offers of marriage
as the Dakota school ma’am, or even Mrs.

 

Frank Leslie herself; the only advantage
one could see in that, perhaps,'would be in
having more to choose from, preventing the
remark one often hears, “ the only chance,”
though when, where or how man secured a
monopoly of the right to propose has al-
ways been a puzme to me. Surely accord-
ing to Scripture a woman made the ﬁrst
“ oﬁer.” -

I am very glad, for one, to see so many
letters written on other topics than servant
girls and housework; for even though these
subjects are exhaustless, there are many
other matters we like to hear about, and
certainly some of the most interesting ques-
tions of the day have been treated in a man—
ner that would bear comparison with the

best.
Evangeline’s words, “When Hope and

Heaven seemed a long way off,” touched
a chord that vibrated in one who has
sounded their full meaning to the very
depths. I never could see that it made
one’s own pain any the less to know of the
sufferings of others; but such knowledge
may help to make us more patient, and give
us more courage to try and go on living.
Yet philosophy is so easy to preach that a
feeling of tiredness comes over one some-
times when they realize how far off it comes
from reaching the seat of the disease.

If anyof the members of the HOUSEHOLD
desire arich and strong intellectual treat,
and have not done so already, I would
advise them to read the “ Life and Letters
of Gaorge Eliot,” by her husband, J. W.
Cross. 1 have often moralizsd, to myself,
upon the tendency in human nature to be;
wrought up by the woes and sufferings of
an imaginary and ﬁctitious character, while
greater trials and hardships to persons in
real life would hardly elicit a passing word
of sympathy.

The real intention of my letter being
simply an expression of gratitude and ap-
preciation, I will not intrude any longer or

ventilate any more individual ideas.
LUCILE.

——Qw~———
Contributed Recipes.

BAKED Coma—Three pints of corn scraped
from the cob; one teacupful cream; one
tablespoonful of butter; salt and pepper to
taste. Bake one hour, occasionally stirring

it.
CORN FRITTERS.—Cut the kernels from half

a dozen ears of corn. Beat one egg and stir

into it; add salt and pepper to taste. Drop

into hot butter in a frying-pan, and fry brown

on both sides. B.
DETROIT.

 

CHILLI SAUCE—Thirty large, ripe tomatoes:
eight peppers, chopped ﬁne: eight cups vine-
gar; eight tablespoonfuls of sugar, and four
tablespoonfuls each of salt, ginger, cloves,
allspice, cinnamon, and grated nutmeg. Boil
twenty minutes and can while hot. Omitting
the dark spices gives it a better color.

TOMATO Plexus—One peck green tomatoes
and six large onions, chopped ﬂue; stir in one
cup salt and let stand over night. In the
morning dra‘n of! the liquor, add one quart 01'
vinegar, two quarts water, boil twenty min-
utes, and drain again. Then add two pounds
sugar, two quarts vinegar, half pound white
mustard seed; two tablespoonfuls each of
ground pepper, cinnamon, cloves, ginger and
mustard. Boil ﬁfteen or twenty minutes. I
am using some now that was canned last fall,
and it is “good as new.” MARTHA ANN.

Enwaansauno.

  

 

 

 

