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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

AL—‘ALl M.

 

Al—'Alim, the " All-Known?“ by this word
Praise him who sees the ‘4an and hears the
unheard.

”If ye keep hidden your mind, if ye declare it aloud ,

Equally God hath perceived. equally known is
each thought:

If on your housetops ye sin. if in dark chambers
ye shroud,

Equally God hath beheld, equally judgment is
wrought.

He. without listing. doth know how many breath-
ings ye make.

Numbereth the hairs or your heads, wotteth the
beats of your blood; _

Heareth the feet of the ant when she wanders by
night in the brake;

Counted the eggs of the snake, and the cubs of
the wolf in the wood.

Mute the Moakkibat sit this side and that side
of men.

One on the right noting good and one on the left
noting ill;

Each both these angels beside him who write
With invisible pen

Whatso he doeth or sayeth or thinketh. recording
it still.

Vast is the mercy of God, and when a man doeth
aright

Glad is the right-hand angel, and setteth it quick
on the roll;

Ten times he setteth it down in letters of heaven-
ly light.

For one good deed ten deeds. and a hundred for
ten on the scroll.

But when one doeth amiss the right-hand angel
doth lay '
His palm on the left-hand angel and whispers,
“Forbear thy pen !
Peradventure in seven hours the man may repent
him and way;
At- the end of the seventh hour, if it must be,
witness it then.”
Al ’Altm.’ Thou who knows: all,
With hearts unveiled on Thee we call.
' —Slr Edwin Arnold.

”w.‘—a—-- -......

THE LIGHT OF ASIA.

 

Since 1884, a copy of Sir Edwin
Arnold’s poems has been included in
my little library. Once read, it has
been often referred to in those idle
moments when one feels in the mood
for renewing old friendships; and the
- more I read, the more do I appreciate
and enjoy. To most of us, there is
something mysteriously fascinating
about whatever is connected with the
Orient. Its unfamiliar customs and
beliefs; the character of the people and
their religion~so much a part of them-
selves; their wonderful rugs and car-
pets, brocades and cloths of gold; their
musk and sandalwood, subtle perfumes,
ﬂashing jewels with magical proper-

 

ties, and above all the. remarkable. rich-
ness and imagery of Eastern prose and
poetry and their symbolic character——
all these invest India, Persia and
Arabia with peculiar charm and
mysterv for us.

Sir Edwin Arnold is without doubt
the most accomplished student of Ori-
ental myths, legends and beliefs now
living. His long residence in India.
his researches in Buddhist temples and
among ancient manuscripts. his love
for his chosen study, and his keen ap-
preciation of what is beautiful and
good Wherever found, have enabled him
to ﬁtly present the life and character of
Gautama, the founder of the religion
which has a greater following than
Christianity as we know it, for four
hundred and seventy millions—one-
third of the human race—live and die
believing in the doctrines of Buddha.
and his creed has existed for twenty-
four centuries. Gautama was the Christ
of India, his teachings are paralleled

.by those 0f the Christian religion,

on the same high moral plane which
would make life so grand and beautiful
if poor humanity could but live up to it.

Many streams may ﬂow from a com-
mon fountain-head. Some become
choked with foulness, turned aside into
tortuous channels, perhaps lost in
morasses, while others ﬂow on. broad,
calm, peaceful, majestic rivers. And
I have long believed that the world‘s
many religious, were but the mists of
superstition, error, ignorance and mis-
representation swept aside and the
electric torch of Truth turned upon
them, would resolve themselves,
ﬁnally. into one sublime faith, the
source and head of every religion and
given to all races by the Inﬁnite Father
of us all.

Sir Edwin in his exposition of the
teachings of Gautama, has been the
means of opening new and beautiful
ﬁelds of reﬂection to all who have read
his “Light of Asia,” “Pearls of the
Faith” and “Light of the World.”
And as I like to see and hear dis.
tinguished men, I was eager to make
one of his audience when he gave a
couple of readings in this city recently.
Hon. Don M. Dickinson introduced
him, in a few sentences implying that
everybody had heard of Sir Edwin
Arnold, and those who had not “don’t
count.” And indeed, it was an audience

 

composed of the distinguished citizen
and his wife which had assembled.
Ex-governors, judges, lawyers, ex-cou-
gressmen, ex-all-sorts-of-oliicials, and
many still enjoying the distinction of
“ofﬁce,” ﬁlled the seats, and received
the speaker with an outburst of kid-
gloved enthusiasm. We beheld a
rather .undersized man, with rugged
face, whiskers not to be named in the
same day with those of the Honorable
Don .\I., iron gray hair, bright eyes,
an irreproachable dress suit, and an
accent not obnoxiously English. I
never realized before how graceful is
the Oriental salutatiou, especially as
contrasted with the short, abrupt nod
or bend from the neck only, which is
our American greeting. Sir Edwin
acknowledged the plaudits of his
hearers with a graceful bend of the
body from the waist, not in the least
like a dancing—master’s how, but so
digniﬁed and courteous withal that it
seemed the. only ﬁtting salutation.
And on several occasions in illustrate
ing his text he repeated the Oriental
obeisance. raising his hands to the
level of the forehead, then lcttingt-hem
{all with an outward sweep, accompany—
ing the bend of the body.

Sir Edwin‘s first selection was from.
“ The Light of Asia,"the Eighth Book,
a part of “the large discourse which
Buddha spoke before the king,” and
which epitomizes the creed of Gautama.

Every pious Moslem wears about his
neck a three-stringed chaplet or rosary;
each string has thirty-three beads, and
each bead is named for one of the
attributes of Allah, who is called
“ The Merciful,” “The Compassionate,”
“The Holy One,” “The Creator,” and
so on. And to each of these attributes.
or names, Sir Edwin has appended,
some legend or tradition, set in verse,
illustrating the subject, or paraphras~
ing a verse of the Koran. These are
“ The Pearls of the Faith,” and one of
those which the author recited will be
found on the ﬁrst page of the HOUSE:-
HOLD. It illustrates the twentieth at-
tribute, “ The All-Knower,” and is the
Hindu version of a legend my mother
told me in childhood, of the recording”,
{angels who wrote the day’s deeds“
1, whether good or bad, in a great book,
"the Record of Life. An unpublished
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author’s. He, with several scientiﬁc
friends, was watching the unwrapping
ofa mummy. Within its shell was
found a little handful of ashes, and a
padre? tiny embroidered slippers. Of
the princess of the Pharaohs remained
only a bit of dust, but her slippers,
still shaped to her young feet, and
soiled by the Nile mud, had been pre-
served three thousand years. What
was the name and lineage, what the
h0pe and happiness of that dusky
daughter of Egypt? What had become
of the immortal part of her, so long

forgotten in her chrysalis? Had she.

lived again? Was it she “with hair
and eyes of Ptol’mian blackness”
whom he met at dinner last week? \Vas
it only in fancy that he recognized
again that lingering lotus perfume?

I was particularly struck with the
peculiar dramatic effects produced by
the reader. His gestures were few—
remarkably few, as compared with the
genuﬂ'ections and see-sawing of the
average elocutionist who acts his
theme (hertheme,—the average reader
is usually a girl) as well as reads it.
Aside from the salaam, illustrating the
servant’s obeisance in replying to his
master, Ican remember less than half
a dozen instances where gesture was
employed to aid the listener’s imag-
ination. In these lines

“Its threads are Love and Life; and Death and

am
The shuttles of its loom."

heimitated the movement of the shut-
ﬁes ﬂying across the web. And in
“The Rajput Nurse,” where the nurse's
Md (which she invested with the
tiara of the young prince and left to
his would-be murderers while she fled
masafety with the heir to the kingdom)
as. stabbed by the conspirators, the
reader’s voice so aided his words to set
shescene so vividly before the imag-
ination that his dramatic energy and
three in depicting the murderous
wounds were positively horrifying. The
story of the Rajput nurse, by the way,
which has been many times reprinted
in the “Poets’ Corner” of the news-
rs, is said to be a true incident,
illustrative of the loyalty of the natives
ntheir princes. The nurse had with
her in the Rajah’s palace the young
prince and her own brown baby. Con-
spirators corrupt the guards and
War the gates to murder the heir.
There is no time nor way to save both
children, so she takes the golden
circlet and belt indicative of his rank
irom the little prince and puts them
upon her own child, playing at her
bet. Then she ﬂies with the prince.
The murderers believe the child
decked with the royal insignia is the
snethey wish to destroy, and he is
cruelly murdered, smiling the while
as if he consented to the sacriﬁce. But
the bereaved mother, her prince’s
safety assured, joins her child in
Eirvana, that very night.
AndI am glad that at last we have

 

had authoritative pronunciation of that
word—Nirvana. Sir Edwin, who
surely should know, since it is his
writings which have made it familiar
to the majority, called it “ Neer-wana”
——not quite as broad as the double e
would make it, but between that sound
and the i. And the v is w.

Other numbers in the programme
were “Queen Arzimund and the Dag-
gem” an unpublished poemjcalled
“The Musume,” telling how a bazar;
girl saved from the tiger the child of
the woman who had scorned her be-
cause the innocent baby lips had
pressed her own; and that pathetic
ballad, “He and She,” with several
other selections. Taken altogether, it
was a very pleasant entertainment Sir
Edwin gave us. (I feel as if I were on
delightfully familiar terms with the
Eritish aristocracy when I call him
“Sir Edwinl") BEATRIX.

 

TWO KINDS OF HOSPITALITY.

A young girl, aged eleven, an only
and delicately reared child. was by cir-
cumstances obliged to travel alone for
the ﬁrst time, from southern Ohio to
the northern part of Michigan. A
lady, living in Detroit, visiting at the
same place. on her return was en—
trusted with the care of the child. She
agreed to keep her over night at her
home, then send her in care of the con-
ductor on the 1)., L. S: N. railroad to
her home. She was paid for her
trouble and all was planned as well as
could be for the girl’s comfort and
safety. She kept the girl over night,
in the morning sent her, alone on a
street car, to the depot, telling her to go
into a grocery store and buy herself a
lunch, then to go into a big dry-goods
store and look around, to amuse herself
until train time. She did as directed,
and on leaving the dry-goods store,
could not ﬁnd the depot. She wan-
dered around until she got into a
building where carpenters were at
work, and one of them, on learning her
wants, took her to the depot and saw
her safely on her train, and in due
time she was safely given to her
parents’ arms. But what if she had
missed her train, or what if she had
fallen into the hands of seoundrels? 3

Was this woman truly hospitable or
worthy of the trust placed in her?

I went on a visit to Montcalm County.
My little girl, on the train, made the
acquaintance of another girl, a little
older than herself. They had a ﬁne
time together and we left the train at
the same station. My fellow traveller
was met by her mother, but no one met
me; my friends lived six miles away,
and through some mistake failed to
meet me. The night was dark and
cold, the station to be shut up in twenty
minutes, and the outlook was gloomy
enough. As I was making arrange-
ments to leave my luggage and go to a
hotel, this same little girl and mother

 

 

came to see about their baggage. On

learning that I was not acquainted in
the place an invitation was immediate-
ly and cordially given to go home with
them, which invitation, after some
hesitation I accepted. From the mo-
ment I entered their beautiful home, I
knew them to be people ofintelligence,

culture and wealth. I was treated with
as much cordiality and given as warm a
reception as a much loved relative
could ask for. And I was but a stranger
without home or f.iends for the time
being. To me such a reception and
welcome was true hospitality, dis-
pelling the home-sickness which could
not wholly be avoided. From ﬁrst to
last the visit was a delightful one, and
I feel that I have secured some life-long
friends who are worthy of my truest
friendship. I offered to pay for my
staying over night, the same as at a
hotel, but the money was promptly re-
fused, with the remark that they only
wished to do by me as they would like
to be done by, under like circumstances.
Were they not truly hospitable? Is not
such an incident an evidence that the
kindness and love for our fellows have
not all gone out of fashion yet?,

Kind wishes for Beatrix and our
numerous HOUSEHOLD family. This
is my first coming among you, although
I have often admired from a distance.

LANSING. JOY BELL.

 

SEEN IN THE STORES.

 

So many dainty, beautiful, elegant,
useful, cheap things are always to be
seen in our city stores, most attrac-
tively diSplayed to charm the dollars
and dimes out of our purses, that it is
really a sort of feminine “Temptation
of St. Anthony” to go down town; and
a dollar not already mortgaged to some
foreordained purpose is sure to escape
if it- is in one’s pocket. I do not wonder
city girls with liberal allowances of
pocketsmoney get to be little spend-
thrifts; there are so many easy ways to
spend it; and the eye and the palate are
ever being tempted by the things girls
love—the bonbons, the ribbons, the
dainty handkerchiefs, the ﬂowers, the
fruits, all set out with the deliberate,
intent to capture the cash.

For instance, the market is as gay as
a summer sunset with the yellow and
orange and bronze of chrysanthemums.
There are the plants themselves at forty
cents each, and almost everybody
manages to have at least one to beauti-
fy the front windows. If not, agreat
cluster of the pure yellow or those
richer tinted blooms that border on
orange is thrust into an “old blue”
or a blue-and-white jar, and decorates
the little table in the bay. November
is truly the “ chrysanthemum month;”
and what a magniﬁcent ending it makes
for the ﬂoral year! There is such a
wonderful variety in colors and char-
acteristics.

At one of the bazars I saw some
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ireceiver was made of a square of pale
blue celluloid rolled into a cone. its
,edges laced together with a ﬁne blue
:silk cord. Ahandful of white curled
hair, such as is used for ﬁlling the
ﬁnest mattresses, was covered with
white lace net and thrust into the top
'of the cone. The edges of the cone
-could be cut into scallops. and thus be
made more ornamental—in this case
they were perfectly straight.

A case for postal cards was made of
'the same dainty material in a delicate
pink, the two sides being cut the width
-of postals but not quite as long. so that
one could be easily taken out. “ Pos-
ital Cards” was lettered on one side,
:and a spray of holly berries and leaves
ornamented one case, and a. sprig of
forget-me-nots another. They were
very pretty and not very expensive. A
couple of trays for jewelry or similar
triﬂes were also made of celluloid. A
six-sided piece served as bottOm, with
six hexagons for sides. These were at-
tached to the bottom and each other
by lacings of pink cord. A piece of
pasteboard was cut to ﬁt the bottom
and covered with plush, and little
flower Sprays painted On each side.
Here also I saw some pretty scarfs for
drapes, a cotton fabric woven in geome-
tric pattern in tinsel, not quite a yard
long, at 40 cents each.

Such a pretty cloak for a ﬁve year
old girl was on one of the forms in the
bazar window. It was of bright, warm-
looking plaid, cut coat shape, to reach
the bottom of the dress, with the
princesse back which gives the neces-
sary fullness to the skirt. And it had a
jaunty little cape, coming just to the
elbow and edged with fur—not a fur
border, but an edge set in between the
outside and lining. The high collar
and the-coat sleeves were similarly
ﬁnished. Large smoked pearl buttons
were used to close the fronts, two being
set on the back at the bottom of the
waist. The model was silk-lined, but
it would be warmer made up with can-
ton flannel, only the cape should. have
a silk lining.

Just at present the feather boa is the
rage. “ You pays your money and you
takes your choice ” of a cocque‘s feather
boa just long enough to tie round the
neck with ribbon at a dollar; a ditto
three yards long, at $4.50 or $7.50. ac-
cording to quality, or an ostrich boa,
a lovely soft, curly affair, of that dead
black so becoming to a good com-
plexion, at $20 or $25.

Bedford cord, which has several
times been mentioned in these columns
is the fabric of the year. Everything
has the ribbed effect peculiar to that
weave; it is seen in ribbons; and in a
cottOn weave at a shilling as well as in
ﬁne wool dress goods at $2.50 and $3 a
yard. It is a stylish material for cloaks
for elderly ladies. though worn by
everybody, that of sufﬁcient weight for
this purpose being $4 and $6 per yard.
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yard—42 inches wide; the $2.50 quality
is 54 inches. A pretty way to make 3.
Bedford cord in any color is to have a
basque crossing diagonally, the left
lapping over a full front made of bro-
caded silk gathered in the shoulder-
seams and neck, and left rather loose
and full. The back is cut in three
deep tabs. the middle one being a con-
tinuation of the Centre back forms;
these are rounded at the bottom, and a
narrow gimp passementerie outlines
the entire basque. To make it more
dressy, a silk brocaded with some be-
coming color could be chosen. The
front and sides of the skirt could be
cut in shallow scallops, to fall over a
ﬁne pleating of the silk. This would
bea stylish yet simple dress, in fact
n3wdays style and simplicity are almost
synonvmous terms.

' This is also a “jet season.” Jet is
never entirely out of fashion, but it has
its high tides, so to speak; and usually
comes into favor in a new guise which
makes the old trimmings seem unde-
sirable. The fancy just now is for the
very ﬁne cut, close patterns, which look
bright and rich, or else the large
smooth surfaces, which match the
'cabochons or nail-heads of the early
part of the season. Fine jet gimps,
used to outline seams, basques, etc., are
selling at from 18 to 50 cents a yard, ac-
cording to width and quality. There
are also open work jet collars, which
can be worn with any dress, from $3.50
to $11, according to the ﬁneness of the
jet and the intricacies of the pattern,
There are passementerie collars to
which a neat needlewoman could apply
ﬁne jet beads .and make as elaborate as
she pleased, and which would be more
elegant than the all jet article. Jet is
used to trim any material—one of those
arbitrators of fashion who resents the
least suggestion of individual pre—
ference on part of her customers even
trims broadcloth with jet.

If you indulge in a new fur cape this
season. see to it that it comes well
down to the waist line; indeed the
newest models come a little below, are
pointed in front, and have high rolling
Henri Deux collars. But if you are
short and stout, don’t buy a shoulder
cape because your tall, slender friend
looks “so stylish” in one. You will not.

This is “mink day.” If you have
mink furs which you guarded from the
moths all those years when mink has
been so emphatically “not in it,” now
is the time to reap the reward of your
trouble. Have them cut over, re-lined,
and you will be the envy of all your
friends. A ﬁne mink shoulder cape
can't be had for less than $50 to $75; a
deep one of the new style is $75 or $100.
The darker your mink of course the
more stylish. Funny, isn’t it! Two or
three years ago mink and muskrat were
classed together. Now he’s the same
old mink, ,but “so beautiful!” “such a
lovely brown!” and on the top shelf in
popular esteem. Muffs are much

   

 

larger. New fur collars somewhat re-
semble the old “tippet,” except that
they are pointed at the back and have

the high rolling collar.
BEATRlX.

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Aspen is a city of 7,000 people, built
up in cabins of logs and boards, and in
blocks and palaces of brick and stone.
It is a great mining camp, surrounded
by mountains that are literally honey-
combed with rich mines of silver,copper
and lead. Silver ores often assay 70
per cent and more. Returning to
Glenwood Springs, we resumed our
journey, Grand Junction being the
ﬁrst place of note reached.

This is a great fruit region. The
waters of the Grand river furnish the
means of irrigation. and large crops of
cereals and vegetables are raised.
Crossing this plain we came on the
Colorado desert, and for over 200 hun-
dred miles the scene is desolate. Great
blocks of lava lie about, scoria is mixed
with the white sand, great lines of
washed sand where torrents have spent
their force give the impression of.
streams of water, only to mock your
hopes as you approach them. How ter-
rible such illusions must have been to
the poor fellows who plodded the long
way overland with teams! A chain of
snow covered mountains is in sight to
the south, and a serrated range called
the “Book Cliffs” is in view to the
northward.

At the crossing of the Green river
the scenery changes, and a constant
ascent, the climbing of the Wasatch
Range, commences. Six miles beyond
Price Station we come to “Castle
Gate,” the entrance to Price river
canyon. Two great columns of rock,
offshOots of giant cliffs, approach so
close it seems impossible for the river
and train to ﬁnd passage. Looming up
several hundred feet, they are seen up
the valley for a great distance. Passing
them and looking back they seem more
massive still. The features of this
canyon are the cliffs of glowing color
that form citadel, rampart and castle,
with great shaggy heads of giants peer-
ing down, and the many pretty canyons
opening at its sides. “Soldier Sum-
mit,” the highest crest of this range, is
passed, and we descend into Utah
valley. This is a beautiful, fertile,
highly cultivated valley, watered by
several pretty streams, and Utah lake,
a sheet of water 30 miles long and six
.miles wide, has its outlet through the
Jordan river into Great Salt Lake.
Thriving towns dot the landscape; in-
dustry and thrift are everywhere ap-
parent.

Salt Lake City is a point of interest
to all tourists, as the capital of Utah
and the headquarters of the Mormons.
It is a beautiful city, laid out in squares
of ten acres, streets 132 feet wide, run-
ning east and west, north and south.
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is located the Temple, the Tabernacle
and Assembly Hall. The Temple is
built of white granite, is 200 feet long,
100 feet wide, walls 100 feet high, with
three towers at each end rising 100 feet.
It was commenced April 6th, 1853, has
cost $3,500,000, and will take years yet
to ﬁnish. The Tabernacle is 250 by 150
feet, with a self-supporting roof the
shape of an upturned boat, and the
height to the dome is 70 feet. It will
seat 10,000 people and all can hear a
speaker distinctly. The organ is the
second in size in the United States.
We saw the Bee Hive and Lion houses,
residences of the wives of Brigham
Young, and saw his grave, covered with
a plain granite slab, and enclosed with
an iron fence. One great building bears
the mystic letters Z. C. M. I. It is the
headquarters for Zion’s Co-operative

'Institute—a corporation by which the

church hoped to control the patronage
and business of its people, to the dis-
comﬁture of the Gentiles. It was suc-
cessful for a time, but has lost its grip.
I heard a young Mormon tell with
great glee that he heard a person ex-
plain the mystic letters as meaninsr
“ Zion’s Combination of Mormon
Idiots." The “All-seeing Eye” was
formerly placed over the letters, but
the Gentile ridicule of the "Bull’s
eye” brought it into disuse. The
city is 18 miles from the lake, which is
about 120 miles long by 45 wide. It has
several islands. mostlv rocky peaks,
rising abruptly from the water. I was
surprised to hear that the depth of the
lake was only from 20 to 60 feet. The
water is so buoyant that there is little
danger in bathing, and the experience
i s delightful.

Following up a narrow plain, with the
lake on one hand and the mountains on
the other, Ogden is reached at a dis-
tance of 3'1 miles. Situated at the base
of the mountains, the scenery is grandly
beautiful. We had friends here, who
spared no pains to show us the wonders
of canyon, valley and mountain. Many
will ask, “What of the Mormons?”
Those with whom we came in contact
were intelligent, whole-souled, warm
hearted people, devoted to their faith,
willing to answer questions, but we
had no time or desire to discuss doc-
trines. I asked if they intended to
obey the laws of the United States.
The reply was, “Yes.” For a long
distance from Ogden the route is
through a country more or less culti-
vated, or used as grazing ranches, but
again we ﬁnd a long stretch of desert;
we ascend a range of mountains, and at
Cedar Pass cross the Divide and de-
scend into the valley of the Humboldt.
This is a beautiful valley, which we
follow for 300 miles, emerging through
a canyon with walls 1,000 feet high,
formed of rocks in the form of pali-
sades.

The Nevada desert is a dreary stretch
of desolation. Scarcely any vegetation
is seen. Grayish sand overlaid by

 

  

 

volcanic scoria makes dreary, mono-
tonous views. An oasis, the station of
Humboldt, surrounded with trees and
vegetation, shows what irrigation can
do even for this forlorn waste.

At Wadsworth the desert is left, and
we strike the Truckee river. Reno is
a grand junctional point, and the
largest city in Nevada. From here the
ascent of the Sierra Nevada mountains
begins. Following the course of the
Truckee river through the canyon we
come to the town of that name. It is
is said there are 40 miles of closed sheds
in the passes through these mountains.
At Summit station the highest point
is reached, and we commence the de-
scent of the Paciﬁc slope. Our travel
from here was at night, so the scenic
wonders cannot be described.

Daylight dawned when we reached
Benecia, and crossed the Straits of
Arguinez to Port Costa on the Solano,
said to be the largest ferry boat in the
world. Here sea-going ships tell us we
are nearing the ocean. A few more
stops and Oakland pier is reached. We
transfer to the ferry, and gazing
across the beautiful bay, behold San
Francisco, with the Golden Gate in the
distance, and realize that the continent
is crossed, and we are in the land of the
“Setting Sun.” A. L. L.

( To be continued.)
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ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDEN’I‘S.

A recipe for common bakers’ crackers
is desired by Winthrop. Our only
formula of this nature was given us by
a baker, and begins “ To one barrel of
ﬂour ————.” In short, bakers’ goods
can only be made by bakers’ machinery
and recipes; the' latter being part of
the baker’s stock in trade and not ac-
cessible to outsiders.

Unfortunately, we cannot furnish the
information about the culinary ther-
mometer requested by our Grass Lake
correspondent. The “Aladdin oven,”
invented by the well-known writer on
economic topiCs, Edward Atkinson,
is, we believe, furnished with such an
attachment, but we do not know its
manufacturer, and so far as we can dis-
cover, there isn’t an “Aladdin oven” in
this city.

W. W. Dunham, of Mt. Clemens,
wishes information relative to a crude
oil burner for a cook-stove. The
Economy Fuel Company of this city,
manufactures such an affair. Of its
merits we know nothing. The “gen-
erator,” ready for use, costs $25; and
circulars can be obtained of Hodgson &
Howard, 93 Woodward Avenue Dc-
troit.

 

IT is stated by an economical house-
keeper that to knit coarse cotton
thread with the woolen yarn into the
heels of socks and stockings makes
them more durable.

have used it ever since.

 

OUR SEWING MACHINES .

 

Brnox. Mich. Nov. 9th. 1891.
We received one of your “Michi~
gan” sewing machines all right, and
are very much pleased with it. We
think it equal to any of the higher
priced ones, and would say to any one
in need of such to try one of them.
LUCY A. WELLMAN.

 

ORLEANS, Mich.. Nov. 14th, 1891.

In response to the request of our
Editor I wish to reassure the lady who
is fearful of being cheated if she sends
for one of the sewing machines adver-
tised in the FARMER. I have been using
the “Michigan ” machine for over a
year, and have proven itto be just what
it is recommended to be, and advise her
to go and do likewise and be satisﬁed,
as I am, that she has got the ideal ma-

chine and the worth of her money.
MRS. ELLA HALL.

 

JASPER, Mich. Nov. 19th. 1891.

For the beneﬁt of all who may want
a machine I would say I have used a
“ Michigan ” machine a year and a half
in steady dressmaking and ﬁnd it as
represented in every way. My machine
has not had the tensions changed since
received, and I have used 30 thread and
90, also A and D silk, on ﬁne goods and
coarse, thick and thin. The rutﬂer is
a grand success; have not tried any

other of the attachments.
CHLOE WALKER.

 

Camwrcx. Mich, Nov. 23. 1891.

I saw Mrs. Mitchell’s complaint about
her sewing machine and‘ will tell my
story. I got a Low-Arm Singer ma-
chine of you about ﬁve years ago and
My neighbors
have used it a good deal also. We all
agree that it runs nicely and does good
work. I have never spent one cent
for repairs. The same machine (_ or
about the same) sold here at that time

for thirty dollars.
MRS. E. W. SHON.

 

We have received more testimonials
in favor of the machines we furnish
than we can publish; and thanking our
readers for their ready responses. we
hOpe all the doubting ones are reas-
sured as to the excellence of the ma
chine and the responsibility of the
FARMER.

 

Contributed Recipes.

 

BAKING Pownna—Seven and one fourth
ounces of tartaric acid; eight ounces of
soda; one pound of corn starch. Mix all to-
gether and sift four times. I have used this
powder for three years and think it good.

 

To Conn Basin—For 100 pounds of beef,
three pails of water, or sufﬁcient to cover
the meat; four pounds of brown sugar, with
as much salt as wxll dissolve. Bail and

skim. Put in the meat and boil 30 minutes;
take out and cool: pack and turn on the
.pickle. when cold. Treated in this way the
juices do not escape from the meat, and the
brine does not become bloody.

A. H. J.

 

 

