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DETROIT, SEPT. 10, 1892.

 

THE HOUSEH OLD-"Supplement.

 

 

THE LONESOVIE HUSBAND.

 

Since she went home~
The evening shadows linger longer here.
The winter days ﬁll so much of the year.
And even summer winds are chill and drear.
Binch she went home.

Since she went home—
The robin‘s note has touched a minor strain.
The old glad songs breathe but a sad refrain.
And laughter sobs with hidden, bitter pain.
since she went home.

, Since she went home—-
How still the empty rooms her presence blessed!
Untouched the pillow that her dead head pressed,
My lonely heart hath nowhere for its rest
Sin e she went home.

Since she went home-
The long. long days have crept away like years,
The sunlight has been dimmed with doubt and
fears.
And the earl: nights have rained in lonely tears.
Since she went home.
-—Robert J. Burdette.

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EARLY FALL FASHIONS.

 

Summer is over. Those who have
spent the season at seaside and water-
ing place are ﬂocking homeward, with
trunks full of dilapidated ﬁnery-urelics
of hops, boat rides and mountain ram-
bles: the harvest of the “resorts” is
over, and the next thing J's—something
else. And the first requisite is new
clothes. The August sales, whereby
the merchant clears his shelves of his
summer’s stock. are over and many
careful buyers have laid away mnslins,
ginghams, challis and other light
materials bought at but a little over
half their ﬁrst price, to be made up
next spring. There is economy in
such purchases, and satisfaction, too,
unless one’s happiness depends upon
having the very newest and latest pat-
tern stamped with fashion’s approval.
I heard some women on the car one day
(for Sister Gracious is right in saying
people have a particular penchant for
discussing personal matters and ex-
posing their own weaknesses in public
places) speaking of the “bargains”
advertised by acertain ﬁrm. One said:
“I never can take advantage of such
sales. The girls go out so much and
our social obligations are such that I
am obliged to get the latest; Ican’tuse
anything that is passe. It's dreadfully
expensive, but after all there’s a satis-
faction in knowing your styles are ex-
clusive!” And I couldn’t help smiling
at th e idea of a social position so pre-

 

carious that it was only held by getting
the latest style in dress goods.

But all the “summer things" have
disappeared, and the windows are ﬁlled
with early fall fabrics in wool and silk
goods, the former largely in the ma-
jority. Novelty goods seem the favorite
and are unusually handsome. A novelty
goods which would make up very
elegantly has a. broche effect, given by
the peculiar weave of two shades of
blue: the goods comes in other colors,
at $1.23 per yard, 4'2. inches wide, six
yards to a pattern. Such a costume
would be cheapened by the addition of
velvet or trimming, and should have
rovers or waistcoat of ﬁne French
broadcloth to give it elegance. Other
goods have a “ snowﬂake” effect. being
ﬂocked with ﬂakes of white or other
color. Bourette effects are ponular,
though not the coarse, shaggy materials
fashionable some years ago. Yet a
fashion journal speaks of a new goods
woven of strands almost as thick as a.
lady’s ﬁnger, and resembling a hit or
miss rag carpet in its melange of colors
and general effect. Many of the new
goods are dark in ground work, and
broken by irregular threads of several
colors. A new rep goods somewhat re-
sembling the weave of Irish poplin,
has the heavy cords of one color, and
two or three threads of a contrasting
color between them, giving a change
able effect. Homespuns and cheviots
are also shown for every day service;
the latter are now in two tones of color
——or two colors, as two shadesof brown,
or tan and green. A good many Bed-
ford cords are shown, but the pre-
ference, for fall wear, is for the novelty
or Jacquard weaves, and for the rough
mixed or bourette goods just men-
tioned.

This has been a “blue summerg”
never before has blue been so univer-
sally worn; it became almost as much
of a uniform as black has been. Con-
sequently, other shades will be pre-
ferred this winter and green will be
one of the most fashionable. Already
the handsomest materials are shown in
this hue, in new shades which have
tones of tan and yellow in them and
are quite unlike the old. Brown will
be a good second to green, and red will
be as popular as heretofore. But if
you cannot have many costumes be-
ware how you choose red. It is so ob-

 

trusively conspicuous that one soon
wearies of it, and the red dressand the
red hat become inﬁictions.

As for fashions in making “up, there:
is as yet nothing newto chronicle. The
bell skirt, with its modiﬁcations, the
comet and umbrella forms, holds its
own. In all the effect is the sauna.
the smooth ﬁtting front and sides,
with the fullness massed at the back.
The canvas facing not over t'hreevsix.
teenths of a yard wide, is stitchedto
the lining, and the whole smoothly
faced with a strip of velveteen two
inches wide. Do not buy the cut veil--

veteen for binding which will be offered

you in the shops, but get instead a."
quarter of a yard from the piece,cut
bias. It will outwear two of the ready
cut, which is always of the cheapest
quality of velveteen. 'l‘liree-eighths at
a yard will bind two dresses. Skirt
trimmings are very simple. The at-
tempt to introduce wide foot trim-
mings seems to have failed, as all the»
new patterns -show narrow rufﬂes, one
narrow pleating put on with a cord, 8.
narrow passementcrie matching the
corsage decoration, or rows of gathered
ribbon overlapping each other. Many
skirts have no;trimming whatever, but

a narrow decoration at the loot gives a.

a completed look, somehow. Princesssr
costumes have lost none of their popu-
larity. Street dresses, it is authorita—
tively state], are to be short enough
to clear the grOund. it is to be hoped
the melancholy spectacle of women
making mops of their skirts. which

have a balayeusc of rays as a ﬁnish...

will be soon banished from our streets.
Corsages are more elaborate than ever.
It is a miracle how women get inside
them they are lapped and folded and
corselet-ed and guimpe—ed to such aden
gree. Round and pointed waists are
worn, with girdles and corselets at
velvet or coatrastlng goods. Coat
bodices with belted back and jacket
fronts are seen on the new models; long
slender tabs are cut on the backs of

some bodices, while others have tabs.

both front and back, added by bretellee

of the material which are wide on the-

shoulders, narrow to the waist line and.
widen again below. Sleeves are very
large. What is saved in the skirt
evidently goes into the sleeves. Two

shapes are worn; one has great fulnese.

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hole and upper part of the seam and
narrowing to ﬁt .closely at the wrist;
the other a close ﬁtting sleeve with a
full round puff extending half way or
quite to the elbow. Sleeves and corse-
let may be of material differing from
the dress, if harmony of color is
maintained, and velvet and silk sleeves
will be worn again. The Russian
bodice will be a favorite for early
autumn wear. This has no seams ex-
cept under the arms; the front is widely
lapped to the left; the fulness of both
«back and front is gathered at the belt
and the trimming (which is distinctive)
consists of a wide galloon or band of
passementerie which serves for belt,
collar, cuffs and edges the lap of the
front. The lining, of course, is ﬁtted
with the usual seams. No trimming
is necessary on the skirt.

The new wraps are almost exclusively
double-breasted, demi-length coats or
jackets, which come in many colors,
even red. Some of them have a narrow
line of fur edging the collar and con-
tinuing down the fr0nts. Many of
them have pleated and belted backs,
the pleats giving the fulness below the
waist; these are only becoming on
slender ﬁgures, others have a Watteau
pleat deﬁned to the bottom of the gar-
ment. The military cape is still seen,
some very elegantly decorated models
being displayed, but it is not as com-
mon as last year. Carriage cloaks of
matelasse and brocade are in pelisse
.shape; some have long dolman sleeves;
others the long Watteau pleat hanging
from the neck entirely independent of
the garment. A beautiful and showy
«cloak of black and gold brocade was
thus modeled, and edged with along
curled fur, which I judged to be the
ﬂeece of Angora sheep reconstructed
on a curling iron.

Early styles in millinery are of felt al-
-=most exclusively. Hats have no crowns
worth mentioning, and rather wide
dorims shaped to suit the wearer’s face.
They are trimmed with wide erect
ﬁoops of ribbon and many short ostrich
\tips. A brown felt decorated with up-
right loops of lighter brown ribbon
edged with darker velvet. and ﬁve
small brown tips, was very chic. Other
hats had brims of shaggy beaver,
gradually becoming smoother toward
the low crown which was felt; the color,
too, shaded from dark to light in the
same way. Some of the new bonnets
are very funny; one is inclined to re-
gard them as a joke in millinery. One
brown straw had an amusing crown
very like a section of four-inch stove-
pipe out of a job, which obtruded itself
after the manner of Mother Goose’s
historical head-gear. It was trimmed
with a brown v velvet pancake in front,
with two gilt pins thrust knife and fork
fashion through it. Taken altogether,

if that was a fair sample of the coming
bonnet, I shall advise my constituents
to wear hats.

BEATRIX.

 

A TRIP UP THE LAKES.

 

Not a trip of a week or more up
through the Great Lakes; but just one
delightful afternoon during which the
yacht Cora- carried eight of us up the
chain of little lakes near Grand
Traverse Bay.

As we passed up Elk River to Elk
Lake and thence around the beautiful
Skegemos Point into Round Lake, the
wonder grew greater and greater why
so many people should build cottages
and spend the summer months on
beaches where only sand and water are
in sight, while these lovely shores are
left deserted except when visited by an
occasional camping party.

All the advantages for a summer re-
sort are found here. The water is
pure, the beaches ﬁne for bathing, the
shores covered with magniﬁcent trees,
and more than all is the clear, bracing
air which makes one forget that there
is such a sensation as fatigue.

I am very loyal to St. Clair River
and the Flats, but when we came to
Torch River I had nothing to say, no
comparisons to make. Indeed, I was
too busy trying to look both ways at
once. The water is so clear that the
bottom with all its beauty of moss and
aquatic plants may be plainly seen.
Great beds of waterlilles—so appro-
priately called the Cleopatra of ﬂowers
—awakened our admiration and made
us long to gather some. Marvelously
green marshes reminded us of the Flats,
but were prettier, and- of course very
small. The river winds in such a way
that it seemed to us who were not ac-
customed to it that our boat was fre-
quently headed directly for the land;
but an opening always appeared and
fresh beauties would come before our
eyes.

Torch Lake is the largest of the
chain, and very charming it is. One
hill sloping down to the beach and
covered with splendid trees will linger
in my memory as an ideal site for a
summer residence. “Let us go to
Spencer Creek. boys,” said our Chief,
and to Spencer Creek we went, thereby
causing a great commotion among the
inhabitants of that quiet village. At
the sound of our whistle the entire
population -—men, women, children and
dogs~turned out to meet us. Evident-
ly a pleasure yacht with a crowd like
ours on board was a novel sight. Our
stay was short, and as we departed we
caught sight of two women who had
probably been detained, and had just
started out when they saw our retreat.
Even at a distance surprise, dismay
and disappointment were to be seen in
their attitudes. Poor things! they had
missed the event of the day.

The trip back was perfect. Torch
River was literally as smooth as glass,
and on either hand trees, bushes, over-
hanging weeds, the smallest stick, the
lightest leaf, were so perfectly reﬂected
that nature seemed to have gone mad

lay the sunset.

 

for the time and turned everything up-
side down, while wewere ﬂoating on
the air with fairyland all around us.
We passed some piles of logs and the
reﬂection showed them to us appar-
ently supported by nothing, yet so real
that there was no difference between
substance and shadow. It was enough
to upset all one’s preconceived ideas
of gravity. Our artist threw down her
sketch block in despair, and we were
all silent with admiration except for
occasional ex‘clamations of delight,
and the remark from the Irrepresaible,
“This is dreadful neat.”

It was with regret we left the river
behind us, but before us across the lake
I think none of us will
ever forget the sight as we watched
the sun pass through a bank of clouds,
shine out brightly for a few minutes,
and then sink out of sight leaving be-
hind such a glory of color as is im~
possible to describe. Slowly the bril-
liant red faded into softest pink which

spread over the sky and cast reﬂections ’ l H

of its beauty on the water. This in
turn grew fainter and changed to
hellotrope. Then Mars shone out and
darkness was not long in coming; but
even after we had landed and were.
climbing the hill to the island home,
the western sky was lovely with a soft,
still light. E. C.
PORT HURON.

H..—

COMMENTS.

Mothers, when the little ones are ner-
vous and unpleasant to each other just
say “ One time when I was a little
girl,” and see how quick they will get
the little chairs to hear the “story.”
Tell some incident of your life, any
little thing, and they will be interested
and forget their bickering.

When the wee ones are asleep and
the hens will cackle, as hens will, just
throw out a few crusts of bread or hand-
fuls of corn and their noise will ease.

Oh why will we caress and say many
a loving word to the little ones who
cannot understand, and let the older
ones long unsatisﬁed for loving words
and kind caresses! Let us be more
lavish with our kind, approving words
to the older ones.

I meant to have said One word about
that wonderful “ John ” who let his
wife go visiting to mother‘s in haying;
yes, and even took her to the train, and
then after she got home kissed her and
talked as in the “days of courtship.”
If he yet lives I would like to behold
the man. His wife might make a for-
tune taking him around as a world’s
wonder, for there are others who think
such men scarce. If he will be at the
World’s Fair I shall put forth a great
effort to be there. AUNT MARY.

MIDDLEVILLE.

 

E. S., of Northville. Send money
for expenses for two, as you proposed
and the matter will he attended to at
once. ‘

 

 


 

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THE CITRUS FAIR.

Annually there is held here a fair at
which is exhibited a large collection of
the citrus fruits of Southern California
as well as all kinds of canned and dried
fruits. There is a strong feeling of
rivalry between different sections of
this great State, and petty jealousies
exist in many of the towns. While
Southern California admits it is un-
questionable that orangesare grown up
north and out of doors, even in sight of
Mt. Shasta’s snowy peak, they tell you
that the citrus aspirations of their
northern friends seem to run in the
direction of fairs, and that they are
bound to make a show of citrus fruits
each year and “beat the earth” with
orange churches and pagodas, though
it take their entire crop.

California is still in an experimental
stage of cultivation; its possibilities
are unknown, but the great success of
orange culture in the south is demon~
strating the truth of the assertion that
more gold is to be got out of the surface
of California soil than from the sub-
terranean mines. Although they hang
on the trees the year round, the crop is
gathered from March till June. The
orange is at its best in March, and in
the latter part of this month the fair is
held. Flowers can always be had here
for decoration, and the pavilion is
prettily adorned. From the entire
ceiling hangs a soft veil of cyprus
dotted over with tissue paper oranges.
The stage and galleries are decorated
with countless callas and palms, and
over thousands of “golden apples”
below shine the electric stars and
crescent. The most luscious and per-
fect specimens are shown in the collec-
tion of canned fruits, as fair as any
picture the ubiquitous fruit agent ever
displays to tempt the buyer.

All the chief cities of Southern Cali-
fornia are represented, from Los
Angeles to San Diego. Many designs
display the fruit to advantage. San
Diego had a fort in orange and lemons;
Pasadena, a pagoda; Redlands, a
miniature copy of its school-building;
Riverside, an immense lemon as big as
a barrel, and the chief feature of
Orange City’s display was an enormous
orange. These large figures are
secured by making an exact copy Of
the fruit in wood, then covering by
carefully wiring oranges or lemons
over its surface. Besides these there
were various smaller designs; pyramids
and squares, rows and boxes and piles
of the golden fruit lay everywhere. A
ﬂoral bicycle attracted attention, the
spokes of the wheels were of scarlet
geraniums, and the tires of smilax.
Roses, English violets, daffodils, jon-
quils, bowls of gorgeous California
poppies and other ﬂowers added to the
attractiveness of the booths. Pasadena
said she didn’t care for the prizes, she
came to advertise her section and was
satisﬁed with the result. Riverside had

 

a banner on each corner of her big
platform recording her trophies; Red-
lands also captured several premiums.
Although younger, Redlands bids fair
to become the rival of Riverside. The
city is growing rapidly, is producing
ﬁne fruit, and frosts are said to be less
frequent and severe than at Riverside.
Mature orange trees will bear two
mild frosts I am told, but if a third
night in succession the temperature
falls to freezing the fruit is injured. ,

It was estimated fully twenty-five
thousand peOple visited the fair. Even-
ings were occupied by a variety Of en-
tertainments, tableaux, music, etc.
The chief attraction of the evening I
attended was the Chinese orchestra,
which is a great novelty to eastern
people. The instruments of their
band consist of big cymbals, an em-
bryonic banjo and violin, a stick struck
rapidly 01 a board, and something else
unnameable capable of producing
sounds like a howling winter’s blast in-
tensified and accelerated. There were
ﬁve performers and they clashed their
cymbals, beat their instruments and
tattooed away with chop-sticks in the
most solemn and philosophical style,
without the slightest regard to time
and with an entire absence of harmony.
This orchestra plays nightly at their
theater in Chinatown, this being the
ﬁrst time they have performed before a
“ Melican ” audience. The chief merit
Of their music seems to be noise. The
air is alive with din and discord.
Through the audience here and there
one sees a woman start nervously at
some unexpected crash- One wonders
what new discordant combin ition it is
possible to execute. In her exquisite
“Bits of Travel at Home” descriptive
of her attendance at their theater
where a Chinese band was playing,
“ H. H.” spoke truly insaying: “They
made so much noise there was no

room to sit down!”
HATTIE L. HALL.
Los ANGELES.
-———.O.——-

CITY BOARD ERS.

 

I have been interested in the discus—
sion about city boarders, and must side
with Beatrix. If we can get four or
ﬁve dollars a week for board we can
certainly make money faster than by
selling our butter for ten or twelve
cents a pound, eggs ten cents a dozen,
cherries a dollar a bushel—hardly
worth picking—plums two dollars or
less, chickens for fifteen cents apiece.
If we could turn this into board we
could make more out of it. It is true
there would be some labor, but what
can the farmer—or his wife either—get
unless through hard labor. Our work
can be so arranged we can have our
leisure hours, same as our city friends,
and if we are not on their level it is our
own fault to a certain extent.

In regard .to board, I mean to try it
next summer and see if there is any
money in it. I would give boarders

 

good bread and sweet butter and the
home cured pork and milk gravy the
lady spoke of. None of my family said:
“Oh, your city boarders! I would have
to come to the table with my coat on no
matter how hot it was, and drink my
tea out of my cup and burn my mouth
and mustn’t put my elbows on the
table.” But we could lay style to one
side through the extreme heat. It is
not style our boarders will care for, but
the country fare and fresh, pure air.
LEXINGTON. KATE,

LET US H‘tVE PEACE.

 

For the past few weeks I have not
enjoyed reading our little paper nearly
5) much as usual, for it seems to me
there has been so much “pitching in-
to” those who have differed in opinion.
I believe we can never all think alike,
and indeed, why should we? If one
woman chooses to wear uni roned clothes,
and eat mush and milk Off a bare table,
and her family are satisﬁed with that
style of housekeeping, why then it
must be all right—for them. But as
for myself, I’ll not adopt that method
quite yet, for I think such small items
as neat, well ironed table linen, bright,
pretty dishes, and carefully prepared
meals, be they ever so plain, have a re-
ﬁning inﬂuence, and help the children
to form habits of neatness and order.
If I must economize my time, it will be
in some way that will not conﬂict with
my ideas of home comfort.

Although I live on a farm and have
milk and butter to attend to, beside
large ﬂocks of chickens and turkeys, I
am never hurried, but ﬁnd time for
reading, visiting, entertaining com-
pany, and to have ashare in most Of
the good times around, such as picnics,
excursions, etc. Indeed I think I am
much more at liberty than I would be
with a hired girl to look after.

My sympathies are all With Honey
Bee. There are times in a mother’s
life when the burden seems greater
than she can bear, even with the help
ofa kind husband who is willing to
carry more than his share of the load.
But cheerfulness and patience will
work wonders, especially in the case of
children. Only a little while, and the
babies will have grown to men and
women, and if we, by careful training
and mother love, can help them to
build up noble Christian characters,
we will be well repaid for all our
efforts.

Nettie T. asks what will remove ma-
chine Oii from white goods. If bpfore

washing, soap be rubbed on the spots '

and then washed out in cold] Water it
will remove them, but if ,the goods
have been washed, apply ainmonia and
rub out in warm water.

Let us put aside this spirit of con-
tention which is c eping into the
HOUSEHOLD and Vastead let us have
cheery, helpful letters.

HABTLAND. AUNT MERRY.

 

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THE WIFE AND THE MONEY QUES-
TION.

 

I have just read Mrs. Germain’s con-
tribution to the HOUSEHOLD of August
27th, entitled “ Not Afraid of City
Boarders,” and as I have a few minutes
of freedom from a call for “copy,” and
"‘ proofs” are all read (for this is Tues-
day—my day at the ofﬁce) I want to say
just a word about two or three thoughts
contained in her letter.

To me there is a mine of pathos back
of the words: “ I positively envy any
one, or woman rather, who is able to
earn money.” As if the dear soul who
does work alone for a family of six on a
farm, doing all her own sewing besides,
did not as truly earn money as the hus-
band who works the eighty-acre farm
with the one regular season hand and
the occasional day hands beside to help
him and for her to wait upon.

Do not, I entreat you, plan {or next
summer boarders in order to “earn
money.” You have enough of physical
work to do already and it is your duty
to conserve your strength for the future.
I think, my dear woman, that you
know what hard, hurrying farm work
is by practical experience, and that
you had better lay your plans to hire
help for a few weeks about twice a year
“ to catch up with the work.”

Talk it all over, please, with Brother
. Germain, and step into your rightful
place of equal partner or of salaried
ofﬁcer, whichever you two can agree
upon as the rightful one, and know that
you nmn earn money. It is pitiful to see
the struggles of well-todo women to
maintain an independent spirit by re-
sorting to this, that or the other ex.
tremity to get work that will bring a
little “money of their own.”

I recall a story which I heard Mary
F. Eastman tell a year or two ago. She
was visiting a friend in a New England
manufacturing town some time before,
and during her visit she often noticed
men going into a large establishment
across the street with a bundle in their
arms and come out again in a little
while, apparently with the same
bundle. Her interest was aroused by
the great number of men coming and
going in this way and she asked her
friend what it meant. The friend re-
plied with great enthusiasm that she
was delighted to be able to tell her
about it, for such a friend of women
and such an enthusiast on enlarging
woman’s opportunities as Miss Eastman
had always been, could not fail to be
deeply interested in what she had to
tell. The establishment was a knitting
factory. The farmers went there after
bundles of stockings which were
ﬁnished, except heellng and toeing.
Their wives would knit the heels and
toes for a certain amount a dozen pairs
—75 cents, I believe-and the husbands
would return them when they made a

business trip to town, and bring home a
fresh lot to be ﬁnished in like manner.

  
 
  

“ And it is such a blessing to these
women,” said the friend. “It enables
them to do many things which they
are longing to do, but. which they cam
not do unless they earn money in this
way.”

“It strikes me that they get very
poor pay,” said Miss Eastman. “ I
don’t see how they can live.”

“Oh, they don’t have to use it in that
way,” said the friend, “their husbands

about some of the nice things they are
enabled to do with their money. One
woman is educating her daughter. The
little she earns pays for a room and
tuition and the girl boards herself.
You ought to see how happy the mother
is in providing privileges for her
daughter which she never enjoyed, but
the poor woman has to sit up till mid-
night, often, to get her week’s work
done.”

“What does she knit nights for?”
said Miss Eastman. " I would think
she could knit all she ought to by day-
light.” “If you knew what she had to
do you would not ask that question,”
said the friend. “She has four small
children and a number of work hands,
and she does all her own sewing and
never hires a bit of any kind of work
done.”

“You astound me!” said Miss East-
man, in mock surprise, “ I thought you
said her husband supported her.”

The friend so m saw the “blessing”
in a new light, but the story serves to
illustrate how unjustly even good and
intelligent people look at this home
money question—such is the power of
custom.

A fresh “proof. ” is at my elbow and
I must leave unsaid a number of things,
but, Sister Germain, if [hear any more
about the summer boarders I shall steal
another half hour to say them.

CHARLOTTE. B. M. P.

JOSIE SMITH, of Quincy, says: If
Nettie T. will rub soap freely on spots
stained with machine oil, and then
wash (rubbing hard) in cold water be-
fore putting into hot water, the oil
will come out perfectly. Do the same
where the stitching is black and oily.

 

A CORRESPONDENT of an exchange
says she prevents her canned fruit
from moulding on top by placing a
piece of cotton batting on t0p of the
fruit, after ﬁlling the cans, then seal-
ing as usual. She ﬁnds the device
successful.

 

WE have received the third and
fourth numbers of The Literary Century,
a monthly magazine devoted to

literature, science, art, current his-
tory and the like, published at Ann
Arbor, whose editor is Miss E‘. Cora
DePuy, a young lady well known
through her many and varied contri-
butions to newspapers and period-

 

icals, and whose ﬁtness for editorial

a:

support them, and you oughtto know ‘

work is well displayed in The Literary
Century. Prize scholarships are offered
to any who obtain a list of 150 new sub.
scribers, and $110 are offered in cash
prizes for the best original stories.
Send ten cents for a sample copy con-
taining particulars. The subscription
price is one dollar per annum.

 

Contributed Recipes.

 

CHICKEN Pin—Take a young chicken.
dress and out in pieces small enough to
serve on the table, put in a spider with
seasoning of pepper, salt and a good supply
of butter; sprinkle over a handful of ﬂour,
then ﬁll up with water and set in the oven
to bake one hour and a half. Then have
some nice crust as for biscuit ready. cut in
small squares. put on the top and bake till
done. If wished to serve from the table
slip off on a deep platter. Auwr MARY.

 

GRAHAM Populism—One half cup of mo-
lasses; half cup of sugar; half cup of butter-
milk; small lump of butter; one cup of
dried cherries or raisins (cherries are the
best);two cups of graham ﬂour; one tea~
spoonful of soda. Steam two hours. Serve
with cream and sugar.

GRAHAM BanAn.———Take of hop-rising
bread sponge to the amount desire}: add a
little sugar and stir as thick as possible with
graham ﬂour, ﬁll to Within about two inchesI
of the top of the bread pans and let rise
until even with the top. Bake in a slow
oven.

Momssss Commie—One cup each of
sugar, shortening and molasses; one tea-
spoonful each of ginger and soda; two eggs
ﬂour to make stiff. Bake soon.

OLIvn'r. Stem MA'rns.

FEATHER Cure—Whites of three eggs; one
cup of sugar; one-half cup of butter; two-
thirds cup of sweet milk; two cups of ﬂour.
Beat sugar, eggs and butter together. Two
heaping teaspoonfuls of baking powder in
the ﬂour. Flavor to taste. This is very nice.

BLun Ems.

 

CBEAM CAKE.—One cup of white (coffee
A.) sugar; two eggs; two-thirds cup of sweet
cream; ﬂavor to suit taste. Beat the eggs
separately, adding the cream to the yolks
and beat until light, then add sugar and
beat again. Add ﬂour in which has been
sifted two teaspoonfuls of baking powder.
to the consistency of griddle cake batter,
then the whites of the eggs, then make quite
stiff with the rest of the ﬂour, as this cake
must he made a little stiffer than one made

with butter and sour milk.
Bonn Bus.

 

CANNED Pawnee—Pare and halve them;
leaving in an occasional pit. Make asyrnp
of a pint of granulated sugar to a quart of
cold water. and boil till clear. Then drOp
in carefully enough peaches to ﬁll two quart
cans, and boil till tender enough to be
pierced with a broom straw: lift out care-
fully with a wire spoon and nearly fill the
cans, which must be heated by wrapping
arJund them a towel dipped in not water.
When the peaches are in, ﬁll up the cans
with the hot syrup. wipe off every bit of
moisture from cans, rubbers and top, and
tighten. When cold, screw the tops as tight
as possible. and wrap in a sheet of naive-
paper or brown paper, tie a string around
the can to keep the paper smooth, and glue

 

on a label. B.

 

 

