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THE HOUSEHOLD-"Supplement.

 

 

HIS MOTHER‘S PIE.

A dainty young wife made a "beautiful pie"
For him who was king of her heart;

It suited her taste and it Suited her eye.
And was a production of art.

She gave him a piece at the' table with pride.
And watched her dear idol partake;

”1 made it myself." said the fair looking bride:
“And how do you like what I bake?"

The bridegroom gazed down at the wonderful pie:
The bride sat in tremulons fear,

At length he returned her this doubtful reply—
“It isn‘t like mother's. my dear.”

Tears shone in the depths of her gentle blue eyes.
How could he such language repeat?

“No. love," he continued, "this pie is a prize;
Mother ne'er could make one ﬁt to eat.”

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GLIMPSES OF THE WHITE CITY.

San Rabida—A Small Gun—The Foreign

Buildings.

Dawn by the lake shore, where its
walls are washed by the waves and its
gay little garden sparkles with spray
from wind-swept white caps, is the old
convent of San Rabida—pronounced
Rabida, if you please. It is an exact re-
production of the old Franciscan monas-
tery where Columbus found shelter
and a friend .in his greatest extremity.
It was the pious Prior Juan Perez de
Marchena who made the decisive ap-
peal to Q ieen Isabella and awakened
the religious feeling which induced her
to pledge her jewels to equip the little
ﬂeet to sail on its mission of discovery
of new lands and bear salvation to
heathen souls; and here is his portrait.
I cannot vouch for the resemblance, but
the artist has given him a ﬁne, intel-
lectual face. Of course Columbus is ex-
ploited at San R tbida; it is a veritable
museum of Coiumbian relics. Here is
the original commission given by Fer-
dinand and Isabella to Columbus, with
its old seals attached; it looks its four
centuries, and an armed sentry stands
guard over it night and day. Here are
letters written by Columbus, beginning
With the sign of the cross, and ending
with a series of initials concerning
whose meaning the authorities are at
variance. His will is here. too, in his
own handwriting—and he wrote a very
clear, ﬁrm hand. Here are portraits
of the Popes. of Columbus’ day, and the
bulls they issued granting jurisdiction
over the new territories to Spain; and
the letter that gave Father Boyle. who

 

accompanied Columbus on his second
voyage, authority over the church in
the New World. Here also are portions
of the wood of the original convent; old
maps and books dating, back to 1500;
the ﬁrst map that outlined North and
South America, and maps of the undis-
covered country as Columbus imagined
it; a battered, rusty old bell, the ﬁrst
that gave tongue in the western hemi-
sphere, from the ruins of San Domingo;
a few stones, all that is left of Isabella,
a town he founded on his second voyage;
old coins, swords; and any number of
portraits of Columbus and his royal
patrons, some of them quaint old prints
that show what great progress has been
made in the art of engraving. There is
an astonishing number of portraits of
Columbus. He must have changed re-
markably “between times,” for no two
look alike. Our postage stamp series
merely followed historical precedent in
making him grow a full beard between
discovery and landing, for some alleged
portraits give him blue eyes, others
brown, still others black. There is one
old canvas painted by Lotto in 1512,and
another of about the same period in the
original frame, very quaint and curious.

A series of oil paintings depicting
scenes in the life of the great voyager
were quite striking. One represented
him on the deck of the Santa Maria at
midnight; around him the darkness of
an unknown sea, and he. with resolute,
forward-turning face.watched alone for
the shore he so desired. I was parti-
cularly struck by a large picture rep-
resenting the landing. Columbus’
face is lifted heavenward, the light falls
full and strong upon it; his expression
is a prayer of gratitude and thankful-
ness; his thoughts at this supreme mo-
ment are worthy of his noble soul. His
followers’ faces are in the shadow and
are equally intent and earnest, but their
eager, greedy eyes are bent earthward;
their one desire the conquest and spell
of the new country. And looking upon

 

trim walks and bright ﬂowers, you turn
away and pay a ﬂying visit to Krupp’s
Building, conveniently near. What a
contrast all this panoply of war,all these
engines for the destruction of life and
property, to the quiet of the monastic
cell! Here is the great shaft for an At-
lantic steamer, ninety feet long and
weighing one hundred three tons, forg-
ed a solid bar of steel and bored out.
You go up and up a steep Spiral iron
staircase until your head swims, and
look down upon the munitions of war
and into the mouth of the famous
“Krupp’s baby.” It is difﬁcult to con-
ceive what Herr Krupp‘s adult gun
family must be like if this is the infant.
It is forty eight feet long, weighs one
hundred forty tons, carries its charge
twenty miles and pierces a steel plate
two feet thick at nine miles. Fancy the
terrors of war when a projectile weigh-
ing 2,500 pounds, coming with meteoric
velocity apparently out of space, crash-
es into a town, upon a ship. within a
fort! You h0pe the gun may always be
as close-mouthed as the uniformed
marine who patrols its platform; and
are glad to learn a misdirected shot
would be a loss to the army and navy
department of $12,000, the cost of the
charge. By the gun are ten shells, the
number'that can be ﬁred in one minute.

You pause a moment by the army
mules laden with a howitzer and its
ﬁttings and fall to making a study of
their ears! The leader feels the re-
sponsibility of his position as advance
guard and sets both ears at “Attention,
company front!" No. 2. feels that in case
of mishap he may be called upon to take
command and is giving half his mulish
mind to the matter; one ear is alert,the
other indifferent. No. 3’s expression
indicates clearly that it’s not his pack
train and he doesn’t care: his business is
simply to follow on behind. And there’s
such a likeness in the trio to some types
of humanity!

There was no part of the Exposition

this picture, one of the most striking .that I enjoyed more than the foreign
here, one cord not help the thought buildings. Many entered, saw nothing
that their spirit of rapacity and greed showy at ﬁrst glance, looked a minute

has possessed the land ever since.

You could spend a day here, you de-
cide, but there is so much else to see!
So, with just a glance through the little

l
rooms upstairs, which were the cells of have they but they see not!" One saw

the lay brothers, and another at the so many rare and curious things; there
little court within the walls with its ‘ was such an old world atmosphere about,

or so and left, thinking they had “seen”
all worth seeing. One man said as he
left the India pavilion, “A very little of
that will pacify me!” I thought “ Eyes

 


 

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in the faint odors of sandal wood and
incense, the swarthy-skinned attendants
and the heathenish jargon in which
they chatted,and their native costumes.
The sullen statue in bron ze that guarded
a stairway in the India building with a
sword across it, pointing those who
would ascend to the other side of the
entrance, was quite in keeping with the
oriental surroundings. Beautiful inlaid
and ivory screens partitioned off the
tea-drinkers; the galleries were celled
with Indian rugs and hung with gorge-
ous Indian fabrics threaded with orange
and blue and gold.

A sandal-wood cabinet showed the
ﬁnest and most delicate of hand carv-
ing, in open-work that was almost like
lace—a shrine for Vishnu, the four-
handed deity who looks after the pres-
ervation of the world. There was fur-
niture delicately inlaid with ivory in
hundreds of tiny fractions, represent
ing the patient industry of months by
natives of Mysore; brass-work from Ben-
ares and Poona; embroideries gay with
spangles and gold thread from Burmah,
and embroidery in pure gold thread—-
thread that would never tarnish—upon
satin, and with steel also, its out facets
shining like stars. Carved ivory ele-
phant tusks for paper cutters—a triﬂe
expensive at $125 each; a model of the
tomb of Tai-Mahal, famed for its beauty
the world over, in alabaster, exquisite-
ly beautiful in its pearly whiteness like
milk; and wreaths and ﬂowers in the
same beautiful material; a screen of see-
sum wood over seven feet high, in four
divisions,inlaid with ivory, was marked
$200 and worth it. I never broke the
tenth commandment with such persist.
ence as I did in this building. I es-
pecially yearned for one of the Budhist
idols, which were for sale for a good
round consideration, and had, so I was
assured, been used in temple worship.
They were so uniquely, picturesquely
ugly, so squat and hideous that I want-
ed one dreadfully. Those who would
not admire my taste in idols would sure-
ly covet the model of a boat in ivory,
carved out of a solid piece about twelve
inches long, with its little cabin in
front, its steersman at the wheel, its
twelve rowers in coolie hats with oars
out, daintily cut and so life-like in atti-
tude. There was acheerful scene repre-
senting a Hindoo burial ground, with
little terra cotta ﬁgures engaged in the
various processes of cremating the dead.
The funeral pyre of one is ready for the
torch, relatives are bringing a body,
resting upon a bier borne on their
shoulders; others are watching the
burning pyre, and others again search-
ing in the ashes for the bones of the
burned to cast them into the Ganges.
The building was literally crowded with
curious and beautiful things, some to
be seen but once in a life time. Out-
side, just at the entrance, was an Indian
gun four hundred years old—so the pla-
card said. We were tired out——“ too
tired to go another step;” we backed up

 

against it and sat down. We wondered
why people looked at us and then at a
point a little above us; wondered, but
did not “catch on” till we got up and
saw the placard. Do you suppose people
thought we were ———i But no, I will
not entertain the humiliating supposi-
tion! -

Ceylon’s roof was supported by beauti-
fully carved pillars of satin-wood, teak
and other of her native growths, with
paneled ceiling, and her teas were very
handsomely displayed. I had no idea
there were so many sorts of tea,all with
such ﬂowery names,untll;I saw Ceylon’s,
India’s and J apan’s teas. These samples
don’t look much like what is sold us as
tea, especially the cheap grades. The
Ceylon tea is our English breakfast,and
I don’t like it; tastes too much like a
mild decoction of bay. It is said to be
healthy. I don’t doubt it; l’ve noticed
most disagreeable things are “healthy.”
I’m always willing to give them credit
for the virtue, but not more fond of them
in consequence. The native Cingalese
here were a study; they wore queer
calico trowsers, but alas, for an upper
garment a matter-of-fact United States
woven undershirt replaced _the short
linen jacket which is their coat. The
men wore shell circle combs in their
straight black hair, which was done in
a diminutive and not prepossessing
Psyche knot in the back. Here were
all Ceylon’s especial products —cinnamon
and cloves, pepper, chincona, cocoa,
coffee, cocoanuts, cardamon seeds to
scent the breath, ivory, sandal and
satin-wood boxes and cabinets. Here
too was the handle of the sword of state
carried by the guardian of the sacred
Bo~Tree, of ﬁnest silver; the guard a
dragon, the scabbard beaten silver
curiously and intricately chased; the
ﬁrst books known to Ceylon, written on
strips of wood strung on a cord; a sample
of horoscope writing, the oldest form of
writing known and introduced into
Ceylon 300 years before Christ. And

‘here too their hideous, squat gods,

painted blue and yellow—the yellow
god looked amiable but he certainly
wasn’t pretty. Perhaps he couldn’t be,
and hear the music of the temple drums.
Their houses are made of thatch with
ﬂuted, pointed roofs; here were models
of their wells and buckets and domestic
utensils. Life size ﬁgures of the wild
natives were about as unintelligent in
appearance as anything I ever saw in
human guise, black, ugly, unkempt,
with disheveled black hair and clad
principally in innocence. ,

In Japan’s exhibit in the Agricultural
Building I gathereda recipe for a genu-
ine Japanese sweetmeat. I hope our
housekeepers will see how devoted I
am to their interests. It is “Kenimame,”
and made of haricot beans andeggs and
sugar. Another requires extract of
“J ob's tears” and malt mixed with eggs.
Sounds rather taking, doesn’t it? But
extract of “Job’s tears” was a conun-
drum, ﬁnally solved in British Guinea’s

 

section. The melancholy vegetable is
the seed of a kind of grass, and used
with “crab’s eyes” (a bright red and
black pea), and mimosa seeds for neck-
laces by the natives.

In this exhibit of British Guinea’s,by
the way, are birds more gorgeous than
anything I ever dreamed of. It did not
seem possible plumage could be so glo-
rious, rivalling in brilliance the 001m
of the gayest ﬂowers. Here were birds
of the most vivid of red and orange,
mauve, blue, softest gray and opaline
shades, and humming-birds as brilliant
as jewels, so large in size, so great in
variety. No w0nder the tropical belle
fetters them for ornaments.

BEATBIX.

 

1N EVL’B DEFENSE.

Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage wrote an
article for the Ladies’ Home Journal last
winter which was one of the most ma-
lignant papers on woman for women’s
especial reading, that I ever saw. It
made me thoroughly indignant and
though it has taken me some time to
get arOund to it, I did not mean to let
it go unchallenged. He far exceeds
Bible authority in his assertions, and to
show you the trend of the article I will
quote a little.

“Eve through curiosity was tempted
to taste the forbidden fruit—then she
invited Adam to taste it also; then the
doors of the world ﬂew open and sin en-
tered; then the heavens gathered black~
ness, and the beasts that before were
harmless put forth claw and sting and
tooth and tusk; sharp thorns sprang up
through the grass. All the chords of
that great harmony were broken.”

He accuses Eve of being “the cause
of all sin and confusion in the'world.”
He says “the hand that plucked the
forbidden fruit launched upon the world
all the crimes, the wars and the tumults;
there is no sin on earth that her act-
plucking the apple—did not cause.”

‘I call that horrible stuff to assert in
this day and generation! The accounts
we have of the creation are but legends.
The religions of ages before Christ or
the Christian religion came up0n the
earth had their traditions, and who
knows how much is tradition and how
much is truth?

Some scholars say the tree of which
the ﬁrst pair were forbidden to eat was
the tree of knowledge? If this is true,
instead of causing evil it gave them the
ability to discriminate between good
and evil.

The struggle between the stronger
and the weaker was going on ages be-
fore the earth was a ﬁt habitation for
man. Ever since life began on this
earth the stronger survived and the
weaker were destroyed; the same con-
tinues to this day. There is no animal
or insect that has not a powerful adver-
sary in another more powerful than it-
self which devours it for food or kills
from antipathy. Did Eve cause all this

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struggle since long ages béfore she and
Adam were created?

But women have listened to this sort
of talk until many of them believe their
sex the author of all evil. and take such
a rating as Talmage gives without a
thought.

I should like to know what Mr. Tal-
mage thinks of Adam’s share in the sin!
If man is the stronger and wiser of the
two why was Adam so ready to partake
of the forbidden fruit as soon as Eve
gave it to him? And while I am asking
questions, I will ask another one or
two:

If when God made Adam and Eve and
put them in the Garden of Eden where
was everything needful for them—if He
wished them to remain sinless and in-
nocent, why did He place one tree there
more beautiful than the others and for-
bid them to eat of it? Did God intend
them to disobey, so He could punish
them? Do you believe our God would
do such a thing as that—the God whom
Christ told us was our father and who
loved us more than an earthly father
could? It is not possible.

And if Eve had eaten the fruit of the
tree of knowledge. and had not invited
Adam to partake with her, what would
havebeen his condition then and that
of his descendants now—those who call
themselves the “lords of creation,” the
“head of the woman,” “the lawmakers,”
etc? I am fearful the daughters of Eve
would be calling them “naturals.” You
all know that is what the Scotch call
those who do not know good from evil.

When men—especially those who
aspire to teach the people—can think
of nothing to say more beneﬁcial or
more truthful than this old story of Eve,
it will be to their credit to keep their
mouths closed. Let ministers teach
what Christ taught; that is their mis-
sion. It is an insult to all women to be
told again and again that “through wo-
man came sin into the world.”

RIVERSIDE. PR lSCILL 1.

.___¢...____
BABY’S NEW CLOAK.

I made from an old dress, by aid of a
picture and a yoke Mother Hubbard
pattern, a neat and pretty cloak for my
little girl, just entering her third
winter; one so satisfactory to the little
lassie that she pats it approvinglv and
calls it her “pitty nice coat.”

The material was the remains of a
heavy wool dress,golden brown in color,
which obliginglv submitted to being
turned. I cut a round yoke of velvet,
and deep cuffs, which matched the
goods in color. The pattern is turned
so it opens in front. The skirt is pleat-
ed to the yoke with a narrow heading,
and stitched on twice. There is arbox
pleat three and one-half inches wide in
the back, from which run side pleats to
the shoulders. The sleeves I made very
wide, pléating them into the armholes
and also into the cuffs. Two strips of

velvet I folded over.a canvas interlining,

 

narrowing them toward the ends, and
pleated them quite full, setting them to
stand erect on the shculders and sewing
them in with the sleeves. A little
collar of velvet ﬁnished the neck, and a
bit of ribbon made a bow to fasten it.
The cloak is long enough to just escape
the ﬂoor.

I am much pleased with my success
with a “made over,” as I ama novice at
such work. The only expense was the
half yard of velvet which I had to buy.

BEL

 

CHILDREN'S CLOTHES.

' Mothers who make their boys’ suits
will like to know that they may make
knickerbockers and blouse to match for
boys from ﬁve to ten years old. The
blouse is made with a very deep yokein
front Only, which fastens over on the
side of the right armhole, where hooks
and loops are made for the purpose. It

is sewed in on the left shoulder and-

armhole seams, and brought over on the
right after the blouse is buttoned. A
wide sash is added if liked. The back
is straight and moderately full. For
the ﬁve and six year olds the yoke is
sometimes prettily made of velvet, with
cuffs to match; for older boys ‘the yoke
may be trimmed with lines of worsted
braid; or, if the suit is of cotton, with
linen galloon.

A kilt skirt is laid in regular pleats,
and falls below the knees. The jacket
of the same has a square turned-over
collar, and straight fronts; the jacket is
long enough to hide the union of the
kilt With the waist worn under it. The
sleeves are full, gathered or pleated in-
to bands that button at the wrist. A
gay Windsor silk tie is knotted under
the collar. Cheviot, camel’s hair, ﬂannel
and cashmere are used for such suits.

A plain full skirt is slightly gored
and has a three inch hem; with it is worn
a full blouse belted with the same mate-
rial, the only trimming being rows of
braid round the yachting collar and
down the straight fronts. f

A pretty suit of gray cheviot to be
worn with a blue ﬂannel shirt waist,has
the knee pants coming well below the
knees. Three buttons are set on the
outside seam about an inch and half
apart and three inches from the bot-
tom. The jacket is new and stylish,
and much longer than boys from ﬁve to
seven—for whom the suit is designed—-
have worn. To get the correct length,
make the skirts, on the under arm seam,
as long as the distance from armhole to
waist line—a 10ng waist. The jacket is
fastened with a tab in front, and a shield
ﬁlls the spacedisclosed by the collar,
which rolls back like revers and is
square in the back; it has three rows of
braid for trimming. Four buttons are
set on each side for ornament. one to
hold the tab in place, apparently; it is
buttoned invisibly on the inside. A
patch pocket is on each side, and all the
edges are double stitched.

A pretty Empire dress for a girl from

 

seven to nine years of age has a short
waist and long skirt, the waist consist-
ing of a puff falling over the union of
the skirt and waist, with a fall of lace
set in; the puff is shirred three times
round the neck to form the collar.
Sleeves have Empire puﬂ’s, and the cuffs
are of lace. A lace ﬂounce headed by a
put! surrounds the skirt. This would
be beautiful made up in blue or rose
cashmere, with puffs of silk, and coarse
coffee-colored lace.

An outer coat for a six-year old has
loose full fronts,a back laid in box pleats
that are double on the sides where they
meet in the centre of the back, worn
With a belt of the material fastened by
a tab with two buttons upon it. Sleeves
are coat shape but roomy, with cuﬂs
simulated by two rows of stitching. A
row of buttons closes the front and the
cloak reaches within an inch of the
bottom of the dress. A round collarette
ﬁve inches deep, slightly pointed in
front, is lined with silk and shirred to
ﬁt the neck. All the edges are machine
stitched except the bottom of the gar-
ment, which is turned up and blind
stitched, but which might quite as suit-
ably be ﬁnished with stitching. A
round hat is set well back on the head;
it is trimmed with two rosettes at the
back and one set inside the brim slight-
ly inclining to the left side.

The “cutest” cloak for a wee toddler
was of scarlet ﬂannel, cut a loose sack '
shape. It had a cape attached in pleats
on the shoulders, falling over the
sleeves, which had Empire puffs and
deep cuﬂ‘s which, with the cape, were
trimmed with bands of curly white
lamb’s wool and rows of narrow white
braid. A band of the wool went round
the neck and bordered one edge down
the front, the garment being closed with
hooks and loops. A dark haired baby
would look a veritable Little Red Rid-
ing Hcod in such a coat, with which
should be worn a close cap or hood of
the ﬂannel, trimmed with a band of the
wool having for a face trimming a full
ruche of quilled lace. A bow or rosette
is in the front.

 

TROUBLE WITH DAB LIAS.

Mrs. E. B. B., of East Cohoctah,asks:
“What is the matter with my dahlias?
I removed them from the grOund to-day
and found them covered with a ﬁne
white insect which looks like a cabbage
louse, only it is snow white. Can you
tell me a remedy, and whether they will
destroy the roots? The soil is a stiff
clay, enriched with black muck, sand,
and sheep manure.”

Is it not possible the roots are affect-

ed by a fungus instead of a louse? If
the latter, however, brush the tubers
and roots to remove them, keeping
watch and repeating the brushing as
necessary. Trim oi! the old roots. If
a fungus, we know no remedy, but per-
haps our “ﬂower 1adv”—Mrs. Fuller—
does, and will give it. At all events it
will be safer to plant the bulbs in a new
location another year.

 

 


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THE HYDRANGEA.

A small slip or plant with still tender

mots may be kept through winter in a
growing condition, but when a plant of
Hydrangea is well established allow it
tobecome nearly dry, place it in the
cellar where it will not mildew, and let
it remain until spring. It may be
watered slightly if the cellar is quite
dry,and should be examined occasional-
ly to see that the stalks do not shrivel
or. whether the plant is attacked by mil-
dew, which is ever sure destruction to
plant life in any form Dahlia tubers.
lily bulbs, geranium plants. anything in
the line stored in the cellar or any
room must have plenty of air to pre-
vent the dampness that precedes mil-
dew. In all cases, for sake of health, a
cellar below living rooms (which is
usual in country homes) should never
be entirely closed until absolutely neces-
sary to exclude frost.
. In the spring the Hydrangea may be
brought to a window and its needs in
the way of fresh. rich soil attended to.
Fresh 5011 should be added to the soil.
or else a new and large pot furnished,
as they grow roots in good proportion
to. age and‘ sins of plant. Water with
tepid water principally.and occasionally
give liquid: fertiliz 3r, for with the new
growth buds will soon form and only
constant care and thrift at this time
will insure success. When in bud and
bloom they require an abundance of
water. The ﬂowers last a long time,
and longer still if not exposed to the
hot sun through mid-day.

Slips are easily started in bottles of
water or wet sand. Spring is the best
time to start them.

[aurora MRS M. A. FULLER.

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A ICEOOL—MA’AM’S WOES .

I wonder if any of the members of the
HOUSEHOLD have ever posed as country
“school-ma'ams” alias public martyrs?
If not, you have missed an experience
which leaves one as meek as Moses and
as patient as Job ever dared be. And
have any of you ever lived—existed I
mean. in a northern lumber region? If
you haven’t, come up, and you’ll return
so completely satisﬁed with your pres-
ent surroundings that it won’t be any
“better farther on.”

. Think of living in a place where the
only literature is the local paper; where
the church privileges are limited to
semi-occasional preaching! But it has
some advantages; one can study human
nature. and then say with the old lady
that “It takes all kinds of people to
make a world and I’m proper glad I
aint one of ’em.”

There are many Hoosiers in this
place, and .many Buckeyes. The Eco-
siers work an “alreadystill” into their
conversation on all possible occasions,
while the Ohio people tell of being
“down in Obi-uh back-there.” I don’t
blame them, for I’ve wished a hundred

times since coming here that l was
“down in D stroit back-there,” or in
some other equally good place.

Can E L. Nye or any other teacher,
recommend some never fail sort of per-
suasion that will bring parents to see the
need of and provide their children with
books?

I have stood on the identical pier and
viewed the same scenery of which A.
H. J. wrote a few weeks ago. I taught
school about two and one-half miles
from the cottages a few winters ago,and
know much of the inner life of those
ﬁshermen. D. H. G.

THE Cosmopolitan. at $1.50 a year, is
something no family can afford to dis-
pense with; in fact, it is “ cheaper than
‘going without.” The September issue,
the World’s Fair number, is a splendid
antribution to Exposition literature
and would do credit to Harper or the
Century in point of excellence of illustra-
tions, typographical make-up and table
of contents. The demand for this
number has been so great that local
news-dealers have been unable to supply
it. and a third edition has been order-
ed by the publishers.

A PRETTY way to make a frame for a
vignette photograph especially a child’s,
is to cut a circle out of heavy pasteboard
which shall be seven inches in diame-
ter. In the centre of this cut a circle
four inches in~ diameter. Cover one
side of this with cotton wadding put on
loosely. Cut a strip of delicate hued
silk a yard long and four inches wide,
sew together in a circle and press the
seams; gather each edge. Sewone edge
of this on the wrong side of the circle,
keeping the gathers even. Pull it
through the opening and puff loosely,
securing the other edge over the outer
edge of the pasteboard circle with slip
stitches. Cut a circle of paper to match
the silk if possible, arrange the picture
in place, and paste the circle over back
of the picture and the frame with stiff
ﬂour paste. This is quite pretty and
dainty.

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HOUSEHOLD anus.

RATHER than scald tomatoes to re-
move the skin, slice them unpared. To
scald a tomato which you propose to eat
uncooked, is to spoil it.

ALL traces of mud can easily be re-
moved from black clothes by rubbing
the spots with a raw potato cut in half.
So says one who tried it.

TINC'I‘URE of lobelia. it is alleged,
will kill a felon. Applied when the
ﬁnger begins to swell, it will prevent
the further development of these pain-
ful visitors.

U“I HAVE discovered an easy method
of restoring tarnished silver to its ﬁrst
appearance. Silverware becomes so
blackened from the sulphur smoke that

 

 

I was disgusted with mine. However,
I forgot a little cream in a jug; it sour-
ed, and on cleaning it I noticed the bot-
tom was like new silver. I immediate-
1y put all I had in buttermilk for a few
hours. The carving became as fresh as
at ﬁrst. Any kind of sour milk is just
as good.”- Christian Union.

EVERY one agrees to the excellence
of the codes sold at the Brazilian, Gua-
temalan, Costa Rican and Haytian cafes
on the Exposition grounds. To provide
two thousand cups. between 60 and 70
pounds of codes are roasted and ground.
It is made in a Vienna machine, by the
drip process: no egg, codﬁsh skin, or
any other stuff is used to “settle it,and
it is never allowed to boil. To boil
colfee is a sin in the estimation of these
people who grow the coffee bean and
make the best possible beverage from
it.

THERE are two ways of preparing
pumpkin for pies. One is to cook it
rapidly for about twenty minutes or
half an hour in abundance of water,
after peeling, removing the seeds and
cutting it in pieces. The other is to
put the pumpkin, peeled and sliced and
with the seeds removed, into a pot with
about two inches depth of water, mere-
ly to prevent its burning. The pot is
covered closely and the pu npkin is
cooked slowly in this way for about six
hours, when the water will be exhaust-
ed and the pumpkin will be found to
have acquired a certain sweetness which
it never has when cooked in the more
rapid way.

Contributed Recipes.

PEACH Pun—Peel, stone and slice the
peaches. Line a pie-tin with crust and lay
in your fruit, sprinkling sugar liberally over
it in proportion to its sweetness. Allow
three peach kernels chopped ﬁne to each pie;
pour in a very little water and bake with an ‘
upper crust. or with cross—bars of paste
across the top. °

Paxcu Mnameun I’m—Stew the peaches,
and sweeten to taste. mash smooth, and sea-
son with nutmeg. Fill the crust and bake
until just done. Take the whites of three
eggs, whip to a stiif froth,sweeten with three
tablespoonfuls of powdered sngar.ﬂavor with
rose-water or vanilla. beat until it will stand
alone. then spread it on the pie an inch thick;
put in the ove to set, not brown.

GRAPE Pia. —Grapes are best for pies when
tender and green; the: require stewing and
straining to get rid of the seeds; then sweet-
en to the taste. Allow one half pint of sugar
to a medium-sized pie; put in the sugar and
grapes in alternate layers.in deep pie plates,
add a tablespoonful of water to each pie.

PLAINWELL. Z. E. B. 0.

GREEN GRAPE Panama—Take out the
seeds, for which purpose a penknife is most
convenient, and weigh the fruit. Cook with
an equal quantity of sugar until thoroughly
done. The ﬂavor is thought by many to be
more delicate than that of preserve made
from ripened grapes. B.

 

