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Beat the whites of the eggs to a stiff froth, and 
add to the above, ar.d stir in f lb flour. Lastly, 
mix with these one cocoanut grated, and bake as 
you would any ordinary cake. If red-colored co¬ 
coanut candy is used instead of the cocoanut, it 
will make the cake look very pretty. Prepared 
thus it is sometimes called “ beef-steak cake.” 
If you wish to dream of unheard-of and terrible 
monsters, eat plentifully of it just before bed¬ 
time. 
Boiled Bread 1’udiliisg. 
An economical dessert and a very good one, 
also. Take about one pound of the scraps of dry 
bread you have saved, and break into small 
pieces; pour on enough hot water to soak it 
thoroughly. Let it cool, and then mix with it 1 
quart of milk, 3 eggs, and a little salt. A few 
raisins will not injure it. Put in a pudding bag 
and boil it an hour. Serve it up with molasses, 
or sauce according to your taste. 
Apple Preserves. 
Almost everybody can make apple sauce, and 
some make it very good ; but this dish for a va¬ 
riety is quite a treat. Pare and core the apples, 
cutting them in halves or quarters as you like. 
For every pound of apples take f lb. sugar and 
make a syrup, by adding water sufficient to keep 
it from burning, while heating it over a slow fire. 
When the syrup is boiling hot remove it from the 
fire, put the apples in and let them stand one 
night. This will toughen and prevent them from 
falling to pieces. Then boil them over a slow 
fire until they are cooked tender. If loaf sugar 
is used, the preserves will be very clear and 
handsome. If the syrup is made of brown sugar 
it should be well skimmed before putting in the 
fruit, and also while cooking. 
Uncle Frank’s Ckat with tkc Boys and 
Girls. 
RAMBLF.S ABOUT LAKE SUPERIOR. 
I spent a great portion of the Summer before last in the 
Lake Superior country, ami I assure you I was intense¬ 
ly interested in my adventures there. It is situated so far 
north, that the climate, the face of the country, the races 
of animals and vegetables, all strike us as peculiar and 
novel. I wish there were more birds in that region. It 
is too cold for most of the songsters that gladden our hearts 
here in this milder clime. Lake Superior is of itself one 
of the wonders of the world. Think of a sheet of fresh 
water four hundred miles long. The navigation of it 
seemed to me almost precisely like that of the Ocean. In 
proceeding from the Sault Ste. Marie, to Marquette, we 
are out of sight of land for ten or twelve hours. The 
depth of Lake Superior is quite respectable, too—in many 
places little short of one-thousand feet. The water is as 
clear as crystal. I have seen every object on the bottom, 
at a depth of twenty-five feet, as distinctly as if I had been 
looking through glass. 
The place which I called my home while I staid in those 
northern regions is called Marquette, so named after one 
of the early Jesuit missionaries who labored there. These 
missionaries, by the way, were very zealous and self-de¬ 
nying men. They devoted themselves to the work of 
converting the Indians with an energy seldom equaled. 
And they did a great deal for the red man. They gave 
him a measure of civilization, and they introduced him to 
a religion as unlike his as light is to darkness—though we 
may differ as to its value. One of the churches these Jesuits 
formed at La Pointe, (situated on one of the Apostle 
Islands) still survives the changes which that district of 
country has undergone. The edifice is comparatively 
modern ; but it has always been supported by the society 
of Jesuits, from the time of Marquette till now. 1 hap¬ 
pened to be at La Pointe on the Sabbath, and strolled into 
this little church during the services. It was full almost 
to overflowing. Quite three-fourths of the congregation, 
I should think, were Indians, dressed in all sorts of w ays, 
and in some instances, in scarcely viny way at all. I didn’t 
take much of a fancy, I must sav, to the Indians about 
Lake Superior. Those who are wild, and who spend 
most of their time in the woods, only coming among civ¬ 
ilized people at rare intervals, as a wolf will come prowl¬ 
ing around a farm-house, after something to appease his 
appetite, are just the most disgusting specimens of hu¬ 
manity, so far as the outw ard appearance goes, that 1 ever 
saw in my life. I can’t think the men comb their hair 
oftener than once in half a century. A blanket is all they 
ever wear in the shape of clothing, though they are load¬ 
ed down with cheap trinkets. Their faces are hideously 
and grotesquely painted, and turkey’s quills abound in the 
matted hair. 
But about the pastor of the little church at La Pointe. 
He was a very young man, with a countenance full of 
good nature. His sermon (which was in French) was a 
mere talk, but no doubt quite up to the standard of the 
intellect of his hearers- I was so well pleased with his 
appearance, that I followed him to his little room in the 
rear of the church, and had a long talk with him. I found 
him a fine scholar and very much of a gentleman. 
The two great sources of wealth in this northern penin¬ 
sula, are the iron and the copper mines. Fiom Mar¬ 
quette is a good point to visit the iron region. About 16 
miles from this place, companies are working the mines. 
The miners don’t have to go down into the bowels of the 
earth to get the metal. It lies above the surface, in the 
form of huge rocks or hillocks, and is separated from its 
bed and made ready for transportation by blasting. There 
are literally whole mountains of solid iron where the 
miners are at w ork. 
The copper region is further west. In these mines, it is 
necessary to go down hundreds of feet into the ground. I 
threaded my way through one mine. It is no child’s play, 
I assure you ; we put on a miner’s dress, and stick a tal¬ 
low candle on the front of our caps, and then walk, or go 
carefully (and perhaps tremulously) down a steep ladder, 
or crawl, worm-fashion, as circumstances require. 
Trout-fishing is fine in every part of the Lake Superior 
country which I visited; I used to catch enough for a din¬ 
ner in a very short time ; though the little fellows, like 
all the rest of their race whose acquaintance I have made, 
were very shy, and frequeutly eluded all my art, and 
laughed at all my powers of persuasion. But enough 
about this topic now. 
TIIE FIRST OATIl. 
There, my little friend, that w ill do. You miglitas well 
stop right where you are. Swearing is evidently not in 
your line of business. I guess this is the first time you 
ever attempted anything of the kind—is’nt it ? Well, I 
thought so. You make as bungling work of swearing as a 
young rooster does of crowing. It w ould really be laugh¬ 
able, if it wasn’t wicked. Now, look here, my friend, 
let me give you a morsel of advice. Never undertake to 
swear again, as long as you live. There is nothing good 
in it. I haven’t a doubt that you could learn the art to 
perfection, after some practice, under a competent mas¬ 
ter-some one who has made profanity a sort of profession. 
But it will not pay. Swearing is not a desirable accom¬ 
plishment for a man, though many boys of your age seem 
to think so. It is low and vulgar, besides being wicked. 
Pray don’t learn to use profane language. The habit is 
like that of drinking rum. lfyou don’t keep a sharp look¬ 
out, you may fall into it before you are aware of what 
you are doing; and having once formed the habit, it will be 
almost sure to grow upon you, until you can hardly keep 
from mixing up more or less profanity with all you say. 
Set a watch over your tongue, my dear boy. Let it never 
speak any word which you would bo ashamed to have 
vour mother hear 
AuntSiic’s ILetter. 
Hear Mr. Ebitor You have provided your “boys 
and girls” with a “ Grandmother” and an Uncle Frank, 
will you admit into the circle an “Aunt Sue,” just for a 
few- minute’s chat? I want to loll them what fun we had 
the other evening, afler all the lessons were learned, and 
when we all drew closer round the fire, to keep it warm 
“ Let’s play I'm coming ,” said Charley. “ Oh, yeth, do 
chimed in Jimmy, who has mastered the alphabet, wHh 
one or tw o crooked exceptions, but not a single a — b ab 
“Yau begin, Aunt Sue.” 
Avnt Sue.—Well, I’m coming. 
Minnie. —What are you coming by ? 
Aunt Sue. —It. C. 
Cliarl<y, Fanny, Mary.—Rail-car. • 
Aunt Sue. —No. 
Minnie.—Rocking-chair. 
Aunt Sue. —Yes. Now' it’s your turn Minnie. 
Minnie. — Well I’m coming by F. P. 
Charley , Fanny.— Flower-pot—front, parlor. 
Mary. —Fire-place. 
Minnie —Mary has guessed it. 
Jimmy.— Now let me do it. L. 
Jimmy looks very proud, and we all guess Lion, Lady, 
Locket, Lily, and everything we can think of beginning 
with L. ; all wrong. “ Give it up, Jimmy, What is it?” 
Jimmy is delighted that we are all so puzzled and at 
length tells us it is “ elbow Please bear iu mind that 
Jimmy is between 4 and 5 years old, the rest of us all un¬ 
der 10—with the exception of Aunt Sue, who is a trifle 
more than that. 
By and by Jimmy wanted to have “another turn,” 
w hich was willingly ac.corded ; and after looking round 
for a subject, at length announced that he came by Y. 
Again we were unsuccessful; and no wonder; Master 
Jimmy' had come by a wine-glass 1 Now I rather approve 
of the young gentleman’s economical way of spelling 
L-hoiu and Yn-glass , and think he deserves considerable 
credit for ingenuity. Who agrees with me? 
Aunt Sue. 
Welcome, w'elcome, Aunt Sue ! The Editor is ever so 
glad to have you join our company. Helms been going 
to send you a special invitation this long time. Willi 
Grandmother, Uncle Frank, Aunt Sue, and the Editor— 
and—and—the two hundred thousand Boys and Girls that 
were reckoned up last month, isn’t there a good time 
ahead?.That Jimmy is a cute one. He must belong 
to our company. That’s a nice play, Aunt Sue. We 
shall go right home and play it with our Willie and Char¬ 
lie to-night—though Charlie will hardly join us—he’s so 
little, hut his sister Sarah will speak for him.— Ed. 
Wrong; EsidL Foremost, 
“ O father,” said little Johnny, as he came out of the 
garden one bright morning, before breakfast. “ The beans 
have come up wrong end foremost!” He had been very 
happy iri dropping the beans into the hills for his father 
when they were planted ; had watched impatiently for 
them to come up ; and now, when the sprout had pushed 
the bean itself up, he thought there was something wrong. 
“ Come, and see,” he said, “ They have come up wrong 
end foremost, and split in two.” “ No, Johnny,” said his 
father, “ there’s nothing wrong about it. The bean swells 
in the ground, and sends out two sprouts, one of which 
goes down into the ground, and forms roots to draw from 
the eartli food for the other sprout, which pushes upwards, 
as you see, and as it grows, will bear the leaves and the 
new beans. These two halves of the bean that was plant¬ 
ed—“ split in two,” you say—are only shells that will de¬ 
cay, having given life to the sprouts, W'hich form the 
growing roots and stem. All vegetable life springs from 
death. The seed dies in giving life to the new plant. 
“ What thou sowest is not quickened except it die.” 
So says the Great Author of all vegetable, animal, and 
spiritual life. Our souls will rise from the death of our 
bodies to a new and endless life. The “ Natives,” 
when potatoes were first introduced into this country, 
picked the bai'.s, or “ apples ” from the top and ate 
them, thinking any were the new potatoes, and all that 
was to be eaten. The balls were so bitter, they des¬ 
pised them, and could not afterward easily be persuad 
ed to eat potatoes , which are so good, as you know 
They were ignorant, and made a great mistake, as you 
did when you thought the beans came up wrong end first. 
Different vegetables and fruits grow very differently— 
some fra the ground, as the potato and turnip. Same on 
the ground, as the melon and squash. Some on a small 
bush or stalk, as beans and grains, and some on trees, as 
apples and pears. Variety is one of the beauties of 
creation. But none grow wrong end foremost. “ As for 
God, his wav is perfect.” God makes no mistakes. 
M. 
