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I IMPROVED 
BUTTER COLOR 
THE OLD RELIABLE HALLADAY 
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put in a layer of potatoes, then sprinkle with 
white sugar, add a few bits of butter, then 
cover with more slices and thus fill up the 
dish. Pour over a little water in which you 
have put a teaspoonful of lemon extract, 
cover with paste and bake. Eat cold and 
pass cheese with it. 
TONGU3! PASTE. 
Boil until very tender, skin, remove fat 
and bony pieces and pound to a paste. Season 
with a dash of cayenne. To each pint of the 
paste allow a tablespoonful of melted butter 
and a small teaspoonful of made mustard. 
Pack tightly in little earthen jars. Pour 
melted butter over the top, cover, and keep 
cool. C. C. C. 
well trained mind often achieves great results 
with a weak body. Finally, the boy or girl, 
who cannot work hard, and wear mean 
apparel and eat plain coarse food for the 
priceless gain of education, deserves what he 
is sure to receive in life, an inferior station. 
blossoming flowers tells silently where a great 
hope was buried, and though her heart aches 
with its weight of mother love unsatisfied, 
Annie does not complain. “His will be done.” 
Once more the little organ is retuned, and of 
evenings Annie’s voice floats forth, accompa¬ 
nied by her husband’s clear tenor. Birds and 
flowers and books are plenty. Love and unity 
are there, the dear old mother smiles. Mar¬ 
tha comes in one afternoon and sniffs con¬ 
temptuously at the “nick-nacks” “that never 
bring in anything,” But Ernest silences her 
effectually with one of bis looks and a few 
firmly spoken words; but she does tell -Josiah 
that night that she never saw snob a mess of 
geese, with that Mis. Slade to work there 
every day, to take all the money Ernest could 
turn out of the wheat and potatoes. 
Eva Ames. 
A Chapter tor Husbands and Wives, 
PART II. 
MUTTON SOUP. 
Three pounds of bone and meat Crack 
the bones and cut up the meat. Pour over 
three quarts of water, add two onions, a 
spoonful of chopped parsley, one turnip, one 
carrot, pepper and salt. Simmerthree hours, 
strain, add one-half cup of barley which has 
been soaked three hours in water and cook 
gently until the barley is tender. There should 
be two quarts of soup when it is done. 
OYSTER SOUP. 
Two quarts of oysters, one quart of rich 
milk, two tablespoonfuls of butter, a cupful 
of hot water, pepper and salt. Strain the 
liquor from the oysters, to it add the water, 
and heat. When it boils add the seasoning 
then the oysters. Cook five minutes, pour 
into the tureen, stir in the boiling milk and 
serve. Long Island. 
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TWO SIDES OF A QUESTION. 
I have read with much interest the article, 
“ Woman’s Work is Never Done,” and also 
the remarks upon it in last week’s Rural. 
Such a subject was far too interesting to pass 
unnoticed, and I expected some discussion 
from the trenchant pens of your contributors. 
There is much truth in the old saw which 
formed the title of the first article, but after 
all, does not the loaf getter toil as well as the 
loaf-giver, as the lady of the house was 
styled Ly the Saxons. 
We read so much of the devoted, self-deny¬ 
ing wife toiling for a thankless husband, just 
as we read of the loving husband working to 
support in luxury a frivolous doll-wife; are 
we, theD, to infer tbat there are no homes 
where the husband is indeed the house band 
and the wife the helpmeet—spear-half and 
spindle-half—as the Saxons said, each working 
apart and yet together for the good of their 
household ? 
If a woman’s daily round of duty seems dull 
and sordid, it is because she makes it so. It is 
just as easy for Abigail, in her cotton gown, 
to have grand thoughts and noble aspirations 
as for Miss Flora Mac Flimsey in her robe of 
satin. Love and duty will gild the humblest 
lives. And after all, what cun be a greater 
destiny than that of the wife and mother i 
She holds in her toil-worn hands the keys of a 
nation’s greatness. Man builds four walls and 
she makes it a home. She holds the fate of the 
little lives entrusted to her charge and moulds 
them at her will. While her tausbaud’s busi 
ness prosperity depends entirely on himself, 
his social position depends on her. It was well 
enough for Tennyson to tell bis “shallow- 
hearted Amy” that her husband’s grossness 
would have power to drag her down; had 
Amvben a true-hearted woman she would 
have raised him, or remained alone on her 
higher level. Our lives are what we make 
them; whether for good or evil, our paths are 
before us; it only depends on ourselves which 
we take. Emily Louise Taplin. 
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tidy up. Now don’t get up;" and he goes I 
out quietly and leaves ber. Annie did not 
get up that next morning, she lay quite still; 
but her cheeks were burning red, and toward 
noon, she talked continually. Ernest hover¬ 
ed over her, too much alarmed to think of 
his work, and bending with quivering lips to 
listen to her words. “ Mother, mother I want 
you, though I love Ernest so much. Put 
your hand on that hot place, do; my head is 
on fire. Oh ! I am so tired, so tired, and I 
never conld please his folks. Ernest, mother,” 
and the poor head is so confuse I that no sense 
can be made of the rambling talk. Has he 
been crazy he wonders to himself, has he tak¬ 
en the care he should of the priceless gift en¬ 
trusted to him ? And when a few days later 
a snowy-haired woman bends over the sick 
bed, whose tears fall like rain as “ mother, 
mother, come to me,” falls from the parched 
lips, he falls on his knees and sobs aloud that 
God must spare her to him, that he may be to 
her what he should have been in the past; for 
the doctor says her recovery is doubtful, 
words that crush out hope and almost life, 
from the two who love her so dearly. The 
mother love has divined much, but she does 
not say aught save this; “My son we must 
wait, and pray, ’tis all we can do, and whatever 
unintentional wrong has been committed in 
the past, will be forgiven 1 know', in this our 
darkest hour.” And he, holding her baud, 
with his eyes riveted on his wife’s face, all 
night sits and watches, dreading, though 
longing for the morning’s dawm. 
It comes at last, and waking, the eyes of 
Annie with the feverish wildness all gone, 
looks from one to the other wonderingly. 
As ber weak mind takes it in that her mother 
is really there, a great happiness steals over 
her face and her eyes close, while she lies so 
still and looks so white that they fear her feet, 
are already treading the dark valley. But 
after a while she opens her eyes and fixes 
them on her husband’s face; he know’s what 
she would ask, but he cannot tell her, man 
though he is, that the tiny form bo had gazed 
upon with hot blinding tears, was dead; that 
the little waxy hands were still and could 
never respond to the mother’s touch. When 
she knew it all, she begged that it might be 
laid beside her, and when they did so, she 
touched the tiny form reverently, and slept 
with its icy head folded close against the lov¬ 
ing, sorrowing breast. 
“Will I die, Ernest ?" says the weak voice 
after they have gently taken the wee form 
from her clasp, after she wakes: “Please, God, 
no my darling,” and the broken voice is/uost 
eloquent. “Oh! my wife, forgive me—” 
She lays her thin hand beseechingly over his 
lips. “Plush, you have never been anything 
but true: tender and true, Douglas, Douglas, 
my king.’” “But l have seen you w r oik and 
let you do it, aud did not know —” “You 
worked hard, my poor boy; you have done 
nothing, simply nothi ig, wrong.” Then, af¬ 
ter a time of silence, during which the mother 
stole in and sat beside them. “Put Vlviaon 
the little stone, Ernest, thut is mother’s name, 
you know-,” then drawing each a hand beside 
her face, onesuubrowued and hard, the other 
wrinkled and old, she prayed Heaven to al¬ 
ways bless them, the only oues she loved, and 
whom she must soon leave. Who Rhall tell 
the anguish of that timei But Annie did not 
die; contrary to the doctor’s predictions and 
everybody’s, Annie came slowly back to 
health. The mother never left her, the hus¬ 
band never forgot, aud no woman was so 
happy and thankful as Annie to be always 
with these two, her all. A little mound of 
GRAHAM GRIDDLE CAKES. 
The best pancakes we have ever eaten were 
made with sweet milk, egg and Graham flour. 
One quart of sweet milk, two beaten eggs, a 
little salt, and Graham flour, with a teaspoon¬ 
ful and a half of baking powder mixed with 
it, stirred in to make a thin batter. Beat and 
begin to bake at once. 
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PROFESSOR 
QUESTIONS ANSWERED 
FOAMING SAUCE. 
I read of puddings being served with foam¬ 
ing sauce, will you please give directions for 
making it ? Mrs. Thos. B. 
Ans.—A cupful of butter, two of powdered 
sugar, whites of two eggs, one-fourth teacup¬ 
ful of boiling water and two spoonfuls of 
brandy. First cream the butter, gradually 
stir in the sugar, beating to a cream; add ti e 
whites (unbeaten), one at a time (beat after 
each), then the brandy, beating all the time. 
Stir in the boiling water, place tbe bowl (or 
whatever you are making the sauce in) in a 
basin of hot water and stir for four minutes, 
or until frothy and smooth. 
SUNSHINE‘CAKE. 
I have been told sunshine cake is made like 
angel cake, only the yelks of the eggs are 
used. Can you enlighten me ? 
Mrs. E. Miller. 
Ans—T he whites of eleven eggs and the 
yelks only of six are used. Sift granulated 
sugar and measure out one and one-half cup¬ 
fuls, one cupful of sifted flour, a teaspoonful of 
cream-of-tartar and one of orange extract. 
Sift the flour and cream-of-tartar together four 
times. Beat the whites to a very stiff froth, 
and gradually stir in the sugar. Beat the 
yelks as long as you do tbe whites, and stir 
lightly into tbe whites and sugar. Add the 
extract and finally the flour. Stir quickly 
aud lightly, aud beat until the mixture goes 
into the oven. Bake in the same kind of a 
pan that is used for angel cake. Bake for 50 
minutes in a slow oven. Do not grease the 
pan. Turn the pan upside down after the 
baking, letting the corners rest on something, 
so that a current of air will pass under and 
over it. 
GOLDEN FROSTING. 
Please tell me how to frost cuke with the 
yelks of eggs. Mrs. B. 
Ans.—B eat slightly the yelks of two eggs; 
make thick with' powdered sugar, aud flavor 
strongly with orange or lemon. 
COFFEE JELLY. 
Please give recipe for the above, h. r. k. 
Ans. —A box of gelatine, a pint and a half 
of boiling water, seaut half a pint of cold 
water, a pint of perfectly clear, strong coffee 
and a pint of granulated sugar. Soak the 
gelatine in the cold water for two or three 
hours,then pour in the boiling water, and when 
it is dissolved add the sugar and coffee. 
Strain, turn into moulds and set away to 
harden. Serve w ith cream and sugar. 
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Made from Professor Horsford’s Acid 
Phosphate. 
Recommended by loading physicians. 
Makes lighter biscuit, cake*, etc., and 
is healthier than ordinary Raking Pow¬ 
der. 
In cans. Sold at a reasonable price. 
The llorsford Almanac and Cook Book 
sent free. 
Romford Chemical Works, Providence, R. I. 
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Domestic Ccononuj 
CONDUCTED BY EMILY MAPLE. 
DOMESTIC RECIPES. 
OILED FLOORS. 
I think oiled doors are to be preferred to 
painted floors and twice a year I have my 
kitchen floor oiled with boiled linseed oil in 
which a little burnt umber has been mixed. 
It is best to apply the oil hot with a paint or 
scrubbing brush. Rub it in well. Wipe the 
floor up with clean, warm water only, as soap 
would undo the work done by oiling. 
BROILED QUAIL. 
Pick and singe, split down the back, cut off 
the head and the legs at the first joint, wipe 
out with a damp cloth, season with salt and 
pepper, rub thickly with soft butter then 
dredge with flour. Broil over a bright fire live 
minutes for each side, and serve with a few 
strips of broiled bacon on hot buttered toast. 
Miss. C. Bacon. 
A NEW DISCOVERY 
tyFor several years wo have furnished the 
Dairymen of America with an excellent arti- 
lli-ial color fur ImOerj so meritorious that ft met 
Iwith gnat success everywhere receiving the 
highest and only prizes at both International 
.Dairy Fairs. 
I trHut by patient and scientific chemical re¬ 
search wo have improved tn several points, and 
| now uircr this new color as the bent in the world. 
It Will Not Color the Buttermilk. It 
Will Not Turn Rancid. It Is the 
Cheapest Color Made, 
tTTAnd, while prepared In oil, is so compound 
ed llmt it Is impossible (or it to in come rancid. 
I tVSEWARE of nil imitations, ami ot all 
other oil colors for they arc liable to become 
rancid and spoil the butter. 
I IVK you cannot pet the “improved” write us 
to know where and how to get It without extra 
I expenses. GB) 
WELLS, nifllARDSON St CO., llurllnctnn, Tt. 
TO PROTECT PAINT WHEN CLEANING DOOR 
KNOBS 
Take a piece of rouud.pasteboard as large 
as required, cut a small hole in the center, 
large enough to just encircle the small part 
of the knob, then slit the paper from the hole 
to the circumference. This slipped on when 
polishing knobs will keep the paint from being 
rubbed off as well as becoming soiled. 
EXCELLENT SQUASH PIE. 
One pint of steamed squash, mashed and 
rubbed through the colander, two cups of new 
milk, one cup of sugar, three eggs beaten 
light, half a teaspoonfi 1 of ginger and a little 
salt. Bake with an under crust. k. j. g. 
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AGUE CURE 
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Fever. Remittent Fever, Dumb Ague, Bilious Fever 
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trial, dealers are authorized by our circular of July 
1st, 1SS2, to refund the money. 
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Sold by nil Druggists. 
Hornford’j* Acid Phosphate 
In Dyspepsia. 
Dr. A. Jenkins, Great Falls, N. H.,says: 
“ I have prescribed it, and can testify to its 
seemingly almost specific virtues in cases of 
dyspepsia, nervousness, and morbid vigilance 
or wakefulness. Ada. 
SWEET POTATO PIE. 
Boil the potatoes until two-thirds done, 
cool, skin and cut crosswise into rather thin ( 
slices. Lme your pie tin with a good crust, 
a week In your own town. Terms and #5 outfit 
free. Address H&llett A Co., Portland. Maine. 
$ 5 t,o 20 
per day at home. Samples worth $5 free 
Address Stinson A Oo , Portland, Me. 
