THE BUBAL WEW-YOBKEB. 
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in tepid water until the salt is well out of them, 
slice one-third of an inch thick, roll in flour 
and fry in butter. Excellent with beef steak 
or cold meat. 
Hominy may also lie cooked in a variety of 
acceptable ways. Wash a cupful of hominy 
in two waters and stir it into a quartof salted 
boiling water. Boil for nearly an hour in a 
double boiler, stirring from time to time. Mix 
together a pint of the warm hominy, a pint of 
nulk and another of flour. Add to this batter 
two beateu eggs and a little salt. Bake on a 
very hot griddle to prevent them from beiug 
tcu^h. 
Superior homiuy muffins are made from the 
following recipe. Pour a cupful of boiling 
water upon twotahlespuoufuls of line homiuy, 
simmer for 15 minutes, add a cupful of Indian 
meal stirred in slowly and one and a half cup¬ 
ful of boiling milk. Allow* this mixture to 
get nearly cold, aud stir in two beateu eggs, 
two tablespoonfuls of flour, one of sugar aud 
a teas]>o niful each of salt aud baking powder. 
Bake for 15 minutes in heated and buttered 
gem pans. palmetto. 
A FARMER’S DAUGHTER’S DOMESTIC 
REVERIES. 
CHARITY SWEETHEART. 
We had a very pleasant Summer, uow that 
I lookback upon it. I had just finished house- 
rleauing, aud had painted the outside of the 
kitchen, aud white-washed the fence, aud 
gray-washed the wood house, ami planted the 
garden, and scraped up the cellar and given it 
a coat of lime, when Aunt Bell sent word that 
she was eomiug to spend a few weeks with 
her brother 'that’s father), bringing cousin 
Alruy. Burt whistled "Whew, uow we’ll have 
t«i keep our jackets ou all the hot days,” aud 
Tom Daryl laughed. He's a cousin of ours too 
and always ready to help the boys in mischief. 
Then father was sick for a week in early 
haying, and we had people to hoc. aud Burt 
was cross aud wouldn't feed the calves or help 
with the milking, aud theu Aunt came. It 
was a pleasant thing to see her aud cousin 
Alrny, for they live in Cleveland, and dress in 
the fashion. I felt glad at first, though I was 
awfully tired the first day, for Aunt Bell 
wouldn’t eat the bread uulesa it was new, aud 
1 had to make hot rolls ull the time. And 
though she talked a good deal in a patronizing 
way about me being n poor child who had too 
much work to do, she never put her foot into 
the kitchen to help me. 
But I am uot writing for the sake of grumb¬ 
ling, only that I made a discovery while they 
were with us, of the reason why boys and girls 
despise farm work and want to go to the city, 
jit was one day when there was a picnic got 
tip for the Sunday School. Alrny came down 
stairs when the wagou was at the door, in a 
lovely white muslin trimmed with embroidery 
and a big hat trimmed with a scarf. She had 
a thin scarf round her throat too, and went 
out into the garden aud took all the roses off" 
my bush to fasten in a big hunch ou her cor¬ 
sage. I had the lunch basket to look after, 
and the morning's work to do up before we 
couM start, and I looked red and hot when 
Tom Daryl came with the buggy for Almy 
aud me. My pink-spotted calico was the only 
one I could wear; it was new, but didn’t look 
anything beside the white muslin. 
1 need not tell all that happened; but after 
the lunch I was expected to help wash the 
dishes, while Almy flirted with all the hoys in 
turn. She looked so pale and pretty under 
tlie big hat that they were all proud to be 
in iticed by her and to have the pleasure of 
walking with her up the hill where they 
strolled for the “view,” excepting those who 
liad the cleaning up to do. When she came 
back there was a pink flush ou her cheek mid 
Tom Daryl held her parasol, “You poor dear, 
you look tired,” she said to me so sweetly, 
that the boys who were not at all accustomed 
to look ou me as au object of compassion, look- 
mi upon her os angel of sympathy. But if she 
had put her bauds into the dish-water till they 
were ml, and burned her nose red working iu 
the hot suu as I did, they would uot have been 
half so ensnared. It was the white hands 
and pleasant, cooing voice, able to say soft 
in'things without any meaning, the society 
manner and general air of ease, that won them. 
I could watch the effect with impartial eyes 
for none of them was my ideal—uot oue of 
them possessing those attributes of gentle- 
manliness 1 sought. 
I have often wished the boys were more re- 
iBtoUaucoup §idvntii6iB0. 
When Baby was sick, we gave her Uustorln 
When she was a Child, she cried for Cnsturla, 
When she became Miss, she dung lo Castor la. 
When she had ciiildrcu, she gave then) Can lor in 
fined, but I don’t think they ever wished so 
till that day when Mr. Dick Daryl, Tom’s 
brother, from the city, won all of Almy’s at¬ 
tention after she was tired of the boys’ very 
limited, concise and bare-faced compliments. 
They were well matched, and talked together 
of the opera and last Winter’s amusements 
and people aud places that were unknowu to 
us, as soon as she found that Dick had been 
in Cleveland, And tbeu the boys began to be 
painfully aware that their bands were rough 
and red, and Burt tried to hide the warts on 
his, by turning his thumbs over his forefiugers 
where the big ones were. And I did not wou- 
der that they felt inferior, for so few far¬ 
mers’ boys keep up with the times, and can 
cou verse on any subject. For instance, the 
other night we were talking about the Dar¬ 
winian theory, and Burt asked if it was a 
“story” Darwin had written, aud when I be¬ 
gan to hum the song of the “Lady and the 
Ape” from the “Princess Ida,” he asked “Who 
wrote that poetry,” and when Almy said 
“Sullivan,” ho observed knowingly that he 
didn't “thiuk John L. wrote poetry”—which 
convulsed us all, and made him angry. Of 
course, it amused her to play upon his ignor¬ 
ance, aud sometimes she did not know 
whether it was real or assumed; but, though 
in many thiugs Burt knows more than Dick 
Daryl and is a truer, houester man—or rather 
boy—he lacks that polish and general infor¬ 
mation that go so far in society, and he will 
keep his hands in his pockets—for I noticed 
that though he kept his coat on “all the hot 
days.” ho came to the table often with a ha ml 
in each trouser pocket, never thought to lift 
a chair for any of us to the table, or to do the 
mauy little things that well-bred men thiuk 
it their province to do for the other sex. If I 
had told him, he would have said, “Bosh!” but 
the results make boys and girls thiuk lit tle ol 
farm life, when it is their own fault if they 
are behind those of the city in these small re¬ 
finements. If they practiced them at home— 
lifting burdens from their sisters’ shoulders— 
they iu turn would not so often pint* for the 
ease and society a city life affords. Of course 
I wouldn’t stay here myself if it wasn’t 
for father. I would go the State Nor¬ 
mal School and study my beloved art till I 
was able to teach it, aud earn my living. 
Somebody would give me my board I think 
for what 1 would do betweeu whiles, for a girl 
brought up in the country is able to rise early 
in the morning and do a good deal of work. 
Perhaps then I should not be so ashamed of 
my red hands and Augers that are growing 
“stumpy at the. euds.” Almy said I was “so 
useful” as if I was a half-worn broom. But 
then there is father, and the duty that lies 
next must be done first, so I will plod on. 
Just now I opened “Little Women,” at the 
page where it reads: “An old maid, that’s 
what I’m to be,” aud I went ou reading what 
she wrote so beautifully—“Don’t laugh at the 
spinsters, for often very tender, tragical ro¬ 
mances are hidden away iu the hearts that 
beat so quietly under the sober gowns, and 
many silent sacrifices of youth, health, ambi¬ 
tion. love itself, make the faded faces beautiful 
in God’s sight. Even the sad, sour sisters 
should tie kindly dealt with, because they have 
missed the sweetest part of Ufe, if for no 
other reason, and looking at them with com¬ 
passion, not with contempt, girls iu their 
bloom should remember that they too may 
miss the blossom time * * * Gentlemen— 
which means boys—be courteous to the old 
maids, no mutter how poor aud plain aud 
prim, for the only chivalry worth having is 
that which is the readiest to pay deference to 
tbo old, protect the feeble and serve woman¬ 
kind, regardless of rank, age or color.” 
What a true ring there is in all Miss Alcott’s 
writings, and 1 re-read her poem “In a Gar¬ 
ret,” so simple yet SO sweet. All the story is 
new to me. to whom books are as “angels’ 
visits, few and far between,” but the rhyme 
clings to my heart: 
"A woman In a lonely house 
Hearing the sad retrain. 
Be worthy love ami love will eome 
In the falling summer rain.” 
And uow the Rural has come for Thanks¬ 
giving, and it was that, set me to writing 
again, for l read the poem below the picture 
aud liked it ever so much, 
"If on Truth’s golden door 
You still can write: Tve wronged no man,’ 
A king could write no more," 
aud I determined to 
"Work on, work on, with patience.” 
But looking above the words to the picture, 
it seemed to me that it was uot necessary to 
make the cut of the farmer’s coat so very un¬ 
like what his city brothers would wear, or to 
make his wife look such a dowdy. I suppose 
they were lakeu iu their everyday clothes, 
though, when they held such a reception iu 
front of the fancy house behind them. Some¬ 
how I always think that pictures of farm 
homes should have till possible refining sur 
roundings. It tired me to look at those fat 
pigs and pen lit tie calves, and made tuv arms 
acne over again to remember the pailfuls of 
mush nr milk 1 hail canted out to such crea¬ 
tures And all those fowls! What a wearisome 
time to pluck and dress them for the table, 
where Micro is only one pair of hands. Miff 
then, again, the poem doses so beautifully: 
"Ber he din and friends and love and home. 
That mono) could uot buv. 
Be thankful that the changing years 
So lightly pass you by.” 
ONE WINTER.—VI. 
ANNE THRIFTY. 
As Christmas drew near, Uncle asked me 
several times to put up a lunch for him to car¬ 
ry to the machine shop, so he could work 
through the noon hour. He had unco learned 
the carpenter’s trade,and the superintendent of 
the Works knowing this, had turned over to 
him a qiiautity of odds aud euds of good lum¬ 
ber, aud out of this he was making Christmas 
presents for us, but I did not know it until 
Christmas morning. 
Wo had relatives in different parts of Indi¬ 
ana, Ohio and Kansas, aud m Minnesota and 
Wisconsin, aud some of the aunts and cousins 
had written me that they would send pack¬ 
ages in time to put their contents into the 
boys’ stockings, so I felt contented that the 
children would not be disappointed if I gave 
them only the still hidden fruit cake. 
A package from Wisconsin and one from 
Minnesota came two days before Christmas. 
The former contained a bound volume of St, 
Nicholas, one the Badger State cousins had 
read aud re-read until they had worn its cover 
shabby, aud knew its contents from beginning 
to end, but at a trifling expense they had it re¬ 
bound, and now it looked as uew as ever. 
The Minnesota package was more bulky 
than the other, but uot quite so heavy ; open¬ 
ing it I found two boxes of letter papev orna¬ 
mented with comical or pretty Colored figures, 
aud the boxes marked "for Bar tie” and "for 
Sammie,” a calico dress pattern marked "for 
Anne” and an envelope “for John” containing 
l kuow uot what. 
The packages came while the boys were at 
school and I’ucle at work, so I hid them in my 
trunk and felt as though I must be related to 
shaggy, big-hearted Saute Claus when I 
thought of them. 
Christmas Eve our Suuday School gave an 
entertainment, and au orange aud a bag of 
candy to each of its members. Bertie, Sam- 
mie and I went early,Uncle proinisiugto come 
for us later. The weather had become very 
cold and the snow creaked under our shoes as 
we hurried to the church. 
Assoou as we were gone Uncle brought from 
Mr. Turner's, where he had left them, the 
presents he had made for us. He busied him¬ 
self iu the yard with some large object, shov¬ 
eling snow, pouring water, aud seemed not to 
know that the night was bitterly cold, then 
putting several things into the stable, he made 
ready to come to the church. 
The boys were as happy with their oranges 
and bags of candy as small boys know how to 
be, and in such haste to get home to couut the 
pieces of candy that Uncle and I could scarcely 
keep up with them. They had decided to - ‘see 
who could keep his candy the longest,” and 
neither would taste his unless he could induce 
the other to eat as much, so their bags were 
still pluuip, when, after hauging their stock, 
tugs in the kitchen, they had their usual race to 
get into bed. 
When they were at last asleep 1 brought out 
the presents from my trunk aud fastened the 
large ones to the stockings, putting the envel¬ 
ope into Uucle John’s sock, an 1 the cake ou 
a chair under it, telling him nothing as to the 
contents of the packages but answering all his 
wild guesses by feigned surprise that he should 
have found them all out. Leaving Uncle to 
finish the work of preparation, I followed 
the example of the boys aud was soon falling 
asleep iu my cold little bedroom, thankful to 
have a shelter from zero weather, knowing 
many in the city were homeless and hungry; 
for it was a season of business depression, and 
idle hands made many feel the worst that pov¬ 
erty could do to them. Iu spite of our mauy 
privations, when 1 thought of those who were 
poorer, we seemed rich. 
The ignorance, dirt, disorder aud thought¬ 
less extravagance in some of the homes iu our 
neighborhood gave mo the feeling that we 
were uot so poor as many who had more 
mouey. A love for beauty, order and team¬ 
ing, and for home, seemed to me of more val¬ 
ue than thousands of dollars, aud uo com¬ 
plaints were ever uttered that could lead the 
boys to thiuk they were poor, or sow seeds of 
envious discontent iu their hearts. With 
something of these thoughts filling my mind 
I fell asleep to be wakened, I well kuew, long 
before daybreak, by the eager little fellows 
who were my eoutiuusd pleasure and tor¬ 
ment. 
HOW TO DEAL WITH NERVOUS 
PEOPLE. 
In earing for a nervous invalid, remember 
that proper food, with systematic recreation 
aud exercise will often produce results that 
will astonish both patient aud uurse. Iu tak¬ 
ing exercise be careful that, no fatigue is felt, 
that is, stop short ol' fatigue, and if you would 
get the most benefit from it, s “e that the walk 
has au object. There is uothiug so tiresome, 
and so little productive of beueiit as a walk 
without an object. As regards diet, give plenty 
of fish, and especially shell-fish, as much bread 
and butter as may be desired, creamed pota¬ 
toes and ouly simple puddings. Oranges, 
baked apples, stewed proxies or whatever fruit 
is taken should be before breakfast Milk 
may be taken if it is liked and digested easily. 
Cocoa is a better beverage than tea or coffee, 
and beer or spirits should never be indulged 
in. NORSE. 
JAVELLE WATER. 
There is nothing better than the above for 
taking stains out of linen, and every family 
should have a large bottle of it on band. Put 
one pound of sal soda, aud five cents’ worth of 
chloride of lime iu au earthen vpssel and pour 
on two quarts of soft boiling water. Stir un¬ 
til the soda is dissolved. Strain and let the 
fluid settle. Wet the stain of fruit, coffee, 
tea or mildew with the liquid mixed with half 
its quantity of boiling water, and let it lie in 
the light for 15 minutes. Rinse thoroughly 
several times in cold water. 
I had a number of new sheets badly mil¬ 
dewed through the carelessness of a servant, 
some time ago. aud removed every bit of it 
with javelle water. Keep it iD a glass can in 
a cool, dark place. housewife. 
HOUSEKEEPING NOTES. 
MOPPING. 
There is a little skill required to perform 
even this piece of work so that the effect is 
satisfactory'. Formerly, before painted 
floors were almost the rule in every house, it 
was a much more arduous performance; but 
to keep a painted door looking its best one 
needs some experience. 
Unobservant or heedless workers push the 
mop against the base-hoards, which, after a 
few moppings shows a soiled streak the whole 
length of them, which annoys a good work¬ 
man. Better leave a space the width of one 
board untouched by the mop and afterwards 
or before wipe it up with a cloth by hand. 
In moppiug a floor, whether it is painted or 
not, the best effect depends ou its being well 
rinsed. No matter ho.v much strength is laid 
out ou it, if the last water in vvhich the mop 
is wrung out is uot clean, the floor will look 
dingy. 
Freshly-painted floors are best cleaned when 
a third or a half skim-milk is added to the 
water. The oil in the milk makes the paint 
shme as clear water will not. Soap-suds are a 
little too strong to use ou fresh paint, remov¬ 
ing not only the dust but the paint also, but 
after the coat of paiut is well hardened it may 
be used to good advantage. It is easier to 
clean a floor quite often than to let it get the 
start of you, so as to require a severe effort of 
strength to bring it to look well. 
Kmt underwear, after it has been worn and 
cast aside, makes excellent material of which 
to manufacture mops. The mops should be 
thoroughly rinsed after using, and dried in 
the suu. 
jelly cake. 
One and one-half cup of flour, one-half eup 
of butter, one-half cup of sweet milk, whites 
of four eggs; two aud a half cups of flour, 
one teaspoouful of baking powder, stirred iu 
the flour. aunt Rachel. 
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