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THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
August 9 
From Day to Day. 
THE LAW. 
’Tls a truth as old as the soul of things— 
Whatever ye sow ye reap. 
'Tls the cosmic law that forever springs 
From the unimagined deep. 
’Tis shown in the manifold sorrowings 
Of the race; in remorse with its secret 
stings; 
That he who grief to his brother brings 
In his turn some day shall weep. 
To the man who hears his victim’s cries 
And hardens his heart at the sound, 
At last a Nemesis dread shall rise 
From out of the void profound. 
Who sows in selfishness, greed and hate 
Shall gain his deserts in the years that 
wait, 
For the slow and remorseless wheel of 
Fate 
Forever turns round and round. 
If ye give out of mercy and love and light, 
The same shall return to you; 
For the standards of right are infinite 
And the scales of the gods are true. 
By its good or evil each life is weighed; 
In motives and deeds is its record made; 
In the coin ye pay ye shall be repaid, 
When your wages at last fall due. 
—Denver News. 
• 
We read the other day of an elderly 
farmer who had this criticism to make 
of his wife; 
“I’ve spent enough on that woman to 
buy three farms, an’ yet she’d ruther go 
off to some meetin’ than stay at home 
and help me dress a hog!” 
Here is a very appetising hot weather 
dish. Select large tomatoes that are 
ripe, firm, and of good shape. Plunge 
them into boiling water long enough to 
remove the skin. Cut out the hard stem 
ends, and make in each a hollow large 
enough to hold an egg. Into each of 
these hollows drop a fresh egg without 
breaking the yolk, season with butter, 
pepper and salt, and bake in a moderate 
oven until the tomatoes are tender and 
the eggs set. Serve on rounds of but¬ 
tered toast. 
* 
Damson cheese is an old-fashioned 
English recipe, which will be useful to 
anyone wishing variety in preparations 
of this fruit. Boil the fruit, with only 
enough water to prevent burning, until 
tender; rub through a hair sieve until 
like a paste, add six ounces of sugar to 
each pound of fruit, stir off the fire until 
the sugar is dissolved, then add four 
chopped kernels from the fi’uit to each 
quart, and put back to boil. It is wise 
to put an asbestos mat under the pre¬ 
serving kettle, as the fruit will catch and 
burn very easily. Boil,, stirring con¬ 
tinually, until the preserve will leave the 
pan quite dry and adhere in a mass to 
the spoon. Press into jelly glasses, and 
when cold cover with paraffin before 
sealing. When served, the damson 
cheese is turned out of the glass, and cut 
in thin slices. 
• 
One of the present fashions which no 
man has ever been able to understand 
is the custom of wearing three or four 
veils at once. These consist of one face 
veil and as many draping veils as con¬ 
science permits the wearer. The face 
veil is usually white with black figure 
(that insidious friend of the eye doctor); 
this is brought over the face carefully, 
and then the rest of the collection is 
variously draped over and around the 
hat In many cases these veils are the 
only trimming used, and the only rule 
regarding them is that some streamers 
must hang down in the back. In the 
majority of cases one of the veils is em¬ 
erald green; the second veil worn with 
it is blue, white or brown. The blue and 
green together sounds startling, but is 
really pretty. Last year the draping 
veils had chenille dots, and were bought 
by the yard, and it is a sad commentary 
on feminine tidiness that most wearers 
did not even trouble themselves to hem 
the ends. This year the veils, w r hich are 
1% yard long, have a hemstitched or 
fagoted border, and are decorated with 
velvet disks, from the size of a dime to 
a quarter. They cost from 50 cents to 
$1.50 each. Large shade hats of white 
duck, merely trimmed with a draped 
veil, are extremely popular for outing 
wear; they are very comfortable, and 
usually becoming. 
• 
Some of our correspondents state that 
ants are unusually prevalent tnis Sum¬ 
mer, becoming a nuisance in pantries 
and kitchens. The most annoying of 
these are the small red ants, and it is 
often difficult to get rid of them. Ant 
hills are best destroyed by bisulphide of 
carbon. In the house it will be found 
that the ants avoid poisoned food or 
traps of any kind. Mechanical destruc¬ 
tion is therefore advised. Bones from 
raw meat, placed in their line of travel, 
v/ill soon be covered with the ants, and 
may then be put in the fire; better still, 
a sponge saturated with sweetened 
water, which, as soon as filled with ants, 
should be dropped into boiling water. 
20 months old when Mrs. Fielding 
visited her, and when she returned I 
was anxious to hear about Emily and 
the baby. At first Mrs. Fielding was 
strangely unwilling to say anything, but 
one day when we were alone she told 
me the whole story. 
“I never was so taken back in all my 
born days,” she said. “That baby is 
really a terror. My Nathan was a pretty 
hard boy to manage, but all my five boys 
put together wa’n’t a circumstance to 
Emily’s little John. Now, you know, 
Emily, she was the neatest, most par¬ 
ticular girl about her clothes there was 
in Riverdale, and that boy goes jest as 
far the other way. Every time she puts 
a clean white dress on to him he is sure 
to go out and find a lot of black wheel 
grease and work his hands in it, and 
then wipe them off on his clean dress. 
He seems possessed to do things like 
that. One day we hadn’t heard from him 
for a minute or two, and all of a sudden 
he came running out of the pantry with 
both his hands full of lard, and before 
Emily could stop him he was trying to 
climb up in her lap. Another time when 
we lost him, we found him standing on 
the dining-room table, anointing him¬ 
self with a bottle of ink. And that’s the , 
way it was all the time, into mischief 
from morning till night, and so cun¬ 
ning about it that his Grandma had to 
love him more and more every day. 
“He had one queer way that I gues3 
A TRAVELING BARGAIN COUNTER. Fig. 221. 
The sudden destruction seems to frighten 
the remaining ants, and they soon leave. 
This is better than the use of naphtha¬ 
lene or carbolic acid, which are very of¬ 
fensive to the ants, but also objection¬ 
able in the vicinity of food. 
Theories and the Baby. 
My neighbor, Mrs. Fielding, lately re¬ 
turned from a visit to her daughter, 
Emily, who since her marriage has lived 
“down country.” We considered Emily 
Fielding one of the smartest girls in our 
village. After she was graduated from 
the academy she took a course at col¬ 
lege, and at the normal school, where 
she paid much attention to all sorts of 
theories about child study and child 
training. She announced that it was to 
be her Life Work to investigate these 
theories and proclaim them to the 
world. But in some way or other John 
Harding induced her to modify this 
plan, and after they were married Emily 
formed a woman’s club, which took the 
place of her former ambitions. Emily 
read papers to this club about the train¬ 
ing of children from earliest infancy. 
Sometimes she sent these papers to her 
mother, who showed them to me with an 
air of mingled perplexity and pride. In 
them babyhood was charted like» the 
course of a ship. The baby was to do 
and know just such things at a given 
age and a given time of day, and in the 
papers the theories all worked like a 
charm. 
Emily’s first baby, a boy, was about 
he took from his father. When he hurt 
himself he would never cry or make any 
complaint. Jest shut his lips hard and 
wink back the tears. It was the same 
way when he knew that he had been 
naughty. Now, Emily, she used to write 
about how it was all wrong to punish 
a child at all, but land! Johnny would 
go right off and get a stick and bring it 
to his mother, and hold out his hand, 
and he wouldn’t be satisfied till she had 
punished him real hard. He wouldn’t 
cry a mite, but he seemed to know that 
it ought to be done, and he would re¬ 
member it a good while before he got 
naughty again.” 
“Well, Mrs. Fielding,” said I, “what 
does Emily say about those theories of 
child training that she used to advocate 
so much?” 
Mrs. Fielding looked at me for a long 
time before she answered. “Not one 
word!” she said solemnly. “Not one 
word! You wouldn’t think she ever 
heard of such things, no more than a 
person that can’t read nor write. 1 
heard her say myself that no two babies 
was alike, and that every mother had 
to have some common sense about her 
own. I never see how she gets along 
with things that once would have made 
her raving distracted. But she’s fleshed 
up and looks handsome and comfortable 
and she thinks she has got the best 
husband and the cutest baby there is in 
all the world, and as for those theories, 
I don’t believe they have once entered 
her mind since the first time she cud¬ 
dled her baby to her breast.”—Spring- 
field Republican. 
A Traveling Bargain Counter. 
Street venders in this great city often 
run to special bargains, wnether it be 
fruit or vegetables during a time of glut, 
clothing, confectionery or toys. Some¬ 
times an express wagon will be piled 
high with boxes of cough drops, while 
an iron-lunged fakir calls out their vir¬ 
tues; sometimes it is a load of five-cent 
cocoanuts. In midsummer they begin to 
reap a harvest of seasonable clothing, 
which other larger dealers fear to carry, 
and then one sees such a display as that 
in Fig. 221. Are they worth buying? 
They really are, in most cases, and many 
working men supply themselves from 
such sources. Through the market dis¬ 
trict there are many street stands where 
readymade clothing is sold with equal 
cheapness; it is often surprising to find 
how little sewing is done by working 
men’s wives and daughters in the city. 
Rural Recipes. 
Rhubarb and Orange Jam.—To a quart 
of cut up rhubarb, add half a dozen or¬ 
anges, peeled, cut up and with the pits 
removed, and a pound and a half of 
sugar. Boil gently until a little set on 
a plate will jelly. This can be varied by 
slicing the peel of three oranges in thin 
strips and adding it to the fruit. This 
jam will also keep indefinitely in 
earthen jars, or jelly glasses which have 
been sealed with paraffin. 
Boiled Cherry Pudding.—Beat three 
eggs light without separating; add a 
pint of milk. Sift two teaspoonfuls ot 
baking powder and a half a teaspoonful 
of salt in a little less than a quart of 
sifted flour and add the liquid gradually 
to the flour, stirring to a smooth batter. 
Add a teaspoonful of melted butter. 
Beat thoroughly and then stir in a pint 
of cherries, stoned and drained free 
from juice and well floured. Turn into 
a well-buttered pudding dish or mold, 
or an old-fashioned pudding bag, scald- 
e'd and floured, and cook in a kettle of 
boiling water for three hours. Keep the 
water boiling continually or the pudding 
will be heavy. If cooked in a mold or 
dish, the water must not be deep enough 
to boil over the pudding. If in a bag, 
there must be sufficient water to keep 
the pudding from touching the bottom 
of the kettle. Serve with hard or foamy 
sauce. 
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