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May 18, 
THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
[ Woman and Home ] 
A. A. A A. .A. .A. .A. 
From Day to Day. 
APRIL RAIN. 
It is not raining rain for me. 
It’s raining daffodils; 
In ev'ry dimpled drop' I see 
Wild flow’rs on the hills. 
The clouds of gray engulf the day 
And overwhelm (he town ; 
It is not raining rain to me, 
It’s raining roses down. 
It is not raining rain to me, 
But fields of clover bloom. 
Where any buccaneering bee 
Can find a bod and room. 
A health unto the happy, 
A fig for him who frets! 
It is not raining rain to me. 
It’s raining violets! 
—Robert Loveman. 
* 
Cheese pudding will be found a hearty 
supper dish. Lay thin slices of stale 
bread, lightly buttered, in a baking dish, 
and cover with broken cheese, no matter 
how old and dry it is. Season with red 
pepper and salt. Fill the dish with alter¬ 
nate layers of bread and cheese. Beat 
two eggs in a pint of milk, pour over the 
bread and cheese, and bake in a hot oven. 
This will serve six persons. 
* 
A restaurant steward explains that 
boiled ham as soon as the cooking is fin¬ 
ished, should be plunged into ice-cold 
water, which whitens the fat and reddens 
the lean. For broiling, boiled ham, cut 
the proper thickness, is considered better 
than the uncooked. Some of the water 
in which ham has been boiled is used to 
mix with beef stock for making vegetable 
soups, especially bean or pea soup. 
* 
A New York publisher directed one of 
his clerks to hang out a sign, “Boy 
Wanted,” says the Catholic Standard. 
Five minutes later a red-headed little 
“tad” appeared in the office with the sign 
under his arm. 
“Say, mister,” he demanded, “did you 
hang dis out?’ 
“I did,” replied the publisher sternly, 
“Why did you tear it down?” 
Back of his freckles the boy gazed 
in wonder at the man’s stupidity. 
“Why,” he replied, “Fm de boy.” 
* 
A correspondent of the Woman’s 
Home Companion gives the following 
recipe for bread-crumb biscuit, which is 
said to be very good; Take one quart each 
of bread crumbs and sour milk, add one- 
half cupful of lard, one-half teaspoonful of 
salt, and stiffen with flour in which is put 
before sifting one teaspoonful each of 
saleratus and baking powder. Mold, and 
bake in a quick oven. Be sure to allow 
the crumbs to soak for an hour in the 
milk before adding the other ingredients. 
The biscuit brown attractively and taste 
as good as they look. 
* 
Each season, when the June roses 
come, we are asked how to preserve their 
fragrance in a rose jar or pot-pourri. 
We have given several recipes, and here 
add an old-fashioned one that is consid¬ 
ered very good: Measure out a liberal half 
peck of fragrant rose petals. Pack them 
in a bowl in layers, with salt between each 
layer, using a small handful of salt to 
three of rose petals. Let them stand for 
five days, stirring them twice daily. 1 hen 
add to them three ounces of powdered 
allspice and one ounce of stick cinnamon. 
Let this mixture stand one week longer, 
turning it daily. Now put the preparation 
into the permanent jar, mixing with the 
rose leaves one ounce of allspice, half a 
pound of dried lavender blossoms, one 
ounce of bruised cloves, one ounce of 
stick cinnamon, one nutmeg coarsely grat¬ 
ed, half-a cup of ginger root, thinly sliced, 
half an ounce of aniseseed, 10 grains of 
Canton musk of the finest quality, and two 
ounces of orris root. Stir all the ingre¬ 
dients thoroughly together. Add any time a 
few drops of attar of roses or a few drops 
of any essential oil or extract of flowers. 
Every morning, after dusting and airing 
the parlor, open the jar and allow the 
fragrance to fill the air. A portion of 
this mixture, after being thoroughly freed 
from moisture, may be used with wool to 
fill a head rest or slumber roll for the 
back of a chair. Occasionally small 
sachets of this mixture are put into the 
corners of a bureau drawer. The musk 
or some of the spices may be omitted if 
desired, but the variety of odors all blend 
together in one harmonious compound. 
* 
The Chicago Record-IIerald says that 
cne of the most interesting of the dele¬ 
gates to the recent National convention of 
school superintendents was Miss Lulu 
Kortz, county superintendent of Cherry 
County, Nebraska. Cherry County, in the 
sand hills of the western part of the State, 
is a county of magnificent distances. Its 
wide stretches of broken, hilly country 
furnish grazing for thousands of head of 
cattle, and the two most picturesque and 
rapidly vanishing types of the country to¬ 
day—the Indian and the cowboy—make 
up its population. Miss Kortz, who was 
a teacher in the public schools of Des 
Moines, la., went out to Cherry County 
several years ago to keep house for her 
brother, who .is a cattle man. According 
to the code of hospitality of the country, 
she helped her brother entertain whoever 
stopped at their door. She cooked din¬ 
ners for large numbers of men, many of 
whom she did not even know by name. 
She had no hours for meals. At any time 
of the day or night she cooked bacon and 
potatoes and made hot biscuits and cof¬ 
fee, and the fame of her hospitality, in a 
land where there are not many women, 
spread over the length and breadth of 
Cherry, one of the largest counties in the 
United States, until the cowboys came 
and offered her the highest gift that was 
theirs to give. They wanted to elect her 
superintendent of the schools of Cherry 
County. It was as though it were offered 
to her in a composite sombrero. She had 
only to accept; the cowboys dick the rest. 
It was an honor, and financially desirable, 
but it is not easy work. The school- 
houses, among which there are still many 
little sod houses, are often as much as 
fifty miles apart, and many is the drive 
of 400 or 500 miles that Miss Kortz takes 
across country in zero weather, clothed in 
furs from head to foot, coat, hood and 
gloves. She says she doesn’t mind it, and 
she is now serving her second term. 
How I Would Run a Farm. 
When the new programmes of our 
Grange were printed and distributed 
among us, I discovered that our literary 
committee had taken it upon themselves 
to assign this subject to me. I was cer¬ 
tainly staggered. But I finally got a new 
grip on my courage and made up my 
mind that as Virgil says, “She can, be¬ 
cause she thinks she can.” Now I am not 
saying I think farming one of women’s 
“rights,” for I don’t; I live on a farm. I 
know some of the necessary work is un¬ 
questionably beyond any woman’s strength 
—of body, not mind, if you please. Never¬ 
theless, let us take this for an hypothesis: 
Given a lone “spinster woman” or “widow 
and five children,” also one good farm of, 
say, 30 acres, to prove how she may pro¬ 
vide food and raiment and perhaps a lit¬ 
tle something for the inevitable coming 
on of age. The greatest necessity is a re¬ 
spectable supply of common sense and 
old-fashioned grit. We will suppose she 
is a person of medium mental ability and 
in fair health. Such a woman will dress 
well, i. e., in accord with her work, and 
to my mind, a blouse and very full bloom¬ 
ers are ideal. 1 would not be ashamed to 
cultivate, hoe or make hay, or, in fact, do 
any work about a farm in such costume. 
The plowing must, of course, be done by 
hired men. This woman may keep three 
or four cows and a horse with, a little 
help from a neighbor’s boy, eager to pick 
up extra dimes. She will go in rather 
heavy for hens and I know she can’t help 
making a profit of $i a hen. Strawberries 
and small fruit, peaches, apples, pears are 
within her field of profit. She need not 
be the laughing stock for miles around, 
nor yet a hard, unlovely specimen of the 
“freak” variety. She should protect her 
complexion and hands from sun and soil, 
and it need not hinder one particle about 
her work. There is no reason why there 
should not be “frilly” things in her ward¬ 
robe, to be donned for the evening and 
“off-time.” I am very sure the men folks 
will scoff at my theory. Of course they 
will, because a fear will creep into their 
hearts that if a pioneer woman gets start¬ 
ed in the vicinity the rest of her sisters 
will learn that “the field of their labors” 
is indeed “wide,” and that a woman may 
not only bake and scrub and brew and 
“manage” on a farm, but may wear the 
laurels of freedom there, too. Poor man, 
he fears lest “farm wives” become as 
scarce as farm help. I believe that if I 
were a woman in delicate health I would 
buy a few acres with a comfortable little 
house, and raise hens and my own vegeta¬ 
bles, with perhaps a few kinds of flowers. 
I really believe I could make a comfort¬ 
able living and lay by a few dollars, be 
better off physically and materially. We 
all know of the sad little lives that are 
drifting about in this big world—poor, 
unloved waifs. Such a woman could lift 
the clouds for one such little mite, and be 
the gainer. 
I am not quite decided whether I would 
be a farmer or school teacher, but I would 
be willing to wager I’d find the former 
not one whit harder or earning less money 
for me. And 1 am ready to declare 
proudly I would not be in the least 
ashamed to run a farm. Give me the 
country to live in, where I can breathe as 
deeply as I like. “Get near to Nature, 
for she has a smile of varying import for 
thy lighter moods and glides into thy 
draker musings with a mild and healing 
sympathy that steals away their sharpness 
ere thou art aware.” adah e. colcord. 
Peanut Butter.— Use the Spanish pea¬ 
nuts. Roast in a moderate oven till light 
brown; great care should be taken not to 
burn them. Rub off skins and grind in 
nut grinder. The secret of oily butter is 
slow feeding of machine, dropping one 
nut at a time, and the more revolutions 
are made the better. I have often been 
asked if I used oil in my butter. Salt ro 
taste after grinding. For home use it is 
nice ground coarser and moistened as 
wanted, as given in article by A. F. A. 
A friend of ours made a windmill for his 
grinder, and later discarded the mill and 
attached grinder to his auto. L. b. s. 
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