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Hope Farm Notes 
The Simple Life.— Last week I gave 
the bill of fare at that banquet in 
Michigan. That demonstrated the pos¬ 
sibility of a well-balanced meal of vege¬ 
tables, nuts and fruits but it probably 
cost more than a meat supper. I have 
not yet heard the vegetarians prove that 
such food is cheaper than the food 
produced on a good farm—including 
pork, chicken and eggs. However, I 
think Dr. Kellogg would have been 
ready to O. K. our supper the other 
night. First there was a good vegetable 
soup. Then the girls brought in a big 
Hubbard squash which had been cut in 
two and slowly baked until the inside 
turned a rich brown. Ever eat baked 
squash ? If not you should be happy 
for you have one noble ambition to 
gratify. Take such a squash hot from 
the oven, salt and butter it well and 
you will think you have in your mouth 
a piece of sweet potato baked in the 
ashes, a crumb or two of regular South¬ 
ern egg bread and a hint of chicken 
gravy all through it. Then as a side 
issue there was a dish of baked cab¬ 
bage. The little girl's bread had proved 
a great success and the butter was ex¬ 
cellent. There was another big dish of 
baked apples and cream so thick that 
you had to stir it in order to pour it out. 
You generally got tired and let it tumble 
out. Mother and the girls are honorary 
members of the Apple Consumers’ 
League, but they had opened a jar of 
peaches for their own use. The boys 
helped me with the apples and then we 
helped the girls finish the peaches. 
Outside it was one of those cold, 
dark nights, but to us around our table 
with the brightest lamp burning there 
surely was "no place like home.” The 
boys bad let Sliep in and he lay on the 
kitchen mat. The cats are not permitted 
inside unless there is a rat or mouse to 
be caught, but there were at least two 
on each window sill looking in at us. 
I hope the children will always remem¬ 
ber such nights—I know l shall. Just 
as if we had not been surfeited with 
delicacies the little girl went to the 
secret place where she keeps the dough¬ 
nuts and passed around the last pre¬ 
cious few. She can hardly make them 
fast enough to supply our family and 
she must hide them for it is hard to 
resist temptation when you know where 
these brown beauties are kept. 
After supper the children cleared the 
table while mother and I sat down to 
read and talk the day over. While the 
dish washers were getting ready for her 
to wipe my daughter came in and played 
my old favorite, "Flow Gently Sweet 
Afton.” I call that next to “Home, 
Sweet Home” as an appealing tune. I 
had just settled at my evening’s work 
when there came a voice at my ear: 
“We are all ready to go now!” 
Go where? 
Why I had promised to go with the 
boys and see about their pond. Just 
below our spring is a low piece of 
ground now used as a pasture. The 
little brook runs through it. The children 
want a place to skate, so I told them 
they could build a dam along this field 
and let in the water from the spring. 
If I could only get them to hoe straw¬ 
berries as they have ditched in this field, 
Hope Farm would shine. I pointed out 
to the boys where they ought to dig 
their ditches. It wouldn’t need a “water 
witch” to show you that these lines arc 
about where drains ought to go in in 
order to dry out that field. In the 
Spring when the “pond” season is over 
we can deepen those ditches, put in 
stone or tile—and the job is done—a 
large part of it as play. Who says 
diplomacy doesn’t beat demand? 
We had to take our lartern to inspect 
this work. On our way back to the 
house we looked over the stock and 
buildings. There was a great pile of 
cabbage in the barnyard, for we have 
been hauling from the field—sorting the 
good ones for sale and storing the others 
for feeding. Jack was putting in a little 
extra time husking corn by lantern light. 
We hauled the last three acres of shocks 
into the barn to be husked on stormy 
days. ITenrv had come back from deliv¬ 
ering a load of cabbage and he came 
over to the house to settle and deliver 
the cash. We have developed a trade 
in chicken cabbage—that is cabbage with 
the roots on to hang up in the hen house. 
One order sells another. Meanwhile 
mother and the girls had been reading. 
The older hoy was soon deep in "Last 
of the Mohicans,” while the other sat 
for a time disconsolate. You would too 
if you had got in "The Deerslayer” as 
far as the page where the Indians have 
tied the hunter to the stake, and then 
you were denied the chance of learning 
whether they really make steak of him 
or not. You would feel worse, too, if 
you were forced to admit that it was 
your own fault. The boy got so inter¬ 
ested in Deerslayer that he forgot to 
do bis arithmetic chores—thus it was a 
self-inflicted punishment. But all these 
things were forgotten five minutes after 
he crawled into bed. The house grew 
very still. The cats still peered in 
through the window and Shep now and 
then lifted his bead to listen. 
I am getting at my work again when 
mother brings me a book with a finger 
at a passage. It is “The Loves of Pel- 
leas and Etarre” stories of a beautiful 
old couple over 70, childless and poor 
but happy in their old age. Where I 
read one of the character has spoken 
of the final hopelessness of life—age is 
sure to find you beaten at the end! 
“But in the last analysis,” he said, 
“You've got to dig your way out of 
things done, hain't you? Nobody can 
help you.” 
“No!” Pelleas cried. “No you have 
not. Not when you learn Who the 
strength is!” 
I ought to have finished my work, but 
I didn’t, but kept on reading that book 
until long past the time for a farmer to 
blow out the lamps. The last thing I 
remember before the darkness came 
upon Hope Farm was: 
“Who art thou that thou shouldest be 
afraid of a man that shall die and of the 
son of man which shall be made as 
grass? And forgettest the Lord, thy 
Maker . . . .” 
A Chance for All. —This is the first 
question I get to this week: 
Will you please ask the Hope Farm Man 
if a hard cider drinker is eligible to mem¬ 
bership in the Apple Consumers’ League; if 
not, why not? c. w. m. 
Corning, N. Y. 
T do not know whether this man 
merely drinks cider after it gets "hard” 
or is a hard drinker of it. In either 
case he is welcome to join the League. 
If he is a hard drinker we can cure 
him if be will cat bis five good sour 
apples a day. I’ll guarantee he doesn’t 
eat that many now. If he means to ask 
if bis drinking cider classes him as an 
apple consumer 1 would answer yes, 
but that be will never get above the 
first degree in the League, while others 
go on to the 33d degree. It is true that 
the League was started to develop the 
trade in apples and of course this in¬ 
cludes cider apples. We feed our cider 
apples to the stock rather than the cider 
barrel. The true object of the League 
is to increase the demand for the higher 
class fruit for eating raw or cooking. 
There is hope, health and humanity in 
an apple as it comes from a tree. There 
is a possibility of dullness, drunkenness 
and deviltry in hard cider. 1 am proud 
of the fact that I started the Apple 
Consumers’ League. I should curse the 
day that I helped start the hard cider 
drinker’s association. I would as soon 
have a barrel of gunpowder in my cellar 
as a barrel of hard cider. I would 
rather have a barrel of apples than a 
hogshead of wine. This is the Hope 
Farm Man’s opinion. You may get a 
more satisfactory answer elsewhere. 
All Sorts.— Here is a drawing and 
smarting question from New York: 
This unusual year for mustard has given 
us a large crop which has been separated 
from tlio oats. What can wo do with it? 
Can it lie put to any possible use? 
There is a sale for mustard seed. A 
firm in Chicago will buy it, though we 
have not obtained their figures. It can 
also be used at home for making mus¬ 
tard plasters—though we hope there will 
be a very small crop of these burning 
things in the home of our friends. 
Now here is a cheerful friend in Ten¬ 
nessee with the highest compliment I 
have had in a long time. As usual witli 
such things it is undeserved: 
T must say that your cheerful optimism 
lias helped mo over many a rough place 
lately, as I know you have more to put up 
with than perhaps 00 per cent of your read¬ 
ers. f think one of your Hope Farm sec¬ 
tions is more helpful when a man has the 
blues than going out and splitting a cord 
or two of stove wood, and I can’t say any¬ 
thing more than that. 
That is a case of transmutation, for 
I must confess that some of this “cheer¬ 
ful optimism” is the result of work at 
the wood pile or similar places. I sup¬ 
pose if T told people T went out and 
split wood—laming my back and getting 
splinters in my hand it wouldn't make 
the dull Winter seem like Summer! If 
T go out and work until I start my 
liver and develop an appetite, then eat 
a good dinner, topped off with baked 
apples, and while the spirit is on me, dis¬ 
cuss the sunny side of life—the wood 
pile is really responsible for it. 
H. W. c. 
View of Mr. I. Newton St vift’s Stock Farm at Ypsilanti, Michigan. 
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