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THE RURAL NEW-YORKER 
February 13, 
Woman and the Home 
From Day to Day. 
THIS IS BLESSING, THIS IS LIFE. 
I say to thee, do thou repeat 
To the first man thou may’st meet 
In lane, highway, or open street, 
That he, and we, and all men move 
Under a canopy of love 
As broad as the blue sky above: 
That doubt and trouble, fear and pain, 
And anguish, all are sorrows vain ; 
That death itself shall not remain : 
That weary deserts we may tread, 
A dreary labyrinth may thread, 
Through dark ways underground be led; 
Yet, if wa will our Guide obey. 
The dreariest path, Ibe darkest way. 
Shall issue out in heavenly day. 
And we, on divers shores now cast, 
Shall meet, our perilous voyage past, 
All in our Father’s home at last. 
And ere thou leave him, say thou this, 
Yet one word more—they only miss 
The winning of that final bliss 
Who will not count it true that Love, 
Blessing, not cursing, rules above 
And that in it we live and move. 
And one thing further make him know; 
That to believe these things are so, 
This firm faith never to forego— 
Despite of all that seems at strife 
With blessing, and with curses rife— 
That tills is blessing, this is life. 
—Archbishop Trench. 
♦ 
Remember that the soft furry beaver 
hats that have been so popular again this 
Winter should never be brushed, but 
shaken well to fluff out the nap. Brush¬ 
ing mats it down, and it never looks as 
it did when new. 
* 
‘‘Aseptic handkerchiefs” are a practi¬ 
cal idea; they are made of soft but tough 
white paper, like the better grade of 
Japanese napkins, and cost five cents a 
packet. For an invalid, or a person suf¬ 
fering from a bad cold they are excel¬ 
lent, being burned after using. 
* 
Vegetarian pies have a crust made 
by moistening one of the ready-cooked 
cereals with sweet cream until it forms 
a paste; the pie plate is lined with this, 
and the fruit filling put in, but no top 
crust used. In a good oven the cereal 
paste becomes crisp and firm enough to 
support the fruit. The top is usually 
covered with a meringue. 
* 
A friend asks how to put a valance 
on an iron bed. The best way to put 
this flounce on any bed is to attach it 
to a sheet just the right size to lie flat 
on the spring. This holds the valance 
neatly in place, without any sagging. 
We have seen valances tied with tapes 
to the bedstead at intervals, a trouble¬ 
some method that often causes it to sag. 
The valance should be gathered to a 
broad tape, and then firmly basted to 
the sheet, so that it may be taken off 
for convenience in laundering. We do 
not care for a valance, because it is a 
dust catcher, but it has come back into 
fashion again, especially with four-post 
beds, and there are some cases where it 
seems a convenience. An elderly lady 
tells us of a place she visited in Eng¬ 
land, about 70 years ago, where the best 
bed had a complete set of hangings, 
canopy, curtains and valance, all made 
of silk patchwork. The patches were 
octagons, each about V/z inch in 
diameter, all sewn together over-and- 
over, as old-fashioned patchwork was 
jnade, with exquisitely fine needlework, 
the curtains all being bordered with 
colors put together to form a distinct 
pattern. It was the work of two maiden 
ladies. Think of the thousands of pieces 
and millions of stitches—but after all, 
it had more to recommend it, both in 
use and beauty, than much of the fancy- 
work that has followed it. 
* 
Sometimes we meet a discontented 
farm girl whose life is darkened by the 
pessimistic question “What’s the use?” 
She longs for pretty clothes, but she sees 
no .object in making her simple house 
dresses neat and well-fitting, becoming 
in color; no one sees them but the fam¬ 
ily, and what’s the use of making work¬ 
ing clothes pretty? She is interested 
in the outside world with an envious 
sort of interest, but though she has 
access to enough reading matter to keep 
her in touch with wider interests she de¬ 
cides that nobody cares, and lets her 
mind wear a slatternly dress too. She 
never realizes that one’s own enthus¬ 
iasms may make other people care, or 
that personal uplift lies at the root of 
every reform. If the salt itself has lost 
its savor, wherewithal shall it be salted? 
Maturity and old age may lose en¬ 
thusiasm, after the hard struggle that 
comes to so many of us, but we still 
look for hope and buoyancy to untried 
youth, and we are sad indeed when it 
disappoints us. Suppose our plans for 
culture and all the greater possibilities 
of life fade, one by one, like rainbow 
gold? At least we have had the joy of 
planning, and even rainbow gold may 
add a little gilding to everyday things. 
Day dreams that cause discontent and 
idleness, or neglect of real essentials, 
are a weakening form of self indulg¬ 
ence, but there is another form of air 
castle that makes the hard things of 
daily life merely a disciplinary prelude 
to the things we hope for. So let the 
girl of ambitious dreams remember that 
the best training for fine clothes is to 
learn how to wear simple ones with 
grace and dignity; that the best training 
for the great world is the kindliness, 
patience and interest in others that 
sweetens life in a small circle, and that 
any knowledge we may gain has its use, 
even on a desert island. “What’s the 
use?” If primitive man had never pro¬ 
gressed beyond that stage, we might 
still be living in caves, each one 
growling in a corner over the bone 
wrested from the common stock. 
Old Newspapers. 
When I opened the door of my neigh¬ 
bor’s kitchen that Monday morning and 
asked her to tell me again how she 
made those delicious cranberry pies she 
took to the Grange, I found her pick¬ 
ing up the debris of the Sunday papers 
—supplements and pictures, etc. 
“What do you do with such a mess 
of stuff?” she asked despairingly, “I sup¬ 
pose if I were really economical I 
should tie them up for the ragmen, but 
I can’t endure their haggling ways, and 
besides I haven’t the room or time to 
be bothered with a lot of this stuff, 
so I burn it as fast as we can.” 
“You make a great mistake there,” I 
said, “I save all the newspapers I can 
get my hand on. Did you every try us¬ 
ing it in place of lamp-cloths? You will 
have some of the clearest chimneys you 
ever saw. Then I wet several papers 
in warm water and wring them quite 
dry, tear into bits and sprinkle over the 
carpets before sweeping. It saves lots 
of dust on the furniture and brightens 
up the carpet magically. Then I take a 
damp piece, put on a little kerosene and 
dust the furniture. It saves lots of 
dirty old rags around, and is as good 
in results as a furniture polish, with less 
bother and no expense. I use it to 
polish windows and I tell you they are 
clear and shining enough for the most 
critical housekeeper. There is no dust 
or lint from the paper, and from a 
sanitary point of view nothing could 
be more healthful, for you see I gather 
up the dirt and burn it, instead of col¬ 
lecting it and dissolving it in water at 
some future time. The newspaper is 
tough and will stand a great deal of 
use. It is very useful to wrap woolens 
and furs in for Summer storage. I 
never knew moths or bugs or flies to 
molest anything done up in newspaper. 
The printer’s ink is as effective a pro¬ 
tection as expensive gum camphor or 
old cedar chests. Very frequently, when 
John or the hired men are going off on 
a long cold ride they come to me with 
a couple of newspapers and say, ‘Tuck 
this down between my shoulders, will 
you? Nothing like a piece of newspaper 
to keep a fellow’s back warm.’ I have 
used it inside an extra pair of stockings 
to keep dry and warm when obliged to 
wade through snowdrifts, and once I 
took some plaster of Paris, newspaper 
and water, made a sort of putty and 
filled the cracks of an old floor, then 
two coats of deck paint and I had a 
handsome floor, as smooth and even as 
glass. I never put potato parings, apple 
refuse or anything not liquid in the 
swill-pail. In fact, we haven’t any real 
swill-pail. A sheet of newspaper will 
do as well and I simply throw it all 
into the pig’s pen, or after shaking 
the parings to the biddies or cows, drop 
the paper on the manure pile. I count 
old newspaper among the greatest and 
most economical helps for the busy 
housewife. It saves so much time and 
strength and gives such good results. 
Why, I shouldn’t be able to do any 
work without a big lot of newspaper 
handy. I can’t tell you half the work 
it will do. It makes me ache to think 
of burning paper just to get it out of 
the way.” 
“Well,” said my neighbor, “I’m gj,ad 
to find a use for it. We're never to 
old to learn are we? Here I am 70 
and just finding out that paper is a good 
dust-cloth. O'h, yes, those pics! You 
sit down here by this window while I 
hunt up.that recipe. You know how I 
keep cranberries until late like this, don’t 
you? Just put them into a clean paper 
bag—tie the bag up tight and hang it 
in the cellarway. Yes, most everybody 
likes my pies. There, I’ve found it! 
Shall I write it off for you? Take a 
cupful of nice red cranberries, chop 
them a little, a quarter of a cup of 
seeded raisins, one tablespoonful of mo¬ 
lasses and four of sugar, two teaspoon¬ 
fuls cornstarch and a pinch of salt. Mix 
the sugar, cornstarch, salt and molasses 
together, and then add the cranberries 
and raisins. Make a nice rich crust and 
fill with the cranberries.” 
ADAH COLCORD BARNES. 
Farm Cheese of Years Age. 
We used a tub to set the milk in, bowl 
with holes in center for draining, bars 
to lay across tub, a linen strainer to lay 
over curd and bowl, hoop and press. A 
kettle is needed to heat milk and whey 
in, tray to chop the curd in, all to be 
kept sweet and for cheese only. 
Mix night and morning’s milk, heat it 
blood warm, add enough rennet to set 
the curd in an hour. When hard enough 
cross with a knife, let it stand for 
whey to rise. Lay the linen cloth over 
the curd and dip the whey with a saucer 
into the kettle to heat for scalding the 
curd. Dip curd into the strainer over 
bowl to drain the rest of whey out. 
When dry slice the curd and pour over 
the hot whey (not too hot) ; let drain 
off, chop fine in tray, salt, and place in 
the cloth over hoop; press. Before night 
take out, have a clean cloth in hoop, 
turn cheese over, and leave in press 
until ready to put in cheese next day. 
A cool room north window is preferred 
to keep and cure. Rub cheese with the 
fat (sausage fat is good), turn every 
day for awhile, keep the flies away; 
wash everything in cool water first, then 
hot, and dry in air. This is the way 
we used to do it, and we get no cheese 
like it now, mild and soft. No Jersey 
milk for it either; that for butter. It 
looks like work, doesn’t it, but as Mary 
Dondero writes, it is best to see some 
one do it. Have I made it plain? One 
must practice to get just the right 
amount of rennet or salt; too much 
salt makes it hard, too much rennet 
strong. a. b. 
The foods we eat furnish energy 
for the body just as burning coal 
makes steam for an engine. 
The experiments of Prof. 
Frankland, Ph. D., of London, 
show that cod liver oil yields two 
and one-half times more energy 
than starches or sweets. 
Scott’s Emulsion 
is pure cod liver oil combined 
with hypophosphites of lime and 
soda. It forms fat, gives strength, 
enriches the blood, invigorates 
the nerves, and repairs tissues. 
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THE NEXT TIME 
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will outwear two ordinary pa Ira. 
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Next to the foot is a smooth 
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then a filling sole of rubber, then a heavy 
reinforced rubber welt sole vulcanized to 
the upper. And a sewed Rock Oak leather 
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Standard Calicoes 
Our grandmothers wore Simpson- 
Eddystone Silver Grey cotton prints. 
Our mothers are wearing them today. 
Ask them about quality—how they 
wear and hold their color. Let them 
show you the neat stylish patterns. 
Quality was paramount in grand¬ 
mother’s time. The same today in 
Simpson-Eddystone Prints. 
Standard for over 65 years. 
Ask your dealer for Simpson-Eddystone Prints. If he 
hasn’t them write us his name. We'll help him supply 
you. Don’t accept substitutes and imitations. 
The Eddystone Mfg. Co., Philadelphia 
Established by Wm. Simpson, Sr. 
Three generations ol 
Simpsons have made 
PRINTS 
Founded 1842 
