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side of Ann ice, next the window, which opened oil
the flower garden, lay Elam s striped umbrella, where
it had bben thrown down from its rest against the
wail by Anriice’s poodle, who had then crept inside of
it to take a hap.
Elam had told me he was going to be coldly polite
and haughty to Annice, but when he saw her in her
pretty blue house dress, looking so fresh and dainty,
he turned red and stammered that he had just called
to get his things. -He reached for the umbrella and
the poodle woke up in a fright and started out at
the wrong end of the umbrella. The maker of that
sun-shade knew his business, for the article held
firm and as the poodle jumped, one, two, three, the
umbrella, poodle and all went through the low French
window and down into the flower pit below, carrying
with them Annice’s pdt kitten that had oeen taking
a nap on the top of the pit. Instantly there Was
chaos, a whirling mixture of cat, dog, and striped
umbrella. Annice screamed, the hen flew up, squawk
ing shrilly, mam snatched up his hat and clapped it
on his head—egg and all —and flew out to the rescue
of his umbrella. He got it and leaped out of the pit,
followed by the frantically yelping poodle and the
kitten, with bristled tail held high and meowing for
all she was worth. The din excited the big brindle
watch dog, and leaping and roaring he tried to break
his chain. The scene became dramatic. Annice had
rushed to the aid of the kitten. Elam, with the
yelping cur at his heels, was trying to make his way
to the gate, when suddenly the big bull dog broke
his fastening and bore down on the scene with
ferocious roars. Elam leaped the fence with the
agility of a catamount and jumped into the automo
bile, leaving his umbrella on the other side of the
fence. I bowed to Annice, while Dobbs was getting
the auto under way. She was standing hugging her
rescued kitten and struggling convulsively to keep
in her laughter. We heard a stifled burst of mirth
as we rolled down the avenue. Elam declares he heard
Annice say “Sick ’em!” to the bull dog, when he
cleared the fence, but I think this was in his imagi
nation only, as that Tennessee girl is a lady.
DR. NAT.
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UPLIFTING HER MEN FRIENDS.
In the Household department of a weekly paper
I recently saw a well written letter from a young
woman who said she was enjoying the diversion of
corresponding with two young men w T hom she had
never seen and who were personally unknown to her
family and friends. She had been drawn into the
correspondence by having had published a letter
giving some spicy opinions about courtship and mar
riage. The young men replied to this communica
tion in private letters, which the editor of the paper
forwarded to her address. The young lady took the
view of corresponding with unknown men that it is
not only “great fun,” but improving as well, and
may be made the means of uplifting the men cor
respondents mentally and morally. I do not agree
with her. If there is good in a man it will be
known by his associates and friends, whose appre
ciation should be far more to him than that of a
stranger. I should think a girl would have enough
to occupy her if she did the work of uplifting to
those of her associates who are immediately around
her without searching far and wide for a field in
which to do good, and leaving her own special task
undone. I believe that charity should begin at home.
Let everyone act according to this rule, and there
will be no need for anyone to write to strangers in
search of sympathetic and uplifting friends. In the
letter I mentioned stress was laid on the enjoyment
to be gained from an unknown correspondent. But
in this view also it seems to me unnecessary, and
that friends and reading matter should suffice, with-
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The Golden Age for May 28, 1908.
out taking the risk of writing to one who is unknown
to you, and whom you are not even sure is respect
able. If (as is certain) a girl should abstain from
even the appearance of evil, she must be cautious,
and if an unknown correspondent she must have,
she should, at least, make inquiries about his stand
ing and character before she replies to his letters.
Macon, Ga. ANNIE LAURIE.
MY CAROLINA HOME—THE HOUSEHOLD
MEMBERS.
Another of the old Bunny South Household baml
would like to enter The Golden Age circle. The
Household department is full of interesting letters •
and I am always delighted to see one of the old
familiar names. I wish all the writers would describe
their homes and tell us something about their every
day lives. I live in South Carolina in the most
beautiful Section of the State. My home is in the
country and on a farm. From where I am sitting I
overlook a panorama of green hills and fields, girdled
by a distant forest. In the foreground an immense
magnolia stretches its branches, whose glossy green
leaves are interspersed with cream white buds and
blossoms. On either side of me are stately trees,
oaks, elms, cedars, spruce, pine, and coffee trees, and
in the center of the large yard beds of flowers of
various kinds and colors bloom profusely and waft
me their sweet breath, the most richly fragrant being
the cape jasmine. Pendant from a large elm is an
old-fashioned white oak swing, swaying slowly to and
fro in the breeze, as if to entice the children to come
and enjoy a swing. On my right, beyond a little
valley and beyond it on a rather high hill is a little
brown school house to which I daily trudged when I
was a happy child. On my left extends a wide field
of young corn, so green and luxuriant that I fancy
I can see it growing as it waves joyously in the
breeze. Looking at it, I recall, sadly, the old song:
“When the corn turns yellow I will come and claim
my love.”
Farther on stretches the velvety, green-shaded pas
ture, where the cows and horses are feeding and a
flock of geese, with their yellow goslings, are swim
ming where the brook widens to make a grass
fringed pond. This beautiful shaded meadow is a
fine place for picnics, and I recall one especially that
took place there a few years ago. It was just there,
under that low-spreading oak, that a young couple
sat, a handsome youth and a shy girl, who tore her
wild flower bouquet to piece while he was telling
her the old, old story. What was the sequel of the
affair? Ah! that is indeed another story which I
shall not trouble you to hear, since it is not in
unison with this sweet, glad day and the joyous
whistle of “Bob White” that comes up from the
stubble field on the hillside.
I greatly enjoy The Golden Age Household, and
think all the fetters are good. I particularly admire
Julia Coman Tait, Mattie Howard, Annice, F. L. Orton,
and Margaret Richard. Margaret’s poems and those of
Arthur Goodenough are poems in the truest sense of
the word. I also like Ben Ivy very much, and I
greatly enjoy the letters and sketches of Old Wo
man and Sue Albritton. I am glad Mrs. Bryan has
not left us. We would feel lost indeed without her,
and I feel safe and comfortable at the thought tnat
we have with us three efficient doctors, the best that
graced the Sunny South colony, Dr. Nat, Dr. Botts,
and Dr. Gem. Dr. Nat’s illness distressed his old
friends greatly, but he must be well again, as we heai'
of his having the erratic but ever delightful Elam
Tony under his professional care. We hope to hear
through him how the new “Coelebs in Search of a
Wife” is coming on. ELIZABETH.
South Carolina.
SOME HOUSEHOLD HINTS.
Remove stains from cups and saucers by scouring
with fine coal ashes.
I?
Vinegar improves by keeping, therefore it is best
to lay in a large supply.
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Chamois can be washed in warm water without
soap; rinse well, and pull and stretch to soften while
drying.
A good cleaning powder for windows and mirrors
is prepared by moistening calcined magnesia with
pure benzine.
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Clean brasses or mahogany or other furniture by
rubbing with chamois skin dipped in either powdered
whiting or rotten stone mixed with sweet oil.
Whole cloves are now used to exterminate the
merciless and industrious moth. It is said they are
more effectual as a destroying agent than either
tobacco, camphor, or cedar shavings.
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To Remove Ink Stains from clothing, dip in pure
melted tallow. When baking cake or bread and the
oven gets too hot, the temperature may be reduced
by placing a pan of cold water in the oven. —Bessie
L. King.
Be very particular about disinfecting the kitchen
sink. Washing soda, two tablespoonfuls to a gallon
of boiling water, makes an excellent wash to pour
hot into the sink after you have finished using it.
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Waxed paper bags are a new idea for holding
coffee, fruit, confections, etc. They are also useful
for packing furs and woolens away from moths, the
paraffine coating rendering them both air and water
tight.
Do not scrape the inside of frying pans, as after
this operation any preparation fried is liable to
catch or burn to the pan. If the pan has black
inside, rub it well with a hard crust of bread, and
wash in hot water, mixed with a little soda.
If the coal cinders, when taken from the stove,
are put in an old tin, and cold water poured over
them, in an hour you will have nice clean cinders
that will burn clearly and well, without the disagree
able trouble of sifting them.
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Breaded Veal Cutlets.—Roll the cutlets in fine
crumbs, salted and peppered; dip into beaten egg,
then again in crumbs. Set on ice for an hour to get
firm, and fry in deep fat, turning three times, care
fully. Cook slowly after the first five minutes, as
underdone veal is unwholesome and unpalatable.
Imitation Terrapin.—Make a white roux of two
tablespoonfuls of butter and half as much flour;
when it bubbles add a cupful of cold chicken cut
into dice, a teaspoonful of onion juice, salt and pep
per to taste, and enough stock to keep all froni
burning. Cook for ten minutes before stirring in
two hard-boiled eggs chopped fine and a cup of rich
milk heated, with a pinch of soda stirred in, the
juice of half a lemon and a glass of sherry. Boil and
serve. i
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