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“FOR SWEET CHARITY*”
A Varied and Charming Entertain
ment—a Humorous Lecture.
On the evening of Sep. 10, there was a delight-
1 * a “ d successful entertainment given at Col
iege Chapel, Gainesville for the benefit of yellow
eV * r ^ ^ufferers. This pleasant afiair was sug
gested by one given about two weeks since at
" ew Holland Springs, which was a complete
success, both artistically and financially and was
arranged by Mr. H. H. Colquitt, ably assisted
w 7V J ,° r and Mrs - Jno. D. Munnerlyn, Mr. W.
. an ^ others. The entertainment
at uainesville was a much more public and am-
ltious affair, and realized a handsome sum for
roe reltef of the fever stricken which will be
e t forward without delay. It was under the
t g ! n ? en A of Mre - p * H - L. Cohen of Augusta,
assisted by the guests of the Piedmont Hotel, and
the hotel at New Holland Springs and several
jaaies and gentlemen from Gainesville. The hall,
priuting, etc., were freely donated so
. a r_ -here was absolutely no expense connected
with the affair and the relief it extends will drop
as treely ‘as the gentle dew of Heaven.’
lo give an idea of the literary, musical and
dramatic talent employed it is necessary only to
give the programme with a word of comment
here and- there. The evening opened with an
overture by the Piedmont Hotel band which
was very acceptably rendered. Second an in-
strumental duet (two pianos) MisBes Lake and
omith of Macon. Their selection was a medley
introducing many sweet airs and played with
much skill. Third, recitation of ‘The Haven’
by Miss Hattie Trammell of Gainesville, a
young lady whose elegant figure and intel
lectual expression of her lovely face adds much
to the fine manner and dramatic earnestness of
her delivery. Fourth, song ‘Waiting,’ by Miss
Hutt of Gainesville, whose bird-like trills will
haunt the memory. Fifth, recitation of Tenny
son’s powerful poem, ‘Two Sisters,’ by Mr. H.
H. Colquitt - Mr. Colquitt has a rich penetrat
ing voice and a fine conception of the tragic
-orce of Tennyson’s grand poem and his thor
ough naturalness and freedom from rant render
ed his recitation particularly pleasing. Sixth,
vocal duet Major and Mrs. Munnerlyn accompa
nied on the piano by Miss Wellborn Colquitt,
herself a distinguished musician. Major and
Mrs. M. had the good taste to sing one of the
sweet old bailards ‘Meet me by Moonlight Alone’
and I am sure it was never more beautifully
sung even on the concert stage. Mrs. M’s voice
is tender and fiute-like, with which the rich,
sonorous tones of the Major’s fine baritone
charmingly accords. Following this came a
recitation of Adelaide Proctor's, ‘A Legend of
Bergeny’ — considered by the critical audience,
the gem of the performance. This was render
ed by Miss Georgia Ball of your city, and I
need scarcely tell Atlanta readers that it was ex-
quisitly recited. Miss B. has a very cultivated
and winning voice, enhanced by her lovely pres
ence. Her recitation received much applause
and a boquet of vivid, beautiful flowers from
some Hall County admirer. Music by the orches
tra— afterwards an original lecture by Mr. W. W.
Colquitt, who has made quite a reputation dur
ing his stay here by his brightness, originality
and wit. As the lecture is short and two good
to be lost to a larger public I crave space for it
here.
‘And Cain went into the land of Nod and took
unto himself a wife.’
‘Why in the good old days of Adam and Eve
mutton should have been a more acceptable offer
ing than a cocoa-nut or a squash sacred histo
ry does not record, yet it is nevertheless true
that Cain’s little vegetable dinner was chucked
aside and the little lamb that followed Able to
school was a sacrifice that was meet; nor was it at
all extraordinary that Cain’s dander should have
risen, for didn’t he during the spring have to
plough and distribute Baugh’s super-phosphate,
while in the summer he had to use his old dry
goods to make a scare-crow and his little needle-
gun to frighten away the larv.-e of the caterpillar
from his cotton and the crows from his corn-
patch ? On the othor hand Able had simply no
business to transact. Wool had not then been
utilized for making green striped grenadines
and a fig leaf uniform (summer style) was the
only costume then in vogue. Cain seeing that
truck-farming was not remunerative and also not |
acceptable, desired a more lucrative vocation; |
having figured awhile on sheep farming, it pan- i
ned out pretty well (on paper) he therefore slew
his brother because he was Able. He not being
adapted to the pursuit of sheep-raising, packed
his little calico valise and traveled into a far
country. The sheep business has since lan- {
guished until recently recusitated in Worth and
adjoining counties. Whether Cain went by J
Gilbert's elevated railway or, on account of the
recent fratricide, was afraid of the Western Un
ion telegraph and traveled by private convey
ance is not known, nor is the accurate date ot
his arrival, the register having been destroyed.
If he went by private conveyance, how then
did he cross the river Euphrates? Pontoons
were comparatively unknown and Waters had
not applied for the patent upon his papier mache
single sculls.
Plantation work was not then Cain’s forte for
God had decreed that the earth should not yield
him its strength. My theory is that he went
into the lumber business, manufacturing sleep
ers— for did he not obtain his wife in the land
of Nod? Cain’s lineage was pure, for he could
trace it to the first inhabitants of the country,
and he should therefore have been excessively
exclusive as to who he should admit into his cir
cle of society. As it does not appear that he had
letters of introduction from any one, nor is it
certain that he was acquainted with any other
person, who introduced him ? Adam and Eve were
the only couple on this sublunary sphere, where
then did Cain obtain his wile? God has created
of all living animals both male and female—
some species of these had migrated into this
country which Cain subsequently discovered—
Cain found them there, was aware that they
could trace their antecedents to a time prior to
his own (about three days.) He wanted noth
ing for a wife but one of the original blue mud
aristocracy and therefore took unto himself a
genuine Brazilian ourang-outang and from these
—Cain and the baboon—have descended the Af
rican race. Who more systematically or geneol-
ogically should come from the land of Nod ?
Thus both in the abstract and in the concrete is
the Darwinian theory corroborated.’
This humorous and unique conception of the
text elicited so much commendation from the
audience that Mr. Colquitt consented to deliver
his equally original discourse entitled: ‘And
Eve she did tackle the Celestial fruit.’
Music by the orchestra closed the first part.
The second part of the programme opened with
a bango solo and song by Mr. McLain oi Gaines
ville— in negro character. The jokes were so good
and fresh, the singing so pleasing and the entire
‘get up’ so complete and perfect that Mr. Mc
Lain was encored twice. I am told that he
makes a pastime of his talent in this line and
that he is only an amateur, but he would put
many a member of the San Francisco minstrels
or Happy Cal's band to the blush. Then came
Mrs. Jarley’s wax works—Consisting of twelve
different figures or sets of figures—Mrs Jarley
(Mr. Robinson of South Carolina,) delivered his
lecture of explanation well and was well rein
forced by Slum and Little Nell. Some of the best
were ‘Sally Brass and the Marchioness,’ ‘Corne
lia and her jewels,’ Mrs, Gargery and Pip,’
‘Maid of Athens and Lord Byron. The cos
tumes were admirable and the death-like still-:
ness of the figures remarkable. I
To add to the wonderful success of this
performance one only need be told that the
whole thing was designed and carried out within
the brief space of three days, and to Mrs Cohen’s
wonderful mental and physical energy and
sweet-humored unselfishness is due the greater
part of the success of the entertainment.
Mrs. C. leaves many friends behind her in
our little Mountain city and our gates will be
thrown wide on the hinges when she {(gain hon
ors us with the brightness of her presence.
This closes our watering-place festivities for
the season and we feel grateful to the many
charming people of the low country who have
come among us to enliven and entertain uf,
Hall County.
Fair Woman.
The ex-Empress Eugenie, who has been of
late in Vienna, proposes buying a large estate
in Austria and making that oountry her resi
dence. The waters of Ems lately cured her of
a cough.
In the Commune de L’Heraidt, France, a
priest has eloped with a young girl who was on
the point of being married to another man. She
took with her in cash $8,000 dowry giyen by her
father.
Mrs. Mackay, wife of Bonanza King, has a
sapphire which was once the property of a Rus
sian prince, and it cost her $150,000. It is an
inch in diameter. Her pearl necklace cost $100-
000, and her coral set cost $18,000.
Mrs. Fanny Washington Finoh, the great
grand niece of Washington and supposed to be
his nearest living relative, is keeping a board
ing house in Washington and has recently had
her furniture attached by a landlord for rent
Miss Harriet Hosmer is an inventor as well as
a sculptor. She is said to have discovered a
new motive power, which she will shortly pre
sent to the world. She is now exhibiting in
London her fine statue of the ‘Pompeian Senti
nel.’
A somnambulist in Herkimer county rose from
his bed and walked a mile in undress with a
lamp in his hand to call upon his sweetheart.
She and her mother were about retiring for the
night when they answered his knock. In aston
ishment they conducted him to a chamber, re
ceiving his explanations in the morning, and
procuring more suitable clothing for him.
Three tramps imposed upon a respectable Dal
las (Texas) widow named Orten, one of them
courting her seventeen-year-old daughter, who
agreed to marry him, another forging the mar
riage certificate, while the third, pretending to
be a minister, went through a bogus ceremony.
After partaking of a wedding breakfast in the
morning, prepared by the mother, the trio left
for parts unknown.
A few days ago a girl of sixteen was brought
before a Police Justice for petty theft, when she
stated to the Court that she was a partly adopted
daughter of her employer, who used her services
as a domestic, but paid her no wages. She was
almost destitute of clothing, and took the money
to get clothes. This plan of adoption is worthy
of consideration by economical housekeepers.
It might effect very valuable reduction in the
cost of servants’ maintenance.
Thoughts from La Vie Parisienne: It is sim
ply incredible the point to which women carry
ignorance of the value of words and knowledge
of their price! To touch their hearts it is bet
ter to show a closed fist tnan to stretch out an
open hand; they are always ready to bestow
alms upon a bandit. Heaven gave women
tongues to ask questions with and eyes to give
answers with. Confess, ye who know the sex
thoroughly, that it is often a more meritorious
act for a woman to allow something good to -be
said of another woman than it would be for her
to say it herself.
A School of Beauty.—In England it is pro
posed to open a school where young ladies shall
be taught beauty on natural principles. A sol
emn pledge is exacted from the pupils not to
use any of the artifices with which mantua-ma-
kers, milliners, hairdressers and perfumers
manufacture amateur angels. The hair is to be
arranged naturally, somewhat in the style of
the huntress Diana, and the dress is to conform
to the shape, without the abomination of corsets.
The entire uselessness of many article of female
attire is only equalled by their entire ugliness.
From the head, deformed with artificial hair
and hats with birds and feathers, flowers and
butterflies, down to the feet and ankles, drag
gled about with skirts that sweep up the mud or
dust, the feminine fashion of dress is one mass
of absurdities.
A Servant Girl’s Paradise.—Australia is the
servant girl’s paradise. A lady in Melbourne,
who had advertised for domestic aid, received
a call from a pretty maid, with unexceptionable
references, a pleasing manner, and a willing
disposition. The lady was charmed, and en
gaged her on the spot. ‘But I have always had
a whole day’s leave of absence every fortnight,’
the young girl remarked, pausing on the thresh
old, ‘and an evening a week besides.' ‘You
shall not be deprived ot them,’ was the encour
aging reply. ‘And this is a very lonely place,
ma'am,' the girl rejoined, ‘and I could not come
home by myself. Would the master mind com
ing for me ?’ The lady hesitated a moment, but
as a good girl is not to be picked up every day,
she finally consented; and when her husband
returned she informed him that he would have
to refuse all invitations for two nights in one
week and one in the other in order to go after
the new help.
A Woman who Needed Praying for.—‘La
dies,’ said Mrs. Woodward, of Roselle, to the
managers of the Newark Orphan Asylum, ‘ pray
for me that I may have strength to bring this
boy up right.’ The boy was an orphan whom
she was taking to her rural home. She prom
ised to bring him up like a gentleman. He
should be free from contact with depraved city
boys who pitch pennies and go to the circus.
He should in due time be educated to be a cler
gyman or a physician, with the distinct under
standing that whether he should eventually
preach or practice he should pursue the chosen
avocation of his life in a gentlemanly way.
Forthwith this prayerful and pious woman led
away the little man by the hand, and he, rejoic
ing in freedom from the restraint of the walls of
an asylum, gladly trotted along with her. It
seems that the prayers of the ladies for strength
to be vouchsafed to Mrs. Woodward were an
swered in a way which proved exceedingly dis
agreeable to the orphan. Having started him
out as early as three in the morning to milk the
cows, she brought down on him the force of her
strong right hand because he did not milk to
her entire satisfaction. Beaten, pounded,
thrashed, spanked and cuffed, this orphan soon
found life a burden to him, and went out on
the roadside to die. But life is sweet, even un
der disadvantageous circumstances, and the vic
tim of Mrs. Woodward’s cruelty resolved to flee
to his unole in Newark and live. His body was
found to be a mass of braises, and the ladies of
the asylum have now ceased their prayers for
Mrs. Woodward and have had her arrested for
her maltreatment of the poor orhhan. There
are said to be more orphans on her farm who are
having as rough a time of it as the poor fellow
had who ran away. These boys should imme
diately run away, and should take measures to
recover damages from their fair tormentor. A
woman who will thus impose upon orphans
ought to be made an example of in the most
summary manner.
The Stage.
‘Diplomacy,’ at the Boston Museum, has ex
actly hit the "public fancy.
Two Californians have made plays out of Bret
Harte’s ‘M’liss,’ and each is suing the other for
exclusive right to the borrowed material.
Miss Kate Putnam has a new comedy, Three
Pairs of Shoes. As walking may be bad next
season, they are ‘handy to have in the house.’
Miss Kate Claxton has offered Miss Maggie
Mitchell a premium of $1000 over and above the
price she paid for Mr. Louis Vider’s Birds of
Passage.
Wills, the English dramatist, is engaged in
writing a play for heroic (?) Rignold. He has
been at work for four years—and yet George is
not pleased.
Mr. Clifton Tayleure has gone into bankrupt
cy; but he says, ‘For every debt honestly due
by me, I hope to be ultimately able to pay dol
lar for dollar.’
Miss Jeffreys-Lewis, the actress of the Monta
gue company, who married a San Francisco
stockbroker, tells a reporter that Montague was
engaged to marry Maud Granger.
Liza Weber stripped to a state of nudity to do
Mazappa in London, but failed to draw. The
Prince of Wales was away with a hunting party
during the run; hence the withdrawal.
An author claims peculiar creative power for
Shakspeare in his Two Gentlemen of Verona.
He add : ‘I have been half my life in Verona,
and could never find a gentleman in it.’
Miss Rose Eytinge announces her farewell
tour of America, She begins it at the Walnut
Street Theater,Philadelphia,next Monday night,
supported by Cyril Searle. Miss Rose Eytinge
has offered her services for th6 benefit of the yel
low fever sufferers.
The Danbury News says that Clara Morris is
considerably embarrassed in regard to the man
uscript of a play sent her by Charles Reade. It
adds that if she does not accept it Reade will
call her a mendacious ignoramus, an unmitigat
ed lout and a fractured idiot.
Miss Adelaide Lennox wants to know ‘where
is the manager who will give me an opportunity
to show my abilities, leaving the public to make
the decision ?’ We thought the public had ren
dered their decision in Miss Lennox’s case some
few years ago, when she played at the Grand
Opera House.
At the recent performance in New York for
the benefit of the yellow fever sufferers, the gross
receipts were 1522 —expenses nothing, as thea
tre, orchestra, gas, carpenter’s work, etc., were
all donated. The services of the actors were also
given. Booth, Jefferson, McCullough and Mary
Anderson, were among those who contributed
their services.
Philadelphia, Sep. 7.—Rose Eytinge, who
has generously offered her services fer a benefit
in this city, for the relief of the yellow fever suf
ferers in the South,has also written a strong let
ter complaining of the action of a member of the
Philadelphia yellow fever fund committee yes
terday, who objected to the raising of fands by
play people. She says: ‘In a long experience
as an actress, this is the first instance I ever met
with, when a committee formed to do a work oi
charity, turned its attention from its legitimate
work to insult an honorable profession. ’
Miss Mary Anderson reappeared in New York
at the Seventh Avenue Theatre, on Thursday
night of last week, playing Parthenia in ‘Ingo-
mar.’ She has been absent sqiiie months in Eu
rope, and it has been remarked in several quar
ters that her experience abroad had perfected
or improved her acting. It has done nothing of
the kind. Parthenia is one of her best parts,
but her faults in it are j usFV'T' 'Arihg as they
were last winter. She is simply what she was
before, a person with untrained natural gifts,
which would enable her to become a great act
ress if they were properly developed and culti
vated.
Miss Genevieve Ward, the American actress
who has been studying her profession in Dub
lin, recently made her appearance in New York,
at Booth’s Theater, in Will’s new drama of Jane
Shore, which is based upon Rowe’s play of that
name. An immense audience was assembled to
do her honor and she was literally pelted with
boquets. She has a good stage presence and
fills her part with a correctness that showed pa
tient study and care. Her acting, however, was
too mechanical, and too evident attention was
paid to the mere ‘business’ of the stage. Like
Anna Dickenson, she impreses the spectator
with her intellect and firmness of will, but not
with her imagination or depth of feeling.
Philadelphia, Pa., September 7.—Several of
the members of the Philadelphia yellow fever
fund cemmittee asserted to-day that their action
in declining to allow theatrical performances to
take place under the auspices of the committee
has been misinterpreted. They say that the
position the committee took was that it did not
wish to take the care or responsibility of tickets
for entertainments. If anybody is disposed to
unite in the good work by giving theatrioal en
tertainments the committee will be thankful,
but it was not deemed prudent to interfere in
the matter of entertainments. On the other
hand Miss Rose Eytinge received, this afternoon
the following telegram from the New York yel
low fever committee:
‘New York, September 7th.
‘Your letter in this day’s papers meets with
the approbation of the entire committee of New
York. As the Philadelphia committee are un
willing to accept the contributions for the bene
fit of the yellow fever sufferers from ‘play peo
ple,’ send them to us and we will most cheer
fully disburse them for such charity, in accor
dance with your instructions.
‘Ernest F. Fallos,
‘Secretary of the Committee.’
Genevieve Ward as Jane Shore.—Genevieve
Ward, who has been heralded from over the wa
ters as a performer of uncommon merit, has ap
peared as Jane Shore, and has impressed her
calm and impartial critics with the conviction
that some actresses are made by the nowspapers
—not born. There is nothing whatever in Miss
Ward’s acting to denote inspiration and it is ut
terly devoid of those sympathetic touches that
enchain an audience's feelings; she is totally
destitute, in short, of charm; she is plainly a
hard worker, and it is to energy, experience and
tact that she owes her position; she has studied,
too, in the best schools of foreign art, and cop
ies Ristori with a fidelity which does credit
alike to her intelligence and to her imitative
faculties. In no respect was her deficiency mors
conclusively shown than in the second act, where
Mr. Wills has devised a powerful, if occasion-
nally prolix, scene to show the return of Jane
Shore to her home, whence, as she claims, she
has been torn to serve as the mistress of the
king. In this episode the actress should have
strongly moved the house; her cries, her tears,
her petitions in the presence of her j ustly in
flexible husband ;her swoon, when led to believe
that her child is dead, might have so wo rked
upon the feelings of her spectators that they
would have almost been tempted to grow impa
tient at the honorable man’s obduracy,and won
der that repentanoe so sincere should not be
allowed to atone for sin. But Miss Ward was
in this act as in the first, governed by regula
tions and never by impulse. Jane Shore, ac
cording to her lights, was a rather business-like
person, who, having been deposed by the king’s
death, and not oaring to enter into any other
arrangement of the same character, had conclu
ded to return to her husband’s bed and board.
A Little Fun.
Any father who would go out and put tar on
top of his front gate after dark, must be lost to
all sense of humanity and ordinary respectabil
ity.
‘If I should marry Eliza Jane,’ said the pros
pective son-in-law, ‘I should frankly confess
one thing in advance—I am of a rather hasty
temper and apt to get mad without cause.’ ‘Oh,
that'll be all right,’ blandly replied the dear old
lady; ‘I shall go and live with you, and I’ll see
that you always have cause.’
A mother was trying to break her five-year-
old boy of the habit of lying by telling him that
all liars went to hell. She gave him a moving
account of the terrors of the place, whereupon
he exclaimed, ‘Why mother, I couldn’t stan’ it!’
‘But you would be made to stand it,’said she.’
‘Oh, well,’ said the youngster, ‘if I could stan'
it, I don’t care.’
At a Harrison County, Ky., wedding the bride
danced several charming reels within a circle of
three feet in diameter. She changed shoes once
on account of her new ones not sounding right
against the floor. The prompter gave the very
unique commands during the dance, ‘Rock to
the right, rock to the left,grind the coffee, wring
the dish-rag, rock the cradle,’ Ac. At the wind
up of the dance the bride showed her agility by
kicking the groom’s hat off his head.
The following note was actually received a few
days ago by a lady from a neighbor. The ‘Jacob
incidentally referred to was the husband of the
writer:
Mrs. B : Will you pleas to lend me a
black bonnet and a black hat and 2 black veils
and a shall or sack and a pair of gloves and
oblige me. Hannah Y .
P. S.—Jacob is dead.
The wife’s victory.—For half an hour before
the circus opened yesterday an anxious looking
middle-aged man was observed walking around
nervously, as if he had a free ticket and was
afraid the show was on the point of bursting up.
When the ticket wagon opened he made a rush
for it and bought a pasteboard, but a woman
dodged into the procession, seized his collar,
and for half a minute the air seemed full of
heels.
‘Going to the circus, eh ? said the woman as
she slammed him around. ‘Sneaked out of the
back way and made a bee-line for here, did you?’
‘Let up on me—stop—for heaven's sake ! stop
this disgraceful conduct!'he ejaculated as he
tried to keep her at arm’s length.
‘Gentlemen,’ she said to the crowd, as she
held up one foot and then the other, ‘see them
shoes? I’ve worn ‘em better nor a year, and
there ain’t nothin’left but heels and shoe-strings.
All the children are just as bad off, and we don’t
have half enough to eat. That explains why
I’m bouncing him—why I’ll make his good-for-
nothing heels break his’good-for-nothing neck!’
They fell over a rope as she grasped him, and
in the confusion he broke away, leaving the ticket
on the ground. A boy handed it to her, and
wiping the mud off her nose with her apron, she
said:
‘I hain’t seen no giraffes, nor clowns, nor
snakes, nor hyenas for twenty-five years, and
being as this ’ere ticket is bought I’ll walk in
and view the gokgeousness, and the children
shall come to-night, if I have to pawn the wash-
tub to raise the money !’—Detroit Free Press.
Domestic Affairs.
Houston, Texas, September 5th, 1878.
Mrs. B—Appreciating the call on the lady
readers of the ‘Sunny South,’ for recipes and con
tributions they deem valuable, I respond, (as I
have been a subscriber to your paper tor many
months,) with the following:
Recipe for Brandy Peaches.—Take a quar
ter of a pound of cooking soda to a large pre
serving kettle of warm water, put in the peaches
and let boil until the skins will rub off with a
course towel. Then to a pound of nice, white
plum peaches, put a half pound of crush sugar,
moisten the sugar with a very little water, put
in the peaches and cook until tender, then put
in jars and pour good apple or peach brandy
over them and let stand over night, Next morn
ing pour off, mix with the syrup, first having
boiled the syrup, add to the peaches and seal
while warm. This is an infallible recipe and
makes the most delightful brandied fruit I ever
tasted.
I tested a recipe taken from your paper, for
sponge cake; but think I can give one more ex
cellent.
To 9 eggs beaten seperately, take lj cups of
sugar and 1J cups of flour, add a teaspoonful of
yeast powder mixed in with a little of the flour,
have a moderate fire until the cake is risen,
then cook quickly. This makes a most delight
ful and economical sponge cake.
In course of time I will favor you with other
valuable contributions and recipes if desired.
Very respectfully: Adrienne Dowell.
Atlanta, Sept. 10.
In response to your request for communica
tions to the Household Department, I send these
receipts, which I have tested and know to be
good.
Baked Pudding, (cheap and nice.)—One pint
milk, four eggs,four tablespoonfals flour. Take
a little of the milk and stir into it a small quan
tity of the flour at a time, to prevent lumping,
stir well. Beat the eggs seperately; when light
add to the batter. Pour the batter into your fry
ing pan and bake at once. Although it requires
only a short while, it is necessary to bake from
the bottom so that it will be thoroughly done.
Eat with wine sauce, made quite sweet. Many
persons prefer adding sugar to the batter instead
of making the sauce sweet.
Raisin Cream Pudding.—First sprinkle two
tablespoonfuls of rice over the bottom of the
pans. Then add one teacup of raisins, one tea
cup of sugar, one quart of sweet milk—or one
pint’of water and one pint of milk,—then put in
about one teaspoon of batter. Bake two hours.
H. Cozart.
Sugar Cake.—Take half a pound of dried
flour, the same quantity ot fresh butter washed
in rose-water, and a quarter of a pound of sifted
loaf sugar,then mix together the flour and sugar,
rub in the butter, and add the yelk of an egg
beaten with a tablespoonful of cream; make it
into a paste, roll, and cut into small round
cakes, which bake upon a floured tin.
French Paste.—To half a pound of flour add
two spoonsful of pounded sugar, rub into it four
ounces of butter, and mix the whole up with the
yelks of two eggs; roll the paste to a moderate
thickness. When the pie is finished, dip a
feather in the white of an egg, and brush it
over with it. L9t it be put in the oven as soon
as possible; a short time will bake it.
Gingerbread.—Rub one pound of butter well
into three pounds of flour, then add one pound
of powdered sugar, one pound of molasses, and
two ounces of ginger, pounded very fine and
sifted; then warm a quarter of a pound of cream,
and mix altogether; you may add caraways and
sweetmeats if you choose; make it into a stiff
paste and bake in a slow oven.
Sponge Gingerbread,—Melt a piece of butter
the size of an egg, mix it with a pint of nice mo
lasses, a tablespoonful of ginger, and a quart of
flour. Dissolve a heaping tablespoonful of sal-
eratus in half a pint of milk, and mix it with the
rest of the ingredients; add sufficient flour to
enable yon to roll it out easily; roll it out about
an inch thiokand bake it on flat tins in a quiok
oven.
Mrs. Jones’ Chickens:
How they Upset the Equanimity of a Board
ing house.
The average female dotes on a bargain, and
just say damaged goods for sale at a bargain,
and she will put on her seven-by-nine shoes, tie
her hat on and walk a half dozen squares to pur
chase a lot of stuff that, when you look at it,
you wonder what you are born for. A friend of
mine, Mrs. Jones, keeps a boarding house, only
for fun, you know, like the rest of them. The
only dissipation the female Jones knows is go
ing to market—that haven of rest, Bcandel and
an interchange of ideas. If any one wants to
know what enjoyment is, pure and simple, let
them see two elderly females in market carefully,
but so faithfully, going over the misdoings of
their bosom friends, while the darkey with the
basket stands first on one foot and then on the
other, rolling his eyes, scaring stray dogs, howl
ing at his acquaintances and otherwise passing
his time. After a ‘dish of talk’ the females sep
arate, only to go through the same thing with
some one else. I may be prejudiced against the
market, because I have a constitutional dislike
of being punched in the back with baskets, and
that is what I generally get if I go to market. I
object if I stop to ask the price of anything, to
have a dozen people to stand on my private corn
and a female whose fancy runs to fish set her
basket on my trail. My friend Mrs. Jones, after
settling the family affairs of numerous acquaint
ances, caught sight of a heathen Chinee of a
countryman, who was loudly crying a bargain
in chickens. Jones halted and listened, and
the woman who halts and listens in the market
is lost.
Another woman was after the chickens, and
that settled the business. Jones bought them,
not having a dim idea where she was to keep
them. In her house was a cellar running the
length of the parlors; so she put them down
there. Hobbs had the parlors, and as all of us
have our hobby, he had his, which was fresh
and a free circulation of air. The cellar door
opened from the back part of the main hall, and
it was one of Hoobs’ firm beliefs that the door
must be kept open. My friend Jones dumped
her chickens into the cellar and fastened the
door, and then proceeded to attend to her duties
in the back part of the house. Hobbs came
home, discovered the shut door and opened it.
The chickens, being of an aspiring, ambitious
turn of mind, came up to look around. Not
liking the pattern of the hall oilcloth, and their
chicken mind being impressed with the motto
of ‘Excelsior,’ they went on up. A dozen well-
regulated chickens roaming around a house can
produce some excitement. Word was carried to
the front—that is to the female Jones—and a
rush was made. Any one who has witnessed a
coon hunt in the South can imagine something
of it. Jones scolded and, I am afraid, swore; the
servants giggled and tore around, and the ohick-
ens cackled and flew. Miss Slimmens, the
old maid, yelled fire; the alarm was struck, and
Hobbs, who opened his window to explain, got
more watering from the hose than he had had
for some time. The female Jones had to exert
all her powers to prevent a z9alousbut mistaken
crowd from tearing up her carpets. The chick
ens in the meantime were being ‘shooed’ down
stairs by excited darkies, and some of them
alighted on Robinson, who had emerged
from his room in white vest, etc., preparatory
to going to a croquet party. The rumpus was
closed after awhile, and every one went out
in the back yard to commune with nature a
spell. One solitary chicken was found late that
night by Miss Slimmins roosting ‘above her
chamber door.’ Nobody says chickens in that
house, and wont for awhile.
A Tiger’s Hatred,
Sometimes, for no very apparent reasons, ani
mals will evince special antipathy toward one
out of a crowd of persons. These animal-aver
sions, as we will call them, are not at all times
easily accounted for, seeing that the object of
antipathy may be a child, or, as in the following
case, a lady, who we are assured had never given
the animals the slightest cause for jealousy or
ill-feeling. Our correspondent writes as fol
lows:
‘Some time ago, in company with some rel
atives and friends, I paid a visit to the Zoologi
cal Gardens at Clifton. One lady of the party,
Mrs. M , had traveled with her husband in
foreign countries, and expressed herself very
fearless about wild beasts. Before entering the
monkey-house, she informed us there was one
monkey which had taken a great dislike to her,
and however long a period elapsed between her
visits,its recognition of her was always instanta
neous. The house in which the monkeys were
confined had cages round the wall, and a huge
one in the centre in which were a large number
of all sizes and shades. We entered or the tip
toe of expectation to see if this time it would
recognize her. We were not long in determin
ing which was the enemy. One of the tribe
jumped from its perch and clung to the bars
nearest to us,chattering and grinning in a fright
ful manner. Whichever side of the cage we
stood the monkey followed, all the time intent
ly watching Mrs, M , who had with her nuts
and ginger-snaps, with which she proceeded to
feed the other monkeys.
Seeing this, Mrs. M ’s enemy sprang upon
them, seized the food and threw it back angrily
in her face, chattering and screaming in great
fury; and I am not sure if it was not the same
monkey that succeeded in tearing off some deep
lace Mrs. M wore round her mantle, and
climbing on to the topmost perch, commenced
tearing it in pieces.
I was not sorry when we left his ugly grinning
face and screeching voice behind us, and paid a
visit to the lion and tiger house. Here, Mrs.
M informed us, was a tiger which would
show its dislike as much as the monkey had
done. Oa seeing her it begun to growl fiercely,
and turning, walked slowly to the other end of
the cage, then facing us again, he threw himself
with great force against the strong bars, which,
had they yielded to the shook, would have in
volved certain death to Mrs. M , who, fixing
her eyes on the enormous beast, and shaking
her umbrella at it, exclaimed, ‘I should like to
tame you, ’ A gentleman standing near watching
the proceedings said, ‘It is your eye it does not
like.’ And here I should mention that Mrs.
M has very dark and prominent eyes. After
visiting other parts of the gardens, we returned
to take a last farewell of the tiger. It was agreed
Mrs. M should remain outside, while some
ot our party entered, myself among tbe number.
We stood before its cage and commenced to make
remarks about it; but, beyond looking at us very
quietly, no farther notice was taken. On the
entrance of Mrs. M nearly the same scene
ensued as at the first visit; at length the huge
animal gave a loud roar, in which all the other
lions and tigers joined. Nearly all rushed from
the place but Mrs. M , who stood her ground
before the cage while the roaring continued,
while the keepers ran in haste to learn the cause
of the disturbance. We then left the gardens,
commenting on the strange conduct and knowl
edge of the monkey and tiger, which after so
long a time had recognized and so unmistakably
expressed their great dislike to Mrs. M
Chamber's Journal.
ANOTHER FAT MAN REDUCED.
H. A. Kufus, dealer In dry goods, Woodhill, 111., writes
Botanic Medicine Co., Buffalo, N. Y„ June Sid, 1S7S :
“Gentlemen—Please And enclosed $5 00, for which send
me, by express, Anti-Fat. I have taken one bottle, and _
I lost five and one-quarter pounds.