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THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA. GEORGIA, SEPTEMBER 23 189S
UOOD-B YE.
Fob This Pag*.
Tbe stars are brightly shining
From out the azure sKy,
And tbe boar has come, sweet-heart
For me to say good bye.
’Tis sad to leave yon thus, dear
God Knows I fain would stay 1
Bat the voice of duty calls
Me from thy side away.
We may not meet again, dear
This side the River s brink,
But, upon some fairer shore.
We’ll find each broken link.
Thank God there is a future
A future bright and fair
And hearts like ours divided
May be united there.
I clasp yon once again dear
dose to my aching heart,
Knowing well the hoar has come
Yet dreading so to part.
The stars are brightly chining
From oat the azure sky;
With your arms about my neck
Now whisper low—good-bye.
C ornwell, S. C. —May Cornwell.
| children are allowed to do as their im-
I mature judgment dictates, thus never
learning to submit to anything un
pleasant.
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@ VER ALL THIS happy land
our Household is scattered.
As you read these lines dear
ones, I hope that, be your lot
the one you chose, or the one duty
thrust upon you, that it may be
crowned with peace and sweet con-
r ent. The morning that opened so
fair is row clouded, yet we know that
the sun will shine again. Up through
he mist and cloud* the bird sends his
<ong, and shall it be said that we have
oss faith?
“Art hath naught of tone or cadence
That can work with such a spell
In the soul’s mysterious fountains,
whence the tears of rapture well,
As that melody of Nature,
That subdued, subduing strain,
which is piayed npon the shingles
By tne patter of tne rain.”
Faithfully Yours,
Mother Hubbard.
Madison, Fla.
A Coincidence and u Question.
BUTTERFLY, gaudy in his
livery, floated lazily over the
violets, paused a moment to sip
the honey in the geranium cups
and paused again in the orange tree.
A mocking bird hushed his song,
gazed attentively at Mr. Butterfly and
seemed meditating the merits and de
merits of a butterfly dinner. 1 was
watching both and breathed a sigh of
relief when tne butterfly floated out
of the bird’s range of vision. Mr.
Mocker picked up the melody where
he left oil, I presume, and once more
filled the air with music. Do you sup
pose that the insect read the bird’s
mind, or do you think that the bird
hushed its song to eojoy more fully
the grace and beauty ot the butterfly?
» • * *
NE of the members wants to know
how I am spending my vacation.
For the life of me I can not tell
you! 1 have visited my friends, called
on my acquaintances, renewed the old
ties and enjoyed anew the old associa
tions. I have been to see the cows,
have petted the calves, let Tom, the
big brahma, eat out of my hand and
talked the Mater nearly to death. I
eat the fruit, drink the milk, sample
the oranges and enjoy every moment
of my stay. I can tell you what I have
not done. There is a stack of letters I
brought to answer, I haven’t touched
them, there are some songs I meant to
learn, I don’t have time (?) I haven’t
—but what’s the use to itemize. You
all know how many things are put
aside to be done ‘some day.’
m m m *
MICUS CURIAE, if the bird and
the butterfly did not, just now,
divide my attention, I would
defend the classics. I shall ever
rejoice that the first teacher I had
started my English and Latin simul
taneously. What you say of the best
English authors is true, but not every
one can get the books, and I can’t see
how you can incorporate them in the
school curriculum as well as the Lat
in, Greek and Hebrew.
Householders what say ye?
• • •
ILL, here’s my hand, and my
heart’s in it. I know how heavy-
hearted is the girl who leaves
home and her loved ones and starts
out to teaoh her first school.
This morning’s mail brought me a
letter from a girl who has assumed
the responsibility of a ten-months’
term. She will often be lonely, tired
and sad, but the ones around her will
seldom guess it. To my mind there
is no position more responsible
than the teaoher’s. Youth is
the seed time. Every hour in the
sohool-room is a good foundation-
stone for the edifice—character—and
if the teacher concerns herself with
the mental and moral growth consci
entiously, she need fear no reproach
in after years. When Jack comes into
your life, dear Jill, may you two never
stumble, but may wisdom and
strength attend you happily all your
days.
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YCLO, that there are just such
faithful hearts I’ve never doubt
ed, but isn’t it better to heal the
wound quietly than to cry aloud
and thus bring sorrow to another
heart. Few girls are ghoulish enough
to gloat over such things; and I have
heard of them crying because they
could not accept the love that some
honest man has bestowed upon them.
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K APrA, you are right, the boys
and girls should be equally edu
cated, and true discipline will
send the boy to school, not acknowl
edge itself vanquished by taking him
from school because he plays truant.
A soldier dares not question his supe-
s „ tior officer and school is rightly term
ed life’s training school. One reason
that so many divoroes, suicides, etc.,
are reoorded daily is because so many
Dear Householders : I hope some
of you remember my ideas as express
ed a year or so ago upon love. I said
I believed that congeniality was love
and that there was no true love with
out congeniality. It is said that time
changes all things, but I can truly say
that time has not changed my ideas
upon this subject.
I saw not long ago a little piece by
Henry Labouohere, which expresses
my sentiments upon this subject. 1
am sure I had never heard of La-
bouchere when I wrote my former let
ter, and I am also sure that he has
never heard of me. I beg to insert
the piece to which I refer:
“On few subjects is there more non
sense talked than on love. A girl be
gins life with a dose of unattached
affection. Borne one asks her to marry
him, on which she concentrates this
affection upon him. If some one else
had asked her, the concentration
would have taken place on the some
one else. Having become betrothed,
she considers that she is in that pecu
liar condition which is called being in
love. The best guarantee, however,
for a happy marriage is not so much
being in love as a certain fitness of
things and a reasonable liking be
tween the contracting parties. If both
are pleasant in their relations to each
oilier, the mere fact of living together
and having identical interests devel
ops affection. I know that this view
of matrimony is contrary to the ideas
accredited in novels. It is, however,
true.”
Ellen Starwood is the star writer of
our department, according to my opin
ion.
I was very much impressed with one
of her letters not long since in de
scribing her sensation upon first be
holding the tall buildings of Washing
ton City from a distance.
She uses these words :
“These seemingly vaporous floating
works of men followed us and looked
at us with calm, thoughtful brows.
Somehow they made me think of great
men—of men who have risen above the
world and gaze out over it with still
strong faces, while about and beneath
them the multitude surges unheed
ed.”
Is there not a sense of sublimity
which comes over one upon beholding
objects like these which the pen of
mortal cannot describe?
As I stand in the oapital at Atlanta
and gaze upon the faces of the great
and historic men whose pictures adorn
the walls, this same indescribable feel
ing comes over me. I seem to be
transplanting, as it were, to tbe past,
and the history of my country with all
her glorious memories seem to roll
over me.
Will some of our members who are
well versed in metaphysios philoso
phize upon this question?
We have often thought that the
study of Latin, Greet and other dead
languages in the schools and colleges,
was a great waste of time. The study
of these obsolete tongues make up a
larger portion of the curriculum of
almost every high school and college.
We have often observed that the grad
uates of these institutions were no
better qualified for the practical duties
and responsibilities of life, than those
who have been less fortunate in their
educational advantages.
It is argued by college professors
and others that the study of these ob
solete tongues trains the mind and
familiarizes one with the English lan
guage, but from our observation the
student of these obsolete tongues are
very little if any more familiar with
the English language than those who
are familiar with the best English
authors, and have had frequent re
course to the dictionary. We look
upon the three, four or more years de
voted to the study of these obsolete
tongues aud other sciences almost
as useless and as a great waste of
time.
How often do we see men who have
spent years at some college, univer
sity failing in the practical details of
business life and being outstripped by
men whose educational advantages
have been poor, but who have been
trained up in the store or office, and
who have learned the practical details
of business.
Said Horace Greely, in a lecture to
the students of Cooper Institute in
New York: “I know there are today
one thousand college graduates—
some of them having graduated with
honors at German universities—who
are walking the stony streets of New
York and know not how to earn a liv
ing; this is not only in New York,
out throughout the whole country.”
That is a condemnation of our uni
versity system. As a preparation for
professional life—I should say for cer
tain pursuits in life—it may be very
well; but when I see so many men,
whose education has cost so much,
find themselves totally unable to earn
a living, not immortal men, nor drink
ing men, but men, simply, who can
not find places adapted to their capac
ities—when I see this, I am moved to
protest against a system of education
which seems to me so narrow and so
partial.
Our views upon this subject are
very forcibly expressed in the follow
ing language in a work we have re
cently read:
Of what use is Latin, Greek and
Hebrew, or any other obsolete lan
guage, to the millions, who waste
time in their acquisition? How many
of all those who have traveled the
whole curriculum of a college course
ever put their knowledge of these
languages to any practical use? Not
one in a thousand. There were, per
haps, good reasons for the original in
troduction of this system of educa
tion, but the reasons have ceased, and
according to the maxim of the com
mon law, the reason ceasing the rule
itself should cease. In the early his
tory of jurisprudence, the laws were
in Latin and no one could be a prac
ticing lawyer without understanding
these languages, such, however, is not
now the case.
If, therefore, this useless relic of a
semi-barbarous age should be sup
planted by a course of practical study
in mechanics, chemistry, agriculture,
etc., the Alma Mater, instead of feast
ing the student upon Dead Sea apples
without nutrition, would perform the
Dart of the magician and give him a
ring and lamp, which would require
but to be rubbed to evoke a good ge
nii, ready to supply all his wants.
The power of knowledge is greatest
where its possessor has the skill to
make it productive.
Amicus Cura*.
Hints to Housekeepers.
A baked lemon is said to be an ex
cellent remedy for hoarseness and one
that is often resorted to by singers
and public speakers. The lemon is
baked like an apple and a little of the
heated and thickened juice squeezed
over lump sugar.
Violet and orris make the best com
bination for bureau and chiffonier
sachets. The orris imparts a delicious
odor of cleanliness, and the violet
gives just the suspicion of actual fra
grance that is needed.
Coffee stains should not be obstinate
if treated as follows : Rub the stain
before the cloth has been iaundried
with a mixture made by dissolving
the yoke of an egg in a little lukewarm
water. Wash with clean warm water
and the stain will vanish with it.
Devilled almonds, according to the
receipt ot the Boston Cooking School,
are prepared as follows: Shell and
blanch tbe nuts, slice lengthwise, and
drop into a saucepan containing a ta
blespoonful of hot butter. Stir the
nuts constantly, and when they are a
deep yellow, mix a tablespoonful eaoh
of Chutney and Worcestershire, two
tablespoonfuls of chopped pickle and
one-quarter teaspoonful of salt. Pour
over the almonds and serve cold. This
is a good chafing dish relish.
An economy of waste is to throw the
salt water left in the ice-cream freezer
over the weeds on the garden paths
and the suds of the wash tub around
the roots of the young trees.
Baked ham to be good should be
well boiled; when done carefully
skin and cover the top with a layer of
sugar; bake in a deep pan in a moder
ate oven, and basts it continually with
cooking sherry wine. This dish in a
way is unequalled.
For the men and women upon whose
nervous energy there are great de
mands fish is an Invaluable article of
food. Salmon heads the list in nutri
tive qualities. It is richer than
meat.
In cleaning a badly-soiled carpet
great precaution should be used.
Brussels, tapestries, Wiltons or vel
vet carpets may be cleaned with ox
gall—a pint to a pail of water. Use
an ordinary scrubbing brush, and af
terwards the oarpet should be vigor
ously rubbed with a coarse cloth.
Fresh water should be applied. A
small portion of the carpet done each
day during the hot and sultry weath
er would keep it greatly refreshed in
ooloring. as well as sweet and olean.
From the Depths of My Heart.
For a long time I have been intend
ing to write to “our page” and ask
permission to make myself one more
link in this golden chain of friends.
This intention has been one of my
dreams, but Irene’s letter to Cundu-
rango determined me to make it a re
ality.
Most heartily do I echo Irene’s sen
timents.
It was only a few days ago that I
read Cundurango’s letter, (1 had been
away from home and missed my pa
pers), and after perusing it with in
terest, as I do all of his letters, I
thought with Irene, that it was be
cause he did not understand us, that
he felt and expressed himself as he
did.
I have not yet launched myself on
the great sea of life as a working wom
an.
Having finished school when a mere
child, 1 have remained at home, but
soon I expect to enter the great army
of teachers, and is it not natural that
I should feel interested in all I hear
concerning them, and especially to
defend their cause when I hear it
abused? But I would not have one of
my favorites think that because I hap
pen to differ with him on this subject,
I like him any the less. Nor do I pro
pose to alter his opinions on the sub
ject. If that can be done, to Irene
must be given the credit. If she
failed, I cannot hope to succeed.
How true, Irene, that there are few,
very few women who work from
oboice, 1 mean leave home. Though
the world may never know it; though
she may never acknowledge it, even to
her daily companions; to those near
est and dearest to her, there is some
reason why she should work, some ne
cessity for her helping herself. Would
she leave a home that is and has al
ways been the dearest spot on earth
to her; dear ones that love her and
whom she loves better than life; the
self-sacrificing all-enduring love of
a mother, the thoughtful, loving pro
tection of a father, the sweet com
panionship of brothers and sisters.
I say would she leave all this and go
out into the cold pitiless world to bat
tle with the storms of trouble, the
waves of adversity, among people who
care nothing for her, breaking for
ever the ties that bind her to the old
home; ties that oan never be renewed
in the same old sweet way, if there
was no necessity for it? No I can
scarcely conoeive of a girl doing this.
I could not be brave enough. I con
fess to a sinking about the regions of
the heart when I think of this as a
reality. As yet it is only anticipation
to me, and I confess a not, too pleas
ant anticipation. Cundurango, it
isn’t from choice that we do it. I
would not bear all these heart aches,
all these home longings, from choice.
Of course I can only speak for my
self, and perhaps there may be many
women who read this; strong, brave
independent women who will say
“What a coward, she is. What a poor
little dependent creature she must
be,” and I humbly acknowledge the
truth of this, but my home and loved
ones have always been so essential
to my happiness, that I dread the ef
fort it will require to cheerfully give
them up and go among strangers ;”and
echo Cundurango’s sentiment that wo
men were intended to make a home.
I watched longingly for a letter
from Earnest Willie this week, but in
vain. He has one corner of my great
big heart all to himself, and I do so
hope some day to know him otherwise
than through the pleasant medium of
our paper. I have so often wished
after reading one of his letters, that I
could be such a Christian as he is.
Ah I our irresistable Eugene Ed
wards. To me he is a joy forever.
How I envy both he and Earnest Wil
lie, their pleasant meeting with eaoh
other not long since. I believe I
should know him anywhere. How
well we Householders know eaoh
other. I feel like all of you are old
friends.
I read with interest, sympathy and
amusement Musa Dunn’s last letter, I
always swell with anticipation when I
see a letter from her, coming, as they
always do, like a burst of sunshine.
I hope Ruby the Murmurer will
come again soon. I have a*n idea about
Ruby. Can any of you guess what it
is?
But if I were to stay to mention my
favorites, much less say a word to
each, this my first attempt, would be
hopelessly long.
I hope that I can enter at once into
your delightful circle, and be your
loving “Jill.”
The Higher education*
“If higher education be good, bestow
it where it will do most good. If it be
a poison, give it still to the strong who
are constitutionally fitted to imbibe it,
and yet survive,” Condurango.
Girls, what think ye of this? We
know that “The hand that rocks the
cradle rules the world;” therefore,
educate the mothers of the nation. It
will thus “do most good.”
If higher education be a poison, it
can only be so because the moral does
not keep step with the mental educa
tion ; and who does not know that
woman, morally, is stronger
man? When woman is to the fn
are less likely to develop j Iirn
tion of agnostics.
Who stands at the head of all
and social reform? Who,but ednl
woman? But the proper relatival
titude of man aDd woman is Sl V l |
side. Qt J
While the boy, with a satisfied
sciousness of superiority is w *|
for the girl to catch up, i 00 k W
she doesn’t pass him. i|
But what is the root of the from
Is it not the money value w
attached to education? The f*-'
educates his daughter in preferend
his son, because naturally at a diJ
vantage, she is then qualified to bed
the battle for independence. "
He desires for her, a chance to
a living in the world, not a hi*!
mental development, than his boy h
Neither the father nor his boy is
much impressed with tbe necessity]
an education for him. Their uJe*
that he should know enough to mi
money, and to get at it as
as possible. While the ®,i
continues at school beuaul
she wishes to go, and because thl
hardly know what else to do wi|
her! The boys are being taken fr<[
school and pur, to work, often becau
they will not study, and spend thd
time in getting into “scrapes"
loafing around the stores.
A lack of discipline, somewhere
generally, in both the home and tl
school has much to do with the bo]
playing truant.
That was a sad case where the
saw that it would not do for -|j
china vase'and the earthen-ware va
sel” to sail together down lifel
stream; but it would have been
pathetic if she had not realized
until it was too late. Why didn’t thi
boy see what was the matter at one)
and go to work to educate himself
to the girl’s standard?
Many thiDk that this standard
education is not the one to measui|
the truest manhood by. It is ni
learning that makes tbe man—neith)
is it the money making ability.
Men and women, girls and boys
especially boys—should learn to valij
the higher education for culturd
sake. Girls and boys—especially tlj
latter, as they need it most- should 1
insighted to an ambition to obtain:
themselves the highest possible devej
opment of all their faculties. Fathei
should give their boys and girls i
equal education, and then help thei
in every possible way to help theo|
selves. We don’t want the boys
behind, for we desire congenial^
when we get ready to choose a ha
band.
I admire our editor for his enco
agement to literary effort, and I h
Mother Hubbard will encourage
on my first entrance into the Houm
hold, by bidding me stay.
Thine truly,
Kim
To Make a Good Gup of Tea.
We are fast becoming such a nation^]
tea drinkers that every woman ought:
know how to brew a cup of tea thatri)
be fresh and aromatic. Simple as it woti
seem, few understand the art, and it isi
no means unusual to have a cud of bits
puckery, almost deadly stuff, offered o
in the name of tea.
Tea must not boil; it must not eveti
allowed to remain on the stove to “steep
A kettle of fresh boiling water muati
prepared, the teapot heated, the boil?
wa«,er turned into the pot, and tbe a
leaves pat in on top of the water, and*
lowed to stand from five to seven minoi*
when the tea will be ready for use, a
must be poured into the cup or anotk
pot to save bitterness.
Simple hot water will not answer
tea making—the water must be boilh
neither will water that has been boil
on the stove for half an hour answer-
water must be freshly boiled. This met
od is just as easy as any other, andoi
will never go back to the old way wh
the taste for a really fragrant, proper
brewed cap of tea has once been acq'
ed.—Jenness Miller Monthly.
Queen Victoria’s Bracelets.
All the worthy women who
brooches made of the portraits of dep»rte<
friends, set in narrow bands of gold, *11
rejoice to hear that the same affections;*
style of adornment is affected by
Victoria.
The number of miniatures with whict
she testifies to her family affection is D0
less than thirty-three. They are picture
of grand children, taken in infancy or early
youth, and mounted in three bracelet*:
Each picture is set iu a narrow frame oj
gold, and in one bracelet, set in pearl*
and coral, the size of the settings vary
from one-half to three-qnarters of an inen-
These thirty-three royal infants look
lightfully like any other thirty-three wel*"
cared-for babies. It is pleasing to
that caps prevail as head-gear instead oi
crowns, and probably tne royal baud*
which are hidden grasp nothing 11101
awe-inspiring than rattles. They are **
harmless and innocent-looking a 0
children as could be gathered together 1°
country village.
Needing a tonic, or children who want bufl®’
U P- should t Ae
BROWN’S IRON BITTERS-
It is pleasant; cures Malaria, Indigestion.
Biliousness, Liver Complaints and Neural**