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TRENTO?®, GEORGIA.
In thirty-seven years the increase in
the number of native-born Frenchmen
has been less than 1,500,000.
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There is a perfect carnival of suicides
weeping over the country just now. A
4ort of dance of death, so to speak.
The official statement of the National
Socialist vote shows that only one per
cent, supported the Socialist candidate.
One of the promised sensations of the
Paris Exhibition will be given by a man
who will make daily balloon ascensions
mounted on a horse.
The American railroad companies
claim that the present tarilf of rates on
freight will lead to inevitable bankruptcy
of their corporations.
St. Petersburg is the only capital ol
Europe in which the population is
steadily diminishing. During the last
seven years the inlmbitants of that city
have decreased by 85,000.
A Philadelphia newspaper oilers SSO
to the person who will guess correctly
the next Cabinet. Here, says the Savan
nah (Ga.) Nino*, is a chance for General
Harrison to coin a little money.
In 1870 South Carolina cast 185,000
votes for Presidential electors. Since
then the number has declined steadily.
;La9t election it was hut 80,000 —less
than half what it was a dozen years ago.
Russia proposes to wmp ail of hci
neighbors if they will lend her enough
money to pay for the powder and shot.
At last accounts her offer to accept a
$10,000,000 loan had not been accepted.
According to the gossip of the Lon
don Ear, the Parnell Commission cost
precisely sls a minute. This calcula
tion includes the whole expenditure ol
ail the parties concerned, the State in
eluded.
The cause of woman's rights in France
has progressed to the point of the intro
duction of a bill to grant to trades
women paying licenses the right to vote
at elections of Judges of the Tribunal
of Commerce.
It is estimated that there are in the
east of London alone 814,000 person en
tirely dependent upon casual labor. A
great proportion of this number live a
dull, hopeless, shiftless and sad life on
the verge of starvation.
Not far from a million tons of wheal
straw are annually burned in Missouri
“to get rid of it.” It will not be long,
predicts the Farm , Field and Stockman,
before we shall hear that the soil of that
State is becoming exhausted.
Dakota bases her claim to admission as
a State on an area of 151,000 square
miles, a population of 000,000, a crop ol
wheat of 60,000,000 bushels, of corn 80,*
000,000 bushels, property worth $157,*
000,000 and a banking capital of slo,*
000,000.
Our Postmaster-General takes ground
in favor of the establishment of a sys
tern of postal or Goverment telegraphy,
and says the ne essity for it is urgent.
He desires that Congress shall appoint a
scientific commission to erect short ex
rrimental lines.
Sam Sloan, the distinguished authority
on railway management, says the only
way for the railroad to get higher rates
is to put them up. It is refreshing, con
fesses the New York Graphic, to find
some one who seems to really under
stand the railroad problem.
it is estimated by the Macon ((la.)
Telearaph, that the value of the annual
forest product of the I nited States is
$800,000,000, or more than double tha
value of the cotton crop. The increas
ing demand for lumber has made great
ravages on our forests, and the move
ment to prevent their depletion is worthy
t>f alt encouragement.
The amount of tobacco grown in Ger
many of late years has been considerable.
The effect upon American trade has been
felt to some extent. The Herman pro
duction in 188*1 ’B7 was >4, >8 7,000
pounds, while the average production
for fifteen years has been 81', 061,000
pounds annually. Poor crop conditions
in 1886-’B7 caused a falling off in pro
duction.
The completion of a line of railroad iu
the Chinese Umpire, from Tien Tsen to
Dubai, eighty-one miles in length, has
led to a current statement that this is
the first railway ever built in the Empire.
’lfcat is hardly correct. On June ", 1870,
a line of forty miles long was opened
from Shanghai to Woosung; and, for
some time, a coal line has been running
between the K’ai-p’iDg mines nud Ho
K’ow. Put the Government has always
discouraged progress in this direction,
and there are yet no ms ked signs o a
change in policy.
“Take all the lawyers in Boston,
New York, Philadelphia and Chicago,
and they can’t scrape up one single cast*
where an innocent man has been hanged,"
says the Chicago Herd'd. “All such in
stances are purely, imsttinarr."
A new labor organization is forming.
It is to be non-partisan, and “composed
of intelligent workmen for the practical
discussion of economic questions, and to
take such action as will be for the best
interests of American workmen."
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The percentage of deaths from attacks
of yellow fever was about ten per cent,
during the prevalence of the last epi
demic. Twenty-live or thirty years ago,ac
cording to the same authority, the deaths
were equal to not less than one-half or
one-third of the cases. This would seem
to indicate that more scientific nursing
and doctoring were having a good effect
even upon this terrible scourge.
An expert has computed some statistics
of the lyric stage in the chief cities of
Europe with the conclusion that opera is
going to the dogs. There is no good
singer in Berlin. At Dresden, Malten is
the only good one. The Saxon chorus
singers are detestable. Vienna provides
nobody worth mentioning, and things
are worse in Italy than anywhere, for the
great operas cannot be given there for
lack of singers.
The Webster loom case is easily first
among American patent litigations, in
volving, as it did, nearly $80,000,000,
and having been in court fifteen years.
A decision nominally for the plaintiff
terminates the great litigation by an
award of nothing to be paid by the de
fendants. The original litigants and
original counsel are nearly all dead, and
yet the result is the same as if the suit
had not been brought, except as to what
the lawyers have made out of it.
The British soldier is as simple-minded
as ever. A gunner in one of the recent
tights in Egypt was serving his piece
when it was surrounded so closely by
Arabs that he had to use his rammer a 3
a club, and he broke it. He was selected
for the Victoria cross. When called up
to receive it he thought that it was for
the indefensible breach of discipline of
having broken the rammer, and volun
teered a plea of guilty, but with extenu
ating circumstances. Then he got the
cross.
From Acting Vice-President of the
United States to collector of customs at
a small lake port is something of a tum
ble iu politics, .muses the San Francisco
Chronicle. That appears to be the am
bition now of Thonirs W. Ferry, who,
while United States Senator from Michi
gan, was chosen to preside over the
Senate after the death of Henry Wilson.
He is a candidate for the office of col -
lector at Grand Haven, Mich, llis
service in Congress aggregated eighteen
years.
Says the New York Times: “The re
cent fall of Calumet and Hecla shares,
caused by a fire in that copper mine,
shows how the value of great mining
property may be affected temporarily by
sales in a narrow market. At the open
ing of business in the Boston Exchange
on the morning after the fire, the price
of shares (par $25) was SBOS, but in an
hour or two it had fallen to $255. This
indicated a decrease of $5,000,000 in
the value of the property, and this appar
ent decline had been caused by the sale ol
only 752 shares of stock.”
The three most powerful organizations
of farmers in the West and Southwest
are the National Alliance, the National
Wheel, and the National Co-operative
Union. The first named is strongest in
Illinois, Wisconsin, and other Northern
States, and the second in Texas, Arkan
sas, and other Soirfhern States. They
have social feature', and often act in
combination at the polls in elections.
All three of these bodies recently held
a joint conference in Meriden, Miss.,
and agreed to unite iu one organization,
under a new constitution.
There is a great deal of interesting in
formation about the strikes of the past
few years in the teport sent to Congress
from the National Bureau of Labor; but
the statistics do not cover the present
year. In the seven years ending with
last December there were 1755 strikes in
the Inited States, involving about 1,-
500.000 men and women. Over one
half of them were wholly or partially
successful. The main causes producing
them were demands for higher wages
and shorter hours of labor. The atiikes
of 1888 were fewer than those of several
previous years.
A Washington physician says, in the
Star, that our Southern ports will never
be safe from the yellow fever until they
cut off all intercourse with Cuba. The
Cubans do not care tostamp out the dis
ease a' it does not hurt them much. It
kills off one thousand Spanish soldiers
every year, aud that is just what the
islanders want. Cuba will never be
placed in a healihy condition until it is
annexed to the l uited States. Then our
Government would no doubt establish a
complete system sf sewerage that would
carry to bulkheads fronting on the ocean
the refuse that is now deposited around
the wharves in the harbor.
HIS MOTHER.
Dead! my wayward boy!—my own—
Not the Law’s!--but mine—the good
God’s free gift to me alone,
Sanctified by motherhood.
"Bad,” you say? Well, who is not?
"Brutal,” with "a heart of stone:"
And “red-handed;”— Ah! the hot
Blood upon your own!
I come not, with downward eyes
To plead for him shanredly;
God did not apologize
When he gave the boy to me.
Simply, I make ready now
For His verdict. You prepare!—
You have killed us both —and how
Will you face us th< ro?
—James Whitcomb Riley,in Independent.
BEHIND THE ARRAS.
| FOUNDED ON FACT.]
I had been sent by the General Post
Office at Dublin, where I was at that
time an official, to inquire iuto the ques
tion of the necessity of establishing an
office in the far lying district of the West
of Ireland.
Heft Dublin early one morning, aud
after traveling all day arrived at Dun
more at about five in flie afternoon. This
was as far as 1 was able to go by train;
so hiring a ear I determined to push on
by road, and if possib e reach my destina
tion that night.
My “Jarvey,” as the drivers are called
in Ireland, was like most of the Irish
peasant class, a dull, anything but a
funny being, yet, withal, as doggedly
pertinacious at a bargain as a Maltese.
My particular specimen was not at all
a bad natured fellow. I found him
merely uninteresting and dull. Iu vain
I asked him for information as to the
various houses we passed—what rents
per acre were usually paid in this dis
trict f 1 What he supposed was the popu
lation of that? To nearly all my <pies
tions he replied, with generally very
little variety of expression:—“Well,
surr, 1 don’t rightly know.” Then he
would turn his mare, with a “Get up, j
Molly,” at the same time giving his reins ;
a twitch, aud administering what he
would have called a “shkerrup” with his
whip.
The road, like most Irish roads, was 1
bad. Perhaps the traffic was so small
that it was not considered necessary to
keep it in repair. Anyway, we jolted
on remorselessly, evasperatingly.
“I trust your springs arc strong?” I
asked, presently.
“O, they’re strong enough, surr.”
The man was either not altogether
truthful or no springs were yet made
which could have withstood the loose
stones we found scattered along our
path. After two or three more than
ordinarily severe olts, I found myself
lying on the road. The off-side spring
had broken, and, as a consequence, the
balance of the car had been upset, and
with it myself.
“What are you going to do now?” I
asked, angrily.
“Well, surr, I don’t rightly know,”
replied the man, impeturbablv.
“How far is it WjUiie next village??'
“Well, surr, I—”
I knew what he was going to say, so
cut him short.
“Can’t you ask?”
“There’s nowank-^ask.”
The man was fiit th's time. We
to be in a bleak, barren part of
the co«' cry, without a human being in
sight, far or near. So 1 scrambled up to
the top of a mud tank and reconnoitered.
I was now some feet above the road
level, and able to command a fairly ex
tensive prospect. Straining my eyes to
the utmost, for it was now dusk, l dis
cerned, at about the distance of an En
glish mile and a half, smoke issuing
from some chimneys. This, at any rate,
was something to be thankful for; so,
telling the driver to lead the horse, I
struck out for the village.
The inn was not difficult to find. It
appeared to be the only house of any im
portance in the place—an lehabodish,
comfortless looking hostelry at the best;
with a landlord sad, sallow faced, Span
ish looking—this last a characteristic
often to be met with in this part of the
country.
I explained matters in a few words and
ended by asking: “Could I have a bed
for the night?”
“You cannot,” he replied, not un
civilly, but decisively.
“You see the predic—the difficulty
we’re iD,” I pleaded, substituting an easy
for a more uncommon word.
“Ivry room in the house is wanted
this night, surr.” He spoke as if
usually he had twenty or thirty at his
disposal.
“Come. I’ll give you a sovereign for
supper, breakfast and a bed.”
i would have given him that sum for
a shakedown alone, but did not deem it
wise to appea too liush of money.
The man—whose name I saw by the
sign was McKillan—looked at me sol
emnly, then rubbed his chin contem
platively, and then called a young girl
of about sixteen and spoke to her in
Irish. In answer to his first sentence,
the girl shook her head sturdily; he
went on speaking, however, argu
mentatively, as it seemed to me. 1 re
marked that the girl covered her face
with her hands for an instant while he
spoke; it was a strange gesture in such
a connection, but it made no impression
on me at the time. 1 was too eager for
the result of their discussion.
It seemed that the man had won his j
point, for presently he said: “Wei!, j
surr, mi dhaughter au' me think we can
mauage a supper, breakfast an’ bed—at
the price ye name.”
•‘That’s all right. Can Igo up now
and have a wa c hr”
“The room is not ready yet, but we’ll :
bring a basin an’ hot wather down here
to ye.”
It mattered little to me where i washed
•ff the stains of travel, so I agreed.
It was soon arranged that tlje carman
was to seek shelter somewhere in the
village, at a house the laudlord told him
of. We ascertained, besides, there was a
blacksmith shop, where he could get his
spring mended iu the morning.
During the evening I inquired if the
room was ready yet, as 1 wanted to un
pack my bag.
“It’ll be aal right be bed time, he an
swered. “It’s not reddy yet.”
“Dear me,” I thought to myself, “this
room requires great need of {(reparation.
Arc they converting it from a pig sty,
and is the present occupant objecting.”
The bacon and eggs for supper were
most delectable, at least, I thought
which amounted to the same thing.
What a nabob the landlord must have
thought me! Bacon, I knew to be a
luxury in the more remote parts of Ire
land. But a supper of bacon and eggs,
and then a call for “more.” Was it
possible he was harboring, not an angel,
but th * “Lord Liffe’nt” unawares!
Later on, three or four of the people
of the village came in for their glasses
and pipes anti conversed in low tones to
the landlord, so low that I could not hear
what they said; but, as each one got up
to go, I remarked that he said signifi
cantly, as he pressed the landlord’s hand,
“To-morrow, then.”
When the men were gone I asked my
j host what was going to occur to-morrow
I— a fair, an eviction, or what? He pre
’ tended not to hear me, and presently
j commenced speaking of some other sub
ject.
r Atabouthalf pastten XancyMcKillan,
the landlord's daughter, after whisper
ing something to her father, announced
that the room was ready.
At last. Taking up a candle,the man
preceded me up the creaking stairs. Be
fore he opened the door he paused for a
moment, then led me into a very fair
sized apartment, practically two rooms
knocked into one. It was an old house.
Blackened beams crossed the ceiling, ,
and the large fireplace looked as though
it had not been new even at the time of
the “Bebellion.”
“I shan’t want two beds,” said I,
laughing, on observing at one end of the ,
room a little truckle bed. and at the
other a large four-poster, with heavy
curtains diawn all round it. “Which is
mine?”
This wan, sir,” he replied, pointing to
the little one. “To tell you the treuth,
surr, lie went on, after a short pause,
“this is me dlianghtcr’s room. She
generally sleeps in that bed,” pointing to
mine, “and keeps all her odds and ends
an clothes on this bed behind them cur
tains. She would not like yc to see the
disorthcr it’s in, so she pinned up the
curtains. We’re not like the English,
tidy an’ that; we throw one thing here
and another there, and think nothin’ of
it.”
I laughed again, and assured him the
little bed would do quite well enough
for me, that the big one should not be
disturbed; and then said: “Good
night.”
“Good night, surr.” But as McKillan
turned to go 1 heard him heave a deep
sigh.
I suppose I was ovei tired; or, perhaps,
it was the new, the strange bed; any
how, I could not sleep. At last I got up
and sat by the remains of the fire. Then
I walked up and down the room. Then
looked at the hearse like bed and won
dered xvhat was concealed there. “I’ve
a good mind to pull back the curtains,"
I said to myself, “just for a bit of fun.
It would give one an insight into Irish
manners and customs. My hand was
almost on the curtains when I desisted.
After all, it would be hardly fair, I sup
pose. I should not like it myself. The
room has been lent me on sufferance.
It’s hardly the thing to cast profane eyes
on a girl’s belongings—little feminine
knic-nacs and vanities, and all that. So
instead, I got back to bed ayain, and
this time dropped off into a dose, and
from a dose passed off into a deep sleep.
“What’s that?"
I o, ened my eyes but saw nothing.
The room was not quite dark. Not even
the fitful gleams of the moon threw their
light through the casement.
What made me start? I distinctly
heard the faint sound of scratching; now
louder, now softer. How long it had
been going on before I awoke I could
not, of course, tell; but it was this,
doubtless, that had disturbed me.
“What’s up?” I thought to myself, “is
the laudlord up to any mischief? Does
he contemplate a raid on my bag? The
thought did not at ail make me nervous,
for, with a first class revolver at my bed
side I felt I was sufficiently well armed
in case of an attack, even if he brought
a friend or two with him. Then, after a
moment, I laughed at myself for imagin
ing sucha thingas likely. “Does a man,”
1 reasoned, “resort to the slow and stu
pid process of scratching a hole in his
own door, when one strong kick would
have forced itopen, though bolted?”
“Of course, it’s rats,” I concluded,
after a few seconds.
“They are nibble-nibble-nibbling at
the old boards.”
So I rattled with the ehair close to
me, to frighten my visitors away. Still
the sounds continued. I felt a little un
easy at this. And a strange, creepy,
eerie feelings commenced to take hold of
me. I felt I was not alone in the room;
that some “other presence besides mine
was there. Just then the scratching
grew louder, then fainter; suddenly I
heard a low moan, and then all was still.
While awaiting the development of
events, the sounds had ceased. I
listened attentively for their recom
mencement, but heard nothing, except
the monotonous “tick, tick” of the
clock on the stairs.
The cause removed, the uncanny feel
ing gradually left me. I even supposed
that •my imagination might have been
juggling with me.
“Strange!” thought Ito myself. “I
wonder if the'place has the character of
being haunted, and the landlord and his
daughter have been up to my hankey,
pankev to serve their own ends. 1 won
der if, while I was asleep, they concealed
them ”
I flew to my bag and opened by
pocketbook. Every note, every sov
ereign, every shilling just 'the same as
when I counted them last night.
I was now so impatient to get down
stairs and question McKill&n that I
tubbed and managed to shave in icy
cold water, and was soon in the inn
parlor.
I thought my host started slightly
on seeing me. “He shall read nothing
from me,” I determined. “I shall be
able to get the truth out of him all the
better.”
“Y’rc down urly, surr," said the man,
in the sad, almost sullen tone I had
noticed in him the evening before.
“Yes, I was hungry for my breakfast,
so came down at once.”
I fancied he looked relieved at my
answer. A pause; then a little hesita
i tion before putting the next question :
“Did—ye sleep well, surr?”
“Capitally, take it altogether.”
] Another pause.
“Got any rats about this place*” 1
asked presently.
“Sorra rat—nor yet a mouse—dare
! show hts face in the township, with
Pincher here to look after them. Here,
Pinchcr!” and he called a remarkably
knowing, pure bred, brown Irish terries
to his side.
“H’m. Is the house supposed to b«
haunted, do you know?”
“What’s that, surr?”
“Any ghosts,spectres,spirits supposed
to frequent it?” I said explanatorily.
“I nivir heard any such stories of thh
j bouse, surr,” and the man threw a rapid
j glance at me -with his keen, gray eyes.
“What could it have been I heard,
j then?” I looked him straight in the face
j as J deliberately asked the question.
“Heard?” he repeated, as if he was
listening to some one else than myself
j speaking.
“Yes, heard!” (He knows something.)
| “Heard?” he said again, after a sec
| ond’s pause, and starting to his feet,
j “For the luv o’ God, what did vo hear.”
I was surprised at the man’s vehem
j ence. Was he, then, ignorant of the
; occurrence?
I told him as briefly as possible of ray
; experiences of the previous night.. Of
j tire sound of gnawing or scratching at
j the boards, of the low moan, of the entire
cessation of the sounds after a few mo
-1 raents. I was about to question him
further, when I looked up into MeKil
lan’s face. A cold sweat had started to
his temples, his eyes seemed starting
from their sockets, and a scared, terrified
look had come into his face.
“Mary—Mother o’ God!” he cried
out, distractedly, flung open the door,
and dashed wildly out. 1 followed,
wondering what was about to happen.
As we rushed up the stairs, he asked
in a hoarse whisper:
“When w y as this?”
“About three this morning, I should
fancy.”
“Too late! too late!”
By now we had reached the door.
This he flung open, and made for the
large bed. He tugged convulsively at
the curtains, but they had been fastened,
and would not at first yield. Exerting
greater strength, lie tore them open.
A sight met my eye for which I was so
little prepared that my blood froze in
my veins and my heart stood still.
A rude codin, with the words on a
rough, brass slate, “Mary McKillan,
born IS4—, died ls 7 —. It. I. P.”
“My darlint! my darlint!” the man
cried piteously, distractedly. “There
may be hope yet. Nancy, fetch Dr.
Growin—fetch him, d’ye hear, thi3 in
stant!”
With the speed of lightning he next
flew to the cupboard, and drew oik some
rough implements, and with the aid of
these we removed the coffin lid.
There lay a woman in her grave
clothes, the eyes wide open, yet over
spread with the film of death; the arms
bent up near the face, the fingers dis
tended toward the lid, and tho nails
broken and split with the splinters of
elm from the coffin boards.
She had had a brave fight for her life,
and I might have saved her! I who
, slept through her dumb agony, and only
waked when her struggles were well
nigh spent. I, who lay close to her,
! listened, and lent no saving hand. Oh,
the horror of that woman’s second death!
; Oh, the anguish of her mortal pain! I
| turned to the husband, but he had fainted
away. I wiped the sweat from his fore
| head—that cold, clammy, awful sweat
that leaves the indescribable feelings on
the fingers that cling to them for years
after which the scene is recalled,
j I tried to express sympathy for the
unfortunate husband and the motherless
! daughter, but my words were very in-
I adequate to tell to them ail 1 felt.
Presently McKillan became so far re-
I covered a 3 to be able to explain to me—
what I could well believe—-that he was
; terrible poor. He ought not, he said, to
have let me the room, but when I offered
j him the sum I did he was not able to
i resist. The supposed dead wife was to
' have been buried to-day; that accounted
: for the significant “to-morrow” of the
j men on talcing leave the night before,
j The custom of “waking” had taken place
; before 1 reached the village, but during
j its progress poor “Mary” had shown no
signs of life.
I stayed over the funeral, a« I thought
j “the family” would like it, and my car
| being repaired, I'started on my journey
. directly the ceremony was over,
j I have never forgotten that awful night.
| The horror of it clings to me, and even
now, after all these years, if I awake in
j the night I fancy I hear the sepulchral
scratch, scratch, scratch of the dying
woman on the coffin lid, and then the
relapse into silence which I now know
was but the sinking back from an awful
awakening into the sleep of death. The
. distorted face and the strained eyes, for
all the world like glass marbles, will al*
ways haunt me.— New York Herald.
The Curse of China.
The sallow complexion of the people
of China, their emaciated forms and
languid movements, attract our attention
everywhere aiong the river. I do not
see a beautiful face or figure, nor a rosy
! cheek; a dead leaden color is on all
faces, old and young, male and female.
I look at the broad, swift river; I feel
the cool, clear breeze; I gaze at the high
green hills, the flowing rivulets and the
wide-spreading trees overhanging the
hamlets. Upon the mountain sides are
houses and hundreds of workmen; ap
proach these busy laborers and you will
j see this deathlike pallor on all faces,
The climate seems the acme of perfec
! tion—a long, pleasant summer, with a
! cool, agreeable autumn and bracing
winter; yet there is a want of energy and
life among the people. There is plenty
of food and of excellent quality lor
China—rice, wheat, millet, peas, beans,
coin, oils and fruits of many \ arieties
all within the means of the humblest la
borer.
I enter a large field near a hamlet, by
the side of a luxuriant growth of ripen
ing wheat.. The field i 3 clean; not a
weed visible. But close together and
four feet high stand stalks with large
dry heads, brown and decaying now, for
their bright flowers faded a mouth ago.
These decaying stalks speak; they tell
me why the death pallor is upon all
faces, from the shriveled form o. age to
the bowlegged child sitting in tho cot
tage door. Ob, seductive viper, curse
of millions! IVho shall dare to stand
up in the presence of this fast-fading,
i degenerating people and say the evil is
I not widespread and fatal?
Traverse the fairest portion of all the
| provinces; not the cities a'one, but the
' quiet out-of-the-way places are all
saturated and besmeared with the black
| paste, even to the gods. —New York
l Graphic.
The total number of Protestant Epis
copalians is 418,o:J!.
HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS.
Tar painted Floors.
Some months ago the floors of many
Australian garrisons were painted with
tar, and the results have proved so uni
formly advantageous, that the method is
becoming greatly extended in its appli
cation. The collection of dust in cracks
is thus prevented, and a consequent
diminution in irritating diseases of the
eye has been noted. Cleanliness of the
rooms has been greatly facilitated, and
parasites are almost completely ex
cluded. The coating of tar is inexpen
sive, requires renewal but once a year,
and presents but one disadvantage*
namely, its sombre color.— Housewife.
Game f«ir Invalids.
After being properly prepared, says
the Bt. James' Gazette, boil a fine young
bird until it is three parts cooked; then
remove the skin, pick all the flesh from
the bones, and pound it in a mortar
with a little of the liquid iu which it w as
boiled, three tablespooufuls of finely
sifted bread crumbs, a teaspoonful of
grated lemon rind, a sufficient seasoning
of salt, and a grating of nutmeg. When
pounded to a perfectly smooth paste, put
the mixture into a saucepan with a little
more of the liquid, and let it simmer
gently for ten minutes. When finished,
the panada should be slightiy thicker
than good cream. It will keep quite
fresh and sweet for three or four days,
andean be heated, a few spoonfuls at a
time, and served poured over a slice of
nice, crisp, Hot toast, or in a very tiny
dish with sippets of toast inserted round
about. Nothing more quickly destroys
the capricious appetite ot an invalid than
having a large dish of anything, no
matter how dainty,set before them; they
require to eat often, but only a very little
at a time.
Dampening and Ironinjf Clothes.
The clothes should be gathered as
soon as dry on windy days, as an hour's
whipping and switching in the wind
will wear them more than weeks of or
dinary usage.
Dampen the night before ironing by
sprinkling each piece, which should be
lightly rolled up, and then placed m the
basket.
Do not dampen fine staiched clothes
until an hour or two before ironing
them, as they will be less stiff if damp a
longer time. Dampening collars, cuffs
and shirts is an important feature of the
polishing, as they must be limber but
not wet. For collars and cuffs procure a
thin piece of cloth—cheese-cloth is best
perliap-—wet it and wring it out. Then
begin near one end of it, to !ay on it a
cuff; then fold over the end without
bending the cuff, lay on another piece,
fold again and so continue until all the
cutis and collars are wrapped in the
damp cloth. They will be ready for
polishing in about an hour.
To dampen shirts, lay a damp cloth
over the bosom, sprinkle the rest of the
shirt lightly, roll up and place with the
collars and cuffs.
The ironing table should be covered
with a th ; ck blanket and a clean white
sheet. There ’ should also be a shirt
board six feet long and eighteen inches
wide covered with two or three thick
nesses of cloth, in order to iron dresses
and skirts nicely, A bosom-board is in
dispensable; this should be nine inches
by eighteen inches, planed very smooth,
and covered with a single thickness of
cotton-cloth.
Keep the smoothing irons clean, and
free from rust by scouring them well
occasionally with powered emory.
It is to be hoped that no one w ho reads
this is an advocate of the “non-ironing”
theory. So slovenly a practice as that
of putting away clothes unironed cannot
be deprecated too severely, t 'ther care
less habits will be sure to follow in the
wake of such a violation of the rules of
neatness.
If time is limited and strength inade
quate, economize elsewhere. See that
no garments are soiled and washed un
necessarily. Have fewer tucks and
ruffles if need be, but do not neglect the
ironing.
Laces and embroideries should be
placed wrong side up over flannel, and
ironed after being carefully smoothed.
Irou the thinner parts of dresses and
other starched garments first, as they
dry soonest; leave gathers and bands
until the last. Youth’* Companion-.
Recipes.
Apple Fkotil- Bake four large ap
pies very soft, press the pulp through a
sieve aud add twelve ounces of sugar,
the white of an egg and the Juice of half
a lemon, or any flavor desired. Stir to
a froth and serve with macaroons or
any delicate cake.
Blanc Mvnok.— One package'of gel
atine soaked for one hour in a pint of
water. At the end of this time pour
on the gelatine two quarts of boiling hot
milk; add three heaping teaspoonfuls of
powdered sugar, stir until dissolved;
flavor to taste; strain into molds and set
A the ice.
Ckanbkrkt Jelly.—Boil the cran -
berries and water the same way for fif -
teen or twenty minutes till they are soft,
then strain through muslin close enough
to retain the seed. To every pint of
juice put a light pound of sugar, and
boil teu minutes. This ought to be very
clear aud firm.
Plum Pudding Saucf. — An excellent
sauce for plum pudding can be made
from the following recipe; Stir to a
cream a cup of butter, three cups of
powdered sugar.. When quite light, add
the juice of one lemon, two teaspoon
fuls of nutmeg, and the whites of two
beaten very stiff.
Chicken Sour.—Cut up one chicken
aud put it into two quarts of milk , season
with salt and pepper. When about half
done add two teaspoonfuls of barley or
.of rice. When this is clone remove the
chicken from the soup, tear or cut part
of the breast into small pieces and add
to the soup with a cup of cream.
Cauliflower with Ciikksf.- Short
en the stems of cold boiled cauliflower;
place it on a fiat dish and set it in the
oven; when a little warmed pour over
it an ounce of hot.clarified butter mixed
with some ground Parmesan or other
cheese; put it again into the oven, and
It? it brown; serve immediately.
Broiled Sturgeon.— Cut a fine piece
of sturgeon, skin it and divide into
slices about an inch thick, dip them into
beaten egg, powder line bread crumbs,
pepper, silt and chopped parsley over
them, fold in paper and broil over a
clear fire. Send to tabic with essence of
anchovies, sage or Worces'er.h re sauce.