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|jatle 4 0,,nt U TRENTO?®, GEORGIA. In thirty-seven years the increase in the number of native-born Frenchmen has been less than 1,500,000. / 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." _ _. "i 1 "g 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.