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THE NATIONAIi TBIBinSTE: WASHECTGTON', D. C, OCTOBER 15, 1881.
What may we take into the vast forever?
That, marble door
Admits no fruit of all our long1 endeavor.
No fame-wreathed crown we wore,
No garnered lore.
What can we wear beyond tlie unknown portal?
No gold, no gains
Of nil our toiling; in the life immortal
No hoarded wealth remains,
No guilt, no stains.
Naked from out that far abyss behind us
We entered here ;
No word came with our coming to remind us
What wondrous world was near,
No hope, no fear.
Into the silent, starless night before us,
Naked we glide;
No hand has mapped the constellation o'er us,
No comrade at our tide,
No chart, no guide.
Yet fearless toward that midnight, black and hollow,
Our foot-teps fare ;
The beckoning of a Father's hand we follow
His love alone is there,
No curse, no care.
THE BOY WHO COULD NOT BE HURT,
David Ker, in Harper's Young People.
Many, many years ago, about the time that
Hendrick Hudson was smoking his first pipe with
the Manhattan Indians on the site of New York,
a group of school-boys were assembled one
quiet summer evening in front of a house in the
quiet little Swedish village of Hornelen.
"That's where the nest is, up there by the corner
of the highest window," said one. " But who's to
"Oil! can't you really, Karl ? '' piped a poor
little pale-faced cripple in the centre of the
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"And so has Austrian Moritz here haven't j
you, old fellow?" cried another, clapping the
shoulder of a slim, dark-haired boy, who was
spending his holidays at Hornelen with one of
his father's Swedish friends.
"'True enough," said Moritz von Arnheim, with
a grimace. "But here comes Johnny Banner,
and he'll do it if any one can."
"Hurrah for the boy that can't be hurt!"
shouted several voices, as a big square-built lad,
with a bold, bluff, sunburned face, joined the
group. ""Why, Johnny, man, how dusty you
are ! "
"And so would you be, if you'd just been run
over by a wagon," grunted Johnny.
"Run over by a wagon!" echoed the boys,
'Just so. You see, I was up in the
yonder, having a swing on one of the boughs,
when Farmer Jansen, not seeing me, let fly at
a rook that had perched there, and put a charge
of shot through my cap. Look here;" and he
held up the riddled cap to view. j
"Another escape, I declare," laughed Moritz.
"We shall have to call you Mack-of-Xine-Lives,'
at this rate.
" So then, as you may think," pursued Johnny,
"I came down again faster than 1 went up, and
got into the road just in time to meet old Nils,
the carrier, rattling along at his usual slap-dash
pace. In trying to avoid him, I slipped and fell
Tight before the cart, and horse and cart and all
went merrily over me. Luckily I had fallen
lengthwise, so that the wheels went on each side
of me, and here I am, all right.
"Well, old boy," cried Karl, " here's another
chance for you. Try if you can get those eggs
up yonder for little Olaf. None of its can."
The words were hardly spoken, when Banner
was over the fence, and the next moment he was
seen scrambling up the side of the house by the
notches which time and weather had made in
the masonry. Once he slipped, and came down
with a run ; but he only set his hard mouth a
little more firmly, and went to work again. Inch
by inch he worked his way upward, the boys
holding their breath as they watched him', until
at length a general, shout proclaimed that he had
got a firm hold of the ivy.
Once there, the rest was easy. Another minute
brought him within reach of the nest, and the
eggs were carefully stowed away in a kind of
pouch in the breast of his jacket.
Just then the village school-master came by,
and seeing wliat was going on, cried, indignantly,
"You cruel boy! it would serve you right if
you were to fall and injure yourself."
The words were truer than he intended, for
Banner, startled by the shout, lost his hold and
fell headlong to the ground. A cry of horror
burst from the lookers-on, who were all over the
fence in an instant, and the old teacher, dismayed
at the effect of his rebuke, was not the hindmost.
But to their amazement they found that "the
boy who could not be hurt" had deserved his
name once more. He had alighted upon a heap
of straw, and though stunned and slightly
bruised, was otherwise not a whit the worse.
"All right, boys," said he, faintly, " the cygs
aren't broken, anyhow. Here, Olaf. And he
put his prize into the trembling hands of the
little cripple, who was crying bitterly.
"God bless thee, my brave lad, said the old
teacher, losing all his anger in honest admiration
of the boy's courage. "Thou art one who will
be heard of yet."
"Stand firm, lads! we'll beat them yet."
shouted a tall, handsome man in the uniform
of an Austrian Colonel, who was doing his best
to keep his men steady in the crisis of one of the
hardest battles of the Thirty Years' War.
Few of his old playmates would have recog
nized little Moritz von Arnheim in that bearded
face and towering figure ; but it was he neverthe
less, and the soldiers who were pressing him so
hard were men from the very part of Sweden
where he had once spent his holidays.
" Forward, my Swedes ! " roared a tremendous
voice from the other side, and through the roll
ing smoke in front broke a long line of glittering
pike-heads and stern faces, sweeping down upon
them like a mighty sea. There was a crash and
a terrible cry, and the Austrian ranks were rolled
together like leaves before the wind.
Poremost among the Swedes, :is they swept
onward with a joyous cheer, was a big red
bearded man with the plumed hat of a General,
whose face every Austrian leader knew to his
" Here's that fellow again," growled the Colonel.
"He sha'n't escape this time, anyhow."
He discharged his pistol full at the General's
broad breast, but the ball glanced off as if from
a rock, and the next moment Colonel Yon Arn
heim and his horse were rolling in the dust to
gether, under the very feet of the Swedish pike
men. "Don't hurt him, on your lives ! " roared the
General. "Take him to my tent, and keep him
safe till I come."
"Ha ! " muttered the Colonel, "I ought to know
that voice. A strange adventure, truly, if this
be indeed he!"
But all his doubts were ended a few hours
later when the Swedish General came striding
into the tent, and holding out his huge brown
hand, said, with a broad grin :
" Do you know me, friend Moritz ? ''
" John Banner, sure enough ! " cried Yon Arn
heim, grasping the offered hand cordially. " Well,
1 see you're still 'the boy who can't be hurt,' for
I'm certain I saw my bullet hit you right in the
"Hitting's not killing," answered Banner,
throwing open his uniform, and showing a breast
plate of line steel underneath. " I've had many
a narrower escape than that since I climbed for
the nest at Hornelen."
""Well, speaking for myself, I'm very glad you
have escaped," said the Colonel; "but for the
sake of Austria and the imperial flag, 1 rather
wish that heap of straw hadnt been there."1
Banner answered with a hearty laugh, and the
two old comrades, thus strangely reunited, spent
i a very meny evening together
THE SHEPHERD'S DOG.
Donald Archer, a grazier, living near Paisley,
in Scotland, in the latter part of the last century,
ha(i long kept a fine dog, for the purpose of at-
tending his cattle on the mountains.
The grazier having a young puppy given him
by a friend brought it home to his house, and
was remarkably fond of it : but, on the puppy
being caressed, the old sheep-dog invariably
snarled and appeared greatly dissatisfied. And,
when at times it came to eat with old Brutus, a
dislike was evident, which at length made him
leave the house : and, notwithstanding every re
search, his master was never able to discover his
About four years after his elopement, the
grazier had been driving a herd of cattle to a
neighboring fair, where he disposed of them, re
ceived his money, and set out on his return home.
Having proceeded about ten miles on his journey,
he was overtaken by a tempest of wind and rain,
that raged with such violence as to cause him to
look for a place of shelter. A smoke that came
from some mslQS convinced him that he was
near a house: accordingly, he crossed a path, and
came to the door, knocked, and demanded admis-
sion. The landlord, a surly looking fellow, gave
m an invitation to enter 'and be seated. Our
traveler was hardly before the fire, when he was
saluted with equal surprise and kindness "by his
former dog, old Brutus, who came wagging his
tail and demonstrating all the gladness he could
express. Archer immediately knew the animal,
and was astonished at thus unexpectedly finding
him so many miles from home, but did not think
proper to inquire of his host, at that time, how
he came into his possession.
He did not like the house he was in, nor the
suspicious looks of the host and family: but to
go out in the wood during the night, and to en
counter the violence of the conflicting elements,
might, in all probability, turn out more fatally
than to remain where he was. He therefore re
solved to wait the return of morning ; and, after
a short conversation, he was conducted to an
apartment, and left to take his repose.
It may be here necessary to inform the reader
that from the first moment of Archer's arrival
the dog had not left him a moment, but had even
followed him into the chamber, where he placed
himself under the bed, unperceived by the land
lord. The door being shut, our traveler began
to revolve in his mind the singular appearance of
his old companion, his lonely situation, and the
manners of the inmates of the house, the whole
of which tended to confirm his suspicion of being
in a place of danger and uncertainty. His reflec
tions were soon interrupted by the approach of
the dog, who came fawning from under the bed,
and by several extraordinary gestures endeavored
to direct his attention to a particular corner of
the room. He accordingly went thither, and saw
a sight that called up every sentiment of horror.
The floor was stained with blood, which seemed
to flow out of a closet, that was secured by a lock,
which he in vain attempted to force. No longer
doubting his situation, but considering himself
as the next victim of the wretches into whose
society he had fallen, he resolved to sell his life
as dearly as possible, and either to perish in the
attempt or effect his deliverance.
With this determination he pulled out his
pistols and softly opened the door, honest Brutus
at his heels, with his shaggy hair erect, like the
bristles of a boar, bent on destruction. He
reached the bottom of the stairs with as much
caution as possible, and listened attentively for a
few minutes, when he heard a conversation be
tween several persons whom he had not seen
when he first came info the house, which left
him no room to doubt of their intention. The
villainous landlord w:is informing them, in a low
tone, of the booty they would find in the posses
sion of his guest, and the moment they were to
murder him for the purpose of obtaining the
Alarmed as Archer Avas, he immediately con
cluded that no time was to be lost in using his
utmost exertion to save his life. He, therefore,
without hesitation, burst in among them, and
fired his pistol at the landlord, who fell from his
seat. The rest of the gang were struck with
astonishment at so sudden an attack: while the
grazier made for the door, let himself out, and
fled with rapidity, followed by the dog. A mus
ket was discharged after him, but fortunately
did not do any injury. With all the speed that
danger could create, he ran until daylight ena
bled him to perceive a house, and the main road
at no great distance. To this house he immedi
ately went, and related all that had been seen to
the landlord, who immediately called up a re
cruiting party that were quartered upon him, the
sergeant of which accompanied the grazier in
search of the house in the wood. The services
and sagacity of the faithful dog were now more
than ever rendered conspicuous ; for, by running
before the company, and his singular behavior, he
led them to the desired spot.
On entering the house not a living creature
was to be seen. All had deserted it. They
therefore began to explore the apartments, and
found in the very closet, the appearance of which
had led the grazier to attempt his escape, the
murdered remains of a traveler, who was after
wards advertised throughout all the country.
On coming into the lower room, the dog began
to rake the earth near the fire-place with his
feet, in such a manner as to excite the curiosity
of all present. The sergeant ordered the place to
be dug up, when a trap-door was discovered,
which, on being opened, was found to contain
the mangled bodies of many that had been robbed
and murdered, with the landlord himself, who
was not quite dead, though he had been shot
through the neck by the grazier. The wretches
in their quick retreat had thrown him in among
those who had formerly fallen victims to their
cruelty, supposing him past recovery. He was,
however, cured of his wounds, and brought to
I need hardly add, that old Brutus was taken
home again and received more caresses even than
the puppy which had caused his jealous elope,
ment. Youth and Pleasure.
TWO CURIOUS NEEDLES.
The King of Prussia recently visited a needle
manufactory in his kingdom, in order to see what
machinery the human hand could produce. He
was shown a number of superfine needles, thou
sands of which together did not weigh half an
ounce, and marveled how such minute articles
could be pierced with an eye. But he was to see
that in this respect even something still finer
and more perfect could be created. The borer
that is, the workman whose business it is to bore
the eyes in these needles asked for a hair
from the monarch's head. He placed it at once
under the boring machine, made a hole in it with
the greatest care, furnished it with a thread, and
handed the singular needle to the astonished
The second curious needle is in the possession
of Queen Victoria. It was made at the celebrated
needle manufactory at Eedditch, and represents
the column Trajan in miniature. This well
known Roman column is adorned with numer
ous scenes in sculpture, which immortalize Tra
jan's heroic actions in war. On this diminutive
needle scenes in the life of Queen Victoria are
represented in relief, but so finely cut and so
small that it requires a magnifying glass to see
them. The Victoria needle, moreover, can be
opened: it contains a number of needles of
smaller size, which are equally adorned with
scenes in relief. Scientific American.
THE CHEROKEE ROSE.
The legend of the Cherokee rose is as pretty as
the flower itself. An Indian chief of the Seminole
tribe was taken prisoner by his enemies, the
Cherokee?, and doomed to torture, but fell so
seriously ill that it became necessary to wait
for his restoration to health before committing
him to the lire. And as he lay prostrated by
disease in the cabin of the Cherokee warrior, the
daughter of the latter, a young dark-faced maid,
was his nurse. She fell in love with the young
chieftain, and wishing to save his life, urged him
to escape ; but he would not do so unless she
would flee with him. She consented. Yet before
she had gone far, impelled by soft regret at leav
ing home, she asked permission of her lover to
return, for the purpose of- bearing away some
memento of it. So. retracing her footsteps, she
broke a sprig from the white rose which climbed
up the poles of her father's tent, and, preserving
it during her flight through the wilderness,
rdanted it by the door of her new home in the
land of the Seminole. And from that day this
beautiful flower has always been known between
the capes of Florida and throughout the Southern
States by the name of the Chorokee rose.
A WONDERFUL MAUSOLEUM.
Cuttingsville, Vermont, can probably boast of
one of the handsomest tombs in America. John
P. Bowman, a native of that place, has just com
pleted a tomb in memory of his wife and daugh
ter at a cost of from .$70,000 to 75,000. The
structure is of granite, a miniature copy of one
of the Athenian temples, except that it is slight
ly pyramidal in form. The building alone, with
foundations and without ornamentation, cost
$55,000, and as it is not more than twenty feet
deep and twelve or fourteen feet high, some idea
may be obtained of its massiveness. The door is
of bronze, with an inner door of granite weighing
six tons. The inside of the tomb is of marble,
and it contains busts of Mr. Bowman, his wife,
daughter, and infant. Mirrors are set in the
sides and at the angles between the sides and
back, and the statuary is so placed that the mir
rors give the effect of a long vista of galleries
filled with statuary. At the entrance stands a
life-sized statue of Mr. Bowman, in the most ad
vanced style of modern realism, with hat and
gloves in one hand and a wreath of immortelles
in the other. In addition to building the tomb
Mr. Bowman is fitting up the grounds of the
cemetery, which is known as Laurel Glen. He
has built a massive granite wall along the front
some fifty rods, and Aill lay out the grounds with
turf, trees and fountains, and a conservatory. G.
B. Croft is the architect. Over 1,000 persons have
already visited the tomb, and it bids fair to be
one of the big show places in the State. 2Yoy
What Avould lie the state of the highways of
life if we did not drive our thought-sprinklers
through them, with valve opun, sometimes.
" People,'' says a modern philosopher, " go ac
cording to their brains; if these lie in their head,
they study : if in their stomach, they eat ; if in
their heels, they dance."
CARE OF FOWLS.
The comb is a sure index of the state of the
fowl's health. The Spanish and Leghorn frequent
ly have immense combs. I have seen cocks of
both breeds where the comb from the base to the
tip of the extreme point has stood fully three
inches. This is no exaggeration, for I have raised
them of both varieties. In a symmetrical bird
the wattles should be correspondingly long. The
combs will not grow to full size unless they are
well kept. These combs and wattles are filled
with blood, and are of brilliant scarlet when in
condition and perfect health. Any disarrange
ment of the internal organs is indicated immedi
ately by the combs. At first it will become ver-
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moved, until it is nearly blanched and becomes
limp. It should be borne in mind, however, that
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the hen's combs are never so large when not
in laying. With the cock the comb never
after once attaining its full growth, unless out of
order. There should never be unduehaste in driv-
ing the fowls to the block on the first appearance of
luueucomn. m any times inc cause may ncremov-
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remeuy applied in time is 01 great oenent. very
suddenly this summer my laying hens ceased
dropping the eggs, and showed faded, wilted combs.
They were in confinement. Upon examination,
I found their perches gathering vermin. I imme
diately whitewashed every crack and crevice, cov
ering the whole, thus eradicating the enemy, gave
more air, and they soon recovered, and commenced
laying again. Fowls not in health will not lay.
C. B., in Country Gentleman.
TO KEEP GUN BARRELS FROM RUSTING.
The farmers' gun is almost an essential thing
to have in the house. There has always been
some difficulty in keeping the barrels from rust
ing. The alkaline matter existing in snow and
in rain, under certain conditions of the atmos
phere, works through the best coatings, and
reaches the iron. Varnish, as ordinarily laid on,
is objectionable, as it gives a gun a "Brumma
gem" look. The best plan is the following:
Heat the barrels to the temperature of boiling
water (not any hotter, or you may injure them,)
and rub them with the best copal varnish, giving
them a plentiful coating. Let them remain hot
half an hour, and then wipe them clean with a
soft rag. In this way you can get enough of the
varnish into the pores of the metal to act as a
preservative: at the same time, no one would sus
pect that the barrels had ever been touched with
varnish. We have applied boiled oil, beeswax,
parafiin, and some other substances in the same
way, and obtained good results ; but on the whole,
we find nothing better than good copal varnish.
ANCIENT VIEWS OF THE MOON.
Nor is it to be marveled at, when we consider
that this planet was the most brilliant and change
able, as well as the nearest and apparently largest
celestial body that presented itself to their night
ly view, and that in the clear, exquisite ether of
Arabian skies, and the calm nights of India and
Egypt, it shone among the heavenly host with a
lustre unknown to dwellers in the crowded cities
of n northern clime.
But the children of these tropic lands did some
thing more than gaze, speculate, and admire.
With supreme patience they reared lofty towers
and grand pyramids, and invented instruments
which have led up step by step to the transit in
strument, the micrometer and the telescope of j
to-daj. A college of astronomy was founded by
the priesthood of Egypt, the worship of the moon
growing out of their frequent use of her pictured
or carved image in making their meteorological
announcements to the people; as, for instance,
when the Xile was about to overflow, warning
heralds were sent through the streets bearing aloft
the familiar symbol of the river goddess, and a
gilded figure of the moon in the phase it would
present at the date of the expected rising.
In the course of time, the signification was for
gotten, the symbol was worshipped, and finally
what it represented deified. The moon no lon
ger appeared to the unlettered populace as merely
a brilliant lamp suspended from a revolving
dome, and shining until extinguished by the wa
ters of the ocean, but now was looked upon with
aAve as a region of sublime mysteries.
The veneration of the moon gradually spread
with population to all parts of the world. We
have records of ancient Chinese ceremonials:
relics found among Druidical remains in Western
Europe ; accounts of astronomical picture-writings
of a religious character, and lunar calendars
of gold, silver, and stone, discovered in ancient
temple-ruins in Mexico, Central and South
Among the buildings devoted to lunar wor
ship may be mentioned the wonderful Temple of
Diana at Ephesus, built at the combined expense
of the nations of Asia, and the magnificent man
sion of the moon adjoining the Temple of the Sun
in ancient Cuzco. This building was in form a
pyramidal pavilion, with doors and enclosures
completely incrusted with glittering silver.
Within, on the southern wall, was a painting in
white, representing the moon as a beautiful wo
man. On either side along the eastern and west
ern walls, on massive thrones of silver, were
seated the dead Queens of Peru, embalmed and
arrayed in regal splendor. F. E. Fryatt, in Popu
lar Science Monthly.
For Tin: National
Two little children, playing in the sun.
Two winsome faces, sparkling o'er with fun.
Two merry voices, ringing clear and loud.
Two happy, throbbing hearts without one cloud.
One little child, with thoughts too sad for play.
One childish face, o'erahadowed all the day.
One gentle voice, all musical and low.
One tender heart, bowed down by weight of woe.
One little mound, new-made, where ilowers bloom.
One quiet form, beneath the veiling gloom.
One merry voice is hushed ; its music fled.
One throbbing heart is stilled. One darling, dead.
One little child, oft' gazing up on high.
One gracious God who hears the mourner's cry.
One tender heart finds comfort from above
One joy remains to crown an earthly love.
One little form, with brightest garlands crowned.
One angel face, whose lustre shines around.
One joyous voice, one angel-singer more
One loving heart has reached life's other shore.
FARM AND GARDEN,
Benefits ok Selecting Seed. If the sav
ing of only the best seeds be persisted in, the
beneficial results are not long in following, as
witness the following report of W. H. Benton, of
Virginia. He says: "About twenty-five years
ago, I commened to pick out a small quantity of
the best ears of corn when husking. The corn
thus selected was planted by itself, and hail a
better yield than the rest of the field. Every
year since I have been saving more each year,
picking out when the corn was husked, and
spreading it aloft until Spring. When I first
commenced saving seed, it took (00 ears to make
a barrel, while in the last few vears it has tnl-pn
uc xro ears to make a barrel. The corn is white
j flinty, and weighs over fifty-six pounds to the
J bushel." Tribune Farmer.
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- wE2r T0 crr timber. We find the item be
j jow -lu lin exchange, and iriv if. nlnw Tm
I rea(icra may scc how far it agrees with their own
experience: "An old, experienced farmer says
that hickory cut in July or August
will not be-
, com worm-eaten. Oak, chestnut walnut or
j other timber cut from the middle of July to' the
j ia.st oi August, wi 1 1 last twice as lorn' as when
cut in winter. White oak cut at this season, if
kept off the ground, will season through if two
feet in diameter, and remain perfectly sound for
many yeara. Whereas, if cut in Winter or Spring
it will become sap-rotten in a few years.
The Wool of Sheep. The American Cultiva
tor says of the wool of sheep that it deteriorates
with the animal's advance in age. The first
and second fleeces are tiie most valuable. After
this, except in the care of wethers, the fleeces grow
lighter. Tin's is particularly so with fleeces taken
from ewes. Fleeces al30 grow coarser with increas
ing age of sheep. The coarse wool on the hind
legs, which in young, well-bred sheep is always
small in quantity, increases in bulk as the sheep
grows older, thus reducing the value of the clip.
In order to keep up the wool clip of a flock of
Merino sheep to a high standard of quality, the
old sheep must needs be annually culled out, and
their places supplied by lambs. The younger the
flock of sheep the better the wool and the heavier
The Manure Heap. The mine of wealth to
a fanner is his manure heap. Upon his ability
to get a large one depends his profits, to a great
extent. An exchange gives the following prac
tical advice to farmers: Manure should be forked
over occasionally to make it fine. If it is heating,
then muck or loam should be mixed with, it to
absorb the ammonia which is formed during the
process of decomposition. Sprinklingthe manure
pile with ground plaster is advisable. The plaster
will absorb any ammonia which escapes from the
pile and save it for the use of growing plants.
Ammonia is too valuable an element of plant food
to allow it to be wasted. Again, npon somelands
plaster is an excellent fertilizer. A great deal f
material to add to the heap could often be got to
gether, and the heap made to grow in size consid
erably. Clean Stables and Good Buttep. Referring
to the butter show at Greenfield, Mass., the Hon.
Richard Goodman says, in the Ploughman, that he
finds that in each and every case successful butter
makers exercise the greatest care in keeping their
cattle clean, and this is the conclusion he arrives
at : Here we have common ground of their success-
cleanliness in the stable. And hand in hand
with this goes cleanliness in the milk room. It
would seem, then, that while improved systems
of setting, and improved churns and workers, and
salt, may save much time and labor and anxiety,
and secure more uniformity, they are not indis
pensable that is, first, good butter can be made
without the improved machinery: and, second,,
good butter cannot be made without clean cows,
eating clean food and breathing clean air, and
clean milk, set and handled in clean utensils and
in a clean atmosphere. Something, of course,
depends on the breed of cows, and we think the
show at Greenfield proves that the more Jerseys
we have in our herd the better our butter will be.
THINGS TO MAKE A NOTE OF.
Steamed Rice. One of the best ways to cook
rice is to steam it best because it is no trouble;
all that is needed is to be sure to put in plenty
of water. If you wish for rice pudding and have
not planned for it hours before, by cooking the
rice in this way you can have it in a surprisingly
short time. One cup of rice will make croquettes
and pudding enough for a family of four.
Cheap Sponge Cake. Three eggs, two table
spoonfuls of water and a teacupful of sugar mixed
together ; a teacupful and a half of flour, two tea
spoonfuls of baking powder, and a pinch of salt
stirred quickly in ; season with a teaspoonful of
essence of vanilla, or half a lemon ; bake in a
quick oven. It can be baked in jelly-cake pans,
and have pastry cooks' cream, lemon, icing, or
Cocoanut Pudding. Take sufficient stale
bread to make a pudding the size you require;
pour boiling water over it. After it is soaked
well, take a fork and see that no lumps of bread
remain ; then add half a cupful of grated cocoa
nut, make a custard of one quart of milk and four
eggs, flavor with nutmeg (of course yon will
sweetea it with white sugar); ponr over and
Pepper Sauce. Take twenty-five peppers,
without the seeds, cut them pretty fine; then take
more than double the quantity of cabbage, cut
like slaw; one root of horseradish, grated ; a hand
ful of salt, rather more than a tabiespoonful of
mustard seed, a tabiespoonful of cloves, the same
of allspice, ground; simmer a sufficient quantity
of vinegar to cover it, and pour over it, mixing
How to Treat a Cold. When you get chilly
all over and away into your bones, and begin- to
sniffle ami almost struggle for your breath, just
begin in time, and your tribulation need not last
very long. Get some powdered borax and snuff
the dry powder up your nostrils. Get your camphor-bottle
and smell it frequently ; pour some on
your handkerchief, and wipe your nose with it
whenever needed. Your nose will net get sore,
and you will soon wonder what lias become of
your cold. Begin this treatment in the forenoon,
and keep on at intervals until you go to bed,
and you will sleep as well as yon ever did.