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The Lafayette Advertiser.
Published Every Saturday.
LAFAYETTE. - LOUISIANA.
ABOLISHING CAR STEPS.
It Has Been Done by a Leading Railroad
with Complete Suceess.
The cars used on the Illinois Central
railroad for carrying passengers be
tween the world's fair and Chicago
had side exits and no steps, the depot
platforms being built on a level with
the car floors. After the close of the
fair it was decided to inaugurate a
through express suburban service on
the tracks over which the world's fair
trains were run, and to use the regu
lar suburban cars for the purpose.
Before these cars could be used, how
ever, either the car or depot platforms
had to be changed, and it was decided
to remove the steps from the cars and
extend the end platforms, without
making any changes in the depot plat
forms. The cars so changed have
been running in the service mentioned
all winter, and give such excellent sat
isfaction that it has been determined
to make a similar change in all the
cars used in the regular suburban ser
There are some excellent reasons for
abolishing steps from suburban cars.
Probably the most important is the
time saved. Suburban passengers are
always in a hurry, and an unnecessary
delay to a suburban train of one min
ute will always call forth impatient
exclamations from the passengers. In
a heavy suburban traffic the greatest
cause of delay to trains is in loading
and unloading, and it is surprising
how much quicker a crowd will pass
into or out of a car having no steps
than one so equipped.
To a certain extent these remarks
apply to all passenger cars as well as
to suburban cars, but there is another
reason which applies equally to all
cars, based on the question of expense.
Platform and steps, as used at present,
are expensive both in construction and
maintenance, being merely attach
ments tacked to and not a part of the
car body. It is difficult to make this
attachment with sufficient strength to
stand up to the work it must do. It
must carry a part at least of the weight
of the coupling and buffing apparatus,
and is bound to receive many racking
strains. In fact, there is no part of a
passenger car exposed to more severe
service and liable to receive harder
usage than the platforms. A compar
atively light blow from a collision will
usually result in the platform being
knocked off and completely wrecked.
If the steps were done away with, all
the sills of the car could be extended
to form the platform, and, alipwing
that a platform is a necessary append
age, it would be as strong as any por
tion of the car. These timbers would
have ample strength for carrying all
the weight ever placed on them, and
there would not be so many sagging.I
platforms as at present. With such a
framing the end sills would be in the
proper place for receiving the draft
appliances and buffing arrangements,
and these attachments could be much
lighter, more simple and consequently
In designing the modern vestibules
the opening in the platform for the
step has been one of the most annoying
obstacles in the way of making a satis
factory construction, and the designs
of all of them could be greatly improved
by the removal of the steps. The latest
design of Pullman vestibule, which is
the best-looking one yet brought out,
is marred by the presence of a trap
door on the inside, which must be lift
ed in order to gain access to the steps.
Of course, this trap-door does not mar
the appearance of the vestibule, but it
is an unmechanical arrangement, and
reminds one too much of an outside
cellar door to be a part of a sleeping
car with all its elaborate finishings.
One of the most serious featureshow-'
ever, of the steps, where vestibules are
used, is the manner in which they*
weaken construction. The platforms
are in themselves usually too weak to I
carry their own weights, and when the 1
weight of a vestibule is added this
weakness is even more apparent. If
the side sills could be extended for the I
fl1 length of the platform they wo-ld ..
furnish an ample and firm footing for
the vestibule and give sufficient
strength for carrying it.
The convenience of passengers must
alwayu be considered in all matters of
passenger car construction, and in this 1
jority would unquestionably prefer to
have the steps abollshed.-.-Philadelphiaa
THE BAZAR OF GUGERAT.
Strange Orieatal Beene. That Oreet the
Eyes of the Traveler.
Between richly-carved houses and
fantastic bazars with their oriental
mixture of splendor and squalor, we
join the throngs which stream through
sunlight and shadow in moving rib
bons of goigeous color. Stalls of pot
tery, beads and bangles jostle shops
filled with the elaborate paraphernalia
of Hindu worship.
Brown faces peer across golden piles
of plantains and scarlet mounds of
pimentos, hedged by spikey vegetables
of purple hue and unknown species.
Betelnut sellers crouch in the shade of
overhanging gables, with baskets of
deep green leaves, smearing them with
lime as they wrap them around the
npts, which stain every mouth with
vivid vermillion. The shops of gold
beaters and braziers, with their flaming
crucibles and deafening hammers, flank
stalls of dusty and worm-eaten scrolls
in Persian and Sanskrit, presided over
by turbaned Mohammedan a,who smoke
their hubble-bubbles undisturbed by
`Brilliamt silks and cottons are drawn
from dyers' vats and hung up to dry on
]laes stretched across the side streets.
the wet folds overhead dripping on the
p ingerowd,*pperenty unconcerned
byadditional of easrmine, yel'
low antaebU theier ralnbbwýcoloft
, b s.-AUl th' `Year Soun.
W'on't you tell me, Bounoing-Bet,
What it was you did.
Flower anear the highway growing,
Sweetly budding, sweetly blowing.
That the neighbors chid?
.That they passed you, prim and proud.
In that far-off day,
Stared you down so chill and haughty,
And declared you rude and naughty,
With your laugh too gay.
Did it vex you, Bouncing-Bet,
Such a name to wear.
Did you tell your gossips funny,
Bird and bee and frolic Bunny.
That you did not care?
Yet you blushed, my wayside pet,
Just a tender flush.
And your sweetness grew the sweeter,
And your nods a bit disoreeter.
In the vespers hush.
Never mind it, Bouncing-Bet,
Bloom anear the way;
Sweet things need not care for flaming,
Need not heed an idle shaming
Nor what neighbors say.
-Harper's Young People.
t THE GILA MONSTER.
I Tragic Experiences with the
Strange Animal in Arizona.
Its Bite Always Fatal-How a Young Man
Who Went Into an Abandoned
Mine to Escape the Law
r Met His Death.
e More deadly than the rattlesnake,
e more dreaded than the mountain lion.
f the Gila monster has at least this merit
-he never seeks man out, and is quite
t content to keep within his own lair,
1 but when this is intruded on none
t knows better than he how to resent in
3 vasion, and in a manner that usually
I leaves no tongue to repeat the story.
s The very appearance of this strange
9 creature inspires a horror which the
most venomous serpent is incapable of
i arousing, and to stand and gaze into
I the lidless, unblinking eyes, even when
7 iron bars interpose, is to experience an
1 uncomfortable sensation along the re
gion of one's backbone, and set one
wondering if it was not just such a
creature that originated with the an
cients the belief in an animal whose
very gaze was death. The Mexicans
and Indians of Arizona will tell you
that the monster kills by its breath
everything approaching near enough
to inhale the sickening effluvium, this
belief arising from the horror with
which they regard it, and from the fact
that it is usually found only at the bot
tom of some old mine shaft or moun
tain cavern, where the heavy, mephitic
air serves to overcome the luckless be
ing who ventures in, and who falls the
readier victim to the monster's bite.
It is a popular fallacy that this crea
ture is of the lizard family, an over
grown chameleon, but its small, snake
like head, its slimy body of a hideous
brownish gray, with a smooth white
belly, suggests rather the serpent, but
the tail is short and stumpy.
My first introduction to the Gila mon
ster was a tragic one. I was spending
some months in Phoenix, A. T., and
had in my employ a young Mexican
named Leander, who served me as
body servant, groom and cook in the
modest menage I had set up, prefer
ring to dictate my own table fare to
eating the peppery messes which are
the sole diet of the Mexican popula
tion, and which are gradually adopted
by Americans dwelling any length of
time in this climate. To such an ex
treme is this love of red-hot pepper
carried by the foreign element that it
is said with truth that even the car
rion eaters of the region will not touch
a dead Mexican.
This boy Leander was a timid, affec
tionate lad, whose only vice seemed to
be that of gambling. At this he spent
all his spare time and his entire wages,
often playing all night, though per
forming his duties next day as usual.
1 reasoned with him in vain, and he
would' promise me again and again
that he would cease the uneasy life
his propensities caused him to lead,
but he had always an evil angel at his
side in the shape of a big pock-marked
half-breed named Francesco. This
man, taking advantage of the, boy's
weakness, was always at hand to
tempt him to the small gambling hell i
frequented by men of his class, and
though I forbade him hanging about
my premises, he would waylay Lean
der and work on his love of sport un- 4
til the boy would fall again.
From inquiries I made, I learned a
that Francesco made a practice of I
regularly cheating him out of his I
wages, but Leander could not be 1
brought to see this, but played on,
hoping to regain some of his losses. 1
But one night he saw an unmistak- i
able false play on the part of his en- I
emy, and with the quick fury of his
race, had leaped across the table and z
had driven his knife into the breast i
of Francesco. The big half-breed C
dropped like a log, and thinking him e
dead, the boy broke out of the shanty e
and ran for the mountains. Next e
morning I was told of the occurrence, c
and while I deprecated what he had t
done, I could not but think the boy 4
had some excuse for his anger, and I
after ascertaining from the surgeon I
Francisco's wound would not prove t
serious. I resolved to protect Leander 5
from the law. This was easily done r
In those early days, and fearing lest c
the boy would perish in the mountains t
of hunger and exposure, I engaged V
a small party to go with me in search Ii
of him. f
After some trouble we learned from d
a herdsman that Leander prevailed on Ii
him to promise that he would bring Ii
him food every day to the mouth of a
safat which had been the entrance of
an old silver mine. Here Leander pro
posed to hide Alimself until the cwnse
quences of his deed had blown over.
The herdsman had kept his promise,
and the day after meeting the boy on
his way to this place of concealment l
had curried some provisions to the h
shaft and had called to the fugitive.
But he had heard nothing In reply, di
and so had gone away, thinking that
after all Laeander had abandoned his
plan. I pfrbeeeded-at onee to the, spot
pointed out lig the Mexican, sad with sa
oae of mj'mus eter d the sbaftwaluh II
had been sunk at a sharp angle into
the mountain. Our torches burned
badly in the foul air of the place, and
not seeing it I stumbled presently
over an object that lay across the path.
I leaned forward to see what it was,
and had just recognized with a thrill
of horror that it was the body of a
man most sickeningly swollen and
discolored, when the man with me
suddenly jerked me to one side and
discharged his pistol at a dark, gliding
shape that was making at me. "Back,
back, senor!" he cried, dragging at me.
"It is the black death!" Impelled by
him, though not understanding the
danger, I backed out of the place, and
was then told that I had narrowly es
caped a bite from a Gila monster, and
that the man we had seen was in all
probability my poor servant, though I
would never have known that ghastly,
battened shape for him.
I could scarcely prevail on the man
to go back with me into the shaft, but
at last he consented to walk behind
me and to hold the torch that I might
kill the deadly creature and bring out
the body of the poor boy for burial.
We found the monster that the Mexih
can had fired at writhing about, evi
dently wounded by the shot, and,
quickly dispatching him, we stooped
to lift the dead boy when my nostrils
were smitten by a fresh whiff of inde
scribably offensive odor resembling
that of decaying raw meat which filled
the place. The Mexican and I sprang
about to see crawling out of the gloom
at the far end of the shaft a second
monster. Aiming carefully I fired at
the moving form, but must have
missed the reptile, for with incredible
swiftness of movement it reached me
and seized my left foot. Fortunately
I had on thick hunting boots reach
ing to my knee, so that as far as
I was concerned the creature was
harmless, but the Mexican with me
was barefooted, and cried out to me to
kill the monster before it could turn
on him, so leaning down I placed my
weapon almost to the thing's head and
blew its brains out.
During the same year of this occur
rence a young mining engineer from
the east ran away with the daughter
of a wealthy Mexican ranchman, who
objected to the marriage on the score
of the young man's poverty. The
couple, pursued by the angry father, a
man who had the reputation of being
swift to kill, made for Fort Grant, but
were obliged to cross the mountains. A
storm was coming up, and their driver
sought shelter in a deserted adobe hut,
where they were kept all night. To
this place they were traced by the
father, but he found only three dead
and swollen bodies in the hut with two
Gila monsters. These showed fight,
but were killed, and the heart-broken
father returned home.
On the river from which these rep
tiles take their name are the remains
of an extensive dwelling house which
in its day was a marvel of architecture
and elegance to the Mexicans. Its.
owner was a Sig. Mesilla,' who had
been educated in the east, and who
had brought home a bride from some
northern state when his college days
were over. But for all his adoption of
American manners and customs the re
vengeful nature of his race lived in
him. A short time after his marriage
lie grew jealous of a friend who had
been a classmate of his and whb had
accompanied him home to see some
thing of the country. To the sus
picious Mexican it seemed that his
young wife looked with too smiling a
countenance on her countryman, and
in his dark mind he planned a revenge
unique in its way. He procured a pair
of Gila monsters and promised his
ranchmen a rare treat, something
Letter and more novel than a bull
fight. Monarch of the country for
miles about, there was no one to in
terfere with his grim pleasure, so one
day without warning he caused his
guest to be stripped of his
clothing except one light garment
and shut in the court of the place
formed by the blank walls of the four
connected buildings that formed the
ranchhouse. The victim was provided
with a knife and then the monstera
were let into this improvised arena.
Nfesilla and his men sat upon the low
roofs and watched the combat with
mhouts of laughter and cheers as the
reptiles and the man fought. The
A~merican was unaware of the deadly
character of the creatures he was ar
rayed against, and, while bitten again
and again, thought he was fighting for
his life, and succeeded in finally kill
ing one of the reptiles, though the
oison was fast rendering him blind
mnd sick. At last he fell dead on the
>ody of the monster he had slain,
vhile the other, though wounded,
Eastened itself upon the corpse.
Messilla had forced his wife to wit
mess this horrible scene until she had
lainted, and now that the man was
lead the cruel husband had her low
ared Into the yard. As she reached the
stone paving of the place, she recov
tred consciousness and, seeing thd
lreadful form of the monster crawlin g
oward her, hastily snatched from the
lead man's hand the knife with which
ie had fought and plunged it in her
ireast, falling lifeless beside her coun
ryman. Mesilla wishing, however, to
atisfy himself that both of them were
'eally dead, now descended into the
ourtyard himself, and was stooping
o examine his victims when the
vounded and dying reptile, which he
mad forgotten, raised its evil head and
Lied its fangs in his foot. Mesilla
led before It could be detached from
t, and it was necessary to cut It away
efore Mesilla could be placed in his
Nubbin-I've a dreadful summer cold.
Cobb-In the head or chest?
"Head. What's good for it?"
"I decline to answer."
"Well, you needn't get huffy about
it What's the matter with you, any
"I'm the one man in the world who
doesn't know how to cure a cold:"
Detroit Free Press.
-The annual rainfall of St. Louis i4
said to be 41 inches; of London, 25: of
New York, 4A
PATRIOTISM NOT DEAD.
But a Patriot Maker a Mistake If He
Rushes the Season.
"Say." he began, as he tip-toed up to
a policeman between the depots on
Third street the other night at mid
night, *the dawn of American liberty
is breaking in the east! Whoop! I am
here to greet her!"
"What's the matter with yon?" de
mantled the officer as he backed off to
have a look at the man.
"Matter with me? Why, sir, the
fires of patriotism are burning in my
breast and I-whoop! hurrah for the
goddess of this great and glorious bond
"You want to quit that," said the of
ficer. "It's against the law to be howl
ing around the streets like this."
"Howling! Sir, 'tis the clang of the
proud old bell of Liberty which is
borne to your ears on the midnight air!
I will now give one yell for the land of
"If you do I'll collar you."
"Isn't this the land of the free?"
"It's the land of the free right
enough, but we don't want any Fourth
of July business around here. You go
home and go to bed, and do all your
yelling with the rest of us."
The man leaned up against a tele
graph pole and solemnly and stead
fastly gazed at the officer for a long
minute. Then he huskily queried:
"Shay, can't I 'rah jes' once fur ole
"flip, hip!-Can't I whoop 'er up fur
George Wash'ton's Valley Forge?"
"No, sir. I can't have no disorderly
"Waz'er dishorderly conduct fur my
gran'fazzer to fighter British at Lun
"That's nothing to do with it. You'd
better go on and keep quiet."
"Waz'er dishorderly conduct fur my
gran'fazzer to shed his blood at Mon
mouth? Now then-altogether-hip,
"If you don't keep quiet I'll run you
in!" interrupted the officer.
"Can't I holler jess once fur York
"Can't I give one lizzle yell fur Cow
pens an' King's mountain?"
The man looked around in a helpless
way for a minute, and then began to
remove his coat.
"Here, what are you doing?" asked
"I want to deliver an address to 'er
Goddess of Liberty. Rest-address you
ever heard. Allis makes everybody
go home happy."
"You can't do it!"
"Can't I shing shong 'bout George
Wash'ton crossing 'er Delaware?"
"Can't I shing shong of 'er Star
"No, sir! You must go on or I shall
have to lock you up!"
Feller-patriots, you shee how 'er is!"
said the man, as he looked around at a
pedestrian who had come up. "Your
gran'fazzer an' my gran'fazzer poured
out 'er blood on a dozen battlefields of
'er revolushun zhat you an' I might be
free. Poured out 'er blood. Wasn't
bit stingy wiz 'er blood. Starved, an'
suffered, an' died zhat we might be free
an' have fun. But are we free? Can I
"I see I'll have to take you in," in
terrupted the officer, as he seized his
"Didn't I tell you sho?" asked the
patriot, as he looked about him. "Our
gran'fazzers poured 'er blood, but it
was no use. Blood all wasted. No
good. Tyrant right here viz his heel
on 'er neck of liberty jus' 'er same!"
"Come on!" said the officer.
"Goin' take me to 'er stashun?"
"Goin' to lock me up?"
"All rize! Thought there was'er bird
of liberty, but there isn't. Thought
there was Star Spangled Banner, but
there isn't. Thought there was pa
triotism, but there isn't. All a mis
take! Gran'fazzer poured out his blood
f'r nozzing. Wash'ton crossed 'er Del
aware i'r nozzing. Boston throwed
tea overboard f'r nozzing. No use-all
gone-take me away!"
And as the officer led him to the sig
nal-box to summon the patrol wagon
he wiped his weeping eyes on the loose
end of his necktie and murmured:
"Good-blye, old bird of liberty-fare
well thou Star Spangled Banner! You
shee how it is, an' I hope you'll 'scuse
me. I'll shee you later-shee you next
Christmas!"-Detroit Free Press,
KEEPING HOTELS CLEAN.
Waging War Against Dirt on the Scientific
There are expenses connected with
every first-class hotel that the average
guest knows not about and cares noth
ing for, but the landlord groans in
financial agony every time he thinks of
the ancient and truthful adage, that
"cleanliness is next to godliness." A
dirty hotel is damned--a. clean one is
sure of patronage. The table may have
its weaknesses, the bar its high prices,
the building may be old and the furni- 1
ture antique, but all is forgiven if the
linen crinkles with cleanliness and the 1
rooms smell sweet and wholesome.
To keep two or three hundred rooms
in perfect condition requires constant
work on the part of a sn&all army of
women and men. The work of clean
ing cannot be done all at one time, for
the hotel must be open for business the I
year around, so each room has its day I
to retire into obscurity and sgffer un- I
told agonies at the hands of strong
armed scrub women. a
The larger and better class of hotels i
manage to give each ropm a thorough I
cleaning at least twice a year. The 1
carpets are removed,washed and dusted, I
the foor,walls and wood-work scrubbed c
ulatil butters are raise4, and the. furni- i
tire cleaned and the necessary repairs i
are made. a
To do all this costs money as several i
gangs of cleaners are required. The 1
housekeeper notifies the room clerk 1
that certain rooms are to be cleaned t
the next day, and be checks then of. f
Then the worktets go at it. and It takes z z
a -marvelously short time to semove c
every trace of dirt. Even when re
painting is necessary it does not pro
long the agony to any great extent.
By using the modern and tried In
ventions for cleaning, the work is both
hastened and lessened, and four women
and two men can thoroughly clean an
average of three rooms a day. This
method of doing the work keeps the
hotel in a constant turmoil of house
cleaning, but so well is the work
svstemiized that the guests are rarely
aware of what is going on.
This thorough cleaning of the rooms
is made in addition to that (lone every
day in every room that is occupied.
Each morning the housekeeper is fur
nished with a list of the rooms occu
pied the night before, whose guests
have departed. Then every piece of
linen is removed and sent to the laun
dry, and fresh, clean bedding provided,
after the room has been thoroughly
aired, swept and dusted. This work
requires about one chambermaid to
The upstairs cleaning is done early
in the morning, but it is at night that
the office and public apartments are
relieved of their day's accumulation of
dirt. Just after midnight the scrub
women put in an appearance, and the
marble tiling, wainscoting and pillars
of the office and lobby are given a
thorough scrubbing. By five o'clock
this work is all done, and the guests,
when they come in, find the place as
neat as a pin.
The laundry forms a very important
adjunct to a modern hotel, and the use
of machinery has cheapened and facil
itated the washing of the bedding,
towels, napkins and other soilable
things used in large quantities. The
washing and the greater part of the
ironing are done by machinery, and
each hotel has its linen room, where
the clean linen is carefully mended and
kept until needed.
To keep 4 hotel in running order
costs a great deal of money. Beside
the cleaners and chambermaids, there
are porters, electricians, laundrymen,
engineers, carpenters. plumbers and
upholsterers. The electrician looks
after the lights, the plumber sees that
the bath rooms are in condition, the
carpenter is constantly busy fixing re
calcitrant doors, broken furniture,
etc., and the upholsterer has all that
he cares to do in arresting the wear
and tear and the ravages of time.
A PALACE OF GHOSTS.
Haunted by Spirits of Women Who Poi
soned One Another.
In the midst of all the ruins and
palaces of Italy, stained with countless
deeds of blood, it remains for one mod
ern structure to be known particularly
as the home of ghosts.
Above Agerola, which itself is almost
directly above Prajano on the southern
side of the peninsula, stands an enor
mous palace, visible from the sea at a
great distance. It is know as the
Palazzo degli Spiriti (the palace of the
ghosts), and I once took the trouble to
climb up from Prajano, and go all over
it. It is entirely deserted, and has
neither doors nor windows, a building
almost royal in proportions and plan,
standing on a vast terrace overlooking
the sea, by no means ancient, and in
some parts decorated with frescoes and
stucco work, which are fast falling a
prey to the weather.
It was built by a personage known
as Gen. Avitabile, who came to a tragio
end before he had completed his mag
nificent residence, and whose heirs are,
I believe, still quarreling about the di
vision of the property, while the build
ing itself is allowed to fall into ruins.
It would be hopeless to attempt to dis
entangle the tales told about the fami
ly by the simple hill folk. There were
women in the case, who poisoned one
another and the general, and whose
spirits, venomous still, are believed to
haunt the vast halls and corridors and
staircases and underground regions of
Whether they do or do not, a more
appropriate place for hobgoblins, ban
shees, ghouls and vampires could
scarcely have been created by a dis
eased imagination in a nightmare.
Even at midday, under the southern
sun, the whole place seems as uncanny
as a graveyard on St. John's eve. Bits
of staircase lead abruptly into blank
walls, passages end suddenly in the
high air, without window-railing or
parapet. Lonely balconies lead around
dizzy corners to dismal watch-turrets
whence a human voice could hardly
find its wvay to the halls within. The
most undaunted explorers of the Socie
ty for Psychical Research might learn
what "goose-flesh" meansa n such a
place as this.-Marion Crawford, in
Cruelty to the "Little Craps."
A comical misunderstanding was
that which occurred at a private resi
dence just back of Louisville. Several
visitors from the city had brought out
their children with them, and one of
the oldest boys was appointed to
superintend the games and plays of
the little ones. He grew tired of this,
and finally came into the house, throw
ing himself on a sofa.
"What have you done with the other
boys?" inquired his mother.
"Why," he said, "they're out in the
barn shooting craps."
"Oh, how cruel," cried the mother.
"You ought not to shoot those little
things;" whereupon the boy broke into
Homeric laughter.-Louisville Couriers
-A woman who has gone abroad for
the summer has left her carriage and
pair at the service of some hospital
nurses in an institution with which she
is connected. At the hours when they
are off duty, in turn the carriage takes
them by twos for a long drive, and
how much this will mean to these
workers shut away for the most of the
time from any change of air and scene
can hardly be estimated. If there were
more such breaks in the lives of these
women pursuing a hard calling, the
startling average of life which, accord.
ing to Prof Tyndall, is theirs, might
be raised. He stated not long before
his death that hospital nurses only at
tain, on an average, the age of twenty.
fIve years, while non-nursing women
reach the comparatively mature polat
f fifty-eight yena&
-Cheese Cakes-Two eggs. beaten
light; a bowlfull of well-salted cottage
cheese; sugar, vanilla and nutmeg to
taste, and milk or cream to make a
stiff paste. Bake in cups and eat cold.
-A small lump of sugar added to
turnips when cooking will correct the
bitterness which sometimes spoils this
vegetable. If to be served mashed, it
will greatly improve them to put them
through a colander.
-Green Gooseberry Tart.-One quart
green gooseberries; sugar to taste.
Top and stem the gooseberries and
cook in a double boiler until tender.
Sweeten abundantly after taking them
from the fire. Line a pie plate with
pastry, fill it with the stewed fruit,
and lay strips of pastry across the top.
Bake to a delicate brown, and eat cold.
-A delicious way of serving turnips
is to escallop them. To do this, pare,
slice and boil them in salted water un
til they are tender. Then drain them
out and put them into an earthen bak
ing dish, cover with cream sauce, very
slightly flavored with wine, cover with
buttered crumbs and brown in a quick
oven. Onions and cabbage are also very
nice done in this way,-Agriculturist.
-Lobster Cutlets.-Mince a pound of
lobster small (the canned may be used),
season with salt, white pepper, two
ounces of melted butter, two beaten
eggs and enough fine, sifted bread
crumbs to make it cling together.
Shape in the form of cutlets; dip in
crumbs, then in egg and again in
crumbs, and fry in hot drippings. These
are very palatable with green peas or
-To Prepare Horseradish for Winter.
-In the fall mix the quantity wanted
in the following proportions: A coffee
cup of grated horseradish, two table
spoons white sugar, half a teaspoon.
ful of salt and one and one-half pints
cold vinegar; bottle and seal To
make horseradish sauce, take two
tablespoons of the above, add one des
sert spoon of melted butter or sweet
cream and one of prepared mustard. -
Farm, Field and Fireside.
-Imperial Cake. - Cream a scant
three-quarters cupful of butter, add
gradually two cupfuls of flour in which
one-fourth teaspoonful of soda was
sifted, and one tablespoonful of lemon
juice. Beat the whites of six eggs to a
stiff froth. Add one and one-fourth
cupfuls of powdered sugar to the beaten
egg, then combine the two mixtures.
Beat welr and then pour into a long,
narrow and deep old fashioned sponge
cake pan. Bake from fifty to fifty-five
minutes.-N. Y. Independent.
-Spanish Ragout.-Fry in butter a
minced Spanish onion or an equal
amount of white onions; add a green
pepper minced fine without the seeds,
and sprinkle these over six large toma
toes that have been sliced and fried.
Put a poached egg for each person on
top and pour around a cream sauce,
made by adding cream or milk thick
ened with flour to the butter, in the pan
in which the tomatoes were fried.
There is no more delightful hot
weather appetizer than this.-Amer
-Huckleberry Cake. - One, quart
huckleberries, ripe and fresh; three
cups flour; four eggs; two teaspoonfuls
baking-powder; one cup butter; one
cup milk; one scant teaspoonful each
cinnamon and grated nutmeg. Add the
beaten yolks of the eggs to the creamed
butter and sugar. Stir in the milk,
the flour, spice and the whipped whites.
Dredge the berries, stir them in lightly
the last of all, and bake in a loaf or in
muffin-pans. Do not eat this until it
has been baked twenty-four hours, it
you wish to find it at its best.-Harper'u
The process of canning all berries is
varied but little, except in the quant
tity of sugar to be used, the acid vari
eties, of course, requiring a largeg
amount than the sweet. Only the most
perfect fresh fruits are suitable fog
canning, They should not be too ripe.
Berries are best sugared an hour ow
two before being put on to cook; a lit.
tle powdered alum maybe added to the
sugar to aid in preserving the colos
and shape of the berries. They should
not be allowed to cook long enough to
destroy the natural Savor, but only
brought to the boiling point. Put,
while very hot, in air-tight glass cans,
and seal immediately. The jars should
be thoroughly heated before filling,
and the tops securely screwed on after*
ward. If preferred, berries may be
canned without sugar; they will keep
quite as well. A quarter of a pound of
sugar to every pound of fruit is the
usual proportion for raspberries and
blackberries, while double the quan,
tity should be used for currants and
gooseberries. All canned fruit should
be kept in a cool, dark place.-Ladies'
Toast thin slices of bread. Put into
a shallow pan a pint of water with
half a teaspoonful of salt. Dip each
slice quickly into the water, place into
a covered dish and spread with butter,
piling one slice above another. Do not
let the bread soak in the water; en
deavor to keep a suggestion of crispi
ness in it, for soppy, sodden toast is
not palatable. Serve hot with apple
sauce, sweet baked apples or tart jelly.
Water toast is delicious if care is taken
to have it hot. It can be eaten with
relish much longer than milk toast.
N. Y. World.
Dreseing the Neek.
The stock collar and the stiff linen
collar which so many women affect,
although quite unbecoming in some
cases, yet are ruinous to the beauty of
the neck. Low collars of soft frills
and stand-up ruffies of plaits, which
stand of as well as up, instead of hug
ging the neck so closely as to exclude
all air and interfere with the free cir
culation, are greatly to be preferred if
a woman wishes to preserve her neck
fair; smooth, and 'shapely. A neck
trimming can be worn high without
being made close fitting. - Chicago