Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 50, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 January 1891 — Page 5

A REVERIE. - 1 BT EDWARD G. ALLAS SON. tl am drifting away in a beautiful bark. Far out on a boundless sea. And the sweep of the waves o’er the sounding deep Has a mystical charm for me. But the heart that is sheltered with purple and gold Is cold in its splendor and pride. And the waves in their revelry mock as they pass, And bitterness sweeps with the tide. There are beautiful isles and bowers of love, And gllst’ning fountains of tears, And pitiful wrecks of sorrow and shame That pass with the fleeting years. There are treacherous depths where the waters whirl, Where hate and Borrow stay, Where the shattered wrecks on the breakers of fate Are silently drifting away. They are drifting away to rest with the years Where the sunlight has faded and gone, To wake in the morn at the judgment bar In the light of eternity’s dawn. Oh, voices of love, that falter and break, And speak of the past ever more, Your echoes lead on ’neath the day-star of hope Till they break on eternity’s shore. Anita, lowa.

Dr. Elfenstein's Mission

S Remarkable Romance.

BY EMILY THORNTON.

CHAPTER XIII. THE EVENING TASKf As an elegant clock, with old cathedral chimes, struck the hour of ten, Ethel, with a pale face, and trembling hand, lighted a candle, possessed herself of the strange-looking knife, then opening the wardrobe, and drawing back the bolt, stepped into the passage and from thence through the small door in the opposite wall. „ «' As this opened, she looked timidly around for the entrance to the ruined rooms in which she was to - find the basket of food. She found herself as soon as the small ipassage was left, in a long, straight, dark gallery or corridor, that led directly to what Sfr Reginald assured her was the Haunted Tower. At the end where she stood, however, on the lefthand side, was a door, fastened with an old-fashioned iro/. hook. This led to ruin, and with a beating heart she opened it. Close by the door she found a small covered basket that she knew must contain what she sought. Grasping it quickly she again fastened the door, as Sir Reginald had instructed her to do, and passed down the corridor. There she found the entrance to the tower, and resolving to take some bright, sunshiny day to visit this spot, she turned, as she had been directed, to count out the number of panels on the left-hand wall, and immediately discovered the faint crack that she knew must be what she sought. Inserting the point of the knife, she turned three times, when the panels parted and there lay the shelves.

► Opening then the basket, she found food in small pieces, consisting of broken biscuits, bits of chicken, potatoes, and quite a quantity of meat cut in mouthfuls. This she placed on the shelves upon the wooden plate upon which it was heaped. Then gently shoving the shelves, they slowly whirled around, and when the same side returned to her the plate stood upon it empty, ready to be placed again in the basket. “That ape must have been trained,” she thought, “to empty the plate and return it!” Then she inwardly smiled at his intelligence. She listened for a moment, but all was still. Shoving to the panels, she found that they relocked themselves, so taking up candlestick, knife and basket, she placed the latter against the outside door, fastened it securely, and reached her own room in safety. Once bolted in, the poor girl gave a 6igh of relief, and dropped into a chair to calm herself before she could proceed to return the candle and knife to their places. The task required of her had been a singularly unpleasant one. She was a brave young girl, and had endured but few feelings.of fear, but she had trembled, because the thing required so much secrecy. She disliked mysteries of all kinds, and her honest, open nature revolted from the whole work. Had she not solemnly promised her aunt to assist the baronet in any service he might require, in order thus to secure a safe home and just guardianship, she would never have consented to the task she had now formed. “However,” she reflected, “there is certainly nothing wrong in a man’s keeping secret his possession of a valuable animal as long as he could attend to his wants himself.” But when he could not, she thought his best mode, would have been to send for its owner. But where was the owner? Probably so far off that the creature would die unless cared for, therefore there really seemed no other way. All this did not distress her so much as the words Sir Reginald had said about the Haunted Tower. This duty was easy and simple, and, as far as she could see, silly, but not wicked; but pretending a place haunted, and using strange lights and machinery to keep up the evil appearance therein, she felt was deceitful and wrong, and she shuddered as she thought of his words, that'"after awhile he should require this assistance at her hands. , ‘ . She did not fancy, as has been said, any part of her evening tasks, but that was almost more than she could undertake. But how could she avoid it now, when her word had been pledged? how refuse at the time, when urged by a nervous, suffering, and unstrung human being just terribly wounded, whose life almost depended on being kept perfectly quiet? In view of his fearful situation, she felt that she could do no less than undertake to relieve him of his intense anxieties on the subject, and could see no way of shirking the obligations laid upon her. One thing, however, she decided to do,

she should take some morning hour to explore the rains, and that Haunted Tower, so that she might become accustomed to all the dangers and peculiarities of the place before other offices were required at her hands. With this resolution still in her mind, she restored the candle and knife to the secret drawer, and then sought the luxurious bed that awaited awaited her, and tljpre fell at once into a pleasant sleep, from which she never aroused until the bright rays of another morning sun stole into her room. Springing up, she dressed as soon as possible, and opening her door found, by questioning a maid, that the family did not rise until late, as their? breakfast hour was from ten to eleven. All being quiet in the room of the invalid, she returned to her own apartment, and fastening the door securely, resolved at once to start upon her exploring expedition, as she felt that she would be for at least an hour and a half unobserved and mistress of her own time and motions. 9 It was now half after eight. With a little of the trembling nervousness of the night before the brave girl opened the intervening doors and stepped into ffifcHKirridor. v All wastblded in the same solemn stillness that made the place oppressive on the previous night. She resolved to explore the ruined parts before she sought the tower, therefore unhooked the door and stepped out. As she did so she noticed that the covered basket was still there. The door opened directly Into a small rickety hall that led into several large rooms, all dusty, moldy, and more or less dilapidated. Broken windows, torn wall papers, bare rafters, seen through immense places where ceilings had fallen, were every where visible. Some rooms were filled with broken furniture, pieces of old china, and fragments of time-worn, cast-off clothing. All, even the floors, were in an advanced state of decay. Ethel looked at these dilapidated objects and found herself wondering why Sir Reginald had not had the whole pulled down and removed? Its destruction certainly would heighten the value of property, while Its presence only spoke of neglect and untidiness. One thing she observed in her ramble there was an easy mode of egress and ingress to this part into the hall, and marks of recent footsteps on the floor told that this formed the entrance place to the person who prepared and bought the food she was nightly to place on the iron shelves. Another thing struck her; in premises there was not the slightestmppearance of the concealed room, in which she knew the treasure was secreted. Only a bare, blank wall appeared upon the side where she knew it must be. Retracing her steps after all had been examined, she unfastened the door, and then sought the Haunted Tower. The door leading to this was closed, but not bolted, so she opened it, and crossing quite a large square place, she began ascending a long flight of stairs. The steps were steep, and not at all easy, and she became very tired before she reached the top, but pressing on, she did reach it, but not before she paused to rest upon a broad, flat landing; paused, too, with horror, at an unexpected sight that there presented itself. It was the. stuffed image of a man, fixed upon wires, that worked upon the same principle as the jumping-jacks often bought to amuse children. This, however, was nearly 'as large as life; its head was hollow, with red glass in place where the eyes would be, so that a lighted glass lamp, placed within, would give a flaming appearance to those eyes. From each side horns projected, and she could easily imagine what the whole terrific effect must be to an outside beholder. This figure, she saw, could be elevated and put in motion by winding up a crank to which it was attached. Arrangements for different colored lights were also on every hand. After carefully examining all the machinery until she perfectly understood its workings and the whole wicked plan to give supernatural appearance to the tower, Etnel passed upward until she could gaze without hindrance upon the tall windows of this lofty place. Then exclamations of delight escaped her, for there she could catch an unobstructed view of the grand panorama that stretched miles and miles away on every side. But she did not linger, fearing she would be seen by some of the villagers, and her presence reported to Sir Reginald. This visit she knew would be displeasing to him, if he wished it to be a place that should fill every heart with fear, in order to keep visitors from it by day as well as by night. After, then, one more glance around on the glorious scene that lay before her, she descended, glad that she had been there, had seen the true inwardness of the place; for now it certainly could never have a feeling of terror with which to inspire her heart. Let any person ever speak to her of the fearful sights seen in that lonely Haunted Tower, could turn away unawed, knowing the whole thing to be a deception, a heartless imposition, a wicked fraud.

CHAPTER XIV. DAILY PROGRESS. Day after day passed, during which Ethel became quite accustomed to her routine of work,and quietly persevered in her duties. Nothing difficult to accomplish was required at her hands; nothing beyond spending a couple of hours each morning in her own room, writing letters, of which an abstract was taken from Sir Reginald’s own Ups; then an hour or two, just as he felt inclined, reading the daily papers for his amusement. Very often would he find a chance to whisper the question: “Do you perform your evening tasks regularly and well? Does all go on as safely as I could wish?” Then when the answer came, “All goes well,” he would seem so satisfied and relieved that she felt almost happy in giving the information. About a month after her arrival at Glendenning Hall, she had been reading one afternoon a work in which he was particularly interested, when she was interrupted by the entrance of Dr. Elfenstein.;, As the baronet motioned to her to remain where she was during the interview, the regular nurse being absent, and as the Doctor might need some things from her hand, she became interested in I the conversation which ensued. Now, Dr. Elfenstein was rather a j small talker, and this natural reserve tended to make his professional interviews at the Jlall brief, and usually confined closely to his medical work.

But this morning he seemed to linger and converse qutte freely upon many of the topics of the day. Finally he commenced giving an account of the severe storm that had swept over the country the night before the baronet's accident and ended )}y relating his own adventures and what he had seen in the tower. “Sir Reginald, I thought I would tell you this and ask if you can explain the meaning of the spectacle then manifested?” “I cannot,” was the reply Ethel watched for with anxiety. “I am told by people far and near of strange appearances in that tower, but I have never seen anything of the kind there myself, therefore put no faith in the story. ” “But you may believe me, sir, when I assure you such- things are really to be seen there. Now, in order to satisfy my mind and perhaps enable me to explain the mystery to the frightened inhabitants, I crave your kind permission to visit the premises. Have I that permission?” “It is impossible for me to grant it. When these things were first whispered about twenty-five years ago, we, as a family, were exceedingly annoyed by constant visitors to the sjiot, and the thing became so much of a nuisance that it was closed forever from all Inspection. No, you must not ask this, Doctor, as I cannot consent to the place being entered after being so long sealed. As it is, take my word for it and be satisfied. It is merely a vagary of the brain, an optical delusion, something better to be forgotten. Dr. Elfenstein said no more, but inwardly resolved to pay a »surreptitious visit there, if not a permitted one, as this mystery he determined should be unraveled. As he rose to leave, he happened to glance toward the young girl opposite to him, and saw her head bent low over the book she held, while a sad and pained expression had floated over her speaking face. Bidding them good-morning, he rode away, wondering “why Miss Nevergail should have seemed so deeply moved?” After the reading had concluded, the baronet said he would excuse her further attendance upon him, therefore she started out for a ramble over the grounds. She had not gone far before she regretted having done so. as she was joined a short distance from the house by Robert Glendenning, a man she instinctively disliked. This afternoon he seemed particularly disagreeable, as he fell into -his usual patronizing way, only embellishing it by gros%,and fulsome flattery. The truth was this young man was a great admirer of a pretty face, and from the first look Into Ethel’s speaking eyes, and upon her rare beauty, he had acknowledged that he had never seen a person that so exactly met the standard of the beautiful he had raised in his soul. But her proud bearing in his presence, her shrinking from his approach, gave such evidence of her dislike that he felt irritated, and consequently determined to annoy her in every way possible during her stay at the Hall, through a spirit of teasing. This flattery, he saw at once, was utterly distasteful, therefore persevered In its use. “O my dear Miss Nevergail, the fates certainly have befriended me, this time! To think that I should have met thus your beautiful self, just as you start on a ramble, is too fortunate for belief! Which direction shall be go, for I at once constitute myself your devoted attendant?” “Mr. Glendenning, you will excuse me, if I decline your services. I came out for a quiet walk by myself, and therefore shall not certainly trespass upon your time.” “Pardon me, my angel, my time is of no consequence at all. I must insist upon accompanying you, as I could never allow so lovely a lady to stroll around without a protector. ” “Sir,” said Ethel, now really losing patience, “there is no danger certainly to be met with in your uncle’s grounds. But since you aver otherwise, I shall instantly return. ” So saying, the young girl wheeled about, and began rapidly to retrace her steps. “You will do no such thing,” was the insolent reply, as Robert sprang to her side, seized her hand, and drawing it firmly under his arm, held it tight, and thus drew her back to the walk. “When I propose walking with a charming girl, I usually do it.” “Whether your presence prove agreeable or no?” “Whether my presence prove agreeable or no.” “Sir, release my hand. I have no desire to go further. I shall merely add that your presence Is disagreeable, and your words of flattery almost insulting.” .“Notwithstanding that, my dearest girl ” “I am neither your ‘dearest girl’ nor your ‘angel,’ and you have no right to address me in that style. I am your uncle’s secretary and amanuensis, and am here merely to carry out his wishes, and work, not to be attended by you in any way whatever,” returned the indignant Ethel, once more disengaging her hand, and retreating toward the house. “Miss Nevergail, go, since you . are so determined, but remember, although you decline my frlenship, nothing you may do will provoke my enmity, and before many days you will spend hours in my company voluntarily.” Ethel made no answer, and the next moment re-entered the hall, leaving the chagrined youth to his bitter reflections. [to be continued, i

An Amateur Detective Agency.

Sweet Girl—“Pa, the house next door was robbed last night.” Pa—“ Mercy! Next door?” Sweet Girl— “Yes, and the burglars have been in two or three houses on this block within a week.*Pa—“l know IK I know it. It’s terrible ! But what can we do ?” Sweet Girl—“l was thinking it might be a good plan for Mr. Nicefellow and me to sit up a few nights and watch for them.” —New York Weekly.

Old and New Schools.

Small Boy—“l’m too sick to go to school to-day.” Mamma—“Then lie down and I’ll send for a doctor.” “Dr. Pellet?” “No. He’s a homeopath. I shall send for Dr. Castor, the allopath.” “Never mind, mamma; I feel better. Where’s my books?” —Good News.

We Don't Know.

Somebody wants to know why circles please the eye. We don’t know, any more than we do why rings control in politics.— Barn’s Horn.

FOR THE FARMER.

A FEW FACTS OF ESPECIAL INTEREST TO THEM. A Winter Swill Barrel—A Strong and Cheap Pair of Bobs—A Remedy for Pear Blight Overfeeding Fowls—A Home Creamery—Some Useful Recipes. THE FARM. A Winter Swill Barrel. The accompanying illustration, engraved after a sketch sent us by A. H. Sheldon, lowa, shows an easy and effective way to prevent the freezing of swill during cold weather. Dig a pit two feet deep and four feet square, in which place eighteen inches of fresh, hot horse manure. On this place the barrel and pack the heating material around the sides until the top is nearly reached. Then place a frame or box without a

FROST-PROOF SWILL BARREL.

bottom over the barrel, with a cover which can be lifted up when the swill Is removed. Pack this box full with care, and but little frost can get in. A pail full of hot water poured in the barrel, when half filled, will make the pigs a warm drink at noon, which will be appreciated. The heat will last about six weeks, when the manure should bo renewed. If the barrel is placed under a shed, or where It will be protected from wind and snow, the cold will have still less effect on it. There is no advantage in feeding frozen swill; pure water is much better, and the hogs nqed all they want to drink. —American Agriculturist. A Strong and Cheap Fair of Bobu, The home-made sled illustrated herewith. after sketches sent to the American Agriculturist by Fred C. MeConkey, Niagara County, N. Y., has runners four feet long, natural crooks, hewn out six inches broad and four inches deep and placed the same distance apart as those of an ordinary sleigh. The benches are six-by-eight-inch timber hewn out in the middle to four-by-six inches. The raves are two-by-six-inch plank four feet long. The whole is fastened together by two two-inch pins on each end passing through the rave, bench, and runner, and firmly wedged at both ends. A notch is cut in the top of the bench at the end two inches deep and six inches back to receive the raves, leaving the top perfectly smooth to receive the bolsters which are fastened on by an inch-and-a-quarter bolt passing through the bolster and bench, and keyed. The draw pieces are three-by-four-inch timber, fitted to the inside of the crook, and fastened with an inch-and-quarter pin passing through the rave, runner, and draw-piece, and wedged as before. The tongue isi a round pole, with a head-block of three-by-four-inch timber with slots cut in the ends to receive the brace irons which pass through about six inches with a hook that fastens in an eye in the draw-

HOME-MADE BOB-SLED.

piece and can be taken off. They are coupled together with chains about six feet long, with a hook on one end fastened to a ring in the bench of the front bob, and can be taken up or let out at pleasure. Any farmer handy with tools can easily make such a pair of bobs, the use of which will soon pay him for his work.

THE DAIRY.

A Home Creamery. An exchange says, on the subject of having good creamery butter at home: “Persons who have but a few cows and are not on a cream route of some creamery, or the milk route of some cheese factory, may make good creamery butter at home with little expense for utensils. “If dairy supplies are sold near you, get a few ‘setters’ —tall pails, or have any tinner make you some. They hold about four gallons each. Have a box or tank that will hold water, in which to set the pails when filled with milk. Fill the tank with cold water and -cool the milk thoroughly; draw off the water and refill; if the tank is in the shade, this will keep the milk, in ordinary weather, in good condition for twenty-four hours. It should then be skimmed. The cream should be thoroughly stirred whenever additions are made to churning, and the whole kept in a cool place till ready to churn, which can be done as you are accustomed to do. You will be surprised at the improved quality of your butter over the old method of settling in shallow pans, uncovered and in the open air. It will save a vast amount of dish-washing, too. If the milk, when skimmed be too cold for young calves, it can be warmed by placing the tin pail in a kettle of hot water, or if not wanted for immediate use, will become warm enough if left a short time in the sun, though we do not think it is relished as well by young calves when warmed in thd sun. Dairy Mote*. For cracked teats use old boiled linseed oil. Jx selecting dairy cows, beware of small eaters, weakly built frames and fleshy animals. An even milking habit for 300 days will prove a cow to be more profitable Than a big record for a few days. In a state of nature cows give milk but a limited time; this time has been extended by man’s art. But by forcing nature we have produced an animal which is more liable to disease and accident. Prof. W. A. Henry recently made an experiment with three cows fed on a ration costing seventeen cents per day which resulted as follows: A grade Short-horn made thirty-four cents worth of butter per day; a half-blood Jersey,

forty-five cents, and a Jersey of pure blood fifty-six cents. They were all in about the same stage of milking. Dairy farming, like every other branch of agriculture, has advantages peculiar to itself, which makes it in many places and under many circumstances, the most desirable and remunerative employment for the farmer. , A city young man, who, while summering a week in the country, fell in love with a pretty dairymaid, proposed and was rejected, told his friends when he returned home that ho got only ono “milk shake’’ while he was away. Thk live weight of a cow decides her ration of support. It should bo equal to two and one-half per cent, in dry food matter, or not lees than thirty pounds per day of good hay or its equivalent in grain, straw, ensilage or roots for a 1,000 pound cow. > » It is claimed now by good authority that the age of cream has much to do with the time needed in churning, so that if cream that has just been taken of! is put in the churn with a lot which has set a few days to ripen, the new cream will remain in the buttermilk after the old cream is sufficiently churned. This has been shown by churning the buttermilk from mixed cream. A writer in the Dairy World says that mice know butter from oleomargarine. Dishes soiled with pure butter and oleomargarine were left during a night where they were inspected by mice. They “licked tho platter clean” where pure butter had been, but the plates greased with oleomargarine were untouched. Further experiments were made, and in every case the mice feasted on butter but left the oleo for rats and men.

THE POULTRY-YARD.

Overfeeding Fowls. Many ills in the poultry-yard como from causes least suspected* and it often happens that birds in what are considered well managed yards do not thrive. They first get lame, then get droopy, then lose color in the comb, and in two or three weeks get very weak. They generally die. t If opened their liver will bo found to’ bo affected, and soinotimes it is enlarged. This is the result of overfeeding. This was the first cause which debilitated them and made them susceptible to other diseases. They take cold, indigestion follows, and then a diseased liver kills them. Fowls should be made to hunt for their feed during the greater part of tho day. This gives them exercise and keeps them in health. Of course they should not be starved, but too much food, with no work to obtain it, is sure to cause leg weakness and liver complaint, and make the systems weak and susceptible to more malignant diseases. A variety of feed in moderate quantities and good exercise in hunting for it during the day time, will prevent such maladies. During winter a feed of shelled corn may be given just before going to roost. This may be given to them in such a way that they can readily pick it up if they havo been made to scratch through the day.— Farm, Field and Stockman.

Poultry Note*. If your runs and house are too small don’t try to keep a large flock and wonder why you are not successful. Don't be afraid to give skim milk to the hens; It may make them lay, but that is a desirable effect when eggs are worth present price. Continental countries last year supplied England with 1,000,000,000 eggs. Last year 14,000,000 dozen eggs were sent from Canada to the United States. At the present price of grain will it pay you to carry a raft of cockerels till spring and then sell them as “old roosters?” Don’t go to sleep and lose your head; act with Judgment. In our own flock of poultry the remedy we find a sure cure for all diseases and ailments is to bleed, with one blow of the hatchet, directly back of the ears. It is very inxpensive an effectual. If you have a lot of fat old hens, what are you going to do with them? Feed them all winter, and get no eggs, and have no more meat then than now. Why not sell or eat them before Christmas? On many small farms a combination of small fruits, bees and poultry can be made very profitable. Like every other kind of work, however, care and attention must be given if the good results are realized. It is unnecessary to teach an incu-bator-hatched chick to eat, they will soon learn. They never require food for the first twenty-four hours. Afterwards they will generally obey the instincts of nature and peck around for a morsel. The manager of a poultry farm which has been in existence five years, without an epidemic of any kind of disease, says an inflexible rule of the establisment is to kill every chicken that shows a decided lack of vitality. It is poor economy of time, patience, and feed to attempt to coddle weak or sickly chickens. The healthiest and strongest alone are kept.

THE ORCHARD.

Too Large Orchard*. Many of the largest orchards the present season produce absolutely nothing.* It Is becoming plain to even the most enthusiastic fruit growers that this is a business that requires more close attention than any other branch of farming, and unless well cared for the results are disappointing. Orchards should never be more than one acre in ten on a farm, else they will be likely to suffer from lack of manure when they reach the bearing age. Young trees often grow well without fertilizing, but the materials for fruit cannot be produced from air and unfertilized soil fjr many years in succession. The protection cf fruit from insects and from blight also demands close attention or’all other labor caring for and cultivating the orchard may be 'lost. A Remedy for Pear Blight, A New Brunswick, N. J., correspondent of Garden and Forest writes: The orchard of Mr. J. M. White, of Middlesex, N. J., contains some 1,200 trees, and in the season the spraying was begun with a Nixon cart-pump, throwing two strong streams. With this cart and threfi men, with a boy to lead the horse, the entire orchard was sprayed thoroughly in four hours. The first spraying was with a mixture of London Purple for insects, and carbonate of copper with ammonia for the blight fungus. One Clairgeau tree was left unsprayed, and from this the leaves fell very early and the few pears soon followed. They were small, blotched, and cracked so mnch as to be worthless. The surrounding trees of the same variety retained their foliage well, Jnd, as this was an off year, prices were high

and profits great. Mr. White saved several hundred dollars on his Clairgeau pears alone. The Duchess and other vat rietJes were also benefited, as may be inferred from the fact that their owner secured an unbroken list of first premiums at the State fair. The case is simply cited to show that the time has come when spraying machines of some kind must be adopted as regular implements of the farm. It should be under- 1 stood that they can be used for the potato field, as well as the orchard and vineyard.

THE HOUSEHOLD.

A New Remedy for Iturut. An ingenious drug clerk has discovered something now in the way of a speedy remedy for burns. He allows the contents of a siphon of seltzer water to flow slowly over the affected parts. In a moment or two tho. pain vanishes. He continues tho treatment a few minutes, then applies a healing lotion and bandages the parts, and in case of slight burns no further inconvenience is felt. He attributes the quick relief afforded by the seltzer water to the action of its carbonic acid gas. How to Whiten the Hand*. An old writer, talking abofitf Marie Stuart, tells how beautiful and white were her hands, and adds that when she was in trouble they looked very pathetic and helpless against her black gown. Now, one’s hands need not be helpless. They can be white, though, and there is a very good way to make them so. Wash them every night in very hot water,using a good soap and giving them a thorough bath; then, having driod them gently on a soft towel, rub olive oil lightly over them and put on a pair of gloVcs. Continue this for two weeks, after which the hot bath alone ouarht to keep them white. By the by, have a jar of almond meal on your washstand and use a little each day on your hands to soften them. Put about a teaspoon of the meal in the palm of one hand, moisten it and rub it over tho other hand exactly as if it were soap. When the meal is washed off, the hands feel, and are deliciously soft.— Detroit Free Press. A Warm Bath for the Baby. When babies are restless, feverish and sleepless give them not soothing sVrire oe opiates, but a warm bath. For babie* the warm bath is a blessed institution, declares a writer in Babyhood; better than all medicines, it will impart relief and restoration to the feverish and restless little folks. In addition to its charming effect upon the general condition it is well to acid there is scarcely a local trouble of a temporary nature, as, for example, pain in the stomach or bowels, which will not give way upon immersing the body in the warm bath. The degree of temperature may be determined by the urgency of the symptoms. The greater the suffering the warmer should be tho water, especially if the patient be of strong constitution. When the little sufferer becomes quiet or the skin moist, it should be taken out, rubbed with soft, warm towels, and wrapped in a fresh, warm blanket. No other simple means In the treatment of sick children can be compared with It. In teething, tho brain irritation and bowel affections are more relieved by a Judicious use of the warm bath than by all other moans.

Hint* to Houaokeepor*. The daintiest covers for the toilettable are made of linen and hemstitched on the borders, and wrought in drawn work and darned stitch. Lamp chimneys are easily cleaned by holding them over the steam from a teakettle, and rubbing them with a soft cloth and polishing with paper. If the fat In the frying-kettle is hot before you are reafly for it, put in a drycrust of bread. It will not burn as long as it lias something to do, only when It is left idle. It is notgonerally known that linoleum can be waxed, like a hardwood floor, and polished with a regular polishing brush. It is generally treated in this way in English houses. By spraying the region of theextornal ear with ether, Drs. Henoque and Fridel, of Paris, render the dental nerves insensible, and extract teeth without pain or general anaesthesia. Flowers are always bright and cheering, but they should not always be left In a room at night, and care should be taken to change tho water frequently, and not leave them there at all when faded. A good gargle for sore throat is the following: Vinegar, one wineglassful; honey, two tablespoonfuls; water, half a tumblerful. Pour the water onto the honey, and stir it up; add the vinegar and use cold. A rule well to bo remembered in baking is that all things to be browned on the bottom must be set directly on the bottom of the oven, butthose things that are to be browned only on top or merely heated may be set on the grate.

THE KITCHEN.

Corn Padding. Cut from the cob three pints of tender, young corn, add three fresh eggs, beaten very light, two heaping tablespoonfuls of butter, salt and pepper to taste; and one teacupful of sweet cream. Bake one hour. (Smothered Bee. Have chopped tine one pound of lean beef, put a tablespoonful of butter in your chafing dish, when hot put in the beef, and stir constantly for about twominutes, dust with salt and pepper, and serve at once. This, if prepared nicely, and served very hot, is both delicious and wholesome. Custard Pie Without Milk. Wet a heaping tablespoonful of corn starch with cold water, add boiling water till it is as thick as thin cream, beat two eggs, add three tablespoonfuls of sugar, put in the cooked starch, beat well,, flavor to taste, and bake as usual. Devilled ChlcKen. Cut the remains of cold cooked chickem into neat pieces, dust each piece lightly with cayenne and salt Put a tablespoonful of butter in a chafing dish, when hotadd two tablespoonfuls of stock or milk, put in the pieces of chicken, and when-, thoroughly heated serve. Canned Pears. Pare, cut in halves and remove the core. Throw in very cold water; when sufficient to put up at one time is prepared, drain and weigh, put in a preserve kettle, cover with boiling water and simmer about twenty minutes. Make syrup of a quarter of a pound of sugar and a pint of water for every pound of pears, let boil and skim. Cift the pears carefully from the kettle and drop one piece at a time in the boiling syrup, letthern put in the cans and seal.