Pike County Democrat, Volume 26, Number 9, Petersburg, Pike County, 12 July 1895 — Page 3

X. XoO. BTOOP1J, Editor aad Proprietor. PETERSBURG. • • • INDIANA.

STORIES OF MONTE CARLO. Gathered by a Man Who Spent Twenty Seasons There. Bint who should this be sipping some iced vermooth at the marble table but an old friend whom I will call Mr. Spectator. He lives at Monte Carlo; he has passed a score of seasons there; he has plenty of money; he goes to the Casino every day and every evening, and he never pays a cent. It is his occupation in life to be an observer of things and to mark the ways of man and womankind.; In the summer he will mark them at Aix-les-Bains, at Lausanne, or at Trouville. He knows everything about what is goingon just now at "Monty;’* what Russian princess pawned her diamonds last week, and what Cuban sugar planter did not die of apoplexy at the Hotel {armhole, but poisoned himself with prussic acid. "He Was a fool, sir,” quoth Mr. Spectator. “Why didn’t he go to the administration? They knew well enough that he had lost 200,000 francs in the course of ten days. They would have paid his traveling and hotel expenses back to Paris, or back to Brazil for the matter of that. He was a fool, sir!" , j Mr. Spectator went on to explain that when a cleaned-out player made a candid admission of his impecuniosity the administration gave him a sum of money sufficient to defray his journey by railway to the place whence he came and :his incidental expens«i en route. He mentioned one case in which a whole family of five persons were allowed fifteen louis apiece to take them from Monte Carlo to London, the sole condition attached to the largesse being that the recipient should not reenter the Casino unless he or she recouped the administration for their outlay. In the case which he cited, one of the party, a lady, who had not gone further than Nice, received some weeks afterward a handsome remittance from England. She went back blithely to "Monty,” repaid the fifteen louis, re-entered the Casino, and backing the douze dernier, not forgetting zero, won fifteen hundred dollars. “Ypu are not to believe,” added Mr. Spectator, "a tithe of the sensational 6tories printed about ruined gamesters hanging themselves to trees in the gardens, or blowing out their brains in the reading rooms.” The majority of these canards are set on foot by obscure French newspapers, which have not, been subventioned or bribed by the administration to puff Monte Carla One of the pleasantest characteristics of my friend Mr. Spectator is that every time you meet him hehas a fresh story to tell you about an infallible system for winning at roulette, and this time he regaled me with a succinct narrative of what I may call the "Wellington boot system.” Capt. Backum has played for many years a large number of systems, and bv the time he was forty-five had played away a handsome fortune, A happy thought occurred to him. He always „ -wore Wellington boots.* His capital was five louis. This he changed into five-franc pieces, and he never staked more than one piece at a time, and if he won he withdrew his stake after the third coup. His winnings he carefully placed in a side ,.pocket, and whenever he had won four pieces he changed them into a louis and slipped the coin into one of his boots. He played for seven consecutive hours before his stock capital was exhausted. Then he returned to Nice, somewhat heavv of footstep, and drawing off his boots, found that he had won one hundred -louis. "This was two years ago,” continued Mr. Spectator, "and only last week I found Backum at a third-class hotel at Nice. He was in a dressing-gown and slip7>ers, and looking by no means cheerful. “How about the Wellington boot system?” I asked. "Utter collapse,” he replied. '"Confounded run of bad luck.” “And the boots?” I went on. “The boots?” he replied. “I pawned them yesterday afternoon.” So this is "Monty” in full swing! “Monty” with its tip and downs, its .ceaseless whirl of gayety and dissipation. There is no rest in Monte Carlo. .When you are tired of play there are dramatic" performances; there are concerts;.there is pigeon shooting; and in the spring and summer there i& plenty -of yachting. The Grand Trunk line of Monte Carlo leads to the Temple of Mammon. Itisqrowded night and day by people lusting for money which they have not earned; and it is the 4K>ad to ruin.—London Telegraph.

The Worm Turned. “Now, what do you want?” asked the •sharp-nosed woman. “I called to see if I couldn’t sell you some bakin’ powder,” said the seedy gentleman with the straggling whiskers. “Well, you can’t sell no bakin’ pow’der here, and I ain’t got no time to -waste on peddlers, anyway.” “Come to think of it, ma’am,” said -the seedy gentleman^ as he Hastened his valise, “I wouldn’t keer to sell you no powder. This here little dinky hitchen of yours is so low in the ceilin’ that the bread wouldn’t have no *chance to rise.’"—Indianapolis Journal. j Be Meant Business. Aramantha (to her lover, who has just proposed)—Before I give you an answer I have a secret to impart. Lover—What is it, dearest. Aramantha (blushing and stammering)—My—my teeth are false. Lover (heroically)—No matter. I’ll marry you in spite of your teeth.— "Texas Siftings. Controversy By Shovel. Wife—Don’t I hear some one beating carpet? * Husband—No. I hired an Irishman -and an Italian 1o put away the coal, and thev are arguing.

# THE OLD QINHOUSE. Swaying plnea hare frown around It. Trumpet Tinea with garlands bound it. Yellow Jasmines olimbed and crowned H, Laughing down their green and gold; Tendrils through each crack eseaping Hid the worn root widely gaping. Every hole with beauty draping In the fInhouse gray and old. In the morn the squirrels peeping. O'er the rafters lightly leaping. With a bark awake the sleeping Owl, who blinks up, drowsy-polled: And at night, with sudden stirring From the eaves, the wan light blurring Flit the bats with dusky whirring Bound tho gtnhouse gray and o»d. Oh, the day well-nigh forgotten, • . When along the floor now rotten Waves and vaves of snowy cotton Oft In billowy beauty rolled. While the toilers wrought a-stngtng Mellow lays that yet are ringing. O'er the tide of time still winging From the gilnhouse gray and old. Ob, those songs with sweetness teeming, Chasing care and pain redeeming.' Often still they soothe my dreaming, By sad memory softly trolled; And at eve their echoes dying Haunt me. 'neath the pine trees lying. Listening to the wind low sighing Bound the ginhouae gray and old Lorn Is now the old plantation. Fairest spot In all creation; [ Teardrops choke the sad relation. * \ And its sorrow can't be told. \ Poets Hit of ruins hoary Over sea in sorg and story; All must yield in beauty's glory To the jas mined glnhousc old. i j —Samuel M. Peek, In N. Y. Independent A FRIENDLY VISITOR, BY MARTHA L LATHE.

A T was a bright, uW cold morning in vt/ January. Mrs. JlA Dewey and her jSU daughter MariW on had just Hi risen from the Hl breakfast table. Wt While Mrs.

iUewej* turned to the kitchen to pay her daily visit there, Marion retired to the library and comfortably seated herself before the open grate fire to read the morning paper. ‘•Anything forme. Hulda?”she called to the neat little Swede, whom she heard closing the door on the back of the departing postman. “Yes, Miss Marion, a postal,” said Hulda, as she appeared at the library door. Marion extended her hand with some eagerness, as she had been expecting word for several days that her new coat was, at last, ready for its final fitting; but her countenance clouded a little as at first glance her eyes caught the postal's printed heading: “Office of the Associated Charities.” However. Marion read the card with care; the secretary of the charities had received a letter from Mrs. Potter, saying that she had been ill, and that the doctor advise d great care against chills. Would the charities kindly send her some coal, and she would try not to ask them again. As Mrs. Potter was Marion’s “family,” they would await her report. Mrs. Potter and Marion were quite old friends. It was now over three years since Marion first called on Mrs. Potter, who had but recently lost her husband, after an illness which had used up all his little savings * Walter, twenty years old, and Susy, eighteen years, were left as her only means of support; Harry, only eleven, must go to school for at least three years more. Those were dark days during that first winter, when, besides the loss of a kind husband and father, the little family had to struggle on with only the small wages of the unskilled boy and untaught girl on which to live. It was netiessary at that time that help should be given them; and in the kindest way possible Mrs. Wood, secretary of the charities, had given “their case” to Marion, and, as an aid to her in entering their home, had told her that Mrs. Potter could knit. Marion made her first visit quite a matter of business. She had heard, she said, that Mrs. Potter could knit', she would like a pair of bed slippers if she would make them for her. Mrs. Potter made the slippers, and from that time on she and Marion had been the best of friends. * Marion's dresses had kept Susy neatly dean and comfortably clothed, so

“THIS IS A COLD MORNIXG, MRS. POTTER.” that her enxnings had gone in with her brother’s to keep the wolf from the door. But three years had now passed since that first visit. Walter was now a young man of twenty-three, earning a man’s wages. Susy had learned much more at her trade in the slipper factory, and Harry had started in for himself at two dollars and fifty cents a week. Marion’s visits had continued and grown to t>e very friendly, pleasant chats with the mother, happy and cheerful once more in her children’s comfort. After reading the postal, Marion sat gazing into the fire. 1 \ “Why is Mrs. Potter asking for coal?” she said to herself. “It is not more than ten days since I was there and everything was as usual. I remember now she did. say that she had been ill for three or four days the week before. I

Is it possible that Mrs. Potter is hard* ening into the willing recipient of public charity? I’m glad how 1 didn't see Harry last night when he brought that apron his mother has just made me; I’ll go over and pay her for it and see how things are.” Whereupon Marion arose, dressed for the street and started forth. The air was clear and bracing, and when Marion stood before Mrs. Potter, as she opened her door, her bright, sparkling eyes joined with her voice in a cheery ‘Good-morning.” “This is a pretty cold feorning, Mrs. Potter." said Marion. “Yes, indeed, Miss Dewey,” replied Mrs. Potter. “I tell you I thought so when I was a-washing down these stairs just now.** “I thought I’d come over and pay you for that apron,” continued Marion. “Perhaps you’re in need of the money.** “Oh lartr. Miss Dewey! The idea, after all” you're a-doing for us, of you’re a-paying me for that! Keep your money.” “Oh, Mrs. Potter,” said Marion. “Pm jjkrd^do what I can for you, and I don’t w&nt you to sew for me for nothing. There’s fifty cents, if yon think that Is right.” , “Right? You’d never owe me nothrug if I made you a hundred aprons, Miss Dewey.” jTftell you what I’d do if I were you, M rac Potter,” replied Marion^ “If I didn’t need to spend the money now, I’d put it by for my next month's coal bill.” Marion watched Mrs. Potter’s face as she said this, and saw a slight color mount to her cheeks. « “Dh. we need the money, sura enough. Miss Dewey, there ain’t no doubt about that; only you’re so kind to us, we can’t pay you as it is.” Marion laid the fifty cents down on the table and chatted on about Susy and the boys, about the temperance meetings which were going on just then in the town hall; about the probable winner of the prize piano offered to the most popular young lady in town by the morning paper, but not another word about coal; for Marion had always visited Mrs., Potter as a friend and not as an agent of the Associated Charities. If Marion had ever been connected with that association in the minds of the Potter family, they had long since forgotten it in their love for her and in their gratitude for her kindness to them. The clock was striking eleven, the “electric” would pass the corner in a minute; so Marion bade a hasty ‘‘Good

“HAVE you got the coal?” j by” and was off. She caught her car, which landed her fifteen minutes later at the office of the Associated Charities. ’As Marion entered the office, Mrs. Wood looked up. “Oh, Miss Dewey, I sent you a postal this morning about the Potter familv.” “Yes,” replied Marion, “I received it. and am here to report I was a little surprised,” continued Marion, “to receive your card this morning, as I had been recent!}’ to Mrs. Potter’s and found them as usual. I have just come from there now. They are all well and at work. Mrs. Potter was ill some three weeks ago, but is up again now.” “What then does her letter mean?” asked Mrs. Wood. “Just *this, Mrs. Wood,” replied [ Marion. “Mrs. Potter has been obliged j before now to receive aid, during that ; time we made it as easy for her as pos- ! sible. now she ought not to ask it; but she has, unfortunately, acquired the habit. She is, I know, a good, honest woman; but she and her children have to reckon closely, and if she can get a lift on coal two or three times during the winter, she is now not above it. ‘I have had it, why not have it again?* she says to herself. Of course on that principle we might.supply half the families in town,” said Marion. “So I should advise you not to send the coal, Mrs. Wood.”

*‘I think you are correct. Miss Dewey. We will send Mrs. Potter a postal saying* we give coal only in cases of great need.” “uf course you will not mention my name,” said Marion, “for Mrs. Potter would hardly understand why, being her friend, 1 should prevent her gettingcoal here.” “Oh, no; we won’t mention yon,” replied Mrs. Wood. When Marion had departed, Mrs. Wood turned to her assistant and said: “That is what we mean by friendly visiting.” It was half-past six that night when Susy returned from work. “Have you got the coal, mother*?” were her first words on entering. * “No,” replied Mrs. Potter; “they sent me a postal that they didn’t give coal only to the very poor, and I suppose, Susy, we ain’t the very poor any more.” “That’s so, mother, we ain’t,” answered Siyy, “now that Miss Dewey vnila on ut.” *“Oh!” exclaimed Mrs. Potter, “I didn’t tell you she’s been here this morning, and she’s just the same angel as ever. What should we ever do without her. Susy?* “Oh, well, she’ll come just the same, mother, even if we ain’t awful poor.” “Yes,” answered Mrs. Potter; “dear soul, I know she will.” And she did.—N. Y. Independent, i

THE PROTECTION DOCTRINE. It Is Based Entirely on Mtonnderstnadln|[« of Hamna Nwntlttn. The imports of wool mud woolens for the first three months of this year exceed in value those for the first three months of 1893 some fire million do llars. This fact demonstrates, in the opinion of our contemporary, the Pioneer Press, and of those more ultrm, thick-end-thin protectionist papers in whose trail it wearily and perfunctorily follows, that the tariff act, with its free wool and reduction of fifty per cent, in the tax on woolens, has decreased to that extent the work for American operatives. It is not stated that these woolens eame to us as a free gift from their foreign makers, nor were our people who bought them “hoodooed" into buying them. They came because there was a demand for them; because they weire either of a quality the domestic mills could not produce—in which case they deprived no one of work—or because they were to be had cheaper than similar home-made goods could be bought for. Either of these causes is a natural and a rightful one. If tlis kind and qualities imported are not produced here, then the policy our contemporary advocates requires that there should be no tax on them, and the tax was an unjust as well as a useless burden. If they came because they were cheaper, then the “misunderstanding" ot our neighbor and its kind is as to the simplest of Human rights. Its position involves the necessity of maintaining that consumers of woolens should be obliged to pay more for them than they are worth in order that American operatives can be employed in making them. The logic of this is a policy of entire exclusion; but the effect on the American consumers and the republican party of Mr. McKinley's stride in that direction will discourageTurther movements on that

line. * But’ the “misunderstanding” goes much further. It is a quarrel with economic tendencies that, in other results, our contemporary and the most ultra of its kind regard as of tho highest benefit and the greatest good. These tendencies everywhere are towards a diminished cost of production resulting in a widened circle of consumption or use. If it is an evil to be guarded against and prevented, to have our woolens obtainable at a less cost, then it is a greater evil to invent axfd use the machinery that has displaced the spinning wheel and the hand looms that formerly made the cloths. The man was an enemy of his race who invented the application of electricity as an illuminant and as a motive power; as, farther back, he was an enemy who discovered that the black oil that oozefi from the rocks amid the mountains of Pennsylvania could be refined into an oil that gave a better and cheaper light than did the tallow candles it took the place of. The whole doctrine of protection demands, in its support and advocacy, a negation of the beneficial consequences to humanity of these manifold inventions that have cheapened the cost of living, increased the purchasing power of wages, and brought to the humblest home comforts once unattainable, making the luxuries of the last generation the necessaries of this. The printing press of to-day, the type-setting machines, the engines driven by steam, the implements of husbandry, all these creations of inventive genius that are doing the work that millions of men and women would ne required to do, are sad “misunderstandings” of human wants and needs, “decreasing the work of American operatives,” and, from the sincere protectionist’s view, impediments to industry that should be summarily abolished.—St. Paul Globe. DODGING THE ISSUES.

{he Republican Calamity Howlers Sulking In Their Tents. The republican league convention at Cleveland dodges the two important issues of the day—tariff and silver. The report of the platform committee leaves everything to the national convention of next year. This is dodging extraordinary. The reasons are not far to seek. On the tariff question the republican party is an: attorney without a case. It can do only as the old lawyer advised his son: “When you have absolutely no defense roar and paw dirt and distract attention.” But the reverberating echoes of the blast furnace and tho din of reawakening industry and reestablished prosperity under a democratic tariff make republican roaring and calamity-shrieks sing mighty small. On the silver question the republican party is a house divided against itself. Here is a great question, to which a great party would address itself. The voters of tho country expect political parties to have the courage of their convictions, if they have any. This is a case where the sole conviction is a mistaken conviction that spoils may be had by straddling and the fight won by running away from the issues. The people have no use for fawners and cowards, men who have no opinion or dare not express one. On the two great issues of the day the republican league has lost its tongue. It stands mute. It is the silence of hopelessness, of low political cunning and demoralization.—Albany Argus. __ -In August, 1894, the Wilson tariff bill, reducing the tariff duties, became a law. Immediately factories opened. Idle men were set at work, wages increased, mills were crowded to the utmost capacity to supply orders. In the schedules including iron and woolen goods tho reductions were greatest. In iron the average reduction was thirty-seven per cent, and in woolens fifty per cent. Yet in iron and woolen factories is the greatest increase in activity noted and in these two branches are the advances in wages most general. The lesson is very plain. It does not require a Solomon or a Newton to discover it. It is simply this; High tariff leads to low wages; low tariff is accompanied by high wages. The proof is overwhelm-: Log.—Utica«Observer. I

. CANNOT THINK. of Their Having decided that it is debarred from telling what it thinks about any living issue, the republican league stands as an organisation whose only occupation is to elect its own officers. At Cleveland the league discovered that by the terms of its constitution it has no right to think. The members seemed pleased with the discovery of their situation as political infants, without the privileges and responsibilities of freemen. i -n' ■ \ The republican party can always be reckoned upon to show the legitimacy of its descent from the federalist body which distrusted the American people and wanted to secede that it might renew allegiance to the British monarchy and aristocracy. The federalist of 1800 was either a boss or a slave. The born federalist is always willing to surrender his own independence of opinion and defer to the mogul he acknowledges as his master, Admission that he is unfit to think or act except under orders comes to him easily. It would mot strain his Americanism much to give up the ballot altogether and let a privileged few do the voting and governing unchecked and hereditarily. We democrats are prone to wrath and strife in the great political struggles which affect the welfare of the people, but it is the strife out of which flow accessions to the happiness of the masses. The docility of the republicans under the management of their bosses is symbolical of the order of things under which all accessions accrue to the powerful few and all the losses fall to the share of the toiling many. Democrats fall from power or miss getting it through their honest divisions over what is right Federalists fall or fail through their inevitable abuses when in power or the certainty with which they assume the wrong side of any question which concerns the free and equal participation of all citizens in the benefits of government Democrats are having some trouble among themselves this year, and may have more before they have less. But they are engaged in hunting for the truth, and when they unite upon it as they will, the republican Shermanism will be swept out into the garbage heap as the federalist alien and sedition laws were in the Jeffersonian outburst at the opening qf the century. — St Louis Republic.

A BROKEN IDOt*. The Apostle of Protection Deserted by His Followers. Where is McKinley'? He has not been much in evidence recently, and other booms have been booming while his has been drooping and apparently dying- out. But the people want McKinler now. They want him for a terrible example. They are anxious to hear from him. They desire to know what he has to say about the Illinois Steel company, the second in extent of business in the United States, which is running day and night to meet demands and posts at all its works the gratifying notice that the wages . of its seven thousand workmen are voluntarily raised ten per cent, from date. Will McKinley give the world his explanation of this good news? Will other calamity howlers let the people know just what they think about this action of the Illinois Steel company? Doubtless some of them will attribute the raising ol the wages to a democratic trick to hoodwink the country with the belief that our troubles are over and prosperity is returning. Probably some will charge it to the dark and desperate intrigues of the Cleveland administration. Maybe it is due to English gold. Unfortunately, however, the company is under control of stalwart republicans who have heretofore been fire-eaters of the fiercest kind on the subject of high tariff, and to whom McKinley was a little god. Now he is a broken idol in their eyes. —N. Y. World.

OPINIONS OF THE PRESS. -“Fire Alarm” Foraker appears to be all that there is left of the republican party in Ohio.—Chicago Chronicle. -The meeting of the republican clubs at Cleveland was advertised as “the first gun for ’96.” Impartial history . must record that the first gun flashed in the pan.—N. Y. World. -The man who is willing to sacrifice his democracy in order to help some particular candidate is not a democrat to hurt. Candidates are nothing when great issues ore at stake. —Louisville Courier-J ouraal. -The verdict of the republicans at Washington on the dumbness of the league convention is that it was “sound politics.” It ought to b8 unsound politics to be afraid to speak for sound money.—N. Y. World. -The Free Silver league of Philadelphia is made up of-some of the most pronounced protectionists in one of the strongest protection states in the union. This tends to Upset the republican claim that free trade and free silver go together.—-Detroit Free Press. , -For that tired feeling, complicated by acute chagrin, high tax fever and a low, fitful treasury pulse, the popular doctor will prescribe- a good tonic of sound democracy, with legislative decency after taking.—Albany Argus. -Gov. McKinley scored a point in by allowing his feelings to overcome him when he met Gov. MorrilL If Messrs. Reed, Harrison, Morton and Allison have any tears to shed, the time has come to show it.—St. Louis Globe-Democrat (Rep.). -We are waiting for some remarks from the McKinley organs explanatory of the fact that the Trenton potteries which reduced wages immediately after the McKinley tariff had given ^them more protection have now raised the pay of their men, notwithstanding the fact that the new tariff has materially reduced the duties on earthenware. When the explanation is forthcoming we shall take great pleasure In reproducing it.—Boston Herald.

_ HOUSEHOLD BREVtTSEa —Cold Slaw.—Chop eabbaga and seal* with half a cup of boiling- vinegar. Pour over hot dressing made of on* cup of vinegar, two tablespoonfuls of sugar, one teaspoonful of mustard, the yolk of one egg. salt and pepper. Servo oold. —Chicago Record. —Lemons for flavoring or for making lemonade should have the thin yellow rind pared off, the jnice should bo pressed ont with a lemon squeezer, the white part, which is a disagreeable bitter, is then altogether dispensed with, and the flavor of whatever the lemon is used in is greatly improved, v—Canned Rhubarb.—Peel the rhubarb and cut into small pieces. Weigh and to every pound allow one-half pound sugar; make a sirup of one-half pint of water to two pounds sugar, let it boil and skim. Now put in the rhubarb and boil for fire minutes; pour into the jars and seal.—Farm and Home. —AlUm as a Purifier.—Powdered alum possesses very strong purifying qualities. Four gallons of water may be purified by simply throwing in a teaspoonful of powdered alum. In a few hours’ time the impurities will be precipitated to the bottom of the res- \ sel, leaving the bulk of the water absolutely fresh and dear.—Leeds Mercury. —Boiled Custard Pudding,-—Mix a pint of cream with six eggs, well beaten, with two, teaspoonfuls of rose water and eight teaspoonfuls of flour, half a nutmeg, grated, and sugar to taste. Pour the mixture into a bowl and tie a buttered cloth over it. Put it into a pot of boiling water and boil half an hour. Serve with sauce.— Boaton Budget. —Apple Omelet.—The beaten yollca of four eggs, beat in one cup of sugar, two cups of thick, unsweetened apple sauce, one cup of soft bread crumbs and one teaspoonful of lemon juice. Cut in the beaten whites of four eggs. Pour into a greased bake dish, place izX a pan of hot water. Bake in a hot oven for twenty minutes. Serve either hot or cold,'with cream or custard.— City and Country. *

—Strawberrv Shortcake.—To two teacupfuls of sour milk add a teaspoonful of soda; when dissolved, add one cupful of butter or lard and enough flour to make a soft dough; roll into thin cakes the size of the frying-pan, dust with flour, put in a iciake and cook over the fire; when the under side is done, turn quickly and cook the other; split the cakes wMle hot and butter well; lay one-half 6b a plate, then a layer of well sugared strawberries, next the other half of the cake, then more strawberries, and so on until there are six layers. Serve hot.—N. Y. Ledger. —Hamburg Steak.—Two pounds of lean beef from the round,chopped very fine Mince one small onioti and four sprigs of parsley and add to the beef, with a tablespoonful of butter, a teaspoonful of salt,a fourth of a teaspoonful of pepper, two well beaten eggs and half a teacupful of very fine, dry bread crumbs or cracked crumbs. Mix all well, then take it out on a board sprinkled with fine crumbs, sprinkle more over the meat and roll it into a sheet about an inch thick. With a sharp knife cut the sheet into neat squares, and fry them iif a little butter until a nice brown,—Farm and Fireside. ■ —Cream Crackers.—Sift together a .quart of flour, half a teaspoonful of salt, five tablespoonfuls of white sugar, and one teaspoonful of baking powder. Rub in four tablespoonf uls Of cold butter, add four beaten eggs,and mix into a firm, smooth dough. Flour the molding board, turn out the -dough, and knead it rapidly a flw minutes. Now cover with a damp towel and leave it fifteen minutes, then roll out an eighth of an inch thick. Cnt with a small biscuit cutter. When all are cut out drop a few at a time in boiling water; when they rise and curl .at the edges, dip them out with a skimmer and drop them in cold water; lay them on well greased baking tins and bake fifteen minutes in a fairly hot oven. These are nice if made right—Ohio Farmer. __

Some Health mats. Never take a meal under a feeling oi exhaustion from exercise. Never go into a sick room when very weary. Never exercise violently before a meal The -exercise which benefits invalids and infirm people is that which is moderate and extended in space or time. One of the best exercises for women, who are not very well, is a walk in the streets or in the fields, with a cheerful companion. To find an exercise suitable for women indoors is very difficult; sewing is too confining, scrubbing the floor too violent, and under the great variety of circumstances under which the women are placed in families, we can do nothing more than to lay down a principle, and let each one act in reference to it; that exercise is best which keeps the body in motion and interests the mind pleasurably.—Troy Times. The Round Effect Round waists trimmed with bands ot every sort coming from shoulder to belt, blouses with drooping box-plait-ed fronts, full sleeves and expanded skirts are the features of most of the stylish summer gowns. Changes and modifications are made to suit individual tastes and figures, but these are the ruling characteristics of summer gowning. All skirts flare, and all sleeves are voluminous, but no two designers either cut or adjust them just alike.—N. Y. Post.-. Mast Save Been. “Isn’t this perfectly delightful?” sh* asked, as they sat on the sofa with their arms entwined and the brilli»ntine on his mustache oot very far from the crimson balm on her lips. “Dorothy,” he replied, “when I know that your mother is listening oa the stairs, that your father is waiting in the passage with a cane, that the bulldog is loose in the front yard and that you little brother is under the sofa, how can I say that tt is delightful?”—Tib* Bits. .:■/. > '