The Somerset County star. (Salisbury [i.e. Elk Lick], Pa.) 1891-1929, November 01, 1906, Image 3

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A SCHOLARLY SUNDAY SERMON BY
REV. I. W. HENDERSON.
Subject: The Eighth Commandment.
Brooklyn, N. Y.—Preaching at the
Irving Square Presbyterian Church
on the theme, “The Eighth Com-
mandment,” the Rev. I. W. Hender-
Son, pastor, took as his text Ex. 20:
15: “Thou shalt not steal.”” He said
in the course of his sermon:
This is a call for simple honesty,
and the need for clear and fearless
thought and utterance is both im-
perative and apparent as we apply
this eighth commandment to the so-
cial life and communal conditions of
to-day.
The common interpretation of
what it means to steal is quite ele-
mentary. In the public estimation,
stealing, very largely, is.a form of
open and specific disobedience to law
which will likely land the evil doer
in behind the bars. It is not my pur-
pose to say or to imply that the aver-
age individual conscience does not
recognize the obligations and the va-
lidity of that moral law which over-
laps our penal code. But to a large
extent the robber, in the public mind,
is the man who forces locks; who
spends his evenings at his neighbor's
safes with dynamite and jimmy; who
misapplies to his own uses our sil-
ver, our clothes, or our money. Ask
a man, Who is a thief? and the like-
lihood is that often, though not al-
ways, he will run the list of those
who bear the insignia and the dis-
honor of that self-seeking fraternity
whose members live by their wits.
But are the men and women who de-
<lare open war upon society and who
adhere to the principle that the world
owes them a living the only ones who
steal? Is it the man who picks your
pocket or the man who steals your
savings, by heedless mismanagement
of that fortune you gave into his
trust, who robs you of most? Who is
the most dangerous criminal, the sec-
ond story burglar or the man who,
under the guise of a conservative
financier, wrecks your home and
takes your all? Who best merits
prison clothes, the man who steals to
save his family from starvation’s
grimmest death, or the millionaire of
Wall street who inflates values that
he knows can never last? Who most
deserves the scorn of honest men, the
man who cracks a safe or the phil-
anthropic plutocrat who made his
wealth at the price of human blood?
The consensus among those whom
the lesson hardest hits is that rob-
bery ‘is all right so long as you steal
enough. Only the small burglar is
to wear stripes. The sin of stealing
is in being caught, and its worst dis-
grace is not to be deft enough to bag
everything in sight. .
Stealing is wrong ‘and it should be
punished no matter by whom or how
it may be commiited. The Member
of Congress who violates the law and
robs his country for his private gain
deserves the limit of the penalty.
The moneyed man who wrecks a cor-
poration to satisfy personal spite or
secret grudge, should wear the irons
together with that other of his com-
pany who represents as a real in-
vestment proposition a property that
is chiefly air, paper and water. The
business man who underpays his
labor and hugs the lion’s share of
the profits to himself, with no con-
cern or care for the toilers who made
possible his material success, is a
thief. The rich man who raises
prices and lowers wages, without
right or need, to such an extent that
poor men have no decent chance to
live, steals more than money.
“Thou shalt not steal,” says the
commandment, and to my mind’s eye
there comes the vision of that cotton
mill in the sunny southland. I hear
the whirr of wheels, the rattle of
tne loom, the roar of leather belts,
the shouting of the: mill boss; and
there, in among that bustle and clat-
ter and ceaseless racket, I see mere
children watching wheels, instead of
birds; tending cotton when they
should be at their books; growing
old and blunted in body, mind and
spirit, when they should: be learning
lessons in God's wonderful out-of-
doors. Mere children driven into
slavery by the laziness of lying par-
ents or the greed of northern capital.
And what. you may see in the cotton
mills of Dixie, you may see in the
glass works of New Jersey, the mines
of Pennsylvania, or in the sweat
shops of New York. Is such stealing
wise? :
The amount of wholesale and un-
restrained robbery that takes place
in our public life is enormous. It
would seem that the sense of honesty
is on the decline did we not know
better. The caliber of the con-
sciences of a host of men who admin-
ister the affairs of the plain people is
not very large. ~ Dishonesty is,
strangely, even yet, with many lead-
arg in our political life, a synonym
for assured success. ‘‘Thou shalt not
steal” is left out of their moral code.
To be honest, to be square, is, with
them, to be marked: for defeat.
When we read in our daily papers of
the shameless frauds perpetrated
upon the Government by corpora-
iionts, by and with the consent of
those who make and those who ad-
inister our laws; when we learn
ie time to time’ that hosts of men
and women are ruined by get-rich-
quick syndicates: when we find daily
instances of wholesale defalcations
by men of trust and repute and form-
ar seeming probity; when we see the
expressed will of the sovereign citi-
zenshipof self-governing communities
made the football of political bri-
gands, and whole States beneath the
power of political buccaneers; is it
any wonder that we feel at times that
the sense eof the unrighteousness of
stealing has been abandoned by many
in control of affairs in public Hfe?
‘We need an enlightened public con-
science. Men must be made to feel
and to know that corporate and pub-
lic thievery, as private, are contrary
to the law of God. Statesmen who
. wink at and foster robbery of the
treasuries ought to be returned to
private life, if nothing more. Poli-
ticians who are out for graft must be
relegated to the rear. Clean men
must cut the way to the regeneration
of our social life. The crowd of un-
wholesome and immoral civic para-
sites who despoil and besmirch com-
munal life should be removed from
power and influence.
“Thou shalt not steal” said Moses.
So says Christ to us. All that Moses
asked of Israel, Christ demands of
America. No man can steal and be
plumb to the law of love. With the
entrance of Jesus the heart will seek
to give rather than to get; and with
the soul that walks with Moses’ God,
the right will ever reign supreme.
But despite all the unwholesome-
ness around us, the signs of the
times presage a glorious transfor-
mation that is near at hand. What-
ever may have been the evil sowing
of yesterday, and whatever may be
the alarming harvest of to-day, we
need not fear for the harvest of to-
morrow. The Lord is coming into
His own. Society is coming to its
senses and better men are moving to
the front. * The dormant will of a
mighty people is awaking and woe
betide the wicked charlatan who
fails to see the writing on the wall,
or seeing, fails to heed it. And the
awakening will come most largely, as
in the nature of the case it ought,
among the common people of the
land; those at whom the unphilo-
sophical slander is so often hurled
that they are not worthy to be trusted
because they are so fickle, so foolish
and so weak.
That a social regeneration and
moral revival is taking place in so-
ciety no man may, with reason,
doubt. It is in the air. Men are ap-
plying moral standards that for
years we have never, or seldom,
heard employed in the judging of in-
dividual and public actions. The
newspaper to-day blazes the trail
ahead of the pulpit, and many an ed-
itorial handles the ethical cudgel
more forcefully and effectively than
many a sermon. Men, within ana
without the church, are asking for
more decisive, concrete, fearless ethi-
cal preaching from the pulpits of our
land. Ecclesiastical authorities ate
hesitant about receiving the money
of our tainted millionaires, not be-
cause they are convinced that money
itself can partake of the moral quali-
ties of the individual who possesses
it, no matter how bad a man he may
be or however flagitiously his money
may have been acquired; but because
they do not want to become suspect-
ed of being receivers of stolen goods
or lay themselves open to the charge,
just or unjust, of compounding wick-
edness. Reform movements are rife,
and the bottom plank of the reform-
ation platform is, almost without ex--
ception, in .substance, the Eighth
Word of the Mosaic law.
Now and again we hear it said that
those wno promise us reform will, in
their turn, when they shail have en-
tered into power, exploit the people
for their own advantage, as has been
done of yore. I do not believe that
this is so, as I read and interpret
to-day’s events; but of this I am
sure, that they who betray the con-
fidence of the people under the prom-
ise of a clean reform, will go down,
at a later day, to a political disaster
beside which the downfall of an Ar-
nold will be counted tame.
Hand in hand with the moral
reformation, a religious revival which
shall purify men’s souls will sweep
the land. Spiritual blessedness and
“joy and peace in a holy spirit” will
become the chief desire of men’s
hearts. Having tried the comfort
that the world gives and found it
faulty, men will seek the peace of God
which passeth all human comprehern-
sigp, which the world cannot give and
which the world cannot take away.
Let us place our trust in the God ef
Israel and of America. Let us face
the future with a cheer,
Plowing Around a Rock.
“I had plowed around a rock in
one of my fields for about five years,”
said a farmer, ‘“‘and I had broken a
mowing-machine knife against it, be-
sides losing the use of the ground in
which it lay, because I supposed that
it was such a large rock that it would
take too much time and labor to re-
move it. But, to-day, when I began
to plow for corn, I thought that by
and by I might break my cultivator
against that rock; so I took a crow-
bar, intending to poke around it, and
find out the size once for all. Ang it
was one of the surprises of my life
to find that it was little more than
two feet long. It was standing on its
edge, and was so light that I could
lift it into the wagon without help.”
“The first time you really faced
your trouble you conquered it,”” I re-
plied aloud, but continued to enlarge
upon the subject all to myself, for I
do believe that before we pray, or
better, while we pray, we should look
our troubles squarely in the face. \
We shiver and shake and shrink,
and sometimes we do not dare to
pray about a trouble because it makes
it seem so real, not even knowing
what we wish the Lord to do about
it, when if we would face the trouble
and call it by its name one-half of
its terror would be gone.
The trouble that lies down with us
at night, and confronts us on first
waking in the morning, is not the
trouble that we have faced, but the
trouble whose proportions we do not
know.
Let us not alow our unmapped
trouble to make barren the years of
our lives, but face it, and with God’s
help work out our salvation through
it!—Advocate.
The Great Weaver.
Life is a great shuttle. But the
pattern grows, the web is wrought.
It takes both dark threadsand golden
to work out God's design. You can-
not judge the purpose of the Weaver
by the thrust of the shuttle or the
weave of one thread, whether it is
dark or bright. ‘‘All things work to-
gether for good to them that love
God.” We are yet on the loom. The
shuttles are not yet empty. Give God
time to put this and that, dark
threads and bright, together, and
complete the purpose of His Provi-
dence.
The Law of Growth.
There comes a time when the
chestnut burr opens up intuitively
and the nut rolls out—there:, is a
time when an apple gets so luscious
and ripe it can hang no longer on the
tree and falls—there comes a time
when the chicken gets too big for its
shell and picks its way out and man-
ifests his larger form of life. There
comes a time when every justified
soul that keeps in harmony with God
will walk isto the experience of holi-
ness.—T. EE. Nelson,
Knee Protectors.
Excellent knee protectors for chil-
dren may be made of women’s stock-
ings that are worn in the feet and of
practically no further use. Cut off
the upper part of the stocking a piece
about eight inches long. Hem the top
and bottom and run in elastic-bands
and you will have a serviceable pro-
tector for stockings and drawers.
Always Open.
“There are always two good vacan-
cies which either a man or a woman
is fitted to fill. One is the post of
hairdresser. The other is the post
of coffee maker.”
The speaker, an employment agent,
went on hurriedly.
“If I had sons or daughters they
should all be apprenticed to hair-
dressing or to coffee making. He or
she. who can undulate the hair in
the marcel wave, he or she who can
make clear, and rich and aromatic
coffee, may always be sure of a good
job at a high salary.
“The hairdresser who can put in a
fine wave that will last five days is
worth 25 a week. The coffee maker
who can turn out coffee that is black,
rich, clear and shimmering on the
surface with an aromatic oil should
never be content with less than $20.”
—New York Press.
With a Doll’s Churn.
Any one who has once acquired a
taste for unsalted butter becomes al-
most pathetic in his desire for more
of it. There's no passing off of but-
ter from which the first freshness has
passed, made possible when you eat
it in its unsalted state, and fresh but-
ter is a delight in itself to epicure
and the ordinary mortal blessed with
a healthy appetite alike.
Tiny churns—really dolls’ affairs—
come, in which a leftover bit of cream
may be beaten up in a little while in-
to delicious butter; and the butter-
milk, although meagre as to quantity,
will be very different from the best
sort the average city dweller is used
to.
Chill the cream first, and keep it
chilled while you are working with
it, and ply the tiny dasher with a
will. When the butter “comes,”
work the lumps together with a wood-
en spoon; press to exclude every drop
of moisture, and mold into little balls
with butter paddles.
The Boarding School Girl's Needs.
A good tailored suit in a plain col-
or for street wear.
An extra skirt or two to wear with
separate waists.
At least half a dozen shirtwaists of
wash materials, either cotton or wash
flannels.
A pretty afternoon gown of voile
or Henrietta cloth in a light color to
be worn with a dainty lace trimmed
guimpe.
Several pretty little wash frocks for
dinner wear. These should be of
lawn, India linen or muslin. A house
gown of wash silk or some light-
weight material is also useful.
If the boarding school is out of
town, a heavy sweater and a long
heavy coat.
A dress hat, a small toque for
every-day wear and a patent leather
sailor or three-cornered hat for wear
fn bad weather.
Two pairs of stout walking boots
snd a pair of patent leather shoes
and slippers for evening wear.
Ribbons, stock and collars in abun-
dance, a dozen and a half plain hand-
kerchiefs and several dainty lace ones
for special occasions.
Short flannel petticoats, one long
one of silk and one of heavy sateen
for wear with everyday frocks.
Half a dozen of each undergarment,
half a dozen pairs of black stockings,
one pair of black silk, and one of
white lisle thread or silk for evening
wear.—New York Mail.
Don't Force Children.
“Never «force a child to eat food
it does not want,” says a well known
children’s specialist, “and let it choose
the things it likes if they are not
known to be injurious, for when a
small boy or girl is in a normally
healthy condition the appetite should
be abnormal, and the dishes it craves
the system ordinarily needs, I be-
lieve, and for that reasom I think a
mother should ask a child between
the ages of five and seven what food
it wants at meals and endeavor to
supply the dishes asked for,
“I always lay special stress on the
statement, never force a child to eat
food it does not want, for I know
from my experience that nothing will
bring on indigestion quicker than to
make a youngster eat a dish it
does not care for. Rebelling against
the food makes the boy or girl
nervous, and nothing so readily dis-
arranges the stomach as excitement,
so for the child's own good I think it
should never be compelled to take un-
desirable food-stuffs. Yet I know
y
many parents with healthy children
who decide what is good for them and
then place the dishes before the little
ones and if they do not eat of them
they get nothing, but this course of
treatment with a nervqusly consti-
tuted child is injurious and more
than apt to bring on chronic indiges-
tion.
“Of course parents must select the
dishes to a certain extent. They
should make sure that there is plenty
of variety in vegetables and fruits,
especially during the summer months,
when fresh ones are so plentiful.
“But aside from there being a suffi-
cient number of dishes to keep the
appetite good, I should permit a child
to regulate its own diet.—New York
Telegram.
The New Colors.
In regard to the fashionable colors
for fall and winter, it will be the pe-
culiar tones, rather than the usual
ones, that will be the most fashion-
able. Dark shades are to be favored
in striking contrast to the delicate
tints which were so much the vogue
last autumn. The very new point
about the new colors is that they all,
more or less, look as though they
were seen through a mist or veil. The
vivid shades are all subdued. For in-
stance, there is an ashen tinge to the
reds. The greens are softer, and the
browns are dulled to mode, the blues
reflect a gray shadow, and even the
grays themselves are deepened. In-
stead of pure gray, we have taupe,
which much resembles mole, and an-
other deep gray known as elephant’s
breath.
Brown will be extremely faghion-
able all through the fall and winter,
much more so in fact than gray. A
shade of brown known as modore, and
which has a decided greenish tinge,
wlil be a very exclusive and fashion-
able shade. The chestnut browns will
also be good style, and puce, which is
another shade of brown, having a
pinkish tinge,
Deep, but a brilliant, blue called pa-
vois, will be much the vogue, as well
as a bronze green. The rose shades
that deepen into wine are good, but
pink and old rose will not be used as
much as in the spring. Dahlia, petu-
nia and orchid purples will still be
seen.
The shades under the name of
sherry brandy will be extremely fash-
ionable, and as for black, it will main-
tain its position as a leader straight
through the season. All-black gowns
and hats will be much worn by the
women whe have a reputation for
smart dressing.—Grace Margaret
Gould in Woman's Home Companion.
Fashion Notes.
Black-and-white and gray-and-
white checks are fashionable for rain
coats.
Natural color linen is a very ser-
viceable material for children’s school
frocks.
Some skirted coats are seen among
the fall suits in long hip or three
quarter length.
The long loose coat of mohair is a
most convenient and comfortable gar-
ment for traveling at all seasons of
the year.
With a dainty gown of rose-colored
silk and Valenciennes lace, there was
worn a Leghorn ‘hat with a very large
rose-colored feather.
A practical and becoming automo-
bile straw turban has a leather crown
and a leather strap encircling it,
threading under straw bands.
Valenciennes is the most used of
all laces. Confined once to the lin-
gerie, its vogue has increased until
it trims the handsomest toilets.
The bolero suit of tucked taffeta
remains a favorite and is very attrac-
tive when trimmed with plain taffeta
bands and crocheted rings with spider
webs.
The tiny glove handkerchief has
given place largely to the sheer hand-
kerchief. which, though: of practical
gize, is so thin that it slips into the
palm of a glove.
At a fashionable French wedding
the other day, a duchess wore an Em-
pire gown of silk muslin and Valen-
ciennes lace, decorated with black
and white stripefl ribbon.
The many laces composed of sever-
al varieties of light and heavy mesh
which have appeared during the past
season will be used in great quantities
on both gowns and wraps for fall.
The skirt fitting closely over the
hips and having a group of about 12
tucks at the middle of the back and
front has been a well-liked model
which bids fair to hold over the au-
tumn season.
Rough pongee is the first favorite
among automobile materials. It is
light in weight and cleans readily,
two very important considerations.
Mohair, because it is dust shedding,
is also popular. Silver grays and dun
hrowns are popular tones.
HCW THEY MADE THEIR CALL.
Strict Etiquette of Country Lad’s For
+ mal Visit.
The call was to be conducted on
approved principles laid down in
“Hints and Helps,” a handbook on
etiquette:
Abner began to repeat paragraphs
from “Hints and Helps.” “It is best
to remark,” he opened, in an un-
natural voice, “how well you are look-
ing! although fulsome compliments
should be avoided. When seated, ask
the young lady who her favorite com-
poser is.”
“What's a composer?” inquired
Ross, with visions of soothing syrup in
his mind.
“A man who makes up music. Don’t
butt in that way; you put me all out
—‘composer is. Name yours. Ask
her what piece of music she likes best.
Name yours. If the lady is musical,
here ask her to play or sing.’ ”
This chanted recitation seemed to
have a hypnotic effect on the freckled
boy; his big pupils contracted each
time Abner came to the repetend,
‘name yours.”
“I'm tired already,” he grumbled;
but some spell made him rise and
fare further.
When they entered the Claiborne
gate, they leaned toward each other
like young saplings weakened at the
root, and locking branches to keep
what shallow fcothold on earth re-
mained.
“You're goin’ in first,” asserted
Ross, but without conviction, It was
his custum to tear up to this house
a dozen times a week on his father’s
old horse, or afoot; he was wont to
yell for Champe as he approached,
and quarrel joyously with her while
he performed such errand as he had
come upon; but he was gagged and
hamstrung now by the hypnotism of
Abner’s scheme.
“ ‘Walk quietly up the steps; ring
the bell and lay your card on the
servant,” ” quoted Abner, who had
never heard of a server.
“Lay your card on the servant!”
echoed Ross. “Cady’d dodge. There's
a porch to cross after you go up
the steps—does it say anything abcut
that?”
“It says that the card should be
placed on the servant,” Abner reiter-
ated doggedly. “If Cady dodges, it
ain’t any business of mine. There
are no porches in my hook. Just walk
across it like anybody. We'll ask for
Miss Champe Claiborne.”
“We haven't got any cards,”
covered Ross, with hope.
“I have,” anncunced Abner, pom-
pously. “I had some struck off im
Chicago. I ordered ’em by _ mail.
They got my name Pillow, but there's
a scalloped gilt border around it. You
can write your name on my card. Got
a pencil?”
He produced the bit of cardboard:
Ross fished up a chewed stump of
lead pencil, took it in cold, stiff
fingers, and disfigured the square with
eccentric scribblings.
“They’ll know who it’s meant for,”
he said, apologetically, “because I'm
here. What's likely to happen after
we get rid of the ecard?”
“I"told you about hanging your hat
on the rack and disposing your legs.”
“I remember now,” sighed Ross.
They had been going slower and slow-
er. The angle of inclination toward
each other became more and more
pronounced.
“We must stand by
dis-
each other,”
-| whispered Abner.
“I will—if I can stand at all,” mur-
mured the other boy, huskily.
“Oh, lord!” they had reunded the
big clump of evergreens and found
Aunt Missouri Claiborne placidly
rocking on the front porch! Directed
to mount steps and ring bell, to lay
cards upon the servant, how should
one deal with a rosy faced, plump
lady of uncertain years in a rocking
chair? What should a caller lay upon
her? A lion in the way could not
have been more terrifying. Even re-
treat was cut off. Aunt Missouri had
seen them. “Howdy, boys; how are
you?” she asked, rocking peacefully.
The two stood before her like de-
tected criminals. — Harper's Maga-
zine.
An Important Guest.
When Miss Phoebe Washington re-
turned in her wedding finery to the
house where she had reigned as cook
for several years, she announced hrief-
ly that she had returned “fo’ a while,”
and seemed disinclined toward expla-
nations until the next evening, when
she unburdened her heart to the mis-
tress of the household.
“Nobody needn't ever go to tell me
again dat thutteen ain’t a terrible on-
lucky numbex, Miss Clemmy,” she
said, gloomily. ™I guess I knows now
how onlucky ‘tis. Dey was thutteen
pussons, Miss Clemmy, at my wedding,
yest’day, and dat wedding nebber
came off 't all!”
“Why, Phoebe, how strange, how
very strange!” and the lady looked
most sympathetic. “But whateyer
happened,” she said, conscientiously,
“of course you know, Phoebe, the fact
of there being thirteen persons at the
wedding couldn’t have had anything
to do with it.”
“’Deed it did, Miss Clemmy,” ana
Phoebe's face took on its most de-
termined look. “Ain’ you understood
the fo'teenth pusson would ’a’ been
dat trifling Samu’l I's expecting to
marry ?”’—Yeouth’s Companion.
se sss
Progressing.
Tom-—How are you getting on with
Miss Slippery ?
Dick—Great!
Tom—See much of her?
Dick—No, but I've got her mother
and her father and her little brother
down pat, and now I’m cultivating the
dog. After that, getting her consent
ought to be a cinch!
Kitchen Don'ts. »
Don’t litter up a kitchen any more
than you can help while getting a
meal. It will take hours to straighten
up after the meal is over.
Don’t lay a greasy spoon down on
the table. It leaves a stain that will
take hard work to remove.
Don’t crumple up your dish towels,
Rinse and hang them in the sun.
Don’t pour boiling water over china
that is piled in the dishpan. It is
apt to crack from sudden contraction
and expansion.
Don’t try to black a stove while it
is hot. It takes more blacking and
there is less polish.
Don’t use knives for scraping pots
and pans if you have any respect for
either knives or pans.—The Bee Hive.
Putting Away the Jellies.
Remember to supply yourself with
a few cents worth of paraffin wax
when getting ready to make your,
jelly. When the jelly is made and in
the glasses, belt in a water bath (a
double boiler can be made by setting
one vessel containing the wax into
another vessel containing boiling
water), until it will pour, a sufficient
quantity of the wax to pour over the
top of each glass an eighth to a quar-
ter inch of the paraffin. This must
be put on the jelly after the jelly
is “set” and cold, and the wax will
immediately harden, sealing the jelly
effectually away from insects, pre-
venting mould, and preserving it
from the air. If you like, you can
cover the top with the glass cover,
or paste a bit of cloth or .paper over
it. When the jelly is to be used, sim-
ply lift the cake of wax off the top,
wash it nicely and drop it into a can
for use again. It will last a long time
and should be kept perfectly clean.—
The Commoner.
Bottling Pickles.
‘When putting up sauces and relish-
es for winter use, care should be
taken that the bottles and jars are
perfectly air-tight, and this fact can
not be assured if the corks are simply
fitted into the necks and tied down
in the usual manner. Corks are more
or less porus. The corks should be
first dipped into a mixture of one-
quarter pound of beef suet and one-
half pound of beeswax, melted down
over a slow fire, and be dried at the
fire afterwards—this process being
repeated several times. Then press
the cork into the neck of the bottle
and dip the heads and rims into a
solution of one-eighth ounce of bees-
wax melted down with one pound of
sealing wax and the same quantity of
black resin. When making this mix-
ture, it is well to stir it with a long
tallow candle, the wax preventing it
from sticking to the bottom of the
pan. Sauces, relishes, pickles, lini-
ments, etc, bottled in this way will
be in good condition to “keep” in-
definitely.—The Commoner.
Recipes.
Pineapple Cobbler—Four slices of
pineapple cut in dice, one lemon and
one orange sliced very thin, eight
tablespoonfuls of sugar, one pint of
iced water and one cup of shaved ice.
Place the fruit in a bowl, strew with
sugar and a little ice, and in ten min-
utes add the ice water. Stir well and
pour into glasses half full of shaved
ice: decorate with ripe berries.
Chicken Cutlets—Season pieces of
cold chicken or turkey with salt and
pepper. Dip in melted butter; let
this cool on the meat, and dip in beat-
en egg and in fine bread crumbs. Fry
in butter till a delicate brown. Serve
on slices of hot toast, with either a
white or curry sauce poured around.
Pieces of cold veal make a nice dish,
if preferred, in the same manner.
Curried Tomatoes—Green tomatoes
curried are one of the late summer
possibilities. Cut the aloes into
thick slices. Slice half a large onion
or a whole small one and cook it until
it is a golden brown in two table-
spoonfuls of butter. Then add half a
teaspoonful of curry powder, put in
the tomatoes and fry on both sides,
seasoning with salt and pepper, just
before removing from the pan—
Evening Sun.
Veal Souwp—Into four quarts of wa-
ter place a three-pound joint of veal,
well broken, and put on the fire to
boil. In a separate dish, put a quar-
ter of a pound of macaroni, with just
water enough to cover it, and boil un-
til tender; then add a little butter.
Finally the soup should be strained,
seasoned with pepper and salt. After-
ward add the macaroni and the water
in which it was boiled. It is an im-
provement to add one pint of cream
or rich milk and celery flavor.
Deviled Fricassee—Cut up a chick-
en. Dry each piece and dip in beaten
egg and roll in cracker crumbs. Sea-
son with pepper and salt and fry very
brown in half butter and half lard.
When well browned add 1 cup of hot
water, cover and simmer half an hour.
Then take out the chicken and put on
a platter in a warming oven; have
ready a bowl of cooked rice, put it
into the frying pan, in which the
chicken liquid has simmered; add two
tomatoes chopped fine. Toss all to-
gether lightly with a fork. Pile high
in the centre of a platter and lay
around it the pieces of fried chicken.
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