The Patton courier. (Patton, Cambria Co., Pa.) 1893-1936, April 06, 1906, Image 3

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Though her actual cash outlay was
only $3, the cushion a clever girl made
for Ler brother in college was so odd
and so charming that some of his
chums have offered $25 for it. Of
course, he scorns to part with his
treasure. This girl found discarded
Jace curtains in the attic, and, taking
the best patterns, she stitched them
gn a plece of dainty brocatelle. Then
e outlined the design with iridescent
scales and formed grotesque figures
with the scales between the meshes.
The border was of many shades of
ribbon, overlaying one another and
frilled all around with a peacock-blue
background of satin. On the back
were college and fraternity emblems,
with the brother's initials in big,
sprawling letters in the centre.—In-
dianapolis News.
We lose our power of enjoyment
early in life, sometimes through over-
work. We are like children with so
many toys that none pleases, or the
or little creatures of the slums whose
Drs are so heavy that the power
to enjoy is paralyzed. On rare occa-
sions we find men and women well
along in years, but delightfully young
at heart and always they are found
to be persons who have so combined
svork and play as to tire of neither.
They have avoided ruts by following
fancy and can never be made to under-
stand the plight of those who have
passed from living to mere existence.
There is a very wide difference Dbe-
tween the two.
Without doubt we would be better
in every way without many of the lux-
uries we have come to regard as neces-
sities. Steam heat has spoiled us by
making us believe we can not be com-
fortable in rooms below summer tem-
perature. We use warn water instead
of cold and commit the greatest piece
of folly when we sleep in warm bed-
rooms, The victim of insomnia would
do well to look right there for the cause
of wakeful nights and restless days.
Every living creature needs fresh air
and plenty of it. Human beings are
the only ones that endeavor to get
plong without it. The woman who set-
tles down in her home becomes self-
centered and, courts a train of petty
evils. There is nothing like seeing
new faces and new scenes to make one
oblivious of little, troublesome cares.
Did you ever try the experiment of
putting away a puzzling piece of work
for a day when you feel fresher? If
$0, you know how easy is the solution
after your mind has been cleared by
af rest. More can be accomplished in
this way.—Indianapolis News,
Mrs, French-Sheldon’s recent de-
parture for Africa has been the signal
for many reminiscent articles on her
adventures. As a child, it is said, she
was very delleate, and it was during
years of enforced inactivity that the
fdea of wandering through unknown
countries seized upon her imagina-
tion. She was brought up in the at-
mosphere of intellectual activity.
She is the daughter of the late Col.
Joseph French, a great mathemati-
cian, while her mother is quite cele-
brated as one of the first women doc-
tors in the United States. Men and
women of light and learning were
awont to frequent her parents’ home
and she learnt much in her early years
by listening to the brilliant talk that
svent on around her.
+ She owes her regular education
chiefly to Italy, where her love of
music was fully indulged, and she at
one time thought of making it her
profession. Of recent years she has
dropped it entirely, finding it too ex-
acting a master for one of her wander-
ing propensities. Mrs. Sheldon’s jour-
neys through East Africa are now a
matter of history. And so, indeed, is
her expedition in the Congo. On her
return from the latter she met avith
a storm of rage and indignation, as she
dared deny the stories of cruelty re-
ported from the Congo. Her interest
in humanity is intense, -.Indeed, the
objects of her journeys are almost en-
tirely ethnological, and the women of
the countries in which she travels
exact her chief interest. She has
great sympathy with her sex as a
whole; therefore, as a matter of course,
ghe wins their sympathy and confi-
dence. Mrs. Sheldon’s book on the
Congo will be interesting reading. She
will be back from West Africa in time
to see it launched on the public.
Mothers should watch the inquisi-
five fingers of their children and teach
them to respect other people's belong-
ings. If allowed to rumage in your
drawers and wherever they like, they
will be very apt to extend their in-
vestigations into the affairs of your
guests. Forbid the little ones to pry
into bundles and packages, whether
they belong to yourself or others, and
do mot allow them to take liberties
svith letters and papers. Suppress, in
all ways, "the inordinate curiosity and
inquisitiveness about other people's
affairs which make of some otherwise
lovable children such insufferable nuis-
Do not allow children to run te the
pantry or sideboard, picking over and
handling the fruit, or knick-knaciks,
cutting and backing off chunks of pie
or cake to suit their appetites, thus
ruining the appearance of your choices
est viands., Very few guests like to
eat of viands which the cleanest of
children have picked over and hacked
out of shape. Do not allow them to
drink from the glass that is set out
for use of the guest with the water
Do not allow your children to ex
hibit undue curiosity as to the move-
ments or affairs of your visitors, Some
of their questions, aside from an ap-
pearance of impertinence, may be very
embarrassing, and even lead to very
mortifying results. Do not allow the
children to climb over or “loll” on the
visitor; or to pick and handle the
clothing of your guest. In some fam-
ilies, these attentions from the chil
dren are so disagreeable as to cause
much discomfort, and often drive away
your most valued friend.
Do not make the wonderful smart-
ness of your children too much the
subject of your discourse with your
friends, for some people may like to
discuss other matters; they may even
have smart children of their own. At
any rate, they may not see the prodi-
gies with your eyes.—The Commoner.
Here are a few rules given by a wom-
an who enjoys a reputation for never
having trouble with her numerous ser-
vants and retaining them In her ser-
vice for years.
She pays good wages—that is,
pays as liberally as she can afford
is always punctual in payment.
She allows her servants a reason-
able share of all the daintics served
the family and is liberal in the mat-
ter of their food, maintaining that good
work cannot be done on an empty
She rarely criticizes, but when re-
proof is needed gives it with firmness
and without fear, but kindly.
Praise is always given when due;
she thinks it well to acknowledge good
service to encourage.
She allows each reasonable time for
outings and to attend church, and she
does not require service when a girl
is taking her afternoon off.
She allows her maids time to keep
their clothes in order, and requires
them to be meat, clean and orderly
about their sleeping apartments.
She is never familiar; only evinces
a kindly interest in the general wel-
fare without becoming in any way in-
volved in the family affairs of any one
of her servants.
If a matter goes wrong, she takes
time to investigate before reproving
and never scolds or rebukes when an-
1f necessary to dismiss a servant she
never does so when in a temper, buf
waits until she can control herself, so
as to command respect,
She will not allow her maids to gos-
sip about her neighbors’ affairs nor to
make remarks about member of
the family to another.
She will not allow her children to be
rude or insolent to the servants, nor
will she allow too great familiarity.
And her servants remain with her
decades and are devoted to her.
All the new styles are designed for
slender figures.
The boleros of heavy Irish crochet
are used most effectively in these
Skirts are loaded with lace, frills,
embroidery, and other decorations.
Sleeves are also excessively ornate.
A typical model in handkerchief
linen was trimmed with many yards
of half-inch real Valenciennes inser-
Skirt decorations are sold to match
the boleros, and with their aid a most
beautiful costume is possible at slight
additional expense.
The Empire gown does not admit of
modification, and clever dressmakers
will contrive to adapt the princess to
nearly all passable figures.
Another type of the princess Empire
gown was seen in a pale blue soft net
dinner gown. There was a foundation
of radia silk, very soft and lustrous.
The prevailing mode is Empire prin-
cess, and all the new two-piece suits
have short, jaunty coats warranted to
make a stout woman look like a tub.
If stout women would only rid them-
selves of the delusion that they look
their best in tight-fitting garments, the
dressmakers would have their bur-
dens lessened and the landscape would
be greatly beautified.
A string colored rajah silk afternoon
gown made after an imported model
was cut in a plain, tight-fitting prin-
cess with a draped bolero added. The
skirt was extremely wide at the hem
and swept the ground in a wide train
—a very short train, to be sure,
Damp Walls and Pictures, .
Pictures sometimes get spoiled by
being hung on walls that are not
thoroughly dry. To prevent this, says
Home Notes, nail pieces of cork at the
backs of the pictures, so that air comes
betweer them and the wall.
Persons who lunch with the Presi
dent may catch a glimpse of blue over:
alls on the veranda at the back of the
house, if they happen to look out the
windows; (he little boy in blue is prob-
ably Quentin, very busy about his own
affairs. He does not wear a “real lace”
collar or a velvet doublet; he has on
just the kind of “Jumpers” that thou-
sands of little American boys wear
when they make their 8aily mud-pies
or play tag or ride their bicycles. —
From Maurice Francis Egan's “The
President and the Boys,” in St. Nich-
This is a simple little game, in which
a player wins by noticing the manner
in which the other players answer his
The players take seats in a row, and
one is sent out of the room, lots having
been drawn to see who this one will be,
When he is gone the other players
agree on an adverb, and when he
is called back he must ask each player
a question—no matter what—and the
answers are to be given in a manner
expressive of the adverb.
Let us say that the adverb selected
is “crossly;” then every question that
the recalled player asks is answered
in a cross or snappish manner. If
“mildly” be the adverb, the answers
are given accordingly. *“Laughingly,”
“carelessly,” “quickly,” are other ad-
verbs that might be used.
The player scores a point when he
guesses the adverb, and then some one
goes out in his place. If he fails
to score, he has to go out again, when
another adverb is selected, and he
comes back and tries a second time.
He continues going out and coming
back until he guesses the word.—Amer-
ican Cultivator.
Just what Caracas would do without
{ts rainy season I cannot imagine, for
the city is far from being clean and
sanitary. Garbage is thrown into the
yards for the vultures to feed upon;
dust and papers accumulate in the
streets, and the visitor is about to
pronounce the city the dirtiest he has
ever seen, when nature suddenly de-
cides to put things to rights. An
ordinary rainfall would not suffice now:
a thorough flushing is needed, and
nothing short of a deluge will do it.
But somewhere up in the mountain
tops the deluge is forming, and pres-
ently a great, black vapor overspreads
the valley, It comes slowly at first, as
if to warn the people to go indoors,
but when it has acguired sufiicient
density if falls. In a moment, almost
the streets and courtyards are flooded,
the fantastic waterspouts that over-
hang the sidewalks pour out their
streams like gigantic kettle spouts, and
loud is the noise of the splashing and
Half an hour later one tiptoes along
the shiny pavements, as if over a
newly scrubbed floor; above him is a
sky of spotless blue, while the only
clouds to be seen are insignificant
patches of white along the mountain
sides. Yet, in an incredibly short
space of time the whole process may
be repeated.—From George M. L.
Brown's “Charming Caracas,” in St
Marjorie and Elliott had the mumps
and their dear little faces were all
puffed up. Mamma tied up their
cheeks with some of papa's old soft
handkerchiefs and the white ends,
sticking up on top, looked like rab-
bit's ears, so she called them her white
bunnies. The first few days they
played with their toys and mamma
read them a greaf many stories, and
so they had nice times, but when slid-
ing began on their hill they wanted
to go out of doors.
Then they fell to watching Billy
and ‘Trixie, the pretty kittens next
“I wish we hac them over here to
play with us,” said Marjorie.
Just then Elliott left the room, and
in a little while came k with a
letter written on his Christmas paper,
and this is what it said
“Dear Billy and Trixie: Marjorie
and I have the mumps. Would your
mamma let you come over and play
with us? We will give you lots of
milk. Dg you catch mice? Do come.
When Mrs. Gray read the letter she
gaid: “The dear things, they shall
have those kittens.”
Half an hour later Elliott's doorbell
rang and thsre stood Mrs. Gray's
Mary Ann, with a broad smile on her
face and a large Angora kitten under
each arm. Billy and Trixie were
dressed for the occasion. One wore
a red bow and the other a blue one,
and at the end of each ribbon was
fastened a note for each of the chil-
dren, asking them over to take tea
with Mrs. Gray y-aen they were bet-
It was hard to tell which had the
better time that afiernoon, the chil-
dren or the kittens. Elliott let Billy
sit on ome of the nice cushions and
sharpen his claws, a thing he was
never allowed to do at home, and Mar-
jorie tied a string on a spool and
Trixie had such a nice time chasing
it all around the room. When supper
time came the kittens rad their milk
in the dining-room with the children,
and it was a happy tittle time. After
supper they all sat down on the fur
rug in front of the fire and Elliett
told Marjorie and the kittens stories.
“They can understand,” said Elliott,
“and the way I know is because they
purred very loud when I told them |
about the old black cat we used to
have.” l
At bedtime papa carried Billy and |
Trixie home and he said they purred |
all the way. When mamma put the |
children to bed she took the handker- |
chiefs oft of their faces and
“Now I haven't any little bunnies
“But you have us,” said Elliott.
“Yes, dearies,” said mamma, kiss
ing them, “and if the sun shines to-
morrow you can both go out and play
for a little while,”"—Congregationalis
| coax, bully or
| ments for the program.
Once upon a time there was a little
girl about five years old. She had blue
eyes, and light hair cut straight round, |
and a big black bow that dangled over
one eye. Like some other little girls,
when bedtime came she often said,
“Oh, I don't want to go to bed!”
Aud one night, when her mother
called and said, “Bedtime, Dolly, dear!”
she said, quite crossly:
“1 wish I need never go to bed!”
She was down-stairs curled up in a)
big library chair. She sat quite still,
trying to decide whether she would
be naughty and run and hide or go
upstairs like a good girl. She
rather drowsy, but just then she
thought she heard a little scratching
sound in the chimney. and presently,
puff! down came a pretty little old
lady dressed all in gray, with a scarlet
cloak, and in her hand she carried a
long gold stick with a lovely silver
star on the end of it. Dolly was too’
surprised to speak, but the little old
lady said, pleasantiy:
“Good evening, dear
godmother, and I thought I heard you
wishing for something. What was it?”
“Oh,” said Dolly, “I wished I need
never go to-bed, I hate it so!”
“Why, my dear, that is a very easy
wish for me to grant,” said the little
old lady, and with that she touched
Dolly gently with the end of her wand
and said, “Now you will not have to
go to bed at all.” Then she gave a
little jump, and puff! she was gone up
the chimney in a cloud of smoke.
My, how pleased Dolly was! She
called up tc her mother, “Mother, now
1 don’t ever have to go to bed!”
“No. dear.” said mother, gently.
“How nice that will be! Father and I
are going out to dinner, so you can
just play round and have a good time.”
This sounded a little lo y Dol
but she did not say anything.
Down came mother and father, and
oft they went in the car ». Out
trotted Dolly to the kitchen, but Lydia
and Bertha and Alice were all toc
busy to pay any attention to her. Up
to the nursery she went, and began te
play with her dolls, but the time
seemed very long. Somehow be-
can to feel very tired, ul it was not
as much fun playi
pected. She thou
sound asleep in his crib,
cided it was time for the
put to bed.
Edith, Mary and Susy were all safely
ing wistfully
it about brother,
and she de-
tucked up, and after iool
out of the window for while—the
stars looked very bright and
cemed a great many of them—Doll
began to wish that Alice or
would come and tuck her up,
But she
was a proud little soul, and of course
it would never do to ask to be put to
“Never mind.” she said, “I can just
undress my own self, and no one will
know anything about it.”
Down she sat and began to untie her |
shoes. What was the matter? She
just could not get the knot undone. It
was only a plain bowknot, too. “Well,
I will leave them,” she decided, “and |
take my dress oif.”
The belt buckle was stuck:
not unfas her necktie
come off. The buttons flew into the
bhuttonholes as fast as Dolly got them
out, Oh, how tired she was! Anyway,
she would just creep into bed wit]
all Lier clothes on, pull up the blanket
and cry herself to sleep.
Up on the bed she clambered. How
nice and soft her little pillow looked!
Down went her sleepy head, when sud-
denly the pillow gently slipped out
from under it and rolled on the floor.
fhe was too tired to pick it up, but
started to pull up the soft blanket.
Tug, tug—it did not come: instead it
rolled off into one corner in a tight
Poor Dolly! She was pretty cold, but
she was so sleepy she thought she
could just curl up and sleep any way.
What could be the matter? The bed
began rocking slowly, then faster and
faster, and presently Dolly was spilled
gently on the floor! This was too
much. Great tears rolling down her
cheeks, she wailed:
“Mother, mother, I want to go to
bed! Please come!”
“Why, sweetheart,” said mother,
“what is the matter? You must have
fallen sound asleep here in the big
AD, how glad she was to cuddle up
in mother's lap! “Mother,” she said,
solemnly, “I think I shall always be
ready to go to bed.”—Margaret Dud-
ley, in Youth’s Companion.
The Evening=Up Process.
Don’t get gay over the saving om
coal from the mild winter. You will
make up for it next summer when
you pay your ice bill.—Kansas City
A woman takes on a look of aston-
ishment when told that she has hurt
the feelings of a mar
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An Evil That the Federation of Labo
: Yas Been Fighting For Years,
The trade will appreciate the force
and truth of this editorial from the
Boston Traveler:
The “souvenir program” grafter re.
celved a well merited and, it is to be
hoped, a knockout blow at the conven.
tion of the American Federation of
Labor at Pittsburg.
There is a species of petty larceny
which has netted millions of dollars to
{ts promoters from business and pro-
fessional men, political candidates and
the public generally.
The scheme is worked in connection
with the public gatherings, balls, pic.
aids F nies, ete, of all sorts of organizations,
m | but labor unions specially.
The organization having the ball or
picnic is approached and a lump sum
paid for the privilege of printing the
“official” program. Once this permis-
gion is given, the “souvenir’ grafter,
armed with his eredentials, proceeds to
blackmail advertise:
It is always
represented that patronage implies the
good will of the members of the par
ticular organization in question, while
" non-compliance implies proof of hostil-
ity or unfriendliness which will be re-
It is true that there is occasionally a
souvenir of this sort presented to the
public about which there is no deceit.
Religious, social and some of the labor
organizations issue souvenir programs
which are managed by the societies
themselves, the contributions to which
go into the societies’ treasuries, but
the evil has come from a group of petty
swindlers who have syndicated this
business and turned a legitimate source
of revenue to organization into a per-
sonal graft game. The Federation of
Labor has been fighting the ‘souvenir
grafter” for years, and after the de-
cided action just taken no person who
reads the mewspapers will have any
excuse if he is cheated by, these
schemers in the future.
Stand up bravely to afflictions, and
quit thyself like a man—Thomas a
To-day is your day and mine, the
only day we have, the day in which
we play our part.—David Starr Jordan,
There is a stingy caution which will
do nothing for fear of doing wrong
and does wrong all the time.—Phillips
Ten thousand of the
in our neighbors ave
quence to us than one
in ourselves.—Whatley.
Men travel far to climb high moun-
tains, to observe the majesty of the
cean, to trace the sources of rivers;
but they neglect themselves.—Augus-
| tine.
God of joy and of grief, do with me
what thou wilt: grief is good, and joy
is good also. Thou art leading me now
-through joy. 1 take it from thy hands,
and I give thee thanks for it.—Amiel
There are two good rules which
ought to be writien on every heart:
Never believe anything pad about any-
body unless you positively know it is
true; never tell even that, unless you
| feel it is absolutely necessary, and that
| God is listening while you tell it.—
Henry van Dyke.
I have come to think that courage
| Is the great quality. It must rest on
| faith, of course; for few of us could
he courageous if we stood alone. It
is fed by hope and it lives by love.
| But somehow it is the fine flower in
this troubled life of all these high
| qualities.—Congregationalist,
createst faults
of conse-
of the smallest
The Doctor Was Fooled.
An eminent physician had cured a
little child of a dangerous illness. The
grateful mother turned her steps to-
ward the house of her son's savior.
“Doctor,” she said, “there are some
things which cannot be repaid. I real
ly don’t kmow how to express my
gratitude. I thought you would, per-
| haps, be so kind as to accept this
purse, embroidered by my own hands.”
“Madam,” replied the doctor coldly,
“medicine is no trivial affair, and our
visits are to be rewarded only in
money. Small presents serve to sus-
tain friendships, but they do not sus-
tain our families.”
“But, doctor,” said the lady, alarmed
pnd wounded, “speak—tell me the fee.”
“Two hundred dollars, madam.”
The lady opened the embroidered
purse, took out five banknotes of $100
each, gave two to the doctor, put the
remaining three back in the purse,
bowed coldly, and took her departure.
—Lippincott’s Magazine.
No Trouble With That One.
The sporting editor, who was tem-
porarily acting as information editor,
opened a letter addressed to the latter's
department and found this query there-
“May Government lands occupied by
settlers be fenced in?”
Turning to his typewriting machine,
he rattled off this answer:
“Certainly; you can fence there or
anywhere, except in a church. It isn’t
like boxing. But what's the matter
with a gymnasium?’—Chicago Tri-
The Editor on His Muscle.
We thought that the citizens of
Athens respected and desired freedom
of the press. Apparently they do not.
James B. Parker, whose wife is tak-
ing the part of Juliet in the charity
series, objected to our calling her
skinny and waited for us at the theatre
last night. Fortunately we caught him
one on the eye, which destroyed some
of the effect his objections might other-
wise have borne. J. Parker is a dan-
ger to the community. She is skinny,
anyhow.—Athens (IXan.) Eagle,
It seems odd that most women
choose Monday as washday, when
Tuesday is preferable, from the fact
that it gives the housewife a whole day
to sort out the laundry, to remove
stains that would become set in washs
ing, and to mend and darn any rents
and holes in linens and stockings.
Take sufficient flour of sulphur te
give a golden tinge to one and one
half pints of water and in tnis boil
four ov five Lruised onions. Strain off
the liquid, and with it, when cold,
wash, with a soft brush, any gilding
which requires restoring; and when
dry it will shine as bright as new.
Some simple utensils, which are al
ways useful in any family, are marble
slabs for pastry, sink strainers, salad
washers, dish drainers, tiny pastry
brushes, egg pcachers, cake and pie
tins with bottoms on sides, that can
be removed, of all of which there §
endless numbers of styles and sizes.
——c— #1!
A kitchen convenience which is not
present in every household is a pair
of sharp scissors. Scissors are used to
trim lampwicks—which is a wrong—
and to cut papers and string; but sel:
dom for trimming bacon and ham
rinds, skinning parts of fowls which
need skinning, and trimming salads.
These are proper jses for scissors, and
the use of them saves much labor.
Soiled bobbinet curtains do not need
to go into the washtub if the dirt on
them is only the accumulation of every
day grime. Corn meal cleanses them
without half the bother of washing
and ironing. Place the half of a cur-
tain in a large paper bag, sprinkle a
pint of the meal through if, then shi
the bag in every direction hard for ten
minutes. Then beat out the meal and
hang the curtain in the air, If the
curtain does not look a good color after
one bath of meal, give it a second.
Curtains treated in this way do not
coarsen and mill up as when they are
Many feathers beside those of geese
and ducks can be made available by
the farm family, if properly deodor-
ized and cared for. The old plan was
to bake them, but a thrifty sister
sends me the following: “Every time
you kill a chicken, try this: The fowl
should be a grown one, with few or
no pin feathers. Pick dry, if you
choose, or scald before picking. Save
all fine, soft, quilless feathers; or, if
vou choose, strip the quills and throw;
the bony part away. Scald the feath-
ers. and let cool enough to wash them
well with the hands; wash until clean,
if it takes a dozen waters; then pour on
boiling water again, and let stand un-
til cool enough to wring out by hand,
wringing and squeezing them as’ dry
as possible; then, if the sun is shining
(and I hope it is), put them ouf, thinly. :
spread, to dry on any clean place; if
the sun is not shining, put them into a
large dripping pan, a panful at a time,
and dry in a quite hot oven (being
watchful so they will not scorch or
burn, as this ruins them), stirring yery,
dried, put them in a stout bag and
beat them well, so as to make them
fluffy. If they are cleaned thoroughly,
in this manner, using a good soap suds
to clean them, and rinsing them thor
oughly, all substance tending to de:
composition will be eradicated, and
the feathers will smell sweet and
Maple Sugar Rolls—Make a crust by
mixing two cups of flour, one-half tea-
spoonful of salt, two teaspoonfuls of
baking powder, three tablespoonfuls of
butter and a cup of milk. Roll ta an
inch in thickness, spread with butler,
then cover with a mixture made”of
chopped citron, chopped walnuts and
a cup of maple sugar. Roll up jelly-
roll fashion, cut into inch slices and
bake in a moderate oven.
Orange Cream Pie—First cut two
oranges into thin slices and sprinkle
thickly with sugar, allowing them to
stand for three or four hours. Make
a rich, flaky pie-crust and line a deep
pie-pan with it, and after baking set
away to become cold. Now place a
layer of the sliced oranges over the
bottom, cover with thick whipped
cream in which a little gelatine had
been dissolved and a little sugar added,
then another layer ©“ oranges, and so
on with the whipped cream on top.
This makes a delicious dessert.
Veal Ioaf—This is a savory dish at
picnics and simple country suppers.
Mince three pounds of raw, lean veal
and a quarter of a pound of the best
fat pork. Sprinkle through the meat
half an onion grated fine, half a tea-
spoonful of powdered thyme, a scant
saltspoonful of powdered sweet mar-
joram, the same amount of summer)
half a teaspoonful of pepper. When
he meat is minced and the seasoning
pdded, mix in about two-thirds of a
cup of cracker crumbs, half a cup of
fait = one tablespoonful of salt and
Veal gravy, the yolk of an egg and the
whites of two eggs well beaten to-
After they are all washed and