Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, August 10, 1912, Page 14

A *YOU CANNOT PUT A GREAT HOPE INTO A SMALL SOUL EVERY WOMAN'S OPPORTUNITY. The Bulletin' wants good home let ta)s, good business leiters; good help- letters of kind the mind msy suggest. They should be in hand by My‘alwm week. Write on but one side of the paper. Address, SOCIAL CORNER EDITOR, Builetin Office, Norwick, Conn. THREE PRIZES MONTHLY: $2.50 to first; $1.50 to second; $1.00 to third. Award made the last Saturday In each montbh. 8OCIAL CORNER POEM. Rose of New England. Rose of New England may thy name Be written in a million flowers. May all thy hills and valleys fair Bloom rich and fragrant, fairy bow- ers. May rose biooms cover all thy scars, Their fragrance flll our homes with peace. Where beauty reigns, no discord dwells; Who plantd a rose, bids turmoil cease. Their fragrance soon will fill the earth, And at thy feet all men shall bow, Rose of New England, of the world, When rose wreaths twine about thy ‘brow. —Lowisp Franklin Miner. ANSWERS AND INQUIRIES. AUNTY—Three cards recelved amd mailed es you directed. MAINE LOVER—Letter and four eards mailed as you wished. BAMANTHA—Card forwarded to person for whom it was designed. PAPA'S BOY—The card was mail- »d to person designated. JIM—Sam Walter Foss’' poem is all ght. Will appear in turn in the Cor- er. BEE—The first Social Corner Bulle- n was that of Saturday, March §, 10. PINE TREE GIRL—I wish some of re sisters would tell me how to make rice pie. RURAL DELIVERY—Cards received nd mailed as directed. SEASONABLE WINE RECIPES, Dear Sisters: J. E. T. asks for a cipe for Rhubarb Wine. I am send- g that with others, thinking the oth- sisters will be interested. Rhubarb Wine—To each gallon of ice, add 1 gallon of soft water in hich 7 pounds of brown sugar has Yeen dissolved; flll a keg or a barrel with this proportion, leaving the bung put, and keep it filled with sweetened ater as it works over until clear; en bung down, or bottle as you de- Here is another, but more for pres- nt use: For every four pounds of e stalks, cut fine, pour on one gal- {?n of boiling water, adding four lbs. rown sugar; let stand 24 hours, hav- Ing also added a little cinnamon, all- spice, cloves and nutmeg, bruised as may be desired for flavoring; _then strain and let work for a few days, and Dbottle. Tomato Wine—Express the juice from clean, ripe tomatoes (I mash the fruit with a potato masher and strain through a cloth, putting a weight to get all the juice), and to each gallon of it, without any water, put four lbs. brown sngar; put in the sugar imme- diately, before it begins to ferment. Let the wine stand in a keg or barrel for two or three months, keeping a piece of muslin over the bung to keep out flles, then draw 'off into -bottles, carefully avolding the sediment. Blackberry Wine—Mash_ the berries and pour one quart of boiling water to each gallon; let the mixture stand 24 hours, stirring occasionally; then strain and measure into a keg, add- ing two pounds of sugar, and good rye whiskey, one pint, or best alcohol 1-2 pt. to each gallon. Cork tight and let it stand until the following Octo- ber. It in invaluable in sickness as a tonie, and nothing 1is better for bowel disease. I use this recipe for straw- berries or any fruit, omtting the whiskey or alcohol. Grape Juice—To three quarts of clear grapes add one pint of water; bring to boil in porcelain kettle; strain without pressing. Return the juice to kettle and add one coffee cup of hot sugar for each quart of the juice. Bring to a boll and bottle while hot. 1 wet a bath towel in hot water, place (the bottles on it so they will not ‘break when the hot juice is poured in; put corks in and dip in melted parafin to seal. Aunt Jerusha: I can answer for one a. Bon Ami—My chicken that plays in the band is like Bon Aml,~ “hasn’t scratched yet” Nat: Got card all right; thanks. Have heard of that picture, but have never seen it, Maine Lover: Your story was good. 1 certainly got the worst of that argu- ment. ‘Waterford. MA. HINTS FROM POLLY PEPPERMINT . Dear Corner Friends: Polly Pep- permint has surely been away, as X Y Z has told you; but as to its being on ‘a vacation I would hardly call it that, by choice. However, I am at home once again. I haven't seen any letters from Only One or Another Normalite for some time. Are they writing under other names? Peggy Ann: Are huckleberries plen- ty in your locality? We have seen on- ly a few about here. Would like to take my tin pail, den a sunbonnet, and go with you for a berrying. Salads are such helps now when one wants something more than the usual cold meat and fried taters for sup- per, that I'll send on my recipe for Salad Dressing—(It 1s easy to make, economical, and always comes out “good.”) Beat one egg slightly, add two heaping teaspoonms of sugar and 1 1-2 of mustard. Stir well with 3-4 cup of thin cream or 1 cup rich milk. Set over boiling water. Stir until well heated and dissolved. When hot and smooth add a quarter-cup of vinegar. Thicken: with a teaspoon of corn- starch dissolved in a little water. Put in salt or not as you like. I paw a very gretty brown bag, the other day, and the owner told me that she hag made it herself from the wrists of her long doeskin gloves. The fingers: wore out, and she took the wrists for the bag after cutting oft a strip for strings. The bottom of bag below stitching was slashed up into fringe. Next time I g0 on a vacation I'll have ome, too, perhaps. can’t we have a truly Corner ey N . A plenic? The imaginary ones are good, but the real article would be better. POLLY PEPPERMINT. THE MERITS OF, KEROSENE. Dear Social Corner Sisters: Fur- nishing light is but one of its duties. Always handy for removing rust from steel, for polishing over stoves and pipes before putting them away, to clean rollers of wringers, to remove paint from hands, to soften dried brushes and leather, to fill tin covers under refrigerator casters to keep them free from ants, to clean oil cloth and zinc, to polish furnityre, windows and mirrors, to remove grease from fabrics and helps wonderfully when washing shop clothes. Flies detest the odor, so I put a small quantity into vases, wide- meouthed bottles and hang them back of curtains and at the sides of the windows; and place small dishes where they are not seen and occasionally spray the doors and the flies disap- pear. Kerosene is an old standby for poul- try houses. A half-gill stirred into a pail of suds to spray rose bushes and plants will keep them free from in- sects. Two seasons the worms have destroyed our summer squashes, but up tq date they are growing finely, am using the soapsuds with kerosene to water them once a week. Some recommend a few drops as a hair tonic, and for sore throat. Kerosene is a plain but serviceable friend for innumerable uses. Success to all BLANCHE. HOW TO BREW VERMONT ROOT BEER. Dear Social Corner Friends: As I was mowing beside the river yester- day I ran across large beds of wild peppermint, other mints and lobelia intermingled with night shade (of wonderberry fame), and then I won- dered if the other members of the Corner appreciated flowers, both wild and cultivated, as I do. Perhaps one of the most common of these herbs, on our river, is the wild peppermint. It grows in rich profu- sion with its small clusters of purple blossoms, and its wealth of green leaves. Its fragrance always makes its presence noticeable. This plant, when dried and brewed, makes one of the best old fashioned remedies for a countless number of palns and sick nesses. Lobelia’ was also counted a valuable asset to the old fashioned collection of dried herbs which once hung in every attie, Answering W. R.'s inquiry for “old fashioned” root beer, the following is handed down and is a superior bev- erage: Vermont Root Beer—One- handful of spruce leaves, one quart winter- green leaves, one good handful of sweet fern-leaves, one teacup of dan- delion root, half pound black birch bark. Put roots in kettle with four quarts of water and boil all day. Pour this liquor (strained through chees- cloth), on to three pounds of sugar. Stir well and add two gallons of cold water. Boil the herbs again and ada to the first brew. Stir and sweeten to taste. Place in stone or earthen crock and add a quarter of a yeast cake. Allow it to set until through fermenting, and then place in bottles or keg. In place of wintergreen leaves a tea- spoonful of ginger may be used as flavoring agent. Other flavors may be obtained by adding proper quantities of sarsapa- rilla root, sassafras bark or snake root. Received card from ma and will re- turn the favor when I find an appro- priate card, CO-SOLID. TESTED RECIPE FOR GRAPE JUICE. Editor Social Corner: Here we are. AI-resh arrival, right from the white birches! Janette asks for recipe for Grape Juice.—In preparing the Brapes wash them thoroughly to re- move dust and germs; pick from the stems and put them in preserving Ikettle; let them boil gently for half an hour-over a slow fire, and as they cook crush them with a wooden spoon: at expiration of half hour press them through 'a colander or cheese cloth, then put the strained juice into pre- serving kettle and let it boil up; as soon as it boils up move back from fire and skim it; repeat this operatton onece, and after skimming the second time, add one gill of sugar to each quart of Juice; stir mixture wuntfl sugar is dissolved, then let it boil for five minutes longer; skim very care- fully, pour the result into bottles which have been heated, set some pans of boiling water in moderately hot oven and stand the bottles in them ag they are filled; let them remain thero fully ten minutes; set them where they can codl gradually without a draft of cold air on tHem (a tested receipt). OLD HAY SEED. P. S—The Saturday Bulletin was our first Social Corner one. We en- joved it very much. Let the good work .go on, Killingly. 0. H, S. PUT SERVICE INTO LIFE—GET BLESSINGS OUT. Dear Editor and Social Corner Sis- ters: Reading sometime ago a short article it impressed me so much that I decided later on to give in to the sisters, as near as I could remember it. Some folks are always worrying be- cause people do not think as much of them as of others, They don’t see in- to it: they think they are just as smart as the others; they know how to appear, and all that. Still they uever seem (o have any real friends. What Is the trouble with such folks? Let us not be harsh, nor find fault with them; but may we unot just ask them a few questions? How much ,of yourselves do you really glve to make the lives of oth- ers happy? You know about this bet- ter than anybody else. Be fair in giv- ing your answer, because its the one who gives most, that gets most. Give smiles, and bright words and you will get them back again in full measure, -pressed down. and running over. Cheery faces win where nothing else A Vourssives do 3 do you give | to help those who haven't a very good time in life? It doesn’t take much— just a flower put into the hand, which is doubled up with passion nst the world; only a tender touch to brush away the tears which stain the cheek in time of sorrow—simply a |- bit of comfort and encouragement at the right time. These are enough to make everybody you meet say of you: “What a good man or woman they are! There couldn’t be a better one in the world.” This does not cost much. The world is hungry for such little bits of serv- ice. “ Give out of yourselves every day —give freely. The fountain will never run dry—the more you give the moré there will be to give. And in blessing you will be blessed. Good wishes from, FROZEN. 8. . Main PAPA'S BOY HAS HAYING DONE. Dear Socidl Corner Sisters and Edi- tor: My haying is done and so I can again get time to write, Blue Bells of Scotland: Thanks for card. I will return it some time. now know your address. Cherisette: Have you picked any low or high berries? I picked a few and am going again, Jim: How is your daughter B—7? ‘When I go by your house I will stop and hear your canned music. Do you allow boys at your home? Merry Farmer's Boy: Have you and your father got through haying yet? Hurry up, so as to write some more. X. Y. Z.: Welcome again. Wild West: How do you like to be wild? If I were you I'd prefer “tame east.” Ready: Be on the watch! Best wishes to, all. “PAPA’S BOY.” Leonard Bridge. HOW TO MAKE CORN CHOWDER. Dear Editor and Sisters: T have not written for quite a while, but can- not keep still any longer, as I want to tell Rural Delivery I will wave to him when he goes by, but not when on the train, as I cannot quite see it Blue Bells: Yes, you must not for- get _to come to call on me. Be sure to bring C. E. S. with you, as I know she wants to find me. I think you have a son George. I cannot forget the night you had a supper when your husband was representative, or how vour little son came In and call- ed the company—“Supper’s ready!” Am I right? C. B. S.: When T have my kitchen repaired will have one of those hang- ing shelves put up. The flower seeds are coming on all O. K. Blue Bird: How are those chickens' getting along. Hope you will have enough for a chicken ple for Thanks- giving. As it is nearly time for sweet corn, I will send in my recipes for Corn Chowder.—Corn chowder No. 1—Cut the kernels from a dozen ears of corn; peel and mince two onions and fry brown in three tablespoons of butter. Put the corn. with four or fivé crackers broken up, and one-half dozen potatoes pared and sliced. Sea- son with pepper and salt, cover with a quart of boiling water. TLet it all cook for three-fourths of an hour, then stir in slowly a cup of boiling milk thickened with a tablespoon of flour; add a lump of butter, Corn Chowder, No. 2—Six good sized potatoes cut into 'dice, one large onfon fried with a large slice of pork; one quart of corn; salt and pepper to taste; boil and when done add a plece of butter and as much milk as desired. T ¥ JIM RECALLS A DAY OF HAP- PENSTANCES. Dear Social Corner Folks: Thought I would drop*in just a few minutes before mailtime to say good morn- ing, if nothing more. How fast the busy season is passing. The Farmer's Talk to Farmers the other Saturday of Happenings Down on the Farm was very interesting. It reminded me of the fine hay day I was mowing in the orchard, it was about 10 a. m. “Old Sol” was shining his best. - It was then that the bees swarmed. After they were safely hiv- ed, then looking up the road I saw scme hogs justi going-out of sight around the bend.’ .1 was surprised, in- vestigating to find them mine, it took about two hours to get them back. Then while getting in hay I slipped and fell from a big load and sprain- €d my shoulder. I think some days are a whole kaladeiscope of happen- ings, don’t you Nat? Have you finished haying? You and Jane Ann have my best wishes. Merry Farmer Boy: Did I not see you out helping papa in the hay field the other day? I guess Papa’s Boy is another helper, too. When I was Paa’s Boy’'s age I had a black dog named Tige. Evelyn: Please send the recipe for dried apple cake to the Social Corner next time you write. Am learning to love dried apples. . Have any of the Cornerites been up in the White Mountains. Wish I could go, but it is out of the ques- tion at present. How many of our number have heen down the picturesque Thames on the Yantic or Shetucket boat? JIM. Yantic., INQUIRES AFTER ABSENT ONES. Dear Social Corner Members; Billle. Your card received. Surely time is money with most of us. « E. C. T.: You have my sympathy in your recent trouble, Hope to see a letter in the cormer from you soon. 1 suppose all you sisters are busy preserving the various fruits as they come to hand. I have rhubarb, straw- berries, cherries and blackberries and red raspberries so, far, Hope the sister who had such’bad Iuck with her swing-shelf last vear will have a better place this year. i would like to know the dai‘e of the Bulletin that had the first “social cor- ner” in it. BEE. BEE AN INTERESTING LETTER FROM M. ROENA. Dear Editor and Sisters of the So- cial Corner: It has been a long, long time since I have claimed a place in “Qur Corner.” May I enter and have a little chat with you this beautiful summer day? I left Broad Street station, Phila- delphia, on the afternoon of June 28th for the grand old Buckeye, my birth state. Taking a through express we made but few stops, crossed the moun- tains and the horseshoe bend in the night; there being a bright new moon we had a good view of the bend. 1 reached Alexandria, Ohio, ‘my desti- nation, about noon on the 29th. My trip was a pleasant one. I passed through Gnastenhutten, Ohio, the home of a dear brother, but only to wave a hasty how do you do and a short good bye. At another town a dear familiar face was at the door to wave one a welcome home with only a glimpse of these two forms, and the happy an- ticipation of a visit in the near fy- ture made the rest of my journey happy and joyful It has been a month of much pleas- ure and real enjoyment, meeting my own dear ones, renewing old acquaint- ances and meeting old schoolmates. But with all this happiness there is a sadness that at times comes over me and almost-unfits me for all this joy. It is the thought and knowledge “that our dear old home has passed into strange hands. I stand and look and watch for the dear forms of my Joved ones but oply MRS. WOODBURY'S PREJUDICES “Come on,” teased my chum. “Let’s e e !” 1 snapped, giving the hammock Bemfimm vigorous shove. “Willard ‘Who. ever heard of ‘Willard Beach? Where 1s the place, anyhow; and pray tell me why on this hot afternoon we should exert our- selyes to go over there?” “To get cool—that's just why,” re- torted Carrie, “It's the dandiest little bathing beach you've ever seen, I'll warrant. And TH be to wager that, once you get there, it'll be you and not I who won't want to come home.” 3 “Nonsense,” I sald, and I pounded the pillow vigorously to emphasize my words. “If you had any common sense at all you'd be satisfled to stay where you are, and try to keep cool without racing all ‘over town in the effort.” Carrie relapsed into dignified silence, and I swung back and forth at high speed in an effort to arouse just phantom of breeze. I had been in Portland the past four summers, and in all that time I had never heard of ‘Willarda Beach, so I didn* think it worth going to, anyhow. Silence con- tinued for at least five minutes. Thea I say, May don’t be stuffy. You can’t get a breath of cool air here, no matter how much you try, so why not give me a chance to prove that my plan is worth while?” I considered the matter seriously. What Carrie had saild was perfectly true. I couldn’t keep cool at home. ‘Willard Beach couldn’t be any worse than our own piazza; so finally, though with a very {ll grace it must be con- fessed, I gave in. I felt like a martyr, though, all the way to the car, and I didn’t hesitate to make Carrie ac- quainted with the fact. I grumbled at everything that there was any provo- cation’ for grumbling at. She was an angel of patience, though’ | Tll say that for her. And at last she got me piloted to the South Portland car, and seated in safety. I'll confess, too, that my spirits revived a good deal when we got the first cool breeze going over the bridge, and I began to think it wasn't such a bad idea, after all. We went the long way around, the shore road, you know, and got off at the first street above Fort Preble, I wouldn’t dare to tell you what the name of the street was. I can't re- member, but I'm sure it was the first one above the fort. Right then and there I began to get cross again, for the street, like all the streets, was dus- ty and dirty and sandy, and we sank in to our shoe tops at every step. I scolded and scolded all the way down (we went straight to the shore), but Carrie didn't say a word. She was content with knowing what a surprise was awaiting me. And it was a surprise, too. We had walked about five minutes, I should say—possibly less—when all of a sud- den we came on to the beach itself. And such a beach! No, of course, it didn’t compare with Old Orchard or any of those places in size; but it was a good long beach, at that, shaped like a horseshoe, with the long gray bath- houses at the farther end. ‘Would you believe me, that sand was just as fine and soft as velvet—not a lump or hump, a stone or a piece of driftwood anywhere to mar its smoothness. And the beach was broad, too. There was plenty of room for everybody who was tempted to take a dip in the briny on the hottest day of summer. It-certain- ly looked as if the fame of the beach had spread abroad, too, for thers were hosts of people there, of both sexes, and all ages and sizes. There was no denying that the water looked cool and inviting. It was as blue as the sky; ves, and bluer, except that there was just a tint of green in the depths. It was almost high tide, too, an ideal hour for bathing. It was just as Carrle said—once there, she could hardly hold me in. Despite the heat I fairly sped along the beach to the bathhouses, and before you could say Jack Robinson I had donned a natty blue and white bathing suilt, and was ready for the plunge. I had grumbled all the way over to Carrle because I was sure thel cottages on the other, and the Otta house mounting guard like a huge were the buildings of Fort of the and just be- yond was Spring Point light, its tower sharply outlined and beckoning the bathers into its cool depths. fun, There were children building cas- it wells in the sand to see the water rush in and fill them up. There was one little tow-haired fel- low, a scant two feet and a half high, wes wearing a gingham blouse and khaki trousers. - The other boys and girls were teas- ing him to come in, were throwing wa- they didn’'t taunt him long, for pres- liveliest one in the group. distance out. - From the lisping talk of the young- they were going “way atwoss the wa- ter, ever so far.” As.they were pad- high hopes of thelr bringing their voy- age to a satisfactory conclusion. But I had looked long enough. I felt that it was my turn for bathing now, I seized Carrie’'s hand and with a ‘whoop and a splash we were in. ‘Was the water cool? Why, after the hot week we had had just to be in it first time, and then such fun as it was, The sand was so smooth that there was no danger of its hurting one's out and out and out without being car- ried off our feet, the beach was so level. Neither of us had bothered with bath- ing caps, but for all that we didn't hesitate to splash water over each oth- as large as a ten cent piece that wasn't soaked. Care? Of course we didn’t care. time that week. length of time, until nearly all the oth- er bathers were tired out. And then, what do you suppose we did? We came out into that hot sand and lay down though our fingers, and rolled over in it until we were baked, just for the privilege of jumping into the watet and getting cool all over again. Yes, of course, we sunburned. I livid V on #t that prevents my wear- worth to get there, just the same. BALSAM FIR. in my imagination can I ses them, pleasant and sad memories mingle to- gether only to assure us that time brings many changes and that many of our loved ones are watching and beckoning for us to meet them in that home not made with hands. I see many conveniences in the west that our Yankee friends do not enjoy. The “toot” of the automobile an- nounces the arrival of the rural mail The streets of our beautiful village are oiled and the complaints of dust by tpe housewife are hushed. The houses are heated as well as lighted with patural gas. In some of the homes there may be a superfluity of “gas”: but it is natural, so we have no_criticism to offer. The farmers are now through har- vesting and are busy thrashing their wheat, and oats. The process of thrashing is quite interesting to me, of course it is done with steam, and the blower is amusing. Now in place of several men to take care of the straw, the blower does it, putting it either in the haymow or in a stack, just ag desired. ‘Wheat is almost a failure this year; but the oats yield is great. Corn is looking badly, and if we should have an early frost, it will be a great loss. I have made you a long call and must bid you all good morning, and skip away to make preparation for another pleasant trip to visit with a brother and family of my dear hus- band. I may come again soon. I am still your sister, M. ROBNA. the other Cornerites are, that they don’t write. Thought the class prophecy by Sweet Sixteen fine. Success to the Corner. MAINE LOVER. Mansfleld. AMERICANS NEGLECT CHEESE. Americans eat less cheese than any other natlonality. Cheese with bread is 'the proverbial food of the British workingman all over England. You take cheese as a matter of course, just as much as you do butter. Stilton, Cheshire, Gloucester, Cheddar—there is no end of varieties presented to their cheese as they might of some triumph in arms. The case is the same in Scotland and Wales, and even in Ireland, cheese | you go. in the dietary, writes Marion Harland in the Washington Herald. Croes the Channel to Holland and they will give you cheese for break- fast, as if there were not opportunity for it at the other meals of the day. ‘Who can forget the display of divers cheese on the sideboard in a Dutch breakfast. room—great rounds where any number “could cut and come again.” The Pineapple cheese, the Edam cheese, the cheeses you find at Brock and Mounikendam and every- where else you wander in the land of canals. When you go into France you enter | the land of fancy cheeses, but even there the peasant and the workman rely upon cheese as a standby in the dietary. This is the msame in Italy, in Spain, in Switzerland, where you find cheeses that never cross the ocean, but remain delicious to the palate of the traveler. ‘Who falls to reeall with yearning Brie as it is found on its native heath, liquid and luscious on its bed of straw; or ricotta, with the flavor goat's milk cheese alone possesses, or the petit Suisse to be eaten with cream and sugar, and the Gruyere, widely known in this country as Swiss cheese, and inseparably connected with rye bread and mustard? Germany holds her own in the matter of cheeses, not only with the ill-famed limburger, but with oth- ers of less striking personality. Pass- ing out of Europe and on into Syria we find the cheese holding its own. All through the Bible we meet cheese, and the unchanging east is true to it after centuries. The “leban” which is like our loppered milk, or the English curds and whey, is an inevitable item in the oriental commissary and the Arab traveler carries it with him on his journeys, packed into a hard ball, which is own brother to the New Eng- land pot cheese. I could go on proving the backward- ness of America in the cult of cheese— not the fancy Camembert, Philadel- phia, cream, Neufchatel, Erie—which are served with dessert on state oc- Alexandria, Ohlo. COMFORT REMEDIES OF OLDEN TIMES. Dear Social Corner Sisters: Is there anything under the sun that will tire a woman more or make her more irrit- able than aching feet? Now, let me tell you of something that will help much in easing those useful members. First, bathe the feet every night in warm water to which a little salt or poda has been added. After drying, rub with alcohol. If joints are swollen and Inflamed, or there are corns, apply tincture of iodine several times a week. Wear pads of absorbent cotton over joints and corns after first anointing them with a good ointment. (Deane's is ex- cellent). Calloused places can be made soft by the use of vaseline, gnd cotton placed between the toes will prevent soft corns forming. An old-fashioned remedy for rheum- atism i3 one ounce each of Epsom salts, nitrate of potash and powdered sulphur into one quart of bofling wa- ter. This, after being allowed to stand in a covered .vessel for six hours, is well strained and given in doses of one ounce three or four times during the day. Also apply ‘A Liniment—Composed of olive oil, five ounces; chloroform, two ounces; hartshorn, six drams; tinct, sconite root, two drams. Apply sufficleutly often to relieve pain. Billie: Do tell me about the picnic at Ocean begch. I'm dying to know. What~is the matter with Jim that we don't hear from him? And Nat is silent, too. Think they must be fat- tening their hogs, or else they are get- ting ready %go to the fair this fall. Balsam 1 Did you receive card sent to your box number? : Why don’'t you wgite agaln Will send you a card soon. Wonder where Dolly, Bweet Sixteen, foreign names, are the product of do- mestic factories; but the common or garden varitles of American daliry government experts is far more nutri- tious than an equal bulk 0f meat. yellow sentinel over it all. To the left Preble, a dark, sombre red against the green ‘background against the afternoon sky, and everywhere was the water, dancing and winking and twinkling, Everybody was having such in the sand, shoveling up pails full th their wee toy shovels, throwing it into each other's eyes, and digging who didn't have on a bathing sult, but ter over him, and taunting him because he couldn’t join them in the fun; but ently, with a joyous whoop, he rushed in, clothes and all,-and was soon the Half a dozen other children were having the time of their lves playing in an old punt that was mpored some est baby I gleaned the information that it was their ‘big teamer,” and that dling with a tin dish cover and a broken shovel, however, I didn't have was like paradise. For once in my life I didn't stop to shiver and shake, and run in and out again in my reluctance to duck. I went in all over the very feet; an we found that we could wade er until there wasn't a spot of hair We were cool, ceal, cool, for the first We staved in a positively disgraceful and dug our toes into it, and ran it wince every time any one touches my arms, and the back of my neck has a ing a low neck gown. But, my! It was it. And if anyone mentions Willard Beach again to me, if I'm a hundred mites eway Ill find some way Elizabeth, Swamp Apple, and some of you, and the grazing shires boast of ! supplies the place of meat wherever Cheese is an important item caslons, and which, in splite of their cheese, which we are informed by the Hear the words of wisdom from an authority who reports “a pound of cheese has nearly the same food value of two pounds of fresh beef, or any (dore Roosevelf speak in Waterbury ot othzr&uhmel.fl.~'1’hoonlyiutol after address t§ account for the comparatively limited - qt E. i i £ g Bulletin is printed, I in the papef,,and 1 am helped in some way. evi week by the letters written by the Cormerites. Kindness of heart must prompt the end such kind words and To. ive neipfal Knowiedge. noquired lve he 1 2.0q) from years of study, work and experi- ence, to the Social Corner. Al this, given of their best, to make the lives of unknown others brighter, happler, and more useful, will surely bring its reward in due season, Words of kindness are like sesds. Plant them, and they in time will beas flowers and fruit for ys and others. If we would only think twice befors speaking, many unkind words womld remain unspoken, as the tongue ia ruly, at times, and tongues helped along by feelings of envy, jealoumy and misunderstandings, have ruined many friendships, homes, lives and souls. ‘We hear about people stealing mon- ey, and we express our opinifons In strong terms about thieves and the punishment which they should receive. How about the thieves of things which are of more value than money? Shoukd not a country have severe laws of punishments for such offenders, in or- der to crush out the worst systems of robbery in the world? I might mention the saloon for one system, and for ano system the different methods used to ruin the Qaracter and life of some person. uppose some one should steal mon- ey from a ehurch. it is a dreadful deed, but it.is far worse to steal souls from the church and their rightful place in the world. Suppose one of the falrest and mos promising of the flowers in one of)" God's gardens ( a church) was grad- ually choked and crushed out by what were thought to be flowers, but when they were analyzed by the expert hot+#" anist, who searches the hearts, proved to belong to the weed family of envy, jealousy and misunderstandings. Social Corner friends, to find out if we have been, perhaps unconsciously, thieves in any way, and, if so, let us strive earnestly and prayerfully to re- place that which wag taken. With best wishes for all the Corner writers, 1 must say > Good-bye, 4 MARCUS, Norwich Town SAMANTHA'’S' HEART BEATS TRUE. Editor of Social Corner: That story of A Maine Lover's was good. But [ think my “pie” letter must have given a wrong impression, as greedy and selfish my partner certainly is mot— if he does like pie, Guess I shall have to be put in the same class with Ruth, as too, be- lleve in equal rights. But if I could vote 1 presume I should get ceaught trying to put in more than ome véte against the liquor trafflc. And may- be I should vote the socialist ticket. Mr, Hearst's papers have some fine editorials on suffrage. I cut out one that had a picture over it of some- one trying to roll a stone up hill, and thought I would read it at the next meeting of our society. Well, when I went to get my clipping a pesky mouse had got in the drawer of my desk and chewed it all up. The next Jefterson sald: “Ma, I had a kind of foel.- gy me l:od in anjo a ocorner room), and then I decided mouse running ‘on what tried to down women’s by eating what was printed in favor of them. So I gave chase and there are two cap- tives under that turned down tin pan.” (his his bed- of 1t was that Black Pansy: you wish, but I imagine there main some literary earmarks that I can guess you out by. . Blue Bells of Scatland: I guess you must be mistaken in the parson when you ask about my heart troubls. I have no heart trouble. My heart beats just as true for Josiah as it did years 2go. AUNTY I8 GUESSING, —— Dear Editor and Sisters: I must write and extend my thanks to the editor for the prize I refetved. I don't know when I ever had such a sur- prise, for I never dreamed that I was capable of winning. I do prize it high4 ly, as it is the first prize I ever won in_writing. : I am rather tardy, as it has been a week or more since I received. it, but my time has been so taken up that I could not seem to crowd in ths writing. And T want to thank all who have sent me cards. I shall soon return the favor; and I also thank all whe have mentioned me in their stories and given me such good times. They all geem to fit me in the right placa. Biddy: So vou have got homs, have vou? Call me up some time and I will tell you whai T name is. Etta Barbar: I tilnk you must live where vyou can t huckleberries plenty, I wonder you can answer to the initials C. B.—a 1ittle bird seems to tell me xo. Agins geems to have takem & back seal . AUNTY. Wiilimante, CAN SCALE MT. M'KINLEY., That Much Was Démonetrated by Herschel Parker Expedition. — Dawson, Y T, Aug 8—The four members of the Herschel-Parker ex- pedition, which explored the eastern slope of Mount McKinley and attatn- ed an altitude of 20,000 feet, only to be turned back by a storm near the sun- mit, departed for Seattle on Monday. The party not only charted a large area now blank on the maps. but dem- onstrated the possibility of reaching the top of the great mountain by the northern, or Muldrow glacter, roate. Kodaking Yachtsmen Reloased. Kiel, Germany, Aug. $.—The five English yachtsmien who wers arrest- ed on August 4 at Eckenfoerde, In Schleswig-Holsteln, on the charge of esplonage, were released today. They were accused of taking photographs of impottant points ul the Schi 8- Holstein coast, fcludiog the harbors and bays, but the police admit now that the suspected men seem only to have been gullty of ‘foolhardy pho- tm-phy. of which they knew the pe 3 Waterbury.—Sonator Alsop of Avon arranged to ‘have Colonel Theo- Labor cartier ba- 3 Let us search deep in our hearts, - ing in the night when I was awakened - huemming |