Ar home or away, in the alley or street,
Wherever I chance in this wide world to meet
A girl that is thoughtless or a boy that is wild,
My heart echoes softly, “Tis some mother's
child.”
And when 1 see those o'er whom long years
have rolled,
Whose hearts have grown hardened, whose
spirits are cold —
Je it woman all fallen or man all defiled,
A voice whispers sadly, “Ah! some mother’s
child.”
THE WATCHMAN
SOME MOTHER'S CHILD ———
No matter how far from the path she has
strayed;
No matter what inroads dishonor has made;
No matter what elements cankered the pearl —
Though tarnished and sullied, she is some
mother's girl.
No matter how wayward his footsteps have
heen;
No matter how deep he has sunken in sin;
No matter how low is his standard of joy —
Though guilty and loathsome, he 1s some
mother’s boy.
That head hath been pillowed on some tender
breast;
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and mild;
child.
That form hath been wept o'er, those lips |
have been pressed; [
That soul hath been prayed for mn tones sweet
For her sake deal gently with — some mother’s | |
— Selected.
and smooth with a wet knife, cut into
fingers, put each one on an oiled plate or
baking dish after being dipped in egg
and bread-crumbs.
until nicely browned. Serve with lentil
dressing or tomato dressing.
Cook in quick oven
Lentil Dressing.
Wash and hoil one cup of lentils, and
when they are quite tender rub them
through a strainer to make them smooth.
Then add one quart of boiling water,
one or two tablespoonfuls of browned
flour, after it has been rubbed smooth in
After it has come to
the boiling point, add salt and a little
girder thyme or any other flavoring to
suit the taste.
some cold water.
This is a good dressing
fo. rice or macaioni.
Spinach Souffle.
After carefully washing some spinach,
{o free it from all sand, cook it until well
done in as little water as possible, drain
Add a little flour,
Jeat the volks of
it well, and chop fine.
and season with salt.
two eggs with a little milk, and add to
the spinach ; mix and place in a pie dish.
Put into a hot oven, and bake until well
puffed. Turn out on a serving dish,
when the bottom of the souffle will be
uppermost. In the meantime beat the
whites of the eggs very stiff. Then pile
the stiffly beaten whites on top of the
spinach. Return to the oven until the
whites of the eggs are well set, and
slightly colored. Tf spinach is not in
season, substitute some good cabbage.
Molded Fig Pudding.
Make a custard as follows: A pint of
milk, yolks of three eggs, and three table-
spoonfuls of sugar. When taken from
the fire, add one third of a box of gelatin
that has been soaked in a little water.
When beginning to thicken, add one tea-
spoonful of vanilla and the whites of the
eggs stiffly beaten, and beat all together
until quite stiff. Have ready a mold
lined with figs which have been soaked,
split in half and dipped in currant jelly,
and pour the custard into the mold. This
may be eaten with or without lemon
sauce.
Lemon Sauce.
One cup of boiling water, one level
tablespoonful of corn starch, juice of one
When the
water hoils, add the lemon juice and
Mix the corn starch with a lictle
cold water, and when smooth add it to
Stir until it thick-
ens, turn into a pitcher, and serve with
lemon, and sugar to taste.
sugar.
the boiling mixture.
the pudding.
Baked Fig Pudding.
Another nice and appetizing fig pud-
ding is made as follows: One cup of
finely grated bread crumbs, one cup of
hot (not boiling) rich milk, half a cup of
chopped steamed figs, half a cup of honey
or sugar, and one beaten egg. Beat all
together, put in a deep dish, and bake
until the custard is well set. Serve with
lemon sauce.
Melange of Fruit.
To many, a mixture of several fruits
695
is a novelty, and few know how to take
tasteless winter pears, or an insipid wa-
termelon, and combine them with fruits
possessing a fine flavor. In summer the
combinations are well nigh endless. In
winter, or the autumn, or if far removed
from markets, one may use the Californ-
jan dessert fruits in cans.
Choose a can of Bartlett pears of home
canning ; if not, the California ones. To
this add a small can of pine-apple and
the juice of one lemon. A fine canned
peach or two, cut fine, is an additional
flavor, but not necessary. Use the syrup
from the pears. This is a very fine des-
sert.
CE I
THE CRIPPLE’'S GARDEN
Ix the Chicago Home for Incurables
there is a remarkable patient. Both his
legs are gone, having been cut off above
the knee; several fingers on each hand
are absent, the result of accident or am-
putation ; and even the poor body has not
escaped, for some of the ribs have been
crushed or broken. Yet, with all of these
physical drawbacks, this poor cripple is
one of the most cheerful souls imagin-
able. In a recent letter written to a
friend in Yonkers, N. Y., the cripple
writes i—
Did you ever hear of the garden 1
have and the flowers 1 raise? Well,
through the center runs a path with flow-
ers on either side; a large bed of Pa-
tience and a beautiful bed of Hope, a fine
Climbing Courage, and a little vine called
Cheerfulness that runs in and out all
over my garden. Around the garden is
4 fence made of Determinations, with
posts of Perseverance; this is to keep out
the Grumbler Vine that grows all about
outside and tries to get in. Outside the
garden is a tree like a Weeping Willow,
which sometimes casts a shadow over
my Howers, and once in a while a black-
bird comes and sings in its branches. [
call it the Complaining Bird. [It does
not come often. In one corner of my
garden I have a hot-bed where I raise
Smiles, because they have te be forced.
“ What do vou think of my flower gar-
den?” }
Surely, the optimism of this brave
«oul under affliction, should carry a les-
son to the grumblers.— C hristian Herald.
EI
CooKkrry is become an art, a noble
science.
lected.
Cooks are gentlemen.— Se-