Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-11-24


Thanksgiving Day, sweet, generous day,
The pastiIae Of our years,
When gathered home from heightened way,
The loved ones with their cheers.
They've come, they've come" is echoed o'er
Nor will that sound subside
Until Thanksgiving's known no more,
Where Christian hearts abide.
We may be driven DER land and sea,
Where life is on the wing,
But thou, glad day. shall ever be.
The anthem that we sing.
Though friends are gone, their memories stay,
Their blessings on US rest;
And cheer Us on our lonely way,
Where tears are not suppressed.
We fancy home scenes at the board,
AS in the davs Of yore,
For memory all these scenes has stored
With all the charms they wore.
Our loved ones, all are gathered there,
No one of all we miss,
And Thanksgiving feast we share,
An ante-past OF bliss
OF all the national holidays of American
civilization, none has more permanent
nor elevating influence than that of the
long favored Thanksgiving Day. Lang
long ago, when our glorious Republic was
yet in its infancy, did those few time-hon-
ored fathers and mothers lift their bur-
dened hearts to our God, in praise and
thanksgiving. The true nobleness OF
character expressed in those earnest, fer
vent prayers offered upon that rock-bound
Plymouth shore has been re-echoed
through the heeting centuries and upon
the restless waters Of Massachusetts, bay
was born the mighty song of freedom and
personal liberty, the sweet refrain of which
is still vibrating along the corridors of
time, and each generation adds one more
stanza to that song Of national independ-
ence and prosperity.
Each Thanksgiving Day is one more
milestone on our life journey. For some
of us its approach is welcomed for the joy
ful meeting Of the scattered family-the
day of all the year the best-when the
blazing fire and good cheer of the home,
the kindly words from father and much
cherished smile from dear old grandma,
and the merry prattle of happy, unre-
strained children compel many an older
heart to cry out in piteous eagerness, 30,
make me child again, just for tonight"
For others Of us Thanksgiving Day brings
only memories Of departed days, and, as
each year increases the number of vacant
chairs about the festive board, until the
home "across the river" holds all that
made life dear, and we look forward only
TO that glorious reunion day cover the
line" where all is eternal gladness, and
tears and parting are no more. The pleas
ures of Thanksgiving Day, in many homes,
depend much upon the culinary skill of
mother; for what is the dinner to ever
hungry schoolboys, or the grown up sons
and daughters who have come to enjoy a
holiday ''at home" unless the delicacies
upon the overladen table have been pre-
pared by the loving hands of mother, who
does not forget the favorite dish for each
one?
There are the jellies, fruits, pies and
puddings which only mother can prepare !;
the turkey, chicken-ple and oysters cooked
to perfection vegetables and salads sea-
soned Just right, and cranberry sauce and
pickles without fault.
Let us compare notes for a few mo-
ments, and begin our preparations for this
day of greeting, while we all, with one ac-
cord, lift our hearts to Him who doth sup
ply us peace and plenty in the abundance
of his might.
PREPARING THE DINNER.
In stewing oysters, let the water be well
boiling before adding the oysters; then
allow the oysters only to reach the boil
ing point; season with plenty of butter, a
little salt and small quantity of rich
cream. Serve Immediately; do not add
pepper while cooking, as it has tendency
to turn the soup dark color.
For roasting a turkey, after sufficient
preparation, take quantity of fresh, light
bread, and add enough warm water (hot
water renders it sticky to moisten, nearly
a cupfull of hutter, a little salt, pepper,
and plenty Of sage-some like little
chopped onion for seasoning-and chop all
with a chopping knife until the bread is
fine, and then stir in two well-beaten eggs.
Fill the body quite well and sew securely.
In the dripping pan pour quantity OF
water, and after rubbing the outside OF the
turkey well with salt and pepper, place in
the pan and put in the oven. The first
hour, allow to bake rather slowly. The
time required for roasting a turkey de-
pends entirely upon its size, but three
hours is the least time to be calculated
upon. Baste very frequently with the
water, for upon the basting and constant
watching does the tenderness and sweet
ness of the meat depend.
For chicken pies, boil until quite ten
der the chicken, and thicken and season
the gravy as for stewed chicken for the
table; prepare a crust with part lard and
part butter, fresh sour milk and soda, or
sweet milk and baking powder, and a
little salt; roll the under crust nearly an
inch thick and place in baking pan; fill
with chicken and gravy and cover the top
with plenty Of bits of butter; place the up
per crust, and be sure to "gash the top"
that the gases from the chicken may have
ample room for escaping.
A nice salad, different from the ordinary
"cold slaw," is made with equal parts Of
sliced celery aud cabbage, small quantity
of boiled beets, sliced, and little sliced
onion; for the dressing, mix vinegar, salt
and mustard and little sugar, if sweetened
salads are liked.
The best salad dressing we ever ate was
made with the yolks of two eggs beaten
thoroughly, salt and pepper to taste, two
teaspoonsfuls white sugar, two teaspoons
prepared mustard, or one-fourth teaspoon
Colmans mustard mixed with water, small
tablespoon butter; stir in the mixture four
tablespoons best vinegar, and stir con-
stantly until it thickens; set away to cool
and in the meantime prepare a quart of
finely chopped cabbage and pour over it
the dressing before it is entirely cold,
thoroughly mixing the dressing and cab
bage. Serve when perfectly cold. If you
do not like the slaw very sour weaken the
vinegar with water.
The best suet pudding is compounded
with one cup of suet chopped fine, one cup
molasses, one cup sweet milk, one cup nj
sins, one teaspoon SALT one teaspoonful
soda mixed in the molasses, three and one
half cups -four; steam or boil in bag fol-
three hours
Sauce for pudding-One cup Of sugar
ene-half cup butter; beat both these to
gether; add one-hah cup of water and two
eggs beaten light; flavor with one tea
spoonful of lemon or vanilla.
II IS said that Yankee can no morl
have s complete dinner without pie thar
an Indian can have a war dance without
paint and feathers. l want you to trv my
cranberry pie, which is most delicious /
you have nicely-hrowned, flaky crust.
Cranberry pie-Oue heaping cofee-cuE
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