The record-union., 1896-04-19

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made into a number of delicious lunch
con dishes that are better than its first
estate If for a company luncheon
when mushrooms are not thought an
extravaganza, cut the meat in thin
slices until you have about one pound.
Peel one small onion, cut it in very
thin slices, and brown it in two tea
spoonfuls of butter. Add tablespoon
full of flour and stir until free from
Jumps, and brown. Add two gills Of
white stock and a gill of liquor poured
from the mushrooms. When the sauce
is smooth and hot, lay in the slices of
veal; when they are heated through,
add half a pint of mushrooms cut in
slices, move to one side of the fire and
stir in slowly the beaten yolks of two
eggs. This dish may be prepared at
the table in a chafing-dish
Cold veal is also excellent cut in dice
as for salad and heated with asparagus
tips, canned or fresh. Boil two eggs
hard, mash the yolks and mix them
thoroughly with an ounce of butter.
Heat half a pint of milk, add the egg
and butter mixture, and when thor
oughly mixed add two cupfuls of veal
and one cupful OF asparagus. Season
to taste with salt and pepper and cook
four minutes.
White crepon is sometimes used for
robes for baby carriages. One seen is of
a fine silky quality of the crepon lined
with pale pink China silk and edged
with a frill of yellowish lace. The sur
face of the robe is scattered with small
rosebuds embroidered in pink silk
Mere American new women who have
never aspired to anything more original
than practicing law, medicine or lead
ing orchestras and the like, will fall
back abaShed before the achievements
of Mrs. Quong Wo, formerly of China
and now of an island in the Gulf of
Mexico.
Mrs. QUong Wo once lived in a state of
grass widowhood in China, while Mr.
Quong Wo sought his fortune in the
West. He found it in shrirnps among
the islands off the coast of louisiana
Dried shrimps he sent to China, and
large sums came back to him in return
for them. By and by he had accumu-
lated enough to enable him to send for
his wife. When she came and breathed
the air of liberty she was no longer con-
tent to sit within doors and brew tea or
do whatever the traditionally well-be-
haved Chinawoman does. She wanted
to go out and help Mr.. Quong Wo
snare the elusive shrimp, dry it in the
sun and finally ship it to China Her
hpC ho nd oiO1Jc1V nprn1jttpH hpr n do
these things. So it happened that when
he failed to return from one shrimping G
expedition, a tropical storm having
wrecked his boat, she was able to con-
tinue his business.
That was twenty years ago, and still
Mrs. Quong Wo is catching, drying and
exporting shrimps. She is rich woman.
She practically rules the island where
her home is. Many wooers have come
to her, but she has sent them all away
without offering them a share in the
shrimp business. She might go back to
China and live with all the pornp of a
mandarin, but she could not be the
power there that she is on her little
Gulf island. So there she stays.
A young lady of New York, who is
passionately fond of music and every
thing pertaining to it, has collection of
little silver musical instruments that
she has picked up abroad and which are
of considerable value, owing to the ex-
quiste workmanship of each piece
There is a grand piano about three
inches in length, miniature harp, q
tiny violin, a cello, flute, mandolin and
!, guitar.
, Another New York woman has a num-
Der of little silver models of old English
. coaches and carriages, which are dis
played on a plush-covered table in her
drawing room.
The craze for useless little silver orna-
ments, however. is on the wane, and the
English and Dutch manufa cturers of
'old silver" will have to start in and
try their hands at making some other
scrt of antiques.
The sun was shining brightly as a
woman with a raised umbrella wended
her way along the streets, seemingly
: oblivious to crisp atmosphere or wintry
sunshine. One woman, commenting
upon the peculiar spectacle, said II
wonder what on earth is the matter
with that woman?" Her companion
SAID: Maybe she mas water Oh the
: brain"
Madame of the recently acquired
, fortune-What sort of soup was that we
had at lunch at the Van Lorisheurs?
Mademoiselle-B Bouillon.
Madame-Bullion? Well, I call that
as wicked and extgavagant as that
heather queen that drank pearls in her
wine. And the soup tasted real ordi-
, nary. didn't it?
He-I confess that 1 do not compre-
hend you.
She (frigidly)-I thought 1 had made
myself perfectly plain.
He-Ah, But you couldn't do that,
: Alice.
Reconciliation follows.
A bureau cover, mats and tea-cloth
in a girls bedroom are of white linen,
embroidered with morning glory de-
sign, showing leaves, flowers, the long,
slender buds and tendrils. The edges
of each piece of work are in scallops
buttonholed with white silk. The flow
ers are in pale pink, veined both with
white and with dark garnet, and the
leaves are in shades of olive. AS the de-
sign is worked either one of the heart
shaped leaves or a flower alternates
with the scailops in the border. Such a
design is lovely for centerpiece and
| doilies. if the flowers are done in white
with pale pink or with dark veins.