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South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

1t must be a remote cause that does
not involve the Turks in war.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

The losses in this war appear to de
pend entirely on the source Of the
news.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

Some Americans are so fond Of a
scrap they wouldn't come home if
they could
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

The kings are moving to the front
row.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

Paris is preparing for another
siege. 1t may not come. but Paris
wants TO be ready.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-08-31

That last siXty-fiVe miles between
the Germans and Paris will be the
hardest part of the road.
|
Whoever may be taking the most
tricks the kaiser or his son seem to
be getting all the honors.
If Germany has repulsed the big
Russian army it only shows how well
prepared the kaiser was.
We still refuse to believe that Ger
man soldiers massacred helpless men.
women and children
Paris is preparing for another
siege. 1t may not come. but Paris
wants TO he ready.
Some Americans are so fond Of a
scrap they wouldn't come home if
they could.
The losses in this war appear to de
pend entirely on the source Of the
news.
1t must be a remote cause that does
not involve the Turks in war.
The kings are moving TO the front
row
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
SOCIAL CORNER POEM
Just Keen on Keepin' On

Just Keep on keepin' On IT the day looks kinder gloomy,
 An your chances kinder slins If the situations puzzlin,
 An the prospects awful gr1ms An perplexities keep pressin'
 Till all hope is nearly gone, JUS you bristle up and grit your teeth An keep on heepin' on. >F'Unin' never wins a fight,
 / .frettin' never pays; Ells.~ ain't no good of broodin' ID
 These pessiElistic ways Smile just kinder cheerfuliy
 When hope is nearly gone, An bristle ur an grit your teeth,
 Am keep cn keepin on. There ain't no use in growlin'
 Am grumblin' all the time, When rnusie's ringin' everywhere
 An'~ eyerythsng's a rhyme Eng keep on smilin' cheerfully /. If hope is nearly gone, .An' bristle up an grit your teeth,
 An' keep on keepin' on. S-Sent in by Balsam Fir So. Wind
 Lam, Maine.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
Yantic.

it is not too late to get barberries now.
 How are you, Auntie No. I? do not forget your kindness in the offer oc the slips of flowers. Wish I were near you; I should have some slips. I will send you the one I spoke Of when there is some strong slips. Do you know rve lost in some way your Sugar Cookie recipe.
 Barberry JeIiy-To four quarts bac- berries use two quarts tart apples; cook long time together till juice is we'll extracted from fruit, then press through a colander; then drip through a bag. Do not squeeze; allow one pound of sugar to each pint of juice: boil 20 minutes; do not add sugar till juice is hot. This is fine with meats, also between cream cake.
 Will also send in this new recipe for Mayonaise for Blue Monday salad, which will be good to serve Thanks giving day. Cut up some lively capers, add to them a. sauce made of the milk of human kindness thicken with praise, oil and spice to taste. When using the mayonaise always serve some fresh pearls of laughter with the salad If you find it impossible to ob- tain the fresh pearls use some that have been ,sundried for emergencies.
 Trusting you may all have a pleasant Thanksgiving, although I may run in before the turk is down.
 SWEET LAVENDER.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31

NEW MAYoNAIsE FOR THANKS. GIVING

Dear Editor and Social Cornerites. - say each week I must write The Cor ner, but time flies by so quickly that Wednesday comes and goes and no letter.
 What a beautiful fall we have had.
 I was sorry to learn of the death of our Brother Bromley. always en- joyed his writing. I never see a white biIsch but what I repeat some of the song, Where the Milk-White Birches Grow, written and sent in by him.
 I was also grieved when I read of the death of The Idler. I shall never forget her little story on The Town Clock. and others from her pen.
 believe some sister asked how to cock cereals. I think if you try thls way it will not be lumpy. For us two f cook in two cups of boiling water, half cup of the cereal; use double boil CT. Take two cups of boiling water from tea kettle. little salt, then gently stir in half CUE Of the foed till It ; thickens. then. cover; and think you will find it O. K .Tust. new am using the Ralston food, although we are fond of any. r
 How many of The Corner make Bar berry jeily.I made T number, of glasses of it Saturday. Will enclose recipe, as
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
HELPS 1-7 aoME DREssMARlae

Dear Editor and Sisters:-The sum- mer has gone like 9 dream. The warm days that made outdoor life so agree able and healthful have passed away, taking their blossoms and birds to other lands The pleasure resorts are being deserted and Friendships there formed perhaps for life. perhaps only for the passing season, are interrupt cd by the changing weather
 Now that We can no longer have the delights of summer we must find cur pleasures indoors with cherished companions. work and books. Yet nature has many chances in every 1casen and there are many things Tn woodland and mountain to interest us still if we love to study them and take their lessons to heart. This month % royal in color has given the artist and the poet many an inspiringg sub Ject and Lowell sings of October:
 EIo for the bending sheaves,
 Io for the crimson leaves
 Flaming in splendor.
 Seasons of ripened gold,
 Plenty in crib and fold,
 Skies with a depth untold,
 Liquid and tender.
 l wonder how many of the sisters are interested in studying up on the political issues of the day? Surely not one can fail to be, especially if she has a home and family I have
 
 number of working girls in cities who do not receive a living wage-frona eight to ten dollars week, some even less than the smaller sum nam ed, out of which food clothing and shelter must be paid for. How can girl live in that way? It seems to me those who do not take a vital interest in this question should not quote the Golden Rule or say the Lords prayer any more. One has only to read the newspapers to find the great and real cause of the white slave traffic. No law has yet been able to deal with the problem satisfac- torily, and so say women must take a hand in making new laws. A great many say the voting booth is not a, fit place for women of re- i ffnement nor is the jury room. What made them unfit? Simply the ab- sence of women of the right kind If they are not ft-for women, r object to my husband or sons going there, as by so doing they contaminate our home.
 Dear friendds, not only are we our 1 brother s skeeper, but our sisters keep 1 CT as well. Let us work with voice 1 and yote- for the salvation of these poor down-trodden girls of the cities for better conditions and living 1 wages. Let us uphold the single standard of morality. We should never claim that we are following the footsteps of the Master while we sii with folded hands and the satisfied ] ayowal that we can do nothing. Once
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31

and that was several weeks ago. Ha, ha, hal
 Although Ision't write. often.I do so enjoy every inch of The Social Cernsr page All the new writers are surety good; but what has become of Frank of Moosup. I trust her health is not so poor she cannot find time to write
 I trust Married and Happy is i'm proving and we shall soon hear from her again.
 I am wondering if Balsam Bud is 8 namesake of mine. I enjoy the talk between Crank and Dollie. Aunt Hester: Did you get my paper and the card I sent -you2 I sent them to Mystic, Conn
 Annette: How real your story of the Husking Bee was. How | should have loved to have been there. Aunt Juie: Your recipes were all o. K. Please send in some more. Rural Deiive cry: I trust you are not suffering with that horrid complaint rheumatism, so much so you cannot write.
 ,rheoda: Ever SO glad to know your vacation did you so much good. $. 4. A.: Where have you gone
 nave been looking for a letter from you for some. time. Please get busy. Have you moved from Laurel Hill, the
 reason you don't write2 1 Well. I must ring of for this time, with best wishes to all | BALSAai FIR. l South Windham, Me
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
GREETINGS FROM BLACK PANsy,

Dear Editor and Sisters: Because of sickness and death have not written for some time, but know by the many cards received that am not forgot ten and feel grateful to all for their kindness. Will answer all cards soon. Peggy Anne: Guess you think I am rather mean when you have sent so many cards, but one is on the way for you
 Theoda: Did you get the letter. I sent some time ago? Was not quite sure of the address.
 Paula: I got your card which was very nice of you to send me. Do I know you
 Samantha: tried to get you. on the phone some time ago, but you were out. Pictures received and valued highly. Many thanks.
 Hannah Who: I. haven't seen you and Samantha yet. Now have abu guessed me out? I meant to have t2ld you that day at camp, but my head was so confused. Let Mrs. B. know when you are coming so she can come too.
 Wish knew some nice recipes to send The Corner. but there are So many more capable sisters than I will close with Kind wishes to ali.
 BLACK PANSY.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
BRIGHT RAYS WAY OF KEEPING
 WELL.


 Dear Social Corner Sisters:I am more interested in The Corner every day, because I belong, before was
 C. F. $. You will have to guess again. There are a few large ash trees where I live. but not enough to make me move. have lived here a year, and it looks as if I would be here many more. am on the main road to Boston and Profidence.
 c. of C.: I never lived in Colches- ter, but have passed through on my way to Salem.
 Etta Barber: Your suggestions on wanted. I have made note of it to ters are always so useful and interest ing.
 Thanks to Betsey Bobbett, we eat oatmeal now without the humps. often wonder if any of the Sis ters live within driving distance, these lovely autumn days find me out and would like to call on some of The Cornerites.
 Trine says, Thoughts are things thoughts are forces the most and pow erfuI in the universe If we allow | ourselves to think anger and hatred our system is poisoned so mucll-ofter 1 it shows itself by a. dull headache. try so hard to have sunshinine thoughts so as to keep well; it is hart sometimes; but things that come hard est are the best
 Try the bright thoughts Sisters.
 BRIGHT RAY.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31

and his. affinity around the corner two blocks away.
 Not only the physical food but the spiritual food must be right to keep him from being a 1oafer, a drunk or a gay sLothario.
 It would be a good thing to let the husbands know their wives are clear sighted and level headed and know their rights and dare to maintain them; and how could this be better accomplished than by. our Social Cor
 ner talk. Ideal husbands and ideal
 wives, you know, are not the rule
 They are the exception.
 If I lived in town I should expect my husband to spend part of his evenings with me at home or elsewhere If he was q man who always found . reason for being out and leaving me at home, l should feel bound to know what the counter attraction was, and think it was my duty to find out. Husbands are careful about the tales they tell to wives who are look ways expected very much more than realized. I expect to be treated as . partner, not as Q hireling. SARAH INN TIGE.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
Deacon Gifford's Thanksgiving

The place around which our thoughts center at this time, is the old farm homestead of Deacon Hyron Clifford, situated well up in Grafton county, state of New Hampshire It was in many respects unlike hundreds of other homes scattered throughout New England, for 1t was hin farm sit uatsd in a, state noted for it's gran- deur and it's beauty, often called the Switzerland of America As one viewed the ever varying scenery of the White mountains to the north and the upper course of the Mer- rimac river as it threaded it's way towards the scuth. they could not re- national hymn, My Country 'Tis of Thee
 The large farmhouse was over one hundred years old %and was built by Hyrom's father, Squire Jacob Clifford. The large open fireplace and also the well sweep, and, old oaken bucket, were still in active service. Another pe- culiar thing was the Clifford family all had ofd-fashioned names, but this of course was quite proper for they had been handed down to posterity | for generations The oldest son, John Clifford, married his old schoolmate, Ruth Ann Jackson. and for five years had been following the pursuits of agriculture on a little farm up in Coos county. They had two children, Ruth and Jacob. twins.
 Hyrom Clifford Jr.. lived with his father and mother at home, as did
 also his sister Martha. Sarah was teaching the district school in town. Benjamin. the youngest son, was in Schenectady, N. Y, learning mechan- ical engineering. The last Thursday in November. the 29th, there was quite a depth Of snow on the ground, which made it seem like real winter. and it was fine sleigh ing.
 The time custom of holding Thanksgiving day services at Il a. m. was still observed and 1t was the strict rule of Deacon Clifford and as l many of his family as could, to att tend
 l The large three seated pung was 1 filled to it's capacity as the handsome pair of dapple gray horses drew the sled-load down to the village, church sleigh bells with their merry chimes
 also added to the spirit of the occa-
 sion. l It was i o'clock p. m. There had been much painstaking in preparing l the feast The turkey, chickens, spare
 rib and cranberries were all home pro- auctions.
 All were about to sit down when 1 there was a gentle knock at the door
 and a tall, smooth faced man walked
 right in It was Uncle Caleb, the
 bachelor and only brother of Hyrom
 l from Tacoma, Washington.
 | The four wishbones found after din
 ner were carefully laid where they
 would quickly dry, for future use 1T
 l the evening.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31

Someone suggested 1t would be a good time to ascertain weights, as there were some large balances in the back room.
 Deacon Gifford's turn came last of all Two hundred and twen- when rattle-to bang, came hook, steelyards, and Deacon Clifford. to the floor in a heap.
 .Dranlpa, .dess you ate too much dinner said little Jacob.L
 Yes. yes.'' said grandpa. as he scrambled to his feet, and all had hearty laugh over it.
 A short time later in the sitting room Uncle Caleb was telling some interesting stories of the great west, and the girls gave numerous selections on the piano.
 It was soon evening and chores done and the happy family once more gath cred around the fireside. The scene seems very honelike. indeed, as the senior brothers indulge in reniini- scences of other days. Others were interested in a game of finch,
 Rover, the farm dog. is lying stretch ed out on the mat, dreaming, we pre- sume, of happy hunting grounds.
 Tabby, the big brindle cat with fold ed feet and eyes shiit tight seemed dreaming too. as it reposed before the open fire
 The little twins were sitting up later than usual on this special occasion ano it was grandpa's suggestion that Ruth should recite the little piece she learned for children's day. All had to pay strict attention as she made her little bow and spoke: What can a little girl like me. Whose years is counted !oniy- three For Jesus really do Her heart can love. her lips can sing Her little hands can pennies bring, Her feet can follow, too!' Ruth got merited encore.
 .,Dess em wishbones are dry" spoke up little Jacob and they were brough forward.
 Jacob wished for a. Teddy bear Ruth for Q dolly that would open an6 close her eyes; John for a Ford auto Uncle Caleb said he wished he wa | a boy again, back on the old farm. Nothing was more enjoyed anon: | the evenings refreshments than wer the thin-shelled hickory nuts tha came from the shagbark tree down Il | the lower pasture.
 A little after 10 o'clock and all hal retired except Deacon Clifford, wh was still sitting in a muse, in tn | big rocker as the back log burned low | His large heart was yelling over wit thankfulness. not alone for the ooun tifuI harvest, but for health and con | tentment that had induced him to sta, 1 by the old home As man of praye he was also silently praying a praye I of praise and thanksgiving to the Give
 or All e10oo' JIM. 1 vapfic
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
TIMELY SUGGESTIONS FROM
 DIANA.

Dear Corner Sisters:@I gladly ex- tend my hand to all the new corners. Our Corner stretches and there is room for all
 I have enjoyed these Fall days; gag ing at the beautiful autumn foliage, which presents to me most beautiful picture. Just across the road is an orchard; where the bright red fruit is peeping out between the green leaves can see the green pines intersected with the red and golden hues of the bright leaves on the maple and oak trees. Beyond which, I can discern the elimmer of water, and in the distance the hills and mountain tops look as if they were one mass of gorgeous col ors.
 Within a few days many of the leaves have dropped, and soon the branches will be bare. The trees viii stand apparently dead or sleeping, when in reality, they are gaining vital ity, at their roots, and when the warm spring days come they will show signs of new life.
 Trees sseene trr mean emblem of the life of man. The tiny leaves in the spring mind one of bebies in their mothers arms. The buds show that youth is developing. and the blossoms, that the youth has passed on to man hood and womanhood, and are new ready to battle Fith life The fruit is the rewardsfor pTie,s work. and the Dr12nC 44edEeS .G6pF6SenD He at HS brightest when happiness predomin- ates. The failing leaves reminds one of death, and Of the passing away of our loved ones, one by one Many times in life the fruit of of1r labor is taken from us by failure and disappointments. We are like a, bare tree for we are bereft, seemingly of our courage and strength, but after a time of patient (sometimes impatient) wait ing; we regain our strength and cour- ages then like the trees awake from our apathy, and with renewed energy we endeavor to repair our losses We may be again and again shorn | of success, as the trees are of their leaves, but we, must press on for what is life, but one continuous struggle to reach the goal.
 What is tlle goal?
 It should be eternal life, but 1t is true that many of us live as if am bition, money, position, honor and sue cess was the chief aim of life. These attainments are pleasing and neces- sary,;, but we must realize that therezis more to strive for; if we would lead the life that our Heavenly Father in tended we should, when He placed us here on earth.
 A life, which although full of mis- takes will show that we have endeaS : ored to live to help, and to let our lives influence others. to believe that Gods care and watchful eye will guide us aEight- When our life work is ended. if we are deemed worthy of eternal l 1 life, we have fulfilled toisr Heavenly
 DIANA; ,11sanyHthw
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
THE. TRAINING OF CHILDREN.

Dear Social Cornerites: While at tending a mothers meeting recently one question put to the mothers was
 of all the virtues that you endeayor to impress upon the soul of your child
 which in your opinion returns the greatest amount of good"'
 Of course. this was very broad question and one that no mother could answer until she should take some time for consideration. In my opinion where a child has learned seIf-contro1 they have learned
 one of the worlds greatest lessons, and those lessons should in my opinion be-
 gin at infancy.
 How many times we will hear a
 mother say: When they grow older will teach them to do different" What a fatal mistake we mothers are mak- ing, for a habit once formed is most difficult to change.
 How many times we see children fly into rage, scream at the top ot ltheir voices, dance and spin around simply because they have been denied
 something their parents did not think
 would be for their good. Their en- ergy is then wasted, vitality lowered and it is some time before a child is 1 in normal condition again.
 | If the child is not taught to contFo himself, this same condition of affairs goes on year after year, until man hood is reached and then what takes place? He is unfit for any society | he cannot discuss an important ques- | ton without getting excited, he Is soor
 summed by yhisfellowmeTwho consid. ! CT him too arbitrary to waste any time with. His life has not been the sue. l cess 1t might have been had he bu | learned the virtue of. seR-control I would be glad to hear from othel | mothers on this subject, and thinl | these small debates instructive ts | AI- >--f-< n>.1 little children.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-10-31
SOME TESTED RECIPES.

Dear Editor and Social Corner Sis ters: Will you please let me step into The Corner and say a few words this lovely October morning. I am great iy interested in all the letters and have been much benefited by the many suggestions and recipes in The Cor ner. I will send in a few nice tested recipes:
 cake-One egg, one cup each of sweet milk and sugar, one-iialf cup of butter or thick cream; two level tea spoons of baking powder; flour to make a toIerably thick cake batter: a pinch of salt. and nutmeg or vanilla for favoring.
 Bread Pud6;ns-One quart grated bread crumbs. one quart sweet xmilx, yolks of three eggs, butter size of an egg, one-haf cup sugar. two. tea spoons baking powder. flavor to taste
 mix well together and bake; beat whites of the three eggs with three fourths cup powdered sugar. Cover the pudding with it and bake until a light brown. This is fine for dessert. Ccokies-One and one-haIf cups su- gar, one. cup butter, two-thirds cup sour cream, one teaspoon soda, one teaspoon baking powder. one-half grated nutmeg. three eggs and four to roll thin; sprinkle with sugar. l Egg.ess Cake-One cup each of su- gar and milk. one-half cup butter, four cups four. two heaping teaspoons l baking powder: flavor to taste, and l bake in loaf or layer cake. Use the l following filling: one pint milk, one I cup sugar. one egg, one tablespoon of flour: boil the milk. mix together the
 other ingredients and stir them into l the boiling milk. Stir until the mix 1 ture thickens: flavor to taste and
 spread on the cake when both are cool. | Potato OneIet-For every pint of
 mashed potato used add one egg, two
 tablespoons milk, and a pinch of salt; | fry fnf hot butter.
 | I will now bid you all good morning. AN ANCIENT. DAME.