Evening star., 1948-04-01
OATMEAL COOKIES.

l am sending IN my cookie recipe
for oatmeal cookies for Mrs. P. D
Arlington:
Oatmeal Cookies - Thoroughly
cream cup of shortening, l cur
brown sugar. cup white sugar. Ado
2 eggs (well beaten) and / tea.
spoon vanilla. Beat we'll. then ado
IL cups flour sifted with / tea.
spoon salt, l teaspoon soda. Stil
in II cup chopped nut meats. Stil
in about 3 cups quick quaker oats
Make in rolls and put in ice bo,
overnight. Then slice about 4 inct
thick, place on ungreased cookie
sheet, bake in moderate oven 1856
degrees) for about 10 minutes
This makes about five dozen. en-.
Joy the RICH very much, and always
read 1t.
Sf' REMOVING DESIGN.
from Mrs. N. B., Halside.)
To Mrs. P. M. A.: Tell her t
soak her embroidery pieces In kero.
sene for a while, then rinse oil out
as it will kill all suds in wash
Then wash as usual. This will take
| it out II 1t has not been set. hope
she has success.
FUR COAT SUMMER CARE;
RUG QUERY?
(Fron Mrs. r. M, Washington
Will some one kindly tell me how
to care for a fur coat at home this
summer?
I would also appreciate any in
formation about rugs made from old
ones and old clothing. Do you like
them?
THANK YOU" NOTE.
fFron, Mrs. S. l.. s., Falls Church. J
To R. F. B., Silver Spring: Thanks
so much for your information about
pantomimes. I have written to both
companies. and am waiting to re.
ceive the literature. I was so crate.
full to receive your reply and fee
confident it will be just the thing
OLD SONG.
(Fron1 Mrs. r. M, Bethesdd.)
hope this old song can appear
in the RCH for Mrs. w. E. B. OF
Gaithersburg in response to her
really touching comment on the
cheering value of old poems ano
songs to elderly people. She is
quite right when she says that we
younger ones should realize that
unless we die, We, too, shall one day
be old, and then perhaps we shall
regret our earlier lack of sympathy
and understanding.
This old song was mentioned ir
the life of Sarah Hale, the editor o1
Godey's Ladies Book, which I reae
several years ago, and I was de.
lighted to find it there as I car
remember my mother singing i
when I was very small. It was 6
pretty old song even then, for il
was written in 1850. Here 1t is:
SHE WORE WREATH OF ROSES.
she wore % syre wreath Of roses the nigh
curls Of Jet.
Her footsteps e had the liEhtness, her voie
where sorrow was unknown.
saw her bus moment. but methink
With a, wreath Of summer flowers upo,
| her snowy brow.
A wreath of orange blossoms, when mex
We met she wore:
The expression Of her features was NOR
And standing BY her side was one VIII
| strove, and not in vain,
To soothe her leaving that dear hom
she ne'er might see again.
| I saw her but a moment, but methink
With q wreath Of orange blossoms upol
her snowy brow.
And once again see that face, no brida
| wreath is there;
luxuriant hair.
She weeps in silent solitude and ther
is no one near
wipe away her tear.
1 saw her. broken-hearted; but methink
With /. wreath Of summer flowers upol
her snowy brow.
am quoting this from memory
but I think it is accurate, and
hope Mrs. w. E, B. enjoys it.
| X 4 II X
TWENTY YEARS AGO"
| From Mr.. E. C. H., Brentwood
| The four lines requested by Mrs
w. E. B. Of Gaithersburg are a
follows:
I visited the old churchyard and too
some flowers. to strow
Upon the graves of those We loved som
| twenty years ago.
In addition I find the following
lines:
Some are in the churchyard laid, som
| sleep beneath the sea,
And none are left Of our old elias
| excepting you and me:
But when our time shall come. Tom. an
| We are called to 70,
y hope We meet with those We loved som
twenty years ago.
n
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT.
Information and requests sent
IN bK the follosoing hare been