WILLAMETTE TABMER;' SALEM, OREGON, DECEMBER 19, 1884. t jt oti(t frde. una HAitnioT t. clarke, editor avi. Fall w ell I know the frozen hand has come, That amitcs tha eongs of groves and gardens dumb, And chills sad autumn's last chrysanthemum Yet would I find ono blossom, If I might, Ero tho dark loom that weaves tho robe of whito Hides all tho wrecks of summer out of sight, Sometimes in dim December's narrowing day. When all tho season's prido has passed away, As mid blsckcnod stems and leaves wo stray. Wo spy tho sholtprod nook or rocky cleft A starry disk tho hurrying winds have left, Of all its blooming sisterhood bereft ; Somo pansy, with its wondering baby eyes Poor.waysldo nursling fixed in blank surprito At tho rough welcome of unfrlondly skies. Or golden daisy will it daro disclaim 'Tho lion's tooth, to wear this gontlo name? Or blood red saliva, with its lips aflamo. Tho storms Iiavo stripped tho lily and tho roso, Still on its cheek tho flush of summer crows, And alt its hoart loaves kindlo as it blows. So had I looked somo bud or song to find Tho careless buds of autumn left behind, With theso of earlier season's growth to bind. Ah mel my skies aro dark with s'udden grief, A flower lies faded on my garnered sheaf ; Yet let the sunshino gild this virgin leaf Tho joyous, blessed sunthino of tho past, Still with mo, though tho heavens aro over cast Tho light that shines whllo lifo and memory last. Go, pictured rhyincs.for loving readers meant, Bring back tho smiles your jocund morning lent, And warm their hearts with sunbeams yet unspent. Otiitr II'. Jfolmts. THE BEST YEAST Thnt wo linvo fonnd in thirty years of oxporienco in broad-making, wo givo be low. It may bo that our roadors nro familiar with it, but is now with tlio writer : 1'ecl nnd grato rnw two largo potatoes into n pan, tako us much sugar us tho band will grasp, tho sntno of Bait, thou pour boiling water on till it is rathor thin; when cooked off sufficiently so as not to scnld, put in n fow spoonfuls of livoly hop yeast and lot it rise, thon set away in a cool place. This yeast will keep two weeks in cool weather, and can onsily bo rcnowod by grating potatoes ngnin, always saving a littlo of tho old yeast to start it with. This eavos so much trouble, ns in tho old process of boiling and straining hops nnd fussing ns wo used to do. It sooms to us as it wo could return tlinnka for "our daily bread" nnd not consider it a burden any longer to prcparo it. This yeast is quick to riso, nnd it good bowlful of it will not rnako tho bread taato of hops but rather help to keep it moist. Au.vr Hetty. About Recipes. Wo generally, or nenrly always, try a rccipo beforo giving it to our friends, but wo must ask tho pardon of ,thoso who triod to "can corn" from our advico. Wo aro pnrtial to corn, and noticing an nrticlo in nn oxchango on that subject, wo copiod it. Wo had no corn and could not try it. Wo foar somo of our good housokcopcrs havo tried it, at least wo hear of ono lady who lost corn and bot tles too ; after this wo shall bo moro careful. But thorn is ono thing wo aro assured of by experience, and that ia that tin cans aro surer to keep woll than glass bottles. Our littlo frionds writo us many let ters, and wo nro glad to gt them, but wo notico somo names whom wo know nro not taking tho pnpor. If parents liko to sco lottora written by their chil dren they should subscribe for HioFaii mek. It cosU money to run a newspaper, nnd wo must draw tho lino somewhere. Hereafter all letters written and sent to us by children whoso parents do not tako. tho paper will bo excluded. The Art of Conversation. McCoy, Or., Dec. 1, 1884. Editor Home Circle t Any ono who has tho art of cpuverea tion can enter into a social circle any where How ovory ono's face brightens nt bis entrance; how soon ho sets all tho littlo wheels in motion, encouraging tho resources of tho reserved and shy, subsi dizing tho facile, and making everybody glad and happy. A tnlont for conversa tion has an extraordinary value for com mon every day life. To converse woll is not to engross tho conversation, it is not necessary to talk with very great brilli ancy ; a person may talk with such sur passing power as to uwo the reel of tho company into silence or excito their onvy, and so produco a chill where bis aim should bo to produce sunshine; he should seek tho art of making others feel at homo with him, so that no matter how, great may bo his attainments or rep utation, r how email may bo theirs, they .find it inBonsibly ju6t as natural and pleasant talking to him as hearing him talk. Tho talent for conversation moro than anything cleo requires tact and discretion. It requires ono to havomoro varied knowledge, and to havo it at in stant and absolute disposal, bo that ho can U80 just ns much or just as littlo ns tho occasion domands ; it requires tho ability to pass instantly, nnd with case, from tho playful "to tho serious, from books to men, and from moro phraso of courtesy to tho expression of Bontiment nnd passion. L. C. CHOICE RECIPES. Snow For Dcsort. A quart of rich milk, four good tablcspoonfula of corn starch, whites of four oggs, a cup of powdered sugar, n spoonful of buttor, lemon or vanilla nnd a littlo salt. Bring tho milk to n boil, stir in tho starch which has been wet up to u thin pasts with a littlo cold milk, cook until it thickens, add sugar (careful not to burn bottom of dish), draw to tho back of tho range, stir all tho time, lot stand flvo minutes longer, turn out and beat in tho butter. Stir occasionally until cold, then beat in whites, which should bo whipped to a stitT froth, flavor, turn into a wet mold nnd set in a cool place. Make tho day beforo you wish it. Friod Oabbago. Out tho cabbago very lino on n slaw cuttor, if possiblo ; salt nnd peppor, stir woll and lot stand flvo mines. Havo an iron kcttlo smok ing hot, drop ono tablospoonful of lnrd into it, then tho cabbage, stirring briskly until quito tender; send to tnblo imtno diatoly. An agrccnblo change is to put one-half n cup of svect orcam nnd thrco tablespoon fuls vinegar tho vinogar added nftor tho cream- has been well stirred into tho cabbogo and nf tcr taken from tho stove. "When properly dono an invalid can cat it without injury, nnd thoro is no offonsivo odor from cooking. To Stop tho Flow of Wood. House keepers, merchants nnd others, in hand ling knives, tools nnd othor sharp instru ments, vory frequently rccoivo sovcro cuts, from which blood flows profueoly, nnd oftentimes endangers lifo itself. Blood may bo mado to ccaso flowing ns follows: Tako tho' dust of tea, nt all times ncccssiblo nnd easily obtained, nnd bind itcloso to tho wound. After tho blood has censed to flow laudanum may bo ndvantagoously applied to tho wound. Duo regard to theso instructions would snvo much agitation of mind while run ning for tho surgeon. Baking Boots. Ono of thn most sat isfactory wnyH to cook boots is to bako them. When boilod, oven if their jackets nro loft on n great deal of tho best part of tho beat is dissolved, and so is lost It will, of courso, tako n littlo longer to bako than to boil them, but this is no objection. Allow from fif Icon to twenty minutes longor for baking; slico them nnd Bcason as you would if thoy woro boiled. Ono pleasing way to sorvo them is to chop thorn fine after thoy aro cooked, nnd season with pepper, salt and buttor. Turnips nro nico nlso served in this way. A Fino Omolet. Ono of tho best omo- lcts wo havo over eaten, is mado nftor Cntherino Owon's recipo: Tako tho crumbs of a slico of broad, soak it in hot milk (cold will do, but hot is better), leat up tho whites of four oggs to a high froth ; mix tho bread with all tho milk it will absorb, no more, into a pu)to, add tho yolks of eggs with a littlo salt, sot tho pan on tho firo with an ounco of but ter. Lot it got vory hot, then mix tho whites of eggs with tho yolka nnd bread lightly, pour in tho pan,andmovo about for n minute ; if tho oven is hot when tho omelet is brown underneath, set tho pan in tho oven for flvo minutes, or until tho top is sot; then doublo half over and serve. The advantage of thi omelet is that it keeps plump and ten der till cold, so thnt flvo minutes of waiting docs not turn it into leather, tho great objection to omelect gonerally. Dried Bhubarb. Last year I dried somo rhubarb and found it vory nico for making pies or sauco during tho winter. It keops its fresh, original tnsto bettor than any dried fruit. Trepan1 tho sanio ns for pies, by peeling tho stalks and cut ting into pieces an inch long. Spread it on plates, not pans, nnd placo in n warm ovon. It should dry quickly nnd thon bo put away in paper bags, I generally let tho plates containing tho rhubarb sot on n sido table during tho morning whilo I am using tho stove, and placo it in tho stovo when it begins to cool after dinner. The Sonato is considering tho admis sion of Dakota. THE SNOW.-A PARODY. BV MINT110B.V, A SALBtt l'OKT. Oh, the snowl tho snowl tho beautiful snow I Lighting tho earth with a heavenly glow ; Covering the graund fram tha spado aud hoe, Not psrmitting farmers toplow,harroworsow; Slowly It comes whirling Drizzling and curling, Down from tho ky Dawn from tho clouds that go floating by. Oh, trhatasuaw, what a snow, such a snow! Is tho cry wo hoar from this world bolow; The farusr smiles and says, "wheat's under tha snow;" For avtry wriaklo of caro ia swopt from his brow. Jlurrahl hurrah! hurrah for tha beautiful snowl For it will givo us good harvest and bams full, you know ; It gives us the mcaus for tho hungry to feed; It gives us tho power to help all in need: Tha widow and her weeds Tho orphan's Qod sposd For tho farmer will pray That God pour on him rich blessings each day. And but for tho farmer, his plow and tho snow, Great cities without our flour would stand no show; Vessels would rot as at our wharves thoy lay But snow is tho King of tho country to-day, A CHRISTMAS VIOLET. I1Y CIIA1U.ES 1I0WAI1I) HIIINK. Thrco o'clock in tho afternoon it was, nnd tho snow lay Bovoral inches deep on tho ground in tho city of Baltimore. A young man wnlkod briskly up F.utnw street, and pickod his way carofully across tho open end of tho market-place on Lexington. It was a busy sccno ; for nil day long tho markothnd been crowd ed, and largo carts wcro backod up to tho pnvemont for two blocks, nnd tho sidownlks wcro lined with dolors in fruits, flowcrs,nnd kniok-knnoks of every imagin- nblo description. Along tho great mar kot building, for hundreds of feet, tho thrco aisles woro woll filled, nnd, in fact crowded with venders arranging their stands for tho ovoning, nnd with pur chasers carrying baskets and bundles. Tho young man was tall and slender, nnd a brown tilstor camo nenrly to his hcols. About him bright Christmas berries nnd ovcrgrcons wcro piled in great hoaps, and tho gnily decorated stalls boro kindly ovidonco that tho blessed soason of mirth and jubilee was nt hand. Portly nnd jolly merchants, on tours of Inspection, thumped tho fat turkoys nnd chaffed tho boys who kept tho fruit stand, nnd dcclnrcd that it was no market at all, nnd ended by ordering half n cart load of eatables and greenery. Littlo children camo nlong beaming, with their ono cont for a stick of Infl'y, their two conts for a bannana, nnd off with seomingly tho world in thoir clasp. Evorywhero laughter, ovciywhoro happi ness excopt in tho faco of this tnll young man, Doan by name, who looked snd nnd tired, nnd troubled in spirit. Ferhnps his thoughts woro miles awny, with thoso ho loved most ; perhaps, and this is most likely, ho was brooding in silenco over somo deep and lonely nnd unsycaknblo griof, for upon thoso ho mot there foil n hush of recognition and sympathy. Across nil thnt noisy nnd and merry mnrkot-placo it was as if a sorrowful, sufForing brother-mortal had passed, and men with their burden step ped nsido, nnd oven tho peanut lnds for bore to urgo thoir wares upon Dean, musing ns ho walked, lonely ns Dnntoiu tho streets of Floronco. Yet, ns ho passed tho lxiwor stand, half wny ncross tho market, tho black-robed window, who had kopt it sinco Oottysbnrg, led by an impulsoshonovor could quitocxplnin, picked up a cluster of violets, nnd hold them forth without n word, not that sho wishod to urgo him to buy, but would ho not wish to bco them? Hot-houso violets thoy were, lnrgo, pale, and fra grant; tivolvo flowers wero in thoclustor, bound up with their own peltate leaves, and twenty-fi vo cents was tho prico nt thnt season. Tho tall "young man rememborcd Christmas Violets in n far oil city, built upon tho hills of u wind-swept peninsula, whero iivo cents for a cluster ns largo as your two hands could hold was nil thoy cost. Ho pausod, and looked gravely down, i-oeing the plain pino table, tho modest array of flowers upon it, tho widow's fadod garments and black shawl, tho nalo nnd oldorly faco, win ning becauso of its sorcnity, tho violets faintly suffusing tho wintry nir with fragrance Ho drew his hands from tho deep pockets of Jim ulster, laid n silvor quartor in tho flower-womnn'H pnlm,nnd took tho violets. "So violets still bloom in tho world? I am glad you had them for mo," ho said to tho flowor-scllcr, and thrust tho boquet deep down into his pocket us ho wont on, rolnpsing into the samo moditativo mood ami troubled reverie, Ho reached the corner of tho market place, whoro tho streets cross. Tho sky was overcast, aud gusts of wind began to sweop across tho city, and n fow largo flakes of snow fell. Dean had again forgotten about his surroundings, ho stood somowhat apart from tho crowd, and looked far westward, toward tho sinking sun, caring past miles of brick, and bluo hills, and low fringes of pines, sad-eyed, silent, earnest. A pair of littlo bands clutched his ulstor fast, and pulled it violently. A child's clear voico rnug in his cars, and drow his thoughts suddenly back to tho nocxls nnd tho duties of this everyday world. Yet, tho voico wns only nn innrticulnto cry. Looking down, bo saw n bonnio littlo maiden by his side, pulling his ulstor, and sobbing between her slow and troubled words. "Hcnse, sirt 0, sir doy't know whero I am." Gently smiling down upon hor, ho put his hand over lier's with a strong, re assuring clasp. "Nover mind, littlo one, you nro nil right now. And do you know whero you would liko to bo?" "I want to e.o home," said tho winsomo mnidon, decisively, lifting her tenr-stnin-cd face, and shyly, yet willingly, trans ferring her grasp from tho ulster to tho friendly hnnd. "But toll mo, whero is home, bright oyed littlo Miss Blue-howl? Wo can find tho way, I urn sure" "It's on Edmonson Avenue," tho child replied. "Wo haven't lived there vory long, nnd so I got lost." Tho graceful mouth begun to quiver nt tho recolloction. "01 that is real easy to And. Como along, Christmas-berry Lady, and seo if wo don't havo a surpriso party." Thoy wont nlong tho street, sido by side, nnd nlmost gleeful, for tho child had forgotten her dread, and Dean found plcasuro in her merry talk. "What n confiding littlo puss it is," ho thought, "So Alico is your namo?" ho said. "Now I think that Ncmophiia would havo suited you bettor, or pansio, If that iB too long. But whatisyourpot nnmo? What does your fathor call you?" "Somotimcs ho says "Minx" uud now nnd thon "Blossom." Mothor says I nm nn awful enso, nnd I "sposo I am." Sho informed him, by degrees, that her wholo namo was Alico Morritt, that sho was six years old, and wns going to bo sont to school pretty soon; blither mothor had taught her at homo. Sho explained Hint sho had gono to piny with a ncighbor'H littlo girl on another Btreot, nnd had followed n company of soldiora "to seo them march." nnd thon, taking tho wrong turn, had found licrsolf in a strange region. Then, na sho said: "I just walked, and walked, and walk ed, ever!), ovor'n, so far. And pcoplo kept goin,' nnd goin by, nnd novor onco ii'-looking at mo. And I snld : '0. denr mo, whatever shall I dol' And then I spoko to a big mnu, but maybo ho didn't know what I wanted, for ho walked right nlong. Thon I didn't know what in tho world to do. And I thought maybo Qod know, so I said : 'Dear God, plonso don't let mo stny lost: nnd I tried to think what littlo girls did when thoy didn't know tho way. Then I wnlkcd BOiuo moro, nnd got dreadful tirod." Sho looked up in Dean's faco with bright and trustful eyes. "Then I saw you coming, nnd I looked nil ovor you ; nnd ran nnd caught hold of your coat. It just Boomed ns if I couldn't boar to be lost nny longer." Tho child's Bimplo words touched Dean's henrt doopfy: "Children, nnd birds, and flowers," ho said. "What clso in nil tho world is it worth whilo to trust?" Suddenly ho remembered Ibo long forgottou cluster of violets, and drow them forth from tho deep pookot. "Hero, Lilly-Mnidcn, thoso nro posios for you," ho snid, holding them out for tho tiny brown hands to clasp. Tho child's faco shono with such do light that tho Btoutest old misanthrope would have melted nt tho vision. She was u born llower-Iovor, that was ovidont ; and Dean, looking down in tho solt, clear eyes, thought to himself: How sho will rovol in tho fairest and costliest of roses, n dozen yct.rs or so, from now, when sho sits gloriomly nt tho opera! Oil, littlo maiden, may you ovor keep tha frosh heart of your childhood. "Do you liko thorn, Midget?" h- mid, smiling upon hor. "Flowers art) so comfor'ble," sho ro Bponded gravely, Biiillliug contentedly and rapturously at the lilac-blue blbsnoms. "And now, you shy Marjorie, don't you want somo candy?" Sho thought that this must menu go ing into n store, nnd consequent dolny in their progress. "No, sir; I want to go homo," with u littlo flutter of tho ocnsitivo throat "Wu'ro going thoro ns fast as wo possiblo -1111. I'oko your hand down in my pocket, nnd bco what you And." "Mothor says for mo never to put my hand in grown up folk's pockets," respon ,for Infants OnstorlnpromotftsIlgeHtIoii and uwrcoinuu l-lutulency, Coiuitipa tion, Sour Stomach, Diarrhcca, and Fovurishnettg. It insures health and nuturnl sleep, without morphine. ' Castoria la tn well adapted to Children that I rximm'iil lto4fui-rior Uioiiy pn-McripUon Imowntoine." IL A. AkcuiK, M. !., tfl Portland Ave., Urooklrn, N. Y. If: VI t hi CENTAUR LINIMENT-an tlsm, Hpreins, IJurns, Galls, &c. Tlio most Powerful and Pene trating Pals-relieving ad Healing Remedy known to man. ded tho witch, with gravely sovcro nnd asionisncu tone. "Yes, thnt's exactly right, of course," said tho much abashed young man, trying desperately to rccovor lost ground. "But jitBt feel outside of my pockot: what nro thoso thrco lumps nwny down insido?" "Candy," said tho interested mnidon, demurely positive "Now I'll flsh it up, nnd you shall oat it. Pretty littlo Cclostino, a blnck-oyod beauty of about your size, put somo candy down in my pocket, away last week, and I had forgotten nil nbout it, or I should havo given it away long ago. But it stnid thoro for you, don't you seo?" "How nico things happen," said sho n niinuto later, waving her violets nnd munching hor candy. Thon thoy reached tho comor of Kdmonsou Avenue, after mnny turns nnd angles, nnd Baw tho gray church wnlls in tho block beyond. Then, suddenly, tho end of tho story cnino; for tho moment thnt. tho frank nnd ongor littlo mnidon saw tho street sho recogniz ed its peculiar nspect. Sho pulled her hand from tho tnll young mnirs friondly clasp ;b1io looked swiftly into his faco with tho briglicstsmilcs. "Oh, I know whom I nm now," sho cried, "I know whoro I nm now. You needn't go nuy furtbor with me, sir. Thank you, Bir ; good-by, sir ; good-by." Klin ran tin tlin ntivof nanntwliui Mm stops of on unassuming cottage, nnd wnvcti nor unnu in gay larowoll, whilo Denn swung his hat with boyish onthusinsm. nnd Inn Ma lintunu.nnt smiling ns ho went. So chcorful, indeed,' wiiHiiu, wini tireti nnu cuscouragcu pcoplo took. now henrt of fntn fmm Vila ,.nnfnl liojHjful glanco. Tho touch of a child'n littlo hnnd Btill lingered in hist tho tones of n child's troubled npjicnl rang in bis cam; tho memory of her beautiful trust fulness lay dcop in his soul. When Denn reached homo ho fouud in Iub ulstor pocket a brokon violet, solo rolio of tho cluster that dainty littlo Alico had enrriod with hor. Ho looked nt it long, Btniling nnd glad. "This shall bomvmomonto or vnn. wnvivnnl u.itsi,ii ho Bind, nnd wrote her namo and tho uaio on n slip of pnpor, nnd sealed tho violet up in a small envelope, nnd put it in among his treasures. For, somehow, llowors hud accentuated all tho omotiona of his lifo; had como to him iih moa Bongera in times of deopost joy nmft( holiest sorrow, nnd of inexpressible disaster. Dnrk-stnincd English Wnll-, flowers from nCypross-wnllcd.Tamnrisk-guarded grnvo near a peaceful Bea; pnnsics of purple am gold from a cot tngo garden in a mountain valley noar flashing rivorH and wild catnracts, nnd gloaming, Btiow-clnd mountains; Whito lilies from n churchyard's saintly quiet; a rod roso bud from tho trembling heart of fiomo lost droamlnnd such blossoms ns thoso wcro among Dean's memorials, and in such company ho frail violot was received. And did ho novor bco Alico again, nover visit tho charming child at hor homo? Ah, no! for Dean wns wiso with many a hard-bought experience. Wns it not better that thoy should always ro mombor each othorntthoirbest? Should 1U1V ftlttlrti !( nllnu-nl trt nine Hut ini-. fectnessof tho idyl? Liko Lnmb, musing vf.ui nm lllllllll'UUim, illlLI), 17L'nil whisporcd aof tly, "Better so, bettor so." The "Oocox WUdo" Pen-Wlpsr. Tako somo picccB of yollow silk or flannel ; cut out tho loaves of tho un dowered, flftoon in iiumbor. Thcho nro to Ira workod on tho edgo in buttoiiholo stitch with yollow enlbroidory silk. Attach these, when worked, to n cantor piece of brown silk, mid this piece till in with Fronch knots, worked clocely to gether, and dono in n reddish brown crowol, to form tho contro of tho flower. Cut somo pieces of brown cloth or flan nel, and no'oh tho edges. Theso aro to bo fattened to tho bnok of tlio flower, and Horvn for tho real pouwijier. Brown ribbon, uu inch wido, is sewed to tho pon-wipor, botweon tho flowor-frout nnd tho loaves nt back. Tio in n bow, and hang near tho writing-desk. A Lifo Bavins Present. Mr.M. K.Allison, Hutchinson, Kin i Saved his lifo by a simple Trial Dottle nf Dr. King's New Discovery, for Consumption, which cam. o 1 him to procure a lrn Lottie, that com pletcly cured him, when Doctors, ohaugo of climate and "verythlng olso had filled. Asth ma, Hronchltii, Hoarsenrro 3 vri Coughs, and nllLuiid Diseases, it la nu-iuiitttd tooure. Trial bottles freo at Port fc Son's drug store. Large sie $1, 1 and Children. What circa our Children rosy cheeks, What curt their fevers, nrosy .maii t them alern : Iwnt 'TIS UIU! When habU-s fret anil cry hy turns. What curt-tt thvlr colic, kUU thrlr worms, Hut Cmtorliu What quickly currs Constipation, Bout Btoniocli, Colds, InOJvtitloo, JlutCiutorl. Farewell then to Morphtao Hrrupti, Castor Oil ami t'ort-furlc, anil JfollCastorlat absolute euro for Kheunia-