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$ (éééfifi €666€€fi€€€¢¢€6€€@ “ About the ....liousc i l l mobpaabbbaoyoifibb» "I SUMMER SHORTCAKES. Banana Shortcakeâ€"Two cuprIs of flour, one large teaspoonful of bak- ing powder, two tablespoonfuls of creamed butter, a pinch of salt, and sufficient milk to make a (loft dough. Roll out in two thin layers, and spread butter between, so they can be separated without cutting after baking. Iiake in a quick oven, split, butter generously, and spread be- tween the layers and over the top the following filling: Grate the peel of half an orange and use with the pulp of two oranges, rub five ripe bananas through a sieve, add the orange and one cupful of sugar, then stir in one half cupful of thick cream sweetened and whipped. Serve cold. Peach Shortcakesâ€"Into two cup- fuls of flour sift four level teaspoon- fuls of bakingâ€"powder and one salt- spoonful of salt. Mix into it two tablespoonfuls of butter and one of sugar. Add sufficient Scht milk to make into a smooth dough, roll out in two layers, butter, and bake in one pan. When done, remove, and butter well the under crust. Spread with peach'es that have been sprinâ€" kled generously with sugar, and place on the upper crust. Cover “it with peaches, and cover the whole top with whipped cream sweetened and flavored with orange. Cherry Shortcakeâ€"~Make a soft dough of four cupfuls of sifted flour, two teaspoonfuls of baking-powder, one teaspoonful of salt and four teaâ€" spoonfuls of butter. Mix with milk. Cook in two layers buttered. brown, remove from the oven, but- ter again, spread the bottom layer with cherries that have been stoned and sweetened, put on the top crust, and cover with fruit. Serve with whipped cream. Quickly Made Shortcakeâ€"Sift two teaspoonfuls of baking~powder and one teaspoonful of salt into one quart of flour. Rub into this three tablespoonfuls of butter. Mix into a soft dough with milk, roll into a large sheet, bake in a quick oven, split, and spread each half with but- ter. Over the bottom layer spread a covering of any kind of fruit prev ferred, cover the top in the same way, and sprinkle with pulverized sugar. Rhubard Shortcakeâ€"One pint of flour, two feaspoonfuls of baking- powder, one teaspoonful of salt, two tablespoonfuls of creamed butter. Make this into a soft dough. Bake in two layers, butter, spread with stewed rhubarb which has been sweetened and flavored with lemon, sprinkle over with sugar. add the top, and arrange in the same way. Cover with whipped cream, and dot over with current jelly. SELECTED RECIPES. Currant Ice Cream~Pick over and steam two quarts of rip red cur- rauts, mash, add one pound of sugar, and let stand for two hours, then strain; if not too sweet add more sugar. Scald and cool one quart rich cream. l’ack the freezer, pour in the cream, turn slowly for a few minutes until quite cold; add the sweztened currant juice and freeze as usual. Corn Puddingâ€"Score and scrape from the cob one pint of corn. Cream one tablespoonful of flour, one teaâ€" spoon of salt, and oneâ€"quarter of a teaspoon of pepper. Stir in slowly one cup of milk, then turn into the corn. Add the beaten yolks of three eggs, then the whites beaten to a still froth. Turn into a shallow bakâ€" ing dish well buttered and bake for twenty minutes in a quick oven. Old-Time Blackberry Pickleisâ€" solve 3 lbs. brown sugar -'in 1 pint vinegar. Add 9 lbs. sound, ripe blackberries. Cook with -this mix- ture a bag containing 1’ tablespoon. each of cinnamon, allspice and clove. When the berries are well done, skim them out and place in a jar. Iloil the remaining liquor until it is syrupy and then pour it over the berries while hot. Keep in a covered jar. w Berry Muffinsâ€"Mix ‘7 4-! cups sifted flour, 45» teaspoon salt and 2 rounded. teaspoons baking powder. Cream f cup butter ~,witli 1.; cup sugar, add well beaten yol‘k of 1 egg, 1 cup milk the flour mixture and white of egg beaten stiff. Stir in carefully 1 heap- ed up cup of blueberries which have been picked over, rinsed, dried and rolled in flour. Bake in muffin pans 20 minutes. To Can Cornâ€"Cut the corn from cob, add salt to taste, then press into jars and put on rubbers. Put on lids, but not tight till cooked. Set jars" in kettle of cold water and set lees macs ’ Those who are galnlng flesh / and strength by regular treat~ I ment with Scott’s Emulsion sho uld continue the treatment In hot weather: smaller dose anda llttle cool milk with It Will do away with any oblectlon whlch ls attached to fatty proâ€" ducts durlng the heated season. Send for free sample. SCOTT & BOWNE, Chsmfsts. Toronto, Ontario. 50:. and $1.00; all dmggisu. When ' l i l y i proves its appearance and makes she gave of visible. 'Can not go wrong. -He said. ~â€" lon the. stove and boil for an hour. lle sure to put something around the jars so they will not touch; an old cloth will do or perhaps better some, straw placed under and between the jars. When Cooked screw down the lids and put in a dark, cool place. Currant Catsupâ€"To 3 qts. ripe curâ€" rants add 3 pts. sugar, 1 pt. vine- gar, 1 tablespoon each cinnamon, cloves, black pepper and allspice. Add, when nearly done, % tablespoon salt. lloil together about 30 minâ€" utes. Spiced Currantsâ€"To every 3 lbs. Currants add 2 lbs. sugar, pt. vin- egar. 1 tablespoon cinnamon, ’i tableâ€" spoon edch cloves and pepper and a pinch of salt. Boil about 20 minâ€" utes. IIOU SICHOLD HINTS. Hot. water should never be poured over roast beef for gravy. The waâ€" ter ruins the flavor of the meat and soddens it. Articles made of brass may be kept bright and free from tarnish if you will coVer them with a thin coat of varnish made of colorless shellac and alcohol, which may be procured at. any drug store. Caneâ€"seated chairs can he furbished up by washing the cane with warm water on both sides and then put- ting them out in the air on a sunny day to dry. This treatment not only adds to the cleanliness of the cane, but it causes it to tauten, which im- it more wear-resisting. If when ironing a, curtain you dis- cover a hole in it, take a piece of the best part of an old curtain, a little larger than the hole, and dip the edges in cold starch. ’l'hen place it over the hole, and afterwards iron over it. To Clear 3. House of Beetlesâ€"Take a pound of powdered borax and put it into a tin with a perforated lid. Next dust the borax lightly over the floor, on the walls, and into cup- boardsâ€"everywhere, in fact, Where the pests are foundâ€"and they will soon disappear. An excellent boot-polish can be made by mixing ordinary cake-black- ing with milk. This renders leather soft and pliable, and gives a beautiâ€" ful polish. To Distinguish Cotton from Linen. â€"To distinguish cotton from linen when you are choosing handkerchiefs, moisten the tip of a. finger and place it on the handkerchief. If it is wet through at once it is linen, but if cotton be present in its manufacture it will take some seconds to pene- trate the threads. In linen the threads are less even than in cotton. â€"_â€"....+â€"â€"â€" HER .INSPIRATION YET LIVES Wellâ€"known Writer’s Reference to His Wife’s Death. Jacob A. Riis, well known as a frequent contributor to the pages of the New York Outlook, recently had the misfortune to lose his wife. Since then he has been overwhelmed with messages of sympathy from Outlook readers. Ilis reply to these mes sages. published in a recent number of the Outlook, is one of the most beautiful things we have ever read. "So many friends have written to me and mine words of love and sym- pathy and of tender appreciation of her whom every one loved, as truly lier full heart to all ‘xod's children that I am,” says Mr. litiiS, “constrained to ask you for space to thank them here, since to write to them all in reply is not posâ€" I do thank them from the bottom of my heart, for myself and for my children. It does help to feel that we are kin, and that brothâ€" erly love is not a phrase but a warm and throbbing fact. “They ask, many of them, what am I going to do now that she who was my inspiration of it all is gone? But she is not gone. If in my soul I be- lieved that, I should be desolate inâ€" deed. It is only that the river sep- arates us once more as when we were children. I know as well as I knew then that she is in the garden just beyond where all her summers are beautiful now, and that she is waitâ€" ing for me there. “So I shall seek the path to that garden till I find it. I am once more where I dreamed as a boy, and I know that I shall wake, as, I did then, and find the truth ‘iinspeakâ€" ably fairer than any dream. Nor do I fear to miss the way, for our Lord Himself has chartered it so that I ‘I am the way,’ She wrnt trustfully across the river with llim, and was not, afraid. "So why should I be? I shall be lonesome, yes! God knows how lone some. But I have the sweet memorâ€" ies of the thirty happy years we .walked together here, and what are a, few years of loneliness to the etcrâ€" nity of joy ahead where hearts are never wrung in parting? And I shall not be idle. I shall be doingr what. she would have me do, and in it all. as you see, she will yet be the inspiration, as she was all the years that are gone.” ._ __+_.__ She was a very polite young lady, and had invited a few friends to tea, among the number being a very eligiâ€" ble. but modest, young man. She devoted all her attention to the wants of her guests. and, indeed, seemed rather attentive. to their needs. The climax was reached, howâ€" ever, when, with her most winning smile, she addressed hm‘solf to the bashful young manâ€"“Dear Mr. M please do allow me to Dress you to a. jelly." I l -\vrites Col. â€"â€"â€"_â€"-‘1â€" THE CRY FOR MERCY HEARD AT JERUSALEM. Unchanged Feature in Old Pal- estineâ€"The Unconvinced Visitor. In the outskirts of Jerusalem, lfenry Knollys, in Black- wood's, I was beset by cries from a knot of about ten dreadfulâ€"looking mendicants. "I.cpers," said my drag- oman with a shudder, but hurling at them a few coins. “Don't go near them; the danger of infection is great.“ They bore the closest re- semblance to the lepers of Roban Island, near Cape Townâ€"the same type of wasting away of cartilage, of exudation of serum from the rotted fingers, of the corrosion and drawing up of the upper and lower extremiâ€" ties, the dwindlings of bones to shapcless stumps, hands nearly drop- ping off above the wrist, and feet falling away from the anklesâ€"the liv- ing death of the entire corporeal be- ing, the nadir of all that is loathâ€" some and terrible; but I scanned them in vain for the Ilible diagnosis of the diseaseâ€"for the Miriam, the Naamen, and for the Geliazi, "a lepâ€" er as white as snow" I am there- fore fortified by the opinions enunâ€" ciated by the highest authorities in South Africa, that this type of lupâ€" rosy is not infectious, is not even contagious by occasional contact, but. undoubtedly is communicable by in- cessant, careless association with the afflicted, and most of all, it is here- ditary, I fearlessly approach close up and say a few words to these unâ€" happy lepers, crying aloud to me to ‘have mercy’ on them. I drop my coins into their distorted hands, and in order to testify practically to my disbelief in risk, I lay a finger on their withered wrists. They are sil- ent with astonishment, my dragoman is sick with disgust, and 1â€"well, thus far, I am not a leper. "IF I FORGET THEE." One pathetic and picturesque sightâ€"only onchid I discover dur- ing my explorationsâ€"the wailing place of the Jews. At the base of a wall adjacent to the Old Temple onâ€" closure whcre vast bloeks, bearing all the evidences of antiquity and in places disintegrated and weatherâ€" beaten, yet remain on the whole in- tact, are assembled at certain hours on stated days, a large number of Jewish mourners, many of them bare-footed, men and women of a bet- ter type than the usual city rascal- dom. They lean against, they clasp, they kiss the crumbling stones; their eyes are suffused with bitter tears, they bcut their breasts, they moan in low tones their sorrow, they wail aloud their lamentations for the vanâ€" ished glories of their country and for the present degraf‘lation of their country. Each individual seems pas- sionately to invoke the curse, “If I forget thee, 0 Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its cunning.” During my last; day's sojourn at Jerusalem I went through a rCCapiâ€" tulation of my visits to sacred sites which have been besmirched by the machinations of a sacerdotalism, a1â€" ternately splendid with pomp and subtle with intrigue. With the Bible record in my hand without irrever» once I venture to declare it unsur- passed as a guide bookâ€"I again Leâ€" took myself to the spots one would faiu revere, and I again strove to arouse some enthusiasm, or at least some awe and gratitude. In vainâ€"- the falsehoods and follies are too flagrant; and as I pace the “Via Dolorosa,” I am only saved from anger by contempt. Fourteen staâ€" tions of the cross are indicated with the precision of a hair’s breadth, and are commemorated with in- scriptions which CARRY NO CONVICTION, To take a few haphazard. We have the spot where the cross was put on the shoulders of our Sav- iour; where He met His mother; where Simon of Cyrene was impressâ€" ed to boa: the cross; where Christ again sank under the weightâ€"al- though an earlier station affirms He had been already relieved of it; where He was stripped, and where St. Veronica wiped the sweat from His brow. Trace line by line the contemporaneous record untainted by legend, and which alone is luicorrupt- ed by the uncertain voice of tradi- tion. port of several alleged incidents iii- terpolated by a posthumous plagiarâ€" ism, and I fail to find evidence which can localize some of the principal events which It, is difficult to realize that even the present. “Via Dolorosa,” the trod by Christ on His way to crucifixion, ~was not expressly menâ€"f tioned until the sixteenth century. Discussing with a devout {omau Catholic at .Iersalem the glaring falsehood of the legends, be fully pleaded to the charge, but his deâ€" fence wasâ€""Were we to admit to the uneducated the slightest doubt conâ€" cerning the most unimportant. of the traditions, we might sow the seeds of scepticism, so we declare that they , are all ifnquestionably true; and, after all, our falsehoods do no harm." YET UNCONVINCED. As a last resource I apply to the Convent of the "Sisters of '/.imi,", into which is built. part of the “Ecce Ilomo” arch, whence, it. is said, l‘iiute showed our Saviour, to populace. As a matter of fact it is all probability the remains of a Roâ€" man triumphed arch of the time of Hadrian, The lady who conducted me over the building was not only well informed and well educated, but was distinguished by certain charac- I find not one syllable iu sup-i undoubtedly occurred. 1 route . the . the -’ Highest Award teristics of manner which belong only if) the higher stratum of social life, I addrosst‘tl her: "I am neither a scofl'er nor a sceptic; I wish to be per- suaded of the authenticity of the sites of the most. momentous events of our Saviour's life. persuade me?” eagerly answered, shall succeed. "Certainly," she “and I am sure I This stone on which you are standing was once trod by Christ's feet. From that arCh the Roman Governor exclaimed to the mob, â€"it was barer twenty yards offâ€"â€" "was the place where He sank for the first time under the cross. Thisâ€"" “Stop,” said I, interrupting her torrent of emotional eloquence, “this is not persuading, this is merely stating. Where is the authority and the cvidcance?” "Authority?" she hotly replied, "the authority of holy tradition. Evidence? Do you require mathematical proof ere you will be- lieve in religion. Como," she rapidly leading me to the roof, and vehement with all the intrepidity of- error, “and I will point out to you every point marking Christ's cruciâ€" fixion." Jerusalem lay spread at our feet almost as clearly as though we had been "set on a pinnacle of the temple.” “There,” she indicated, "is where He met His mother. "That incident, is not recorded in the Bible” I observed. “There IIe sank for the seventh time.” “I do not read in the Bible that He sank either once or seven times." "If He did not sink seven times, He certainly sank three. 'l‘hcre St. Veronicaâ€"â€"-â€"" “The Bible says not a word about St. Veronica. ’ ’ THE FINAL PROOF. "Oh, the Bible, the Bible," she answered, out of all patience; "you cannot get beyond the Bible. Do you not believe iii IIoly Tradition and the Holy Fathers?" “No,” I sturtlily, "I don't, and I don't be- lieve in the statement that. the dent in the stone in the Church of the As- cension was caused by our Saviours foot.” “Well, why not?" she said CICS‘? But I can show you one proof which you can only reject if you think yourself wiser than antiquar- inns, geologists and other men of science. It is established that these square stones which are built into these columns must have bren plac« ed in situation at least as far back as the Christian era, thus establish- ing the truth of what I have been telling you.” so sharp that I consideer it judicâ€" ious to ignore her non sequitur. So I thanked the lady for her guidance, and made my small present to the convent funds. Apparently surprised at the gift from such a son of llelial, she murmured a word of apology, and my reply may make clear to the reader the position of a fair-minded investigator. “My honored lady, forgive me if I have caused you to wax \vroth. Need faith be suudered from intellect? You and I have enâ€" joined to love, not only with heart and soul, but also with mind. I am disobeying the latter point if I do not exercise my reason. I did but ask you to help me; you surely do not think my efforts evil?” And she burst forth with surprised emo- tion: “God bless you, you are in the right path; go on; you must SllCCCeli at last.” I forebore to indicate how paradoxical was her counsel; and we parted smilingly, almost affectionâ€" ately. FINAL IMPRESSIONS. In the sense of interest. Jerusalem ons is absolutely unequalled. The Mount of Olives, and Mount Zion, Kedron and Hinnom, Gethsemane and iSiloam, Bethany, and Bethlehem, Eevery hill and every vale, are all teeming with the association of events far more momentuous and sacred than any others recorded in the world’s history. Their explora- tion will amply repay eVei'y student, of the Bible, and every educated travâ€" eller. If, in addition, he has both time and patience to carry his in- vestigations btnezith the modern suâ€" ,perincumbeut mass of rubble and (leâ€" cay, he will be rewarded by greatly ‘incrcused interest. But to those whose main object is to intensify roâ€" .ligious emotions by realizing details, better general historical .with its envir- lI would say, "0n the whole, not go.” The combinations of wild superstition and formalism leave impressions the reverse of pleasant. l’l‘ho depth of individual faith will not be deepened. The beauty of our ‘Savioiins life and the suffering of His death, His mercies, and His mirâ€" 'acles, will not be rendered ivivid to you by a pilgrimage to :spots which are not only disfigured by filth and changed beyond recogni- tion by time,. but which are either very uncertain or palpany false; :by being nauseated by silly tradi- tions and worse than silly fables; by Sold only in sealed lead packets. 40c. 50c. 60:. Will you pleasev‘ "Behold the Man!" This slab"1 said, I said, fiDl'CelV‘ “don' - ‘v ‘ 'â€"‘ ' .y t M“ ham 0 1" nma‘umd could be completed in from three By now our bickering had become- morc ‘ LEl’ER OUTSIDE THE GATE Remarkabe For Its Absolute Purity and Delicious Flavor Ceylon Tea, the World Preference. By all Grocers. Black, f'lixcd or Green St. Louis, 1904. lingering in a tiny rectangle, such as ichildreu use in makeâ€"believe play, in- lto which are huddled perhaps a. dozen lhistoric events, where the garden of Christ's tomb is the size of a small room, and where Golgotha is on first floor, first turning to right." Christmas Day and Good Friday re- cords will sound more solemn and true if you dismiss your attempted verifications and your realizations of odious sights, and revert to the more accurate pictures of your imagv ination. l .__._...+___- TROLLEY UNDER CHANNEL. The Tunnel Project Has Been Revived. The close agreement which has been ,reachcd between Great Britain and vFrance and the establishment of an cntente cordiale has revived the idea of the building of a, tunnel under the fI'Tn-glish Channel. M. B'retton, the .engineer who had charge of the oper- ations on the French side of the Channel. and subsequently paid a. visit to the works at Sangatte, labout seven miles on the coast west lof Calais, under the shelter of Cape flllac Nez, states that a strong efâ€" ,fort is being made to open work iagain. The French Channel tunnel 'works are on a scale which quite put ,into the shade the Channel tunnel iworks at the foot of Shakespeare's lClifl', llover. The tunnel on the EFrench side is constructed for about -three-quarfers of a mile under the sea in the grey chalk formation. and, gexcr-pt that water has been allowed to accumulate from the "weeping" of the unprotected strata, the tunnel is in practically the same condition ,as when the Work was stopped some lycars ago. This is also the case [with the tunnel heariin: at l‘over, ,‘which runs about a mile to sea. l M. Bietton said that it is proposed filo make a double line through the gtunnel, and the distance would he ,covt-rcd in of out. ll{\,lfâ€"all~lllllil', electriâ€" ,city being the motive power. The tun~ .nol (reuld be (ll'lVf‘n at fiftv feet a day to five years, according to circumâ€" ‘stances. 'F‘rom thr engineering point: ,of view, ill. liretton thought the ,iconstruction of a (humid tunnel {would be comparatively simple. ' Vâ€"â€"_â€".â€"__+_ BABY-S OWN TABLETS. Hot Weather Ailments and Summer Complaints. Cure In the hot weather the little ones .sull‘er frozu Stomach and bowel trou- bles, are nervous, weak, sleepless and ‘irrituble. ’l’iu-ir vitality is lower ,now than at any other season. Prompt action at this time saves a. precious little life. Baby's Own Tab- 'lets is the best medicine in the. world lfor little ones. They speedily relieve, ‘prnmptly cure and give sound re- l‘freshing sleep. And they are guaran- teed free from opiates and harmful drugs. They always do good-â€"they cannot possibly .do harm, and no home should be without the Tablets, during the hot weather when dangerous troubles , suddenly and almost unpel‘Ccivâ€" .cd. Mrs. ,Adam Marticottc, Chloryâ€" ldormes, Que, says: "I have used llaby's Own Tablets for diarrhoea. land stomach troubles and always with the most. perfect success. ’l'hey 1are better than any other medicine I know of.” Sold by all druggists 6r by mail at 2;") cents a box by writ- ,iug the Dr. Williams’ Medicine Co., ‘llrockville, Ont. See that every box bears the name: "Baby‘s Own Tabâ€" ,lets." and the picture of a fourâ€"leaf lclovc!‘ on the wrapper. Anything else is an imitation. ___._+_ IIE WOULDN'T SELL. The owner of a small country es- ‘tate tlccidotl to sell his property, and ,consulted an estate agent in the near- est town about the matter. After visiting the place the agent wrote a description of it, and submitted it to his client for approval. "Read that again,” said the own« ler, closing his eyes and leaning back iin his chair contentedly. After the second reading he was silent a few moments, and then said thoughtfully, “I don't think I'll sell il've lJL-o!) looking for that kind of place all my life, but until you read ithat description I didn't know I ‘had it! No, I won't sell now.” l . {especially ' months, i come Doctorâ€"“My .doubled.” practice has now Friendâ€"“So you have at ‘last, then, your second patient?" l i Jenkinsâ€""Hobson must be dread- ifully hard up just now. He has been ,at me three times this Week asking £1119 to return the five dollars hq lent me six months ago.” An»