The Pearsall Leader (Pearsall, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 12, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 24, 1909 Page: 2 of 8
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Years ago Solomon set the value
or | of a good housewife above that of ru-
bies. To-day, being scarcer than at
the j time when he expressed his his-
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ume.
Especially among the working-class-
es is a knowledge of cookery and the
housewifely arts a luxury rather than
a matter of course at the present day,
and because of this the .xmdon coun-
ty council has inaugurated a special
school of housewifery at Brixoh, and
classes In kindred subjects at over
200 of its ordinary schools.
This being the case, when Mary
Smith arrives in one of the highest
standards of her particular school she
is now initiated into the dark myster-
ies of cookery, bed-making, the care
and feeding of her baby brother or
sister, the making and mending of
her own clothes, washing, mangling,
ironing, and other things which her
mother ought to have taught her, but
was unable to enlighten her upon, for
the best of all reasons—that she was
ignorant of them herself.
Mary, if she is lucky enough to at-
tend the special school at Brixton,
learns how to be a scientific modern
housekeeper. She is sent into the
splendid laundry and shown bow to
wash special articles of apparel. For
instance she is taught not to put her
brother's flannel shirt into boiling
water with soda in it, because its
unhappy owner would never be able
to get into it again after such treat-
ment.
To Mary’s astonishment there is a
wrong and a right way even in such
an apparently simple business as
washing clothes, while, when she
takes her turn In the mangling and
Ironing department, and learns how
linen should be ironed and finished,
she begins to look on a competent
washerwoman as a being worthy of
the deepest respect.
Of course, dressing and undressing
and washing “baby” is the best fun
in Mary Smith’s estimation. What
Mary does not know about the proper
treatment of an! infant would, as a
rule, fill a large volume, and what she.
does know is hardly worth mention-
ing. For this reason she is not en-
couraged to bring a small relation for
practice work; “baby” is an inanimate
infant and takes the form of a large
doll.
Thus, without any danger to any-
one, Mary Smith learns from actually
doing how to dress and undress a
young child, wash It, put it to bed,
and generally provide for its well be-
ing. Everything is done on strictly
economical lines; a superannuated
banana crate makes an excellent cra-
dle when money is a consideration,
and baby will sleep just as happily
in it as in the most elaborate resting
place modern skill can provide.
They also tell Mary that beer and
sardines, and similar delicacies, are
bad for a little thing, although grown-
ups may enjoy them with more or
less impunity, and so she is instructed
In the art of preparing the proper
food for babies, and how to make a
limited outlay of money go as far as
possible in feeding them.
Although healthy people can sleep
on almost anything, if you have a bed
in the house it is as well to under-
stand it. There is more In making a
bed than meets the eye, and at the
London county council they show
Mary how the best wives do it. Beds
ought to be aired properly, too; and
although Mary was taught how to
wash the blankets and sheets in the
laundry, she is told that proper ventl^
lation is almost as necessary as prop-
er washing. She also discovers that
a bolster need not really be lumpy,
and many other little details that the
good housewife ought to know.
In the course of time Mary becomes
an excellent cook. The Instruction is
practical. The cookery is based on
moderate incomes and Mary is taugkt
within her means. The great aim of
her instructress is to teach her how
to make whatever income she may
have at h„r disposal in the future go
as far as possible, and to spend it in
the most profitable manner so as to
secure the utmost value for every
penny.
Also, the L. C. C. have another end
in view almost as important as teach-
ing London girls to make the most
of what they have to spend.
They argue that if a girl takes as
interest and a pride in household mat
ters, whether in a home of her ow*
or in her mother's house, she has the
best possible occupation, and if she
can be induced to make a hobby oi
housework it keeps her away fro*1
too many amusements, some of which
may not be altogether desirable, and
more interesting than song and dancei
turns if she only knew it.
Finally, Mary Smith is taught to
make and mend her own clothes. She
is encouraged to make sewing ar
reation after the sterner occupa1
of cooking and washing, and it
pointed out to her that while ydu
sitting down to rest you might
well do a little needlework asv
novelette. Moreover, the
draws her attention to the fact
You can’t make your.own boots,
Mary, my dear,’^pursues the instruct-
ress, "but you can make your own
clothes, and they'll look better and
last longer than any you can bny
at the shops. And, by the way, this
is the one and only way to majors
respectable darn,'* etc., etc.
By the means described in this ai*
tide it is hoped to train up a genera-
tion of women who know all there is
to know about managing their homes
and looking after their families.
With the World's
Great Humorists
f - _ \
Selections from the Writings of the “Best Kjnokun
o/* Mirth.«
Addison Spriggs in Love
By 3. E. Kiser.
Within the breast of Addison
Spriggs was farmed a great and glori-
ous resolution. He had lived for 42
years in single blessedness, or what
he had always supposed was single
blessedness. Now, however, it oc-
curred to him that it had really been
single selfishness.
"What right have I,” he asked him-
self, “to deny to the woman who was
intended for me the happiness she
was born to inherit? It is my duty
to find her out and give her the glad-
ness for Which Bhe is waiting. I feel
within me stirring the spirit of love.
It is a sign that I should be up and
doing. Who knows that she may not
at any moment be pining for my
caress ?”
For two weeks Misfe Beatrice Bonner
had been offidating as stenographer
for the firm in which Mr. Spriggs was
a silent partner. Thrice within a few
days she had looked up at him and
smiled in a way that had caused him
to experience certain thrills within
th# region of the solar plexus. As he
reflected upon these occurrences it be-
came clear to him that Miss Bonner
had-been sent into the world to be-
come his soul mate, and, gazing at her
where she sat reading “Beautiful Nell
the Mlllhand’s Daughter,” he decided
to permit her. to have immediate cog-
nizance of the good fortune that was
,about to befall her. Approaching her
parlor maintained by the Bonner fam-
ily, and little Launcelot Bonner in-
formed him Beatrice would come
in as soon as she could get all her
hair on. Mr. Springs was not inclined
to waste valuable time, and as soon as
the lady of his choice appeared he
saves her from the feverish desire for ‘ "J * .
change and excitement at all time* » tenderly placing a hand upon one
which is such an unfortunate trait in
the characters of the. working-classes,
as of others, to-day.
They consider that if Mary is hooky
ing the supper or putting the baby ta
bed she will not be at a music-hall^ ..... _
and that domestic pursuits are far/ tions he returned to his desk, leaving
of her shoulders, he said:
Miss Bonner, I have decided to
Call on you this evening. Will you
please tell me where you live anfl
how I can get there?”
After she had finished
the direc-
her somewhat-perplexed but hopeful.
At eight o’clock that evening Addison
Spriggs was ushered into the small
“Come and 8it Beside Me.”
'drew a long, deep sigh, at the same
time wondering what he had ever done
to deserve one so sweet and so beau-
tiful as she who stood before him.
“Won’t you take the rocking chair,
Mr. Spriggs?” Miss Bonner asked,
after she had persuaded little Launce-
lot to leave them alone together.
“No,” he replied, “the settee looks
better. Come and sit beside me. I
have something important to tell you.”
She sat down, and again he saw in
her soulful eyes the look that had
previously thrilled him. Cautiously he
slipped an arm around her waist and
Irrigating Balloons
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By William
"There are so many balloocatics
d these days,” said Artemus C,
president of the Near-aero
yon win buy your own ^ *
make it np yourself, you get ft gre^t _______
deal better value for your money thha
if you buy ready-made clothes.
TiLM* *K>un<l *
NEW IDEA IN PHOTOGRAPHY.
Woman Has Discovered Method of
Transferring Negative Directly
to Tile.
Marjpn
> photo-
It has remained for Miss
Peters of Middletown, Pa., to pi
graph directly upsn ceramics. About
ten specimens of her work were in-
cluded in the exhibition of photo
graphs that was held a short time at
the Franklin institute.
It was the first exhibit of this kind
to be made anywhere, for while me-
chanically printed photographs on
ceramics are quite common, this is
the first time where the work, trans-
ferred directly from the negative to
the tile, has been seen. The superior-
ity of the work by Miss Peters* pro-
cess is unquestionable, as it retains
all the fine lines and sharpness mid
clearness of the negative, but also Ifes
a softness of its own that makes the
pictures extremely attractive.
The most remarkable feature of her
method is that the pictures are made
permanent by reason of their being
covered by the enamel that is insep-
arable from the tile. The subjects ex-
hibited are varied and include an ex-
ceptionally fine medallion of Martin
Luther, German market scenes and
numerous interior and exterior views.
One of the latter, a view of the fore-
castle of a steamship, is wonderful for
detail. The forecastle is shown, and
beneath that a portion of the main
deck. So sharp is the work that ropes
and small objects are clearly depicted
although the picture is at miniature.
Not Really Her Fault.
As a rule, the unconscious humor of
children is the funniest of all. Little
Lester, relates the Delineator, was try-
ing to fix a broken toy when five-year-
old Beatrice came Into the room and
said: “I am older than you. You are
too little to do much of anything. Let
me fix it.”
Her papa told her It was not kind to
speak that way, and to ask brother
to excuse her.
Throwing her arms aroun* Sis neck,
she said: “Oh, Lester, please excuse
me; but you see it was Just this war
—I had to be born first’
you can’t throw a brick without hitting
one—”
A gold brick?” interrupted an eager
listener.
"They hit harder than the other
kind,” laughed Mr. Johnson without re-
senting the interruption; “but what I
have on hand is no gold brick proposi-
tion. On the contrary it Is a sure
winner.” \
"It isn’t an asylum for balloons tics,
Is it?’’ some other eager listener in-
quired.
Mr. Johnson laughed again. He was
proof against scurrrilous attack.
"We’ll get around to that later,” he
said. "But what I have now is of
more importance. The balloon, as Well
as the heavier-than-air ship, is bound
to become practical. Listen”— every-
body was listening, but Mr. Johnson
had the habit, and couldn’t, well begin
J. Lampton.
mer, which cannot be said of all the
streams of the arid region. Now,
from our central station we propose
to send out huge balloons, dirigible
balloons, of course, going in every di-
rection where water is needed. To
each of our balloons is attached a tank
with a wide-mouthed sprinkler below
It That is the entire mechanism. We
will fill these tanks at Green River and
the balloons will sail away through
the blue empyrean distributing water
which shall fan as the gentle rain mak-
ing the desert to blossom as the rose.
Do you get the idea? Natural irriga-
tion by artificial means. Isn’t it the
gradually he drew her to him. For a
few minutes they sat in silence, and
she permitted her face to incline
toward him until her cheek rested
upon his shoulder. At last he pushed
her gently from him and said:
“Miss Bonner, I have come to bring
you glad tidingB of great joy. Your
parents are not rich, are they?”
“No, I am sorry to say that my fa-
ther has been rather unfortunate.
The firm he works for has never ap-
preciated him.”
“I judged by the furniture here that
you .were in poor circumstances. Bea-
trice, I wish to ask you some-
thing. Has any man ever told you
that you were beautiful? Has any
man’s lips ever been pressed to yours?
Has any other man ever caused your
heart to beat,gladly? Have you ever
thought before to-night that you would
care to hem* a man say he loved you?
Has any other man’s arm ever been
around your waist? Have you ever be-
fore felt that you were ready to sur-
render yourself to the care of one of
the opposite sex?”
“Before I answer your questions,”
she replied, “I wish to say something.
You have never before told a girl
that you. loved her. You have never
before had your arm around the waist
of any girt You have never had your
lips so close to the sweet mouth of a
beautiful girl that you might have
kissed her, whether she wished to be
kissed or not. You have never before
been ready to ask one of the opposite
sex to surrender herself to your care,
have you?”
"No, never before. But what has
caused you to think so?*:
“You’re such a rank amateur at love-
making.”
As he was dejectedly walking home
that night Addison Spriggs said to
himself:
"Confound it, I wohder if there is
left in the world a girl who is really
worthy of me?”
(Copyright, 1*09, by W. G. Chapman.)
goods? | We are a great improvement
over the ordinary rain system, be-
cause whenever a farmer needs water
he can telephone the central station
and have a tank sent out and sprinkled
on his place.
I have talked* to several well-
known promoters and some Wall
street men on the subject, and they are
a unit in assuring me that they have
never known a proposition so fraught
with wind and water to make stock
buoyant and active. Shares are sell-
ing below par now, bat they will begin
to go up as soon as the balloons do.?
Mr. Johnson took a long breath, and
several eager listeners took along all
the irrigating literature Mr. Johnson
had to offer.
(Copyright, UOS, by W. G. Chapman.)
Uncle William's Nature Story
By W. D. Naablt.
"We Are a Great Improvement Over
the Ordinary Rain 8yatem.”
to tell anything without the preface so.
much In use these days—“I’ve been
out through the arid lands of Wyoming
and I’ve got a plan perfected and a
company organized, the Aerial Irriga-
tion Company, to revolutionize the
whole system of irrigation. Land out
there that ain’t worth a dam, I mean
a dam to hold water, will under proper
irrigation be worth anywhere from $50
to $100 an acre. But how will they ir-
rigate, with water too far to be
brought to It at an expense that will
Justify? There is no way on earth
but by balloons—”
"They ain’t on earth, are they?” put
in a third eager listener.
“That’s the answer,” laughed Mr.
Johnson. “Transportation on earth is
too expensive, so we propose to take
to the air. We’ve got the company or-
ganized and stock for sale. Our plan
Is to establish at Green River, Wyo.,
a thrifty little city on the river of the
same name, our central station. The
Green river is a beautiful stream of
clear water, and in evidence all sum-
The children clustered about Uncle
William’s knees and demanded that he
tell them a really truly true animal
story before they should go to bed,
and Uncle William, being a kind-
hearted old fellow, told them this:
I don’t believe I have ever told you
about the three pets I had once upon
a time—the pet elephant and the pet
mosquito and the pet bumblebee. I
had caught the bumblebee when it was
too young even to bumble at all, and
the mosquito I had taken in one chilly
evening and treated so kindly that it
would eat off my hand. The pet ele-
phant was one that I got in Africa on
one of my hunting trips. While there
one afternoon I came upon an ele-
phant’s nest and in it was the little
elephant, the cunningest little baby
elephant you ever saw. So I took it
and brought it home with me. At first
it was so small that it trotted after
me like a pet dog, but it grew rapidly
and finally became a full grown ele-
phant, and it would have done your
hearts good to have seen the way peo-
ple would stare at me when I would
stroll down street with my huge ele-
phant pacing contentedly after me, or
could have heard the objections of
street car conductors when I would
Insist upon taking the elephant aboard
with me. I called the elephant Bumpi-
loo and the bumblebee Bumbyloo and
the mosquito Buzzyloo.
But, alas! they fell out once and
that broke up the happy family. My
pets had grown so fond of each other
and I of them that I allowed the three
to sleep together. I , had a comfortable
big bed made for them, and Bumplloo
slept next the wall, Buzzyloo in the
middle and Bumbyloo on the outside.
Butnpiloo may have been growing
agrfin, but one night Buzzyloo began
whining and complaining that he was
being crowded, and Bumbyloo set up
the same complaint. Bumpiloo paid
no attention to them, being rather
petulant that evening, and from my
bed in the other room I listened with
amusement, thinking that soon their
little quarrel would end in peaceful
slumber. But evidently Bumplloo was
obstinate; piaybe he intentionally took
up more than his share of the bed. At
any rate I heard Buzzyloo demanding
that he lay over and Bumbyloo saying
if he was crowded any more he would
show somebody what was what. Sud-
denly I heard Buzzyloo and Bumbyloo
scolding Bumpiloo angrily, and then
Bumpiloo snorted with surprise and
pain, for Buzzyloo had bitten him, and
the next instant he snorted even loud-
er, for Bumbyloo had stung him. This
shows what happens if we let our
angry passions rise, children. I got
np and started in to quiet them, when
Bumpiloo snorted again and jumped
np, with Buzzyloo and Bumbyloo after
him, and the next thing I knew Bumpi-
loo had charged right through the wall
and was out, running down the big
road waving his trunk wildly to one
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side and his tail wildly to the other,
with Buzzyloo biting him and Bumby-
loo ztinging him at every step. I
pursued them as far as I could, but
eventually had to give up. Last sum-
mer I saw an elephant in a circus and
he looked at me so sadly and reminis-
cently that I am sure it was my little
pet, Bumpiloo, for an elephant’s mem-
ory Is long. But it had been many
years since he had been with me, and
of course I could not be sure. But,'chil-
dren the thing that caused this terrible
quarrel between Bumpiloo, Buzzyloo
and Bumbyloo was that they bad sat up
too late one evening and were cross
and tired when they went to bed, so let
ns not run any risks of that sort
(Copyright, UN, by W. O.
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