The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 2, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 8, 1899 Page: 3 of 8
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Somewhere in the length and breadth of
Plays "leap-frog" and "taB." with pome
lad whom the world
Will yet a great orator see;
For every swift hour that's speeding away,
Is helping to make the great men of some
Tn various nooks 'neath our star-spangled
Our future wise senators sit.
n session 'round histories, grammars and
With studious brows roughly knit:
\nd hearts all unconscious that they are
Bright stars In America's proud destiny!
Now, laddie, who knows but that you may
Of our country's brave, valiant men-
Its chief, or a maker of laws, or a son
Who'll bring glory by saber or pen?
A name may be yours which to ends of the
Will shine like a star o'er the lard of your
Who knows? So, my lad, train your ener-
For what they may yet have to do.
Be thorough! Let nothing be only half-
Say nothing half-honest, half-true!
Serve well in small things, howe'er humble
And then you'll be fitted to govern the
THE TAKAHE BIRD.
It In a Native off !\iew Zealand and
Worth Much More Than Its
WriKlit In Ciolil.
Possibly the rarest of all feathered
Creatures is the "takalic" bird of New
Zealand. Science names it Notornis
Mantelii. The first one ever seen by
white eyes was caught in 1849. A sec-
md came to white hands in 1851. Like
he first, it was tracked over snow ami
.•aught with dogs, fighting stoutly and
ittering piercing screams of rage until
.iveriuastered. lJoth became the prop-
erty of the British museum. After that
t was not seen again until IsTU. That
THE TAKAHE BIRD.
fear's specimen went to the Dresden
nuseum, at the cost of a hundred guin-
*asN The fourth, which was captured
last year in the fiords of Lake Te Anau,
n New Zealand, has been offered to the
government there for the tidy sum of
Thus it appears that the bird is pre-
vious; worth very much more than its
.veight in gold. The value, of course,
.'omes of rarity. The wise men were be-
ginning to set it down as extinct.
Scarcity aside, it must be worth looking
it —a gorgeous creature, about the size
jf a big goose, with breast, head and
leek of the richest dark blue, growing
iullisli as it reaches the under parts.
Back, wings and tail feathers are olive
jfreen, and the plumage throughout has
i metallic luster. The tail is very short,
mil has underneath it a thick patch of
soft, pure white feathers.
Having wings, the Takahe flies not,
resembling therein its remote con-
vener, the Diornis. The wings are not
rudimentary, but thetoird makes no at-
empt to use them. This is the more
wonderful, as it belongs to the family
if rails, which is in the main a family
>f strong flyers. The legs are longish
ind very stout, the feet not webbed,
ind furnished with sharp, powerful
•laws. Both legs and feet are a rich
?almon red in color. The oddest feature
if all, however, is the bill, an equilateral
triangle of hard pink horn. Along the
><lge, where it joins the head, there is
strip of soft tissue much like the
rudimentary comb of a barnyard fowl.
The bird is a wader, but lives on
Train, the big beak to the contrary not-
withstanding. Dissection showed that
his latest specimen had a crop full of
jrass, snipped into bits from a quarter
o an inch in length. Its habitat is the
•older part of New Zealand, where it
finds asylum among glacial lakes and
iords. Fossil remains show that it was
mce sparingly distributed over the
w hole country. If there is still a land
.vhere it is plenty it must lie mighty
•lose to the south pole.—St. Louis
A 9wc* - WHITE ROBIN.
Hour One off These Hare Creature*
of Hird* and Mature,
A large tract, not very far from Chi
cago, unfrequented even by sportsmen,
has been taken possession of by bird*
and "beasties." Hundreds of them live
here the year round. Warm-weather
birds spend the summer months here,
and throngs of hardy little creatures-
shelter themselves here throughout the
winter and listen for the spring.
One day last September 1 pushed my
way through this wood down to the
creek to see what condition the fences
were in for sometimes old Mosquito
carries off the rails—and to say good-
by to the summer birds. It was a
lucky «lay for me. Besides being near
to a lark when he rose with his song in
his throat, I flushed a covey of quail
trom the edge of the brush, 1 heard a
flicker drum his best tune on a half
decayed limb, and, best of all, I saw
a white robin! This was the way it
happened: I was coming home about
four o'clock, when just before me in
a little open space on the ground were
five or six robins, supping on some ber-
ries. Among them was one white as
the driven snow. 1 could hardly be-
lieve my eyes. Involuntarily I stood
still and riveted my gaze on the little
albino. The flock lingered several sec
onds on the ground ami then flew, light-
ing in a tree not far away. I moved
carefully till 1 could command sight ol
this tree, and in a few minutes I saw
them fly again, this time to disappear
in the tree tops. The fact which im-
pressed me most in my observation ol
this robin and its companions was that
neither the white one nor the red
breasts seemed conscious of any pe-
culiarity in its appearance. Unlike the
white blackbird of the old Latin read-
er. the bird appeared to be on the most
friendly terms with those around it
picking up seeds ami chirping with the
rest. The little company was doubt
less preparing to go south, for robin?
are wont to gather in flocks in the
woods just before migrating.
All robins have more or less white it'
their feathers, but a robin perfectly
white is extremely rare. Once in a
great while Mother Nature, for some
reason not understood by naturalists
forgets to put any dark coloring mat-
ter in a robin's plumage. The young
j of this freak of nature are not neces-
i sarily white, but they inherit a ten-
dency to albinism.
HoOins have a habit of returning year
after year to nest in the same place
and if Prince White Feather spreads his
wings in Mosquito creek woods next
summer 1 know a person who will be
there to cultivate liis acquaintance.
Justine hidings Baldwin, in Chicago
HOW THEY ARE BURIED.
Australia's Aborigines Have a Furl*
ohm W ay of Disposing off Their
Among the Australian aborigines
strange customs prevail, which advanc-
ing civilization will not wipe out. The
graves which they make are curious.
Tall poles are arranged symmetrically
above the place where the dead person
is buried, and some of the poles over-
lap, forming a sort of skeleton wig-
wam. The others bear a resemblance in
Closest Shave on Record.
Lumbermen were rolling logs down
4 hlu IV into the St. John's river, Cadaua.
War the foot of the hill there was a
flight ridge, and now and then a log
would strike it and bound into the air,
-landing well out into the river. Some-
limes a log went astray and got stuck,
ind then a man had to go down to dis-
odge it. Once when this happened a
man was prying at a log when two men
fame to the top of the bluff with an-
jther log, and by some mischance it
started down. They called to the man
nelow, but there was no chance to seek
shelter. Down rolled the log, gaining
/elocity with every foot, and then it
struck the ridge, gave a great bound,
ind went high over the man's head.
The lumbermen call it the closest shave
AN AUSTRALIAN GRAVE.
a quaint way to telegraph poles, and the
effect of the whole is something like
that of a tenderly decorated but often-
times grotesque burial place of a ca-
nine pet or singing bird in a family ol
civilized people whose children have
taken it upon themselves to attend t</
When Otis Was Nonplused.
Only once, it is said, has (Jen. Klweil
S. Otis, the American commander in
the Philippines, been nonplused. That
was when as a boy he was a student in
the Rochester academy. He was a
natural leader, and for four years he
kept the faculty in a state of agita-
tion. His most famous prank was the
smuggling of a donkey into the class
room, and tying the animal securely
to the head professor's desk. When
that gentleman made his appearance,
he neither smiled nor exhibited any
trace of anger. "Young gentlemen,"
he said, quietly, "I see you have wise-
ly chosen your instructor. (lood morn-
ing." That time the laugh was on
Old Cat Adopts Ducklings.
A lot of little ducklings is a funny
family for a cat to have, but in Salem
county, N. J., there is just such a fam-
ily rs this. Pussy had lived with the
ducks in the barnyard all her life, sleep-
ing among them every night, and when
some one took all her little ones away
she was lonely without them and stole
13 little ducklings from an old mother
duck. She carried them all down in
the cellar, one by one, one night, so
the mother duck could not coax them
away, and when Mr. Allen, who owns
the cat and the ducks, went down into
the cellar the next morning he found
all the little baby ducks huddled abou<
the cat keeping warm.
A Happy Couple.
"They're such a happy couple!"
"Outrageous—he's blind and she's
deaf and dumb."
"Yes, but he can't see her when she
The South Door
By Margaret H. Eekerson.
IT WAS such a tiue, convenient barn,
such a model in ail respects, that
coles Hewitt felt his excessive pride in
it a perfectly juslitiuble thing, and as he
strolled about it this sultry July morn-
ing, surveying it from all points of
view, he could not restrain his oft-re-
peated encomiums: "Admirable! Ad-
mirable! Fine! None better in*the
couutry." Then, as he espied Esther, his
wife, looking for early apples in the or-
chard below, he called in his soft, slow
\oiee: "Come up here, Esther."
The call troubled her. She had no
time to spare, as this was a very busy
morning, crowded with work, and the
girls, Ilia and Ella, w ere engrossed with
preparations for a picnic at Point
o'Kocks, on the lake, that afternoon.
As for the barn, how thoroughly she
knew it, from the shilling cow that
served as a weather vane to the founda-
tions. It had been the staple of Ciiles'
conversation for months, and she could
not tell how many times she had meek-
ly followed in his wake to survey ils
"Esther, do you hear me?" The soft
voice was distinctly peremptory. Giles
Hewitt always expected his women
folks to come at his bidding.
She put down her basket tilled with
red astraclians and w ent reluctantly up
"1 want you to see how well these
doors work now," said Giles, leading
the way to the rear of the building.
What a grand view these doors
framed! It always struck her with a
sense of loveliness quite inexpressible
in words. She drew a long sighing
breath as she looked on wood and
meadow, dimpled dells and swelling
hills, church spires rising whitelv from
bowery hamlets and a river winding
afar like a silvery ribbon. Northward a
blue lake glittered like a jewel in an
emerald setting, and in the west a cir-
clet of hills vanished delicately like a
dream into the softly tinted sky.
"How beautifull" she said, "it rests
me just to look. 1 could sit here and
look, just look for hours! Uli, Giles, if
the house only stood here on the hill,
and 1 could only see all this from the
"The house is in the best place,
Esther, sheltered from the north winds.
1 don't understand why you are always
She sighed. "Yes, 1 know, but such a
view is food and rest. Oh, 1 know you
think me silly. Yes, 1 am truly glad
you have such a big, convenient barn,
so many nice labor-saving things about
it; it must be good to have things as
you want them;" she began to plait her
upron hem nervously. "1 was thinking
that now the barn is finished and all the
crops so promising and the hay crop is
so large, that you will be willing to let
me have the door eu4 through the south
side of the kitchen. You know how
long 1 have waited to have it done?"
She looked so wistfully meek, stand-
ing there with a timid, deprecatory
smile on her lips. She had never been a
self-assertive woman—no one knew
that better than Giles. Nevertheless,
he felt annoyed and angered, lie had
not called her up hero to discuss her
You know," she went on, "I just
want a common door with a glass sash,
ind then I'd like a little stoop running
to the end of the house. 1 could do the
churning out there, and lots of little
chores— the kitchen is so small and hot
—and 't won't cost much. Johnson cal-
culated he could do all I wanted for
"Johnson!" his tone was distinctly
You see, Giles," she plaited the apron
over and over, quite frustrated at his per-
ceptible annoyance; "it was when he
came down to the house one day for a
drink of buttermilk—and you know
what a hand he is to joke—he said:
'This is a sort of unhandy kitchen, Mrs.
Hewitt; you'd better move up to your
husband's barn and have it airier and
handier.' Then I told him how I want-
ed a door cut through on the south and
we talked it over and he figured it up
"Good heavens, Esther!" cried Giles,
too vexed to listen further, "1 never
knew such a gadfly as you are. You get
an idea in your head and harp on it
eternally. 'Door! Door! Door!' You
can't think or talk anything else; and
now, after all the barn has cost and the
necessity for economj', one would think
you would have some common sense.
But, you are a Royal!"
He sneered as if thus branding her
signified that her people had been ex-
travagant and wasteful. Then, noting
the quivering of her lips and the tears
welling beneath her lids, he was more
angered than ever and went on irately:
"For 40 years my mother used that
kitchen and I never heard her complain,
but some women want the world, and
having that would cry for the moon.
Don't you say door to me again."
She turned away without a word and
went down the hill to the orchard bars.
She wiped her eyes before she took up
the apples and trudged back to the
house. The girls must not see the
"Mother is a long time picking ap-
ples," said Ella Hewitt, as she frosted
a tempting cake just baked for the
"Probably pa has called her to tag
him about the barn," said Ria, who was
deftly slicing pink ham for sandwiches.
"That barn is the hub of his universe
just now—has been for six months. He
houses his cattle better than his women
miserable, tiny windows, stuck so high
up }ou cau't see out of them, uud a cel-
lar trap door in the middle that takts
up a good quarter of the room; no wa-
ter brought in; and the well way down
in frout of the house; not a single con-
venience to make work handier or
easier, and poor mother has had to put
up with it ull these years! Why doesn't
pa have that Joor cut through for her?"
She shrugged her pretty shoulders.
"Say, do tell me if this ham is tliin
enough. 1 want uiy sandwiches to be
Giles Hewitt was distinctly taciturn
at the dinner table thnt noon, and in
view of his lowering countenance the
meal proceeded in unpleasant silence.
Immediately after dinner he made
ready to drive to Hoyt with a load of
grain, it was second nature for Esther
to anxiously wait on him when he
dressed to go anywhere. She alw«.ys
put out his clothes, brushed them, tied
his cravat, saw that he had a clean
handkercliicf, but to-day he told her
coldly to go about her work, he would
help himself. Presently he came into
the kitchen where she was washing the
dishes to blacken his shoes. Phew, how-
hot it was, and how dark that little cor-
ner where the cracked square of look-
ing glass hung, before which she fum-
bled with his cravat!
Esther stood at the sink with her
back to him, and just opposite the trap
door was a white cross chalked on the
rough wall boards, marking the spot
where she wanted the outer door cut.
Somehow the sight of the innocent
mark angered him again. She seemed
to have chalked it for a purpose, and
he went out, slamming the door child-
Presently the girls came In all in a
flutter, looking very pretty and dainty
in their simple lawns and big hats and
quite overflowing with the pleasurable
anticipations of youth.
"It was a shame, mother, to leave you
in this hot place to do the dishes alone,"
said Ilia, penitently, "but we had to
make ready. See, the Warmen boys
are driving in the gate now." They
kissed her and fluttered out, and she
followed to take a look, a fond, proud
look after them as they rode away with
It was almost insufferably hot that
afternor/i; the mercury mounted high-
er and higher in the tube on the stoop;
the fowls went with drooping wings
and gaping beaks; the cattle sought
grateful shade and ruminated in shal-
low pools; the house dog dug a grave
behind the currant bushes, in which lie
lay panting with lolling tongue; vege-
tation shriveled and wilted; the earth
was cracked and baked; but by and by
clouds gathered in the west and gusts
of wind capriciously swirled the dust
and caught up sticks and straws in el-
fin dances. An old farmer driving by
called to a man digging a ditch in a
field: "I guess the dry spell is broken.
A shower is coming up."
A gloom almost appalling settled on
the landscape; the bees flew to their
hives; the cattle snorted and raced
about, frightened at the rolling of
thunder and the shooting of javelins
of fire from the jagged clouds.
There was a going in the treetops, a
strange, distant murmur of millions of
raindrops advancing with the swiftness
of a mighty host.
"I wonder if Giles shut the barn
door?" said Esther, hurrying out; then
there was a.thunderclap that seemed to
shake the universe to its foundations,
and a blinding, sw irling deluge!
It was four o'clock when Giles Hewitt
jogged homeward. Dixey and Topsy,
his big black mares, resented being held
down to a sober gait and tossed their
heads and snorted as they splashed
through puddles. The clayey mud
caked the wheel rims, streaked the
spokes a?id clung in tenacious blobs to
the hubs. Everywhere were signs of
the storm's havoc, and Giles was con-
scious of certain ugly %/nisgivings lest
the new barn, the pride of his heart,
might have suffered; but no, as he
turned a corner he saw it silhouetted on
its hill, dominating the landscape, the
shining weather vane all aglcam with
reflected glories of the west.
He breathed more freely now and
critically scanned his neighbor's fields
to see what damage had been wrought.
When he came in sight of the white
frame house he wondered to see a num-
ber of people in the yard. Then he said:
"By George, if the old elm hasn't been
struck! What a shame!"
Dan Conly, his neighbor, hurried
down to meet him as he turned up the
drive. His face was ghastly. What on
earth ailed the man?
"I say, Hewitt"—he clasped his
hands mechanically as he called—"stop
a minute—hold on—I want to tell you
—Cod Almighty! man, how can I? The
lightning struck — Esther's dead!
Whoa, there!" catching the reins that
fell from Hewitt's palsied hands and
leaping to the seat beside him. "Lean
on me! There, there! You had to know
it. God! but it's rough.'
Kind neighbors stood aside in silent
groups as Giles Hewitt tottered into
the room where Esther lay.
Oblivious of spectators, he fell on his
knees beside her with an exceeding
"Est her! Esther! You are not dead!
Speak! Look up! You were always
good, Esther. You were never unrea-
sonable. You shall have that door
made. You shall, 1 say. Somebody get
Crazed with shock and anguish, lie
stroked her cold hands. "Speak to me,
Esther, speak to me! Do you want the
Some of the neighbors left the room
weeping. In the next room Mrs. Conly
rocked hysterically back and forth.
"The Lord knows I can't stand it to
see a man going on so," she cried. "It's
just awful. I says to Dan, says I:
'Break it to him gently, Dan; kind o'
lead up to it;' and there; he's just gone
MISTRESS AND MAID.
1 hi1 Sertanl Trouble Is In a lur^e
Measure Due to the Inefficiency
off House w Ivea.
"1 have always believed thoroughly
that at the bottom of much of the serv-
ant trouble lies the inefficiency of the
average housewife," writes Heien Wut-
terson Moody, in the Ladies' Home
Journal. "How is it possible that an
ignorant servant, though willing,
should become capable, except through
such training as a skilled mistress can
give her, or how can a most efficient
maid live up to her own ideals under a
mistress who, having no training, and
therefore no standards of her own,
must be lacking in understanding and
appreciation of the work of others/
And yet if you ask almost any house-
keeper to define a good servant she will
tell you it is one who relieves her from
care and responsibility. What would
be thought of the head of a banking
house who estimated his employes sole-
ly accordingly to their ability to relieve
him of the duties that properly belong
to himself? The banker values a clerk
who is able to obey orders intelligently,
and upon whose fidelity he can rel\.
but he does not expect hint to do his
thinking for him. You see. the trouble
with us. as mistresses, is largely that
we want to be relieved of the responsi-
bility that comes with home making,
instead of accepting it as our chief con-
cern in life, studying it as we would
any other profession, meeting all its
requirements with skill and knowl-
edge. and seeing, back of all the trying
and petty details, the dignity and value
of the work we are doing. I do not
wish t«> seem to undervalue the diffi-
culties of the profession. It is not an
easy one; it is the hardest one I know,
and it is often fillet! with details that
are neither pleasant nor dignified. But
so are the professions of medicine, of
journalism, of law. and even the min-
THE ART OF COOKING.
It Lies in knonliiK linn In Prepare
One llidi In a Hundred %|>-
pt'il/iiiu W nys
No more should bo cooked than is in-
tended to be eaten at one meal, says
Mrs. Lemeke. the cooking expert. I lie
true art of cooking lies not in cooking
large pieces of meal, or in cake, bread
and pastry baking, but in how to pre-
pare one kind of meat and fish in a
hundred different ways, how to utilize
everything so that nothing is wasted
and to convert all that may be left from
one meal to savory and palatable dishes
for the next; to combine herbs, spices,
onion, chives and garlic in such a way
that all the ingredients arc harmonious-
ly blended, that nothing predominates;
that vegetables retain their natural
flavors and are not spoiled by the in-
gredients added; that meat is cooked
in such a way that nothing of its nu-
tritious value is lost. A great deal of
the unhappiness of this world is due to
poor food. Drunkenness, which is a
craving for stimulating and intoxicat-
ing drinks, is a certain consequence of
an injudicious diet. If all our women
were better acquainted with the ele-
ments of the human system they would
then know that no one can keep in good
health unless these elements receive
the proper nourishments to supply the
waste of tissue.
BELTS FOR SUMMER.
fite? Will lie Slightly Wider ntid
.More Hliiliorute Than Those
Worn l.ast Season.
Belts will be slightly wider this sum-
mer and in addition to the crushed silk
and ribbon effects there will be various
designs in skins, such as snake, moil-
SPORT WAS BEATEN.
How a t hieairo hnoiv-lt-AII Yoauig
>lau I.« st a llet of Five Dollar*
to a Friend.
The individual who is ready to bet
on anything, who delights in being
thought a "sport" and is ready to back
his opinion with money, is sometimes a
treat to his friends.
One such man was walking along
State street yesterday with a friend.
The friend was a modest and unassum-
ing fellow . and w hen a st \ lislily dressed
young woman passed them in the crowd
of shoppers the betting man said;
folks. Isn't this a fine, light, airy,
handy kitchen?" "Very, for a man of j and right out with it and shocked him
Ills means," said Ella, vexedlv. "I'm
just ashamed of such a gloomy, un-
handy little pen. See the walls—rough
boards that it never pays to clean, two
crazy. Hark! there he goes again, talk-
ing senseless-like about a door. He's
clean out of his mind!"—N. Y. Inde-
NKAT SUMMER RELT.
key, alligator and goat, while among
the metals will be enameled tin, gold,
silver and aluminium.
A white enameled belt striped with
black is quite the smartest thing among
the metal belts. The overlapping end
is finished in a sharp point and slipped
through a strap of enameled tin. The
buckle is of solid white enamel, or to
vary the design it may be of old gold,
bronze or other dark metal.
For Karly Spring Freekles.
Take one teaspoonful of powdered
borax a*tl dissolve it in one pint of
rain water. Add one gill of butter
milk. Ha the the face and hands nl
night before retiring. I'se clear cold
water next morning and your complex-
ion will be like satin. This is to be
used at once as the mixture will not
keep. It is just enough for one appli-
cation, and is excellent for removing
freckles caused by the spring sun.
Fastlnv for llraia Workers.
A number of feminine braia work-
ers have come to the conclusion that
they can do better work by going with-
out breakfast, eating only a light lunch-
eon and making six o'clock dinner prac-
tically the only meal of the day. Many
of those vilio have tried it declare that
they have entirely overcome the faint-
uess that they felt at first, and that
they are able to put their faculties to
better use than evjr before.
HE SPOKE TO HER.
"What a beauty!" and his companion
said: "For half a cent I'd speak to
her." Then the betting man began to
offer wagers that the other was afraid
to address a word to the young woman.
His bet of five dollars was taken and
the modest man hurried after the lady,
lifted his hat and walked beside her to
the next corner. When he returned and
pocketed the money the crest fallen
sport asked what she had said.
"Oh, she asked w hy 1 wasn't homo
last night. You see, she's my sister."—
Chicago Daily News.
MAKES HAIR GROW.
erosetie, So Some Women t lnlm
Is the llest Scalp Tonic That
(nil He Applied.
It lias been given out for some time
by hair specialists that kerosene pro-
moted the growth of the hair and pre-
vented its falling out. Women as a
rule have been loth to try the experi-
ment unless a preparation of deodorized
oil could be found.
A woman was found recently who as-
tonished her friends, upon being com-
plimented upon the fine appearance of
her hair, by telling them that it was
due entirely to a persistent and thor-
ough treatment with the familiar kero-
sene of corner grocery commerce.
"1 have applied it regularly once a
fortnight in the following manner,"
she said: "A little is poured into a
saucer and rubbed with the fingers into
the roots of the hair. The application
is slow and thorough, the gentle mas-
sage of the finger tips keeping the
pores open for the absorption of the oil.
"The treatment is made at night, and
my hair is afterward tied up in a silk
handkerchief. A silk handkerchief is
recommended by hairdressers as most
useful in retaining the natural electrici-
ty of the hair. By noon the following
day the odor of the kerosene has disap-
peared, and in another 12 hours the oili-
ness th.it followed its use is gone.
"The effect of this treatment is
promptly noticeable. I have used no
kerosene for two years. The present
condition of my hair is due to a six
months' faithful treatment.—N. Y,
How to Prepare a Dish Which lv
Esteemed Unite 11 lil y In Some
■ 'arts of the West.
To make chicken taniales, boil two
pounds of corn and a handful of lime
in water enough to cover until the skins
of the corn will slip off; then wash the
corn and grind it very fine, lioil a
large chicken, and mix the liquor in
which the chicken was boiled with the
ground corn, adding a pound of firm
lard and salt to taste. Having boiled a
pound of red peppers until soft, remove
the seeds and mash the peppers to a
pulp; add a garlic button (chopped)
and one-half a pound of ground chillies.
Mix this preparation with the chicken.
Fill wet corn husks (inner husks) with
the mixture, alternately with the meal
and chicken, tie up, and boil from 45
minutes t3 an hour in a gallon of water.
When all are half done t urn the top ones
over. This mixture will make a dozen
"hot tamales." Serve hot, with the
husks opened, and the tamales piled on
A more simple process is to use a
quart of scalded corn meal instead of
the hulled corn, and a lump of buttei
the size of a walnut instead of the lard.
In this case take a lump of the dough,
pat it out into a thin, flat cake, put one
spoonful of the ubove chicken mixtury
011 it, roll them together, then roll Mm
tamale tightly in the corn shucks; tie
the ends of the shucks together in a
knot to keep the tamales from coming
open; these need to boil only about 2d
minutes.- Mrs. W. L. Tabor, in Farm
Courtesy Wins Many Friends.
"I know a young girl who is so punc-
tilious, it is a pleasure to invite her any-
where," said a lady not long since. "Sl e
always keeps her appointments to the
minute, never forgets her engagements,
and is always to be depended upon.
She is very popular with young and old,
and there is little doubt that she owes
much to this praiseworthy attribute.
In the matter of invitations the least
one can do to show their appreciation
of the courtesy extended them is to be
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Miller, L. G. The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 2, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 8, 1899, newspaper, June 8, 1899; Hennessey, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc104638/m1/3/: accessed March 26, 2019), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.