Motherly talks with young housekeepers: embracing eighty-seven brief articles on topics of home interest, and about five hundred choice receipts for cooking, etc. — John Shaqi
Motherly talks with young housekeepers: embracing eighty-seven brief articles on topics of home interest, and about five hundred choice receipts for cooking, etc.Beecher, H. W., Mrs.
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Motherly talks with young housekeepers: embracing eighty-seven brief articles on topics of home interest, and about five hundred choice receipts for cooking, etc.
Beecher, H. W., Mrs.
Cooking; Home economics
Where but two servants are kept,--and we are inclined to think the
fewer servants the better the work is done,--of course the two must
divide the work, each assisting in the washing and ironing, but the
cook still retaining the charge of the meals.
II.
MARCH.
THE morning sun shines brightly, the air is mild and balmy; you go
about your early cares with a cheerful spirit; and, after seeing
that the “pickings up,” the brushing and dusting, which are a daily
necessity, are faithfully performed, you sit down to your sewing, your
books, or your writing in a satisfied and comfortable state of mind.
But in a few hours the sky grows dark; grim and threatening clouds
obscure the sun; the wind sweeps round the house with long, wailing
moans, or short, fierce gusts, while you shiveringly draw the warm
breakfast shawl closer about you, and find that you have suddenly
passed into a far less genial atmosphere than you enjoyed in the
morning.
March may come in a very mild and gentle manner, but don’t trust it.
It is “fooling you.” Its smiles are quickly followed by frowns, and
the bright, warm sunlight all too soon will be forced to give place
to fierce winds and drifting snows. We are quite as well pleased
when this, the first month of spring, appears in its own proper
character,--windy, stormy, and bitter cold,--for then we hope that it
will make its exit in a gentler mood.
Yes, this is truly _March_,--cold, raw, and blustering March,--which,
with the early days of April, before the winds have fairly died out, is
the terror of all careful housekeepers,--insuring an abundance of extra
work; for its winds and storms will force an entrance into every part
of the house, however securely guarded. No burglar’s alarm can promise
safety from this insidious foe. Windows, pictures, and furniture,
so nicely cleaned and polished but a few hours since, require a
repetition of the same work many times a day. No month in the whole
year demands such incessant use of dusters, brushes, and brooms,--such
unslumbering watchfulness.
Why not clean once a day and then let the dust be till next morning?
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