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it is hardier than the orange and as one of the citron tribe was brought into europe by the arabians |
the lemon was first cultivated in england in the beginning of the seventeenth century and is now often to be found in our green houses |
this juice which is called citric acid may be preserved in bottles for a considerable time by covering it with a thin stratum of oil |
to pickle eggs |
seasonable this should be made about easter as at this time eggs are plentiful and cheap |
a store of pickled eggs will be found very useful and ornamental in serving with many first and second course dishes |
illustration ginger |
the ginger plant known to naturalists as zingiber officinale is a native of the east and west indies |
in jamaica it flowers about august or september fading about the end of the year |
beat the yolks of the other two eggs add them with a little flour and salt to those pounded mix all well together and roll into balls |
boil them before they are put into the soup or other dish they may be intended for |
lemon juice may be added at pleasure |
mode put the whole of the ingredients into a bottle and let it remain for a fortnight in a warm place occasionally shaking up the contents |
they ought to be taken up in the autumn and when dried in the house will keep till spring |
add the wine and if necessary a seasoning of cayenne when it will be ready to serve |
note the wine in this sauce may be omitted and an onion sliced and fried of a nice brown substituted for it |
simmer for a minute or two and serve in a tureen |
sufficient to serve with five or six mackerel |
various dishes are frequently ornamented and garnished with its graceful leaves and these are sometimes boiled in soups although it is more usually confined in english cookery to the mackerel sauce as here given |
forcemeat for cold savoury pies |
pound well and bind with one or two eggs which have been previously beaten and strained |
illustration marjoram |
it is a native of portugal and when its leaves are used as a seasoning herb they have an agreeable aromatic flavour |
mode mix all the ingredients well together carefully mincing them very finely beat up the egg moisten with it and work the whole very smoothly together |
sufficient for a moderate sized haddock or pike |
now beat and strain the eggs work these up with the other ingredients and the forcemeat will be ready for use |
boil for five minutes mince it very small and mix it with the other ingredients |
if it should be in an unsound state it must be on no account made use of |
illustration basil |
other sweet herbs are cultivated for purposes of medicine and perfumery they are most grateful both to the organs of taste and smelling and to the aroma derived from them is due in a great measure the sweet and exhilarating fragrance of our flowery meads |
french forcemeat |
it will be well to state in the beginning of this recipe that french forcemeat or quenelles consist of the blending of three separate processes namely panada udder and whatever meat you intend using panada |
place it over the fire keep constantly stirring to prevent its burning and when quite dry put in a small piece of butter |
put the udder into a stewpan with sufficient water to cover it let it stew gently till quite done when take it out to cool |
illustration pestle and mortar |
when the three ingredients are properly prepared pound them altogether in a mortar for some time for the more quenelles are pounded the more delicate they are |
if the quenelles are not firm enough add the yolk of another egg but omit the white which only makes them hollow and puffy inside |
any one with the slightest pretensions to refined cookery must in this particular implicitly follow the example of our friends across the channel |
fried bread crumbs |
the fat they are fried in should be clear and the crumbs should not have the slightest appearance or taste of having been in the least degree burnt |
fried bread for borders |
when quite crisp dip one side of the sippet into the beaten white of an egg mixed with a little flour and place it on the edge of the dish |
continue in this manner till the border is completed arranging the sippets a pale and a dark one alternately |
mode cut up the onion and carrot into small rings and put them into a stewpan with the herbs mushrooms bay leaf cloves and mace add the butter and simmer the whole very gently over a slow fire until the onion is quite tender |
sufficient half this quantity for two slices of salmon |
illustration sage |
her meeting with letty was indescribably tender and the days that followed were pretty equally divided between her and her brother in nursing the one and loving the other |
but even while she enjoyed every hour of life and begrudged the time given to sleep she felt as if the dream was too beautiful to last and often said |
so christie turned a deaf ear to her prophetic soul and gave herself up to the blissful holiday that had come at last |
nothing can surprise me now i'm prepared for any thing even the sight of my quakerish lover dancing a jig |
i feel like a boy out of school or rather a man out of prison and must enjoy my liberty in some way |
i'm not a talker you know and as the laws of gravitation forbid my soaring aloft anywhere i can only express my joyfully uplifted state of mind by prancing as you call it |
i don't want you to i love to see you so young and happy only you are not the old david and i've got to get acquainted with the new one |
i hope you'll like him better than the frost bitten old david you first knew and were kind enough to love |
mother says i've gone back to the time before we lost letty and i sometimes feel as if i had |
in that case you will find me a proud impetuous ambitious fellow christie and how will that suit |
excellently i like pride of your sort impetuosity becomes you for you have learned to control it if need be and the ambition is best of all |
i shall wait for time to show |
then they went back to their work little dreaming as they tied roses and twined smilax wreaths how near that other chance was how soon they were to be called upon to keep their promise and how well each was to perform the part given them in life and death |
to no home in the land did the great trouble bring a more sudden change than the little cottage in the lane |
david was sober enough now and went about his work with a grim set to his lips and a spark in his eyes that made the three women look at one another pale with unspoken apprehension |
it is terrible and yet glorious |
david held it close in both of his saying gratefully thank you mother then fixing his eyes on the younger yet not dearer women he added with a ring in his voice that made their hearts answer with a prompt ay ay in spite of love or fear |
the boys bless their brave hearts have done nobly but older men are needed now we cannot sacrifice all the gallant lads and we who have more to lose than they must take our turn and try to do as well |
yes david sister and sweetheart answered bravely forgetting in the fervor of the moment what heavy consequences god might see fit to send good |
bennet will take the garden and green house off my hands this autumn for a year or longer if i like |
he's a kind neighborly man and his boy will take my place about the house and protect you faithfully |
i knew you would go i saw you getting ready and i made up my mind to follow |
you will let me do it and in return i will marry you whenever you ask me answered christie sealing the promise with a kiss that silenced him |
you've something to tell me i see it in your face dear i must go |
next evening as missus sterling sat alone in the twilight a tall man in army blue entered quietly stood watching the tranquil figure for a moment then went and knelt down beside it saying with a most unsoldierly choke in the voice |
the loyal frenzy fell upon the three quiet women and they could not do too much for their country |
it would have taken many knapsacks to hold all the gifts showered upon him by his friends and neighbors |
finding that lisha showed little enthusiasm on the subject she tried to rouse him by patriotic appeals of various sorts |
very well said missus wilkins resolutely to herself ef i can't make no impression on his soul i will on his stommick and see how that'll work |
we can't afford no nice vittles now when our men are sufferin so |
he was not as unmoved as he seemed by the general excitement and had felt sundry manly impulses to up and at em when his comrades in the shop discussed the crisis with ireful brandishing of awls and vengeful pounding of sole leather as if the rebels were under the hammer |
to say that the fish rose at once and swallowed the bait hook and all but feebly expresses the justice done to the cakes by that long suffering man |
can you remember what hepsey told us and call them poor long sufferin creeters names |
no he ain't it's a trainer added ann lizy |
now cynthy be you satisfied |
and the inconsistent woman fell upon his buttony breast weeping copiously |
his wife fed him with the fat of the land regardless of consequences his children revolved about him with tireless curiosity and wonder his neighbors flocked in to applaud advise and admire every one treated him with a respect most grateful to his feelings he was an object of interest and with every hour his importance... |
then the good soul openly shouldered the burden she had borne so long in secret and bravely trudged on alone |
the women dropped their work to look and listen for his visits were few and short and every instant was precious |
they knew what it was without a word missus sterling clasped her hands and bowed her head |
now let's be brave and enjoy every minute of it |
we will what can i do for you davy asked christie wonderfully supported by the thought that she was going too |
as a married woman you will get on better as my wife you will be allowed to come to me if i need you and as my he stopped there for he could not add as my widow you will have my pension to support you |
nothing can part us any more not even death for love like ours will last for ever |
not one david that's true love christie |
then they stood quite still for a time and in the silence the two hearts talked together in the sweet language no tongue can utter |
surely i shall if i give you and myself to the cause and i do it gladly though i know that my heart has got to ache as it never has ached yet when my courage fails as it will by and by and my selfish soul counts the cost of my offering after the excitement is over |
david caught the exaltation and gave no further thought to any thing but the duty of the hour finding himself stronger and braver for that long look into the illuminated face of the woman he loved |
the roses are for they remind me of poor helen and the first work i did with david was arranging flowers like these for a dead baby's little coffin |
but i think few brides dress with a braver happier heart than mine though i do choose a sober wedding gown answered christie smiling again as she took from a half packed trunk her new hospital suit of soft gray woollen stuff |
mister power is waiting are you ready love quite ready |
you young folks take a wedding trip to the green house while we see how well we can get on without you |
david and christie went smiling away together and if they shed any tears over the brief happiness no one saw them but the flowers and they loyally kept the secret folded up in their tender hearts |
a very simple little marriage feast but more love good will and tender wishes adorned the plain table than is often found at wedding breakfasts and better than any speech or song was letty's broken whisper as she folded her arms round david's empty chair when no one saw her heaven bless and keep and bring him back to u... |
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