Battle Creek Sanitarium School of Home Economics - Nucleus Yearbook (Battle Creek, MI)

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SLI? s Q- ' ua: 5 THIS MONTH'S FAVORITE RECIPES ' PARADISE CAKE Three lemons, four cups flour, two eggs. Mix the sugar carefully with the chopped nut meats and fold in the citron, being careful not to scorch. Cook slowly at 420 degrees for 2M hours in a waffle iron, and serve with sliced pimentoes. HOUSEHOLD HINTS fConducted by Mrs. Ike N.'Cookitj To remove spots from clothes- Soak the offending article in Benzine for three hours and hold in flame of blowtorch for three minutes. You will soon find that the spots have entirely vanished. To restore color to gray hair- This simple home remedy is here disclosed for the first time. 1 First carefully remove the hair en masse and clean thoroughly. Leave over- night in a solution of lampblack and shoe blacking. Sew securely in place and your friends will hardly know you. , To fry potatoes- You will Find that meat, eggs or potatoes will not stick to the frying pan if the bottom is carefully removed before frying. QUERIES AND ANSWERS Mrs. S. W. E.: To prevent cakes from falling, tie them securely to the ceiling with a two inch manilla rope. This can be bought at any fruit stand for a fewucents. Mrs. T. N. T.: You will find that your bread will rise much faster if a liberal handful of gunpowder is sprinkled in the bottom of the pan and a quick fire used. -From Gargoyle YOUR LIFE PROBLEMS fDiscussed by Helen Thensomj Dear Miss Thensom: ' I am sixteen years old, grey eyed and have a mole under my left ear lobe. I am not yet married and my hair has commenced to fall out. My tears spoil my complexion. Help me to stop them. Hairless Orphan. Dear Orphan: I can sympathize with you, for indeed, I was an orphan once myself. Have you tried a shampoo? If that does not help it I would conclude that the cat 112

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s a A C I in 'your eye no doubt frightened the mole which ran up into the roots of your hair. A mole trap can be purchased at any hardware. Never let it be said, my girl, that you bawled because you were bald. Dear Miss Helen : I am a refined young lady of excellent parentage. I have always been in the best of health and am of an athletic inclination. - I am, however, troubled with an excess of hair on my upper lip. I allowed it to grow for some time thinking it would become discouraged. But it still persists and interferes with my eating. Should I accept the offer from the side show? Anxious. Dear Anxious : Your strange tale makes my lip quiver. I have found that equal parts of lemon juice, KDK, carbolic acid and iodine is an excellent mixture to enable one to remove burdens of which you write. If this proves futile why not enter the Durham-Duplex contest? You deserve it. . Dear Miss Thensom: A I met a bobbed haired girl named Margaret at an all-campus mixture. She has refused me time and again for the son of a rich smoked herring producer. She painted before. Now she paints before and after. 'Should I resort to stripe ties. I own stock in the Dexter water works and stand ready to meet any and all comers. Thomas. Dear Tom : Your story sounds Fishy. Rejoice that you still are able to resort to Frost Bites. Your words remind me of a personal experience: We were sitting under the golden glow of the porch light when it suddenly went out. He had to, and I wanted to-so we both laughed. Have you tried Ypsi? Go east, young man. and grow up with the revolution! -From Gargoyle 113