THE ART OF ARTS
Some maids are gifted with the artOf painting like the masters;To dullest canvas they impartThe freshness of the pastures.While others, with their ready pen,Find hours of busy pleasureIn polished prose, or then, again,In light poetic measure.Another, like a woodland bird,May set the sad world ringingWith carols sweet as ever heard;Here is the art of singing.But there’s a maid and there’s an artTo which the world is looking,—The nearest art unto the heart,—The good old art of cooking.—Selected.
Some maids are gifted with the artOf painting like the masters;To dullest canvas they impartThe freshness of the pastures.While others, with their ready pen,Find hours of busy pleasureIn polished prose, or then, again,In light poetic measure.Another, like a woodland bird,May set the sad world ringingWith carols sweet as ever heard;Here is the art of singing.But there’s a maid and there’s an artTo which the world is looking,—The nearest art unto the heart,—The good old art of cooking.—Selected.
Some maids are gifted with the artOf painting like the masters;To dullest canvas they impartThe freshness of the pastures.
Some maids are gifted with the art
Of painting like the masters;
To dullest canvas they impart
The freshness of the pastures.
While others, with their ready pen,Find hours of busy pleasureIn polished prose, or then, again,In light poetic measure.
While others, with their ready pen,
Find hours of busy pleasure
In polished prose, or then, again,
In light poetic measure.
Another, like a woodland bird,May set the sad world ringingWith carols sweet as ever heard;Here is the art of singing.
Another, like a woodland bird,
May set the sad world ringing
With carols sweet as ever heard;
Here is the art of singing.
But there’s a maid and there’s an artTo which the world is looking,—The nearest art unto the heart,—The good old art of cooking.—Selected.
But there’s a maid and there’s an art
To which the world is looking,—
The nearest art unto the heart,—
The good old art of cooking.
—Selected.
PRACTICAL ’OLOGIES
Daughter.—“Yes, I’ve graduated, but now I must inform myself in psychology, philology, bibli—“
Practical Mother.—“Stop right where you are: I have arranged for you a thorough course in ‘roastology,’ ‘boilology,’ ‘stitchology,’ ‘darnology,’ ‘patchology,’ and general domestic ‘hustleology.’ Now get on your working clothes.”—Detroit Free Press.
A little girl who, when having her Scripture lesson, was asked by her sister Ruth, “Why did God make Eve?” replied, “To cook for Adam, o‘ course.”—Christian World.
There are some tombstones upon which the inscription might very properly be written,“He died a victim to poor cooking.”