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Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2372, 9 November 1881, Page 4

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A Bbmbdy bob Asthma. —Considerable interest has been exoited by the disco rery of a plant in Rockhampton, supposed to have great remedial properties in cases of asthma. The plant in question is known by the botanical name Euphorbia filofera. That it does possess these properties for which it has credit an instance was cited where a man who had suffered from this complaint for a length of time was relieved shortly after having partaken of the decoction. Whether it may possess the necessary qualities for effecting a permanent cure can, of course, only be a question of time, but that it does give temporary relief seems to be evident. Mbnding Kbttlbs. —lf an iron kettle has a hole in the bottom of it, drive in a plug of lead and hammer down on both sides. If kept covered with water it will not melt. Or, make a cement with six parts of dry clay and one of iron filings, make into a paste with boiled linseed oiL BY A NSW ZEALAND LADY. Sweets, puddings, and pies 1 What a tempting array of dainty dishes present themselves to my mind’s eye as I sit down to write to-day. I shall not bewilder my pupil by describing them. And while I think over my “bill of fare ” for to-day’s lesson, I will sing a metrical recipe (adapted to tha air of “ Jeannette and Jeannot ”) for a Christmas Plum Pudding. “ Plum Pudding.” “If you wish to make the pudding in which every one delights. Of six pretty new-laid eggs you must take the yolks and whites. Beat them well up in a basin till they thoroughly combine, And be sure you chop the suet up particularly fine. Take a pound of well-stoned raisins, and a pound of currants dried, A pound of pounded sugar, and some candied peel beside. Bub them all wall together with a pound of wheaten flour. And let them stand to settle for a quarter of an hour. Then tie the mixture in a cloth, and put it in a pot, Some people like the water cold, and some prefer it hot. But though I don’t know which of those two plans I ought to praise, I know it ought to boil an honr for every pound it weighs. Oh! if I were Queen of France, sr still better Pope of Borne, I’d have a Christmas pudding every day I dined at home; All the world should have a piece, and if any did remain, Next morning for my breakfast I would have it fried again.” F. J. S. The above is an excellent recipe, and remembering that rhyme is sometimes more impressive than reason, I give it for my pupil to learn by heart. As it is rather an expensive recipe, however, I will give her, in addition, the following for