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Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 1989, 20 May 1875, Page 3

'To PEEPAEE side bacon.—Divide the carcase down the backbone, remove the head, hams, and shoulders. Cut out all the ribs with as little meat upon them as possible. Then rub the flesh side of the meat with salt, or whatever mixture is chosen for the pickling. One pound of ©f salt, four ounces of coarse brown; sugar, and half an ounce of Saltpetre, is a: favorite pickle. As each side is well; rubbed, it is placed upon a stone or oak; slab, in a cool cellar, with the skin down- j wards; and one side is laid upon the \ other in a compact pile. A board is laid \ upon the top with heavy weights. In aweek the sides are rubbed afresh with/ salt or the above mixture, and the top 1 one "becomes the bottom of the pile.. This is repeated for six weeks, wheu the meat will bo sufficiently salted, and will be hung up to dry, op taken to the. smoke house. Ten days' smoking is' sufficient. , - .

A Vermont girl was left in charge of a drug store for a few moments, and distinguished her brief stewardship by emptying the contents of a vial of sulphuric acid on her head in mistake for " golden hair fluid." ■ She is not attending parties this winter. S\veet Anne Page.—A striking illustration pf Shakespeare's workmanship is afforded in the manner in which one of ■ the characters of this play, " sweet Anne Page," is installed for ever as an object' of the world's worship. Thrice only dees she appear on the stage, she has few 1 words to say, and' the only moral trait we discover in her is a tendency, not uncommon in her sex, to prefer her own way before that of her father and mother. What else we learn of her, on the. authority of Slender, amounts to this, that "she has brown hair, and speaks';, small like a woman." She yet remains: as distinct and gracious in reality as any; of the characters of history or fiction, and the first idea apt to invade the mind when we a think of Windsor is* that of " sweet Anne Page,"—Athenajuin ' " Now, then," said a physician, cheerily, to a patient, " you have got along far enough to indulge in a little animal food,and • "" No you don't, doctor," interrupted the patient; " I've suffered enough; on your gruel and slops, and I'd starve sooner than begin on hay and oats."