John is not John until he is married. He assumes the sobriquet at the altar as truly as his bride takes the title of "Mistress" or "Madame." Once taken, the name is generic, inalienable and untransferable. Yet, as few men marry until they have attained legal majority, it follows that your John-my John-every wife's John-must have been in making for a term of years before he fell into our hands. Sometimes he is marred in the making. The most loyal wife admits to her inmost self in the most confidential season of self-communion, that she could have brought up her husband better than his mother...

John is not John until he is married. He assumes the sobriquet at the altar as truly as his bride takes the title of "Mistress" or "Madame." Once taken, the name is generic, inalienable and untransferable. Yet, as few men marry until they have attained legal majority, it follows that your John-my John-every wife's John-must have been in making for a term of years before he fell into our hands. Sometimes he is marred in the making. The most loyal wife admits to her inmost self in the most confidential season of self-communion, that she could have brought up her husband better than his mother...

This work, published originally in 1878, contains menus and recipes arranged chronologically and adapted to the American market, so that the economically-minded homemaker can shop and cook seasonally.

Marion Harland and Christine Herrick collected Americanized versions of international recipes for this cookbook. The authors aimed to provide home cooks of the day with elegant recipes that were easily reproduced.

Marion Harland, whose real name was Mary Virginia Terhune, was an extraordinarily popular cookbook author in her time. Published in 1884, this book includes simple, straight-forward recipes based on bountiful 19th-century ingredients such as grouse, oysters, venison, and vegetables.

FROM the time when, as a mere baby, I dreamed myself to slumber every night by "making up stories," down to the present hour, every human life with which I have been associated, or of which I had any intimate knowledge, has been to me a living story. All interest me in some measure. Many enlist my sympathy and fascinate the imagination as no tale that is avowedly fictitious has ever bewitched me. I hold and believe for certain that if I could draw aside the veil of conventional reserve from the daily thinking, feeling, and living of my most commonplace acquaintance, and read these from...

It is meet that those whose sympathy has been dew and sunshine to the nursery plant, should watch over its transplantation into the public garden. And as this Dedication is the only portion of the book which is new to you, you do not require that it should remind you of the welcome stormy evenings, when I laid down my pen, to read to you the chapters written since our last "select party;" how the fictitious names of my real characters were household words to our trio: and your flattering interest-grateful because sincere-stimulated my flagging spirits in the performance of my task. You know,...

It is meet that those whose sympathy has been dew and sunshine to the nursery plant, should watch over its transplantation into the public garden. And as this Dedication is the only portion of the book which is new to you, you do not require that it should remind you of the welcome stormy evenings, when I laid down my pen, to read to you the chapters written since our last "select party;" how the fictitious names of my real characters were household words to our trio: and your flattering interest-grateful because sincere-stimulated my flagging spirits in the performance of my task. You know,...