JELLY COOKIES

JELLY COOKIES



 3/4 lb. butter
1 c. sugar
4 c. flour
3 egg yolks
1 tsp. vanilla

 Cream together butter and sugar. Add to above, flour, yolks and vanilla.

Roll in a ball the size of a walnut and punch down in center.

Pull small dab of jelly in center. Bake in 425 degree oven from 10 to 12 minutes. Yield: 3 dozen cookies.  

THE LANDING

"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,
  As he landed his crew with care;
Supporting each man on the top of the tide
  By a finger entwined in his hair.

"Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:
  That alone should encourage the crew.
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:
  What i tell you three times is true."

The crew was complete: it included a Boots--
  A maker of Bonnets and Hoods--
A Barrister, brought to arrange their disputes--
  And a Broker, to value their goods.

A Billiard-maker, whose skill was immense,
  Might perhaps have won more than his share--
But a Banker, engaged at enormous expense,
  Had the whole of their cash in his care.

There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,
  Or would sit making lace in the bow:
And had often (the Bellman said) saved them from wreck,
  Though none of the sailors knew how.

There was one who was famed for the number of things
  He forgot when he entered the ship:
His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,
  And the clothes he had bought for the trip.

He had forty-two boxes, all carefully packed,
  With his name painted clearly on each:
But, since he omitted to mention the fact,
  They were all left behind on the beach.

Winter-time

Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.

Before the stars have left the skies,
At morning in the dark I rise;
And shivering in my nakedness,
By the cold candle, bathe and dress.

Close by the jolly fire I sit
To warm my frozen bones a bit;
Or with a reindeer-sled, explore
The colder countries round the door.

When to go out, my nurse doth wrap
Me in my comforter and cap;
The cold wind burns my face, and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose.

Black are my steps on silver sod;
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;
And tree and house, and hill and lake,
Are frosted like a wedding cake.

At the Sea-side

When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
  To dig the sandy shore.

WHY IS THERE SO MUCH JUNKY STUFF IN THE MAIL THESE DAYS?

I hear it all the time: "There is so much junk in the mail. Most of the stuff 
is crooked, hard to read, copied 100 times and ugly. I wouldn't order from 
them regardless of what they were selling." I agree! In fact _ I have 
wondered what would possess people to actually send out some of this "junky" 
stuff. Don't they realize it will cost them a great loss in potential sales? 
Don't they care? Don't they realize that they are actually LOSING money?
However, remember the old saying: "The rich get richer and the poor get 
poorer?" While a poor person of today can be a rich person of tomorrow - 
a person that stays poor their entire life does so because they have made 
themselves that way. They have never learned the proper way to conduct 
business in order for it to turn a profit for them. Some of them may have 
tried and tried _ but for some reason, they continually made bad decisions 
to keep themselves poor.
   
Let me give you a common example of what I mean. Around the 
first of the month, go grocery shopping. This is the time that people 
shop who are on fixed incomes and draw food stamp benefits. (I consider 
this the poor side of America.)  
   
Now - watch their buying habits very carefully. Very rarely will you 
see someone use manufacturers coupons to save money. Very rarely do you see 
them purchase a brand name product (unless its cigarettes or beer.) Most of 
the poor people ALWAYS purchase unbrand products. These are fine in some 
circumstances, but if a poor person buys a unbrand name of laundry detergent 
or dishwashing liquid _ it will run out 3 or 4 times faster than name brands 
like Dawn, Ivory and Palmalive. Sure _ the name brand costs more in the 
beginning, but the long term effects will save the poor person lots of money!
   
What does going to the grocery store and watching poor people have 
to do with junky mail? Plenty! Junky mail is created by people who will never 
be more than they are today _ OR they are people who have been taught by bad 
teachers and are trying to do what they are told. The fact remains through - 
ANYBODY can look at other things that come in the mail and learn from them. 
EVERYONE gets mailings from large companies that are written by professionals 
to sell products. All the mail order dealer has to do is READ them.
   
When a piece of mail arrives to you that appears professional and 
looks like it came from a company who had a lot of money - dissect it. Find a 
way that YOU can make your materials look like theirs for a price within 
your budget.
   
One problem that some dealers have who mail this "junky" stuff is 
that they don't believe they can look good without investing a lot of money. 
It doesn't take a lot of money to look good. Just like it doesn't take a lot 
of money to take a bath every day! You can still be poor but accomplish the 
same goal.

The Fox and the Mosquitoes

A Fox after crossing a river got its tail entangled in a bush,
and could not move. A number of Mosquitoes seeing its plight
settled upon it and enjoyed a good meal undisturbed by its tail.
A hedgehog strolling by took pity upon the Fox and went up to him:
"You are in a bad way, neighbour," said the hedgehog; "shall I
relieve you by driving off those Mosquitoes who are sucking your
blood?"

"Thank you, Master Hedgehog," said the Fox, "but I would
rather not."

"Why, how is that?" asked the hedgehog.

"Well, you see," was the answer, "these Mosquitoes have had
their fill; if you drive these away, others will come with fresh
appetite and bleed me to death."

The Wolf and the Crane

A Wolf had been gorging on an animal he had killed, when
suddenly a small bone in the meat stuck in his throat and he could
not swallow it. He soon felt terrible pain in his throat, and ran
up and down groaning and groaning and seeking for something to
relieve the pain. He tried to induce every one he met to remove
the bone. "I would give anything," said he, "if you would take it
out." At last the Crane agreed to try, and told the Wolf to lie
on his side and open his jaws as wide as he could. Then the Crane
put its long neck down the Wolf's throat, and with its beak
loosened the bone, till at last it got it out.

"Will you kindly give me the reward you promised?" said the
Crane.

The Wolf grinned and showed his teeth and said: "Be content.
You have put your head inside a Wolf's mouth and taken it out
again in safety; that ought to be reward enough for you."

Gratitude and greed go not together.