A couple of recipes from an 1889 book I have on my shelf called “The Toronto Ladies’ Cook Book”:
FOR HEADACHE–Pour a few drops of ether on one-half ounce of gum camphor and pulverise; add to this an equal quantity of of corbonate ammonia pulverised; add twenty drops peppermint; mix and put in an open-mouthed bottle and cork.–Mrs. A. M. Gibbs
Do you sniff this or swig it? A belt of this stuff and you’d be open-mouthed and corked yourself!
TO RESTORE FROM STROKE OF LIGHTNING—Shower with cold water for two hours; if the patient does not show signs of life, put salt in the water, and continue to shower an hour longer.
CAMPHOR ICE—One ounce of lard, one ounce of spermaceti, one ounce of camphor, one ounce of almond-oil, one-hald cake of white wax; melt and turn into moulds.–Mrs. A. M. Gibbs
Where does one find good spermaceti these days?
From the introduction:
“HOUSEKEEPING: Word of grace to woman; word that makes her the earthly providence of her family, that wins gratitude and attachment from those at home, and a good report of those that are without. Success in housekeeping adds credit to the woman of intellect, and lustre to a woman’s accomplishments. It is a knowledge which it is as discreditable for any woman to be without as for a man not to know how to make a living, or how to defend himself when attacked. So, no matter how talented a woman may be, or how useful in the church or society, if she is an indifferent housekeeper it is fatal to her influence, a foil to her brilliancy and a blemish in her garments.”
And on dinner-parties:
“When the ladies are quite through with dessert the hostess catches the eye of each or raises her gloved hand slightly, as a signal, and they leave the table, the oldest lady going first, the youngest last, followed by the hostess–the youngest gentleman, or the one nearest the door, taking it on himself to hold the door open. After half an hour a guest is at liberty to withfraw, but a dinner party rarely breaks up till half past ten or later, if cards and dancing follow.”
This is pretty much how I imagine the NY Dopers get-togethers…