THE OMAHA DAILY BEE: WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 28, 1001.
Mistaken Identity
(Copyright, 1M1, by K. A. Itocbuck.)
Mr. Emley was a burglar. Ho was,
however, a select burglar, an nrtist In the
profession. On a very dark night In March
evtral years ago, he Walked up the front
stairs ot the nneat house In Clrcletown.
The house had boon sold a tow week
before to a gentleman In France and Mr.
Eraloy's reasons for visiting th place be
fore Its owner returned from abroad were
known only to himself. Ho was a cool
man, never taken unawares, prepared for
ny situation which might present Itself
and If on that dark night he was sur
prised to see the door before him suddenly
open no one woifld have guessed It. Cer
tainly tho servant on the Inside of the
threshold did not. He started back In
dismay, believing It to be his now and un
known master who stood confronting him.
"Good evening." said Mr. Kmlcy, rais
ing his hat.
"Wh h-hy wo didn't expect you for
evcral days, sir," stamrocd the servant.
"Indeed!"
"And nothing Is ready, sir, but if you
will como In we can fix up something."
Mr. Emley stepped Into tho hall and tbo
ervant turned on tho electric lights. A
sumptuously furnished room was revealed,
a servant In correct uniform and a tall-brown-eyed
gentleman of nbout 3S years of
age. Ho woro a tan overcoat and high
silk hat and carried an alligator dressing
case. Tho servant was greatly Impressed
with these evident proofs of gentility. Ho
poke reverently.
"Tho sldo room with tho bay window
ii nearest ready, sir. It you would car-,
to go In there"
"It will dn very nicely," said Mr. Km
,ley. I should havo let you know I was
coming, but really the Idcu nover occurred
to me."
The side room was eminently satisfac
tory. It was exactly the kind of a room
that Mr. Emley had often, with pangs 01
envy, seen othor men sleep In. To sleep
In one himself had seemed an Impossible
dream, but It was fast asuumlng a reality,
a common surcness that r.narmcd htm.
"Would you like something to eat, sir?"
suggested tho servant.
THEY
"I am hungry, nnd ah ah "
"Jenklnson, sir."
"Thanks. If you havo something to
drink, Jenklnson? It is a trlflo raw out
doors. And by tho way, has there any
mall come for mo lately?"
This was an excellent stroke of dl
nlomacy on Mr. Emlcy's part. Ho was
anxious to know who ho was. Tho ad
dress on thn envelope would tell him. -
"A letter enrao a week ago, ulr, but wo
forwarded It to Paris."
"I must have missed It. How was It
addressed?"
"Just F. I Smith. Tho Grange, Clrclc
town. III. sir. I think It was, an ndvertl o
ment." "Trobabty. I'll take tho lunch here. And
perhaps something hot oysters, now?"
"Yes, sir. 'Twill bo rendy In a few min
utes, sir."
The servant departed and Mr. Eml.-y
gazed about with a fast swelling air ot
pompousness.
"Dick, old boy," ho ld to himself, "It
Isn't exactly what you como for, but It'll
do. It's your Infernal luck again, old men,
and If you're asleep l don't care, but if
you wako tip I'll nover forgivo you."
When the luncheon was finished and tho
servant was about to retire Mr. Emliy
called to him:
"Jenklnson! He sure and lock cvcrythl g
up securely. I have been told that burg'ar4 I
are very daring In this part of the country."
"Indeed they are, sir," replied Jenkln
son. "Thuro's no telling what they'll do
next. Dut It'll be a mighty cold day wtcn
they get ahead of me, sir."
"It Is rather chilly tonight," ob erved Mr.
Emley.
Dy noon tho next day tho whilom master
had In a large degree overcome tho strange
new of his situation. He no longer had en
almost ungovernable lmpulso to gather to
his bosom all the silver ftn the sideboard,
end noiselessly tilt through the nearest win
dow, nut It was still a novelty to step
out of the front door in full sight of the
servants and enjoy tho vlow from the perch
without being driven to tho cxt.cmliy of
drawing a revolver or taking to his hoels.
It was a delight to his artlatlc nature to
It In the drawing room Mid cut tho peg's
of the latest magazine with a gold-handlci
Ivory paper knife, replacing tho knlfo cn tho
table when through with It. I mus! aflmlt
he tried this latttr experiment several lime
beforo successfully accomplishing It, nnd In
tplte of his earnest endeavors lis po.kcls
wero soon filled with a rollectlcn of small
valuables. However, hli environment was
having a good effect upon his moral nature.
"I would bo an honest man were I In
reality Mr. Smith," he told himself, run
ning his hand caressingly over a Jcwo:cd
sabre hilt that hung In the- hall.
nut the sabro hilt held strong attractions
not conslstant with moral reform, and Mr.
Eraley strolled out of doors and down the
gravel path toward the wrought-lron en
trance gates. Through the gatea came a
messenger boy with a yellow envelope In his
hand.
"Oood afternoon, my little man." said
Mr. Emley,
"Good aftofnoon, sir," said tho boy.
"You have a message'' Who for?"
"Mr. Jenklnson. sir,"
"Yes? Well, I'll take It. I have chargo
of everything here and will know Just where
to luj Mr. Jenklnson should ho not be at
tho house."
Mr Emley coolly appropriated the mes
sage, and the messenger's book. After
signing the book, he gave the boy a quarter
and tent him away happy.
"Now I wonder," said Mr. Emley, "who
this Is from?"
He turned the message round and round
In tho brilliant sunlight, but no answer to
his question shone forth.
"If I were In reality Mr. Smith I'd take
this to Jenklnson, but as I am not
Mr. Emley tore open tho envelope. The
mcssago was from Paris and read; "Dad
accident. Return In a month. J. I. Smith."
"Hurrah! Mr. Emley, allow mo the picas
uro of bidding you a long adieu! Mr. Smith,
make yourself perfectly at home for n
month, and I think It's high time you be
en mo acquainted with your new neighbors."
Mr. Smith proved an exceedingly popular
man. Clrcletown was rather n dull little
town, and Its elite society was rapidly bor
ing Itself to death. Therefore tho new
owner of Tho Orange was welcomed, figura
tively rpcaklng, with wide open nrms. And
this was not nt all s'range. Young, hand
some, tho possessor of great wealth, and a
long, silky mustache, when mustaches were
scarce, Mr. Smith was nn unusually eligible
man. Sweet girls smiled encouragingly
upon him, and anxious mothers deluged him
with Invitation.'!. The older men said ho
was "a good fellow," and the younger men
admired tho way he spent his money or,
that Is. ran up bills. Altogether his path
was one of roses, and ho went on his way
rejoicing.
It was at a ball that ho met the woman In
tho ensj Two of tho precious four weeks
had flown by on swift wings, und festivities
were nt their height. Mr. Smith had flung
himself Into the new life with all (he pent
up energy of his strong nature. It was hM
first taste of this kind of social pleasuroi
nnd there must have been a hidden strain
of refinement In his unknown parentage, for
WERE CONSTANTLY MEETING AFTER
he easily adapted himself to his new sur
roundings. And It was no wonder that
under the smile of fortune ho forgot ho was
wanted by the police of almost every large
city In the country, and walked through
the ball room with head held proudly
erect.
It was thus that she first saw him.
"Who Is that?" she Inquired of a friend.
"Where? Ohl that Is Mr. Smith ot The
Grange."
"Of Tho Grangel Up hero on tho hill?"
"Yes. Haven't you met him yot?"
"No." sho answered, looking curiously at
him, "I havo not"
She was Introduced to him as Mies
Lormer.
"She Just got back from Paris a few
weeks ago, too," sold tho friend who did
the Introducing. "How Btrango you did not
meet her over there, Mr. Smith."
"Well, nh! Paris Is rather a large town,
you know," said Mr. Smith.
"Were you there long?" Inquired M!os
Lormer, looking up with earnest eyes. Bhe
whs n sweet, pretty little creature with a
dollcato oval face filled with childish In
nocence nnd purity.
Mr. Smith felt uncomfortable. Fortu
nntcly. though, his consclonco didn't
troublo him much. Kato, the warbler. ueoJ
to ray he didn't have any conscience, but
then, of course, that was absurd.
"It nil depends upon what you call long,"
ho said, evasively replying to Mils Lormcr'a
question.
He nsked her to dance, and was charmed
with her conversation and manner. They
danced together several times as was
noticed and remarked upon by the oigle
eyed matrons, Mlsj Lormer's dancing '-"
beyond criticism and sho had an artless way
of accompanying her statements with an ap
pealing, upward glanco that made Mr.
Smith's brain whirl. He lured her Into tho
conservatory, hut when ho had round a
divan small enough for two she became
deeply Interested In tho mysterious a--
raugemrnt of a tea rose she held In her
hand. Mr. Smith adored her shy tlmldl y
and ambitiously planned to get possession
of the rose, but he was trained to patience,
"It Is strange I havo not met you before,"
he murmured, laying his nrra on the back
of the seat and looking at the brown curls
before him.
"I Just came from New York last night.
Havo you been here long?"
Tho earnest eyes woro uplifted and Mr,
Smith was glad he could tell the truth.
"No, only two weeks."
"How dull It must seem to -you after
Paris, especially as you have no relatives
hero, nor anyono you know very well."
"I do not find It dull now," ho said mean
ingly.
The gray eyes drooped and the petals of
tho rose wero cruelly mutilated. There
was silence for a while.
"Are you going to make your home per
manently at tho grange?" asked Miss
Lormer, breaking the speaking stillness.
"Well, I can hardly tell yet." said Mr.
hmun, "it depends on circumstances."
"Yes?"
"les. Hut at present I haven't tho
slightest Intention of leaving."
By E. A.
Roebuck
"You came rather unexpectedly, did you
not?"
"Yes. It has never been my custom to
herald my movements from the housetops."
"Well," said Mies Lormer, rising and
brushing the flower to the ground, "I hope
you weren't disappointed In your expecta
tions." "I did not Imagine that anything could
hrfvo so far exceeded them," replied Mr.
Smith, picking up the rose and pressing It
to his lips.
They wero constantly meeting after this
and although Mr. Smith was not In love he
was headed In the right direction. The
third week seemed hardly begun ere It
was finished and he was gazing with dismay
upon the unavoidable ending to his adven
ture. Another telegram announcing the
exact date of the real Mr. Smith's return
threw him Into a momentary whirlwind ot
passion and defiance.
"I will not glvo it up! I will not!" he
cried.
nut things finally readjusted themselves
to their normal condition and Mr. Smith
was but a thin mask covering Dick Emley,
smartest burglar, coolest man of Chicago.
"I have had my taste ot high life and
It has been perfect," ho soliloquized, "and
the only thing to do now la to gain some
lasting benefit from It; a sort ot Interest
on my money, as It were."
Clrcletown was an old little town, and
within Its narrow limits treasured many
rrlcclcss ancestral heirlooms. Family relics
were In great distinction and chief among
theso was silver. Every housewife recog
nized In society had her Dutch, or Eng
lish, or French, or German silverware,
heavy with age and tradition. It Is
strange no one had fhought of a silverware
exhibit before Mr. Smith proposed one,
but nobody had and tho Idea was hailed
with delight.
"Having proposed the plan, tho very
least I can do." said Mr. Smith, "Is to
offer for tho exhibit tho use of my house
nnd my Bcrvlco."
As be owned many rare pieces of silver
ware himself and the, public at large was
curious to see tho Interior of his new
THAT.
home, ho was gratefully thanked and the
offer accepted.
Two evenings the exhibit lasted and
all Clrcletown turned out, Tho affair was
one of great social magnificence. Under
nodding palms the silverware reposed upon
velvets of ruby, green and gold. Subdued
lights flung tbelr rosy radiance upon gleam
lng statuary and soft strains of music
throbbed through a bower of forns and
lilies. Tbo host was Irreproachable. With
a dignined and reserved, yet cordial wel
come, he put all at their ease, establish
lng for himself an enviable reputation
Such a social success bad sever before
been known In Clrcletown. The real Mr,
Smith was having a precedent established
for him that he might find difficulty In
living up to.
As was to bo expected, Miss Lormer
was the object of Mr. Smith's most marked
attentions. The town bad recognized this
ni)d the feminine portion of It was honestly
endeavoring to accept the fact graciously.
"Now he will always live here," said
the matrons, wisely nodding their heads,
"If ho had not fallen In love with one of
our girls, he would probably grow weary
ot so small a place and return to Paris,"
On the laBt evening of the exhibit Mr,
Smith escorted Miss Lormer to her home
In the little outside vestibule he took
hesitating farewell ot her.
"Think the best you can of me always,"
no said. "Although no man can be all
good woman thinks he Is, still I would hav
been all I seem to be had I always had the
opportunities I have now."
.miss former looKeu irouuiea ana was
about to speak Impulsively when a slight
cough was heard and, blushing slightly, sh
said, "Oood night!"
When Mr. Smith returned home he found
the servants busily packing up the silver
ware under the stern supervision of the
trustworthy Jenklnson. Mr. Smith had ex
pressed himself as disinclined to assume
longer than was absolutely necessary the
responsibility of tho borrowed heirlooms
and had made all arrangements for their
return the next morning. It was very early
the next morning when Mr. Smith arose.
Indeed It was still night. It was the day
of tho real owner's arrlvel and with his
customary thoughtfulncss of others Mr.
Emley had decided to leave. But there
wero several small matters to be attended
to first. All over the houso he went, up
stairs and down, and not a single sound
did he make. It was now that his great
art showed Itself. Holts and bars opened
like magic beforo the touch ot his slender
Angers and after he pased It was though
an army of strange ants had been at work.
The walls nnd montols, the cabinets, tables
and floors were bare and unsightly. He had
taken the precaution of having tho silver
ware packed In small boxes, but even so he
found difficulty In loading It on the cart ho
had driven out upon the lawn, nut at S
o'clock tho cart was filled. Climbing Into
the high seat and taking the reins ho turned
back toward the house and smiled.
"It Is a very cold day, Jenklnson," he
said.
Then he clucked softly to (he horse and
began his Journey. It was a very little
Journey. The horse had not taken ten steps
before some one stepped out from the
shadows and caught hold of the bridle rein.
Mr. Emley sprang to his feet, only to find
himself looking Into the barrel of a re
volver. "1 beg your pardon," said a soft voice,
'but could I speak to you for a few mo
ments?"
For the first time In his life Mr. Emley
was stunned, helpless, at the mercy ot his
opponent. The voice was that of Miss
Lormer. ,
"If you will get down from the cart," shj
said, "I will put this gun away. I am a
very good shot," and she laughed, "but the
thing makes me nervous."
Who would have thought that you were
In the pretension, too," Mr. Emley mut
tered In dazed tones as ho mechanical y
cllmed down from the cart.
Miss Lormer laughed again, moro heartily
than before, and It was then he saw that
she was not alone. A man stood at the
horse's head. One of bis lege was band
aged and he leaned heavily on a cane. He
was a tall, good looking young man, and he
returned Mr. Emley's survey with great In
terest. Noticing the exchange of glanc.s,
Miss Lormer turned to Mr. Emley, slightly
embarrassed.
'Allow me to Introduce to you, Mr. Smith,
my finance."
Mr. Emley started and flushed. Quickly
recovering himself, however, he bowed low
to the stranger.
"I congratulate you, sir.
"Thank you." murmured the real Mr.
Smith.
"Yes." said Mies Lormer, reflectively,
leaning her head on one side and looking
down at the revolver which she held in
one hand and patted with the other; "you
see I met him In Paris and wo became en
gaged. I wanted a homo here where I was
born, so ho bought The Orange, and I
picked out the servants. That Is why you
weren't known as an Impostor at once. Mr,
Smith was coming hero with me, but had
an accident, so I extended my visit In New
York where I was waiting for htm. When
I got here I was rather surprised to see
you, you know" (eho looKeu up wun a
twinkle In her eye); "but you were such a
good actor I hated to lutcrfore. Of course,
I had to tell Frank, but he always lets mo
do Just as I please, and here we all arc."
She smiled triumphantly, as though
having gathered together a picnic party,
and Mr. Smith stood leaning against the
horse, evidently much amused with the
situation. It was hard to reallzo that the
gentlemanly Mr. Emley was a common
burglar, as, Indeed, ho was not.
"And now that we are here what are we
going to do?" asked Mr. Emley.
Ills voice had a strange, unnatural
sound that made Miss Lormer wince. Per
haps her conscience was not entirely un
troubled as to her treatment of him. She
slipped the revolver ln(o a leather belt
encircling her slender warn ana new out
her hand.
'I think." she said gently, "you had
better go."
Mr. Emley bowed low over the little
hand. Ho lifted his bat to Mr. Smith,
and, turning, walked away from them Into
the darkness. When ho was tar enougn
away to render conversation Inaudible, Miss
Lormer called to blm:
"Walt a mtnutel"
He stood In the darkness waiting and
he fearlessly went up to him.
'I don't like to think of you going
away without anything," she said; "here,
take this."
"She pulled a tearoso from her iiir,
thrust tt Into his hand and ran baJJi to
her lover.
"Dick," said Mr. Emley to himself, "you
have waked up."
Table and Kitchen
Practical Suggestions Afcout Fsod d
tks Prsparitloas ot It.
Datlr Menus.
" ' " SUNDAY.
BREAKFA8T.
Fruit.
Cereal. Cream. ,
Sweet Breads Breaded and Fried.
New Teas. Cream Sauce.
Toast. . Coffee.
DINNER.
Tomato Bouillon.
Baked Spring Chicken. Rice.
Stowed Tomatoes. Lima Beans.
Lettuce.
Cafe Parfatt.
SUPPER. ,
Mayonnaise of Salmon.
Sliced Tomatoes.
Fruit Compote. Cake.
Lemonade.
THURSDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Peaches, Sliced In Cereal Mush.
Grilled Tomatoes. Bacon.
Bally Lunns. Coffee.
LUNCH.
Corn Pudding. Fried Okra.
Stewed Apples. Cream.
Soft Gingerbread. Tea.
DINNER.
Cream of Pea Soup.
Veal Cutlets. Cream Sauce.
Rice Crorsjettes. Grape Sauco.
Tomatoes and CucumberH.
Fruit Tapioca. Coffee.
FRIDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Fruit.
Cereal. Cream.
Creamed Codllsh. Plain Potatoes.
White Muffin. Coffee.
LUNCH.
Clam Chowder.
Squash Fritters. Cold Catsup.
Cereal Coffee.
DINNER.
Springtime Soup.
Boiled Salmon. Sauce Hollnndalse,
Mashed Potatoes. String Beans.
Cress Salad,
Apple Float. Vanilla Cream Sauce,
Coffee.
SATURDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Fruit.
rialn Omelet. Tomato Sauce.
Rice Waffles. Coffee.
LUNCH.
Curry of Vegetables. Rice.
Peach Puffs. Orango Sauce.
Ten.
DINNER.
Cream of Lima Bean Soup.
Bralwd Pigeons. Brown Sauce.
Spiced Grapes. Stewed Carrots.
Mayonnaise of TomntoeB Stuffed with Corn.
Pear Compote. Cake,
Coffee.,
VINEGARS A.VD CATSUPS.
Tti the Appetite Add Tastr, nnd llrnltli
to Hath.
"If all the world
Should, In a pet of temperance, feed on
pulse,
Drink the clenr stream, and nothing wear
but frieze.
The All-giver would be unthank'd, would
be unprats'd,
Not half His riches known, and yet de-
spls'd;
And we should serve Him as a grudging
There Is a happy medium to bo nttalned
between the pulse and water diet and a
riotous and extravagant variety of dishes,
The natural and normal appetite Ib one
that Is satisfied with simple foods, nut
we must be reasonable In our deductions
and understand the principal reason why
we are not content Is not so mueji because
we have lost our relish for plain and natu
ral foods as owing to the fact that bad
cooking renders these foods "flat, stale and
unprofitable."
This Is another and too often tho chief
cause of our dissatisfaction and want of
appetite for simple and natural foods. We
are not content with tho moderate use of
things we relish, we are prone to deceive
ourselves with tho false reasoning that If
a little of the good things kindly provided
will give us pleasuro, by Increasing the
quantity we Increase tho pleasure, until
In a very short time we pervert our' taste or
disorder our powers of dlgostlon.
This improvident indulgence In food we
do not need and are much better without
has no doubt been the cause of the In
creased demand for spicy and piquant ac
eessorles to our food supply,
Food Must lie Palatable Food must be
relished to be well digested; this has been
so clearly revealed It seems a waste ot
time to risk a repetition of the truth. But
In view of the fact that It Is quite impossible
In too many cases to get our food In Just
the right condition, with the osmazome un
changed nnd the natural flavors Intact, we
are thcretoro forced to substitute the nat
ural flavors of the food substances with
those nature with evident aud kindly Intent
furnishes us for substitutes In the aromatic
herbs, seeds, flowers and fruit acids.
All foods ot the nature of condiments,
which are merely Incentives to the appe
tite, and to be partaken ot tn very honico
pathetic portions, are to be regarded In the
light of necessary evils, harmless In tho
hands of the Intelligent and temperate, but
calculated to do serious harm It used In
excess.
The acids ot vegetables and fruits form
but a very small per cent of the substances
contained In our foods, but their presence
Is necessary to maintain a healthy condi
tion of the system. Acetic acid, which Is
best known to us In the form ot vinegar, Is
extensively used as a condiment tn sauces
and salads and In the preparation and pres
ervation of many vegetables and fruits
known as pickles. Aromatic or flavored
vinegars are so easily made and aro of the
greatest value to the cook, especially when
fresh herbs cannot be obtained. They are
used principally In salads and sauces.
Vinegar.
Corn Vinegar This Is a vinegar many
prefer to cider vinegar; use the following
proportions: To each gallon of soft water
(rain water Is best) add a pint ot light
brown sugar, or molasses, If you are not
particular to have a white vinegar; one pint
of corn scraped from the cob. Put all Into
a stone Jar, cover with a cloth and set tn
the sun for three weeks; by this time you
will have a good vinegar.
Mint Vinegar This, if acceptable, I nice
to use as a condiment to serve with roast
mutton when fresh mint Is out of season.
It may also bo added to a drawn butter
sauce served with mutton and a small quan-
I tlty Improves canned pens or string beans.
Loosely fill bottles with fresh, tender leaves
of mint, cover with good vinegar; cork
tightly and let stand .for three weeks. Then
pour off Into clean bottles, keep tightly
corked.
Parsloy Vinegar Oather fresh parsley,
pick off the leaves and fill a bottle loosely;
cover with vinegar; cork tightly and let
stand threo weeks; then pour off the vine
gar Into clean bottlcB, season to taste with
salt, cayenne and white pepper.
Chill Vinegar Take fifty Binall red chill
peppers, bruise them slightly or cut them
Into small pieces and cover with good,
strong vinegar.
Onion Vinegar Skin and chop rather
fine threo large white onions; mix with
them two level tablespoontuls granulated
sugar and one of salt. Put them In a china
dish and stand In a slow oven for three
hours, then turn Into a glass Jar or wide
mouthed bottle, fill with strong vinegar;
cover or cork tightly and let It stand two
or three weeks, shaking several times each
day; strain, bottle and cover or cork
tightly.
Lemon Vinegar This is a substitute for
lemon Juice; grate tho yellow rind from
five lemons, being careful not to get any
of tho pith. Squeeze the Juice of threo
lemons over tho grated rind; scrape out
the pulp, but discard seeds and white cu
ter skin; cover the rind, Julco and pulp
with a quart of good cider vinegar, cork
tightly and let stand two weeks; then
strain and bottle.
Spiced Vinegar One ounce each of
round mustard, lemon,, ginger, white pep
per, mace and dried lemon peel, quarter
of an ounce each ot cloves, allsplco and
cinnamon and an ounce ot celery, salt and
miarter of a teasnoonful of cayenne or a
few chopped chilli peppers; put all Into a
class lar: pour over them a quart of scald-
lnr vlnesar: cover tightly whllo hot; let
stand three days', shaking three times escb
day; strain and bottle.
Cataapa.
Tomato Catsup One gallon of ripe to
matoes: one and one-bait pints of good
cider, one nutmeg, one clove or garlic, four
tablespoontuls ot salt, halt a tablespoonful
of allspice, two level tablespoontuls celery
seed, three level tablespoontuls mustard,
one level tablespoonful cloves, quarter ot
cun ot sugar, seven level tcaspoonfuls of
black popper and one level teaspoonful of
cayenne. Boll the tomatoes until they are
soft and then rub them through a sieve;
measure and put Into the preserving ket
tle with all the other Ingredients and boll
for three hours, stirring frequently enough
to prevent burning. BottU and seal.
Walnut Catsup Take green walnuts bo-
fore the shell Is hardened, usually In right
condition early In August. If you havo a
food chopper put them through that; It not
chop very fine; put the pulp Into a coarse
cloth and squeeze out all the Juice; to a
gallon of the Juice add a pound of an
chovlcs. a Dotind ot salt, four ounces of
cayenno, two ounces of black pepper, an
ounce each of ginger, cloves and mace and
a root of horseradish grated. Boll all
together until reduced one-half; pour off
Into bottles and when cold Dottle tignt ana
seal. It will be ready for use In three
months.
Gooseberry Catsup Take eight pounds of
gooseberries that are nearly ripe, put them
Into a porcelaln-llned kettle, acaia ana
mash and rub through a coarce slevo. Add
four pounds of brown sugar and boll three
hours, then add four ounces ot cinnamon,
two ounces of cloves and one grated nut
meg, tie the whole spices up tn. bag, cook
an hour longer covered closely, then add
a nlnt of scalded vinegar, pour off Into
bottles, cork and seal.
Cold Catsup Four quarts of tomatoes, not
too ripe, finely chopped; drain off all the
water In a sieve; do not throw this away;
as It can be used In making a soup or
chowder Instead of clear water. Add to the
tomato pulp three-quarters of a cup of salt,
two roots of horseradish grated, quarter of
a pound of brown and a quarter or
a pound of white whole mustard seed, two
teaspoonfula of black pepper, two inrge ren
peppers chopped nne, tnrco stains 01
celery chopped, one pint of nasturtiums and
half a pint of chopped onions, one teaspoon
ful each of ground cloves and mace, two
teaspoontuls ground cinnamon, a cup of
brown sugar and a quart of strong cider
vinegar. Mix all well together, cover with
n cloth and lot stand for threo days, stir
ring occasionally, then bottle.
That's why tea and coffee make so many
people nervous, dyspeptic and rheumatic.
The poison Is known as cneln. Tea
contains 6 per cent, and coffee 2 per cent,
of this poison, ot which 7 grains will kill
a cat.
It you have sick headache or Indigestion,
stop tea and coffee at once. It's no trouble
nt all wheu you drink Caramel Cereal,
the Rattle Creek Sanitarium scientific sub
stitute tor conee. lias a nne aroma, a
pleasant flavor. ... Made from pure cereals,
No molasses ar cheap sugar factory refuse
which many to-called cereal beverages con
tain. The genuine bears a picture of the world
famous flattie Creek Sanitarium, Battle
Creek,' Mich. Ask your grocer for It.
Poison VVyV
Cup. . . tv 7
HERE ARE A FEW
OF
Timely Articles
By Eminent Writers
that have appeared in The
Twentieth Century farmer
during the first six months of 1901.
"What the Government Has Done for the Farmre," SEQ
KETARY OF AGRICULTURE JAMES WILSON.
"The Advance Made in the Study of Insects," Prof. LAW
RENCE BRUNER, State Entomologist of Nebraska.
"Some Leading Features of Kansas Agriculture," F. D.
COIiURN, Secretary of the Kansas State Board of Ag
riculture. "Why Live Stock Men Oppose the Grout Bill," J. W,
SPRINGER, President of the National Live Stock As
sociation. "Arguments in Favor of the Grout Bill," J. B. RUSHTON,
Ex-President of the Nebraska Dairymen's Association.
"New Department of Agriculture in Iowa," G. H. VAN
HOUTEN, Secretary of the Iowa State Board of Ag
riculture. "Review of tho Last Century In Dairying," Prof. D. H.
OTIS of the Kansas Experiment Station.
"Redeeming tho Semi-Arid Plains," 0. S. HARRISON,
President of the Nebraska Park and Forest Association.
"Pertinent Facts About Seed Corn," N. J. HARRIS, See
retary of the Iowa Seed Corn Breeders' Assocaition.
"Question of Feeds for the Dairy Farmer," E. A.. BUR
NETT, Animal Husbandman of the Nebraska Experl
ment Station.
"Proper Care and Treatment of the Soil," R. W. THATCH
ER, Assistant Chemist of the Nebraska Experiment Sta
tion. . MHistory,of the Nebraska State Boarrjof Agriculture," Ex
Gov. ROBERT W. FURNAS, Present Secretary and
First President of the Board.
"Irrigation and Farming," GEORGE H. MAXWELL, Ex
ecutivve Chairman of the National Irrigation Associa
tion. "Making Winter Wheat Hardy," T. L. LYON, Assistant
Director of Nebraska Experiment Station.
Articles on Boil Culture and Conserving the Moisture in
the Semi-Arid West, H. W. CAMBEL.L
Special Articles each week, JAMES ATKINSON, of the
Iowa Experiment Station at Ames.
Letters of Travel FRANK
Other writers contributing to The Twentieth Centnry
Farmer, are:
Chancellor E. BENJAMIN ANDREWS, of the University
of Nebraska.
Prof. CHARLES E. BESSEY, State Botantet of the Uni
versity of Nebraska.
R. M. ALLEN, President Standard Cattle Company.
C. R. THOMAS, Secretary American Hereford Breeders'
Association.
B. O. COWAN, Assistant Secretary American Shorthorn
Breeders' Association.
Prof. H. M. COTTRELL, Kansas Experiment Station.
Dr. A. T. PETERS, Nebraska Experiment Station.
Hon. J. STERLING MORTON, Former Secretary of Agrl.
culture Father of Arbor Day.
Prof. A. L. HAEOKER, Nebraska Experiment Station.
E. F. STEPHENS, President Nebraska Horticultural So
ciety for five years.
E. WTHITCOMB, Friend, Nebraska, Supt. Bee Exhibit at
Nebraska State Fair.
O. H. BARN HILL, Shenandoah, Iowa, Secretary South
western Iowa Horticultural Society.
Women's Department conducted by Mrs. NELLIE
HAWKS, of Friend, Neb.
Veterinary Department In charge of one of the best veteri
narians In the west.
What othtr Agricultural papar can match this?
Evary waak in tha yaar for ona dollar.
Send you name on a postal for sample copy and club
bing list.
Twentieth Century farmer
OMAHA.
THE
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