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I'5, t —-THE _ I Story of Francis Cludde A Romance of Queen Mary's Reign. BY STANLEY J. WEYMAN. ; . CHAPTER XIX. Tllo bitterness of that hour long (past, when he had left me for death, ■when he had played with the human longing for life and striven without thought of pity to corrupt me by hopes and fears the most awful that •mortals know, was in my voice as I spoke. I rejoiced that vengeance had come upon him at last, and that I was Its instrument. I saw the pallor of a great fear creep into his dark chock and read in his eyes the vicious pas sion of a wild beast trapped and felt no pity. “Master Clarence,” I said and laughed—laughed mockingly. “You do not look pleased to see your friends, or perhaps you do not remember me. 'Stand forward, Master Bertie. May bo .'be will recognize you.” , But though Master Bertie came for ward and stood by my side, gazing at him, the villain's eyes did not for an instant shift from mine. "It Is the man!” my companion said after a 'solemn pause, for tho other, brenth ;!ng fast, made no answer. "He was a spy in the i .»y of Bishop Gardiner, when I knew him. At the bishop’s (death I heard that he passed into the (service of tho Spanish ambassador, the 'Count do Feria. Ho called himself at (that time Clarence. I recognize hint." Tho quiet words had their effect. (From full one half of the savago •crew round us a fierce murmur rose ‘more terrible than any loud outcry, yet .this seemed a relief to tho doomed man. He forced himself to look away 'from me and to confront the dark •ring of menacing faces which hemmed •him In. The moment ^ie did so he .appeared to find courage and words. j*'They take me for another man!" ho 'cried In hoarse accents. "I know noth ing (<f them!” and he added a fearful (oath. “He knows mo. Ask him.” I Ho pointed to Waiter Kingston, ■who was sitting moodily on a tram outside the ring, and who alone had (not risen under the excitement of my ichallenge. On being thus appealed to (he looked up suddenly. "If I am to Choose between you,” he said bitterly, I"and say which Is the true man, I 'know which I shall pick.” “Which?” Clarence murmured. '"Which?" This time his tone was dtf jferent. In his voice was tho ring of (hope. , "I should give tny vote for you,” (Kingston replied, looking contemptoua ly at him. "I know something about you, but of tlie other gentleman I 'know nothing.” , "And not much of the person you .call Crewdson," I retorted fiercely, "since you do not know his real name.” “I know this much," the young man answered, tapping his boot with jhis scabbard with studied carelessness, (“that he lent me some money and ■seemed a good fellow and one* that hated a nmsg priest. That is enough for me. As for his name, it Is his (fancy perhaps. You call yourself Carey. ‘ ‘Well, I know n good many Careys, ■but I do not know J’irO. nor ever heard of you.” f i swung round on him with a hot check. But challenge which was upon ■my tonguo was anticipated by Mas ter Bertie, who drew me forcibly back. ■•‘Leave this to me, Francis," he said, /■"and do you watch that man. Mas ter Kingston and gentlemen,” he con tinued, turning again to them and drawing himself to his full height ns die addressed them, "listen If you please. /You know me, if you do not know my (friend. Tho honor of Richard Bertie lias never been challenged until to gilght. nor ever will bo with Impunity. ‘Leave my friend out of the question tfind put me In It. I. Richard Bertie, isay I hat that man Is a paid spy and informer, come here In quest of blood hbotycy, and he, Crowdson, a nameless Tnnn. says that I lie. Choose between or look at him and Judge. Look!” He was right to bid them look. As the savage murmur rose again and d»ok from the wretched man his last hope, as the ugliness of despair and (Wicked, Impotent passion distorted his face, he was Indeed the most deadly witness against himself. The lights which shone on treach erous weapons half hidden or on the glittering oyes of cruel men whose blood was roused fell on nothing so dangerous as the livid, despairing face ■which, unmasked and eyed by all with aversion, still defied us. Traitor and ■spy as he was, he had tho merit of courago at least. He would die game. And even as I, with a first feeling of (pity for him, discerned this, his sword was out, and with a curse he lunged at me. Fsnruddocke saved me by a bullet ■which sent me reeling against the wall, so that tho villain’s thrust was spent on air. Before he could repeat It four or five men flung themselves s. (Upon him from behind. For a moment there was a great uproar, while the group surrounding him swayed to and fro as he dragged hts captors up and down with a strength I should not have expected. But the end was cer tain, and we stood looking on quietly. In a minute or two they had him down, and disarming him bound his hands. Fui me he seemed to have a special hatred. "Curse you,” ho panted, glar ing at me ns he lay helpless. "You have been my evil angel! From the first day I saw you you have thwarted me In every plan, and now you have brought me,to this!" ) "Not I, but yourself," I answered. curse upon you!" he cried again, tho rage and hate In his face so ter rible that I turned away shuddering and sick at heart. "if I could have killed you,” he cried, "I would have died contented.” “Enough!’’ interposed Penruddocke briskly. "It is well for us that Master ■Bertie and his friend came here lo night. Heaven gram It be not too late! We do not need." he added, look ing round, "any more evidence I think?" The dissent was loud, and, save for Kingston, who still sat sulking apart unanimous. % ••Death?" said the Corntshman Quietly. No one spoke, but each man gave a brief, stern riod. "Very well,” the leader continued; ‘‘then I propose”— “One moment,” said Master Bertie Interrupting him. "A word with you apart, with our friends’ permission. Ton can repeat It to ihem af'.ei ward.” He drew Sir Thomas aside, and they retired Into the corner by the door, where they stood talking in whispers. I had email reason to feel sympathy for the man who lay there tied and doomed to die like a calf. Yet even I shuddered—yes, and some of the hardened nun round me shuddered al so at the awful expression in his eye, ns, without moving his head, he fol lowed the motions of the two by the door. Pome faint hope spilnging Into being rung his soul and brought the ©respiration In great drops to his fore Ihesd. I turned away, thinking gravely of the early morning three years ago j when he had tortured me by the very 1 same hopes and fears which now J racked his own spirit. Penruddocke came back, Master | Ilerlie following’ him. "It must not be done tonight,” he an | nounced quietly, with a nod which I meant that he would explain the rea j son afterward. ‘‘We will meet again I tomorrow nt 4 in the afternoon, in stead of at 8 In the evening. Until then two must remain on guard with him. It Is right he should have some time to repent, and be shall have It.” This did not at once find favor. "Why not run him through now?” said one bluntly, "and meet tomorrow at some place unknown to h>m? If we come here again, we shall, likely enough, walk straight Into the trap.” "Well, have It that way, If you please,” answered Sir Thomas, shrug ging his shoulder. “But do not blame me afterward If you find we have let slip a golden opportunity. Be fools if you like. I dare say It will not make much difference In the end!” He spoke at random, but he knew how to deal with his crew, It seemed, for on this those who had objected as sented reluctantly to the course he proposed. "Bnrnes and Walters are here In hiding, so they had better be the two to guard him,” he continued. "There Is no fear that they will be Inclined to let him go!" I looked nt the men whom the glances of their fellows singled out and found them to belong to the little knot of fanatics I had before remarked —dark, stern men, worth, If the matter over came' to fighting, all the rest of the band put together. “At 4, tomorrow', then, wo meet.," Sir Thomas concluded lightly. ‘‘Then we will deal with him, never fear! Now It Is near midnight, and we must be go ing. but not all together, or we shall attract attention.” Half an hour later Master Bertte and I rode softly out of the courtyard and turned our fuers toward the city. The night wind came sweeping across ihe valley of the Thames and met us full In the face as we reached the brow of the hill. It seemed laden with melancholy whispers. The wretched 1 enterprise., Ill conceived, 111 ordered, and In its very nature desperate, to which we were in honor committed, would have accounted of Itself for any degree of foreboding. But the scene through which we had just passed, and on my part the knowledge that I had given up a fellow being to death, had their depressing Influences. For some distance we rode In silence, which I was the first to break.’ "Why did you put off his punish ment?" I asked. "Because I think he will give us In formation in the Interval,” Bertie an swered briefly. “Information which may help us. A spy Is generally ready to betray his own side upon occasion." “And you will spare him If ho does?" I asked. It seemed to me neither justice nor mercy. "No," he said, “there Is no fear of that. Those who go with ropes round their necks know no mercy. But drowning men will catch at straws, and ten to one ho will babble.” I shivered. “It is bad business,” I said. He thought I referred to the con spiracy and he Inveighed bitterly against It, reproaching himself for bringing me Into It and for his folly In believing the rosy accounts of men who had all to win and nothing save th^lr worthless lives to lose. "There Is only one thing gained," he said. "We are likely to pay dearly for that, so we may think the more of It. Wo have been the means of punishing a vlllnin.” “Yes,” I said, "that Is true. It was a strange meeting and a strnnge rec ognition. Strongest of all that I should be called up to swear with him." "Not strange," Master Bertie an swered gravely. "I would rnther call It providential. Bet us think of that and he of better courage, friend. We hnve been used: we shall not be east away hefore our time.” I looked back. For some minutes I had thought I heard behind us a light footstep more like the pattering of a dog than anything else. I could see nothing, but that was not wonderful, for the moon was young and tho sky overcast. "Do you hear some one fol lowing us?" I said. Master Bertie drew rein suddenly, and turning in the saddle we listened. For a second I thought I still heard the sound. The next It ceased and only the wind toying with the November leaves and sighing away In the distance came to our ears. "No,‘ he snld, “I think It must have been your fancy, I hear nothing." But when we rode on the sound be gan again, though at first more faintly, as If our follower had learned prudence and fallen farther behind. "Do not stop, but listen!” I said softly. "Cannot vou hear the pattering of a naked foot now?” "I hear something,” he answered. "I am afraid you are right and that we are followed." “What Is to be done?” I said, my thoughts busy. “There Is men wood In front," he an swered, "with a little open ground on this side of it. We will ride under the trees and then stop suddenly. Perhaps we shall be able to distinguish him ns he crosses tho open behind us.” We made the experiment, but as if our fol lower had divined the plan his footstep ceased to sound before we hnd stopped our horses. He had fallen farther be hind. "We might ride quickly back,” I suggested, "and surprise him.” "It would be useless," Bertie an swered. "There Is too much cover close to the road. Bet us rather trot on and outstrip him.” We did trot on, and what with the tramp of our horses as they swung along the rc?.-l and the sharp passage of the wind by c.:r oars we heard no more of the footstep behind. But when 'vo presently pulled up to brenthe our horses—or rather within a few minutes of our doing so—there It was behind us nearer au.l louder than before. I shiv ered as I listened, and presently, acting on a sudden Impulse, I wheeled my horse round and spurred him back a dozen paces along the road, j I pulled up. There was a movement In the shadow ; of the trees on my right, nnd I leaned j forward, peering In that direction, i Gradually I made out the lines of a ; figure standing still, as though gazing ! at rr<*—a strange, distorted figure, crooked, short and In some way, though ; no lineament of the face was vtr.ibie, j expressive of a strange and weird | malevolence. It was the witch! The j "itch whom I had seen In the kitchen } nt the gatehouse. How, then, had she ; come hither? How had she, old, lame 'decrepit, kept up with us? I trembled as she raised her hand, ilenrl standing otherwise motionless | pointed at me out of the gloom. The ■ • boroe under me was trembling, too— [ trembling violently, with Its ears laid back, and as she moved Its terror In creased, It plunged wildly. I had to give for a moment all my attention to it, and though I tried in mere revolt against the fear which I felt was over coming me to urge It nearer my efforts were vain. After nearly unseating me the beast whirled round, and getting the better of me galloped down the roai! toward London. "What is it?” cried Ma.sl.or Bertie as I came speedily up with him. He had ridden slowly on. "What is the mat ter?” "Something in the hedge startled it,” I explained, trying to soothe the horse. "1 could not clearly see what It was." “A rabbit, r dare say," he remarked, deceived by my manner. “Perhaps it was.” I answered. Some Impulse, not unnatural, led me to say nothing about what I had seen. I was not quite sure that my eyes had not de ceived ine. I feared his ridicule, too, though he was not very prone to ridi cule. And above all I shrank from ex plaining the medley of superstitious fear, distrust and abhorrence In which I held the creature who had shown so strange a knowledge of my life. We were already near Hoi born, and reaching without further adventure a modest inn near the Bars we retired to a room we had engaged and lay down with none of the gallant hopes which had last night formed the subject of our talk. Yet we slept well, for de pression goes better with sleep than does the tumult of anticipation, and I was up early and down In the yard looking to the horses before London was well awake. As X entered the stable a man lying curled up in the straw rolled lazily over, and shading his eyes glanced up. Apparently he recognized me, for he got slowly to ills feet. "Morn ing!" he said gruffly. I stood staring at him, wondering if I had made a mistake. "What are you doing here, my man?” I said sharply when I had made certain I knew'him, and that he was really the surlv hostler from the Gatehouse tavern at Hlghgate. "Why did you come here? Why have you followed us?” "Come about your business," he an swered. "To give you that.” I took the note he held out to me. "From whom?" I said. Who sent It by you?” "Cannot tell, " he replied, shaking his h ea d. "Cannot or will not?” I retorted. "Both," he said doggedly. "But there! If you want to know what sort of a kernel is in a nut, you don't shake the tree, master—you crack the nut.” I looked at the note he had given me. It was but a slip of paper folded thrice. The sender had not addressed or sealed or fastened it in any way, had taken no care either to Insure its reaching its destination or to prevent prying eyes seeing the contents. If one of our associates had sent it, ha had been guilty of the grossest care lessness, "You are sure it is for me?” I said. "As sure as mortal can be,” he an swered. “Only that It was given me for a man, and not a mouse! You are not afraid master?" I was not, but he edged away as he spoke and looked with so much alarm at the scrap of paper that it was abundantly clear he was very much afraid himself, even while he derided me. I saw that If I had offered to re turn the note he would have backed out of the stable and gone off there and then as fast ns his lame foot would let him. This puzzled me. However, I rend the note. There was nothing in It to frighten me. Yet. as I read the color came Into my face for it con tained one name to which I had long been a stranger. "To Francis Cludde,’ it ran. "If you would not do a thing of which you will miserably repent ail your life, and which will stain you In the eyes of all Christian men, meet me two hours be- ! fore noon at the cross street of St. | Botolph's, where you first saw Mistress | Bertram. And tell no one. Fail not I 1o come. In heaven's name, fall not!” The note had nothing to do with the ! conspiracy, then, on the face of it, rays- j tcrious as it was and mysteriously as it I came. “Look here!” I said to the man. "Tell me who sent it. and I will give you a crown.” "I would not tell you," he answered stubbornly, "If you could make me king of England! No, nor king of Spain too! You might rack me. and you would not get It from me!” His one eye glowed with so ob stinate a resolve that I gave up the attempt -to persuade and turned to examine the message Itself. Bat here I fared no better. I did not know the handwriting, and there was no peculiarity in the paper. I was no wiser than before. “Are you to take back any answer?" I said. "No,” he replied, “the saints be thanked for the same! But you will bear me witness," he went on anxious ly, “that I gave you the letter. You will not'forget that or say that you have not had It? But there!" he added to himself as he turned away, speaking in a low voice, so that I barely caught the sense of the words, "what is tha use? She will know!" (Continued Next Week.) Pioneer of Predigestion. From the New York World. Ferdinand Schumacher, the dead “oat meal king,” deserves more than a passing tribute. He had won a double niche in the temple of fame. He will rank with the Morses, McCormicks and Edisons as a hero of Invention, and among the Have meyers and Armours as a captain of In dustry. Schumacher found the American break fast table a chaos of pancakes, hot bls suit and pie, and he left it a sweet sym phony of cereals and cream. He was an apostile of predigestion among a dyspep tic people. Under his diet manipulation the despised grain which Dr. Johnson said was food for horses in England and for men in Scotland was transformed Into a gastronomic delight. Will Edinburg have no monument to the Hanoverian immi grant who carried abroad the celebrity of its "gran’ fuid,” as Davy Ballour’s laird called it? The pink cheeks of a million schoolboys testify to the reform Schu macher wrought in a nation’s dietary. Thanks to him, corn, rye, barley and all the farinaceous grains now supply bone and sinew to the populace. In a record of Schumacher’s achieve ments his contributions to American lit erature should not be overlooked. He was the Maecenas of the 10-cent magazine. The muck-rakers may have had the glory, but the true story of the success of many a periodica! Is to be read In the break fast food advertisements. The muse would have been on short rations but for the cereals. The Art of Punctuation. From the Boston Transcript. Returning from school the other aft ernoon, little Edith proudly informed her mother that she had learned how to ‘ punctuate." “You see, mamma," explained Edith, when you write ‘scat’ you put a hat pin after it, and when you ask a ques tion. then you put down a button hook.” ^ _ Mr. Elsenstein—I vant my boy to learn some odder languages besides der I English. } The Professor—All right; which do | you prefer, Spanish, Italian, Russian or French? Mr. Elsenstein—Vich ist der cheapest? Some of the great Atlantic liners em ploy 1B0 firemen. FOR FEMININE EYES i MORNING FROCK OF PINK CHAMBRAY. The accompanying sketch shows a becoming and smart morning gown of chambray—linen, percale or gingham also being suitable for such a gown. The short skirt was cut in two parts, the upper part being joined to the lower under a stitched tuck. Bands trimmed the bodice and skirt, the frock fastening at the left side of the front. The low turndown collar was of white hand em broidered linen, and was -worn with a tie of black satin. ♦ FOUR SEASONABLE F F DESSERT SUGGESTIONS F +4-FT-FF-f •F-F-f-F-f-F-F-f-f-F-F-f-f-f-F-f-fF-t Preserve Melons for Winter. Take watermelons about this time of the year and cover them with a thick coat of varnish, being sure to have them thor oughly covered to insure air tightness. Put away in a cool, dry place, and they can be served all winter. Cream of Strawberry Pie. Make a shell and six strips of puff paste; plain pastry will do. To one box of crush ed strawberries add o-ie-half cupful of sugar; thoroughly blend, cover, and set aside. Whip one cupful of rich sweet cream until it begins to thicken, then slow ly add one-half cupful of powdered spgar and continue to whip until it is quite thick; then add one-half teaspoonful of manilla extract. Mix the strawberries with the cream and fill the pie. Then lay the strips on top. Serve at once. A delicious pie, quickly and easily prepared. Blueberry Pudding. Beat three eggs separately, add the yolks to one cup of sugar creamed with one tablespoon of butter; add alternately two cups of flour, sifted with three teaspoons of baking powder, and one cup of milk. Flavor with a little nutmeg and add more flour, If necessary, to make a soft bat ter. The last moment fold in the whites of the eggs beaten stiff and one-half tea spoon of salt and a quart of berries well dredged in Hour. Bake half an hour and serve with cherry sauce. Cream one quarter cup of butter, add one cup sugar and one cup of stoned cherries. Raspberry Mousse. Mash a quart of berries, add one-half cup of powdered sugar and one table spoonful of granulated gelatin which has been soaked In cold water and dissolved in one-quarter cup of hot water. Sir un til the mixture begins to thicken, then add one cup of cream beaten stiff, and fold in one banana cut in thin slices. Turn into a mold, pot on ice, and after three hours serve with sponge cake. CANDLES FOR TIRED EYES. When the excessive light of the gas Jet or the electric bulb tires weak eyes, resort to the good old tallow candle. In sick rooms, where a candle would do the best service during the night, it is entirely forgotten, and the tired eyes of the Invalid are forced to endure a light that perhaps is constantly working injury and adding nervous ness to the other malady. Candles could also easily be used to economize on the gas bill. Furnishing a holder with one for each bedroom can be done at small cost with good result. Shades might also be bought for them at a small cost and give them even a neater appearance and save them from flickering in airy rooms. For the sick room wax candles are preferred, as they never produce smoke or smell. They seem to soothe the nerves of the Invalid, and in this way help to produce a restful night. In spite of the fact that the Univer sity of Moscow does not admit women students it is to have the first woman professor ever appointed in Russia. Dr. Donehakova is the woman. She is a graduate of Zurich and is looked upon as an authority in pathology. Miss Sweet—So you prefer beauty to money? Cholly—Yes, Indeed! Beauty is even more lasting than money nowadays. t* 4 4- MEAT SUGGESTIONS 4 4- WORTH REMEMBERING. 4 ♦ ^ M ^ ^ ^ ^4 Lenox Chicken or Veal. Dissolve a teaspoonful of gelatine in three-fourths of a cup of hot chicken cr veal stock. When this begins to thicken, beat until frothy and add three-fourths cup of heavy cream beat en until stiff, and one and a half cups of cold chicken or veal cut Into dice; season with salt and pepper, turn in to Individual molds, and serve. A slice of lemon put into the bottom of each mold makes a pretty dish for a lunch eon. When Stuffing a Fowl. When stuffing a fowl stick tooth picks through both sides of the open ing, near the edge, and the dressing can be laced in in much less time than it can be sewed, and it can also be much more easily served at the table. A Spanish Roast. Take two pounds of round steak and one pound of pork shoulder; have ground together; then take one egg, one cup of cracker crumbs, season, and mix all together in form of a loaf. Then take one can of tomatoes and pour over the top and season. Put in the oven and bake until the juice o’ to matoes is nearly all gone; take the re mainder and make gravy. It is fine served hot and is good sliced cold for luncheon. To Test Deep Fat for Frying. When the'fat gets real hot, throw into it an Inch square of bread and county 40. If at the end of this count the bread is a golden brown it is ready for frying. _ ♦ 4* 4 -4’ 4 My heart is full of song, my lips 4 4 are scant of speech, 4 4 It is you, you, you, it is us, each 4 4 to each! 4 4 It is happy winds of dawn that 4 •4 blow the world awrake, 4 f It is sunlight, leaping sunlight on 4 4 the ripple-crested lake! 4 4 Oh, the wave of love in me that 4 4 sweeps me when I think! 4 4 Oh, the founts of memory where my 4 4 glad spirits drink! 4 •4 Night and siar and ripened corn, 4 4 harvest-burdened hill, 4 4 And the woods at twilight when the 4 4 earth is still! 4 4 Oh, loveliness of years that floods 4 4 my mind anew, 4 tAnd back of all and in all just you, 4 you, you! 4 4 —James Oppenheim, in the July 4 4 Metropolitan Magazine. 4 “The Gray Walls of the Garden.” The gray walls of the garden Hold many and many a bloom; A flame of red against the gray Is lightning in the gloom. The gray walls of the garden Hold grassy walks between Bright beds of yellow blossoms. Golden against the green. And In the roof of the arbor Heaves woven through and through— Great grape leaves, making shadows— Shine green against the blue. And, O, In the August weather What wonders new are seen! Hong beds of azure blossoms Are blue against the green. The gray walls of the garden Hold paths of pure delight And, in the emerald, blooms of pearl Are white against the night. ■4 4 4 ROASTING MEAT IN A JAR. 4 4 4 4 "At last I have found a way of roasting meats which costs little In 4 4 gas and nothing at all in trouble,” said a young housekeeper who is fond 4 4 of cooking and likes to try experiments. "I take a two-gallon butter jar, 4 4 one that is as wide as it is high. You can get one for 10 cents. I wash 4 4 the roast, season it to taste and place it in the jar dry—not a drop of 4 4 water. No, it won't burn and the steam makes the gravy. To keep the 4 4 steam In I have a good cover, heavily weighted, to hold it 'down tight. 4 4 I place the jar over a gas burner with an asbestos mat between and the 4 4 gas not too high. Then I just let it alone. In a couple of hours or so, 4 4 according to the size of the roast, it is done to a turn, with gravy golden 4 | 4 brown and ready for thickening. 4 4 "This process makes even tough moat tender and the gravy is nicer 4 ! 4 than the gravy of meat roasted in the oven. But what commends it to 4 j 4 mo is the fact that in roasting meat this way there is no stooping down 4 4 and scorching your face every few minutes to baste. You can just put 4 1 4 the jar over the fire and go out shopping and when you come back the 4 4 chief part of your dinner is done. I have prepared six-pound roasts in 4 4 this way. 4 I 4 "I’ve made a schedule of the length of time needed for cooking dif- 4 1 4 ferent kinds of meat: For beef, 30 to 40 minutes; chicken, 30 to 35 4 4 minutes; pork, 20 to 30 minutes; tame duck, 30 to 40 minutes.’’ 4 SANITARY RULES FOR THE HOUSEKEEPER The Housewife Should Know That All Supplies Are Pure and Clean. The food committee of the National Consumers' league, with headquarter* in New York city, has just issued a leaflet of sanitary maxims which every housewife should read to tell intelligent consumers what they will not have, and manufacturers will fall in line if they know that there will be no sale for their products unless they conform to the pure food laws. Among the “maxims" are the following: Dirt, danger, disease: “Clean water, clean food, clean streets, clean houses, keep us healthy." At the store—buy food at the clean est stores only. Buy only clean, fresh food. Refuse to take food hajidled by dirty hands. Insist upon its being well wrapped. Paper bags are best. Buy only the purest candles. Is the candy pure and clean that your children buy from the pushcart? Do not buy decayed fruit because it is cheap. Do not buy bread and cake at dirty bakeries. Look into the baking room* If possible. Are they clean? Examine the packages of cereals for worms before cooking. Packages on standing often become infested with worms and are sometimes found at the best stores. Does your grocer keep bis butter and milk in clean, cold places and ar« they covered? Does he keep his candle*, figs, dates, berries, lettuce, bread, etc., exposed to flies and dust from the street, in shop or show windows? Flie* carry dirt and disease to food rmd man. Are your grocer, butcher and baker cleanly in person? Are their clerk* cleanly? Urge them to keep t’.ieir goods off tha sidewalk. There is danger of diseas* in street dirt. Ask the delicatessen storekeeper and the pushcart man to keep their eatables covered. Refuse to buy food sold in open buckets which stand in the store day after day. In the Kitchen. Keep all food covered in the Ice box or cupboard. A paper bag is easily slipped over a pitcher or platter of food to protect it. Save your clean paper bags. Keep your ice box clean and filled with Ice if possible. Don’t leave food standing around la kitchen or living room. Don’t stand it in a sink or washtub. Keep your garbage can clean and cov ered. and don’t stand it near the lea box or where you keep food. Protect All Food From Flies—Wash thoroughly all meat, fish and vegetable* and fruit before using. Boil or filter the drinking water if it is not dear. Don’t let drinking water stand un covered. The air of living rooms is full of dirt from human breath and human bodies; therefore air your rooms daily. Keep your cooking utensils clean and off the floor. Vermin and mice carry infection. They never stay in clean places. Don’t serve food on a dirty table, nor from dirty utensils. Keep the dish pan clean, and everything else that ha* to do with food. The cook's hands must be clean. Typhoid fever has been contracted from dirty hands. Keep flies out of your house, espe cially the kitchen. A Few Milk Rules. Tuberculosis kills 5,000,000 people an nually. It may be carried through in fected milk. Select a milkman who has clean hands, clean clothes, clean wagon, clean cans, clean bottles. Do not select a milkman because ha sells tniik cheap. Refuse milk that shows a deposit of dirt in the bottom of the bottle. Do not forget that dirt in milk is » menaee to health. Do not forget that dirty milk may kill the baby. Always keep pasteurized milk cooL Use at once. Do not forget that germ* multiply more rapidly in pasteurized milk than in any other. Do not leave milk uncovered any where. Do not leave milk in a warm room or unchilled ice box. Protect it from flies. Do not leave it out of doors in the sun. or exposed to cats and dogs. Do not use the milk bottles for any thing but milk. Wash and scald milk bottles as soon as emptied. Return clean bottles to the milkman. Buy only bottled milk if possible. While these “maxims” may horrify some good housefteepers, who would never think of being guilty of the neg ligence implied, there are homes with out number, nice homes, too, whera sanitary and hygienic rules are vio lated constantly. In some of these it m because the housekeeper is young or inexperienced. In others, here th* care of the kitchen and marketing art left entirely to servants ignorant or constitutionally careless. X THREE WAYS TO 1 ♦ PREPARE VEGETABLES -♦* How to Prepare Spinach. One peck of spinach, washed and boiled until tender and salted when boiling. Drain, pour cold water over It and drain again. Chop fine. Mine* two slices of bacon and fry brown, take one large onion minced and fried In bacon fat, leaving bacon in. When done turn in spinach, adding .three table spoons of cream, a little flour to thick en, a dash of pepper, and a small spoonful of sugar. Fry thoroughly. Preparing Lettuce for Use. Rinse and pick the lettuce to pieces. Have a clean eioth ready, iay lettuce in the cloth, fold up, and lay the cloth on the ice about two hours before serv ing. You will find the lettuce crisp and the water absorbed. Preparing Radishes for Use. Wash and trim radishes. Place the™ In a bowl of water, set bowl on the Ice two or three hours before using This makes them hard and crisp and re moves the strong taste. WASHING CUT GLASS. Dust cut glass with a small paint brush having long, pliable bristles' this Is far better than a cloth. To wash cut glass use a little liorax dissolved in luke warm water. This will restore the brilliancy which has been dimmed by washing in common dish water This treatment is just as good for pressed glass and some of the better grades of pressed glass when well cared for look better than neglected cut glass. Remember that a sudden change of temperature must be avoid, ed with all glass. There are about 11,.715.000 families In Brance, of which 1,084.720 have no chil dren.