DOINGS OF WOMEN.
Philadelphia has over 13,000 profes
sional women.
Many a taxicab now Is driven In Par
Is by a chauffeuse.
Park syes are commoner In women
than In men.
There are 238,000,000 Christian womer
In the world.
Women are being employed as brasi
moulders In England.
Vassar college has a club house foi
maids employed at the Institution.
Miss Pauline Weldner has been elect.
e<3 city treasurer of Mendoata, 111.
Woman street car conductors In Glas
gow, Scotland, are paid $6.75 per week.
One out of every three women over
10 years of age In Philadelphia Is a,
wage earner.
Equal suffrage In Pennsylvania has
been Indorsed by the Ladles of the Mac
cabees of the World.
The Jitney Drivers’ association of
Servants In Germany receive much
better treatment than In America and
often are treated as members of the
family.
In the lowlands of Scotland about IQ
per cent of the farm workers are wom
en. who are paid from $2 to $3 per week.
The tablcmald will take the place of
the masculine waiter at most of the
English summer resort hotels this year.
Mrs. Mary Bohnefeld has been a po
lice matron in Atlanta for 13 years and
in all that time she has lived at police
headquarters.
Women employed on government con
tract work In England are asking that
they receive the same amount of pay
as the men.
Mrs. Nellie L. Spoonnan Is master of
the steam tug Hero, which plies Ini
the waters of Puget Sound, British Co
lumbia.
Mrs Warren Walker, who was for
merly Miss Alda Miner, of Malden,
Mass., Is traveling to her new home In
Russia by dog slsd.
Mrs. Angle Crooks attends to the
crops and milk and butter business on
a large ranch owned by her husband
near Denver, Colo.
Women who are parties In polyga
mous marriages will be barred from
becoming Daughters of the American
Revol utlon.
In the four years she has been In
viio uuuuuig iraua in ew iora ony,
Miss Alice M. Durkin haa made a quar
ter of a million dollars.
Mrs Pat Conway Is probably the only
A'oman Jailer In the United States. She
nas charge of tlie Tom Green county
'all at San Angelo, Teg.
The Woman’s bank In Berlin, the
only Institution of Its kind In the world,
has proven to be a failure and has
gone Into the hands of a receiver.
When a young woman of the Phil
ippines marries her husband's name Is
added to her maiden name, and If she
becomes a widow the husband’s namo
Is discarded.
One-fourth of all the women work
ers In Philadelphia receive salaries of
Jess than 86 per week, one-third of them
|ess than 88, and four-fifths less than
Mrs. Mary Elliott has the contract for
removing the garbage in Haatlngs-on
the-Hudson for which she receives 82-i
400 a year. Mrs. Elliott superintend*
the work personally.
Mrs. Hilda Gilbert, of San Francisco,
has arrived home after making a com
plete trip around the world. Mrs. Gll
bert worked her way along the Journey
and also won a 85,000 bet
One of the hardest working volun
teers in the Berlin hospitals for the
wounded soldiers In Countess Ina von
Bassetrlta, the morganatic wife of
Prince Oscar, the fifth son of thp
kaiser.
o«ure continuation of the work
or the national committee on mental
hygiene, Mrs. W. K. Vanderbilt, sV,
Tn .V. "f1*!’ A. Anderson have sub
scribed 810,000 each for five years.
Amerloan Efficiency.
From the New Orleans Tlmes-Pleayune.
A leading English newspaper, the Man
Chester Guardian, devotes a column of
editorial space to praise of American effi
ciency as demonstrated In the relief ol
That relief work, which the
Guardian describes as "among the entirely
Rood and noble things which this war
as brought about,” Is destined. It thinks,
to provide "one of the most Inspiring
pages of American history." Swiftly re
viewing the terrible straits to which thq
Belgian people were reduced In Septem
ber last, the Guardian declares that BeK
Blum s need was "desperate. Immediate,
and apparently Impossible to meet. Amer
ica worked a miracle by creating In a
week or two, from nothing, one of the
biggest and moat amaslngly efficient busi
ness concerns the world has ever seen
and applying It to charity. • • • The
Blower moving people will not In future
forget that the spirit they call American
Bated Belgium from starvation, that!
America made good where an ounce less
of well directed hustle might have cost a
thousand lives."
Thfl trlhllfp l« U’C Otlttlr rrn. .
American relief work In Belgium has been
by the testimony of practically all eyo
witnesses, regardless of their nationality
■'amazingly efficient." This is not by any
means the first demonstration of umnz-i
lng efficiency by Americans. They lmvd
A way of meeting emergencies that usuallji
compels the admiration of foreign observe
»rs. Why Is It. then, that the “siowei(
Moving peoples." as the Manchester Quart
(Ian describes them, "put It over” thd
Americans In so many fields where corn!
parlsons are possible and Inevitable? Fox
example, patriotic Americans frankly con
fess the superiority of municipal govern
ment In some of the European countries.
Both German and British thoroughness
in trade and Industry are mentioned fre
quently to our own disadvantage. In for!
sign trade fields our European competi
tors have surpassed us, and nearly all
comparisons of trade getting methods In
those fields are at our expense.
With hts ability, resourcefulness, inla
Ive and energy, the American combines,
t Is evident, sundry defects which cost
ilm dearly at home, and through which
ils European rivals profit In competitive
lelds. For the good nature or Indifference
which permits inefficient and wasteful
government, he pays millions annually.
His mistakes In foreign trade getting,
which he Is slow to correct, though they
have been repeatedly pointed out, cost
him other millions In loss of obtainable
business. Yet In great emergencies he
sheds his defects with his coat, and dis
plays an efficiency that amazes the ''slow
er moving peoples." By the exercise of
the same "well directed hustle" and re
sourcefulness and skill that worked what
the Manchester Guardian calls a miracle
In Belgium. Americans may seize the full
est possible advantage from the trade
getting opportunity now offering. Whv
not classify that opportunity as a great
emergency and meet It with an "amazing
efficiency" that may be hardened, with
practice, Into habit?
St. Luke’s Maternity Home.
2121 Lake Street,
OMAHA, NEB.
Vapor and Electric Baths—Women only,
The department of terrestial mag-,
netism of the Carnegie, institution, ac
cording to a r.ecent report, has brought
out new points in the study of atmo
spheric electricity, and announces that
In the future continuous observations
by self registering Instruments in at
mospheric electricity and radio-activ
ity are to be made both at the labora
tory In Washington and at such ob
servatories elsewhere as It may be
found possible to establish, and a gen
eral electric survey of the globe Imply
ing observation at points distributed
over the earth's surface as in a mag
netic survey.
1
j THE SOLDIERI KNEW BEST
Dod Gaston, in the Topeka Capital.
Coming across Statehouse square
yesterday afternoon I met a hunch of
bent and shambling old men. Their
heads were white with the frost of
years and there wasn’t a straight back
nor an erect pair of shoulders in the lot.
They were ordinary looking old cod
gers, gnarled by toil and hardships and
garbed In the Sunday regalia of the
rural community. I noted in passing
that the lapel of each man’s coat bore
a little bronze button. I knew the but
ton was there before my eyes sought
It. I can tell an old soldier as far as
I can see him. There is about every
soldier some salient thing—some subtle
Individual characteristic which distin
guishes him from other elderly men and
which defies the art of visualization. I
knew none of the old men In the party
of four or five. They passed without
heeding me. But as I came abreast of
them I Involuntarily stood at attention
and saluted the bronze button and the
men who wore It. I am not much
given to sentimental display. The well
spring of my enthusiasm never gushes.
But the little bronze button and the
men entitled to wear It are a part of
the memory of my life. And having
paid this passing tribute to them, I
am minded to make brief reference to
the simple annals of the soldier X knew
best.
The soldier I knew best enlisted
when he was 19. Ills discharge papers
lie before me as I write. They show
that he was mustered Into the service
at Springfield, 111., In August, 1861, and
that he finally was mustered out at
Brownsville, Tex., in March, 1865.
Between the two dates there were
something more than four years and
eight months of continuous march and
bivouac, broken only by a furlough of
two weeks in the winter of 1863. For
four years, eight months and some odd
days he was Intermittently a unit In
the broad mark at which opposing arm
ies shot. In tho Intervals between the
strenuous periods of a soldier’s business
he fought fever, thirst, hunger and the
elements, protected from their on
slaughts only by a “dog” tent, or the
canopy of the skies above him. He
enlisted from a farm and went Into tho
army a strong, rugged, hearty youth.
He came out a broken reed. I have
often heard him say he never knew a
sick day before he went Into the army,
nor a well one after ho came out of
It. For 15 years before he died he was
unable to turn his hand to even the
lighter occupations of life.
I celebrate no hero here. The soldier
I knew best was a plain man, and, as
the world measures achievement, an
unsuccessful one. He went Into the
army as a private and came out a cor
poral. The civil war, doubtless, could
have been fought and won without
him. He had not even the distinction
common among old soldiers of having
personally repulsed Pickett's charge.
Ho wasn't at Gettysburg at all. I
never heard him boast of any particu
lar achievement although, until the
day of his death, the civil war was his
favorite topic of conversation It was
not that he wished to speak of his
valor or recount the stories of the
hardships he endured, but that the war
to him was the one epochal Incident of
a plain and humdrum life. The list of
battle In which the soldier I knew best
was engaged was neither so long nor
■o Inspiring as that which stands op
posite the name of many another. He
was at Donelson and Henry and at
Vicksburg with Old Grant. He was
In the two days’ slaughter at Shiloh
and helped take Spanish Port. And he
was also a unit In the operations
Chattanooga. The fight of
which he talked most and best, and to
me the most thrilling of his army ca
reer was the one at Hatchie River.
You will find little reference to the
battle of Hatchie River In war history.
It was one of the minor engagements.
But it always seemed to me the soldier
I. knew best was more closely identified
with it than with any other engagement
In which he fought. I never grew
tired of hearing him tell how his de
pleted regiment double-quicked a dis
tance of four miles before striking the
enemy and then lost 240 men, killed
and wounded, in 30 minutes.
Once in the month of August the
regiment to which the soldier I knew
best belonged marched two days with
out water. The Mississippi wells had
all gone dry and the wader courses
were dried up. Along In the forenoon
er the third day when the tongues of
the men had begun to swell and pro
trude from their mouths the command
was halted for a brief rest. Presently
an officer rode up and said: "Boys
there's pleuty of water in the creek 200
£ovi'n .the roa<1" The command
which had stacked arms, stampeded at
the word and the soldier I knew said
many of them Jumped into the water
when they reached it.
The soldier I knew best was ship
wrecked in the Gulf of Mexico when
has command was shifted from New
Orleans to Brownsville. Everything ex
cept the soldiers and the crew'—the
mounts of the officers, their baggage
and other impedimenta—was thrown
overboard In an effort to save the ship,
"hat is to say. all of the horses save
one was thrown overboard. The cap
ta'u A company rode a pony of
which he was particularly fond. The
was rtnoaes—ninman
Rhodes. When they sought to throw
his pony overboard he threw his arm
around Its neck and said if It had to go
he’d go with It. And so they let the
pony stay. The storm occurred at
night. Late the next afternoon the sol
diers who were on deck sighted one of
the horses that had been thrown over
board. It was still alive and still fight
ing Its hopeless battle for life. It was
from such Incidents that the memories
of the soldier I knew best were woven.
He knew a thousand such and I heard
them all many times.
The government was generous to the
soldier I kn.ew best. Years after he
had been practically Incapacitated for
the work of caring for his family he
applied for a pension. After the appli
cation had for a year or more pursued
the usual tortuous course through the
pension department, the claim was al
lowed, and for the balance of his life
the ’’government” paid him the hand
some honorarium of $12 a month. Two
months after his death his family re
ceived notice that his application for
an Increase In pension had been allow
ed and that he would thereafter re
ceive an honorarium of $14 a month.
In those days It was very difficult for
a soldier who merely had been hit on
the knuckle of the right hand by a
spent "mlnie” ball at the battle of
Hatehle river to prove that he was en
titled to a pension by reason of dis
ability contracted In the service.
One year I spent my two weeks off
differently. It was In October that I
went south to follow for a few days
the long since effaced footsteps of the
soldier I knew best. With the pass
ing of time I had lost Interest In the
epoch which lay between the years of
'61 and ’66, and callous to those who
had written Its history In their own
blood. And so. I followed the trail of
the soldier I knew best from the copse
grown field of Shiloh to the monumen
tal heights of Missionary Ridge, the
tablet flecked ground of Chattanooga
and the Inspiring heights of Lookout
mountain. I saw the fields where
many thousands of men. some In blue
and some in gray, had lain down their
lives together. I marked the Inter
minable rows of marble slabs which a
grateful government had erected In
their memory. And when I came back
the simple annals of the soldier I knew
best were glorified to me forever. 1
am not much given to sentimental dis
play. The well spring of my enthu
siasm never gushes. But the little
bronze button ami the men entitled to
wear It are a part of the mummery
of my life.—Dodd Gaston.
; IN THE EAR $
Anonymous.
Next to Easter Is Memorial day as
typifying a new resurrection of human
liberty won in the tears and blood of
a great self sacrifice.
Today the sun rose cloudless as- the
memories of the men we remember. It
shone upon the continent He "had hid
of old time In the west," populous and
prosperous from Its center to Its sea
rims, on multiplied cities and mighty
stretches of farms blossoming In the
spring with promise of mighty crops,
on a nation absolute, united, magni
ficent, a real union of states and peo
ple. Passing on as the shadows fell
upon Plymouth rock It beat In fervid
noon on the beaches of Hawaii and
touched the forest of the Philippines
with the glory of sunrise. And In all
Its splendid course it shone on the
flag; the flag which bloomed beneath
It in every street and fluttered from
every housfc Its stripes and stars, the
American flag which the men whose
sacrifice we commemorate today by
their right and by their power and in
their patriotism maintained ascendant
as the symbol of liberty and of equal
opportunity.
They are old and gray and feeble,
these old, old men who remain to wear
on tne blue or the Immortal ’60s the
bronze button which distinguishes the
remnant of that grand army of which
the G. A. R. is but a memory. They
have lived and they die. But this Is
no cause for grief, no reason for
mourning. The generation of men rise
and fall like the waves of the sea, they
beat against the cliffs of endeavor in
successive tides and go back again to
the sea which gave them, to gather
new Impulse and come again in their
time. The tides swelled at the pass
where the Spartans faced barbarism
ih strength of manhood and weak
ness of numbers; It was high tide at
Runnymede and culminated at Gettys
burg. It will rise again and again and
each flood shall gather strength and
height from those which have risen
and ebbed. For so the greatness and
the goodness of peoples and nations
grow, like coral continents, on the
bones of those who achieved yesterday
and who died today.
God gives us more men like these to
know and to remember, to lean upon
in their youth, to cherish In their old
age and emulate when eternity has
claimed them. Grant unto this coun
try more men liHe these and like those
later heroes, men who put “women
first" and the rights of man first and
who are willing to die for an idea.
Low Mound In the Wilderness.
I know a grave on southern soli,
A lonely little mound,
Where three tall pines their sentry keep
And scare a sound
The silence breaks. Naught but the
rush
Of storms, the caroling bird.
And soughing wind among the trees
Is ever heard.
No human hand has touched that "low
Green tent” for SO years.
The falling rain and shimmering dew
The only tears
Have been that moistened It. But fan
North, where the cold waves foam,
A mother mourns her drummer boy
Who ne’er c&me home.
But think not while a nation decks
The graves of hero dead
rhat where this brave boy sleeps no
flower
Rests o'er his head;
For, blown by breath of God, kept by
His hand a poppy seed
rook root and grew 1,000 fold.
Its every need
By Him supplied. And when each yeaj
Flowers deck the patriot's tomb
rhat low mound In the wilderness
Is all abloom.
And ever o’er the drummer boy
The tall pines sentry keep,
And ever blooms, a crimson pail
The "flower of sleep.”
—Virginia Bloren Harrison
“One Day Not All de Days.”
From the Christian Herald.
Africa is a remarkably beautify
country. Its coast lines are picturesque^
graceful, fascinating, alluring. Its sea<
port towns and cities are usually clean,
pretty and reasonably healthful. EquaJ
torlal Africa has, until the last twfl
decades, been called the white man'l
graveyard, but clean living, quinine
mosquito netting, sobriety and sanltarj
improvements have made Africa a
place where one can not only exist, but
live In as much comfort, take It all lb
all during the year, as in the city oj
New York, and with some advantagei
In favor of Africa.
Life is simple, placid, calm, and na»
so complex. The work life Is not stren,
uous. The people do not rush and
drive as they do here at home. If yoq
try to hurry a man who Is working foi
you he will calmly tell you, “One day b«
not all de days, daddy!” And you stand
rebuked, for you know he is telling you
the truth._ _ _
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4 A MIXED ASSEMBLAGE. 4
4 From "Hempfleld," by David Gray- 4
4 son, In the American Magazine. 4
4 The fact is, whether we like it or 4
4 not, we are all mixed up together 4
4 In this world—poets and plumbers, 4
t critics and cooks—and the more 4
clearly we recognize It, the firmer, 4
4 truer, will be our grip upon the 4
4 significance of human life. Why, 4
4 many a time, when I’ve been sit- 4
4 ting here reading In my study, llv- 4
4 lng for the moment In the rarer at- 4
4 mosphere of the poets, the phll- 4
4 osophcrs, the prophets, I have had 4
4 to get up and go out and feed my 4
4 pigs. I have always thought It, 4
4 somehow, good for me. 4
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Madame Hanako Is Japan’s greatest
actress
Over 70,000 women attend colleges In
this country.
Old maids are almost unknown among
the Turks.
FINGER PRINTS OF MONKEYS
Will Be Used in Studying Dactyl Re
lation of the Anthropoid and
Human.
Yesterday was finger print day In
/he monkey house at the Central park
zoo, says the New York Sun. One
ringtail, one Java, one Rhesus, one
mandril monkey and one baboon yield
ed up after a struggle impressions
jf their fingers and toes to Patrolman
Ryan of the commissioner’s office at
tached to the civil service commission,
who is studying the dactyl relation of
the anthropoid and the human. He
was assisted by a young woman ex
pert who refused to give her name,
Head Keeper Bill Snyder and Assistant
Keepers Joe Cunningham and Bob
Hurton of the zoo.
Aside from the fact that monkeys
are as suspicious of having their finger
impressions recorded as humans, no
definite conclusions could be drawn.
The uproar in the house after Head
Keeper Snyder had driven out the pub
lic and locked the doors was continu
ous and tremendous. The ringtails
chattered abjectly and the Javas, ten
in all, huddled in a top corner of their
cage. Sallie, an ugly green monkey,
and the baboon laid hold of the bars
and trapezes and rattled them with
rage.
When facing the ink the behavior of
the animals was as a whole good
They clenched their toes and fingers a
good deal and blurred a number of
impressions, but Bill Snyder, who
held them while Ryan took the prints,
was quite satisfied. Ryan would make
no statement, but he believes that
after photographing, enlarging and
comparing his results with the police
files he will have either confirmation
or refutation of the Darwinian theorv
According to Macaulay.
“Have you any nice, fresh eggs to
day?” she asked.
“Permit me to state,” remarked the
grocer, who was also a college gradu
ate, “that all nice eggs are fresh and
that all fresh eggs are nice. Of course
I have them today. If I had them
yesterday you would not be inter
ested. And tomorrow will take care
o£ Itself. Do you care for any nice
eggs?”
A Wife’s Opinion.
"I used to imagine my husband
thought only of me, but now I have
decided that his thoughts have a wider
range.”
“How do you think they run?”
“About in this order — baseball,
clothes, billiards, business, his bulldog
and me.”
True as Gold.
“His money all gone, his wife im
mediately deserted him.”
“Why, I thought she was as true as
gold.”
“She was; but when his gold went
she departed, too.”
The Truest Critic.
It is exactly because a man cannot
do a thing that he is the proper Judge
of it. Creation limits, while contem
plation widens, the vision.—Oscar
Wilde.
However, the engineer of a train of
thought should stop to think occasion
ally.
GERMS KILLED BY VINEGAF.
Paris Scientists Prove That Typhoid
May Be Avoided This
Way.
Doctors Loir and Legagneux of
Paris have been testing vinegar as a
destroyer of the germs of typhoid
fever.
That they are killed by a mixture of
wine and water in equal parts has
long been known. These investigators
prove now that 20 grams of vinegar to
a liter of water kill the typhoid bacil
lus in an hour and five minutes.
‘‘Prom this,” writes the Paris corre
spondent of the Lancet, “a practical
inference may be drawn concerning
salads. After washing the salad as
usual, detaching each leaf, it should
be put into water acidulated with ten
gram of vinegar to the liter and re
main immersed in this liquid for about
an hour and a quarter.
‘‘All vegetables ordinarily eaten un
cooked may be subjected without any
inconvenience to the same process.”
A liter is equivalent to about a quart
and ten grams are equivalent to about
a third of an ounce. So, if lettuce or
other greens for salad be placed in
water to which about one-third of an
ounce of vinegar has been added and
be left for about an hour and a quar
ter, all danger of typhoid fever will be
removed.
Being and Doing.
As the man is in the integrity ot his
character, so is his strength. Being
is everything. It conditions happi
ness; it determines and measures
service. A man’s happiness depends
upon what he is in himself. A man’s
service to others is conditioned upon
what he is in himself. Being is basal
to doing. As the speed of the elec
tric car is determined by the energy
stored in the power house, as the
power of the piston rod is determined
by the push of accumulated steam,
so personal power is determined and
measured by character. This is su
preme power, a character filled with
the divine presence and radiant with
a divine holiness.
First Aid.
An artillery battle was raging. The
din was terrific. Suddenly a war cor
respondent, one of the favored few
permitted to see a little real fighting,
clapped his hands to his ears and
cried, "I fear my tympanum is split!”
“Too bad!” roared a friendly “Tom
my.”’ “I’ve got a needle and some
thread in my kit, if that'll help you
any.”
Human Nature.
It may not occur to those eminent
investigators who contemplate a re
port upon the causes of human un
rest that they can cover the whole
subject in just two words.—New York
Herald.
He Knew.
Bill—I’ve just acquired a combined
carpet sweeper and talking machine.
Dill—-Married it, eh?
To teach rifle shooting a Japanese
has invented a crossbow with rifle
stock, trigger and sights.
Marriage often means dollars for a
woman and doughnuts for the poor
man.
THE SECRET
of good coffee is to get pure, sound coffee.
If you ask your dealer he will tell you /
that all coffees are pure, as the law pro- 1
hihits the sale of substitutes as coffee.
Not all apples are pure although they
are apples. Some of them are often rotten.;
Some coffees are windfalls, and whilst;
the law allows them to be called coffee'
they are impure and have a harsh taste.
Denison’s Coffees are picked coffees, the
berries picked by hand from the trees,
consequently they are always pure and ,
sound in every sense of the word, reliable ym
and delicious. p
Denison’s Coffees are always packed in ■
cartons, bags or cans with the name on >
every package. All others are imitations.
If your grocer does not stock Denison’s'
Coffees, write the Denison Coffee Co., Chi- V
cago, 111., who will tell you where they *
can be obtained in your vicinity.—Adv.
“The Face of My Enemy.”
I hated war and for that reason I
was here to see it close. There is an
old quotation—I think it comes from
one of the Greeks. A man is fighting
in the dark and he cries, "Give me
light that I may see the face of my
enemy.” All peace lovers, it seems to
me, would do well to see the face of
war. And so I had come to look at
this monster and paint him hideous as
he was. I had thought of what I
might do with war, but not what war
might do with me. And war had al
ready done so much that I felt all
shaken and confused, as was every
thinking man that I had met in Eu
rope. All seemed to me to be stand
ing with their backs to the world that
they had known and to be staring as
though over a cliff into a world all
strange and new. It’s the year no man
can see beyond.—Ernest Poole, in Ev
erybody’s Magazine. J
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‘‘Dark-in-the-Evening School houses.’’
A correspondent reveals himself an
ardent recruit in a cause for which the
Home and School league has been bat
tling for years. This is no less than
the greater utilization of the schools,
now idle two days of the seven and on
nearly all the evenings of the week,
when they might far more profitably
be made the active and useful centers
of all sorts of social activities. The
school authorities are gradually begin- v
ning to see the logic of the claims that |/
the schools belong to the people; that
it is uneconomic and wasteful not to
make use of them for other purposes
than the daily routine of the educa
tional curriculum.—Philadelphia Led
ger.
Easily Replaced.
“Married again? And you were so
deeply pained when you lost your
wife.”
“Yes, yes. I felt as if I had a tooth
pulled. Well, I had another one put
in.’’—Paris L’lllustratiom
Quite So.
“What is the first step necessary
in cultivating an artistic tempera
ment?”
"Finding somebody to stand for it.”
The things that come to those who
wait are seldom what they were wait
ing for.
There are lots of cooks who can
make fresh vegetables taste like
canned.
Very few husbands are as good or
as bad as their wives imagine they
are. /
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Amazon Explorer x
Swears By Grape-Nuts
Algot Lange—famous tropic explorer—recently made a perilous exploration of
the lower Amazon.
The question of food supplies was a big one. Economy of space—food value
keeping qualities—palatability—all had to be considered.
Lange chose for his standby—
Grape-Nuts
Here is the way he refers to this food here and there through his book, “The
Lower Amazon.”
“I have included in my supplies Grape-Nuts.”
“At lunch I eat some Grape-Nuts (an American
breakfast cereal) with condensed milk.” i
“After this egg (turtle) meal comes for me '
Grape-Nuts from sealed tins.”
“I go back to the moloca at noon to eat my
lunch of roast turtle, Grape-Nuts and hard-tack.'
Everywhere—at home or abroad—wherever big things are accomplished—this \
famous wheat and barley food is relied upon to build and sustain vigor and energy N
of body, brain and nerve.
Ready to eat—delicious—economical—nourishing.
“There’s a Reason" for Grape-Nuts
—sold by Grocers everywhere. ^
