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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 11, 1943)
A fragrant pot of coffee and a few
tasty cookies can do the job of en
tertaining that a dinner once did
If there's a spirit of friendliness and
plenty* of good conversation.
Keep Up Morale,
Even in Wartime
Even if all foods were rationed I'd
■till say, don’t ration hospitality for
we need friendly get-togethers, the
refreshment and relaxation that be
ing with one's friends gives.
Dinners or entertainments with
stupendous foods are out of style
at least for the
present, but that
doesn’t mean you
can’t invite peo
ple over for a
steaming cup of
hot coffee and a
few simple but
And, if you want
to do things more
elaborately, why, it s quite the thing
to ask Mrs. Jones to bring over an
extra supply of sugar or butter or
canned goods if she has them—and
is willing to share.
Some time ago progressive din
ners were quite the fashion. Now
•gain they can become fun. The
plan !s to serve, let’s say three
courses, and have each course at a
separate home. It’s a good idea
to have the homes within short walk
ing distance of each other. Serve
soup or fruit cocktail at first home,
the main course at the next home,
and then have dessert and entertain
ment at the third home. Or, after
dessert, the group can plan to go
to a movie or concert or to attend
some sport In season.
And now for the business of food—
With a few points or none at all.
Mere are cake and cookie recipes
which are the cream of the current
(No Icing Needed!)
I cup sugar
44 cup shortening
1 cup applesauce
1 teaspoon soda
2 tablespoons water
1 teaspoon cinnamon
44 teaspoon cloves
44 teaspoon nutmeg
44 teaspoon salt
1 cup raisins
194 cups cake flour
Cream shortening and sugar. Add
applesauce and well-beaten egg.
Add soda dissolved in water. Sift
dry ingredients and add to mix
ture. Fold in raisins and bake in a
greased square pan in a moderate
< alt-degree) oven 1 hour.
• Honey Oatmeal Wafers.
(Makes 16 wafers)
44 cup honey
1 cup oatmeal
44 teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons melted butler or
44 teaspoon vanilla
44 cup chopped nutmeats
Beat egg until light. Add honey,
continuing to beat. Then fold in re
maining ingredients. Drop by spoon
fuls, about 2 inches apart on a
greased baking sheet. Flatten
slightly with a knife dipped in cold
water. Bake in a moderate (350
Hospitality Unrationed: Even
U you’re doing your entertaining
in the kitchen you can do it up
right! Use a gay checkered cloth
aa the background for your ta
ble, and a wooden chopping bowl
as the centerpiece for fall flow
ers or highly polished fruits. Set
candles in small squashes.
Have everyone help with the
dishes after supper and then play
old-fashioned games such as slo
gan contests, food favorites of
famous people, food favorites of
the family, scramble names of
kitchen utensils and have guests
For children’s parties, have
Mother Goose theme. Children
can come dressed as a Mother
Goose character and for enter
tainment have the child read the
' rhyme he represents.
Lynn Chambers’ Point-Saving
Green Beans Parsleyed Potatoes
Lettuce With French Dressing
degree) oven about 10 minutes or
until a delicate brown.
A nice type of cookie to have on
hand during these times is this one
recipe makes 10 |i
to 12 dozen <
“snaps” and the
dough keeps in
definitely in the
refrigerator so that it can De usea
and made up into cookies as needed:
(Makes 10 to 12 dozen)
1 cup molasses
',4 cup shortening
3*4 cups sifted Sour
1*4 teaspoons salt
% teaspoon soda
1 tablespoon ginger
Heat the molasses over low heat
to the boiling point. Put the short
ening in a large mixing bowl, pour
the hot molasses over the shorten
ing. Stir until shortening is melted.
Sift the flour, ginger, soda and salt
together and add to molasses mix
ture. Mix thoroughly. Form into
rolls on slightly floured waxed pa
per and chill in refrigerator. Slice
very thin and bake on a greased
cookie sheet In a hot (425-degree)
oven 8 to 10 minutes.
Having friends over for dinner?
They’D enjoy this light souffle put
together quickly and easily with
mushroom soup and chicken.
1H cups sifted flour
H teaspoon double-acting
% teaspoon salt
% cup butter or margarine
H cup sugar
1 egg yolk, unbeaten
3 tablespoons mUk
1 square unsweetened choco
Sift flour once, measure, add bak
ing powder and salt, and sift again.
Cream butter un
til light, add sugar
until light and
fluffy. Add egg
yolk and beat
welL Add flour al
ternately with milk, mixing well
after each addition. Divide dough
into two parts. To one part, add
chocolate and blend. Chill dough un
til firm enough to roll. Roll each
half into a rectangular sheet, Vi inch
thick, and place chocolate sheet on
top. Then roll as for jelly roll.
Chill overnight or until firm enough
to slice. Cut into eight-inch slices.
Bake on an ungreased baking sheet
in hot oven (400 degrees) 5 minutes
or until done.
A delicious souffle with a few pip
ing hot biscuits and honey makes a
lovely dinner for a chilly night. Sim
ple though It is, it will satisfy your
3 tablespoons quick-cooking tapioca
M teaspoon salt
1 can mushroom soup
1 cup chopped chicken
3 egg yolks, beaten until thick and
3 egg whites, beaten stiff
Combine tapioca, salt and mush
room soup, of consistency to serve,
in top of double boiler. Place over
rapidly boiling water and cook 8 to
10 minutes after water boils again,
stirring frequently. Add chicken
and stir until mixed. Cool slightly
while beating eggs. Add egg yolks
and mix well. Fold into egg whites.
Turn into greased baking dish. Place
in a pan of hot water and bake in a
moderate (250-degree) oven 50 min
utes or until souffle is formed.
What are your problems in ration
ing? Write to Lynn Chambers for ex
pert answers, enclosing a self-addressed,
stamped envelope for your reply, at
Western Newspaper Union, 210 South
Desplaines Street, Chicago, Illinois.
Released by Western Newspaper Union.
IN*CLIFFORD KNIGHT ^
Els* Chatfltld, Hollywood artist, Is cut
off from the will of her Aunt Kitty, who
died from an overdose of morphine.
Barry, an amateur detective, and Hunt
Borers, a professional sleuth, go to Maz
atlan, Mexico, on a cruise with Margaret
and Dwight Nichols. Arriving there they
find that Elsa and her party had pre
ceded them by plane. They dine at the
rancho of Elsa's father, Sam Chatfleld,
whom Rogers questions about his visit to
his sister, Kitty, on the night she died.
Later Elsa Is seen by Barry and Rogers
evidently flying for her life on horseback.
Suddenly she dismounts and James
Chesebro, a mine owner, reins up. Elsa
strikes him across the face with her
quirt, again and again.
But Elsa was not through with
him. A moment later when her
horse dropped to all four feet, she
came within striking distance, and
again the quirt lashed out to cut
Chesebro, across the shoulders this
time. Chesebro was too dignified to
run from her; an upraised arm to
fend off the lightninglike quirt was
his only defense.
"Elsa!” I shouted, starting from
our place beside the oxcart. "Elsa!”
But she didn’t hear me. Chesebro
was now rolling along the ground,
alive to his danger but as yet un
able to escape the lashing whip.
"Elsa! Stop it! Stop it!” I shout
ed, moving rapidly down upon her,
Rogers at my heels.
The rigid arm relaxed, the quirt
slowly fell from her nerveless fin
gers, the quirt which later was to
play so vital a part in our tragic
The rage that had stirred Elsa to
a frenzy melted quickly away. Rog
ers released her and went to help
Chesebro to his feet. Suddenly Elsa
turned into my arms, soft and yield
ing, trembling weakly.
"Oh, Barry!” she said. A sob
shook her body convulsively. “Oh,
Barry—I said that someday I’d pull
off his legs. But that’s not enough.
I’m going to kill him instead!"
Chesebro was put gently to bed in
an enormous room furnished in an
cient black walnut; the high ceiling
and the great length and breadth
of the room gave me the feeling al
most of being in a cathedral.
In an incredibly short time, con
sidering that this was Mexico, the
“It Is the heart, yes, he said at
last, speaking English with a strong
rhythmic accent. “He’s had an at
tack; it is light, but he shall re
main in bed for several days. Why
the face like this?" he inquired, in
dicating the bruised flesh. “He did
not fall on the face, no?”
“There was an—argument, Doc
tor Cruz,” Rogers replied slowly,
"in which he was severely beaten.
With a whip.”
“Ah!” responded Doctor Cruz and
shrugged his shoulders discreetly.
I went into town with the doctor
when he left that early afternoon.
As I explained to Huntoon Rogers,
it was best that someone of us
sought out Reed Barton, to tell him
of what had happened.
"You’re coming out again, of
course, for the evening?” Rogers in
“Yes. I wouldn’t miss a fiesta. I
don’t suppose Chesebro’s condition
will make any difference in their
“I think not.”
George Rumble, lingering in the
shade of a clump of bananas, came
“I believe I’ll go along with you.
All right is it, Doc?” he asked of
“You bet." responded the Mexi
can physician. And so we rode into
Doctor Cruz dropped me a few
minutes later in a side street where
over a doorway let into a glaring
white wall was a sign bearing Chese
bro's name. It was the siesta hour,
but I entered its comfortable shady
interior where the heat of the day
apparently had not penetrated. A
youthful Mexican sitting idly at a
typewriter looked up, and got quick
ly out of his chair.
“A sus ordenes, senor,” he said.
“Senor Barton; is he in?" I in
quired in Spanish.
“Si, senor; por esta puerta,” he
said rapping gently, then opening the
door into the inner office.
Reed Barton sat with his feet
upon the top of his desk, smoking a
cigarette, and gazing dreamily out
into a small patio where a fountain
j dripped and a ruby throated hum
! ming bird was busy among the flow
“Hello, old man," I said.
Reed took his feet from the desk,
got slowly from his chair and
dropped his cigarette into an ash
tray. He held out his hand.
“I dropped in just now to tell you
“I thought you ought to know
about it. Chesebro’s had a heart
attack. The doctor has put him to
bed out at Sam Chatfleld’s.”
“What brought that on?”
“Elsa beat him up quite badly
with a whip a while ago; almost cut
him to ribbons. The attack fol
“Well,” he said with surprisingly
little show of interest, “it doesn’t
mean anything to me, Barry, to
know about it. Thank you, though,
for your trouble.”
“I don’t understand—" I began at
this odd reception of the news I had
"It really doesn't matter, Barry,”
he amplified. "Chesebro and I are
through. We’re quits. He’s kicked
me out of his organization. I’ve
been sitting here resting a bit after
getting my stuff together, and think
"You mean you’re fired?”
"Elsa, of course. The man is
mad, Barry. About her."
That evening at the rancho is one
that none of us who was present
will ever forget, an evening not of
full fiesta, but of gay and typical
dances, the zapateados, an evening
that ended so tragically.
Chesebro was lying motionless in
bed. Because of the painful injuries
inflicted by the lash of Elsa's whip,
he did not turn his head when we
came into the room, merely inquired
quietly who we were.
“I’m glad you came in," he said
from his pillow. “Sit down, won’t
“We'll not stay,” Rogers told him,
going up to the bedside and looking
down upon the bandaged occupant.
“Can we get you anything? Do any
service for you, Chesebro?”
“Thank you, no. I’m all right.
I’U be up and about in a few days.”
He rested a moment before he con
tinued. “They are very kind to
me, both Sam and Senora Chat
field. I couldn’t ask more devoted,
“Oh, I’m sure you’re well cared
for,” I said. “It was a—" I started
to say something of the beating
Elsa had given him, but paused,
afraid to irritate his sensibilities.
Chesebro waited a moment for
me to go on, then said: "I don't
She bad gone mad with hatred of
blame Elsa. I blame only myself
for having underestimated Elsa’s
“Elsa is,” began Rogers, a half
humorous note in his voice, “sur
prisingly full of capabilities.”
“Yes,” said Chesebro, matter-of
factly, “that’s true. But she didn’t
know; she couldn’t have known that
I was experiencing a little trouble
with my heart—and I shouldn’t have
done what I did. You find me
very contrite, gentlemen. Elsa, I’m
sure, will forgive me when she
comes in to see me, as I've been
promised later on she will do.”
We said good night and withdrew
from the huge, dimly lighted room
where dark shadows in the far cor
ners could have concealed a host
of evil spirits.
There was an odd, constrained si
lence when we entered the living
room, a slight hush of expectancy
and a stiffening of the occupants in
the chairs. Dwight and Margaret
had arrived. Rumble was there,
having come out with me from
town. Sam and Berta were sitting
with them. Elsa had not yet made
her appearance, and Reed Barton
came in a moment or two after
we entered. He was dressed pic
turesquely as a charro, the Mexican
cowboy, and evidently was deter
mined to have a part in the eve
ning’s festivities. He wore a short
leather jacket, a soft red tie, long
leather pantaloons as tight as he
could sit down in, bespangled with
silver buttons and chains.
I detected a look of disappoint
ment in his face as he glanced
around the room and did not find
Elsa. Berta, dressed in black vel
vet and heavily rouged, conquettish
ly made a place for him beside
herself, and indicated her husband
with her fan, as if he were only
waiting for the attention of all be
fore saying something.
“I—” he began hesitantly. "I am
suggesting something for this partic
ular time—it is still early—which
has nothing whatever to do with the
evening's festivities. They will fol
low. It will come as a surprise, I
know; it will seem out of place,
perhaps, to some of you. But it is
something that seems to be neces
Sam Chatfleld was now well
launched upon his little speech;
there was earnestness upon his face,
in his manner. “You all know, of
course, of the death of my sister,
Katherine, in California, now more
than a year ago. At odd times since
that occurrence there have been in
timations that the authorities are
not satisfied with the official find
ings. I discover that among you
there are two who are actively pros
ecuting an inquiry into the circum
stances surrounding Katherine’s
“Since all of us here”—he looked
around the room—“Elsa will be here
shortly—knew her or had some deal
ings, or association of some sort,
with her, I shall ask Mr. Rogers
to conduct an examination. I want
him, and through him the authori
ties in California, to be satisfied.
Neither Berta nor I have been avail
able for questioning hitherto, and I
hope Mr. Rogers will not feel con
strained, because we are his hosts,
in questioning us. Of course, Mr.
Chesebro cannot be with us, and is
at present in no condition to undergo
questioning, but that, perhaps, can
be done later, if it has not already
been done.” He looked inquiringly
at Huntoon Rogers.
“Thank you, Mr. Chatfleld. It is
indeed a surprise. I had been hop
ing soon to suggest that something
like this be arranged. I’m sure that
Mr. Madison will be grateful for this
opportunity, now that the matter is,
so to speak, out in the open. Of
course,” he hesitated, looking in
tently at Sam Chatfleld, “there is
in the death of your sister—or, for
that matter, in the death of anyone
else—a set of facts. We are un
certain just what those facts are.
The district attorney’s office doubts
the validity of what purports to be
facts in the Katherine Chatfleld case.
There was a stir in the doorway
and Elsa entered the room, pausing
on the threshold to survey us as we
sat listening, solemn-faced and stiff
ly, as if to a schoolmaster, while
Rogers talked. She was always love
ly; her hair of an almost golden
sheen, the level gray eyes, the firm,
erect carriage which was empha
sized tonight by the costume she
wore. She was dressed as a China
“Am I interrupting?” she asked
from the threshold.
“No, dear; come in,” said her
father. “We were expecting you to
join us.” He made a place for her
at his side.
A faint smile flitted across her
face at the sight of Reed Barton,
and she nodded to him, slightly
aloof now, this parson, who so ar
dently had hoped that Reed would
come like a caballero and sing love
songs to her on the deck of the Ori
“I presume there is little need to
do so, but perhaps it is best to re
mind you all that Katherine Chat
field died of an overdose of mor
At Rogers’ words Elsa, who had
just sat down, lifted her head high,
her nostrils opening wider as if
she sniffed danger.
“The overdose probably was much
in excess,” continued Rogers easily,
“of what she was accustomed to
take. In the circumstances only two
conclusions are possible. Either she
administered the overdose herself,
in which case it was suicide. Or,
it was given to her by someone de
siring her death, either forcibly, or
by the aid of some preliminary an
esthetic administered quickly before
she was aware of her danger—such
as chloroform. In which latter case,
of course, it is murder.
“Mr. Chatfield quite recently told
Barry Madison and me that both
he and Mrs. Chatfield were spend
ing the night at the house the night
his sister died. Elsa, of course,
was there. Some time ago Reed
Barton informed me that, in the na
ture of his work for Mr. Chesebro,
he ran many personal errands for
him, and that on this particular eve
ning he had been instructed to de
liver a book to her.
“And I have Just discovered in
talking with George Rumble that he
had been engaged to do some pub
licity work for Miss Chatfield, and
that on the evening of her death he
was present in the house for a short
time, that the two argued, and
that he left threatening to sue her
for his money.
“Dwight,” Rogers said, with a
smile, “so far as I know, you and
Margaret are the only ones here,
excepting Barry Madison and my
self, who have not been shown to
have been present that night. How
about it? Are you keeping some
thing to yourself?”
Dwight Nichols shifted his crossed
legs and tapped the ash from the tip
of his cigarette.
“I believe I told you a long time
ago. Hunt, that I might be accused
of having a motive in Kitty Chat
field's slaying- If that’s what it was.
1 profited to the extent of a couple
of hundred thousand dollars at her
death, because of some property
owned in joint tenancy. But there it
ends. I didn't happen to be at the
house at any time that evening she
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Make it of wool sport yarn in
American Beauty, navy blue,
brown or dark green.
* • •
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2. What is a quern?
3. What are the national colors
4. In diplomatic service which is
the highest rank, ambassador,
minister or consul?
5. Which two countries of South
America do not touch Brazil?
1. The Danube flows through
Vienna, Budapest and Belgrade.
2. A small hand mill for grind
3. Green, white and red.
5. Ecuador and Chile.
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