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    • • The Mystery of a Silent Love
drChevabr WILLIAM LI QUEUX
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CHAPTER 1 K—Continued.
"T**. sir He called here In a fly on
tt»e day be catr*e out. and at bis re
quest I took tin. over the castle. He
»ect into i be i hi ary and spent half
ae hour it j »<:: r across it. taking
«e»nri«rBt» and examining the big
cupboard :n »1 -• h he was lound in
aesttbir It »as a strange affair, sir "
add'd th« oung woman. wasn't it?*
"Very." I replied
The getttl*man might hate been In
there now had I not gone into the li
brary and to .tel a lot of illustrated
pifwrc ate u 1 a.says put in the
cupbuard to k*.-p the place tidy,
throws oaf on to the floor 1 went to
put them u> k b.x disewivered ;he door
kcod The set 1 afterwards found
sa the grate store Mr Lcitbruurt had
««ideally thrown it and on opening
the door imagine the chock 1 had when
I found the visitor lying doubled up.
1. of course thought be was dead.'
And when he returned here on his
recovery , did tie question you?"
"Oh ye» He asked about the
I-el*bouurt* and especially about Miss
Vuriel | believe he's rather sweet
oa her by the way be spoke And
really no better or kiader lady ever
breathed. Is sure. Were all very
sorry indeed for her"
"He came into this room. 1 sup
jsuar?"
Yes. sir." she responded with Just
a slight hesitation. I thought. "This
w as the room w here he stayed the
ksegec' There was a photograph in
that frame over there.' she added, in
dicating the frame that had held the
picture of Kima Heath, "a portrait of
a young lady which he begged me to
gire him "
"And you gave it to L m?" 1 cried
tutckly
Well—jr«. nr He begged so hard
for It. saying that it was the ;<ortrait
at i fr.et.d of his "
'And be gave you something hand
some lor it—eh?“
The young woman whom I knew
'♦mid net re-fuse half-a-sorereign. col
ored slightly and smiled
He didn't tell you who the young
lady was. I suppose?"
"Xo, sir He only said that timt was
the only photograph that existed, and
that she was dead."
"Itead!" I gasped, staring at her.
"Tea. sir. That was why he was so
anxious for the picture "
K.ma Heath dead' Could it he true?
That sweet pictured face haunted me
as no other fare bad ever impressed
itself upon my memory It somehow
s’ • med to impel me to endeavor to
penetrate the mystery, and yet Hylton
< 'haler had declared that she was
dead! 1 recollected the remarkable
letter from Abo. and her own declare
rioo that her end was near. That let
ter was. she said, the last she should
•rite to her friend.
After he had put the photograph in
his pocket, the gentleman made a most
minute search «n this room," the do
mestic went on "He consulted his
plan, took several measurements, and
then tapped on the paneling all along
this wall, as though he were searching
for some hidden cupboard or hiding
place 1 looked at the plan, and saw a
mark in red ink upon it. He was try
ing to discover that spot, and was
greatly disappointed at not being able
to do so He was in here over an hour.
i and made a most careful search all
around."
And what explanation did he give?"
“He only said, ‘If I find what I want.
Ann. I shall make you a present of a
ten-pound note.- That naturally made
me anxious."
H«- made no other remark about the
young lady's death?" 1 inquired anx
iously.
No. Only he sighed, and looked
steadily for a long t.me at the photo
grap: . 1 saw his lips moving, but his
words were inaudible.”
"Von haven't any idea of the reason
why he called upon Mr. Leithcourt. 1
suppose?"
From what he said. I've formed my
own conclusions." wt.s her answer.
"And what is your opinion?”
ell. 1 feel certain that there is, or
was, something concealed in this
house that he's very' anxious to obtain
He tame to demand it of Mr. Leith
coun. but what happened in the li
brary we don’t knew He. however,
believes that Mr. Leithcourt has not
taken it away, and that, whatever it
may be. it is still h dden here."
CHAPTER X.
I Show My Hand.
tin my return to London next day 1
1 made inquiry at the admiralty and \
l< anted that the battleship Bulwark
was lying at Palermo, therefore 1 tele
graphed to Jack L-urnford, and late
the same afternoon his reply came at
the Cecil:
Du« n London twentieth. Dine with ine
at c ub that evening —Jack.
1
Tue twentieth: That meant nearly
a mouth of inactivity. In that time 1
could cross to Abo. make inquiries i
there, and ascertain, perhaps, if Elma j
H«ath w.re actually dead as Chater j
had declared
1 *o facts struck me as remarkable:
baron Oberg v. as said to be Polish,
wh.ie the dark-bearded proprietor of
the restaurant in Westbourne Grove
was also of the same nationality.
ii.cn I recollected that pretty little
enameled , rosa that Mackenzie had
found :n Kannoch Wood, and it sud
denlv occurred to me that it might
possibly be the miniature of one of the
European orders of chivalry. In the
club library at midnight I found a copy
of Cappelletti's Storia degli Ordini
Cav allereschi. the standard work on
tl*e subject, and on searching the illus
trations I at length discovered a pic
ture of it. It was a Russian order—
the coveted Order of Saint Anne, be
stowed by the czar only upon persons
who have rendered eminent services
to the state and to the sovereign. One
(act was now certain, namely, that the
owner of that tiny cross, the small re
pli a of the fine dc-coration. must be a
person of high official standing.
The autumn days were dull and
rainy, and the streets were muddy and
unpleasant, as they always are at the
fall of the year. Compelled to remain
inactive. 1 idled in the club with the
recollection of that pictured face ever
be "or** me the fate of the unfortunate
girl w ho wished her last message to I
be conveyed to ITilip Hornby. What, [
I wondered, was her secret? Wbat
was really her fate? i
This latter question troubled me |
until I could bear it no longer. I felt ?
that it was my duty to go to Finland j
and endeavor to learn something re- •
garding this Baron Oberg and his
niece.
Duty—the duty of a man who had
learned strange frets and knew that a
dtfenseless woman was a victim—
called me. Therefore, with my pass
port properly vised and my papers all
in order. I one night left Hull for
Stockholm, when.'e on the following
day I took the small steamer which
plies across the Gulf of Bothnia
to Korpo, and through the intricate
channels and among those low-lying
islands to the gray lethargic town of
Abo.
It was not the first occasion on
which I had trod Russian soil, and I
knew too well the annoyances of the
bureaucracy. Finland, however, is
l»-rhaps the most severely governed of
any of the czar's dominions, and 1 had 1
tr v first taste of its stern, relentless'
officialdom at the moment of landing
on the half-deserted quay.
In the wooden Passport office the
uniformed official, on examining my
passport, discovered that at the Rus
sian consulate general they had forgot
ten to date the vise which had been
impressed with a rubber stamp. It
was signed by the consul general,
but the date was missing, whereupon 1
the man shook his head and handed
back the document curtly, saying in
Russian, which I understood fairly
well, although I spoke badly:
"This is not in order. It must be
returned to London and dated before
you can proceed.”
“But it is not my fault,” I protested
“It is the fault of the clerk at the con
sulate general.”
"You should havp examined it be
fore leaving. You must send it to Lon
don, and return to Stockholm by to
night's boat.”
“But this is outrageous!" I cried, as
he had already taken the papers of &
passenger behind me and was looking
at them with unconcern.
“Enough!" he exclaimed, glaring at
me. “You will return tonight, or if
you choose to stay you will be arrested
for landing without a passport.”
“I shall not go back!” I declared de
fiantly. "Your consul general vised my
passport, and I claim, under interna
tional law, to be allowed to proceed
without hindrance.”
"The steamer leaves at six o'clock,"
he remarked without looking up. “If
you are in Abo after that remember it
will be at your own risk.”
"Yes,” I said menacingly, “I shall
recollect it.” And I turned and went
out of the little wooden office.
Six o’clock came. I heard the steam
sfren of the departing boat bound for
Sweden, but 1 was determined to re
main there at whatever cost, therefore
I returned to the hotel, and at seven
dined comfortably in company with a
German who had been my fellow-pas
senger across from Stockholm.
At eight o'clock, however, just as
we were idling over dessert, two gray
coated police officers entered and ar
rested me on the serious charge of
landing without a passport.
1 accompanied them to the police of
fice. where I was ushered into the
presence of the big, bristly Russian
who held the town of Abo in terror,
the chief of i>olice. The officials which
Russia sends into Finland are selected
for their harsh discipline and hibe
bound bureaucracy, and this human
machine in uniform was no exception.
Ilad he been the minister of the in
terior himself, he could not have been
more self-opinionated.
“Well?" he snapped, looking up at
me as I was placed before him. "Your
name is Gor-don Gregg, English, from
"You Will Return Tonight, or Be Ar
rested for Landing Without a Pass
port.'’
Stockholm. No passport, and decline
*• leave even though warned—eh?"
"I have a passport,” I 6aid firmly,
producing it.
He looked at it, and pointing with
his finger, said: "It has no date, and
is therefore worthless.”
“The fault is not mine, but that of a
Russian official. If you wish it to be
dated, you may send it to your con
sulate general in London.”
"I shall not,” he cried, glaring at me
angrily. “And for your insult to the
law, I shall commit you to prison for
one month. Perhaps you will then
learn Russian manners."
"Oh! so you will commit an English
man to prison for a month, without
trial—eh? That’s very interesting!
Perhaps if you attempt such a thing
as that they may have something to
say about it in Petersburg.”
“You defy me!”
“Perhaps you will kindly tell me
who you are?” I asked in as quiet a
voice as 1 could command.
"With pleasure. I am Michael Bo
ranskl, chief of police of the province
of Abo-Biornebourg.”
“Ah! Well, Michael Boranski,” I
said, reopening my pocketbook and
taking out an open letter, “perhaps
you will kindly glance at that. It is in
Russian, so you can read it.”
He snatched it from me with il!
grace, but not without curiosity. And
then, as he read the lines, his face
changed and he went paler. Raising
his head, he stood staring at me open
mouthed in amazement.
“I apologize to your excellency!” he
gasped, blanched to the lips. “I most
humbly apologize. I—I did not know.
You told me nothing!”
"Perhaps you will now kindly give
my passport a proper vise.”
In an instant he gave it the proper
vise, affixing the stamps.
“I trust, excellency,” he said, bowing
low as he handed it to me, "I trust that
this affair will not trouble you further.
I assure you I had no intention of in
sulting you.”
He held the letter I had given him
gingerly with trembling fingers. And
well he might, for it was headed:
Minister of the Imperial Household.
Palace of Peterhof.
The bearer of this is one Gordon Fran
cis Gregg, British subject, whom it is
Our will and command that he shall be
Our guest during Ids Journey through our
dominion. And we hereby command all
Governors of Provinces and minor of
ficials to afford him all the facilities he
requires and privileges and immunities
as Our guest.
Beneath was the sprawling signature
of the ruler of one hundred and thirty
millions of people, that signature that
was all-powerful from the Gulf of Both
nia to the Pacific—"Nicholas.”
The document was the one furnished
to me a year before when, at the invi
tation of the Russian government, I
had gone on a mission of inquiry into
the state of the prisons in order to see.
on behalf of the British public, wheth
er things were as black as some
writer had painted them.
Sight of it had changed the chief of
police from a burly bully into a whin
ing coward, for he saw that he had
torn up the passport of a guest of tne
czar, and the consequence was most
serious if I complained. He begged of
me to pardon him, urging all manner
of excuses, and humbling himself be
fore me as well as before bis two in
feriors, who now regarded me with
awe.
“I will atone for the insult in any
way your high excellency desires." de
clared the official. "I will serve vour
excellency in any way fie may com
mand.”
His words suggested a brilliant idea.
I had this man in my power; he feared
me.
fii, i saiu uuer some reiuciauce.
•'there is a little matter in which you
might be of some assistance. If you
will, I will reconsider my decision of
complaining to Petersburg.”
"And what is that, excellency?” be
gasped eagerly.
"I desire to know the whereabouts
of a young English lady named Elma
Heath.” I said, and I wrote down the
name for him upon a piece of paper.
"Age about twenty, and was at school
at Chichester, in England. She is a
niece of a certain Baron Oberg."
"Baron Oberg!” he repeated, look
ing at me rather strangely, I thought.
“Yes. as she is a foreigner she will
be registered in your books. She is
somewhere in your province, but
where I do not know. Tell me where
she is, and I will say nothing more
about my passport,” I added.
"Then your excellency wishes to see
the young lady?” he said reflectively,
with the paper in bis hand.
”Y'es.”
“In that case, it being commanded
by the emperor that I shall serve your
excellency, 1 will have immediate in
quiries made,” was his answer. “When
I discover her whereabouts. I will do
myself the pleasure of calling at your
excellency’s hotel.”
And I left the fellow, very satisfied
that 1 had turned his officiousness and
hatred of the English to very good ac
count.
On the morning of the third day aft
er my arrival at Abo. while sitting on
the hotel veranda reading an old copy
of the Paris Journal, many portions of
which had been "blacked out" by the
censor, the chief of police, in his dark
green uniform, entered and saluted
before me.
"Your excellency, may I be permit
ted to speak with you in private?"
"Certainly,” I responded, rising and
conducting him to my bedroom, where
I closed the door, invited him to a
seat, and myself sat upou the edge of
the bed.
“I have made various inquiries." he
said, "and I think I have found the
lady your excellency is seeking. My
information, however, must be fur
nished to you in strictest confidence."
he added, “because there are reasons
why I should withhold her where
abouts from you.”
"What do you mean?" I inquired.
"What reasons?”
“Well—the lady is living in Finland
in secret.”
"Then she is alive!" 1 exclaimed
quickly. "I thought she was dead."
"To the world she is dead,” respond
ed Michael Boranski. stroking his red
beard. "For that reason the informa
tion 1 give you must be treated as con
fidential.”
"Why should she be in hiding? She
is guilty of no offense—is she?”
The man shrugged his shoulders,
but did not reply.
"And this Baron Oberg? You tell
me nothing of him.” 1 said with dis
satisfaction.
"How can I when I know nothing
excellency?” was his response.
I felt certain that the fellow' was not
speaking the truth, for 1 had noticed
his surprise when I had first uttered
t!?e mysterious nobleman's name.
“As I have already said, excellency,
I am desirous of atoning for my in
suit, and will serve you in every man
ner I can. For that reason I had
sought news of the young English
lady—the Mademoiselle Heath.”
"But you have all foreigners regis
| tered in your books,” I said. "The
search was surely not a difficult one.
I know your police methods in Russia
too well.” 1 laughed.
"I regret that much as I desire, 1
dare not appear to have any connec
tion with your quest. But I will di
rect you. Indeed, 1 will give you a
person to take you to her. If I could
find the man, you might go today. Y’et
it is a long way, and you would not
return before tomorrow.”
“The roads are safe, I suppose? 1
don’t mind driving in the night.”
The official glanced at the clock, and
rising exclaimed: "Very well, I will
send for the man. If we find him,
then the carriage will be at the east
ern end of the quay in two hours."
“At noon. Very well. I shall keep
the appointment."
“And after seeing her, you will of
course keep ycur promise of secrecy
regarding our little misunderstand
ing?" he asked anxiously.
“I have already given my word,”
was the response; and the man bowed
and left, much, I think, to the surprise
of the hotel proprietor and his staff.
It was an unusual thing for such a
high official as the chief of pdlice to
visit one of their guests in person. If
he desired to interview any of them,
he commanded them to attend at his
office, or they were escorted there by
his gray-coated agents.
I think I must have waited half an
hour on the quay when my attention
was suddenly attracted by the rattle
of wheels over the stones, and turning
I saw an old closed carriage drawn
by three horses abreast, with bells
upon the harness, approaching me
rapidly. tYhen it drew up, the driver,
a burly-looking, fair-headed Finn in a
huge sheepskin overcoat, motioned
me to enter, urging in broken Rus
sian:
"Quickly, excellency—quickly—you
must not be seen!”
And then the instant I was seated
and before I could close the door, the
horses plunged forward and we were
tearing at full gallop out of the town.
After five miles or so, the driver
pulled up and descended to readjust
his harness, whereupon 1 got out and
asked him in the best Russian 1 could
command:
"The chief of police has given yon
directions?" I asked.
"His high excellency has tcld me ox
aetly what to do,” was the man's an
swer, as he took out his huge wooden
pipe and filled it. “You wish to see
the young lady?”
"Yes.” I answered, "to first see her.
and I do not know whether it will he
necessary for me to make myself
known to her. Where is 6he?”
"Beyond Xystad,” was his vague an
swer with a wave of his big fat hand
in the direction of the dark pine for
est that stretched before us. “We
shall be there about an hour aftei
sundown.”
The short day quickly drew to a
close, the sun sank yellow and watery
over the towering pines through which
we went mile after mile, a dense, tn
terminable forest wherein the wol»*»*
lurked in winter, often rendering the
road dangerous. When night drew
we changed horses again at a smsll.
dirty posthouse in the forest, at the
edge of a lake, and then pushed for
ward again, although it was already
long past the hour at which he had
said we should arrive.
Time passed slowly In the darkness.
I suppose I must have slept, for 1 wns
awakened by a light shining into nay
face and the driver shaking me by the
shoulder. When I roused myself he
placed his finger mysteriously upon
my lips, saying:
“Hush, your high nobility, huaV
Come with me. But make no noise. 11
we are discovered, it means death ft>i
us—death. Come, give me your haod.
Slowly. Tread softly. See, here Is
the boat. I will get in first. We shall
not be heard upon the water. So."
And the fellow led me, half-dar.?d
down to the bank of a broad, dark
river which 1 could not distinguish—he
led me to an unknown bourne.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Love as an Educator.
Love is good for anyone, 1 think. It's
the most educating thing in the world
If 1 could, I should insist on everyone
falling in love at least three times un
der thirty; we should have a lot less
stupidity and mistakes in the world
Why. you learn diplomacy, tact, sym
pathy. how to be really happy—for the
time, anyway: practical insanity
which has done half the great 'hings
of the world; poetry, music, human
nature—in fact, love.—“Time o' Day.'
by Doris Egerton Jones.
HAD LINES OF INFORMATION
Rev©lut<o«ianes Astonished the Secret
(Service of Par.* Before Day
cf the Censor.
Some years beiore the great French
revolution a primed newspaper used
lo be distributed in Paris disclosing
the most secret events and doings of
tpe authorities Nobody knew who
the editor of the paper was nor where
It was printed, but men highest in
mng or off re were constantly afraid
-iiry "«*ght read in the sheet accounts
of conversations had with members of
'jM-ir household- in the private rooms
their own houses the day before.
The police were incessant in employ
PM all their facilities for the disc-ov
ary o! the whereabouts of the plant
\'t*-r many efforts they did succeed
... unearthing the fact that the paper
was be*©* printed by night on board
sbn it the Seine, but that it was
not alwavs tbe same ship This dis
covery was mMde *l>out e‘*hl oc,ock
, ug la a secret and highly
c.nier. ace Ue:d at once the
f .... v« .1. i •• •-") v^v-li
•; r , - -.rint the night at Ox*
i fame time aud ia this way to capture
the mysterious printers. Time was
' larking to make the necessary ar
rangements for carrying the decision
! into effect that same night; action
was therefore tostponed for a day.
The next mornit g the paper came out
1 as usual But it contained as its last
lines the following announcement; “As
the secret service resolved last night'
to raid our little printing office to
ilght. this paper will not be published
'omorrow."
Husband Is Boss.
What do you think, ladies, if you are
married and go to work at a regular
salary, and save and save and put all
the money you earn in the porcelain
pig bank on the mantelpiece, and then
your husband comes wandering in
armed with a hammer, smashes the
pig into little fragments, and says;
j 'Tm going to take my money out and
buy myself a suit of clothes,” you
; haven't any right to object If you
. do, he’s within his right when he re
j plies: “What do you mean by saving
i my money?" Wouldn’t that gall a suf
, fragette. though? If you invest the
. money in a house, he can come into
the house, arrange the pictures to puit
himself or generally assume the role
of an owner and you haven't lawfully
any ground to protest. For. don’t you
see, he owns it, no matter whether
you earned the money and bought it
yourself. If you have a position you
better think twice before you buy a
new hat out of the wages you earn.
If you do you are spending his salary
and he has a legitimate right to kick.
What’s yours is his'n. and what’s
his’n is his own. These are the con
clusions drawn from a decision hand
ed down by the supreme court here.
—New York Times.
Bobby’s First Day at Sunday School.
At the Eastminster Presbyterian
Sunday school the primary class sits
on little chairs around tables. A lit
tle girl took her small brother, aged
three, to Sunday school a week ago
for the first time. When they came
home sister reported that Bobbie had
behaved splendidly except at first she
couldn't get him to sit down. When
his mother asked him why he didn’t
want to sit down, he replied:
“I wasn’t hungry, so I didn’t want
to eat anything.”—Kansas City Star.
SALVAGE WORK IN DEEP SEA
Most Elaborate Precautions Taken in
the Case of the Empress of
Ireland.
"AH the bodies that could possibly
be reached, as well as the mail and
silver bullion on board the sunken
Empress of Ireland have been recov
ered as the result of one of the most
remarkable feats of deep water sal
vage ever attempted." says Popular
Mechanics. \\ hen the ship was sunk
near the mouth of the St Lawrence
it settled in the soft mud at the bot
tom of the river, which is 138 feet
deep at low tide, and heeled over at a
sharp angle. Because of these condi
tions the divers were compelled to
work at times at the unusual depth of
160 feet In spite of the extremely
dangerous character of the work only
one accident occurred, but this unfor
tunately resulted in the death of one
of the divers.
“To familiarize the divers with the
arrangement of the ship and the loca
tion of the strong box. pasteboard
models were made, and the divers
| were thoroughly schooled with these<
before being permitted to undertake
the work. As a further precaution :he
first work that was done by the divers
after a hole had been cut in the side
of the ship was that of bulkheading
all flanking doorways and passage
ways along the route to oe followed
inside the ship, so that no diver could
go astray or get his hose, life line or
telephone connection tangled.”
When Danger Comes.
In the presence of danger, our ii.
telligence, our imagination, our will,
are unusually wide awake. We b£gin
to perceive the limits of accepted
forms of thought, the inadequacy of
the standards by which we have been
accustomed to pass judgment on life
and on history, and the partial nature
of truths we had regarded as final
and complete. A great disturbance,
like that of an earthquake, is passing
beneath our life, and the elements of
that life, including those that are spir
itual, are re-arranging themselves in
new perspectives, "‘e are virtually
living In another world compared with
that in which we were alive a year
ago.—Prof. L. P. Jacks in the Yale
Kaviav.
AIR NEEDED IN ICE BOX
Provision for Proper Circulation Is as
Much a Necessity as Supply of
Cooling Material.
It is astonishing how little the aver
age housekeeper knows about ice
Some women seem to think all there
is about ice is to have the man put it
in the refrigerator Others, more care
ful. think to save the ice bill by put
ting some kind of covering over the
ice.
True, the ice does not melt so quick
ly with the cover, but then again, since
it does not melt, it has no cooling ef
fect Unless ice melts it is useless.
The faster It melts the colder the ice
box becomes.
The most important feature of a
good refrigerator is ample facility for
i free circulation of air when the box
is closed. Cool air, being heavier than
warm air, sinks. The warm air rises.
For this reason the coldest place in
the refrigerator is the bottom and not
the ice chamber, as so many people
think it is and consequently often put
butter or milk directly in with the ice.
There must be suitable passages to
allow the warm air rising from the
things placed in the refrigerator to
flow to and over the ice at the top, and
for this same air when cooled and
purified by the melting ice. to return
into the food chamber
The circulation continues until the
temperature is equalized While this
circulation proceeds the ice melts
rapidly, but when the temperature is
once equalized the ice melts very
slowly, that is, if the door fits tight
It will pay in the end to keep the ice
compartment well supplied with ice.
It should never be less than one-quar
ter full The ice me'ts faster, and
with less cooling effect, when the sup
ply is low.
KITCHEN HINTS OF MOMENT
Proper Receptacles for the Preserva
tion of Food—Meat V-'hen Roast
ing Should Be Kept Covered.
Everybody does not know that food
in general should cot he allowed to
cool in tin, copper or ircn. It roust be
placed while hot in agate, china or
well glazed eathen ware.
Green vegetables should be dropped
into boiling water to which a pinch of
bicarbonate of soda has been added.
Put in salt when the article is half
cooked.
if you have covered a pan in which
meat is to be roasted never open it to
baste the meat. Keep it covered from
start to finish. The idea is that the
pans are filled with steam, which pene
trates the fibers of the meat If de
sired to brown the outside leave the
cover off for the first half hour In a
quick oven.
the shank bones or mutton, or so
little general value. If well soaked add
to the richness of gravies and soup
stock.
When boiling haricot beans or dried
limas do not put in the salt until they
are nearly cooked, otherwise they are
apt to split and come out of their
skins. They should be brought to the
boiling point, that water poured off
and fresh boiling water poured over j
them
Whipping Cream Should Be Cold.
Often the housewife finds that the
cream she has will not whip. The de
partment's dairy specialistc point out
that to obtain satisfactory results in
whipping cream it should be cold and
of the right thickness, containing
about 30 per cent or more of butter
fat. Ordinary cream, designated as j
coffee cream by the trade, is alto- j
gether too thin to give good results
The whipping cream, as delivered by
the milkman, contains 30 to 40 per
cent of butterfat. Thoroughly chill
the cream before whipping by placing
it in a covered bowl on the ice. The
whipping process is also aided and
hastened hv standing the bowl in a pan
of ice water.
Scotch Broth.
Three pounds neck mutton, two ta
blespoonfuls pearl barley, two table
spoonfuls minced Onion, two table
spoonfuls minced turnip, two table
sponfuls minced carrot, two table
spoonfuls minced celery, two table
spoonfuls salt, one teaspoonful pepper,
one tablespoonful minced parsley,
three quarts cold water. Remove
benes and fat from mutton, cut meat
small and place with vegetables and
seasoning, except parsley Simmer
three hours after coming to a boil,
then thicken with flour and add pars
ley.
Beef Tea Meat.
Remove all gristle and fat from meat
intended for beef tea. Place these
trimmings in a pan with sufficient wa
ter to cover them, and add any vege
table to hand cut up small. Allow to
sithmer. then add the meat from the
beef tea. Simmer for four hours, then
strain through a hair sieve and pour
the liquid into a mold to set. When
cold it will be a nourishing jelly, suit
able for invalids. The vegetable used
must be quite fresh.
Nut Soup.
Pound six bitter almonds and boil
in three pints of milk, add half a tea
spoonful of salt and three tablespoon
ful? of sugar. Beat separately three
eggs, adding the stiffly frothed whites
very lightly to the yolks. Let the
milk cease boiling, remove from the
ure and whisk in the eggs till all is
a foam. Serve hot ic small bowls.
For the Tea Table.
Cookies, jumbles, and small cakes
are In constant domand on the tes
table, and where there are young chil
dren in the family two or three find
their way into the school lunch box
each day. To make th sr small cakes
requires time and patience, but If
success rewards the efforts the cook
does not regret the time spent.
Cocoanut Cakes.
Mix together one-half pound of flour,
fine-fourth pound each of butter and
sugar and two eggs. Add a small cup
ful of milk and one tablespoonful of
baking powder. When well mixed put
in a cupful or more of grated cocoa
nut Bake in small buttered tins in
a moderately quick oven.
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Th early bird that monkeys with
the early bee is apt to get stung.
Drink Denison’s Coffee,
For your health's sake.
I
At a wedding men laugh and women
weep—probably because they are not
| the victims.
Millions of particular women now use
! and recommend Red Cross Ball Blue. Ali
grocers. Adv.
Eight-Hour Law in Alaska.
Alaska recently adopted an eight
| hour law for placer miners and pen
\ sioned her aged and indigent prospec
j tors.
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American and English Girls.
Two groups of people sat in chairs
on the liner’s deck. In the first, com
posed of two American girls and a
man, the girls did all the talking and
the man listened meekly. In the sec
ond group, composed of two English
girls and a man, the man did all the
talking and the girls contributed noth
ing to the conversation but respectful
attention and delighted giggles Here
in we may perceive the difference be
tween English girls and American
girls.
If the American woman could see
her European sisters in captivity she
would have a better appreciation of
the freedom which she enjoys and per
haps she wouldn't be quite so bossy
with her good-natured, easy-going men
folk.
Similarly, if the American man
could see his European brothers in the
thrall of their masters, he would think .
more of his rights and privileges as a
| citizen of this republic. He would
thank his Maker every night on his
knees for his blessings of liberty,
which now he regards as a matter of
; course—if he regards them at all.
One of London’s Oldest Women.
Mrs. Mary Mitchell of Old Bromp
ton, Chatham, recently celebrated her
one hundredth birthday. She is a
widow and is the granddaughter of a
centenarian who died at the age of
one hundred and three. As a mumber
of the Wesleyan Methodist commu
nity, she w as the first Bible woman to
visit the homes of the royal marines
as long ago as 1832.—London Times.
Only a regular woman can get any
satisfaction out of a daily paper that
is more than three days old.
Miners in the Manchester (Eng.)
district are demanding a 20 per cent
increase in wages or a war bonus.
NO IDEA
What Caused the Trouble.
__
"I always drank coffee with the rest
of the family, for it seemed as if there
was nothing for breakfast if we did
not have it on the table.
“I had been troubled for some time
with my heart, which did not feel
right. This trouble grew worse
steadily.
“Sometimes it would beat fast, and
at other times very slowly, so that I
would hardly be able to do work for
an hour or two after breakfast, and if
I walked up a hill. It gave me a severe
pain.
“I had no idea of what the trouble
was until a friend suggested that per
haps it might be coffee drinking. I
tried leaving ofT the cofTee and began
drinking Postum. The change came
quickly. 1 am glad to say that I am
now entirely free from heart trouble
and attribute the relief to leaving oft
coffee and the use of Postum.
“A number of my friends have aban
doned coffee and have taken up Post
um. which they are using steadily.
There are some people that make
Postum very weak and tasteless, but
if made according to directions, it is
a very delicious beverage.’* Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek
Mich.
Postum comes In two forms:
Postum Cereal—the original form
must be well boiled. 15c and 25c pack
ages
Instant Postum—a soluble powder
dissolves quickly In » CUp of hot wa
ter, and, with cream and sugar mak«.
a delicious beverage ln,tSly
and 50c tins. , * “b®
Both kinds are equally del5r.i«„
cost about the same per CUp U* and
There s a Reason” for Postum
-WW by Grocer*.