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wkind collie. 25c a bottle.
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many , taxes are unknown , and this
year $50 was paid to every citizen
from the profits of the municipal
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the yoke. The way the long black silk
tie is brought in , with its braided ends ,
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, I I . i Breakfast Hours.
I I A traveler stopped at a hotel in
I I Greenland , where the nights are six
'month long , and , as he registered ,
iasked a question of the clerk.
1 "What time do you have breakfast ? "
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1 "I have been a coffee drinker , more
.or less , ever since I can remember ,
( / until a few months ago I became more
S land more nervous and irritable' : and
! ( 'finally ' I could not sleep at night , for
. l fI was horribly disturbed by dreams of '
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iwhat terrible effect it has - on the hu-
i j man ; system. If they did , hardly a
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' 1 dlee. She finally quit coffee and be-
t f : an : the use of Postum and is now per- .
, ' : fectly well. Yours for health. "
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The night wind of the plain blew cold
In their faces as , they stepped out upon
the Great River platform. There was a
hint of storm in the air and clouds rode
swiftly overhead. The voices of the train-
men and the throb of the locomotive , rest-
ing for its long climb mountainward ,
broke strangely upon the silence. A
great figure muffled in a long ulster came
down the platform toward the vestibule
from which the trio had descended.
"Hello , " called Raridan , cheerily ; ,
"there's only one like that ! Good morn-
ing , Bishop ! "
"Good morning , gentlemen , " said Bish-
op Delafield , peering into their faces. The
waiting porter took his bags from him.
"Has the boy been found yet ? "
"Xo. "
"I should have gone on home to-night
if I had known that. But what are you
doing here ? "
Raridan told him in a few words. They
were following a slight clue , and were
going over to the old Poindexter place , in
the hope of finding Grant Porter there.
Saxton was holding a colloquy with the
driver of the station hack who had come
in quest of passengers ' , and he hurried off
with the man to get a buckboard.
The conductor signaled with his lan-
tern to go ahead , and the- engine answer-
ed with a doleful peal of the bell. The
porter had gathered up the bishop's things
and waited for him to step aboard.
"Never mind , " the bishop said to him ;
"I won't : go to-night. " The train was al
ready moving and the bishop turned to
Raridan and Wheaton. "I'll wait and
see what comes of this. "
"Very well , " said Raridan. "We won't
need our bags. We can leave them with
the station agent.
Wheaton stepped forward eagerly , glad
to have something to do ; he had not slept
and was grateful for the cover of dark-
ness which shut him out from the others.
When Wheaton went into the station ,
the agent eyed him curiously as he looked
up from his telegraphing and odded his
promise to care for the bags. He remem-
bered Saxton and Wheaton and supposed
that they were going to Poindexter's on
ranch business Saxton drove up to the
platform with the buckboard.
"All ready , " he said , and the three men
climbed in , the bishop and Wheaton in
the back seat and Raridan by Saxton ,
who' drove.
The road proved to be in better condi- I
tion than Savton had expected , and he
kept the ponies at their work with his
whip. The rumble of the wagon rose
above the men's voices , and they ceased
trying ; to talk. The bishop rode with his
head bowed on his breast , asleep ; he had
learned the trick of taking sleep when
and where he could.
Wheaton felt the numbing of his hands
and feet in the cold night air and wel-
comed the discomfort , as a man long used
to & : particular sensation of pain wel -
comes a new one . that proves a counter-
irritant. He reviewed again the grounds
on which he might have excused himself
from taking this trip. Nothing , he ar
gued , could be more absurd than this ad-
venture on an errand which might much
better have been left to professional de
tectives. But it seemed a far cry back
to his -JKSK at the bank , and to the tasks
feero waich he really enjoyed. In a few
i . ? 3 the daily routine would be in pro- '
% fi&fn The familiar scenes of the open-
? .i ; passed before him-the clerks taking
42eir places ; the slamming of the bis
books upon the desks as they were
brought from the vault ; the jingle of coin
in the cages as the tellers assorted it and
made ready for the day's business. HP j .
saw himself at his desk , the executive of-
ficei of the most substantial institution
'Clarkson , his signature carrying the
bank's pledge , his position one of dignity
and authority.
But he was on William Porter's ser-
vice ; he pictured himself ' walking into
the bank from a fruitless quest , but one
which would attract attention to himself.
If they found the boy and released him
safely , he would share the thanks and
praise which would be the reward of the
rescuing party. He had no idea that
Snyder would be captured ; and he even
planned to help him escape if he cou-ld
do so.
They went forward slowly. The clouds
were more compactly marshaled : now and
the stars were fewer. Suddenly Saxton
brought the ponies to a stand and pointed
to a dark pile that loomed ahead of
them. The Poindexter house stood forth
somber in the thin starlight.
Saxton gave the reins to Raridan and
jumped out. "You stay here and I'll
reconnoiter a bit , " he said. He walked
swiftly toward the great barn which lay
between him and the house. There was
no sign of life in the place. He crept
through the barb-wire fence into the cor-
ral. He had brought with him a key to
a rear door , and he started around the
house to try it and to make sure that
the house was not occupied.
At the corner toward the river , glass
suddenly crunched under his feet. The
windows were deeply embrasured all over
the house , and he could not determine
where the glass had fallen from. The
windows were all intact when he left , he
was sure. He drew off his glove and tip-
toed to the nearest panes , ran his fingers
over the smooth glass , and instantly
touched , a broken edge. As he was feel-
ing ! the frame to discover the size of the
opening , the low whinny of a horse came
distinctly from within.
He stood perfectly quiet , listening , and
in a moment heard the stamp of a loof
on the wooden floor of the hall. He
backed off toward the drive way , which
swept around in front of the house , and
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as : dark as before. He ran back through
the corral to the other men , I ' who stood
talking beside the blanketed ponies.
"There's something or someboOy in the
house , " he said. He told them of the
broken window and of the sounds he had
heard. "Whoever's there has no business
there and we may as well turn him out.
You two watch the corners of the house , "
he continued , indicating Raridan and
Wheaton ; "and you , Bishop , can stand
off here , if you will , and watch for signs
of light in the upper windows. The big
front doors are barred on the inside , and
my key opens only the back door. "
The door opened easily , and John step-
ped into the lower hall. The place was
pitch dark. He remembered the posi-
tion of the articles of furniture as he
had left them on his last visit , and start-
ed across the ha'll toward the stairway ,
using his lantern warily. When half
way , he heard the whinny of a horse
which he could not see. A moment later
an animal shrank away from him in the
darkness ; : and was still again. Then an-
other horse whinnied by the window
whose broken glass he had found on the
outside. There were , then , two horses ,
from which he argued that there were
at least two persons in the house. He
found the doors and lifted the heavy bar
that held them and drew the bolts at
top and bottom. As the doors swung
open slowly Raridan ran up to see if
anything was wanted.
"All right , " said Saxton : in a low tone.
"They're mighty quiet if they're here.
But there's no doubt about the horses.
You stay where . you are and I'll explore .
a little. "
The horses stamped fretfully as he
went toward the stairway , but all was
quiet above. He felt his way slowly
up the stair-rail , whose heavy dust stuck
to his fingers. Having gained the upper
hall , he paused to take fresh bearings.
His memory brought back gradually the
position of the rooms. In putting out
his hand he touched a picture which
swung slightly on its wire and grated
harshly against the rough plaster of the
wall. At the same instant he heard a
noise directly in front of him M of some
one moving about in the cha\nber at the
head of the stairs. The koob of a door
was suddenly grasped fro - a within. John
waited , crouched down , and drew his re
volver from the sid pocket of his coat.
The door stuck ir i the frame , but being
violently shakes , suddenly pulled free.
The person w-fci had opened the door
stepped back into the room and scratched
a match. .
"Wake up there , " called a voice with
in the room.
Saxton crept softly across the hall ,
settling the revolver into his hand ready
for use. A man could be heard mum'
bling. .
"Hurry up , boy , it's time we were out
of this. "
The owner of the voice now reappear-
ed at the door holding a lantern ] ; he was
pushing some one in front of him. The
crisis had come quickly ; John Saxton
knew that he had found Grant Porter ;
and , he remembered that he was there to
get the boy whether he caught his ad-
ductor or not.
The man was carrying the lantern in
his right hand and pushing the boy to-
ward the staircase with his left. As he
came well out of the door , Saxton sprang
up.and kicked the lantern from the man's
hand. At the same moment he grabbed
the boy by the collar , drew him back
and stepped in front of hjra. The lan-
tern crashed against the wall opposite
and went rolling down the stairway with
its light extinguished. Stixton had drop-
ped his own lantern and the hall was in
darkness.
"Stop where you are , Snyder , " said
Saxton : : , "or I'll shoot. I'm John Saxton ;
you may remember me. " He spoke in
steady , even tones.
The lun ! em. rolling down the stairway ; ,
startlfcl the horses , which stamped rest-
lessly on the floor. The wind whistled
disrmilly outside. He heard Snyder , as
he assumed the man to be , cautiously
feeling his : way toward the staircase.
"You may as well stop there , " Saxton
aid. : : : . without moving , and holding the
hoy to the floor with his left hand. He
spoke in sharp. even tones. "It's all
right irp.nt. he added in the same key l
to the bc + y . who was crying with fright.
"Stay where you are. The house is
surrounded Snyder. " he went on. "You
may as well give in. "
The man said nothing. He had found
the stairway. Suddenly a revolver flash-
prl } and cnsckcd , and the man went leap-
ing down the stairs. The ball whistled
over S.ixtou's head , and the boy clutched
him iibout the legs. A bit of plaster ,
shaken loose by the bullet , fell from the
( - ' - lHng. The noise of the revolver roared
through the house.
"It's all . right , Grant , " Saxton said
again.
The retreating man slipped and fell
at the landing , midway of' tie stairs : . , . ana
as he stumbled to his feet Saxton ran
back into the room from which the fellow
had emerged. He threw up the window
with a crash and shouted to the'men in
the darkness below :
"He's coming ! Get out of the Way
and let him go ! The boy's all right ! "
He hurried back into the hall where he
had left Grant , who crouched moaning
in the dark.
"You stay here minute : , Grant. They
won't get you again , " he called as he ran
down the steps. One of the horses be ;
low was snorting with fright and making
a great clatter with its hoofs. From the
sound Saxton knew that the fleeing man
was trying to mount , and as he plunged
down the last half of the stairway the
horse broke through the door with the
man on his back.
"Let him go , Warry , " ' yelled Saxton
with all his lungs.
The horse was already across the
theshold at a leap , his rider bending low
over the animal's neck to avoid the top
of- the door. Raridan ran forward , * tak
ing his bearing by sounds.
"Stop I" ! he shouted. "Gome on , Whea
ton ! " Wheaton was running toward
him at the top of his speed ; Raridan
sprang in front of the horse and grabbed
at the throat-latch of its bridle" : The
horse , surprised , and terrified by the
noise , and feeling the rider digging his
heels into his sides , reared , carrying
Warry off his feet.
"Let go , you fool , " screamed the rider.
"Let go , I say ! "
"Let him : alone , " cried Wheaton , now
close at hand ; but Raridan still held to
the strap at the throat of the plunging
horse.
The rider sat up straight on his horse
and his revolver barked ialo the night ;
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crashing againiH ; the house , and the
flashes lighting up the struggling horse
and rider , and Raridan , clutching at the
bridle. Raridan's hold loosened at the
first shot , and as the second echoed into
the night , the horse leaped free , running
madly down the road , past Bishop Dela-
field , who was coming rapidly toward the
house. Wheaton and Saxton met in the
driveway where Raridan had , fallen. The
flying horse could be heard pounding
down the hard road.
"Warry , Warry ! " called Saxton , on
his knees by his friend. "Hold the lan-
tern , " he said Whearon. . "He's hurt"
Raridan said . . . nothing , but lay very still ,
moaning. ' r .
"Who's hurt ? " asked the bishop , com-
ing up. Saxton had recovered his own
lantern as he ran from the house. It was
still burning and Wheaton turned up the
wick. The three men bent over Raridan ,
who lay as ho had fallen.
"We must get him inside , " said Sax-
ton. "The horse knocked him down. .
The bishop bent over and put his arms
under Raridan ; and gathering him up as
if the prone man had been a child , he
carried him slowly toward the house.
Wheaton started ahead with tho lantern ,
but Saxton snatched it from him and ran
through the doors into the hall , and back
to the dining-room.
"Come in here , " he called , and the old
bishop followed , bearing Raridan careful-
ly l in his great arms. The others helped
him to place his burden on the long table
at which , in Poindexter's day , many light-
hearted companies had gathered. They
peered down upon him in tho lantern
light
"li was another-another . of my fool
ish chances , " said Warry faintly anri
slowly ' , the words coming hard ; but all
in t&B room could hear. He looked from
on' to another. "The boy's safe and well. ] ]
\ ' / e got what we came for. Just once -
just once-I got what I came for. It
i wasn't fair-in the dark that : way - "
His voice failed. : He lay very still for
several minutes.
"I never - quite . \'ed--qJlite-arriv-
ed , " he went on , with his eyes on the old
bishop , as if this were something that he
would understand ; "but you must forgive
all that. " He smileu in a patient , tired
way.
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"You have been a good man , W rry ,
there's nothing that can trouble yotf. '
"I was really doing better wasn't I ,
John ? " he went on , still smiling. "You
had helped-you two"-he looked from
his young friend to the older one , with
the intentness of his near-sighted gaze.
"Tell them"-his eyes closed and his voice
sank until it was almost inaudible - "tell
them at the hill ] - Evelyn - the light of all
- of all-the year. "
The wind sweeping across the prairie
shook the windows in the room and moan
ed far away in the lonely house. The
bishop's great hand rested gently on the
dying man's head ; his voice rose in sup-
plication-the words coming slowly , as if
he remembered them from a far-off time :
"Unto God's gracious mercy and pro-
tection we commit thee. " Saxton drop-
ped to his knees , and a sob broke from
him. "The Lord bless thee , and keep
thee. The Lord make his face to shine
upon thee , and be gracious unto thee. "
Tho old man's voice was very low , and
sank to a whisper. "The Lord lift up hia :
countenance upon thee and give thee
peace , both now and everm , re. "
( To be continued. )
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SAVED IN SPITE OF HERSELF
JIo\v Fortune Sidetracked a Very
Bad Social Break. :
"That reminds mesaid Mrs.
Baxter ; but the sewing society was in
full swing , and ino one noticed.
"Ahem ! " she persevered. "That lady
must have been something like - "
Once more her Voice was submerged.
"I knew a girl - " 'she almost
shouted , without causing so much as
a ripple on the waves. .
It was annoying. Sho had been
there an hour wtihout uttering''a
complete remark. Not that her voice
was needed ; but in her former church
home Mrs. Baxter had been a recog-
nized factor , and she did not intend
that these ladies should regard her ,
after this first meeting with them , as
a person with nothing to say.
Accordingly , when the shifting talk
reminded her of an old family anec-
dote about a girl who had left her
home town as 'Mary ' Ann Burney , and
had been heard of in the city shortly
after as Marie : Annetta Bournee , she
determined to bo heard.
"What you were saying a minuto
ago , " she tried for the : fourth tim.9.
"makes me think of - " but it was
useless and by this time the current
had carried the chatter so far away
from the subject that the story was
stranded.
With a warm face Mrs. Baxter gave
it up and applied herself to her sew-
ing , when , presto ! back surged the
conversation to the same point , and
here was a better chance than ever to
float : her story.
"I shall have to tell you , ladies , "
she spoke up , in tones calculated to
still a multitude , "ab'out a girl who
was always a synonym for silly affec
tation in my old home. I don't re I
member her myself-she left Barra-
hoo when I was quite ' small , -
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boo ? " a lady sitting next her broke in.
"That's my old home , too. You may
have heard of me by my maiden name
Marie : Annetto Bournee. "
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"Oh ! " gasped Mrs. Baxter. "Y-yes ,
I have. " And while the lady from
Barraboo gave herself up to voluble
. reminiscence , Mrs. Baxter , chastened
in ' spirit , thankfully allowed the bil
lows of talk to roll on without her
stor . - Youth's Companion. i
Stung Again.
Percy Pickle ( egotistically ) Yes , I
just love to go traveling for pleasure.
Miss Tabasco-Yes , it is a double
pleasure.
Percy Pickle--Double pleasure ?
Miss Tabasco-Yes , a pleasure to
you and a pleasure to your acquaint
ances.
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BY HARVESTFOR 1909
Three Bumper Crops Gathered at
Once , Government Report
Reveals.
JSEA OF PROSPERITY SURE
High Prices for Grain Will Bring :
Farmers Huge Sum , Aiding
Trade in General.
More grain than ever before grew
to maturity in a single year in the
United States already has been har-
vested or is rapidly approaching ma-
turity , according to the government
official crop Deport for August.
Never , but once , has there been
more wheat ; never before has there
been so much corn or so much oats.
And never before have three bumper
crops come together in the same , year.
Never in history has such a huge
task confronted the railroads as the
moving of this stupendous harvest to
market , and never have the railroads
been .so prepared for their work.
Along the lines ; ; of the principal roads
in the great grain producing States
stand miles and miles of empty box
cars , ready for the loading , while
thousands of engines , new or over-
hauled during . the period of depression I
i just drawing to a close , stand , with !
I steam up , ready to rush them to Chi-
cago , Minneapolis and other terminal
cities , where the almost empty eleva-
tors yawn for the golden grain , and
boats and cars are ready to carry the
surplus to other and less-favored na
tions which must look to bountiful
America for a large portion of their
food supply.
Figures Given on Crops.
The year's record crops of grain as
shown in the government report are
as follows :
Indicated yield. Previous record.
Wheat . . . . 724,233,000 748,460,000
Corn . . . . . .2,943,162,000 2,927,416,000
oats . 998,598,000 987,843,000
To add joy to the farmer , prices
are high and bid fair to remain so.
Usually the farmer gets high prices
only in years of scarcity , while , in
many instances , prices in bounteous
years have been so low as to make
it unprofitable to market the crops.
On not a few occasions in the last
twenty years have wheat and corn
been used for fuel. Last year was
a lean year , but in spite of this wheat
prices are now above last year's level ,
while corn and oats values are high
enough to make their marketing profit
able.
Era of Prosl'erltSure. .
These figures show that the farmei
will have an enormous amount of
money to spend this winter. His
prosperity will be reflected in manu-
facturing lines , because the pianos ,
automobiles and other luxuries the
farmer will now find himself able to
buy will have to be made in factories.
The railroads will receive a double
profit , because they will not only have
to move the crops to market , but the
said pianos and automobiles from the
cities to the farmers. Consequently'
the great crop outlook makes it ap-
pear that the country is in for an
era of prosperity such as it never saw
before.
The government figures , especially
on winter wheat , were a surprise even
to the most optimistic. Thrashing re-
turns indicate an average yield for
the country of 15.5 bushels to the acre ,
or a total of 432,000,000 bushels , where-
as a month ago only 397,000,000 was
looked for. Last year's yield of win-
ter wheat was 437,000,000 ( } ) bushels. It
is in the great States of the North-
west , however , that prosperity is most
bountiful.
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The semi-centennial of Presbyter-
ianism in Colorado was recently cele-
brated. Fifty years ago this church
began its work in that State by hold-
ing meetings in stores and tents
among the mountains t and this year
the General Assembly was held in
Denver in one of the best-equipped
churches of the denomination.
Rev. G. L. Morrill , Minneapolis
minister , has created something of a.
sensation ; by appearing on the princi-
pal streets armed with a camera and
taking : snapshots of the stylishly dress-
ed ! women who passed and then using
the : plates to throw the pictures on the
screen in his church to illustrate his
sermon ; on immodest dress , entitled
'The Lewd and the Nude. " The preach-
er ! did not disclose the names of the
women pictured and purposely blurred
the faces to conceal their Identity.
The State Department at Washing-
ton is seeking international co-opera-
tion for the suppression of the traffic i
tn opium as well as of cocaine and .
other habit-forming drugs. j
The recent Christian Endeavor con-
vention at St. Paul was a congress of J
nations. Missionaries from China , Je-
rusalem and , Finland were present and
told : of their labors. Songs were ren-
dered in many tongues. The remark-
able spread of the Christian faith
throughout : the Orient was a subject
brought to the consideration of the as.
aemblage. I .
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Clothespin IH Improved. . ' ;
If asked the question , the majority i r. :
of housewives would say that the com i
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mon clothespin was perfectly satisfac-
tory in its present \ r
form. Nevertheless , . t IJ
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\ accessories. The , \ . \
0' improved pin re- . ;
sembles somewhat
the clamps used by
photographers to. ,
support wet prints
\EW CLOTIIESPIX.support . . .
while drying. . . . "
They are mado so that any number
can be placed on a clothesline , beifig
movable in either direction. The
clothes are supported by the small . '
jaws , the grip being decidedly firmer . . ,
than in the ordinary clothespin. In '
addition the clothes do not come in : ,
direct contact with the clothesline and ;
cannot become soiled , as is often the
case with the ordinary line. They
are also easier to handle and , after
the clothes are removed , are allowed . ;
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to remain on the line. . . '
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Orange Fool. ' ' : :
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Peel five oranges. Cut into thiri
Blices , pour over them a heaping cup- '
ful of sugar. Boil one pint of milk , p ' . . j
add while boiling the yokes of three
eggs , one tablespoonful of cornstarch .F
nade ( smooth with a little cold milk. .
Btir all the time. As soon as thick-
ened , pour over the fruit. Beat the . :
whites of eggs to a froth , add two ta- " !
blespoonfuls of powdered sugar , pour
over 1 the custard and brown in the
iven. Serve cold. .
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Egg Sandwiches. . r '
Mash the yolks of hard-boiled egg r ,
to a powder and moisten with olive oil . ,
and a few drops of vinegar. Work to
a paste , add salt , pepper and French
mustard to taste , with a drop or two
of tabasco sauce. Now chop the whites "
of the eggs as fine as possible ( or un-
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til they are a coarse powder ) ) and mix r " " 1 ;
them with the yolk paste. If more :
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seasoning is necessary , add it beforo . -
spreading the mixture upon sliced - -gra _
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ham bread. :
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Blackberry Catsup. . '
Cover mashed berries with boiling
water , simmer fifteen minutes , mash 4
again and strain. Allow to each quart '
of juice a half-teaspoonful each mace ,
cinnamon , pepper and white mustard.
Cook down to about a quarter of the '
original quantity , add pure white wine
or cider vinegar to make strength and
consistency required , bottle and seal ,
while hot. /
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Value of Pimentoes.
Not every one is as familiar with /
the canned Spanish red peppers ( pi-
mentoes ) as they should be. The pep-
pers are tasty additions to soups , , sal-
ads , etc. , and are delicious stuffed with ,
bread crumbs , rice or meat or fish mix-
tures and served as an entree , or
served whole as a garnishment and
relish with the steak.
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Save 3I.uxtn.rH Glasses. ,
Save your prepared mustard glasses i ,
to use for holding soda , baking pow-
der , cream of tartar , etc. ; print labels
for same with ink in large , defer let-
ters , or have typewritten if possible ;
and in order to prevent them from be-
ing rubbed off when washing them j
paste the label inside the glass.
Cora. : Oysters.
Three-fourths of a pint' of grated
corn , yolk of one egg , salt and pepper
to taste. Just before frying add -
beaten white of the egg , and if the
corn is very dry , afid a little cream or
rich milk. Drop in hot fat from a
tablespoon - about the size of a large
oyster , and fry brown.
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A little wire broom is excellent foj , -
cleaning the horseradish grater.
A can of condensed milk keeps bet-
ter if the top is left open , admitting -
the air.
Spermaceti added to boiled starch t
gives the goods a gloss ; borax mal js
the starch stiffer.
Pineapples should be sliced first ,
and then pared. In this way the eye3 * i
may be removed with less waste.
Cake or cookies that have become '
stale may be freshened by the "add- " /
tion of a slice of bread to the jar.
Spinach has a better flavor if cook ,
ed in stock left from joint or fowl. !
Add , too , a few slices of green pepper.
Pie pans having burned crust in the
bottom should ! not be scraped. Soak
them in hoi : soda water , which will
clean them thoroughly.
In baking apples it is best to leave .
in some of the core. . This will
pre
vent the juice - of sugar , butter and
cinnamon escaping into the pan. ,
Varnished paint can be kept look '
ing as bright as when new by cleaning
it : with \rhole linseed. The method is
to : soak a bag containing the seed 'for
3Ome' time in water
and then to use
it as a cloth to clean the paint.
Water bottles which
obstinately re-
main stained may be treated with a
solution ; made of tea leaves , water ,
vinegar and a lump of salt. After this .
has stood for a couple of hours the
bottle should be rinsed and left to
irain , neck down.
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