TUTS OMAHA DAILY HEEt SUNDAY, HAY 31, 1003.
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The Parrot and
the Phonograph
Short Story
by Frances
A. Schneider
(Copyright, 1!M3, by Frances A. Schneider.)
"Its a beautiful world! It's a beautiful
world:" croaked the green parrot, and his
mistress, without looking up from her
Work, responded with cherry good humor:
"Yes. indeed, roily, It's u beautiful
world."
Though ' exactly what there wna In th
outlook from Mlsa I'lnch's window, to
Justify thla ctatoment, It would be difficult
to any. A row of dingy, steond-rate apart
ment houses bounded her vision. To be
sure, she may not at the moment have
Veen wholly conscious of her surroundings,
act attention being riveted upon aome dais
ies ahe waa embroidering upon a delicate
piece of fabric, and which reminded her
of the green pastures and still waters of
the, New England home ahe had left six
years before. Or perhaps her mind had
wandered off to her nephew, Richard,
whom aha pictured to herself as sedulously
tolling In the far away city of Boston and
upon whoso future achievements she built
great hopes.
When her only sister had died fifteen
years before, she bequeathed to Mlsa Pinch
her 8-year-old son, Richard. Kducatlon be
ing a hobby of Miss Pinch' though, be It
said, her own had been much neglected
he decided thnt her nephew should have
the bcit that she could obtain for him. He
should go forth Into the world armed with
no less a weapon than a college degree.
And with thla great end In view the little
woman strove and labored.
It had been a hard struggle. Involving
years of unceasing toll the best years of
Miss Pinch's life and finally the sale of
the old home and bit of farm land about it.
Yet she never grumbled. Even the re
moval to the great city, where she had
been assured a ready market awaited all
the work her skillful fingers could turn out,
did not discourage or embitter her. Her
object was being accomplished and she
never doubted that Richard'! love and care
would repay her tenfold.
But somehow, the ,two-edged sword of
knowledge, which It had cost Miss Pinch
such a struggle to place In her nephew's
hands, did not enable him to cut his way
with great celerity. It was now two yeara
since he graduated and he was still draw
ing heavily upon her slender resources.
"For," wrote he, "though I have a pretty
good job at tutoring, I don't get enough
out of It to keep me as a man in my
position has need to keep himself. In the
meantime, I am making myself solid with
a lot of wealthy, Influential fellows."
Thus matters stood on the Saturday
afternoon when Miss Pinch and the parrot
first heard the phonograph. It was early
In March and wonderfully warm for the
season. The little woman had thrown
open her window, so that any breath of
fresh air that crept down between the tall
hiMises might And an entrance to her room.
Miss rinch was embroidering violets on
whlto satin, while the green pnrrot pecked
languidly at a bit of water cress held
gingerly In his claw. Suddenly the strains
of a popular air, executed by some one or
something In ono of the apartment houses
opposite, rent the air. At first, the Indls
crlmlnatlng Miss rinch Inclined to the Idea
that It was a human voice. But at length
she discarded this theory In fav.r of the
belief that It was a. phonograph. "And
very pretty, too," she mused, leaning back
contentedly In her chair to listen. Aa for
the parrot, he dropped ' the water cress
and chuckled with delight, cocking his
head on one side and teetering back and
forth from one short leg to the other.
When It was almost dark Miss Pinch, with
a pang of self-reproach for her Idleness,
Jumped up hastily, saying, with something
like a sigh:
"It's a beautiful world. Polly dear; but
I am wasting time, so we'll light the lamp
and go to work."
"It's a beautiful world," shrieked the
parrot In response and rolling himself up
Into a ball put his head under his wing
and went to sleep.
Often after this Miss Pinch heard the
phonograph. Indeed, she grew to expect It
at a certain hour each day and waa dis
appointed If, by chance, it remained silent.
She thought the sound proceeded from the
apartment nearly opposite, where lived the
tall man, whom she had sometimes seen
looking over at the green parrot.
Early one bright morning Miss Pinch,
having hung the parrot's cage In the open
window, put on her hat and went out to
deliver a piece of embroidery.
"Goodbye, Polly dear," she said as she
left the" room. AH the way downstairs she
could hear tho bird calling, "Goodbye!
Good-bye!"
It waa an hour before she returned and
na she opened the door of her room a
strange, unusual quiet seejned to steal out
like a cold breath and chill her. She stood
still mpon the threshold, possessed by a
sudden fear.
"Polly," she said softly, "Polly!"
There was no croak of welcome from
tho hoarso voice that had never, for many
years, failed to answer her.
'Tolly," ahe called, and with an effort
dracged her unwilling feet across to the
cago. The door was oren Just as she must
c.xrolesaly have left It. The bird was gone.
Miss rinch stood for a minute staring
fixedly at the empty cire, then besan a
hurried search In every poosible and Impos
sible corner of the room. Craning her heTd
out of the window she called. "Polly!
Polly!" till the ieighhors came out to see
what was the matter. Never had the quiet,
reserved Miss Pinch attracted so much at
tention. To her oft repeated Inquiry, "Have
you seen my parrot anywhere?" the response
was always, "Ain't seen no parrot at all."
Finally sho hastened out Into' the street to ! mood before
Ing quietly away put the parrot In his
cage.
"He's frightened, poor thing, and don't
know what he's about," she said, wrapping
the Injured finger In her handkerchief.
"Let me bind It up," her visitor Insisted
kindly, but peremptorily. "I know what a
parrot's bite Is and that brute ain't any
exception."
"You must not call him a brute," re
monstrated Miss Tlnch with pale dignity.
' He Is most faithful and affectionate. And
nh," she continued In a burst of gratitude,
"I am so thankful to you for bringing him
back to me!"
Hut he had finished bandaging and started
abruptly for the door. Just across the
hnll he turned and said:
"I hope my phonograph don't annoy you,
ma'am."
"Then It Is your phonograph!" she ex
claimed, eagerly. "Oh, no. I like to hear It
very much."
"It's good company for me," looking
pleased. "I live alone. Good-bye, ma'am,
and I hope your flnger'll soon heal up."
Perhaps during tho fortnight her kindly
neighbor was more frequently in Miss
Pinch's thoughts than she herself realised.
When she met him one wnrm evening
walking In the square near her home there
came an extra tinge of red to her cheeks
and a warm glow In her bright dark eyes.
"How's the finger, ma'am?" he asked,
stopping directly In her path.
"Oh, quite well, thank you."
"Parrot ain't tried to get away since?"
"Oh, no. He's really very fond of me.
He didn't realise what he was doing when
he flew away the other day."
"He couldn't have, ma'am," said the
man, smiling down at her. "Would you
mind, ma'am," he continued, somewhat
hesitatingly, "walking round the square
with mo once or twice."
She glanced up quickly with a little un
certainty. But the eyes that looked down
at her were such honest, kindly and re
spectful eyes that she accepted the Invi
tation quite cordially.
It Is not a very long way about the
square, but they made the Journey Just
twice, when Miss Pinch knew that her
neighbor's name was a bachelor; that he
was an electrician with a modest but suf
ficient salary: that he found the phono
graph a great solace In his loneliness and
that he was "turned 48." Three times more
and Tom Downing knew that Miss Pinch
had not a relative In the world, except her
nephew, Richard, who was a graduate of
Harvard and a "very learned man;" that
some day Richard would settle down In a
little home and that she, Miss Pinch, would
keep house for him. He knew, moreover,
as well as If Miss Pinch told him which
she certainly did not that it was she who
had paid for Richard's education,
That night, as Miss Pinch was preparing
for bed, she said to the parrot:
t-ony, near, i tninx i nave round a
friend.
And across the court rang with blatant
energy ma strains oi "Annie Jaurle," as
played by Tom Downlng's phonograph
opring naa come, xne square was a
bower of green and whenever Miss Pinch
could snatch half an hour from her work
she hastened thither to sit by the fountain
or walk the asphalt paths. It was here one
evening she told Tom Downing a most lm
portant piece of news. Richard was com
lng to New York early In June.
"He's coming with a college friend," she
recounted proudly and eagerly, "only for
a day or so, but I shall see him."
"I'm very glad, ma'am, and If there's any
thing I can do to make his visit pleasant
1 11 be glad to do It. Perhaps you'd like
the loan of the phonograph for an even
ing."
"Thank you. but I think Richard and his
friend will be sure to want to go some
where. See something of the city. Most
likely they'll want me to go, "too."
"Oh, I see. You'll go to the theater.
I don't know where they may wish to
HP, and I shan't care much, as long as
I'm with Richard," she concluded with
happy little laugh. "I haven't seen him for
over two years." s
Tom tmlled sympathetically.
On the mjrnlng of the eventful day on
which Richard waa to arrive Miss Pinch
was up bright and early, seated by her
window at work, with the parrot In his ac
customed place on the table opposite,
gravely and silently watching her every
movement from his perch.
"What's the matter, Polly? Why don't
you talk to me?"
"Dry up," grumbled the parrot.
"Dick taught you that. He did his best
to make you a rude boy." The little
woman smiled over her recollections of
Richard's efforts to corrupt the parrot's
speech and morals. A pleasant and un
usual breese lifted the stray curls on her
forehead. People were astir In the houses
opposite and looking up she caught Tom
Downlng's eye as ho stood at the window
and smiled across at her. Slowly the
hours crept o'n with nothing to mark them
but the chiming of the clock In a neighbor
ing church tower. The color deepened In
Miss Pinch's cheeks. Her eyes .shone ex
pectantly, but still her busy fingers flew.
At 12 o'clock she prepared and ate her
simple dlrner.
"He must be here soon, now," she
thought, as she reseated herself by the
window.
Two o'clock 3 o'clock 4 o'clock. How
frequently the hours chimed now. There
must be something wrong with the clock,
she wes sure. At 6 Miss Pinch laid down
her work and sat twisting her fingers nerv
ously. The parrot watched her suspi
ciously. He had never seen her In this
some vehicles to pass, when a beautiful
and fashionably gowned girl escorted by
two well dressed men attracted her listless
attention. As the party drew near her
eyes suddenly brightened and she ftarted
forward, her hands outstretched toward
one of the gentlemen, exclaiming, "Oh, I'm
so glad to" but with a wondering stare
the trio passed her by. She shrank back.
as If someone had dealt her a blow In the
face, murmuring below her breath, "Oh,
Dick, Dick, how could you do that!"
Exactly what happened next Miss Pinch
never knew. She had reached the middle
of the long crossing when a cab came
whirling down the avenue. She heard a
confused babble of warning voices and with
startled cry stretched out both hands.
to feel one of them grasped by a man, who
put his arm strongly about her and drew
her Into safety.
'That was a close call, ma'am," said Tom
Downing In a voice that trembled, as he
stood beside her on the curb, still holding
her hand.
Miss Pinch looked up at him with quiver
ing lips.
"I should have been run over if It hadn't
been for you," and then she gently with
drew her hand.
'You might a-been. But come and sit
down." leading her Into the square. "I
guess you was thinking of something else.
when you crossed that street," he contin
ued as he seated himself beside her on an
empty bench.
"I'm a little tired, maybe," and her heavy
eyes sought the ground.
'Have you seen Richard today?"
abruptly.
She felt the blood rush to the roots of
her hair. t
'Yes" sho faltered "Just now. But he
was with a lady and gentleman, and and
they were In a great hurry there wasn't
time to to stop."
There was an awkward Pause, which Tom
broke at last.
'How's the parrot he hasn't bitten you
again?" he asked with an effort at Jocose-
ness.
"Oh, no," and she shook her head, re
lieved by the change of subject. "Polly
would never do anything Intentionally to
hurt me."
"You're a stanch little body," he re
marked with apparent Irrelevance and a
look that conveyed volumes volumes that
Miss Pinch might have read In an Instant,
If her eyes had not been fixed on the
ground. "How do you think he likes the
phonograph?"
"He likes It very much, indeed," with a
peroeptible brightening. "Sometimes he
sits for an hour with his head on one side, i
listening while It plays." y
Tom smiled broadly and sat silent. Miss
Pinch, also silent, let her mind wander
after the delinquent Richard.
"Do you think that the parrot would be
jealous of a phonograph in the same house
with him?"
"N " but Miss Pinch glanced up beforo
she had quite pronounced the little word
and saw Tom's eyes glowing with honest
love and admiration, looking down at her.
"Then, perhaps, he wouldn't mind coming
over to my place to live," he went on
hastily. 'The fact is, little woman, what
with seeing you nt your window every day,
and meeting you In the square occasionally
and tanking of you all the time, I've come
to believe that you're the truest, best little
woman going; and though this ain't the
place to say soft things It's that crowded
I must say that I love you to that extent
I couldn't hold out any longer without tell
ing you so and asking you to be my wife."
And so tho green parrot went to live with
the phonograph.
Then he bowed and moved away, leaving
th idy with an unusual flush on her face.
A Queensland contemporary recently pub
lished the following: "Our foreman printer
recently measured up the space occupied
by obituary notices In the Herald during
the last couple of months or so, and found
it made three and three-quarter yards. This
Is so much dead loss to the paper, and If
a fatal epidemic struck the town ruin
would stare us In the face. We have, there
fore, decided In future to charge for such
notices. So, when people feel like dying,
we hope they will give directions to their
next of kin in respect to paying for the
same."
Samuel Endnrs of Joplln, Mo., has sued
his wife for divorce, alleging that she de
serted him twenty-three times, lie Is a
mine Opeiator who has amassed a fortune
by careful Investments In small properties.
He avers In his petition ("Hat his wife has
long had a penchant for running away.
Once she was gone for six months. Twenty
two different time he forgave her on
promises that she would do better. Ho
states that he was much annoyed by her
going it way at unexpected times and loav
Ing him with no one to take care of the
household. He adds that she has gone
again now, and that "patience has ceased
to be a virtue." For the addltlcnal reason
that she sometimes called him bad names
and othcwlse abused him he asks to be set
free.
It is probable that the climax of the Ruto
m.itlo supply craze has been reached bv the
company which Is about to Install penny in
tho slot machines called "Everybody's doc
tor" on the boulevards and principal thor
oughfares of Tarls. Encn machine Is to
have twelvo slots, which means that not
only the remedies but also the prescriptions
for twelve different ailments, such as tooth,
ache, Indigestion, cold in the head and
"nerves," will be forthcoming for the
ubiquitous penny. The faculty of medicine
has granted the system a certificate, and
there Is consternation among Parisian doc
tors, who are doubtless discussing a means
of avoiding poverty In their old age.
An amusing story Is told In the English
papers nbout Kaiser Wllhelm's fondness
for surprising his army and his navy.
When the squadron was at Kiel some time
ago, the officers attended a court function
In Berlin. A young naval commander,
while mingling with the crowd of gayly
uniformed courtiers, thought he espied an
other naval friend In front' of him. His
friend's back was turned toward him. so
he pushed up to him, and, placing his hand
on his shou'der, he said: "How ere you,
old follow? Come, let us go and surprise
the aquarium tonight." His supposed friend
turned around, and, to his horror, the naval
commander found that he had clapped Ad
miral Wilhelm on the back. The com
mander stood aghast, but the kaiser saw
the Joke. "Excellent Idea!" he said. "Keep
quiet, and we will start at once." And the
biggest kind of torpedo raid was the result,
and, to the kaiser's great glee, he was able
to torpedo every battleship and. cruiser In
port that night.
walnut. 'The committee warns against the
rock msple for street planting, this being
one of the first to succumb to city condi
tions. It shade Is too dense and It Is diffi
cult for wires to be passed through Its
branches without rutting a large hole
through the foliage. The Norway maple
has some of the objectionable features of
the rock maple, but stands city conditions
better. Where the trees on on avenue do
not reach above a certain slie the commit
tee recommends that the practice followed
In some European cities be carried out;
that Is, to plant trees which will attain a
large size if left to grow, but which are
kept within bounds by very severe pruning.
Municipal Journal and Engineer.
TABLE AND KITCHEN
QXAIXT FEATURES OF LIFE.
A lot of young fellows In an Ohio town
had a good time with a tramp last week.
They totk him Into a shed, gave him a good
bath, shaved him and cut his hair. They
then bought a new suit of clothes, white
shirt and standup collar and dressed him
out complete. But when they attempted
to burn his hobo clothes he objected and
fought for them with such desperation their
suspicions were aroused and upon search
ing they found I1.4C0 sewed up In the coat.
Rear Admiral Rodgers. new commandant
of the Brooklyn navy yard. Is not at all
pleased with the band that has been sent
him from Washington. The leader and all
the members are Italians and none of them
knows a word of English. Exasperating
errors are made during the marching exer
cises of the marines, while the playing at
all times is very bad. The pay In the band
service of the navy Is so low that Ameri
can musicians will not enlist, so most of
the recruiting is done at European stations.
One of the oldest families In the world,
not In point of pedigree, but of longevity,
Is said to live In Bell county, Kentucky.
Lewis Green Is 93 years old, his wife, Vir
ginia Green, ia 92 years old. They were
married seventy-three years ago and went
to live on a farm at the mouth of Bing
ham's creek, in a bend of the Cumberland
river. They are still living in the same
house to which they went as bridegroom
and bride three-quarters of a century ago.
They have ten children, the youngest of
whom Is now 43, and there has never been
a death In the family.
It has almost passed Into a proverb that
physicians and lawyers are constantly being
asked for a.ce by acquaintances In the
course of ordinary conversation. A medical
man having a downtown office says that at
social gathering recently a wealthy
woman of his acquaintance asked him with
every appearance of innocence how long
babies should be allowed to sleep. Refusing
to rise to the familiar bait, the doctor
answered quietly: "In Just the same way
as short babies should be allowed to sleep."
search, she knew not where, for the bird
returning to Uer room after a time, lonely slnuatlr.gly
'It's a beautiful world," he ventured in-
and miserable. For the first time In many
years Miss Pinch wept.
"It may be wrong to take on so," she
Bobbed, "but ho was the best friend I had
in all this big city and knew every word
I said to him."
She was lying quite atl!l on her bed, her
face burled In the rillow. when some hard
knuckles applied t! cmsiivra vigorously to
the door panel. M'fs Pinch, In obedient re
sponse, called In n weak voice:
"Please wall a minute and I will let you.
In."
Then the little woman bathed her face In
cold water, smoothed her curly d:irk hair
and opened the door.
A tall figure stood In the hallway. Ills
eyes were almost as bright as Miss Pinch's
own and his hv'.r about three shades
grayer. Miss Pinch 1 new him at once for
the supposed possrs or of tlie phonograph.
Ho carried something il.'ne up In a white
cloth and looked down arncrt!y Into her
upturned face as he asked:
"Did you lor.e anything, ma'am?"
"Yes. I have lost my parrot." and her
Urs quivered. "Oh. buve ou seen him?"
"I saw a preen i rrot on a fire (cape
about hulf an r.ou rgo," still looking
down Into he;- eag'r eyes.
"Which firi? eseapo whs It? Oh, please
tell me at once."
"My own lire esru:e. ma'am. And her
ha Is," handing the white bundle to Miss
Pinch. "Mind, mind, or he'll bite you!" as
with a cry of relief the little woman
grasped It r?c Ulessly.
The warning came too lute, for the bird,
with a fiendish shriek, burled his sharp
beak in her finger, almost to the bone.
But Miss Pinch grit her teeth and turn-
Yes, yes, Polly It's oh, why don't he
i come?"
' The red In Miss Pinch's cheeks faded out
and the bright light that had shone In her
eyes all day grew dim.
j At o'clock the next morning Miss Pinch
' was startled by a knock at the door.
I "At last!" she cried excitedly and ran to
i answer tne summons, nut it was only a
. messenger boy, who handed her a note,
I Wtlh trembling hands she tore It open and
read:
I "Dear Aunt Lucy Frank and I have been
day noon and I have not been able to find
a spare moment In which to see you. Today
Is to be a repetition of yesterday. It would
hardly do to bring him to call upon you.
He Is one of those particular fellows.
you win understand tne situation, so
that there Is no fear of your feeling hurt
If I don't go to see you this trip. In Sep
tember I may be able to run up to New
York again If I can get the funds and
1 then we will have a good tlm all to our
selves. With best love, I am, your a (Tec
tlonate nephew, RICHARD."
"P. B. W leave by early train tomorrow
Will you send me some money so that
shall find It when I get back to Cambridge?
Ten dollars will b enough. If you can't
spar more. R.
She picked up her work mechanically.
"It's a beautiful world," mumbled th
parrot, after a long silence.
"Not so beautiful as It was, Polly not so
beautiful," and dropping her face In her
hands, she sat quite still.
It was also dark, when Miss Pinch, who
had forgotten her usual I o'clock meal, put
on her hat and walked slowly toward th
square. Gbe was walling on a crossing for
TREES FOR CITY STREETS
Expert Recommendations on Proper
Distribution and Se
lection. The proper distribution and selection of
trees for streets was made the subject of a
report by the committee of tho Hartford
(Conn.) Florists' club. While the recom
mendations of the committee were Intended
for Hartford alone, some of the points
brought out in Its report are applicable to
every other city In the country. In the first
place, the care of the trees should be placed
in the hands of the city government, ac
cording to the committee, so that a uniform
method of planting can be carried out, aa
well as in the case given to those already
on the streets. ' The trees should be
systematically spaced, a distance of forty
to fifty feet being .allowed between U -s.
Careful pruning should be undertaken iy
those In charge, all the dead wood being
cleared out and the trees kept free from in
sects. The Ideal location for a line of street
trees Is between the property line and the
Walk. If planted In this position they are
out of reach of horses, the roots are fur
ther removed from the gas that escapes
from the street mains, and they have more
oportunity of obtaining moisture than when
under the asphalt Or other Impervious
street paving.
Jlega. il'-s the kind of trees that does well
under city conditions, the committee favors
the allanthus, which seems capable of with
standing any possible conditions In a city.
such as smoke, dry soil, etc., and they are
also free from Insects. Other trees similarly
constituted are the cottonwood, white pop
lar and some forms of willow; then come
the European linden and the English elm,
both of which are tougher In this respect
than the American species. For the subur
ban and semi-urban portions of the city
the best all-around tree is the American
elm,
Menu.
BREAKFAST.
Fruit.
Cereal. Cream.
Broiled Chops. Grilled Tomatoes.
Rice Waffles. Maple Syrup.
Coffee.
DINNER.
Fruit Soup.
Iarded Fillet. Mushroom Sauce.
Mashed Potatoes. Cauliflower.
Tomato Mayonnaise,
Strawberry Meringue. Coffee.
SUPPER.
Pressed Chicken. Cucumber.
Banana and Nut Salad.
Cake. Cocoa.
Heclpes.
Tomato Soup To one quart of beef stock
add a pint of tomatoes and a small onion
sliced and fried slightly in a little butter.
Cook until the tomatoes are soft, then put
through a coarse sieve and return again
to the boiler, season to taste with salt and
pepper. Break six sticks of macaroni Into
small bits and add to the soup and cook
until soft. Then serve.
Tomato and Corn Soup Use one quart
of tomatoes, either fresh or canned; add a
quart of good stock, quarter of a small
carrot; one small onion, two cloves, piece
of bay leaf, six peppercorns and a table
spoonful of chopped ham or bacon. Cover
and cook slowly for half an hour, then
rub through a Bleve. Return to the fire
and thicken with one tablespoonful of but
ter rubbed to a smooth paste with one
tablespoonful of flour. Stir until smooth
and thick, then add seasoning of salt and
pepper and a cup of scraped corn. Cook a
few minutes longer, then serve.
Tomato Puree with Vermicelli Prepare
a quart of fresh stock as for thick soup,
and when It bolls move to the side of the
fire and simmer for half an hour. Then
make a cup of tomato puree. Skim all tho
fat from the soup, add a small bunch of
parsley and sweet herbs, and then simmer
for twenty minutes. Boll half a pound of
vermicelli In salted water, strain the to
mato soup, then add the vermicelli and
let the soup boll up again, then serve.
Cream of Tomato with Rice Take a pint
of tomatoes; pick over and wash half a
cup of rice. Put the tomatoes In a soup
kettle with a pint of cold water and let
them gradually come to a boll, then add
another pint of cold water, and when It
comos to a boil add the rice, two teaspoon
fuls of salt and a saltspoonful of pepper;
boll until the rice Is tender, but not soft
enough to break, then stir In a paste made
by rubbing together two tablespoon fuls of
butter and one of flour, a saltspoonful of
soda and about a pint of hot milk, or
enough to make the soup as thick as cream.
Cook for a few minutes, then serve at once.
Tomato and Tapioca Soup Put a pint
of strained tomato Into the soup kettle,
add half a tablespoonful of beef extract,
a tablespoonful of butter, three dessert
spoonfuls of fine tapioca and three cups ot
hot water; season to taste with salt and
paprlc". Cook for a quarter of an hour
and seire with tiny croutons.
Tomato Chowder Take three pounds of
soup me it or a large soup bone, a medium
sized or ton. a few small potatoes, five
small carrots, a new turnip, a bunch of
soup herLs and a quart of tomatoes. Sea
son with salt and pepper. When the Boup
ts done remove the meat or bone and add
a cup of grated corn or some tiny egg
dumplings.
Vandals Destroy Plants.
NEBRASKA CITY, Neb., May 30 (Spe
cial Te'.egram.) Vandals last night entered
the premises of several residents and de
stroyed large numbers of flowerbeds and
plants. Not satisfied with stealing the
flowers, then destroyed the growing plants.
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WHAT COBURN SAYS.
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Topeka, Kan.
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EDUCATIONAL NOTES.
Carter H. Harrison, Jr., the 12-year-old
son of the mayor of Chicago, has written a
two-act historical drama entitled, "The
Battle of Aglncourt." for the English his
tory class of tho Chicago Latin school.
The anonymous individual who some time
ago gnve a handsome sum to Bryn Mawr
college fnr the erection and equipment of a
bacteriological hospital proves to havo been
Clement A. Orlscom of Philadelphia, head
of the Shipping trust.
Mre. 8. R. Reins is the oldest principal in
the New York schools, having served con
tinuously since 18G3. The teachers under her
Its advantages are high but not too I P"Ben!!?,.hc, Til1! , "u.nb,u"t ,f ?'m,ondf
dense shade, the ease with which wires Beauty roses which she found on her desk
can be passed through Its branches without last Friday.
multllatlng them. Its rapidity of growth and The executive committee of the Carnegie
its beautiful way of over-arching the street. ,"BtJ!uJon- Washington, has made a grant
. .... j . . . . ' of to. 000 and traveling expenses to Prof.
It has the disadvantage, however, of put- , Arthur Gamgee. emeritus professor of phy
ting out its leaves very late, shedding them j biology, Owens college, Manchester, to en-
continually after the middle of the summer j Bbl 'lm t( Prepare a report on the physl-
, , . , . I ology of nutrition,
and Its liability of attack by the elm tree, , .,,.,,,.,..
. ttii., i -- ; The remark of President Eliot of Har-
beetle. The English elm can adapt Itself ' r, anPnt ,he entertalnment of the na.
much better to unfavorable city conditions, I tional convention of school teachers at Ros
but has a greater attraction for the elm i ton that the western delegates should be
, . . ... A.i- rpv,. given a trip to the sea beach, as "a bath
tree beetle than the American type. The ou)d d() t'nem BOoA ., hn caulled a IOO1
committee recommends for the suburban deal of comment among the pedagogues of
parts of the city such trees as red, scarlet, j the wild and woolly west, who think the
Dosioniuns liuve ub gretifc iietru in iitbbuiib ui
cleanliness as have the people from other
black and pin oaks, horse chestnuts, hack-
berry, silver and red maples and black J sections of the country.
Berries Tor Beauty Shredded Wheat for Strength
WHOLE
Strawberries in Baskets of
BISCUIT
" Naturally organized foods
make possible natural
conditions. There is no
other way."
Shredded Whole
Wheat Biscuit is a
naturally organized
food. It contains all
the properties neces
sary for the complete
nourishment of the
whole body.
Eat Natural Food
and have perfect
health. Start to-day.
Recipe 1 quart of washed and picked berries; crush M of them; add X of
a cup of sugar and cup of ice water; chill for half an hour. With a sharp pointed
knife cut centers from 6 Shredded Whole Wheat Biscuit, making oblong basketa.
Fill with the crushed berries and let the syrup saturate the biscuit. Cover top with
remaining whole berries and sprinkle with sugar. Serve with sweet cream. Any
fresh fruit may be used in same way.
Order from your grocer to-day.
The Natural Food Co., Niagara Falls. N. Y,
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Hasting. Neb.
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