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THE SEMI-MONTHLY MAGAZINE SECTION
November joe:
Woodsman Detective
125,000,000 Explosions
Inside Every Grain
Each grain of wheat or rice contains at least 125,000,000
starch granules.
Each of those granules holds in its center a tiny bit of moisture.
Prof. Anderson's process docs this:
It seals the grains up in steel guns.
It applies to the guns 550 degrees of heat. '
It turns the moisture to steam, creating a pressure inside of
each granule of 175 pounds to the inch.
Then the guns are suddenly unsealed. The steam in each
granule explodes.
And those 125,000,000 explosions blast every starch granule to
pieces.
Why It Is Done
Digestive juices can't well not on the solid granules.
They must be broken. That's why grain is cooked, baked or
toasted before one tries to eat it.
But no mere cooking breaks up half the granules.
So Prof. Anderson invented this method. It breaks up all the
granules.
The foods that result are the most digestible grain foods that
science has ever produced.
Puffed Wheat, 10c
Puffed Rice, 15c
Except in
Extreme
West
Airy, Nut-Like Morsels
These exploded grains are by millions considered the acme of
delicious food.
They are eight times normal size.
They are four times as porous as bread.
And the thin-walled grains, crisp and enticing, taste much like
toasted nuts.
Serve with cream and sugar. Or mix with fruit. Or float
like crackers in a bowl of milk.
There was'.ncver a cereal food quite so enchanting as either
Puffed Wheat or Puffed Rice.
Folks ate last year 250,000,000 dishes.
The Quaker Qzts (pmpany
Sole Makers Chicago
(Continued (torn Pago Iff)
"Ho may confess about tlio robbery,
but ho enn 't tell any ono where the Bank
property is. Ho docsn'S know because
ho 's been robbed in his turn."
" Robbed 1 " I exclaimed.
Joe nodded.
"And tho robber!"
"Five foot six or seven, lightweight,
handsome, lins black hair, and lives in
Lcndevillc or near it."
"Joe, you 'vo nothing to go on," I
cried. "Are you sure of this! How can
you know !"
"I '11 tell you when I'vo got thoso
bank bills back. Wo 'vo got to mnko
Lendovillo. It 's all of eight miles up
stream. ' '
It was still early afternoon when wo
arrived in Lendovillo, which could hardly
bo called a village, except in tho Cana
dian accoptnnco of tho term. It was
composed of a fort scattered farms nnd a
singlo general store. Outsido ono of tho
farm houses, .Too paused.
Wo found tho farmer at home, ji dour
fellow whoso father had emigrated from
tho north of Scotland half a century
earlier.
"Say, McAndrow," began Joe, thero's
a clmnco I'll bo bringing n party up on
to Jted Juver month after next for tho
moose-calling. What's your prico for
hiring two strong horses and a good
buck-board to tnko us and our stuff on
from hero to the Burnt Lands by Sandy
l'onUT"
"Twenty dollars."
"Huh!" said Joe, "wo don't want to
buy tho old horses."
Tho Scotchman's shaven lips (ho wore
a chin-beard nnd whiskers) opened. "It
wouldnae pay to do it for less."
"Then thero's others ns will."
"And what might, their names bo!"
inquired McAndrow ironically.
"Them as took up Bank-clerk Attor-
son wlicn no was horo six weeks back."
' ' Wecl, you 'ro wrong I ' ' cried McAn
droiv; "for Bank-clerk Atterson walked
in with young Simon Pomcarro and
lived with tho family nt their now mill.
So tho prico h? twenty, or I'll nao harness
a norso tor yol "
"Then I'll havo to go on to Simon
I'oincarrfi. I'vo heard him well spoken
of. ' '
"Havo yo now! That's queer, for
ho ..."
"Maybe, then, it was his brother,"
said .loo, quickly.
"Which!"
"The other ono that wns with Atter
son at Red River."
"Thero is only tho old man, Simon, und
tho two girls."
November said something further of
Atterson 's high regard for Simon Poin
carrfi which goaded old McAndrow to
fury.
"And I'll supposo it wns lovo of Si
mon that mado him employ that fnniily,"
ho snarled. "Oh yes, that's comic 1
'Twns Simon and no that grinning lassio
they call Phedrol . . . Atterson! I
tell ye, if over a man mndo a fulo o'
himself ; . ." -
But hero, despito McAndrow 'b protests,
.Too loft tho fnrm. ,
TOR and 1 walked together nlong va
" rious trails until from ft hillside wo
were nblo to look down upon tho Poin
cnrr6 farm, and in a few minutes wo were
knocking nt tho door.
It was opened by a girl of nlxnit
twenty years of ngej her bright brown
eyes and hair mado her very good look
ing. Joe gavo her a quick glance.
"I camo to seo your sister," said he.
"Simon," called tho girl, "hero's a
man to seo Phedro."
Simon camo to tho door. Ho was n
powerful young French-Canadian with up
brushed hair and a dark moustache. He
stared ut us.
"I'vo never scon you before," he said
at last.
"No, I'm going south nnd I promised
I'd lenvo a messngo passing through,"
replied Joe.
"Who sent you!"
ML-,
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of watching the little one grow
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melon, as do fond and foolish
mothers of the slums. But you
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if you pile into that little stom
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