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THE SUNDAY HERALD, NOV KMBKK. 8, 1891.
Sliortcm Shy nnd Herbert. Sponccr.
Shortcm Sliy nlnys 'round my knoe
While 1 rend Herbert Spencer.
Hut still the more I rend nnd rend
My lgnornnce grows denser;
For Sliortcm Shy decries my taste
And tells mo every minute,
Say, papa, I don't like tlint book.
There ain't no lions In It."
Now Herbert Spencer is n great,
A world-compelling thinker;
No heavy plummet lino, or truth
Goes deeper than Ins sinker.
But one man rends his work way through
Tor thousands that begin it,
They leave one-half the leaves uncut
" There ain't no lions In It."
The age-old errors In their den
Does HerbertSpcncer throttle,
And ranks with Newton, liiicon, Kant,
And ancient Aristotle.
Th mlithty homage of the few
1 tese towering giants win it,
Th millions shun their hunting ground.
' 1 icre ain't no lions In it."
1 lc ive this metnphyslc swamp,
Tulck grown with sturdy scions,
And ronm the Meadows of Komaucc,
With Shortem and his lions.
He brinirs his gaudy Noah's Ark book
And begs mo to begin It;
" Hotter than Hubbet Pencer book
That ain't no lions in it."
" Now wead about the efalunt
So big ho scares tiic people;
An' wead nbout the kangerwoo
"Who Jumps up on tho 'teeple."
So I take up the Nonh's Ark book,
And sturdily beglu It,
And rend about the "efnluuts"
And lions that arc in it.
Shortcm will irrow in soberness
His life become Intenser,
Some duy he'll drop his "efalunts"
And take up Herbert Spencer.
Hut life can have no happier years
Than fflad years tlint begin it,
And life sometimes grows dull nnd tamo
That has no lions In it.
S. !Jr. Foss in Yanhec Blade.
The episode I am going to relate occurred
oiot far from the township of Horsham, Vic
toria. Where the exact locality is, 1 have
no intention of divulging, but if any of my
renders are acquainted with the part of the
world I reftr to, they will remember that
there exist one or two large streams within
the wide radius I have named. Beside one
of these rivers there was standing, about
twenty years ago, a hut, which wns known at
the Homestead as Deep Water Station; and it
was here that my lot placed me as hut-keeper.
I lived at the Deep Water Station for two
If readers of the following story wish to
know who I am, I will gratify their curi
osity so far as to state that I was boru in the
north of England. My father was a retired
tradesman. He gave me a fair education, but
1 never fulfilled the expectation formed of me.
This night, while I write, I can show nothing
to prove that I ever succeeded in the world.
I am a poor clerk, struggling for a hare exist
ence, and sometimes struggling with a wild,
strong impulse to wander and work through
the country, as I often did before, near the
scenes of my former experience. I like the
red sunset and the wild plains as much as
ever; I like the glow of the sunlight among
the gnarled, queer trees; I like tho rippling
rays on the water waving, shadowy grass of
the silent hills the bright, still moon, tho
wilderness away from towns; I like Austra
lian life, but not among the dusty streets, or
near to white, sweltering roads. For twelve
years I followed these impulses faithfully,
and enjoyed my bush-life; with little profit, it
is true, hut with much pleasure. All that I
have to show for all my wanderings and
hardships, as I write, is a long, ugly scar
acrous my breast, and 1 am going to tell
how I got it.
I remember I was sitting at the hut
Deep Water hut) one summer afternoon,
looking for the coming of "Long Mat."
The sun was passing away blood-red behind
a range of dim, blue hills; long shadows were
rapidly spreading; the deep-water hole had
lost the light; the hills behind the river were
just tipped with a crimson glory, and stars
seemed dropping like silver specks on tho
paling sky. "Long Mat," the shepherd, was
Inter than usual.
Tho darkness had not quite fallen before I
recognized the bleating of the flock In the
distance, and soon after the white fleeces of
the sheep slowly appeared from out the
sombre shadows of the trees. I bad just
walked Inside the hut to prepare 6iipper,
when the quick, muilled fall of a hoi"6o'6 feet
became audible. I knew the canter well, and
came to the door to await the arrival of Mr.
S , the owner of the station. Ho galloped
up to the hut, vjltb a cheerful "Good evening,
Bill." and as usual came Inside to ask me if I
wanted anything, and to light his pipe.
"I can't stay long with you this time, Bill,"
ho said pleasantly, but with a little anxiety;
"the black fellows are about again, I hope
your gun is In order. Do you want any
powder or lead ?"
"We have quite enough," I replied, "both
for Mat and myself; hut there's no bullets;
I'll run them to-morrow, Mat's rather late
this evening, hut the Hock's not far off; they'll
be home In a quarter of an hour; I saw them
pass the belt beforo you came."
At this instant the shadow of a man dark
ened the door, and Mat entered.
"Good-evening," he said quietly, to Mr,
S and myself, "The sheep's feedln' home
all right, sir, but there's a few mlsElu'. One
of my marked ewes U gone, and I can't see
two of the cruwler6."
"You'll pick them up to-morrow, Mat,"
replied the strong, pleasant voice,of the squat
ter. "Bill says you've got enough powder
and lead. The blacks are about, do you know
Withput waiting for an answer, Mr. S
Rrpjeiifld to undo his horse, and was ab.put
.to mount, when Mat said: "1 guess you had
better stop to-night, Mr."
"Injuns is close up. One of tho sheep 1
spoke of was speared.''
"I heard thero were five blnck fellows
nbout," snld Mr. S , delaying to mount,
"but the ride Is safe enough; I've got my
rillo with me."
"They're too close," responded tho shep
herd, after filling n pnnlkin of ten, and, con
trnry to his custom, stnndlng his nun against
We looked at him inquiringly. Ho kept
his eyes wnnderiug over and around the
Hocks, while he explained: " Wall, you sec,
sir, after stein' the spear wound on the
crawler, I looked about mo purty shnrp, but
couldn't see nothln' till 1 wns lcnvin' the belt
there, when I sighted one o' the varmints
wriggling through the grnss like n snake. I
was goin' to give him a pill, but I saw
nnother wriggle In his wake, and then another;
nnd," continued the narrator, with something
like a glow of expectation, "they nln't far olt
now I reckon."
He had scarcely uttered tho words when he
lifted both hands and struck Mr. S full on
tho chest with enough force to drive him to
the extreme eud of the hut. At the same
instant a spear whizzed through tho open
doorway aud quivered in the slabs behind.
"By gum "
More remnrks were drowned by a loud
quivering snort from the poor horse; a mo
ment after and he rolled heavily across the
hut door, completely blocking up the en
trance. Mat muttered away, "First-rate for us
coons? Ye'd better bar the door, BUI. Doc
tor 1 doctor ! doctor ! Pst ! pstl Here lad."
The dog leaped on the shepherd. "By gum,"
he said, "I thought he was outside."
By this time Mr. S was coolly recon-
noltering through the loop-holes. Ho had let
down the window aud was preparing for
action as unconcernedly as the shepherd.
These quiet, brave men iuspired me with
confidence and I remember thinking as I
threw water on the fire so as to extinguish all
light that the black fellows had met their
match. By this time the moon was up and
the light was gradually growing on the land
scape. At first we could discern the outlines
of the trees, and then, as the night withered,
the white seared grnss between the shadows.
There was a long time of silence. Mat, Mr.
S and myself had our barrels through the
loop-holes and were closely watching for any
movement outside. The convulsive shud
dering of the horse had ceased, and there was
a painful silence. The squatter and Mat were
like two statues, and notwithstanding tho
quiet breathing of the dog and the croaking
of the frogs along the river, there seemed to
be a frightful significance in the silence that
was brooding above these sounds. Every
instant I was expecting a rush from the out
side, and there was not a sign nor a sound to
betray the presence of any enemy. The sheep
were camping quietly around the hurdles.
Silence the bright moon the white lleeces
mingling with the color of the grass the still
shadows of the trees the far black forest
the spectral tracery of tho branches In the
moonlight. The silence was terrible. One of
the outside wethers rose and walked forward
a few yards, then commenced stamping
quickly on the grouud.
"Darn my eyes," said Mat, for the first
time breaking the silence, "if the Ole Parson
hain't sighted one of the niggers."
The "Ole Parson" was a patriarch wether
that was afflicted with the foot-rot, and
usually fed on his knees.
"So he has, and, by gum, there's a crowd
the whole tribe hev come to visit. Not
enough in shade, boss," concluded Mat, after
auother interval, and in a hard-whispering
Tbe next moment the first report rang out
into myriad echoes. A shrill death-shout fol
lowed, as the dark figure of a man leaped with
a sudden force from tho ambush and fell
prone, gurgling out blood and broken words.
"Now, boss," said Mat, looning out, but
still charging: "Fifty yards to the right of the
Boss (Mr.S ) changed the direction of the
gun and fired. Tho human figure seemed to
sink down so quickly, so calmly, so help
lessly, that I felt a strange thrill of pity.
"He's fixed safe as houses; let's physic au
other or two, and maybe they will make
tracks," again muttered the shepherd in a
tone of suppressed glee, "Cook, why the
devil don't you shoot ? Squint round that
block to the right of the wattle."
Looking In the direction indicated by Mat,
whose eyes seemed everywhere, I saw tho
figure of a man partially visible against the
ground. He was evidently sheltering himself
from the other two guns, but, owing to my
silence heretofore ho must have been of the
opinion that the portion of the hut where I
stood was unoccupied. For an Instant I
could see nothing through the smoke, but it
cleared almost immediately. Just as the
shepherd said: "Don't shoot again he's
fixed," I saw tho poor wretch staggering
wildly toward Uio hut, and then fulling with a
dull sound. The next thing I remember was
Mr. S asking me if I had run any bullets.
"Have you any in the hut ?"
Mat informed us that we were "treed,"
much in the same way as he would tell tho
overseer that the rations were 6hort. Ho
quietly pulled his gun from the loophole, 6ay
iug: "I've only one more pull to keep our
skins whole, We'll have to trust to Doctor."
Mat's dog Doctor was partly a Smithfield
and partly a Newfoundland. He had been
trained by him to all kinds of tricks. Among
others ho repeatedly took messages to station
wheu attached to his collar, aud I presume
this was the object Mat had in view when re
ferring to him as capable of relief.
"Mister, dy'o think you kin rite a ruoesago
in the dark, or by tho moonlight, askin' the
hands at the Homestead to come this way r
Notimoto lose; 1 see tho dnrkles dodging
round the hut. Bill, knock away tho low
part of tho rotten slab behind yourhnck. Here,
The message was scrawled nnd fastened to
Doctor's collar in little les3 tliun a minute,
and the noble brute, who seemed to know tho
danger, stood anxiously trembling till the
preparations were complete.
As I beforo stated, tho hut. stood closo to
tho stream, and from tho renr the b.uik sloped
abruptly toward the water. Tho American
for tho first time southed affected. When tho
men fell under his shots there wns not tho
slightest change perceptible in his voice; but
the few words he spoke to h's dog were
broken nnd singularly soft. I'll be sworn
there were tears In the man's eyes. Every
thing being at last prepared, he spat upon tho
dog's muzzle, held his head close to his cheek
for a moment, and then pressed him quickly
out of the hole nnd n way down tho shelving
Wo listened anxiously for a time, and then
there arose a wild jabbering for n minute; the
next Instant we detected a yelp of pain.
"My Godl" said I involuntarily, "the
"No, he ain't, darn ye 1" snapped Mat.
"lie's just touched, an' no more. He'll
"Ho must be quick then," said Mr. S ;
"tho blade devils have struck a light some
where aud thcy'ro going to hum us out.
Our eyes were now intently scanning the
movements of the savages through the little
loopholes, aud we saw a flaming braud
whizzing through tho air and scattering
sparks in all directions. It fell on tho stringy
bark roof over our heads. Another and au
other came, but it did not appear to us that
any of them had taken effect.
By this time tho black fellows bad gath
ered courage. Bellevlug our ammunition
was expended, many of them left cover and
might be seen Hitting about like specters.
They kindled a lire some distance off, aud
across Its glare shadows were constantly fall
ing. The fire brands were thrown no longer;
some fresh mode of attack was preparing.
Our suspense continued a long period nearly
half au hour during which time not a word
was spoken by any of us; our sole depen
dence was the Doctor, and If help did not
soon arrive it was certain we could find no
escape from tho demons who were trying to
compass our destruction.
"Now, look, slick," whispered Mat. "I
see their game; they're going to give us fits.
How's the moon ? well aback of the hut, I
guess. Bill, stick your cabbage-tree on a pil
low, and hold it at the open window when I
tell you. I'll just go out and bid them good
evening. Don't bar the doorafter me, mister,
but when I show them my heels, open it.
You see we can't spare ammunition."
While speaking Mat unbarred the door.
He slipped, out noiselessly as he concluded
Through the slabs he said to me:
"D'ye see that divil with the blazing log?
When he gets closo to the wattle open tho
window aud prop up tho pillow. Take care
of their spears yourself."
As soou as the black fellow came to the
point indicated, I opened the long, little
shutter with some noise and held up tho
dummy. In a moment a dozen spears passed
through the aperture, and I let the window
fall as though ono of us was mortally
There was a wild shout without. At this
time the black fellow who carried tho log was
within a few yards of the hut, and I heard
Mat preparing for his move outside. Looking
out as quickly as I could I had just time to
see his tall figure emergebeyoud tho shade as
the butt end of his gun fell crushing on the
head of the fire-bearer. The door was opened
as Mat turned; It required but one or two
bounds to take him to the door, but tho
savages were too quick for him with their
spears. Ho staggered through the entrance
and fell just as he cleared the threshold.
"Caught in tho thigh, I guess," ho ex
claimed, as he slowly recovered himself, aud
painfully struggled to tho window. "Don't
mind the spear," he remnrked to me as I ap
proached him; "It's better as it is, till help
"If it ever does," thought I.
The American's sortie, 1 believe had rather
a disastrous effect, for the black fellows
seemed to conclude at once that our ammuni
tion was all expended, and they thronged
around the hut without caring to shelter
In a short time tbe crackling of tho flames
on tho roof put au end to our trouble. The
hut was on fire, and thero was nothing left us
hut an attempt to dash out and clear tho
aborigines. 1 proposed this, but Mr. S
would not try without Mat, aud underneath
tho blazing roof, with clubbed guns, we grimly
awaited tho final attack. The American's
rifle rested in the loophole whore ho had taken
up his position.
"There's tho worst of them," Mat 6ald,
looking along his weapon; "he's coming up
with a log to stave in tho door. He'll never
do It;" and our last bullet brought down tho
There was consternation and a hurried con
sultation. After a lapse of about five minutes,
tho whole force of tho besiegers rushed
shrieking on our little garrison. A moment's
surge outside aud tho door fell back as Mr.
8 's gun swung down on the crowding
savages with terrific force, felling two of tho
foremost like oxen. 1 remember a wild
struggle with our guns and lists. Mat and
tho squatter towered above their opponents
like giants, fighting with terrible energy.
Tho black fellows had forced mo to tho
ground; one was shortening tho grasp of the
spear to drive it through ray body, when 1
felt a gush of blood spouting over my face
and chest,, juet as tho slave fell on me mor
tally wouuded. Then I remember a hurrah
outaldo and tho cracking of rifles.
"That was a good back-handed hlpw, boss,"
said Mat, faintly; "1 guess tho cook's got nn
other squenk. D'ye henr Mint? Hoorny I
Knowcd tho Doctor would do it," snld he,
with rcnowed energy; "tnko Mint." And I
henrd tho dull sound of nnother blow, nnd a
low monii of pntn ns the station hands rushed
in. The Doctor soon recovered. So did Mat,
who is now ono of tho richest men In tho
colonies. I well, I have a large scar across
IV 13 DRESS ALIKE.
Decay of Distinctly) Costumes All Over
Tho plain truth Is that plctuiesque costume
is rapidly dying out the whole world over.
Take the "Vieilander madcheii" a decaying
race, by tho way who sells bouquets under
tho porticoes of tho theatre at Hum burg
take the Roman "contadlna," with her kirtlc
of cutiulngly contrasted lulus, and the snowy
"fnzzoletto" of white linen which she wears ns
a head-dress; take tho Vetiett.in "llomja" nnd
the "portatrlco d'nqua," or water carrier,
nnd contrnst any one of these tjpes with tho
London flower irl.
It innj' not be generally known Hint the
astonishing "picture" which that hoarsc
vofced aud sometimes Inteinperntely-toiigiied,
young female wears is rather an expensive
nrtielethnn otherwise, for which she pays by
installments, nnd sometimes oven bnllots for
it in tho maimer adopted by members of
building societies. She patronizes, morever a
particular jacket, a particular length of skirt,
and kind of boot, aud she would scorn to niter
the woudrous "fringe" of half-cut over her
The pity of it Is that all these continental
costumes are drifting Into extinction. In
Home the "fnzzoletto" and the many lined
kirtle are rarely worn save by professional
models for artists; and tie Venetian flower
girls, who pester the tourists at Florian's or
tho Speech! to buy their posies and often
thrust them uninvited into the travelers' but
tonholes, arc rapidly relinquishing their dis
tinctive garb aud dressing themselves after
tho fashions prescribed in tho plates of tho
cheap fashion periodicals. As for tho gondo
liers, they have abandoned the wearing of a
striking costume as completely as they have
discontinued their citations from Tusso.
There are still Swiss cantons in which tho
strongly marked and extremely picturesque
Helvetic costume Is adhered to, nnd in cer
tain parts of Norway, such as tho Hardanger
and Telemarken districts, the peasantry still
wear their characteristic native dresses, but in
both countries tho "wide awake hat" and tho
suit of "dittoes" for men, and tne cheap and
ill-looking parodies of the Paris fashions for
women are steadily making their ignoble and
depressing way. "Store clothes" have even
Invaded the Tyrol aud the provluces of Aus
tria, while in European Turkey the upper
classes have wholly divorced themselves from
the turbau and caftan, and have adopted a
monotonous dress in which the principal ele
ments are the 6carlet fez cap and the siugle
breasted frock coat.
Tho Osmanli, at Stamboul at least, has even
given up tho traditional "chibouck" and tho
time honored "narghile" and smokes nothing
but cigarettes. It is slightly consoling to tho
lovers of the plcuturesquo to know that there
are still some 40,000,000 of Russian "moujiks"
who are unalterably conservative in their
patronage of sheepskin "touloupes" and
cotton shirts worn over their baggy Inox
prc6sibles, with boots reaching to their knees;
but a Russian gentleman, whon he Is not in
uniform, puts on precisely 6uch morning and
evening dress as are worn In London and
Paris, in Milan and San Francisco; while
among tho Polish nobility where should we
hope to find a counterpart of the costume
worn by the heroic John Sobleskl ?
Even tho conventional "Uncle Sam," whom
tho Americans themselves laughingly ac
cepted as a type tho gaunt, high cheeked
boned individual in a suit of nankeen and an
ample panama hat has vanished, nnd but for
au occasional cartoon would bo forgotten. It
is tho same with our John Bull. Ills spirit
lives; his idiosyncracies are, happily, yet
vigorous; but his hat, his broad-skirted coat,hIs
leathers, and his tops are to bo found only in
tho columns of our facetious contemporaries.
Most varieties of the costume of the past are
dead and the rest are dying. What order of
apparel is to succeed them ? Surely "pot"
hats, "stovepipe" hats and suits of "dittoes"
are not to bo tho universal wear for mankind
in tho twentieth century.
SEXES IN DIAMONDS.
A ,Tcwolor Points Out u IMulo ami a Fe
mulo In a Group of Gems.
"Here," said a jeweler the other day, "Is
quite a curiosity." Ho picked up a throe
karat white stone with tho tweezers. "It is a
specimen that will prove to you that thero is
a difference of sex in the gems. This Is what
Is called the female, a multiplying diamond."
Ho held tho gem under a strong magnifying
glass and pointed to four or flvo smaller dia
monds clustered about ono of the facets at tho
edge ol the table of tho Btono. "The male
gem," the jeweler said, "Is sharp pointed and
never gathers these embryo gems. Thero is a
lino specimen alongside that pink stone. It
surprises most people who see these speci
mens to bo told that they are of different sex
as well as color, but such Is tho fact."
More Kireotivo Than JJeauty,
St. Paul Qlobo.
There's a girl on tho hill who always gets a
seat in tho car if it is just jammed. Bho isn't
pretty nor anything like that, but she Is
brainy and her feet are large. She wears
common-sense shoes, with heavy heels. She
goes into a car and hang6 to a strap in front
of some man. Then every time tho car joiks
sho lunges around with those heels. After
a few lunges the man gives her his 6eat aud
limps out and stands on the platform aud
ANOTHER XI3AV DISEASE.
Tim "Camlldiitu Ilmul" ami Some of Its
Thero is always something now under tho
sun nnd nature's law of compensation Is con
siaiitly nt work. If ndvnnclug civilization
and progressing solcncobrlng us now plensurcs
nnd ndded comforts, they nlso entnil new Ills
upon Immunity. The electric light brings
with It a new opthalnilc dlsensc, tho rnllrond
has developed now foims of nervous ailments,
and plagues and disasters keep pace with tho
swing of tho spheres.
This introduction Is merely given to show
that some of llio latest ailments nro not only
astonishing but quite natural. Pollticlnns,
like other cattle, hnvo always been troubled
with the "foot and mouth" disease, the latter
organ suffering the most. But now nnother
member is beginning to nttrncttho attention
of the faculty, the hand.
The new dlsenso Is strictly local, being con
fined to certain Individuals and classes of
public nctivlly. It Is culled tho "cnndldato
hnnd, " nnd a dlsenso peculiar to men either
running for or holding office. It is the result
of our republican institutions, for wc do not
hear of the sickness developing to any extent
in Russia, Turkey, German', or any of tho
effete despotisms of the old world The Tsar
dot s not put iu his spare time shaking hands
with the Nihilists; Emperor William is not
chasing round after the Socialists to grasp
their horny fists, nor is the Sultan shaking
hands with anybody to any great extent.
Hero In America is where the disease obtains,
aud it rages quite extensively.
President Harrison, when he was merely
practicing law, wore a 7 glove, but now ho
wears a number 0 on his right hand and a
number 8 on his left. This comes from the
coustaut hand-shaking ho has had to undergo
in his tours round tho country and his recep
tions at tho White House. The constant
squeezing of the muscles of tho hand Indurates
and enlarges the hand and pushes the fingers
out of shape.
Mr. Grovei Cleveland was c sufferer from
the same complaint. Whcu he went into of
fice he wore an S glove and a 32 hat; and
when in 1SSS he stepped down aud out he
wore a lSglove and an Si hat, a process of in
version readily explained.
BETTER THAN CURES.
Tremendous Saving of T,iro Knectol ly
In tho Inaugural address beforo the late
Congress of nygieno in London, Sir Joseph
Farer showed tho progress of prcventivo
medicine during the last decade. It Is only
recently that general recognition has been
given topreventlve medicine, but tho general
results have been a tremendous saving of life.
In comparing the health of the Victorian ago
with the Elizabethan ago ho attributed the
former to the practice of preventive mediciuo
and measures. The English of tho early
period had bud and insufficient food, filthy
dwellings, and ill-built towns, with the country
covered with marshes and stagnated waters.
The homes of the people were wooden or mud
houses, with scarcely any drainage or ventila
tion, and with floors of earth covered with
straw or rushes, which remained saturated
with fllth and emitted noxious mlsasmata.
The streets wero narrow and dirty, with
filthy gutters and open cesspools running
along parallel with them. Frightful epidemics,
such as black death, plague, swenting sickness,
fevers, smallpox, leprosy, and malaria, de
vastated the land occasionally. Preventive
sanitary measures and medicines have driven
the plague, leprosy, and black death from tho
land and kept many of the other diseases
under control. Ono can scarcely realize tho
improvements in eating, living, and surround
ings which preventive measures hove ac
complished until tho picture of tho past is
compared with that of today.
Tho Toothsome Mushroom.
New York "World.
Edmund Collins has been investigating
mushroom raising aud citing iu tho United
States, and first of all lays down this law for
distinguishing the edible from the poisonous:
The table mushroom, called ayaricus cam
pt'slris, Is usually white on tho outer surface,
and when newly born has gills or under
radlants of a beautiful salmon pink. After
a day or two's exposure these turn a mahogany
brown. But tho infallible test by which this
wholesome mushroom which has, by tho
way, a sweet, nutty fragrance may he dis
tinguished from tho dangerous ayaricus fasti
bills is this: In the good mushroom tho
under-radiants or gills aro not joined to tho
stem. Iu the bad mushroom this junction is
perfect. The United States consume at least
$f)OU,000 worth of mushrooms a year, but do
not ralso one tenth as many as they ought.
Hating for Strength.
Dr. L M. Holbrook in "Eating for
Strength" recommends wheat cooked like
rice and Berved with sugar and cream. Cook
tho whole grains slowly until tender enough
to mash between the fingers. During tho
boiling process add a JIttle salt to remove In
sipidity. The learned doctor says this slmplo,
cheap, nutritious, and easily digested dish re
quires the thirty-two Gladstonian bites for
each mouthful the danger being in eating It
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