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fully. She purchased a dozen
fruit jars and the simplest outfit
she could get; jotted down some
of the little "tricks1' .her old cook
had taught her and went to- work
Then she offered to can fruit
and vegetables for folks on
shares. The work was done out
of doors, and the children of the
family and neighborhood were
easily persuaded to help carry
fruit, get water, peel tomatoes,
Half the output belonged to
Miss Hilton and was sold to ho
tels and families in nearby towns.
The venture was a success, and
the girl whose Fate forsook her
in the midst of her college career
decided to shape her last year of
study to cover a special course in
canning and kindred subjects.
Now Miss Hiltgn is the pro
prietor of ten canning outfits. She
owns a storehouse and employs a
Alice Rollins Little owes her
fortune to the tea drinking habit.
In other words she has had the
brains and foresight to commer
cialize a growing fad. She hired
a charming room in her home
town, Kennebunport, into which
she put bright furniture, pretty
tea tables and a big fireplace.
Then she named it the "Peri
;winkle" and opened her doors to
Soon it was doing a big enough
business to prove that Miss Lit
tle's reasoning about cosy tea
rooms had been correct. The
next year this college girl with a
business hea"d decided it would be
feasible and remunerative to start,
a-chain of tea rooms. And now
you may drink tea in an Alice
Rollins tea room all the way from
Bermuda to Maine.
A WIFE'S MOOD.
By Idah McGlone Gibson.
Oh, to be alone!
To escape from the work and-
The talking every day
To escape from all that I have
And all that remains to do
To escape yes, even from youj
My only love, and be
Alone and free.
For the soft firelight
And the home of your heart, myj
They hurrbeing always here.
I want to stand upright
And cool my eyes in the air
And see how my back can bear
Burdens to try, to know,
To learn, to grow.
I am only you,
A part of you, your wife,
And I have no other life.
I cannot think, cannot do.
I cannot breather cannot see.
There is "us" but there is not
And worse, at your kiss I grow
To prevent juicy pies from hav
ing a softened undercrust, line the
plate with crust and brUsh with
the white of an Unbeaten egg.
Bake in the oven a few minutes,
then fill and proceed as usual