whistle of wonder and amazement.
"What has transpired?" he reflect
ed. "Mother and son and fiancee to
gether! The direction given to the
Chauffeur was the hotel. Shall I act
on my own initiative? YJes!"
Half an hour later he was closeted
with Geoffrey Burridge in his own
room. He had a story to tell, and he
told it well.
It made the stubborn-headed old
man wince to learn that to the lost
wife and her auxiliary, Storm, was
due the making of his son.
But, perverse as he was, his heart
recognized the true merits of the de
yotion of the wife he had misjudged.
"You you are a good man," he
said, humbly. "I admit my fault. As
io Mrs. Burridge "
, "Is she not worth reclaiming?"
fently intimated the subtutor.
Then both went to the hotel. Storm
Was first to present himself to the
fiappy trio in the room of Mrs. Bur
ridge. A fortunate youth, truly, Chester
Burridge adjudged himself in that
signal hour of youth's victory. He
saw the estranged reconciled, he
knew that none would dispute him
his bride now.
And Hayden Storm smiled, satis
fied supremely. Then, noble man that
he was, he went back to his lonely
toil, his life sweetened by the good
he had done.
TWO KINDS OF BATTER CAKES
By Caroline Coe
The California Way. One pint of
buttermilk, slightly warmed. Beat 3
eggs very light and add to the milk.
Add y teaspoonful of salt and 2
tablespoonsful of melted crisco. Dis
solve 1 teaspoonful of soda in 1 table
spoonful of tepid water and turn into
the liquid mixture. Sift 1 pint of
flour with 1 teaspoonful of baking
powder and beat all together.
Bake at once on slightly greased
griddle and do not put cakes on top
of one another when sending to the
Rice Pancakes. To 1 cup of cook
ed rice add 2 tablespoons of melted
crisco, 2 cupfuls of milk, a teaspoon
of salt, and 2 eggs that have been
beaten very light. Sift 1 cups of
flour with 2 teaspoonfuls of baking
powder and beat into the milk and
Beat all together for 3 minutes and
bake on a very hot griddle.
THIS PEEK-A-BOO BONNET HAS
PLENTY OF "PEEK"
Peek-a-boo! We can see right
through the newest of the spring
bonnets. The "Hlusion hat" they call
it, perhaps it's because there is noth
ing illusive about it, but what does a
milliner care for a name?
The "illusion hat" is a simple affair,
its "ingredients" being two yards of
black tulle and ten inches of millinery
HE SWEARS OFF
Realizing that the days of man are
few and full of trouble, and that the
clean, moral, sober life is best for all,
I hereby solemnly swear, before God
and man, that I will never again dur
ing the years of 1914 and 1915 take a
drink of intoxicating liquors. Mark
Standafer, Hazard, Ky. Hazard
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