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am.1Aflynl' C M PB'A"" •-GIL aggy ygy; gap tae0 lIB~Y CI il i awan R m l II •• SYNOPSIS. ry opens with a scream from i y March In the opn-a box of Mrs. a weahtlv wul.ow. It is oc when Mrs. MIissi.ner's necalace spattering the diamonds all over Io'. Curtis Criswokl and Br ixton ascety men In love with Mrs. MIs. rather up the ginms. Orl iwold eo what is supposed to be the cceele Maharanee arl ,rur.,hes It. A IIln rem it was not the genuine An later pronornes 0 ll the itones for the origin.l. One ( the r diamonds Is found In the room Holr omh, confidential cornpan f Mrs. Mihslr'ner. Flt is arres"ted. nding lirs. M aesoner's belief Snlnocence. Meant.me. in an up jaaddon, two I;ndr os. who are in " to recover the :daharanee, dis arrest. i)etecti,'es Brits takes I ease. He asks the co-operation of t a, Elinor's flanoe. in ruinning the real crimnal. I;rit learns that of Mrs. Missi ner's diamonds f isde in Parts on the order of Holcomb. While walking Brits Is bound and gagged by Hindoos. He ed in a deserted house, but It escape. He in convinc-e-I that are materially interested In 1 Pretending to be a reporter. ee-rviews the 8waal as to the rare of India = SPTER XIII.-(Contlnued.) t frowned slightly as he read -pgage, then with a heavy foun that fairly raced over the pa - .g addressing his far-away as by his cable word, he wrote: Parts. Was Maharanee oers, too?" tapped a bell and looked up an era patrolman opened the t this down to the Western t dilee," he said: "Take it your- t i wee that it goes at once." t when his thoughts were tan W the tightest of knots that at fsg brought to dim by the twin c of the heavy footed bluecoat then was stpposedly on his 1 the Western Union ofce with to Logan. him in," said Brits after a at the name: ahd, as blhi vsi e he swung his feet from advancing halfway to. the Js aetended his hand cordially. do you do, coctor?" be said I s m you cheerful." maile broke the flxity.of the I lsastenance for an instant, SAbek his head slightly. hbow there can be any Swme,' he s aid. "as long as r gir is a prisoner in the hles are we going to get her t lust how you feel about t, I pilJ Brits sympathetically. I !g'l have to leave that in my I the preson Miss Holcomb 1 where she is awhile Ion- I toely," persisted the phyid- a on~aet be necessary to leave I fsrever to establish her in- t Yoo know she is guiltless; I t; Mrs. Misloner knows it, 1 eot take much to bring I aqaLUtatn es to the same a -h1y must we wait?" let as talk," said Brits. "You t lve feced kng enough along t let's get down to business. I something about chemistry,. Do you know enough to tell me whether any prog- I 0i been made in recent years 1 gleufacture of paste jewels?" my I do! haven't been much toin that line until this out attempt to prove Miss Hol '- thief." ,l It's about time you did,' said .Uetaingly. "I don't see what a it to a girl to have an M. D Ur he can't be of any more t ln a case of this sort than I the Hardware Club, or Jenks .Iletail Grocers' Asncidation. I pit know how these false gems doe't you?" 9 pretty well." and Pitch "Il the formu a with which the mea of the jewel trade were for purposes of self-protec- I f m quite ree to tell you" t Brits, "thit the whole ques e MIas Holeomb's stay In the a lpeeds on cur sueses in find- I Who made thle Mahartnee dis SI know who turned out the hSee--had Logan over there weeks in Parls. you know." ye then sketched rapidly i ,the detailed Information sent M his ailstant across the wa I cannot get a line on the diamoni. I've been over ia this beck of woods-in gone over the whole country I b-tooth comb f'e had every city in Surope canvassedIj WU-total of all these inquiries 4ebody knows any Ive man make an Imitation of the I aterane plythlng like good to deceive Simple Simon. lust get that scientlific think tls of yors going, and help I out the Irob!em We know i a fake Maharanee diamond. gretnd to pieces under Oris bheal h Mrs MIsslorqr's opera *h picked up by a man fromt -this Samlr-whatever his the sort oi combination priest tar who says bea here to teb propaganda of the Buddhist ( g the elect of New York t SanudP .aw the diamond; te taw It: Griswold eaw it, p c-trse Mrs Missioner herself h. *, nwn hand Thhre ir no S Relief at Hand. Smillionailre says that wealth 't he know there are many people ,n the world alwaysa share thelr fellow-crratuires' Uniniportast Ta ken detitned me for at th,~ telephone just as I oat What 41i she want? SMda't say.-Jit doubt about its existence. In fact. here is a piece of it now," and be showed Fitch a flake of the false dia mond. "But you don't know, and I don't know what we have both got to know, and that is who made it, where !t was made, by whomr was it made, why was it made, and for whom was it made? The sooner we work out that end of the game, my dear young man, the better it will be for that lit tle girl up in Centre Street." The doctor's eyebrows began to contract. There was a peculiarity in the facial gesture. Something was going on in his scientifically inquiring mind. The brows drew together until their separate lines curved into the form of a minute interrogation point; little knobs of skin gnarled under the bristles; his eyes focused until they almost crossed. He clasped his hands behind his head and studied the cell ing. A rather long silence followed. Smoke spiraled from the detective's cigar and eddied upward. The de tective's keen glance was leveled at the doctor's intellectually sharpening face. It was in a reminiscent tone that Fitch at last spoke. "When it comes to guessing, I'm no good," he said. "I haven't been trained to guess. The little I know is the result of careful study and patient analysis; but there are a few things besides pharmacopoeia in my mind and memory, and one of them may help us a little." He shifted his posi tion until be turned a square front to the detective. "'Way back in my ambulance days." he said, "there was a case that your question reminds me of. It was one of the first I had after I went to Belle vue. It was a call to a queer little old shop in Fourth Avenue. You re memb4-r that row of rookeries filled up with second-hand furniture stores, art dens. old curio shops, and so on, on the west side of the avenue, some where in the Twenties?" A nod from Rritz was the only reply. "Well." con tinued the doctor, "this call was to one of those curiosity shops. It was kept by a queer little old chap who must have starved himself to death to carry out some object he had. He sold curios for a living, and played at alchemy for amusement-cracked, you know. At any rate, he wasn't all there. His neighbors looked on him as a harmless lunatic, and in spite of his solitary habits, he was pretty pop ular. It was owing to this popularity that he didn't die in the back part of hib own store with all the busy traf flee of a busy city just a few rods out side. A neighbor heard a noise like an explosion and, rnnnhig in, found him on his back all covered with some chemical that was turning his clothes' into porous plasters. The nelghbor turned in an ambulance call, and I was the ahswer. I found the old man half suffocated and wholly unconscious, and as 1 was pret'y nervous from In experience, it was aboft all I could do to bring him around. I wanted to take him back with me, but he would n't have It: said he was just as well off where he was; didn't like the hoe pital anyhow and wouldn't go, so I fixed him up where he was. After ward. in the exuberance of my youth ful seal, I called on him outside of working hours, and kind of looked after him. He pulled through all right, but he was a pretty badly charred old person for a long time after that. As soon as be was well enough to take care of himself. I left off going there, and that is the last I have seen of him." "What caused the explosion " asked Brits. "I believe he was experimenting with some chemical-couldn't get him to tell me anything about it; he got mad as a hornet every time I touched upon It. I learned, however, from neighbors that he was interested to precious stones, and into his later years the ideas became firmly fixed in hbls mind that if he only tried long enough. spent money enough, mortified the flesh suffclently, he would be able to make diamonds." "What sort of stuff did he succeed In making?" asked the detective. "You can search me." said Fitch "I never got a look at any of It HIs crankleta would never make any sort of admission to me about the stuff he was making. All I know is that man who told me about the experiments was quite positive that was the crack in the old chap's brain-that he could make'diamonds, and could make them just as well In a few hours as nature could in a thousand years." ."So the exploslon must have been-?" "Some fussing around with the in gredients he was going to convert into gleam and glitter. That's all I know about it. There you have It Now, what d, you make of It?" "Well." said Prlts as he put his heels to the floor with a click. "what i we'll make of It won't be made down here. I'm ,lid that memory of yours worked in the long run; but It might have saved nte an ,xtra hazardous 'joy ride' if It had worked sooner Come along!" and he moved toward the door "W'here are you going?" asked tne physicitan "To the B'eecker Street station." rvnlid tn,-T "'.id Iron there t, I Ended the Dry Spell. She bad a voice like a siren. and when she sang ''Mid playsure. sand palaces, tho' beam a rome. Be it averse oh wum bull there snow play sly comb," and so on to the condclu sion. there wasn't a dry eye In the room.-Unlted Presbyterian. The Right Plack "I know where the men on the mos quito fleet go to drInk " "Whbere" "At the moquIto bars. Fourth Avenue as fast as the local t can take us. Guess we won't wait for a a taxi" "Then you think," said Fitch eager- ii ly, "there may be a clew In what I've b told you?" t "What's the use of thinking," at most snapped Brl, "when we can I know? There's Just one Ray to know, ' and that's to go. Come. let's go" A As they walked briskly down the Headquarters building, Britz paused d at Manning's ofce, pushed a button and, when the door swung open, thrust his head in long enough to say: "See you later, Chief; going up d town for a little while." "Still fighting it out on that line, t eh?" was Manning's return. "Yes," said Brits calmly, "and it b may not take all winter either." The detective and the doctor were t so absorbed in the subject as they a raced down the subway sta!rs that they did not notice a dark-faced man E who, after a keen glance at their 1 faces, hastened east in Bleeckert Street and sprang into a waiting cab e at the next corner. - t CHAPTER XIV. b Old Friends. t Bruxton Sands was as genuinely as- r tonished as a man of deliberateness t could be when a clerk entered the a private room of his office suite in a t Bowling Green skyscraper and told a him a lady wished to see him. He was f about to instruct the clerk to ask for a the lady's card when, g'ancing over c the youth's head. he glimpsed a gol- t den gleam under a big hat with sweep t ing plumes through the doorway and t in an instant was crossing the threes- a hold with both hands extended. a "My dear Doris!" he said. "This is 3 really good of you. Things were get- r tlng a bit dull this morning." I Mrs. Missioner smiled in that per- I I Srits Prwe.d Slightly as He Read the Message. wading way that, long agd had pene I trited to the very care of the million- I aire's inner rdnsadioustses. That smile illuminated Bands' som what gloomy I sanctuary. He' welost Mrs. Ms- I stoner to a comfortable chair beside his broad desk. swept sMe the heap I of formidable papers wtb great gold seals and fluttering lega ribbons, and I leaned back In his chair ,quite content to wait a century for Is visitor to speak again, provided hen smile should t continue to beam upon h . . '4o. It is not about nvestments." said Mrs. Missioner, so ins the re- I strained inquiry in her adptrer's eyes. "I felt I had to talk t somebody I about Elinor; and Dorothy; you know. I is too amiably responsive to be of any use Bruxtomn what am I tp do about that girl?" . Ir'm sur I don't know." e said at length. "1 suppose somet sng ought to he done." i "I don't care what the detective 3 says!" exclaimed Mrs. Mis oner, "I am not going to let Elinor Ho'comb think any longer that her friend of ears believes her to be a thief. It is unbearable! The man told me t that I must not Interfere In the case t if I expected him to vindicate my sec- r retary; but I am not goitng, to be go v ern-ed by anyone to that extent. I I amr going to see Elinor to-day. I am t 9otig straight to that terrible place and assure her that even tough I permit her to be kept there, refuse t, ,teP,.dtt- *,a , moment a Ides Inference. Busybody-Is your patrom a tele phone girl? Washerwoman-Why do on ask that? Blusybody-Because I iot your line is generally busy. Her Choice. 1Polly-Mias Yeltowieat it g g to marry a struggling young man. olsly-It's no use for him to strug gle I don't suppose he can ggeI away trol her.-Judge. that she has broken any law of God or man!" "Are you sure this is wise. Doris?" inquired Sands gravely. As he stood I beside her, it was difficult to control the impulse to pour out before her the 4 adoration he felt at sight of her new lovelhness. She had never seemed t more beautiful than when she wasa moved by sympathy for the girl who at that moment, doubtless, was won derin:; if she had forsaken her. "W se or not." returned the widow, I "I shall do it. Something tells me she is in need of sympathy this very day. Why. Bruxton, how do we know ' what effect this dreadful incarcera tion might have upon her?, It may warp her entire nature; it may wreck her health. Please do not try to dis suade me. I have made up my mind to see her, and I shall go there at once." It was a short dash for the auto up Broadway, up Centre Street to the Tomt s, and it was with little difficulty that Sands obtained for Mrs. Mission er permission to see the prisoner. E:lnor came around the corner of the corridor with more animation in her step than it had shown in many a day. She had hardly been able to believe her eyes on reading Mrs. Mis sioner's name on the card thrust a through the grating of her cell. Long t ago she had made up her mind that i the chain of circumstances, or perhaps I an enemy, had sown in her kind friend's mind suspicion that she was guilty. As the days rolled on and she re ceived no word from Airs. Missioner, the conviction grew upon her. Even this very day she had given up the I hope of rehabilitating herself In the eyes of her employer. Not that it was an emp!oyer she mourned in loss of a Mrs. Missioner's confidence. The " rich widow was her friend; had been her family's friend, and had been the first to offer her a refuge in the tee ribe days followlng discovery of the fact that her kindly, gentle father, aft. er a lifetime of high endeavor, had left her without the provision she knew he always intended to make. "Dear Mrs. Missioner!" cried Elluor, hastening toward the widow as she read affection and complete belief in her countenance. "You have done many lovely things for me, but this is quite the dearest! It seems hard even to picture you in such a place, and the reality-" "You poor child!" excla:med Mrs. Missioner. hardly controlling her voice "What about yourself? I it is distressing to me to come here. It Is terrible for you to be here Bow can you stand It?" "One learns to stand many things," she answered, "when fate commands; yet If anyone had told me a few weeks ago that I could so much as retain my reason in a place like this! Now that you are here, it seems far easier. Oh, but it Is good of you to come!" The widow took the girl's hands In ,er own and patted them softly as she whispered words of encourage ment. She could not trust her voice to speak for the first few mo ments As she looked at Elinor's slen der grace and the deathless honesty In her soft, gray eyes, the horror of the girl's situation came home to her with redoubled force. It was by a mighty effort, and by that alone, that she prevented herself from sweeping the trlt into her arms and making a Easiest Way. "Horse sick?" asked the man in the buggy. "Yep." replied the man with a spring wagon. "Hard luck. ain't it?" "Oh. I deano. It's gettin' so medi cine is cheaper than hay." These Eapeneve fihghts. 'They tens me that ,,rior you *e gaged was a btrd 'We thought so alter me daspmayse us bI L' dash with her for the ft-edom be ai yond the great steel door. For an in- i stnnt that impulse almost got the up- a per hand of her common senase. Had B not Sands been there, she might have Is done something so foolish as to com- ti plicate her young friend's position ao still further in the eyes of all the g' city's newspapers and their readers. c As it was, she Increased the tender- n ness of her caresses, and sought to F soothe Elinor' agitation with little bi love words such as had long been common in their daily intercourse. But hi this tenderness only recalled to Ell. a nor all the affection, safety, and shel- ft ter she had left behind her in Mrs. ol Missioner's home, and at the thought she broke into uncontrollable sobs. qi The millionaire's discomfort was he augmented a thousandfold by t d scene between the women. He shi t ed nls weight from one foot to at t other, crumpled the rim of his deoi a hat until it bent like the brim of an t< Alpine, and at length, unable to view ft the girl's distres with anything like i equanimity, he walked to the other w end of the reception-room and stood looking through the giant latticework B at the tide of traffic in Centre Street. It was not until the widow had re ca stored Elinor's calmness, not until she 0 had assured the trembling prisoner of g her love, confidence, and full belief in 7 her Innocence a hundred times, not h until their emotion had affected even ti the matron long inured to human wooe. that the girl saw Sands. His sturdy h bulk, the square set of his shoulders, the uncompromising fidelity in his d sttrong face, gave her a new sense of pleasure. Surely her case could not d be desperate ~tth two such loyal friends to defend her! For the space n of a star-Sash, she forgot even Fitch, i1 although her lofer at that moment was hastening uptown with Brits In a quest of the missing thread that a should lead to er windication. Still ft with her arm arogud Mrs. Missioner's Is waist, she extended her hand to d Sands, and thanked him in a way 1 more effective than any mere girlish p prettiness for the proof of his faith In f her that he had given to coming with Mrs. Missioner to see her. "Not that it would take much per suasion to make you accompany Doris a anywhere," she said with a smile, and a she was not at all remorseful when d she noted the dark lush of pleasure a that spread over his features. "But a I cannot help takintag eomfort i the fact that you have comea to see ms, and that very evidently it had cost I you no struggle to do so. If all oa you could only know what these long weeks have beea to me youe would J understand how deeply the sight of old friends affeets me. Here I have 1 been In a world apart. The poor creatures who share this dreadful home with me only make my situal tion worse, for I can do nothlng for them. and yet the sight of their mis ery distresses me beyond words." t Elinor did not know how much she had been spared by the considerate b ness of the warden in assigning her to a tier of cells in which the more bru- t tal inmates of the Tombs never' were b confined. She had had only a glaneo of the nether depths Orave though " the charge against her was, the good ' old roan, whom as accdent of poll tics had placed In control of the pril P on, had recognised from the first that a she was of finer mould than anyome t who had been entrusted to his eo tody in his whole term of ofBce and a he had seen to it that her eyes and t ears were not assaultd by the sights O and scenes of the blacker depths. Years passed, and Elanor was a woman * of much graver maturity ere she knew how much of misery she had escaped. The visit of Mrs Missioner and s Sands did Elinor so much good that, when they went away, It was with a t lighter heart she returned to her cell, a-th renewed courage she steeled her sell to await the e*orts of the good u friends and the devoted lever she b knew were worklindg to clear her same of the frightful charge Dontely and Careon had lodged ainst her. Her onadence Ina Dr. Flteh wa anot misplaced, for in the short time when Mrs. Missioner t her limoaeinse was speeding back to he home In Milliob tres"' Row, and Sands, in a breuham, was seturning to his ole in the Rowling Green buildingl. itch and Brlts were standing on a Phmrth Ave noe corner a short distane north of Twenty-third Street. guaing with dis- t may at a twenty-tory skyecraper that stood on the site of the little old ouro shop to which duty had ,alled the yoaung ambualane s rge years b fore. "You ae eure this isthe place"r t asked the detective. "Absolutely," msaid the doetor.. "I went over themre to get some brandy for the old man when I was worklng him oaut of his stopor." "Well." smid the sleuth, "so far as that old cuariosity shop is concerned, we're up agalnst It; or, what is worse, we are not up against it We are con- u fronted by this steel sad stone men strosity, and I gues there's no use t wasting time waking Inquirles there; but there may be a few old-timers with memories along this Mblock. and we'l see what we can find out. You tke that side of the street, and I'll take this." Brits ad itch weat nto onoe hp Not impressed. "Dd. my comlng-out gown wil cost an even hundred." -1 once knew a girl who made ier own gown. at a cost of two dollars and thus won a hsabnd." "1 don't want s two-dollar husband." What She Was "Cook. did you stay lons In your last place?" 'l never stays nowbere l agl enoughb to be discharged. l's oee o tI e ae Iress erowers'--Jsnsa atter nather, patitly rsupeati per atest taquirte as to what bad h come pt the veteran warts dealer. Blank stares and .equall blak a swers were the result ntil Brits. t a a tin tobacco shop that wa s e eter o of all the old-timed places haddled t a seter for protection against the it crechment of progress, unearthed a t memory tncarnate tn a man, who a Fitch said. might have beeu the twia s brother of the amateur alchemtsl i "Yes," said the man. "1 remehbe him, and It's a funny thtng to me that w anybody who ever saw him could ever g forget him. He was the queerest little w old duck I ever ran across." IN Brits thought it anyone could be ai queerer than the ancient tobacconiat a he would have to step out of a page of Dickens. t The Incarnate memory recaltled that g the curio dealer had been taken saway a week or two before his shop was w torn down to clear the ground for the b foundation work of the peat sky scraper. No. he didn't go away. He t was taken away. M "Anything wrong with him?" askd wd Brits. P "Well, not exactly what rou might call wrong, so to speak," quavered the tl old tobacco merchant 1 wouldal1 N go so far as to say there was .aything you might exactly call wrong with in him. but neither would I undertake to 1 tell you that he was altogether what 3 you might call right." sad he touched h his forehead significantly. "Oh!" said Brits, "Ward's ao Ras dall's?" a "Huh," said the old tobacconist "1 11 don't know what you meas." "Why," said the detective, "what I l mean is did they take him to the As lam or to the Workhouse?" a "I reckon it wouldn't have beer any use to take him to the Werbouse," I aid the tobacco dealer, "bemuse, so P far as I know, he never done so werb t is all his life. and he was teOe d I dog to learn the habit by that time. b No, I gums they took him to the ether a place; but what do you wast to baei for? Are you missaing heirs?" n Brits and Fitch ladghed "No," he said, "my friend hbore at wants to brbsh up an old aequab eaee." When the two sad besW enough cigars to reall faintly the dreams of prosperity that had he spired the old maa's youth, they strolled to the Tweaty-thidt street corer, we they Jumped abo eresatewo ear that took theam to * Island ferry. A FATHER'S TIMELY WARIIN The Winsome Charms of the tRI Girl Exeed AI Pesmiblo HMerr t of Hredity,. a "Well, sir," said the old gsettom a "1 presume you have come to ask aM for my daughter's headL" "Yes. sir. that would be m id eal birthday presenlt" "And do you realsa the resmeapowfb tfle of married life; what rou wWl have to-" "Indeed. sir," Interrupted the youth "you need have no fears with rea to Janet's future. I have a goesd pe tioa n tmy fathers bank, and ma prospects are excellent--Ia tet, I am to be made a director of the l) tuatio In a very short tIe." Very good But -that was aot ea actly the' matter I lateaded to refer to. Have you-.have you ever looid over Janet's mother arefutlly?" The youn mae was peauld, and u i showed It t "How do you lie my wre?" a 1 bold Mrs. Peak a the htgbeat s spect." n "MO. t 'rs all right, then, Well, a though you may not believe me, whe Mrs Peek was tweaty-twO she we g aust as sweet and retty end shaem lag as Janet is now; was Past lite b.a a t fact' ." "Te, really?" "And it still wmat Jaset?" "IJfe would be a nightmare to a without her." "I suppose, the, I must yteld. Bat' he added, a the young ma ruMhed away. "my easselease is clear, sap way." Called the Me. "The emly way you can legitimately keep out ndestrable perses from hotel is to raise the price or to asse that youar house is full" sad a hotel elerk. "baut you aever know wha thbis may fall. "A couplneos case up to slaW whom I sized up at once as the id we were partecualarly sates net to takel a. 'i am very erry,' I aMid to the man. 'but the house Is absolutely Oiled sad the only thlag I could cdlref you would be a small suite.' "'What's that?' demanded the trw t eler, and I explalned that It consisted of a small parlor, bathroom and bath r "'What's the ptrice? he asked. " Twenty-five dollars a day,' I a piled, 'I guess that will be all rtiht, ad the stranger calmly. and he registered. He bed me " The Ignornce of Casey. Caser-Pwat kind at a bhorse Is a eob? I Mullgan--It's wa thot's bea maed tntolrly en asoa , e a8rea c The Right Side Unaet Jackson (showtng dity ho the farm)-With all your etty eddlk ~ tio. sonny, I'll warrant you doe' know which side you milk cow 1 trumY The Boy-Sure I do. It's the uner lsideI"-Puck Where They Gesip. "In our section It Is aosidred healthy to alad yaour owa buaes (e "ITst ade would't we at all peg t monagn theU -" hesthemsst' 1 LANT bLM si ass., blassi n s wI bloom; Shate and hate wil grow; You can sow today, tomorrow will Mtag The btlosoms that prove what sort et thing Is the seed. the seed you sow. HINTS FOR THE HOUSEWIFE. An Idea worth passing on to to have a large safety pin fastened to the outside of piece bags and whenever a new piece or pieces are added to it put a sample In the safety pin, so that a glance will tell what pleces are in the bag, much time will be saved in rummaging sad disarrang tag the pieces. It ti a good plan to have silks. woolens and cotton pieces by them selves. After washing and drying woolen blankets, beat with a arpet beater and they will renew the light and inty look that they had whe new. Moisten grease spots with cold wap ter as soon as possible, t keeps the grease from soaking Into the wood. Soda sprinkled on to gease spots with a little warm water before scrub. bini aids the removing procee Milk that is corched seed not be throwa away, but f set inate eold water i a clean dish, la a oa t while the scorched taste wli lisap pear. A good way to warm rolls Is to lay them In a clean cloth In a eolleade and place over steam on the teakettleo 8mall pieces of toilet soap it kept in a glass jar, can he made intoe noe elly by boiling with soft water. This Jelly Is a nice soap for washtlg the hair. Sour milk is a good mld s8lver cleaner. Place the silver la the ali and let stand for an hour, then waek in hot soapsuds. If one has a small Closet partttltad of tn the cellar with a wtndow tar vastilatios, vegetables and fruits o. all kinds may be kept tndeSltl*. It windows stick and are bard to ope. grease the cord with a little all aot per a little aroune the wlaSd framse. If a seal piece of stae I. b. In stoves and turnasees the set wI get fora In tthe pipes or ebhmeap It bleot stains get os wooles leth, rub whild fresh with a dry starch. er absorbs the blood wltet learig a tre we od m ae wt Its meass serew. Ssome uses Fo adus e aiSA tire t weould believe hit er e .s mlas a delliouss ktIl we* t, i -srve with celab abF ight soUa uust as uslMs, si the wM a leetead mo the atg. bee. Ma a ta atle t.r 1 mes'. sedr p a over thbI , abbt*ll. aw er ea take sl ee t htage fr sples afs and baatd t e case t be baked a e I o e setr ream pie Is ethat Is W4 to best. a1 * the sitaldtS s I r crm a madd s the best a ra ha taogf aoUghnuts. 1sfe ido ke MU* out a eoos ame beaMh( eedar ad sweet alt are sea. Sour Cream oarsnd 'wBet a heW plat of ser .eearn wi e ea eet r pratil smooth, tbeLt .asd lIght. bs two shaeadpo. i dl eeos alk we of vinesar, a tsaspeastal (t ea, a tablespotfl of ager cud a #Im , mustard and pepper, aE sdd is the erwam, beaitag all the s1hout ThIa dremsles mae te iiodided .e Sealt re dereet etl Aai sied Y man y s be added thla t desired. Oeas Juice, nuameg, *aeg er es ditfeet Savor Shed. 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