SYNOPSIS.
inre , spring-house girl at linpe mana
rti. tells the story. It opens with the
at of tiss Patty Jennings who Is rr"
to be engaged to mallrry a prin.e,
the death of the old doctor wiho owns
asntorlum. The estate Is left to a
grandson, D)icky ('art.-r. who
U- appear on a certain date arid run
Sanatorium sum.eisfuilly for two
or forfeit the Inheritance. A rase
mrapsp delays Inrk's arrival. Mr. Tho
le hovering about in hopes of se
the place f.r a summer hotel.
Sa college mart in hard luck. Is pre
upon by Van Alityne. Dick's broth
w. to impersonate the missing heir
take charge of the sanatorium until
arrives. D)lck. who has eloped
Patty's younger sister. Dorothy. ar
ad the couple go into hiding in
old shelter house. Fearing to face
hy's father, who is at the sanator
- I)ck arranges with Pierce to con
S* In the managernent of the property
Rummers. lea.5%g lady of Pierie's
theatrical company, arrives.
is sulng Dicky for hreach of promise.
~,n . under the incognito of Oskar
wild, arrives at the sanatorium.
character man with Pierre's show
a rraduate M. I). takes the place of
urn physician. Piere,. who is
Iuch Interested in Patty. shows a
dislike for inwaald. Dick becomes
over the indepe.ndent manner in
Pierle is running the sanatorium.
Summers dis,'ov' rs that the Dick
she is seeking is the owner of the
u. Dick. In attempting to steal
ave letters from Miss Summers.
. Into the wrong room and gets the
letters. Miss Summers' dog ties
as from over:ating. The patients
It has been poisoned by the doped
water. In a panlic they go to
and start a row. fie tells them
truth about themselves and they
eparations to leave. A snow
compels tihe patients to return.
lays ouit a course of rational and
living and all agree to give it a
They take to the new order of
enthnslastically and the effects are
seen. rick and his relatives
are not pleased. They hold a
t meeting in the shelter house and
SIummers walks In on them. Miss
rs' vindictiveness toward |ick
away at sight of his wife, I)or
CHAPTER XIII.--Continued.
1 41d my best to leave them alone
the way back. but Miss Patty stuck
to my heels. It was snowing,
the going was slow. For the first
miautes she only spoke once.
"'Jd so Miss Summers and Dicky
are old friends!"
"r appears so," Mr. Pierce said.
-"he's rather magnanimous, under
eircumstances," Miss Patty re
demurely.
Mder what circumstances?"
. hard her laugh a little, behind me.
•'lever mind," she said. "You
't tell me anything you don't
to. But what a stew you must
have been in!"
i bur was a minute's silence behind
lad then Mr. Pierce laughed too.
Stew!" he said. "For the last few
y've been either paralyzed with
or electrified into wild bursts
iuedacity. And I'm not naturally
sallyIt" she retorted. "What an
yeo are!"
1q laaughed together at that, and I
a little on them. At the cor
where the path skirted the deer
and turned toward the house I
thea altogether and I floundered
lome. But I had not gone twenty
- wh- I stopped suddenly. About
yirds ahead a lantern was com
toward me through the snow, nad
hear a man's voice, breathless
/unag.
a, It dt owna" it said. "The damned
must be filled with lead," It
like Thoburn.
9i the snow," another voice re
Mr. too Inwald'e. "I told you
. dn take two trips."
V" Thoburn retorted, breathing
elea. "Stay up all night to get
halhed stuff here, and then get
* dawn for a cold bath and a
*atle walk and an apple for
Ugh, my shoulder is dis
I turned and flew back to Miss Pat.
i Pekme. They had stopped in
uhelter of the fence corner and
tieroe was on his knees in front
her! I was so astounded that I for
Wlad Stoepped in the Shelter of
the Fence Corner.
- the moment what had brought r
Sa seeeond." he was saying. "It's
Sthe heel." t
um get up off your knees, you'll c
had a colid. I'll scrape it off b
mY knife. Why don't you wear a
r" a
ineuer have a cold!" she retorted.
Minnle, is that you?" te
" I panted. "Thoburn and b
te Ilawald comingC-basket-lan n
the shelter-house!" b
Scott!" Mr. Pierce said. t
-- girls crawl over the fence; is
b'e hidden there. I'll run back
Lu e them." "]
ilters1 was swinging again. Mr.
1mrn'b urumbliln came to us si
g the eU e. o0
-t''yut elb the emele" Mise Pat- ti
Bube .at Mr. Pr.e had mu
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I reached my basket through the
bars and climbed the fence in a hurry.
Miss Patty had got almost to the top
r"- and was standing there on one snow
i covered rail. staring across at me
a through the darkness.
ho "I can't, Minnie," she whispered
an hopelessly. "I never could climb a
Lae fence, and in this skirt-"
W- "Quick!" I said in a low tone. The
el. lantern was very close. "Put your leg
e- over."
tr She did, and sat there looking down
tli at me like a scared baby.
,r- "Now the other."
In "I-I can't!" she whispered. "If I
,r put them both over I'll fall."
n "Hurry!!"
e. With a little grunt she put the oth
es. or foot over, sat a minute with agony
in her face and her arms out, then she
m. slid off with a squeal and brought up
'o in a sitting position inside the fence
in corner. I dropped beside her.
" "What was that noise?" said Tho
In burn, almost upon us. "Something's
m. moving inside that fence corner."
"It's them deere." Mike's voice this
'atime. We could make out' the three
, figures. "Darned nuisance, them deers
a is. They'd have been shot long ago
if the springhouse girl hadn't object
to ed. She thinks she's the whole cheese
n around here."
w "Set it down again," Mr. von In
a wald panted. We heard the rattle of
bottles as they put down the basket.
r and the next instant Thoburn's fat
hs hand was resting on the rail of the
, fence over our heads. I could feel
ks Miss Patty trembling beside me.
But he didn't look over. He stood
there resting, breathing hard, and
swearing at the weather, while Mike
waited, in surly silence, and the von
0 Inwald cursed in German.
k After my heart had been beating in
I[ my ears for about three years the fat
It hand moved, and I heard the rattle of
glass again and Thoburn's groans as
y he bent over his half of the load.
"Come on." he said, and the others
grunted and started on.
ir When they had disappeared In the
B snow we gqt out of our cramped posi
tion and prLpared to scurry home. I
climbed the fence 'and looked after
s. them. "Humph!" I said, "I guess that
u basket isn't for the hungry poor. I'd
't give a good bit to know-" Then I
it turned and looked for Miss Patty. She
was fiat on the snow, crawling be
d tween the two lower rails of the fence.
"Have you no shame?" I demanded.
V She looked up at me with her head
b and half her long sealskin coat
s through the fence.
y "None," she said pitifully. "Minnie,
I'm stuck perfectly tight!"
"You ought to be left as you are," I
said, Jerking at her, "for people to
I come"-jerk-"tomorrow to look at"
' Jerk. She came through at that, and
r we lay together in the snow and like
to burst a rib laughing.
d "You'll never be a princess, Miss
Patty," I declared. "You're too lowly
t minded."
She sat up suddenly and straight.
ened her sealskin cap on her head.
"I wish," she said unpleasantly. "I
wish you wouldn't always drag in dis
agreeable things. Minnie!"
And she was sulky all the way to
the house. r
Miss Summers came to my room r
that night as I was putting my hot-wa- s
ter bottle to bed, in a baby-blue silk v
wrapper with a band of fur around a
the low neck-Miss Summers, of
course, not the hot-water bottle.
"Well!" she said, sitting down on
r the foot of the bed and staring at me. h
"Well, young woman, for a person who I
has never been farther away than Fin- .
leyville you do pretty well!" 11
"Do what?" I asked, with the covers t
up to my chin. h
"Do what, Miss Innocence!" she said f
mockingly. "You're the only red-haired t
woman I ever saw who didn't look as a
sophisticated as the ovil. I'll tell you I
one thing, though." She reached down a
into the pocket of her dressing-gown s
and brought up a cigarette and a
match. "You never had me fooled for p
a minute!" She looked at me over the
match.
I lay and stared back.
"And another thing," she said. "1 n
never had any real intention of marry- 1i
ing Dicky Carter and raising a baby u
sanatorium. I wouldn't have the face b
to ask Arabella to live here."
"I'm glad you feel that way, Miss re
Summers," I said. "I've gone through oi
a lot; I'm an old woman in the last n
two weeks. My hair's falling from Its j
Shaving to stand up on end half the r
time."
She leaned over and put her cigar
ette on the back of my celluloid mir- f
ror, and then suddenly she threw back tt
her head and laughed. p
"Minnie!" she said, between fits, tc
"Minnie! As long as I live I'll never p
forget that wretched boy's face! And to
the sand boxes! And the blankets ai
over the windows! And the tarpaulin si
over the ratters! And Mr. Van AI- tt
styne sitting on the lawnmower! I'd tI
rather have had my minute in that tt
doorway than fifty theusand dollars!"
"If you had had to carry out all i
those things-" I began, but she
checked me. di
"lsten!" she said. "Somebody with rs
brains has got to take yeou young peo
pie in hand You're not able to look Re
after yourselves. I'm fond of Alan st
Pierce, for one thing, and I don't care ln
to see a sanatorium that might have I
been the child of my solicitude kid- ro
naped and reared as a summer hotel h
by Papa Thoburn. A good fat man is
very, very good, Mlniae. but when he cl
ia bad he is horrid." go
"It's too late," I objected feebly. It
"He can't get it now." gli
sretching. "Well. Ill lay yes ten to th
one th* it we don't get busy he'll have a
the house empty in thirty-ix hurs, Yc
and a ilI of sale on it in as many J
d.rj" shet¶ t mswtuhle
he knew of Thoburn's scheme, and it
y. turned me cold.
w- Doctor Barnes came to me at the
3e news stand the next morning before
gymnasium.
d "Well." he said, "you look as busy
a as a dog with fleas. Have you heard
the glad tidings?"
"e "What?" I asked without much spir
'g it. "I've heard considerable tidings
lately, and not much of it has cheered
n me up any."
He leaned over and ran his lingers
up through his hair.
"'You know, Miss Minnie," he said.
"somebody ought kindly to kill our
friend Thoburn, or he'll come to a bad
end."
iy "Shall I do it, or will you?" I said.
filling up the chewing gum jar. (Mr.
Pierce had taken away the candy
case. )
Doctor Barnes glanced around to
see if there was anyone near, and
leaned farther over.
s "The cupboard isn't empty now!" he
e said. "Not for nothing did I spend
s part of the night in the Dicky-bird's
o nest! What do you think is in the
t cupboard?"
e "I know about it," I said shortly.
"Liquor-in a case labeled 'Books
. breakable.'"
f "Almost a goal. But not only liquors.
t my little friend. Champagne-cases of
t it-caviar, canned grouse with truf
e fles, lobster, cheese, fine cigars, every
I thing you could think of, erotic, ex
otic and narcotic. An orgy in cane
d and bottles, a bacchanalian revel; a
d cupboard full of indigestion, joy, for
e getfulness and katzenjammer. Oh. my
n suffering palate, to have to leave it all
without one sniff, one sip, one nibble!"
a He's wasting his money," I said.
t "They're all crazy about the simple
f life."
s He looked around and, seeing no one
in the lobby, reached over and took
s one of my hands.
"Strange," he said, looking at It.
e "No webs. and yet it's been an amphi
I- bious little creature most of ite life.
I My dear girl. our friend Thoburn is a
r
ti
"Last Call to the Dining Car, Minnie."
rascal, but he is also a student of
mankind and a philosopher. Gee," he
said, "think of a woman fighting her
way alone through the world with a bit
of a fist like that!"
I jerked my hand away.
"It's like this, my dear," he said. F
"Human nature's a curious thing. It's.
human nature, for instance, for me to
be crasy about you, when you're asof
hands-offish as a curly porosopher. Geine. Andhe
it is human nature, by the same tokeng her
to alonike to be bullied, especially about F
health, and to respect and admire the
fellow who does the bullying. That's I
why we were crazy about Roosevelt. a
and that's why Pierce is tracupling hisAnd
kingly is humanbes over them while they lie
on their faces and eat dirt-and n
stewed fruit." f
He reached for my hand again, but I p
put it behind me. a
"But alas.," he said, "there is another p
side to the human nature, and our
friend Thoburn has not kept a sum
mer hotel for nothing. It is notorious- n
ly weak, especially as to stomach. You n
may feed 'em prunes and wholewheat u
bread and apple sauce, and after a .1
while theypll forget the fat days, and
remember only the lean and hungry d
ones. But let some student of human it
nature at the proper moment Introduce ft
just one fat day, one feast, one
revel-" ml
"Talk English," I said sharply. b
"Don't break in on my flights of 8
fancy," he objected. "If you want
the truth, Thoburn is going to have a o0
party-a forbidden feast. He's going bh
to rouse again the sleeping dogs of ap. C
petite, and send them ravening back
to the Plaza. to Sherry's and Del's le
and the little Italian restaurants on a
Sixth avenue. He's going to take
them upon a high mountain and show "'
them the wines and delicatessen of t
the earth, and then ask them if they're
going to be bullied into eating boiled aa
beef and cabbage." Il
"Then I don't care how soon he
does it," I said despondently. "I'd te
rather die quickly than by inchee." ni
"Die!" he said. "Not a bit of it. of
Remember, our triend Pierce is also a
student of human nature. He's think. m
ing it out now in the cold plunge, and vt
I miss my gum if Thobura's sky. hl
rocket huasn't got a stick thatll come pr
back and hit him on the head." et
He had been playing with one of the M
chewing gum jars. and when he had bc
gone I shoved it back into its place.
It was by the merest chance that I
glanced at it, and I saw that he had
slipped a small white box inside. On
the lid was written "For a good girl," gu
and inaside lay the red pds from Mrs. al
Yost's window down in PLleyville. ci
Juat under them was an envelope I sp
oemd mareueI s to gee ILS pa
t ")"Dearest Minnie," the note inside
said, "I had them matched to my
thatch, and I think they'll match
ie yours. And since, in the words of the
re great Herbert Spencer. things that
I match the same thing match each oth
y er-! What do you say?-Barnes."
d "P. S.-I love you. I feel like a
damn fool saying it, but heaven knows
It's true."
Ps P. P. S.-Still love you. It's easier
d the second time."
"N. B.-I love you-got the habit
, now and can't stop writing it.-B."
Well. I had to keep calm and attend
d. to business, but I was seething inside
ir like a Seidlltz powder. Every few
d minutes I'd reread the letter under the
edge of the stand, and the more I read
It the more excited I got. When a
r woman's gone past thirty before she
y gets her first love letter, she isn't
sure whether to thank providence or
o the man, but she's pretty sure to make
da fool of herself.
Thoburn came to the news stand on
his way out with the Ice-cutting gang
e to the pond.
"Last call to the dining car, Minnie,"
s he said. "'Will you-won't you-will
e you-won't you-will you Join the
dance?'"
"I haven't any reason for changing
my plans," I retorted. "I promised the
old doctor to stick by the place, and
SI'm sticking."
"As the man daid when he sat down
on the fly paper. You're going by your
heart, Minnie, and not by your head,
and in this toss, heads win."
But with my new puffs on the back of
my head, and my letter in my pocket,
I wasn't easy to discourage. Thoburn
shouldeed his pick and, headed by
Doctor Barnes, the ice-cutters started
out in single file. As they passed Doc
tor Barnes glanced at me, and my
a heart almost stopped.
"Do they-Is it a match ?" he asked.
a with his eyes on mine.
I couldn't speak, but I nodded "yes,"
and all that afternoon I could see the
wonderful smile that lit up his face
as he went out.
Miss Cobb stopped at the news stand
on her way to the gymnasium. She
was a homely woman at any time, and
in her bloomers she looked like a
soup-bone. She padded over to the
counter in her gym shoes, and for
once she'd forgotten her legs.
"May I speak to you, Minnie?" she
asked.
"You mostly do." I said. "There
isn't a new rule about speaking, is
there?"
"This is important, Minnie," she
said, rolling her eyes around as she
always did when she was excited. "I'm
in such a state of ex-I see you bought
the puffs! Perhaps you wilt lend them
to me if we arrange for a country
dance."
"I'm not lending them," I said firm
ly. It would have been like lending
an engagement ring, to my mind.
Miss Cobb was not offended. She went
at once to what had brought her, and
bent over the counter.
"Minnie, you love Miss Jenaings
almost like a daughter, don't you?"
"Like a sister, Miss Cobb," I said.
"I'm not feeble yet."
"Well, you wouldn't want to see her
deceived."
"I wouldn't have it," I answered. C
"Then what do you call this?" She
put a small package on the counter, C
and stared at me over it. "There's
treachery here, black treachery." She
pointed one long thin forefinger at the b
bundle.
"What is it? A bomb?" I asked. e
stepping back. More than once it had
occurred to me that having royalty b
around sometimes meant dynamite. 1
Miss Cobb showed her teeth. a
"Yes, a bomb." she said. "Minnie, c
last night, when the Summers woman *
was out, goodness knows where,
Blanche Moody and I went through
her room. We did not find my precious y
missives from Mr. Jones, but we did h
find these, Minnie, tied around with a
pink stocking. Minnie, I have felt it
all along. Mr. Oskar von Inwald is the
prince himself."
"No!"
"Yes. And more than that, he is
making desperate love to Miss Sum
mers. Three of those letters were
written in one day! Why, even Mr.
Jones-"
"The wretch!" I cried. I was sud
denly savage. Miss Cobb was reach
ing out for the bundle. I snatched it
from her. L
"Give me those letters instantly,"
she cried shrilly. But I marched from
behind the counter and over to the
fireplace.
"Never," I said, and put the package
on the log. When they were safely L
blazing. I turned and looked at Miss L
Cobb. T
"I'd put my hand right beside those g
letters to save Miss Patty a heart- o
ache," I said, "and you know it." di
"You're a fool." She was raging. t
"You'll let her marry him and have w
the heartaches afterward." ri
"She won't marry him," I snapped, .
and walked away with my chin up,
leaving her staring.t
But I wasn't so sure as I pretended m
to be. Mr. von Inwald and Mr. Jen- e
nings had been closeted together most -
of the morning, and Mr. von Inwald o0
was whistling as he started out for the
military walk. It seemed as if the bi
very thing that had given Mr. Pierce sc
his chance to make good had im- E
proved Mr. Jennings' disposition 11
enough to remove the last barrier to pa
Miss Jennings' wedding with some- 6f
body else. th
CHAPTER XIV. h
Even If we hadn't known, we'd have of
guessed there was something in the m
air. There was an air of subdued ex- th
citement during the rest hour in the e
springhouse, and a good bit of wht- Its
peilag and laughlaa, a groups wble& a
would break up with faces as long as
the moral law the moment they saw
my eye on them.
They were planning a mutiny, as
you may say, and I guess no sailors
on a pirate ship were more afraid of
the captain's fist than they were of
Mr. Pierce's disapproval. He'd been
smart enough to see that most of them,
having bullied other people all their
lives, liked the novelty of being bullied
themselves. And now they were get
ting a new thrill by having a revolt.
They were terribly worked up.
Miss Patty stayed after the others
had gone, sitting in front of the empty
fireplace in the same chair Mr. Pierce
usually took, and keeping her back to
me. When I'd finished folding the
steamer rugs and putting them away. I
went around and stood in front of her.
"Your eyes are red." I remarked.
"I've got a cold." She was very
haughty.
"Your nose isn't red." I insisted.
"And. anyhow, you .say you never
have a cold."
"I wish you would let me alone, Min
nie." She turned her back to me. "I
dare say I may have a cold if I wish."
"Do you know what they are saying
here?" I demanded. "Do you know
that Miss Cobb has found out in some
way or other who Mr. von Inwald is?
And that the four o'clock gossip edi
tion says your father has given his
consent and that you can go and buy a
diadem or whatever you are going to
wear, right off?"
"Well," she said, in a choked voice.
with her back to me, "what of it?
Didn't you and Mr. Pierce both do
your best to bring it about?"
"Our what?" 1 couldn't believe my
ears.
"You made father well. He's so
p-pleasant he'll do anything-except
leave this awful place!"
"Well, of all the ungrateful peo
ple-" I began, and then Mr. Pierce
came in. He had a curious way of
stopping when he saw her, as if she
just took the wind out of his sails, so
to speak, and then of whipping off his
hat, if anything with sails can wear a
hat, and going up to her with his heart
in his eyes. He always went straight
to her and stopped suddenly about two
feet away, trying to think of some
thing ordinary to say. Because the
extraordinary thing he wanted to say
was always on the end of his tongue.
But this day he didn't light up when
he saw her. He went through all the
other motions, but his mouth was set
in a straight line, and when he came
close to her and looked down his eyes
were hard. It's been my experience of
men that the younger they are the
harder they take things and the more
uncompromising they are.
"I was looking for you." he said to
her. "The bishop has just told me.
There are no obstacles now."
"None," she said, looking up at him
with wretchedness in her eyes, if he
had only seen. "I am very happy."
"She was just saying," I said bitter
ly, "how grateful she was to both of
us."
"I don't understand."
"It is not hard to understand," she
said, smiling. I wanted to slap her.
"Father was unreasonable because he
was ill. You have made him well. I
can never thank you enough."
But she rather overdid the joy part
of it, and he leaned over and looked in
her face.
"I think I'm stupid," he said. "I
know I'm unhappy. But isn't that what
I was to do-to make them well if I
could?"
"How could anybody know-" she
began angrily, and then stopped. "You
have done even more," she said
sweetly. "You've turned them into
cherubims and seraphims. Butter
would't melt in their mouths."
He smiled..
"My amiability must be the reason
you dislike me!" he suggested. They
had both forgotten me.
0 **g 0Er~~YPrL~r
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"GLORIOUS" RIOTS IN DUBLIN
London Newspaper Thus Describes
Popular Ebullitions in Ireland's
Ancient Capital.
One of the jolliest Dublin riots of re
cent years celebrated the relief of
Ladysmith. Dublin was pro-Boer, but
Trinity college was on the side of the
government. From their stronghold
on College Green the Trinity "boys"
descended in their fury upon the town.
It was a glorious half hour. Dublin
was spoiling for a fight. But the ar
rival upon the scene of the royal Irish
constabulary brought about a change
in the disposition of forces. The con
tending armies Joined in a vigorous
and effective onslaught against the
common enemy. For every Irishman
-whether he labels himself Unionist
or Nationalist-is at heart a rebel
There was a Dublin riot which
broke out on the mere rumor of a
scheme for the union of Ireland with
England. The mob on December 2,
1759. descended upon the houses of
parliament and testified to their scorn
of politicians by seating upon the
throne a decrepit old woman, in whose
mouth they placed a pipe and invited
her to smoke. In the house of com
mons they proposed to make a bonfre
of the journals, but were diverted by a
more enticing proposal to hang Rigby,
the newly appointed master of the
rolls. Off the grim revolutlomar·s sal
lied, the necessary gallows reedy, o
ses their lawyr. ir 1r, hw,mver.
"Do I dislike you?" she asked, ras
ing her eyebrows. "I never really
thought about it, but I'm sure I don't"
She didn't look at him, she looked at
me. She knew I knew she lied.
His smile faded.
"Well," he said, "speaking of dislik
ing amiability, you don't hate your
self. I'm sure."
"You are wrong." she retorted. "I
loathe myself." And she walked to
"Why do it at all?" he asked in a
low tone. "You don't love him-and
can't. And if it isn't love-" He re
membered me suddenly and stopped.
"Please sego on." she said sweetly
from the window. "Do not mind Min
nie. She is my conscience anyhow.
-
"I Stood in Front of Her."
She is always scolding me; you might
both scold in chorus."
"I wouldn't presume to scold."
"Then give me a little advice and
look superior and righteous. I'm ac
customed to that also."
"As long as you are in this mood, I
can't give you anything but a very
good day," he said angrily, and went
toward the door. But when he had al
most reached it he turned.
"I will say this," he said, "you hav9
known for three days that Mr. Theo
butn was going to have a supper to
night, and you didn't let us know. You
must have known his purpose."
I guess I was as surprised as she
was. I'd never suspected she knew.
She looked at him over her shoul
der.
"Why shouldn't he have a sup
per?" she demanded angrily. "I'm
starving-we're all starving for decent
food. I'm kept here against my will.
Why shouldn't I have one respect
able meal? You with your wretched
stewed fruits and whole-wheat breads!
Ugh!"
"I'm sorry. Thoburn's idea. of course,
is to make the guests discontented, so
they will leave."
"Oh!" she said. She hadn't thought
of that, and she flushed. "At least,"
she said. "you must give me credit for
not trying to spell Dick' and Dolly's
chance here."
"We are going to allow the party to
go on." he said. stiff and uncompromis
ing. It would have been better if he'd
accepted her bit of apology.
"How kind of you! I dare say he
would have it, anyhow." She was sar
castic again.
"Probably. And you-will go?"
"Certainly."
"Even when the result-"
"Oh, don't preach!" she said, put
ting her hands to her ears. "If you
and Minnie want to preach, why don't
you preach at each other? Minnie
talks 'love. love, love.' And you preach
health and morality. You drive me
crasy between you."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
had scented :nischief, and had "pru
dently gone into the country."-Lon
don Chronicle.
Where Apostles Fished.
The abundance of fish in the Sea
of Galilee continues to this day to be
the wonder of travelers. For the
most part the fishing done by the
Syrians involves the use of nets,
probably identical in construction
with those of the Apostles, and the
best evidence that the fishing through
out all these centuries has been ac
compUshed by these nets is to be
found in the ease with which the
greater part of the fish may be de
ceived with the aid of any bait, nat
ural or artificial. The pellucid water
of this lake, with its everchanging
refections. is in striking contrast with
the muddy depths of the River Jore
dsn. The silt in that stream, how
ever, does not, seem to inconvenience
the fish, which are extraordinarily
plentiful, even in the lower reaches
befbre it falls into that deathly lake
which the Arabs call the Sea of Lot.
Mark Twain In Sarcastec Mood.
"Even the cleverest and most pes
fet circumstantial evidence is like
ly to be at fault, after all, and there
fore ought to be received with great
caution," said the late Mark Twain.
"Take the case of any pencil shar
pened by any woman. If you have wit
--ss, you will And she did it with a
-its; but if you simply take the as
t of the pencil, you will fi abe
- It with r r eth,
BEST WAY TO CLEAN FL
Petroleum Alone cr Mixed With p
fine Oil Will Keep Them is
Perfect Condition.
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of petroleuin, . " iti \\ ll keep th
floors in ai ! ('fin" c 'lti hit. - sure i
get all the super!iuvus oil off o it
a- will take up duet and [take the loeot
y dingy.
l'ainted, varnished and oiled fl0gd
it can be wiped with a cloth wrung at
of water, but it reuoives the lusIte
Waxed floors bhould Ie wiped with a
t- soft cloth or dust mwp, and itf aI
r- real soiled places reimain, a rag dipp.4
in turpentine H ill efface them,
I which it will bhe necessary to rub o
o the spot with a cloth Imioistened wits
o the wax.
aTO SET OFF DINING TABLE
Most Effective Centerpiece May M
Achieved by Planting the Seeds
From a Grapefruit
An effective centerpiece for the Ji.
ing table and secured without a 5W
of cost. is male from planting the
seeds of the grapefruit. The ho
must be ripe to obtain the best r,
suilts. As they germinate very slowl,
It is well to soak the seeds over nb
or slit the outer covering with a knie
and plant about a half inch deep
quite thickly. If all of them do ag
come up, some more may be shovey
into the bare spots Keep the oi
well watered, but be sure there i
plenty of drainage, and the prospse
iye fernery must be kept in a ware
place. Several weeks or maybe montLh
will sometimes elapse before the
plants are more than an inch high, but
when they get past their infancy tke
showing will be beautiful and wil
make a centerpiece that will steed
even a small amount of neglect, eat
still be a fresh piece of house gresa
ery for the entire season.
Family White Loaf.
'One tablespoonful of lard, one tab
spoonful of butter, two teaspoons d
salt, one and three-quarter cups of bolb
ing water, one-quarter cup of coa.
densed milk. one yeast cake, onequa.
ter cup of lukewarm water, six cps
I sifted flour.
Put lard, butter and salt in bred
mixer without a .lip, pour on boiling
water and condensed milk and whim
lukewarm add yeast cake, broken i
pieces and dissolved in lukewrm
water, and five cups of flour, stir ela
thoroughly mixed, add remaining sdor,
toss on a slightly floured board, hel
until mixture is smooth. Return ts
bowl and cover with clean cloth aMl
board or tin cover; let rise to a tem.
perature of 65 degrees F. until Ai
ture has doubled its bulk; the tie
required is about three hours. (It
down, toss on a slightly floured hosed,
shape into two double loaves and pIl
in buttered pansa Cover again, le
rise and bake in a hot oven 55 dEa
utes.
Wedding Pudding.
One cup clear salt pork choppel
fine, one cup chopped raislns, twe
cups sugar, three and a half cue
flour, two cups milk, one teaspose
soda., one teaspoon each of clove asa
cinnamon. Beat together pork. sugar,
raisins and spice, add milk, in .wbhl
dissolve the soda. then add fleer.
Steam four hours.
Wine Sauce-Beat to a cream ber
cap butter and slowly beat in cp
sugar, one teaspoon cornstarch, me
wineglass white wine, white of me
egg. When this is a perfect froth, blt
in one-third cup boiling water. Cas
two minutes, stirring all the tlmha
Timbale of Halibut.
Cut a half pound of uncooked hball.
but into fine pieces, pound It in a
mortar and Ipass It through a siel
Mix a cupful of white bread cruuht
with the same amount of milk lad
stir until it becomes a smooth pu
remove It from the fire, add the Ih
and season with a half teaspoonful od
salt and a dash of paprika. Ths
beat In lightly the whites of five egs
whipped to a froth, pack the mlitSt
Into timbale mnda and place them i
a pan of hot water to cook in a Imo&
crate oven for 20) minutes. Sere
with a white sauce or one made d
tomato.
Meat Pie.
pill a baking pudding dish aiclE
full with chopped cold meat. or W
the meat into small plieces. See
this meat highly, as the batter Sb
sorbs the seasoning. Make a thie
ened gravy with stock and pour oer
the meat, having an abundance i
gravy. Pour over the meat a battW
made as follows: One egg, si ti
spoonfuls of melted butter and tW
thirds of a cupful of milk, and a
scant cupful of flour, and two s53
teaspoonfuls of baking powder. ess
the meat with salt and pepper, swl
marjoram, thyme and cayenne.
Fried Kidney.
Clean kidney and cut up. Put ts1
spoon of fat In frying pan, add onuS
to taste cut up, fry In fat until onD
is brown, then put kidneys in, a
salt, pepper, garlic and celery to tas
Cook slowly. When the onion I
brown in the fat add two teaspooes
four and brown in fat before addl
kidney, then add meat stock or wa5l
and cook for 14 hours. Cook Ia a
large frying pan with cover on 330
kidneys are well cooked. Just belIn
serving add vinegar to taste if YIs
choose.
Chicken Custards.
Save a pint of rich stock tin Wbi
chicken has been boiled, add a d
of cayenne pepper, one-half teasp
salt, one tablespoon onion Juice 5i1
three well beaten eggs. Pour litae
pudding dish or buttered cups
bake in the oven In a pan of hot I
ter in the usual way. These are Ip
_ectly delicious and can be serI
Usr luneh Instead of meat, or
"a the dinner basket.