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THE 8EMI.WFEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE. NEBRA8KA.
M The Hollow . of Her 1 - - - - WfftSW'' -S JL XCAi ixdL iL ' CHAPTER XIX. The Hollow of Her Hand. When Booth called In the afternoon at Sura's npartment, ho was met by tlio iiowh tlmt Hho was qulto 111 rtnd could seo no ono not ovon him. Tho doctor had been summoned during the night and had returned In tho morn ing, to find that she had a vory high temperature. Tho butler could not enlighten Booth further than this, except to ndd that a nurso was com ing in to take charge of Mrs. Wran dall, more for tho purpoao of watching her BymptomB than for anything else, he believed. At least, so tho doctor had nald. Two days passed before the dis tressed young man could got any defi nite nows concerning her condition. Ho unconsciously began to think ot it ns n malady, not a moro illnos, due of course to a remark Carroll had dropped when Sara had told him tho wholo truth of tho tragedy and of her own vlndlctivo plans. It was Carroll himself who gave a deflnlto re port of Sara. He met tho lawyer com ing away from tho apartment whon ho called to inquire. "Hho Isn't out of her head, or any thing llko that," said Carroll uneasily, "but Hho'u in a bad way, Booth. I'll tell you what I think ia troubling her more than anything elso. Down in her heart Bho realizes that Ilotty Castle ton liar, got to he brought faco to face wllli tho Wrandalls." "The douce you say!" "Today I snw her for tho first time Almost immediately sho asked mo if I thought tho Wrandalls would treat Hetty fairly If thoy ovor found out tho truth about her. I said I thought thoy would. I didn't havo tho heart to toll hor that their grievance un doubtedly would bo shifted from Hetty to her, and that thoy wouldn't bo like ly to forglvo her for tho stand she'd taken. Sho doesn't seem to caro, how ever, what tho Wrandalls think of hor. By tho way, havo you any lnfluenco over Hotty Castloton?" "I wish I woro suro that I had," said Booth. "Do you think sho would como if you sent her a cablogram?" "I am going over " "Sho will havo your letter In a couplo of days, according to Sara, who eoemB to have a very faithful corre spondent In tho person of that maid. I shudder to think of tho cable tolls In tho past few months! I sometimes wonder if tho maid suspects anything moro than n loving interest In Miss Custloton. What 4 was about to sug Kust Id this: Couldn't you cable hor on Friday saying that Sara is very 111? TIiIh is Tuesday." 'I will cablo, of courso, but Sara miiHt not know that I'vo dono It." "Can you como to my ofllco tomor row afternoon?" "Yoa. Tomorrow night I shall go over to Philadelphia, to bo gono till Friday. I hopo it will not bo necessary for mo to stay longer. Yotr nover can tell about theso operations." "1 trust everything will go well, Brandon." Sovoral things of noto transpired before noon on Friday. Tho Wrandalls nrrlved from Eu ropo, without tho recalcitrant colonel. Mr. Rodmond Wrandall, who met them Ht the dock, heaved a sigh of relief. 'nlo will be ovor on tho LuBltanla. next nailing," said LobIIo, who for uomn reason best known to himself woro a troubled look. Mr Wrandall'a faco fell. "I hopo not," ho Haid, much to tho Indignation Ho Met tho Lawyer Coming Away From the Apartment. of IiIh wlfo and tho socrot uncaslncau of IiIh aon. "These predatory conncc Mono of tho British nobility" "Predatory!" gasped MrH, Wrandall. " aro a blood-suoking lot," went on tho old gentleman firmly, "If he comes to New York, Losllo, I'll stake ny hoad lio won't bo long In borrowing n fow thousand dollars from each of ub. And he'll not seok to humUlato us by ntlemptlng to pay It back. Oh, 1 know them." Losllo swallowed rather hard. "Wlmt's tho nows horo, dad?" ho asked haBtlly. "Anybody doad?" "Sura Is quite ill, I hoar. Slow fever of some sort, Carroll tells me." m$jii lllftllll W ' ' KT 'A UCUI '- coPYsvGfr.wz or "Is oho going to marry Brandy Booth?" asked his son. Mr. Wrandall's faco BtifTenod. "I foar I was a llttlo hasty in my conclu sions. Brandon came to tho ofllce a fow days ago and Informed mo in rather plain words that thoro is abso lutely nothing In the report." "Tho dcuco you say! 'Gad, I wrote her a rather lntlmnto letter" Leslie got no farther than this. Ho was somewhat stunned und bewildered by hie prlvato reflections. Mr. Wrandall was lost in study for somo mlnutcB, paying no attention to tho remarks of tho other occupants of tho motor that whirled them ncrosB town. "By the way, my dear," he said to bin wife, a trifle Irrelevantly, "don't you think It would be right for you and Vivian to drop in this afternoon and soo Sara? Just to let hor know that sho lBn't without" "It's out of tho question, Redmond," said his wife, a shocked exprcsiilon in her faco as much as to say that he must bo qulto out of his hoad to sug gest Buch a thing. '"Wo shall bo dread fully busy for sovoral days, unpacking and well, doing all sorts of necessary things." "Sho Is pretty sick, I hear," mumbled he. "Husn't sho got a nurse?" demanded his wife. "1 merely offered tho suggestion In order " "Well, we'll seo her next week. Any othor news?" "Mre. Booth, Brandon's mother, was operated on for something or other day boforo yesterday." "Oh, dear! Tho poor thing! Where?" "Philadelphia, of course." "I wondor if lot mo soo, Leslio, lBn't thoro a good train to Philadel phia at four o'clock? I could go " "Heally, my dear," said her hus band sharply. "You forgot how busy wo are, moth er," Bald Vivian, without a smile. "Nonsenso!" eald Mrs. Wrandall, In considerable confusion. "Was It a seri ous operation, Redmond?" "Thoy cut n bono out of her nose, that'B nil. Brandon says hor heart Is weak. Thoy wero afraid of tho ether. She's all right, Carroll says." "Goodnessl" cried Mrs. Wrandall. Ono might havo suspected a noto of disappointment In hor voice. "I shall go up to seo Sara this after noon," said Vivian calmly. "What's tho number of her new apartmont?" "You havo boon up to see her, of courso," Bald Mrs. Wrandall acidly. Ho fldgotted. "I didn't hoar of her lllnesB until yesterday." "I'll go up with you, Vlv," said Lea He. "No, you won't," said his sister flat ly. "I'm going to apologlzo to hor for something 1 eald to Brandon Booth. You needn't tag along, Los." At half-past flvo In tho afternoon, the Wrandall llmouslno stopped In front of tho tall apartmont building near tho park, a footman Jorkod open tho door, and Miss Wrandall stopped .out. At tho same moment a telegraph messenger boy paused on tho sldowalk to computo tho artistic but puzzling numerals on tho Imposing grilled doors of tho building. Miss Wrandall had herself an nounced by tho obsequious doorman, and stood by In patlonco to wnlt for tho absurd rulo of tho houso to bo carried out: "No ono could got In without bolng announced from below," said tho doorman, "I c'n got In all right, nil right," aald tho mcBBcngor boy, "I got a tcllygram for do loldy." "Go to tho roar!" exclaimed the doorman, with somo onergy. 0 While Miss Wrandnll waltod In Sara's rccoptlon hall on tho tenth floor, tho mosBonger, having traversed n moro devious route, arrived with his message. Watson took tho envolopo nnd told him to wait. Flvo minutes pansed. MIbs Wrandall grow very uncomfort able uuder tho porslstont though com pllmontnry gazo of tho streot urchin. Ho stared nt her, wido-oyed and ad miring, his tribute to tho glorious. She stared back occasionally, nurrow-oyed and ropiovlng, hor trlbuto to tho gro tesque "Will you plcaso stop Into tho drawing-room, Miss Wrandall," snld Wat boii. returning. Ho led hor across tho small foyer and tlwow opon a door. She passed Into tho room boyond. Then he turned to tho hoy who stood boaldo tho hall Boat, making change for a quarter as ho approached. "Hero," ho Bald, handing him tho ro colpt book nnd a dime, "that's for you." Ho dropped the quartor Into his own pockot, whoro It mlnglod with coins that wore strangers to It up to that instant, and Imperiously closed the door behind tho boy who fallod to any "thank you." Every man to x trado! There was a woman In tho drawing room when Vivian entered, Btandlug well ovor against tho windows with her back to tho light. Tho visitor stopped short In uurprlso. Shu had oxpected to find her sister-in-law In .bed, attended by n politely superior person In pure white. "Why, Sara," sho began, "l tun so glad to soo you tiro up and" Tho other woman camo forward. "ll.W '. nt.. ttr Biro Minn U'rnnnll ' .Uk UUI V IJU.U, .IO HIUUU1U1, e Barr GtoRoT&Artn mcinyjro : coirM(;7; ?2 sYPODDyrtsiDcoMmiy sho said, In a woll-romcmbcred voice. "How do you do?" Vivian found herself looking Into the faco of ilotty Castloton. Instantly she extended hor hand. "TIiIb Is a surprise !" sho exclaimed. "Whon did you roturn? Leslie told mo your plans were qulto settled whon ho aw you In Lucorno, Oh, I see! Of courso! How stupid of mo. Sara Bent for you." "Sho has been quite 111," said Hot ty, noncommlttnlly. "Wo got In yester day. I thought my placo was here, naturally." "Naturally," repeated Vivian, In a dotached sort of way. "How Is she today7 May I soo her?" "Sho Is very much bettor. In fact, she Is Bitting up In her room." A warm flush Buffused her face, a shy smllo ap peared In her eyes. "Sho Is receiving $83 Vivian Found Herself Looking Into the Face of Hetty Castleton. two gentlemen visitors, to bo porfectly honest, Miss Wrandall, her lawyer, Mr. Carroll, and Mr. Booth." They wero seated side by sldo on tho uncomfortable) Louis Seizo divan In tho middle of tho room. "Perhaps sho won't caro to seo me. after an audlenco so fatiguing," eald Miss Wrandall sweetly. "And so ex nBporatlng," sho added, with a smile. Hotty looked her perplexity. "But sho will see you, Miss Wran dnll if you don't mind waiting. It Is a business conference they're hav ing." An Ironic gleam appeared In tho cor ner of Vlvlan'e eye. "Oh," sho said, and waited. Hetty smiled uncertain ly. All at onco tho tall American girl was impressed by tho wistful, almost humblo look In tho Englishwoman's oyeB, an appealing look that caused hor to wonder not a little. Like a flash sho jumped nt an obvious conclusion, and almost caught her breath. This girl loved Booth and waa losing him! Vivian oxulted for a moment and then, with an Impulse sho could not quite catalogue, laid hor hand on tho other's slim fingers, and murmured somewhat hazily: "Never mind, nover mind!" "Oh, you must wait," cried Hetty, not at nil In touch with tho other's mood. "Sara expects to seo you. Tho men will bo out In a few minutes." ""I think I will run in tomorrow morning," said Vivian hastily. Sho aroso almost immediately and again oxtendod her hand. "So glad to see you back again, Miss Castleton. Come and seo mo. Give my lovo to Sara." Sho took her departure in somo hasto, and in her heart Bho was rejoic ing that sho had not succooded In ma king a fool of herself by confessing to Sara that sho had Raid unkind things about hor to Brandon Booth. Hotty resumed hor seat In tho broad French window and stared out over tho barren troetops in the park. A frightened, pathetic droop returned to her lips. It had been thero most of tho day. In Sara's boudoir, the doora ot which wore carefully closed, throe persons woro In close, even repressed confer once. The young mistress of tho house Bat propped up In a luxurious chalse loungo, wanbut Intense. Confronting bore woro tho two men, lennlng for ward in their chairs. Mr. Carroll hold in his bund a number of papors, prom inent among them being throo or four telograms. Booth's faco wbb radiant despite tho sorlous matter that occu pied hiB mind. Ho bad roached town early In the morning In response to a telephone mossngo from Carroll an nouncing the HUdden. unnnnounced ap pearance of Hetty Castleton at Ills or llcos on tho previous afternoon. Tho glrl'B arrival hnd boon most unexpect ed. Sho walked in on Mr. Carroll, ac companied by her maid, who had a dis tinctly sheepish look in her oyea nnd seemed eager to explain something but could not find the opportunity. With somo firmness, Miss Castleton had asked Mr. Carroll to explain why tho woman had been set to Bpy upon her every moment, a domand tho wor thy lawyer could not woll moot for tho good and Bunlclont reason that ho wasn't vory clear about It himself Thou Hotty broko down and cried, confessing that Bho wns eager to go to Mrs, Wrandall, at tho same tlmo Bob bing out something about n smbollc dicky-bird, much to Mr. Carroll's won dcr and porploxlty. Ho sent tho maid from tho rooia. McCutcheon and rotlred with Miss Castleton to the Innermost of his private offices, whoro without much preamblo ho Informed her that ho know everything. More over, Mr. Booth wns In possession of all tho facts and wns oven then on tho point of starting for Europe to see her. Of course, hiB lottor hnd failed to reach her In tlmo. Thero wns quite a tragic scene In the seclusion of that remote llttlo ofllce, during which Mr. Carroll wiped his eyes and blew his noso moro than onco, after which ho took It upon himself to dispatch a mes sengor to Snrn with the word that ho and Miss Castleton would present themselves within half an hour after his note had been delivered. Tho meeting botweon Sara nnd Hot ty was affecting. . . . Almost Im mediately the former began to show tho most singular signs of Improve ment. Sho laughed and cried nnd joy ously announced to the protesting nurso that sho was feeling quite well ngaln! And, in truth, sho got up from tho couch on which sho reclined and Insisted on bolng dressed for dinner, in another room tho amazed nurso was frantically appealing to Mr. Carroll to lot her send for tho doctor, only to bo confounded by his urbano announce ment that Mrs. Wrandall was as "right as a string" and, plcaso God, she wouldn't need tho services of doctor or nurso again for years to como. Then he askod tho nurso if she had ever heard of a disease called "nostalgia." Sho said sho had heard of "home sickness." "Well, that's what oiled Mrs. Wran dall," he said. "Miss Castleton Is the cure." Booth camo the next morning. . . Even as she lay passive in his nrms, Hetty denied him. Hor arms woro .around his nock as sho miserably whispered that sho could not, would not be his wife, notwithstanding her lovo for him and his readiness to ac cept her as she was. Sho was obdurate, lovingly, tenderly obdurate. Ho would have despaired but for Sara, to whom he afterwards appealed. "Wit." was all that Sara had said, but he took heart. He was beginning to look upon her as a sorceress. A week ago ho had felt sorry for her; his heart had been touched by her transparent mlsory. Today ho saw her In another light altogether; as the determined, resourceful, calculating woman who, having failed to attain a certain end, was now intensely, keenly interested in tho development of an other of a totally different nature. Ho could not feel sorry for hor today. Hotty deliberately had placed her self in their handB, withdrawing from tho conference shortly boforo Vivian's arrival to givo herself over to gloomy conjectures as to the future, not only for herself, but for the man she loved and tho woman she worshiped with something of the fidelity of a beaten dog. At a later conference participated in by Sara, Booth and Mr. Carroll, the old lawyer spoke plainly. "Now are you both willing to glvo sorlous consideration to tho plan I pro pose? Take time to think It over. No harm will come to Miss Castleton, I I am confident. Thoro will bo a nine days' Bonsation, but, after all, It Is the beBt thing for everybody. You pro poso living abroad, Booth, so what aro tho odds If" "I shan't live abroad unless Hetty reconsiders her decision to not marry me," said the young man dismally. " 'Gad, Sara, you must convince her that I love her better than " "I think sho knows all that, Bran don. As I said before, wait! And now, Mr. Carroll, I havo this to say to your suggestion: I for ono am reiehtlessly opposed to the plan you advocate. Thero Is no occasion for this matter to go to tho public. A trial, you say, would bo a moro formality. I am not so sure of that. Why put poor Hetty's head in tho lion's mouth at this late stage, after I havo protected her so carefully all theso months? Why, take tho risk? Wo know sho Is Innocent. Isn't it ouough Hint we acquit hor in our hearts? No, I cannot consent, and I hold both of you to your promises." "Thero la nothing more I can say, my dear, Sara," said Carroll, shaking his head gloomily, "except to urge you to think It over very seilously. Re member, It may mean n great deal to hor und to our eager young friend horo. Years from now, llko a bolt from tho sky. tho truth may como out In somo way. Think of what It would mean then." Snra regarded him steadily. "There aro but four people who know tho truth," sho said slowly. "It Isn't llko ly that Hotty or Brnndon will toll tho Btory. Professional honor forbids your dolug bo. That leaves mo as tho solo peril. Ie thnt what you would Imply, my dear friend?" "Not at all," ho cried hastily, "not at all. 1" "That's all tommy-rot, Snra," cried Booth earnestly. "Wo just couldn't havo anything to fear from you." With curious Inconsistency, sho shook her hoad and remarked: "Of courso, you nover could bo qulto ensy In your minds. Thoro would always bo the feeling of unrest. Am I to bo truBted, nfter all? 1 havo proved my self to bo a vindictive schomor. What nssuranco can you and Hotty havo that 1 will not turn against ono or tho oth or of you somo time and crush you to sutlsfy a personal grievance? How do you know, Brandon, that 1 nm not in lovo with you nt this very " "Good heavens, Sara!" he cried, agape. " at "this very moment?" Bho con tinued. "It would not bo so very strange, would It? I am very human. Tho power to lovo is not denied me Oh, I am merely philosophizing. Don't look so serious. Wo will suppose that 1 continued along my career as the womnn scorned. You have seen how I smart under the lash. Woll?" "But nil that Is Impossible," said Booth, his face clearing. "You're not in love with me, and never can be. That! for your philosophy!" At tho same Instant ho became aware of the singular gleam In her eyes; a liquid, oriental glow that seemed to roflect light, on her lower lids as she sat thero with her face In tho shadow. Onco or twlco before he had been conscious of tho mysterious, Beductive appeal. ,Ho otared back at her, almost defensively, but her gaze did not waver. It was he who first looked away, curiously uncomfortable. "Still." she said slowly, "I think you would be wise to consider all possible contingencies." "I'll take chances, Sara," he said, with an odd buoyancy in his voice that, for tho llfo of him, he could not ex plain, even to himself. "Mvoti nHmttHno' thnt Kllpll Hhnllld turn out to be the case," said Mr. Car-( roll judicially, "I don't believe you'd go so far as to put your loyal friends in Jeopardy, Sara. So we will dismiss tho thought. .Don't forget, however, that you hold' them In tho hollow of your hand. My original contention was based on the time-honored saying, 'murder will out.' We never can tell what may turn up. Tho best laid plans of men and mlco oft " Sara settled back among tho cush ions with a peremptory wave of her hand. Tho loose, flowing sleeve fell away, revealing hor white, exquisitely modeled arm almost to tho shoulder. For some strange, unaccountablo rea son Booth's eyes fell. "I am tired, wretchedly tired. It has been a most exhausting day," she said, with a sudden noto of weariness in her voice. Both men started up apolo getically. "I will think seriously of your plan, Mr. Carroll. There 1b no hurrjv I'm sure. Please send Miss Wrandall In to me, will you? Perhaps you would better tell Hetty to como In as soon as Vivian leaves. Come, back tomorrow afternoon, Brandon. I shall bo much moro cheerful. By the way, have you noticed that Dicky, out in tho library, has been singing all aft ernoon as if his llttlo throat would split? It is very curious, but today Is tho llrst time ho has uttered a noto In nearly flvo months. Just listen to him! He Is fairly riotous with song." Booth leaned over and kissed the hand Bhe lifted to him. "Ho Is like the rest of us, Sara, Inordinately happy." A slight shiver rnn through her arm. Ho felt It. "I am bo afraid his exuberance of spirit may nnnoy Vivian," said she, with a rare smile. "She detests vul garity." Tho men departed. She lay back In tho chaise-lounge, her eyes fixed on tho hand ho had touched with his lips. Watson tapped twice omtho door. "MIbs Wrandall could not wait, ma'am," he said, opening tho door soft ly. "Sho will call again tomorrow." "Thank you, Watson. Will you hand me the clgnrettes?" Watson hesitated. "Tho cigarettes, ma'am?" "Yes." "But the doctor's orders, ma'am, beg ging your pardon for " "I havo a now doctor, Watson." "I beg pardon, ma'am!" "Tho celebrated Doctor Folly," Bhe said lightly. CHAPTER XX. Sara Wrandall's Decision. "Now, you see what I mean, Bran don, when I Insist that It would bo a mlstako for you to marry mo," said Hetty in a troubled voice. "I fool that Snra will not lot mo go." "That's pure nonsense, Hotty." ho Bald. "Sho wants you to marry me, I nm positive." Ho may havo thought his tono convincing, but something caused her to regard him rnther fixed ly, ns It sho woro trying to Bolve nn oIubIvo puzzle. Ho took her by tho arm and raised her to her feet. Holding her qulto close, ho looked down into her ques tioning oyos and Bald very seriously: "You aro suspicious, oven of mo. dearest. I want you. Thero Is but ono way for you to bo nt peaco with yoursolf; shift your cares over to my shoulders. I will stand botweon you nnd everything that may como up to trouble you. Wo lovo ono another. Why should wo sacrifice our lovo for tho sako of n shadow? For a week, dearest, I've boon pleading with you; won't you end tho suspense today end it now nnd say you will bo my wlfo?" Tho appeal was bo gentle, so sincere, bo full of longing that Bhe wnvored. Hor tender bluo oyes, lately so full of dread, grew moist with tho Inoffablo sweotness of lovo, and capitulation was In them. Her warm, red lips part ed in a dear llttlo smllo of surrendor. "You know I lovo you," sho said tremulouBly. Ho kissed tho lovely, appealing lips, not onco but many times. "God, how I worship you," ho whis pered passionately. "I can't go on with out you, darling. You are llfo to me. I lovo you! I lovo you!" Sho drew back In his armB, tho shadow chasing tho light out of hor eyes. "Wo are both living in tho present, we aro both thinking only of It, Bran don. What of tho future? Can wc foro seo tho future? Dear heart, I am al ways thinking of your future, not my own. Is It right for me to bring you " "And I am thinking only of your fu ture," ho said gravely. "Tho future that shall bo mine to shnpo and to make glad with tho fulfilment of every promise that love has In storo for both of us. Put away the doubts, drive out tho shadows, dearest. Llvo in the light for over. Love is light" "If I wero only suro that my shad ows would not descend upon you, I " Ho drew her close and kissed her again. "I am not afraid of your shadows. God bo my witness, Hotty, I glory In them. They do not reflect weakness, but strength and nobility. They mako you all tho moro worth having. I thank God that you aro what you are, dnar heart." "Givo mo a few days longer, Bran don," she pleaded. "Lot mo conquer this strango thing that lies hero In my brain. My heart is yours, my soul is yours. But tho brain is a rebel. I must triumph over It, or it will always lie In wait for a chanco to overthrow this little kingdom of ours. Today I have been terrified. I am disturbed. Givo me a few dayB longer." "I would not grant you tho respite, were I not so suro of the outcome," ho said gontly, but thero was a thrill of triumph In tho tones. Her oyeB grew very dark and soft and hor lips trem blod with the tldo of lovo that surged through hor body. "Oh, how adorablo you are!" ho cried, straining her closo In a sudden ecstasy of passion. The doorbell rang. They drew apart, breathing rapidly, their blood leaping with tho contact of opposing passions, tholr flesh quivering. With a shy, sweet glance at him, sho turned to ward tho door to await tho appearance ot Watson. He could still feel her in Ills arms. A drawling voico camo to them from tho vestibule, and a moment later Los He Wrandall entered tho library, pull ing off his gloves as ho came. "Hollo," ho Bald glibly. "I told that follow downstairs it wasn't necessary tp announce me by telephone. Silly arrangement, I say. Why tho devil should they think everybody's a thlof or a book agent or a constable with a subpoena? Ho knows I'm ono of the. family. I'm likely to run in any time, I told him, and Oh, I say, I'm not butting in, am I, Miss Castieton?" Ho shook hands with both of them, nnd then offered his cigarette case to Booth, first selecting ono for himself. Hotty assured him that ho was not d trop, sheer profligacy on her part in viow of his readiness to concedo tho point without a word from her. "Nipping wind," ho said, taking hl stand before the fireplace. "Whoro la Sara? Never mind, don't bother her. Booth Kissed the Hand She Lifted to Him. I've got all tho tlmo In tho world. By tho way, Miss Castloton, what Is tho latest news from your father?" "I daro say you havo later news than I," sho said, a trace ot annoyance li her manner. (TO BK CONTINUED.) Are Spices Injurious? According to Dr. Glgon of Baeal, spices aro a much abusod constituent of tho diet. Ho claims that Instead of bolng Injurious they aro. as a rule, beneficial to tho human system Inas much as thoy stimulate tho llow of saliva and of tho gastric Juices, there by furthering digestion. Besides tho aromatic spices ginger, cinnamon, cloves, pepper, etc. he adds and rec ommends salt. This last Item Is taboo by many dietitians. Ono of tho leading sanatorlums of tho country that for years condemned it is now commending 1L 1 111 ! J- !K jiiT "If! '"jTr ji y j WV 77ri' ife