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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 04, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 20

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The pencil fell from Eunice's
trembling hands. Those hands cov
ered her face to hide, the tell-tale
"Oh, I cannot write that," she flut
tered. "Then you understand?" said Mr.
Larned tenderly. "
"I have understood for two years,
Mr. Larned," murmured- Eunice.
"And-1," said he longingly, "only
for myilonely ways, because you are
so much younger-, I have have hesi
tated to asfcyou to become my wife."
"You have been so kind to me,"
whispered Eupice;" you are so far
above me "
He sealed her lips with a kiss and
drew her head to his Shoulder, and
Eunice was at rest.
(Copyright by W. G. Qhapman.)
"I'll have to arrest ye; ye've been
driving along at the rate of fifty miles
an hour."
"You are wrong, my friend," said
the driver. "I say I wasn't, and "
(handing the driver a bill) "here's
ten dollars -that say I wasn't."
"All right, sir," returned the cop
per, pocketing the money, "with ten
to one against me, I aint goin' to sub
ject the county to the expense of a
An orange tree will bear fruii untii
it ieache& its i50ih year.
By Berton Braley.
I am weary of songs about roses,
And yet every one who composes
Thrusts "rose ballad's" under our
And bids us to sing,
To sing about "roses and you, dear,"
Of "roses all wet with the dew, dear,"
Of "roses of beautiful hue, dear,"
And that sort of thing.
My peace and my nightly repose is
Destroyed by these carol of roses
Until I demand, "Holy Moses,"
Get out of here scat!
These rose ballads give me the
For heaven's sake sing about lilies,
Or pansies or daffy down dillies,
- Or something like that!
"Oh, sing about onions or carrots,
Or birdies, from thrushes to parrots,
Or polecats or badgers or ferrets,
Or what you think best,
But cease to make restless our dozes
With songs -of these wearisome
Oh, lock up your 'gardens of roses'
And give us a rest!" '
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Soak 4 cups beans over night in
cold water. In the morning add fresh
water and cook slowly until the skins
begin to burst. Pour off water, and
turn beans in bean pot or jar. Bury
in the beans pound of fat salt pork.
To 1 cup boiling water add 1 table
spoon salt, 1 tablespoon molasses, 3
tablespoons sugar, and pour oyer
beans. , Add enough boiling water to
cover beans, and more if needed dur
ing cooking. Cover the bean jar and
bake slowly from 6 to 8 hours. Mus
tard may be added if the flavor is pre
ferred. This quantity should serve
eight persons. '
Hot milk is an excellent sleep-producer.
Drink it just before retiring.
Sip it, doivt guip it down.

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