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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 20, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 14

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r chin-chin collar gives way to a
graceful, rolling collar. Narrow
bands of seal make a rich trimmnig
for the costume.
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Cut a small squash in half and
bake in the uual way. When well
baked scrape out and season with
butter, sale and pepper. Pack all
back in one half shell and serve
from the table.
It is best to keep"a!Lfamily jars in
the pantry. Margaret.
Portland, Me., Nov. 23. Adam
and Eve are shivering in the snow in
the Maine woods!
They're barefoot and bare shoul
dered, but they're cheating just a wee
bit They're wearing deer skin jack
ets against the blizzard.
Adam and Eve in city life are Mr.
and Mrs. Walter P. Estes, but for the
duration of their forest exile they
have taken the names of our biblical
A few weeks ago they entered the
dense forests to act out the sort of
existence which must have been that
of the real Adam and Eve when they
were the only two human beings in
the world. And, tush! When they
started they wore practically nothing
at all.
To all intents and purposes the
I Estes, like Adam and Eve, are alone
in the world, too. Except for a cou
irier who brings word of their safety
xiow and then to Portland, they see
ino human being from week to week.
And, undaunted by the wintry
gales, they intend to continue living
alone by their wits and their wood
craft until the middle of December,
bitter as the weather may become.
Estes has long been famous in his
home town of Gray, Me., as a woods
man. He believed that, lost in the
forest, without so much as a match
i or knife of civilized manufacture, or
a shred of human clothing, he could
inot only survive, but actually enjoy
'life. Mrs. Estes took the dare to try
the experiment with him.
And in unison they declare that
their forest experiment has been the
happiest period of their married life.
"Our first job on entering the
woods, said Estes, recounting their
experiences, "was to cover ourselves.
We took big leaves and wove them
together in long strings with grass.
Then we tied them about our shoul
ders and waists. Later we made
suits of birch bark, covered wjth
leaves, and when we finally caught
a deer in a trap we were able to make
the suits of skin, which we wear now
in rough weather.
"The next task was to build a fire.
It took me about 20 minutes rubbing
two logs briskly together to get a
spark from which I could light a dry
leaf. Mrs. Estes slept that night on
the ground in a downpoud, while I
stayed up and struggled to keep a fire
"The next day we got our shelter
built and since then there has been
no hardship about our life. It's easy
enough to get food. We bowl over
rabbits and porcupines with rocks,
we catch trout In the streams with a
birch bark trap, there are scores of
edible roots and greens, and there's
our bread."
"How in the world is bread
made?" Estes was asked.
"It's an odd sort of bread," he an
swered, "but it is good. When we
caught our first deer in the deadfall
we saved him blood m a bark pail
until it jellied. Then we pounded up
roots with it and baked it in loaves.
You'll find it tasty at lunch."
The Estes use sharp stones for
knives. It was with one of these
tools that Mrs. Estes' locks were
w JS.'

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