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BLACK OXEN:-:By Gertrude Atherton
Novel Tells How
Beauty Returned
- to Old Woman
x. k This serial is presented by ar
-1 nmgement with Associated First
i National Pictures, Inc., in whose
I film version Corinne Griffith will
j appear as Countess Zattiany.
/ By Gertrude Atherton.
; Author of Many Notable Novels,
/ and One of the Most Widely
I Read Writers of the Day.
*Oh. not at all!” Miss Dwight
rushed to the defence of natlvs
American genius. “But all writ
ers, no matter what their gifts,
/ often go through a period of tor
ture while forming habits of
regular work.”
“It sounds like tortures She
gave Gora a glance of lasy
amusement. “Really, IMiss Dwight:
Are you trying to frighten mo
But Gora did not blush. If
she choose to concentrate her
agile mind on acting, the ao
complished actress opposite could
give her few points. She replied
with convincing emphasis: “Cer
tainly not. What an odd Idea.
I liave the most enormous respect
for your abilities, and you should
be famous for something besides
beauty—and I should like to see
you live down mere notoriety.*
"I’ve loved the notoriety, and
rather regret that It seems to
have lost flavor with time. But
I'll never make a writer. Miss
I ♦wight, and have not the least
Intention of trying.”
"But surely you’ll not be con
tent to Just Lee’s wife? Why,
practically every woman In our
crowd does something. There
used to be a superstition that
two brain workers could not live
comfortably under the same roof,
but as a matter of fact, we’ve
proved that a woman keeps her
husband far longer if her brain
is as productive as his. Bach
inspires and interests the other.
Another old cliche gone to the
dust bin. Our sort of men want
Something more from a woman
than good housekeeping. Not
that men no longer want to be
comfortable, but the clever women
of today have learned to combine
"Marvelous age and marvelous
America: Don’t you think I
could keep Lee Interested without
grinding away fat my desk for
three hours every moaning and
lying in hungry misery xor days
at a time?”
"You could keep any man In
terested. I wasn’t thinking of
him, but of you. He has more
than a man’s entitled to already.
Men are selfish brutes, and I
waste no sympathy on them.
It’s women who have the rotten
deal in this world, the best
of them. And men are as vain
■s they are selfish. It’s an
enormous advantage for a wom
an to have her own reputation
and her own separate life. No
man should be able to feel that he
possesses a woman wholly. He
simply can’t stand It.”.
"Quite right. Discarding modesty,
I may add that I am an old hand
at that game.”
Gora regarded her with frank
admiration, wholly unassumed.
"Oh, you couldn’t lose Clavey if
yo utried. He Is mad about you.
We can all see that, and I knew it
before he did himself. It’s only
—really—that I’m afraid you’ll be
horded to death with so much shop
Open New Years Day
8 a. m. to 1 p. m.
Roasted Turkey
(Whole or Sliced)
Roast Chickens
Home-cooked Hams
Roaste(f Fresh Pork
Salads, Vegetables,
Home-made Mince
Pies, etc.
Delicatessen Store
714 K St. N. W.
Fare from Washington via rail to
Baltimore, thence steamer
One Way Round Trip
$31.71 $57 23
Meals InetadeS. Some stateraaass
have extra charge.
Boand-trip ticket* good t* riSma
antil June ft, m 4.
Steamer Tneeday. Friday. 8 F. ■.
Try the Now S. 8. ALLEGHANY
AmsesMlss Oarfted—o»m Can Os AN
Mwm Osss ssS Clew* Cars as
«. «• -AUsahear.**
Merchants & Miners
itaa r st, n. w„ Waehtngt—.
if you don’t set up ono for your
r self.”
Her Determination
"Oh, I never intend Go be bored
again as long as I live." Mary
Zattiany was a very shrewd woman
and she determined on a bold
stroke. Her suspicion lingered but
had lost its edge. Gora Wwight
was deep and subtle, but there was
no doubt that she was honorable.
"I shall tell you something," she
said, "but you must give me your
word that you will not betray me
—not even to Lee."
Miss Dwight’s mind, not htr
bojjy, gave a slight stir of un
easiness. But she answered warm
ly: "Os course I promise.”
"Very well, then. It is this.
I shall never return to America.
I said In a fortnight. Lee follows
soon after, and we shall be mar
ried In Australia.”
"But—but —his play!" Miss
Dwight was too startled to act.
"He must be here for rehearsals.
Some one has said that plays are
not written, they’re rewritten, and
it’s pretty close to the truth.”
**l shall consent to his returning
In time for rehearsals. Prolonged
honeymoons are indiscreet. It is
better to divide them into series.
I fancy the series might hold out
indefinitely if adroitly spaced
Moreover, being' a modern myself,
I like new methods. And he will
be too busy to miss me. I shall be
equally busy in Vienna.”
"But will he consent? Lee?
He’s not used to having his plans
made for him. He’s about the
most dominating male I knew.”
"I feel sure he will when tht
time comes. It is woman’s pecu
liar gift, you know, to convince
the dominating male that he wants
what she wants.”
Gora laugjhed. But she also
could turn mental somersaults. "I
think it a splendid arrangtment.
Then we should not lose Lee alto
gether, for we really are devoted
to him. He is an adorable crea
ture for all his absurdities. But
I can't endure the thought of los
ing you."
"You must pay me a long visit
in Vienna. Many visits. I can
assure you that you will find
material there, under my guidance,
for a really great novel.”
Gora’s eyes sparkled. She was
all artist at once. "I should like
that! How kind of you. And what
a setting!”
“Yes, Austria is the most inter
esting country in- .Europe, and
she most beautiful to look at —and
"It will be heavenly.” Gora
made up her mind at once that she
would waste no more ingenuity to
stop this marriage. Its modernity
appealed to her, and she foresaw
new-impulses to creation. "The
American Scene,” conceivably,
might grow monotonous with time;
and with these daily recruits bent
upon describing its minutiae with
the relentless efficiency of the
camera. And with all her soul she
loved beauty. With the possible
exception of Bavaria she knew
Au«tria to be the darling of na
.Too Polite
Once more she chose to believe
this woman would manage Claver
ing to his own good, and to the
satisfaction of his friends, who,
as she knew well, were alarmed
and alert. They were too polite to
show It, but much of their enthu
siasm for Madame Zattiany had
dimmed with the knowledge that
she was a ecitntific phenomenon.
Funadmentally the brilliant crea
tive mind is quite as conservative
as the worldly, or the inarticulate
millions between, for they have
common ancestors and common
traditions. They feared not only
to lost him, moreover, but had
begun to ask one another if his
career would not be wrecked.
Miss Dwight concluded that such
an uncommon and romantic mar
riage might be a spur to Claver
ing's genius, which might weaken
in a conventional marital drama
set in the city of New York.
She rose and for the first time
kissed Madame Zattiany. "It
will be too perfect!” she
said. "Let me visit you In
summer when he is rehearsing.
He can arrange to have his first
nights in September, and then
write his next play in Austria,
filling his time while you are
absorbed in politics. Heavens,
what a theme! Some day I’ll
use it. Perfectly disguised, of
"And I’ll give you points,” said
Mary, laughing. She returned
the other’s embrace; but when
she was alone she sighed and
sank back in her chair, without
picking up her book. Miss Gora
Dwight had given her something
to think of! The laat thing she
wanted was a serial honexmoon.
She wanted this man’s compan
ionship and his help. But she
had slowly been forced to the
conclusion that Clavering was a
mind whose enthusiasms could
only be inspired by some form
of creative art; politics would
never appeal to it. In her oom.
uralized brain, she had believed
that a brilliant gifted mind could
concentrate itself upon any ob
ject with equal fertility and
power, but she had seen too much
of the Sophisticates of late, and
studied Clavering In too many of
THE WASHINGTON TIMES • • The National Daily ' • • MONDAY, DECEMBER 81, 1928.
his moods to cherish the illusion
any longer. Playwrfghtlng seemed
to her a contemptible pastime
compared with the hideous facts
of Life as exemplified in Europe,
and she had restrained herself
from any angry outburst more
than once. But she was too phil
osophical, possibly too fatalistic,
not to have dismissed this atti
tude eventually. Clavering could
not be changed, but neither could
she. There would be the usual
Compromises. After all, of what
was life made up but of compro
mise? But the early glow of the
wondrous dream had faded. The
mistress was evidently the role
nature had cast her to play. The
vision of home, the complete
matehood, had gone the way of
all dreams.
She was not sorry to forego
the doubtful luxury of meditation
on the sadness of life. When
Miss Trevor’s card was brought
to her she told the servant to
show her up and bring tea Im
mediately. She was not Interested
in Agnes Trevor, a younger sis
ter of Polly Vane, but at all
events she would talk about her
settlement work and give a com
fortably commonplace atmosphere
to the room in 'which tragic
clouds were rising. An it had
happened, Mary, during these
past weeks, had seen little of
New York women between the
relics of her old set and their
lively society-loving daughters.
The women between forty and
fifty .whether devoted to fashion,
politics, husbands, children or•
good works, had so far escaped
her, and Agnes Trevor, who
lived with Mrs. Vane, was prac
tically the only representative of
the Intermediate age with whom
she had exchanged a dozen words.
But the admirable spinster had
taken up the cause of the Vienna
children with enthusiasm and
raised a good deal of money,
besides contributing liberally her
self. She was forty-two and, al
though she was said to have been
a beautiful girl, was now merely
patrician in appearance, very
tall and thin and spinsterish. with
a clean but faded complexion,
and hair-colored hair beginning to
turn gray. She had left society
in her early twenties and de
voted herself to moralizing the
East Side.
She came In with a light step
and an air of subdued bright
energy, very smartly but plainly
dressed in dark blue tweed, with
a large black hat in which a wing
had been accurately placed by
the best milliner in New York.
Her clothes were so well-worn,
and her grooming was so meticu
lous, her accent so clean and
crisp, her manner so devoid of
patronage, yet subtly remote,
her controlled heart so kind that
she perennially fascinated the
buxom, rather sloppy, preter
naturally acute, and wholly un
aristocratto young ladles of the
East Side.
Her Diary
Mary, who had a dangerous
habit of characterizing people in
her Day Book, had written when
she met Agnes Trevor:
"She radiates Intelligence, good
will, cheeriness, innate superior
ity and uncompromising vir
•Dear Mary!’- she exclaimed
in her crisp bright tones as she
kissed her amiable hostess. “How
delightful to find you alone. I
was afraid you would be sur
rounded as usual.”
"Oh, my novelty Is wearing
off," said Mary dryly. "But I
will tell them to admit no one
else today. I find I enjoy one
person at a time. One gets
rather tired in New York of the
unfinished sentence."
"Oh, do.” Mary’s quick eye
took note of a certain repressed
excitement in the fine eyes of
her guest, who had taken an
upright chair. Lounging did not
accord with that spare ascetic
figure. "And you are quite right.
It is seldom one has anything
like real conversation. One has
to go for that to those of our
older women who have given up
society to cultivate th© Intellects
Gcd gave them ”
"Are they any?” murmured
“Oh, my dear, yes. - But, of
course, you’ve had no time to
meet them in your mad whirl.
Now that things have slowed
down a bit you must meet them.”
"I’m afraid It’s too late. I sail
In a fortnight."
"Oh!” Miss Trevor’s voice
shook oddly, and the slow color
crept up her cheeks. But at that
moment the tea was brought In.
"Will you pour It out?” asked
Mary. "I’m feeling rather lazy.”
"Os course." Miss Trevor was
brightly acquiescent. She seated
herself before the table. The
man retired with instructions that
Madame was not at home to other
Mary watched her closely as
she stirred th® tea with a little
business-like air, warmed the cups,
distributed the lemon and then
poured out the clear brown fluid.
“Formosa Oolong," she said,
sniffing daintily. “The only tea.
I hate people who drink scented
teas, don’t you? I’m going to
have a very strong* cup, so I’ll
wait a minute or two. I’m rather
“You? You look as if you
never relaxed in your sleep. How
do you keep it up??”
“Oh, think of the life the
younger .women lead. Mine is a
quiet amble along a country road
by comparison . . But mo-
The last word came out with
.the effect of a tiny explosion.
It evidently surprised Miss Trevor
herself, for she frowned, poured
out sh cup of tea that was almost
black, and began sipping it with
a somewhat elaborate concentra
tion for one so simple and direct
of method.
"I’m afraid good works are apt
to grow monotonous. A sad com
mentary on thetriumphs of civ
ilization over undiluted nature.”
Mary continued to watch the torch
bearer of the East Side. "Don’t
you sometimes hate it?”
An Idle Question
She asked the question idly,
interested for the moment In
probing under another shell hard
ened in -the mould of time, and.
half hoping that Agnes would be
natural and human for once, cease
to he the bright well-oiled ma
chine. She was by no means pre
pared for what she got.
Miss Trevor gulped down the
scalding tea In an almost unlady
like manner. and put the cup
down with a shaking hand.
"That’s what I’ve come to see
you about,” she said In a low
intense voice, and her teeth set
for a moment as if she had taken
a bit between them. "Mary,
you’ve upset my life.”
"I? What next!”
”1 suppose you have troubles
of your own, dear, and I hate to
bother you with mine **
"Oh, mine amount to nothing
at present. And If I can help
you ” She felt no enthusiasm
at the prospect, but she saw
that the woman was laboring
under excitement of some sort,
and If she could not, give her
sympathy at least she might help
her with sound practical advice.
Moreover, she was in for it. "Bet
ter tell me all about It.”
"It’s terribly hard. I’m so hu
miliated—and—and I suppose no
more reticent woman ever lived.”
"Oh, reticence! Why not emu
late the younger generation? I’m
not sure—although I prefer the
happy medium myself—that they
arc not wiser than their grand
mothers and their maiden aunts.
On the principle that confession
Is good for the soul, I don’t be
lieve that women will be so
obessed by—well let us say, sex,
In the future."
Miss Trevor flushed darkly. "It
is possible. That’s what I am—
a maiden aunt. Just tliat and
nothing more.”
"Nothing more? I thought you
were accounted one of the most
useful women in serious New York.
A sort of mother to the past Side?”
"Mother? How could I be a
mother? I’m only a maiden aunt
even down there. Not that I want
to be a mother ”
"I was going to ask you why
you did not marry, even now. It
is not too late to have children of
your own ”
"Oh, yes It is. That’s all over—
or nearly. But I can’t say that I
ever did long for children of my
own, although I get on beautifully
with them.”
.’ell?” asked Mary patiently,
“what Is It you do want?”
“A husband’.” This time there
was no doubt about the explosion.
Mary felt a faint sensation of
distaste, and wondered if she were
reverting to type as a result of
this recent association with the
generation that still clung to the
distastes and the disclaimers of the
nineteenth century. "Why didn’t
you marry when you were a girl?
I am told that you were quite
"I hated the thought. I was In
love twice, but I had a sort of coin
purity that I was proud of. The
bare Idea of—of that nauseated
"Pity you hadn’t dona settle
ment work first. That must have
knocked prudishness out of you, I
should think.”
‘lt horrified me so that for sev
eral years I hardly could go on
with It, and I have always refused
to mix the sexes In my house down
there, but, cf course, I could not
help hearing things—seeing things
—and after a while I did get hard
ened—and ceased to be revolted. I
learned to look upon all that sort
of thing as a matter of course.
Rut it was too late then. I had
lost what little Inoks I ever pos
sessed. I grew to look like nn old
maid long before I was thirty.
Why Is nature so cruel, Mary?”
"I fancy a good many American
women develop very slowly sex
ually. You were merely one of
them. I wonder you had she cll
materio so early. But nature Is
very fond of taking her little re
venges. You defied her and she
smote you.”
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
(Copyright, 1931, by Gertruds Atherton.)
Domestic Work Runs on
Schedule With Electrical
Devices Aiding.
"Just for an experiment,” ob
served the business analyst, "I
should like to see a woman like my
wife, one who is a good house
keeper, try her hand at managing
the production of a small factory,
one where the results of the ex
periment would be quickly forth
coming. I’m commencing to -realize
that woman is inherently a far bet
ter manager than men generally
have credited her with being. How
she has contrived to conduct house
hold operations on even an ap
proximately accurate schedule, with
the uncertain tools she has had to
work with, beats me!” he conceded
“As bungling as a lot of women,”
was his pet condemnation for a
group of factory workers whose
plans miscarried. Consequently an
explanation of his radical change of
views was requested.
Wife Was Standard.
"Quite naturally, of course, I
judged other women by my own
wife. That’s why I have considered
that as managers women were bun
glers and had no conception of
how to estimate the time required
to do a certain piece of work. Time
and time again, for example, my
wife has said z that Sunday dinner
would be served at a special time,
and 'often I have missed a final
round of golf in order to be home
on time. But only rarely was din
ner served at the appointed hour.
"Another evidence of bungling T
have noticed occurs in estimating
the time required to do fall or
spring cleaning; sometimes as much
as a week and more over the
specified time was needed before
the curtains were* up ahd thing®
were running smoothly again. So 1
could only conclude that women
were just naturally bunglers.
“Then,” he continued, "I had my
eyes opened. I saw that woman
was, perhaps as good, or even a
better manager, than man. For
I’ll tell you that if man were com
pelled to do with the uncertain
factors that woman has had to con
tend with in keeping house, he
would always be exceeding his es
timated time.”
"How was that discovery made?"
he was asked.
Bought Electric Range.
"I bought an electric range, and
its Introduction into our kitchen
served to acquaint me with the
fact that my wife is a much bet
ter manager than I had credited
her with being. You see, with the
electric range the heat is con
trolled to a nicety, and the cooking
time is not influenced fry climatic
conditions or variations in room
temperature or discrepancies in the
quality of fuel. And with the
range cajne a chart showing the
exact time required to cook this or
that article of food. Br?ad is baked
in the same time on a damp,
muggy day as on a dry, crisp day;
the cooking time for a roast of
meat is computed according to the
number of potinds; and thus it
“For the first time in our mar
ried life meals began to be served
habitually on time. I realized how
unjust I had been in Judging my
wife: I saw that It had been the
uncertainties attaching to cooking
with fuel, not any shortcoming on
her part as a cook and a manager,
that had occasioned the failure to
keep to the schedule and serve
meals on time.
"Then I put electricity to work
at other household tasks with
equally gratifying results. Our
household runs like clockwork now
and my wife has my vote of con
fidence as being rhe best little
manager in these parts,” he con- ■
eluded, returning to hi* study of
overtime records.
How to care for electric light
bulbs. They must be kept clean in
order to give the proper intensity
of light. The bulbs should be
washed at definite Intervals.
With dry hands unscrew the elec
tric light bulb, wash and dry it
well and replace, again making sure
your hands are dry. One should
never touch any electric appliance
with wet hands or cloth.
The Rochester Packing Company
recently finished construction cn
another addition to its buildings.
This latest addition is the last word
in everything. All the machinery
is electrically driven. The ice ma
chine has a capacity for the pro
duction of 100 tons of Ice dally.
The building is entirely equipped
with electric overhead tracking
which conveys products through
the various departments.
The sausage kitchen is probably
the most Interesting. There one
finds electric cutters, choppers, mix
ing machines receiving the frosh
pork and still other machines
stuffing the sausage. Three electric
air conditioners remove the steam
vapors from the workrooms.
A good green vegetable to serve at
this season of the year is spinach.
■ Pick ovi&r three quarts of it carefully,
washing it in three or four waters
and stripping the leaves from the
stems. Lay it in cold water for half
an hour and put the leaves, all wet,
but with no other water, in your
electric fireless cooker, adding to the
spinach a pinch of baking soda and
a teaspoonful of salt.
Cook until the spinach Is tender—
this should not require more than
an hour. Take it out, drain in a
colander, pressing <jut all the water;
turn into a chopping bowl and mince
very fine. Put this into a saucepan
with a largo tablespoonful of butter,
a teaspoonful of salt and a little pep
per, heat thoroughly on the electric
range, add two tablespoonfuls ,of
cream, leave it three minutes longer
on the range and serve.
Spinach cooked in this way Is very
different from the stringy “mess of
greens” which so often masquerades
under the name of spinach.
Have the grapefruit Ice cold, divide
them Into lobes, taking pains to re
move every particle of the bitter
fiber, arrange them on- lettuce leaves
and serve with French dressing. To
make this, dissolve a saltspoonful of
salt and half as much white pepper
In a tablespoonful of vinegar; add to
this slowly three tablespoonfuls of
oil, stirring constantly.
The bowl and spoon as well as the
oil and vinegar should be very cold.
After two or three minutes stirring
the dressing will begin to thicken
and may be poured on the salad. A
dressing thus made adds far more
to the salad than the usual careless
mixture of oil and vinegar and is
less of a tax on the digestion than
a mayonnaise or boiled dressing.
Heavy Breakage of Choice
China Was Caused by Glares
and Shadows.
Undoubtedly certain learned doc
tors of mathematics have estimated
and have available figures pertain
ing to the number of broken dishes
which are ruefully surveyed each
day by a composite figure repre
senting Mrs. American Housewife.
Our brief story, however, has to
do with but one woman in one
household and the simple change
she into her kitchen to
eliminate the ominous crash which
sounds the death knell of another
of hor fast-disappearing. pieces of
china. /
“Why don’t you take a nerve
tonic, or get more fresh air?"
queried her helpful husband sar
castically. “That’s the third’cup of
our wedding set you’ve broken this
week. I guess we had better eat
from aluminum ware!"
His wife was moved to an angry
retort, but like all intelligent women
she softened the bitterness of her
Not Fault of Nerves.
“It is not the fault of my nerves,
health or anything else like that.
The reason I am breaking the
dishes is that this kitchen 1s lighted
so poorly—and I would not have
known it if the lighting man had
not pointed it out to me today.
He convinced me, beyond the pos
sibility of a doubts, that my eyes
are either blinded by glare from
this lamp, or else I am constantly
in my own shadow—particularly
when I am washing the dishes.
Consequently when I think I am
putting them oh the draining board
they go on the floor. But I haiFb
found a remedy that la practically
costless which I intend to put into
effect immediately or I’ll-stop wash
ing dishes altogether.
Her husband was somewhat ter
rified by the threat—he saw him
self having to wash the dishes —
and attempted to soften her anger.
“I hadn’t the slightest idea that
the light was so poor, dear. Why,
l thought you had excellent electric
light—l believe they claim it is
about seventy-five times more pow
erful than the single candle-power
light our grandmothers used. But
of course if there are any reason
able improvements possible, go
ahead and have them."
No More Broken Dishes.
This ended the conversation that
morning, but when Mr. Hubby ar
rived home that night and strode
into the room of succulent aromas
to see what his better half had
ready for his big meal, he was as
tounded by the seemingly different
appearance of everything.
Instead of the brilliant, eye-blind
ing glare, and heavy shadow to
which he was so accustomed, an
abundance of soft, mellow .glow
flooded the entire room. This light
was shed by an enclosed white
■glass globe neatly mounted in
metal, set close to -the ceiling of
the room.
The promise of no more broken
dishes was fully carried out in that
household. The only drawback to
the improvement made in the light
ing of the kitchen was that Mrs.
Housewife was kept very busy ex
plaining to neighbors and friends
why she- was through her kitchen
work so promptly and why the
heavy mortality of chinaware had
so suddenly ceased.
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Work-Saving Apparatus Gives
Mother Chance to Get
Mrs. Wilcox was sewing one
morning when the telephone rang.
It waa Mrs. rowne. "I want you
and Junior to come to lunch with
Tommy and me this noon and don't
bother bringing any food along for
Junior. .1 know what he eats and
I’ll have everything all ready. Come
Mrs. Wilcox smiled as she "hung
up;’* the sudden invitation was
probably prompted by a natural
desire to display some new addition
or Invention in her household. But
whet could it be? She was still
wondering When she and Junior
presented themselves at Mrs.
Browne's door a little before noon.
After removing their hats and
eoats. Mrs. Browne led them into
the dining room where Tommy was
already in his high chair, and ob
serving with Interest certain opera
tions going on at the table.
"I've found the mosp* wonderful
work-saver ever!” announced Mrs.
Browne, as soon as they were seat
ed. “That’s the reason I asked
you and Junior over. I am cooking
luncheon for both children here on
this electric grill. ((I have chicken
salad in the ice-box for you and
me afterward.)"
"But can you bake things in a
grill?” asked Mrs. Wilcox eagerly.
"Indeed I can. See, I have baked
two potatoes for the and.
while they are eating those, I will
poach each of them an egg and
make toast all at the same time."
"How simple it is when once dis-
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With a fowl so rich in tot as
goose not only a green Tsgatotiie
and ths tartness of apple sauce «rjh
required, but also something
taming starch is desirable. Boiled
rice Is excellent to serve and a wel
come flavor is added to the rice by
a little tomato.
Wash a cupful of rloe and nut
into—a kettle with two quarts of
water -and a teaspoonful of salt.
Cotto, using "high” heat all of the
time. Stir the rice with a fork
several times while it is cooking to
prevent sticking. It will take aSout
thirty minutes to cook the rice so
that all of the grains are soft
When cooked pour the rtoe Into
a colander and set it aside to drain.
Have ready a tomato sauce made
by cooking together a tablespoonful
each of butter and flour and stirring
Into them a half pint of tomato
liquor seasoned with a half tea
spoonful of onion juice, a teaspoon
ful of white sugar, half a teaspoon
ful of salt and ailittle pepper.
When . the sauce is thick put the
rice into a- heated dish and pour
the tomato over it, lifting'it with a
fork that the sauce may go all
through the rice.
covered," commented Mrs. Wflcocr.
"Tea, and I take it upstairs and
connect it with any convenient out
let there. It not only saves heat
ing the big oven in the kitchen and
wasting a lot of heat to cook just
a light lunch, but my energy as
well/ r
“And wouldn’t it be convenient
for a late breakfast," Mrs. Wilcox
"Yes, or Sunday night supper.
It’s really the most helpful appli
ance to have around the house."
Then and there Mrs. Wilcox de
termined to own an electric grill.
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