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I Continued from Page 9. think, and by Lousta, my blooc 'brotbor whom sbo ha mode false to me, so that ho hopes to win hei ' whom he ha always lovod and i with her the Chieftainship of the Axe. Now what shall I do? Toll mc, you whose eyes ran seo in the I thought a moment and an ' swered, "I think that If ! were yon, ' I would leave this Lousta to sit in ' my place for a 'while a Chief of ' the People of the Axe, and lake a 'journey north. Then if trouble ' come from the Great House whore ' a king sits. It will come to Lousta who can show ihat the People of tho Axe are Innocent and that you are far, far away." That Is cunning, Macmnazahn. ' There speak the Great Medicine, 'if I go north, who can say that I have plotted, and If I leave my be ' trayer In my place, who can say ' that I wa a traitor, who have set him where I used to sit and left tho land upon a private matter? And bow tell mo of this journey of yours." So I told him everything, al though until that moment I had not made up my mind to go upon that journey, I who had como here by accident, or so It seemed, and by accident had given him a. certain message. 'You wish to consult a white witch doctress, who, according to Zikali lives far to the north, as to the dead. Now, I, too, though por ' chance you will not think it of a ' black man, desire to learn of the dead; yes, of a certain wife of my ' youth who was sister and friend ' as well as wife, whom I loved bet ter than all tho world; also of a brother of mine whose name I do not speak, who ruled the wolves with me and who died at my side on yonder Witch-Mountain, having ' made him a mat of men to lie on in a great and glorious fight. For of 'him as of the woman I think all ' day and dream all night, and I would learn if they still live any where and I may look to seo them again when I have died as a war rior should and as I hope to do. Do you understand?" , j 1 answered that I understood 5 very well, as his case seemed to bo like my own. I "It may happen," wont on TJm , slopogaas, "that all this tall: of tho I dead who are supposed to live after they aro dead, is but as the sound of wind whispering In the roods at night, that comes from nowhere and goos nowhere and mean noth ing. But at least It will be a great journey In which we shall find ad venture and fighting. Then we spoke of plans lor our Journey, and of whero wo -should meet to make It, talking till it was late, after which I went to sleep in tho guest hut.. ' CHAPTER IV. The Lion and the Axe. NEXT day early I left the town, having bid a formal farewell to Umslopogaas, saying in a voice that all could hear that as the rivers were still flooded, I pro posed to trek to northern Zululand and trade thore until the weather was better. Our private arrange ment, however, was that on the night of the next full moon, which happened four weeks later, wo should meet at the eastern foot or a certain great, flat-topped moun tain known to both of us, which stands to the north of Zululand but well beyond Its borders. So northward I trekked, slowly to spare my oxen, trading as I went. The details do not matter, but as it happened I met with more luck upon that journey than had come my way for many a long year. Only one untoward incident hap pened. Of a sudden a party of the King's soldiers under the command of a well-kuown Councillor, arrived and insisted upon 'searching my wagon, as I thought at first in con nection with a cheap lot of ivory which had already departed to Na tal. However, never a word did they say of ivory, nor, Indeed, was a single thing belonging to me taken by them. I was very Indig nant and oxpresscd my foeliugs in no measured terms. He wa3 most apologetic and explained that what JA x r ' m Mk 'Then He stood , .pM it Iff he did he was obliged to do "by tho King's orders." Also he let it slip that he was seeking for a certain "evil-doer" who, it was thought, might be with, nio without my well-greased baking dish, seasoning each layer with the butter, salt and pepper mixture. When the baking dish is full mix 2 well beaten eggs with 1 cup of fine broad crumbs, spread over tho top, and bake in a moderate oven until delicately brown. Serve hot Tartare Sauce. MIX 1 tablespoon vinegar, 1 tea spoon lemon juice, tea spoon salt and 1 tablespoontul Worcestershire sauco in a small bowl and heat over hot .water. Brown 1-3 cup butterine slightly In a frying pan and add to the first mixture, knowing his real character, and .aa this "evil-doer," whose name he would not mention, was a very fierce man, it had been necessary to bring a strong guard with, him. Ij Economical Recipes tor the Susy Housekeeper I Sweet Pickled Grapes. T) ICK over, wash, drain and re j -L move stems from 7 pounds of J grapes. Soparate pulp and skins. Pur pulp In preserving kettlo and simmer until soft. Press through j sieve. Add sifted pulp to the skins, I , then add 4 pounds of sugar, 1 pint vinegar, tablospoon grated nut t , Tn?fi, l'i tablespoons cinnamon and j 1 tablespoon powdered cloves. Simmer gently until thick about 2 hours. Seal Immediately in steri I lized jars. Eggplant on- Toast. . "T)EEL, split and cut 1 eggplant into small squares and boil in salted wator until tender. The II flnvnr Is Imnrnvncl hv nddlnc a 1 1 . slice of onion. 2 or 3 cloves and 1 H or 3 peppercorns to the wator in I which tho eggplant is to be cooked. H i Drain a tender eggplant thorough- H ly. placo on hot toast and pour Hie? over enough cheese sauce to sea- son. Cheese cream sauce or drawn . H butter cheese sauce may be used. H 1 Garnish with tiny sprigs of parsley. I ' Piccalilli I vyTlPE one-half bushel of green I Vv tomatoes and chop. Chop two H ; medium-sized cabbages. Wipe and ', chop one-half pock green peppers. I ; Chop two quarts onions. Put ai H ternale layers of this In an enamel I preserving kettle and sprinkle each I layer with salt, repeating until all Is used. Cover and let stand over I night- In tho morning drain, put H in kottle and add two pounds of H - white mustard seed and three bags H ' of whole spices (cloves, cinnamon H and allspice), allowing one table H spoon each to a bag. Pour over H vinegar to cover and add sugar to I ! ; taste Bring gradually to boiling ' point and lot simmer slowly for six H ; hours, stirring occasionally to pre H vent burning. Pack In stono jar or H quart glass jars. Keep in cool, H dark place. I r Grape Catsup. H T)ICK over, wash, drain and re- H X move stems from grapes. Put H in preserving kettle, add cold water H to cover, bring to bolliug point and H j simmer until soft. Press through sieve. Return pulp to preserving kettle, allowing for 10 pounds of HB pulp 5 poui'.us sugar, 2 quarts mild vinegar, tablespoon cinnamon, 1 I tablospoon allspice. 2 tablespoons H , cloe and 1 grated nutmeg. Bring H to boiling point and simmer until H ' thick. Pour Into sterilized bottles I or jars, filling each to overflowing I and seal immediately. Spiced Grape Butter. PICK over, wash and steni grapes. Scparato pulp from skins and let them stand ovei night. In the morning heat the pulp to the boiling point in pre- , ' serve kettle and press through a sieve. Add skins to pulp and meas ure. To 5 pints of fruit add -I pounds of light brown sugar and 2 tablespoons each of cloves and cinnamon. Boll 1 hour, then add 1 cup of mild vinegar aud continue cooking until thick. Seal In ster ilized jars. Macaroni witli Oysters. COOK pound macaroni in boll- ing salted water for fifteen minutes and drain well. Pick ovor and rinse 2 quarts oysters. Mix 4 tablespoons melted butter with 1 teaspoon salt and teaspoon pop per. Arrange alternate layers of macaroni and oysters in a deep, Queen of Puddings. BEAT 2 egg yolks, add cup sugar and 2 cups of milk and beat well. Add 1 cup grated bread crumbs and let stand 20 min utes. Bake in a buttered baking dish in a moderate oven. Cool and grate the rind of 1 lemon over tho top of the pudding. Spread with currant or other fruu Jelly. Pre- paro a meringue by beating 2 egg whites dry and then adding Vi cup sugar while still beating. Spread this meringue ovor the pudding, sprinkle the meringue with a little granulated sugar and delicately brown In a slow oven, Xke Cynic and the Siren THE Cynic, who had been speaking earnestly for somo moments, finally came to a stop and looked at the Siren ex pectantly. "After all," she murmured dream ily, "what is love?" "Love," said the Cynic, taking his cue and becoming less natural and more like himself, "is a madness bordering on Insanity." "Oh, a madness, yes. Yhat I meant was, is it a luxury or a necessity?" "A luxury," mentioned the Cynic, "is something you can do without if you've got it, nnd can't If you havon't. A necessity, on tho other hand. . . ." He hesitated. "Yes?" said tho Siren encourag ingly. "Well, a necessity is something you always have and never want." "And which is love?" "Love?" repeated the Cynic vaguely. "Oh, love love is a con crete name given to many abstract emotions. Sometimes it's the frame and sometimes it's the pict ure; and sometimes It's just just a spasm around tho heurt." "I'm afraid you really are a Cynic," said the Siren regretfully. "A Cynic," said he gloomily, "Is a man who knows everything and understands nothing. Thank you." "It was a biA. mixed, your expla nation," she went on, "but I think I understood you." Tho Cynic appeared mildly sur prised. "To be understood," he affirmed cheerfully, "is something toward being appreciated." The Siren looked dubious, but natural kindliness of disposition kept her silent. "How," she demanded presently, "can one be sure that one is in love?" "That," sighed the Cynic, "Is the eternal tragedy of life." "That ono can't be sure?" "No, that one alwas is sure." "I don't, see that that's tragic," she protested. "Ah, but it is. Though ignorance may bo bli&s, when it becomes knowledge it's tragedy." "But knowledge," argued the Siren, "is happiness." "A phrase," he sneered, "taught to cheerful fools by gloomy philoso phers. The only wisdom is cheer fulness. A thing is what we think It. If I pick up a pebble and think it a diamond, to 'me it is a diamond. It mayen't scratch much glass, but it sparkles when I look at it." "You'ro frightfully what's the word? enigmatical," said the Siren pathetically. "I wish you wouldn't be. You'ro so deep it's like talking to a coal mine." "I've had complaints before," mentioned the Cynic, as if that were consolation. "But then truth doesn't lie on the surface of things." "Truth," murmured the Siren, with the proud smile of one who has thought of what she is saying, "either bores or shocks one." The Cynic eyed her disgustedly. "You are one of those who would condense Life into an epigram. You might as well hope to turn a cow Into a tin of condensed milk. An epigram Is merely a nicely phrased generalization." "An epigram," amended tho Siren, obviously pleased with her earlier effort, "is truth disguised as wit." "The disguise is so often inade quate," complained the Cynic. There was silence for a few mo ments. "You haven't given me my answer 7et," urged the man, who was domotlmes the Cynic. (C) 1019, International Fi "I'm trying to think of it," as sured him tho woman who was al ways tho Siren. "If one only know what Love was," said tho Siren plaintively. "Does it lead to a union of hearts or a dissolution of marriage?" "Neither," replied the Cynic "Love is a footpath leading to everywhere; or if 5'ou prefer it, it's a porchway leading to a house that's just as big as vou think it is." "For a beginner," said the Siren, distrustfully, "you talk with a good deal of authority." "Love," he oxplalned, "differs in that respect from other sciences. "We begin as experts and wind up as novices. Wo fly before wo aro fledgod, full feathered we crawl back into our shell. Experience, instead of teaching us, robs us of our knowledge. The more we learn tho less we know. We start by writing books and finish up novt hnvlng learned how to read." "You mean, then," said the Siren, to whom Love was an Art and not a Science, "that you don't really know anything about Love." "On the contrary," said the Cynic, patiently. "I have just been to somo trouble to explain to you that I know everything." ,"H'm," said the Siren, doubt fully. "Well, let's take Marriage. Had we got as far as Marriage?" she broke off to inquire. "Well, anyhow, Marriage is akin to Love and we'd get to that. "Some people say Marriage means taking from both and giving to neither; halving one's joy and doubling one's sorrows. Of course, that's the selfish point of view," she admitted. "From any point of view," said the Cynic, ' "marriage is selfish. Both parties receive so much and give so little." "H'm," said the Siren. "Don't you think," she mused, parentheti- eature Scrrlce, Inc. Great Brl Now I bethought me of Umslopo gaas, but morely looked blank and shrugged my shoulders, saying that I was not in the habit of consort ing with, evil-doers. Thon followed an argument which grew heated and ended In his declaring that to the King I must come, even if he had to take me there by force. I sat silent, wondering what to say or do and leaned forward to pick a piece of wood out of the fire, wherewith to light my pipe. Now my shirt was not buttoned, and it chanced this action caused the ivory image of Zlkall that hung about my neck to appear between Its edges. The Induna saw it and his eyes grew big with fear. "Hide that!" he whispered; "hide that, lest it should bewitch, me. Indeed, already I feel as though I were being bewitched." "That will certainly happen to you," I said, yawning again, "if you Insist upon my taking a week's trek to visit the Black One or in terfere with mo in any way now or afterward," and, I lifted my hand toward tho talisman, looking him steadily in the face. "Perhaps, after all, Macumazabn, It Is not necessary for you to visit tho King," he said in an uncertain voice. "I will go and make report to him that you know nothing of this evil-doer." ' And he went away in such a hurry that he never waited to say good-by. Next morning before the dawn I, too, went and trekked teadily until I was clear of Zulu land. In due course and without acci dent, for the weather which, had been so wet had now turned beau tifully fine and dry, wo came to tho great, flat-topped hill that I have mentioned. Forcing our way through the forest which was full of game, I reached its eastern foot and there camped five days before "that night of full moon on which I had arranged to meet Umslopo gaas. That I should meet him I did not In the least believe, firstly, because I thought It very probable that he would have changed his mind about coming, and, secondly, for the ex cellent veason that I expected he had gone to call upon the King against his will, as I had been WWW W WWW asked to do. ' -'r To tell tho truth, I was glad. ''H Although at first tho idea had ap- !H pealed to mo a little I did not want i jjH to make this wild-goose or wild- ll witch chaBo through, unknown Dl lands to seek for a totally fabulous Hl person who dwelt far across the jtl Zambesi. I had, as it were, been ivl forced into tho thing, but if Urn- H slopogaas did not appear my obll- ijl gatlons would be at an end and I ) should return to Natal at my (! leisure. fl So I just sat down, and rested, jtl letting tho oxen feed throughout tho hours of light on the rich 11 grasses which grew upon the bot- fH tomcst slopes of the big mountain w.here wo were camped by a fl stream, not more than a hundred ll yards above the timber line. jjH Tho days wont by pleasantly enough with lots to cat, since whenever we wanted meat I had only to go a few yards to shoot a fat buck at a spot whither they trekked to drink In the cvonlng, till at last came tho time of full moon. Of this I was glad, since to tell the truth I had begun to be bored. Of the fire-eating Umspopo gaas thcro was no sign, so I mado up my mind that on tho morrow I would start after those elephants, and when I had shot or failed to shoot some of them return to Natal. w ., Well, thoMlmocn came up in silver glofyrand after I had taken 11 a good look at her for luck, also at IH all the void within sight, I turned jl in. An hour or two later some, iH noise from the direction of the cat- jfl tie kraal woke me up. As it did 11 not recur I thought that I would 81 go to sleep again. Then an uneasy IH thought came to mc that I could 11 not remember having looked to see 91 whether the entrance was properly closod, as it was my habit to do. 91 So I slipped on my boots and a coat and went, without waking Hans or tho boys, only taking with Bie a light, single-barrelled rifio which I used for shooting small buck, but no spare cartridges. jH To Be Continued Copjrrlcht, 1010, Sir H. Rider Hagpird. Valuable Healtk Hints ior tLe Home I To Clear Up a Gold. 'yA.KE a dose or two of hexa 1 methy-lonamin at tho outset For an adult from 20 to 30 grains dissolved in half a glassful of water is tho proper amount, taken twice only, night and morning. A Ginder in the Eye. YVT-SH out the cinder or other Vv foreign body with a normal salt solution one teaspoonful of salt dissolved in a pint of freshly boiled water applied with a medi cine or eye-dropper. To Prevent Blisters. FEET that perspire excessively and tend to blister in Summon should bo bathed every night, first in cold water and thon in a quart of water h which three teaspoon fuls of foi'maldohydo have been dissolved. For Constipation. DRINK a glass of cold water be fore breakfast and eat liber ally of groen vegetables, oatmeal, cornmoal, wholo-whoat bread, oils and cooked fruits. By F0 Harris Deans cally, "that it's nobler to receive than to givo?" "Decidedly; every day tho idea is gaining ground that ingratitude .'or benefits received is indepen dence." "They say," resumed the Siren, reflectively, "that Marriages are mado in Heaven; I'm afraid they're moBtly made for export, though." "On the contrary," objected tho Cynic, "all time Marriages are lived inHeavon." "But marriage is so so definite," she said, nervously; "one word, and snap . . . it's just a trap." "Quite as often it's the bait." "Do you think so? Why is it people do marry?" "Tho modern girl," said the Cynic, living up to his reputation, "appears to marry because she wants to learn how to cook; the young man because he's afraid of his landlady." "No, but seriously." "Seriously, tho woman marries because she wants to bo taken care of, and the man that he may have somebody to respect him. They aro both doomed to disappoint ment; in a few months it's the mau who gots taken care of, and the woman who gets the respect " "Do you mean," demanded the Siren, "that a woman never re spects her husband?" "Not if she loves him." "Not?" Her voice beenme al most a shrill. "Not, did you say?" "Yes. A woman may sometimes love or sometimes respect her hus band, but she can't do both. It is weakness we love, strength we only iespect. It is one of the com pensations of Nature that tho weakling should lose everything in tho fight of Life except the one thing worth winning. The strong man may found a nation, but not a family; may defend a million hearths, but never ono of his own. To one the sweetness of defeat, to the other the bitterness of victory." "And yet," said the Siren, mus ingly, "the weaklings may get all ltaln Rljlits Reserved. the sympathy, but thoy got no praise, and it is praise we Hvo for." "Most of us live in vain, I foar, declared tho Cynic. "It is vain for somo people to llvo for pralso, I must admit," aud tho Siren wriggled the tiny tip of nor patent leather pump and re garded it innocently. "Dear me, I shall soon lose my reputation for cynicism," mur mured tho Cynic, also regarding the tiny tip of the Siren's pump, but with admiration rather than innocence "but we were talking about husbands and wives." "No, not yet. morely about love," corrected the Siren.. "Ah, that's quite another mat ter" "That's Just the great clangor, Interrupted tho Siren. "I'm afraid it Is quite another matter, and it should not be. Love and mar riage" "We have discussed that com bination once," mildly objected tho Cynic. "And are your years greater than the pyramids?" asked the Siren. "We were not talking of riddles, but of love; kindly keep to the topic," urged the Cynic. "I meant, who aro you that you should not discuss lovo and mar riage more than once? Can you settle the problem in one brief dis cussion?" and tho Siren lowered her eyes, but bright red spots in her cheeks flamed the secret of her earnestness. "Not with mere words, my dear Siren; the world, and just now you aud I constitute the entire world, must learn through experience." There was silence for a moment. "What i3 your answer?" said the man. "Will' you marry mc?" "But but I respect you," she faltered, her eyes dewy vwlth re gret "A woman should always respect her lover, It is her husband she should love." "Then . . . it's yes." A Cure for Styes. a PPLY hot compresses until a jH yollow spot appears in the sty, then ovacuato tho pus by pulling out ono or more eyelashes or by in- For Catarrh. A VOID dust and tobacco smoke, keep the bowels regular and tho feet dry and warm, and spray tho nose daily with Dobell's solu tion, which is antiseptic and alka- For Barber Itch. qULL out the hairs for an eighth of an inch in and around every sore with tweezers. Then soak the face in very hot water and IH apply ammoniated mercury oint- IH A Good Eyewash. a TEASPOONFUL of boracic acid in a pint of bailed water is a good cyowash to us-3, particu- jH larly when one is troubled with For Gas in Stomach. tAVE your druggist make up twenty powders of sub-gallate of bismuth, each containing ten grains, and take ono after meals, For Burns. JM nn Hb best treatment for most IH A- burns is tho application of a IH 1 per cent solution of picric acid. Saturate gauze with this, apply to the burned flesh and cover with a dressing of absorbent cotton and a bandago lightly wound. Puncture tho blisters, but do not romovc tho blistered skin. If You're Too Stout. H pv ON'T drink too much cold water with your meals, for this stimulates tho appetite and in- jJ creases digestive capacity. For Bunions. jH qOAK occasionally in very hot water, and v.'hen dry paint with equal parts of tincture of Iodine and grain alcohol. For Inflamed Eyelids. TT) UB the edgos of the lids every night with an ointment con tainlng two grams of yellow oxide of mercury and four drams of vas- For Boils. a PPLY a cloth wet with hot boric acid wator to bring boils to a head. Then a drop of carbolic acid will empty them and ammon iatud mercury ointmbni will help them to heal.