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MONTPELIER. EXAMINER. / C. E. Wright. Editor and Manager IDAHO MONTPELIER At Home. "I never was a hand to go gawping round!" contemptuously exclaimed an ;old woman who boasted of never hav- ilng seen a railway train or a trolley icar or any town but her own. The generation of stay-at-homes in the country is perhaps passing away—the {«omen—they were chiefly women— (who prided themselves on their self llmprisonment on farm or in village as a virtue, serving to demonstrate their devotion to home and children and duty. There Is a class of men in the business world who have the same point of view in regard to the object of life. Such a one, dying at the age of 88, left a record of 65 years as the head of a banking house, during which he had been absent from his desk but two days—and those were accounted for by a sprained ankle. No vacation, no travel, no day of summer leisure with wife and children—66 years of steady, unswerving routine! There is something Impressive in the story of a lifetime of persistent toil. But there is another point of view which de serves respect. The gadabout may be a useless member of society; but the stay-at-home is likely to be a narrow one. We find ourselves on this little planet, with its oceans and mountains and mighty rivers and wide prairies. We know not whence we came, nor if we shall ever pass this way again. Surely, exclaims Youth's Companion, we may do our task better in our own appointed place if we look about the world, feed our minds with the glories t of nature, and discover how men and women before us have lived their lives, and embodied their aspirations in the great arts of building and paint ing and sculpture. I The man who makes two blades of grass grow where only one grew be fore was long ago pointed out as de serving well of his fellow creatures, but If distinction Is due to such n one, what, asks the Chicago News, shall be said of the man who develops a race of hens that would habitually lay more than one egg a day? Surely no tribute of honor and gratitude could be too great for such Prof. Gilman A. Drew of the Univer sity of Maine may be the one to whom such debt will eventually be paid, for he has been conducting studies and ex periments which lead him to believe that there is no biological reason why a hen should not lay more than one egg a day. This being true it follows that the same American enterprise which Increases the quantity of all other agricultural products will be turned to the hen and compel her to do her full duty. A hen's time- Is of no value In other directions, and If she can occupy what has hitherto been Idle leisure in producing more eggs, then no laziness on her part should be permitted. She should have no after noons off. The eyes of the world are now expectantly fixed on Drew and the further results of his experiments. a one. A New York woman who is a famous authority on cooking has gone bank rupt while endeavoring to cater to the appetites t»f the people of her town, where she ran two restaurants. This Innocent person should have known that tho way to make money In New York Is to lay In a dozen celluloid sandwiches and a large stock of alco holic beverages. To try to tempt the New Yorker with good cooking is one of the Btrangest vagaries thus far re corded, declares the Chicago ' 'ws. What he wants 1 b something to stimu late his thirst, not allay his 'appetite. It is well known that good cooking tends to destroy the craving for drink. Yet this expert in the culinary art de liberately/undertook to practice her specialty in Gotham! New Yorkers do not want their craving for drink destroyed, so they more freely, now thi cookBhops have landed in bankruptcy. irobably breathe t the scientific The New York board of education is to investigate the question of corporal punishment, as it has been charged that the discipline of the schools has been undermined by the powerlessnesa of the teachers to punish and the ad vantage taken by the children in their knowledge of this immunity. Is Solo mon to be vindicated in these modern times and his wisdom admitted when he said that to spare the rod was to spoil the child? In his own day. It may be remembered, Solomon wu considered a very wise man, and his record has not been signally broken by modern sages. One New Jersey hotel keeper proved more than a match for a lot of college hazers. He locked them In, turned In a fire alarm and had the hose turned on them. There Is nothing to quench enthusiasm of any kind like having cold water poured on It. Once more the season is at band, when things begin to happen that cause a rise in the price of coal. In this respect it stands in sharp con trast with the period for rises in the price of ice. 3®aatf m American ÎKitrljcnB Qian He prmntcö means By SARAH LOUISE ARNOLD. Dean of Simmon» Colletfa. The LL waste that is preventable is of course unnecessary, chief agent of prevention is intelligence, since the chief cause of the waste is ignorance. At present, in our American kitch nvust confess that there is an extreme amount of A ens, we waste, which will probably continue until American women taught to spend wisely, and are trained in the intelligent management of household affairs. In the homes of the "well-to-do" we are likely to find careful expenditures than in many families where the very lack of means has forbidden the training in careful and economical spending. One who lives from hand to mouth does not learn perspective. We shall, therefore, often find the most thrifty housewives in the homes of the rich. Yet we all know that many a man of limited pays the bills for provisions at the end of the month, knowing that the cost of the materials provided has never been considered. The wife has ordered by telephone, without inquiry as and price have been left to the dealer. When the cook asked for more she ordered again. 'Ml are to cost, and quantity My mother does not need to know arithmetic," said a young girl in the grammar school, "the man who sells to her knows arithmetic, he does; and until her knowledge of arithmetic, and the values with which she is dealing, is equal to the situation, there will be an abundant waste in the kitchen. Again the most anxious buyer, untrained as to the .values of the materials which she is buying may fail because she buys without regard to the nutritive value of foods. She may buy something because it is cheap, when the more expensive and more nutritious food would be more economical. Or she buys the high-priced steak because she thinks her family needs it when a cheaper piece of meat, properly cooked, would prove of equal value. The purpose of food is obviously to feed the family. Her problem should be to feed them best at the least cost. She must provide the essential materials, in attractive and palatable forms, and at the least possible price. I So 99 Of course, then, she must understand cooking as well as marketing. Otherwise her wisdom in buying is brought to naught over the kitchen The French housewife buys exactly enough of the suitable ma fire. terials for each meal and combines the materials with rare daintiness and skill. The American usually buys abundance, serves the quantity in clumsy fashion, becomes tired of the repeated appearance of the roast, throws the spoiled remnant away and buys a fresh stock to be served in the same way. Here is great waste. Expensive materials, in large quan tities, ignorantly treated, swell the bills for food. Thrift buys just enough, at the right season and serves it in the most attractive manner. Economy and intelligence in the kitchen double tl* workingman's income and maintain the health of the family. The lesson is needed in the home of the rich and poor alike. We shall learn by and by to expect such intelligence and ability to be one pro duct of our much-lauded system of ^ c f r . r . education. No perfectly normal, healthy man ever desires to commit a crime. If his body be sound his mind is inclined only to peace, to harmony, to pleasant relations with his fellow-man. If his physical slate be abnor mal his mind will be dis delation nf jfionii to Jlorala By EUGENE CHRISTIAN. Food Chemist and Diet Specialist. ordered and he is more prone to lawless acts. A man's actions are governed by his own mind—his brain. We in herit from our parents certain traits and characteristics, but they are infinitesimal in comparison to the influence and the daily effect wrought upon our brains by our physical condition. Inheritance can be molded and changed, but the influence of the body is fixed and ever-present. Food has a vital effect upon our bodies. The scope of its influence upon our brains, the extent to which it governs our actions and its re sponsibility for crimes and mental disorders form a subject of extreme importance. This* relates not merely to acts of violence which we are now experiencing, but to economic conditions wherein one man preys upon his fellow-man. In the flesh of animals there are three poisons—earbondyoxide, toxin and uric acid—that are constantly being produced in the system and given off. When the animal is killed the process of passing off the poisons instantly ceases and the amount on hand remains in the flesh. There must be considered also the effect of (he animal's mental and nerv ous condition. It may have been racing about with others of its kind, excited or panic-stricken in chase. It may have l>een carried on long rail road journeys. It may have been quivering with rage, hatred or fear in the slaughter-house. At all events it was not in a composed normal state at the time of death. This condition of the animal's mind and passions reacts on the flesh, produces a chemical change and stamps its mark in the tissues. People eat this meat. Unquestionably they absorb with it the poisons and the animalism from whence it came, and their minds and their actions must be affected by it. I do not wonder that waves of crime occur more frequently in th* summer when such habits and customs prevail. Vegetarians assert tha* follower of their regime ever committed a violent crime. Unfortunate ly there are no statistics on the subject. It would be interesting to knov what was the customary diet of noted criminals. What, for example, did Harry Thaw eat and drink before killing Stanford White? I think i* would be found that most murderers have been heavy flesh eaters. Suppose you knew two men, one of whom ate large quantities of meat and drank alcohol in summer; the other dined temperately on pro toid nuts, unfired crackers, salad and fruits. Which man would yot* trust with your money? Banks expect honest and strict habits of life in their employes. Ho» many of them looking into a man's record inquire about his diet? Ye# that is a most important factor governing his course of life. We are making progress in finding out the effect of different kinds of food on the body and are learning how to eat properly in order to keep well. But the question of food's effect on the mind and tha responsibil ity of flesh-eating for crime are fields too little explored. no when for He tune and It myself for tion, A TORY THE HOUSE OF A THOUSAND CANDLES life, ate end ting sibly I me, when for at Nor our of day in safe and I By MEREDITH NICHOLSON Asthsr «I "THE MAIN CHANCE." ZELPA OAKEiON." He. CopyrWS« U» bj Bobbs-ltorrUl Oo. CHAPTER I. The Will of John Marshall Glenarm. Pickering's letter bringing news of my grandfather's death found me at Naples early in October. ^John Marshall Glenarm had died in June, leaving a will which gave me his prop erty conditionally, Pickering wrote, and it'was necessary for me to return Immediately to qualify as legatee. It was by the merest luck that the letter came to my hands at all, for It had been sent to Constantinople, In care of the consul-general Instead of my banker there, and It was not Picker ing's fault thaj the consul was a friend of mine who kept track of my wander ings and was able to hurry the execu tor's letter after me to Italy, where I had gone to meet an English finan cier who had, I was advised, unlimited monry to spend on African railways. 1 am an engineer, a graduate of an American institution familiarly known as "T ie Tech," and as my funds were running low I naturally turned to my profession for employment. But this letter changed my plans, and the following day I cabled Pick ering of my departure and was out ward bound on a steamer for New York. Fourteen days later I sat in Pickering's office in the Alexis Build ing ac 1 listened intently while he read, v th much ponderous emphasis, the prr islons of my grandfather's will. V len he concluded I laughed. Pickerln: was a serious man, and I was glad to see that my levity pained him. I t -d, for that matter, always been a sc iree of annoyance to him, and his 1» k of distrust and rebuke did not tro de me in the least. I reachec across the table for the paper, and Lj gave the sealed and be ribboned copy of John Marshall Glen arm's will Into my hands. I read It through for myself, feeling conscious meanwhile that Pickering s cool gaze was bent Inquiringly upon me. These are the paragraphs that Interested me most: "I give and devise unto my Bald grandson, John Glenarm, sometime a resident of the city and state of New York, and later a vagabond of parts unknown, a certain property known as Glenarm House, with the lands and hereditaments thereunto pertaining and hereinafter more particularly de scribed, and all personal effects, goods and other property that may be located In the promises and on the land herein described,—the said realty lying in the county of Wabana In the Btate of Indiana,—upon this condition, faithfully and honestly performed: "That said John Glenarm shall re main an occupant of Bald Glenarm House and of my lands appurtenant thereto, demeaning himself meanwhile in an orderly and temperate manner. Should he fail at any time during said year to comply with this provision, said property shall at once revert to my general estate, shall become, with out reservation and without necessity for any process of law the property, absolutely, of Marian Devereux, of the county and state of New York." "Well," he demanded, striking his hands upon the arms of his chair, "what do you think of it?" For the life of me I could not help If to to his in are re are and the rail in the th* tha* did i* of pro yot* Ye# keep laughing again. There was, in the | flrst placé, a delicious Irony In the fact that I should learn through him of my grandfather's wishes with re I am not more or less than human, and 1 remembered with joy that once I had thrashed him soundly at the prep school for bullying a smaller boy. but our score from school days' was not without tallies on his side. He ; was easily the better scholar—I grant ! him that; and he was shrewd and plausible. You never quite knew the extent of his powers and resources, and he had, I always m&ntalned, the most amazing good luck,—as witness the fact that John Marshall Glenarm had taken a friendly interest In him. It was wholly like my grandfather, who was a man of many whims, to give his affairs into Pickering's keep ing; and I could not complain, for I had missed my own chance with him. It was. I knew readily enough, part of my punishment for having succeeded so signally in Incurring my grand father's displeasure that he had made •t necessary for me to treat with Arthur Pickering In this matter of the will; and Pickering was enjoying the situation to the full. But there was something not wholly honest In my mirth, fof my conduct during the three preceding years had j keen reprehensible. I had used my spect to myself. Pickering and I had grown up In the same town in Ver mont; we had attended the same pre paratory school, but there had been from boyhood a certain antagonism between us. He had always succeeded where I failed, which is to say, I must admit, that he had succeeded pretty frequently. When I refused to settle down to my profession, but chose to see something of the world first, Pick ering gave himself seriously to the law, and there was, I knew from the beginning, no manner of chance that he would fall. an it in grandfather shabbily. My parents died when I was a child, and fee had cared for me as far back aa my memory ran. He bad suffered me to spend the for tune left by my father without re straint; he had expected much of me, and 1 had grievously disappointed him. It was his hope that I should devote myself to architecture, a profession for which he hod the greatest admira tion, whereas engineerin'! I had Insisted on n apology for my life, and 1 sha iHempt to extenu ate my conduci 'b going abroad at the end of my course at Tech and, making Laurance Donovan's acquaintance, set ting off with him on a career of ad venture. I do not regret though pos sibly it would be more to my credit if I did, the months spent in leisurely following the Danube east of the Iron Gate—Laurance Donovan always with me, while we, urged the villagers and inn-loafers to all manner of sedition, acquitting ourselves so when we came out into the Black sea for further pleasure, Russia did us the honor to keep a spy at our heels. I should like, for my own satisfaction, at least, to set down an account of certain affairs in which we were con cerned at Belgrad, but without Larry's consent I am not at liberty to do so. Nor shall I take time here to describe our travels in Africa, though our study of the Atlas mountain dwarfs won us honorable mention by the British Ethnological Society. These were my yesterdays; but to day I sat in Arthur Pickering's office in the towering Alexis Building, con scious of the muffled roar of Broad way, discussing the terms of my grandfather Glenarm's will with a man whom I disliked as heartily as it is safe for one man to dislike another. Pickering had asked me a question, and I was suddenly aware that his I am nor » # well that, I i\\\ m m s i \ L £ : • m . t Ü Ja <s. % J w w "Well, What Do You Think of It?" I "What do I think of It?" I repeated, "I don't know that it makes any dif ference what I think, but I'll tell you, if you want to know, that I call it in famous, outrageous, that a man should leave a ridiculous will of that sort be hind him. AH the old money-bags who pile up fortunes magnify the im- j portance of their money. aglne that every kindness, every ordl-1 nary courtesy shown them, 1 b merely ; a bid for a slice of the cake. I'm dis- ; appointed in my grandfather. He was a splendid old man, though God knows he had his queer ways. I'll bet a thou sand dollars, if I have so much money In the world, that this scheme is yours, Pickering, and not his. It smacks of your ancient vindictiveness, and John Marshall Glenarm had none of that in his blood. That stipulation about my residence out there is fantastic. 1 don't have to be a lawyer to know that; and no doubt I could broik the will; I've a good notion to try -i, any how." "To be Bure. You can tie up the estate for a half dozen years if you like," he replied coolly. He did not look upon me as likely to become a family,—no long-lost cousin whom I ought to remember?" "No; she was a late acquaintance of your grandfather. He met her through awaited my answer. They tm- j formidable litigant. My staying qual ities had been proved weak long ago, as Pickering knew well enough. "No doubt you would like that," I answered. "But I'm not going to give you the pleasure. I abide by the term of the will. My grandfather was a fine old gentleman. I shan't drag his name through the courts,—not even to please you, Arthur Pickering," I de clared hotly. "The sentiment is worthy of a good man, Glenarm," he rejoined. "But this woman who Is to succeed to my rights,—I don't seem to remem ber her." "It Is not surprising that you never heard of her." "Then she's not a connection of the friend of his— Miss Evans* Sister Theresa. Miss Dever* an old known <*s „ eux is SlaW Theresa's niece. I whistled, f had a dim recollection that during my grandfather's long wid owerhood there were occasional re ports that he was about to marry. The name of Miss Evans had been men tioned in this connection. 1 had heard it spoken of in my family, and not, ^ remembered, with much kindness Later I heard of her joining a Sister hood, and opening a school somewhere in the West. "And Miss Devereux, —is Bbe a• elderly nun, too?" "I don't know how elderly she is but she isn't a nun at present Still she's very much alone in the world and she and Sister Theresa are very intimate." "Pass the will again, Pickering whUe 1 make sure I grasp these divert Sister Theresa isn't th« ing ideas. I mustn't marry is she? It'B th« one other ecclesiastical embroidery artist —the one with the "x" In her name suggesting the algebra of my vanish ing youth." I read aloud this paragraph; "Provided, further, that in event said John Glenarm aforesaid shall the said Marian Devereux, or marry in the event of any promise or con tract of marriage between said per sons within five years from the date of said John Glenarm's acceptance of the provisions of this will, the whole estate shall become the property abso lutely of St. Agatha's School, at An nandale, Wabana county, Indiana, a corporation under the laws of said state." "For a touch of comedy commend to my grandfather! Pickering, you always were a well-meaning fel low,—I'll turn over to you all my right* interest and title in and to these an nu gelic Sisters. Marry! I like the idea? suppose some one will try to marry me for my money. Marriage, Picker» ing, is not embraced in my scheme of life!" "I should hardly call you a marry ing man," he observed, "Perfectly right, my friend! Sister Theresa was considered a possible match for *my grandfather And the other lady with the fascina ting algebraic climax to her name,— she, too, impossible; it seems that 1 In my youth. I'm quite out of It with her can't get the money by marrying her I'd better let her take It. She' poor as the devil, I dare say." "I imagine not. The Evanses are a wealthy family, in spots, and she ought to have some money of her own, her aunt doesn't coax it out Mf her for educational schemes." "And where on the map are these lovely creatures to be found?" "Slater Theresa's school adjoins your preserve; Miss Devereux has. I think, some of your own weakness for travel! Sister Theresa is her nearest rela tive, and she occasionally visits St. Agatha's—that's the school." I suppose they embroider altar cloths together and otherwise labor valiantly • to bring confnsion as upon satan and his cohorts. Just the peo ple to pull the wool over the eyes of my grandfather!" Pickering smiled at my resentment. "You'd better give them .. „ a wide berth; they might catch you In their net Sister Theresa Is said to have quite a winning way. She certainly plucked your grandfather." pectacles, the gentle evo cators of youth and that sort of thing, with a good-natured old man for their prey. None of them for me!" "I rather thought "Nuns In s so," remarked Pickering,—and he pulled his watch from his pocket and turned the «*«w with his heavy fingers. He was short, thickset and sleek, with a square, jaw, hair already thin and a close-clipped mustache. Age, I mentally reflected, was not Improving hhn. CTO BE CONTINUBD.|