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Politicians Go to Church
Tho Scioto Gazette (Chilllcotho)
draws attention to what Is getting to
bo n common practice this spring for
politicians to go to church meetings
on Sunday and mako speeches boost
ing themselves. This is a continental
Sractico which herotoforo was con
ned to tho Socialists in Amorica.
Gov. Cox introduced tho practice in his
own party.
DISCOURTESY.
"I don't think your father feels
very kindly toward me," Baid Mr.
Staylato.
"You misjudge him. The morning
after you called on mo he seemed
quite worried for fear I had not treat
ed you with proper courtesy."
"Indeed I What did he say?"
"He asked me how I could be so
rude as to let you go away without
your breakfast."
THE MARRIAGE OF
Capt. Kettle
A ROMANCE OF
THE SEA
1Y G. J, CUTCLIFFE HYNE
frill. 19tt Tk. lobfct-Matrlll Ctmnr
Tho carpenter rapped smartly at
tho door, opened it, and waited to
bo spoken to.
"Yes?" said Captain Kettle.
"I've sounded the Towers in every
hold, sir. She's tight everywhere.
Bo are all the compartments of the
double bottom that I could get at."
"Very good," Bald Kettle, and the
carpenter went out. "And what's
your Idea of her engines, Mae?"
"Weel, I have no' had time to take
a turn out of them, and there's no
denying that outwardly they're dis
graceful. Any engines with sea water
on them and three months' neglect
would be that. But with three days'
labor, and some good nursing, I
don't see they would be any worse
than many of the marine engines
that are now earning deevidends all
over the seas. Gosh! there's that
noisy-minded steward ringing the
thing he call a gong for supper. It
would mean a bath at least for mo
If I was to come down, so with leave
I'll stay in comfort as I am, and
have a snack on deck. And so, Cap
tain, as I Bee you're aching to beauti
fy yourself, I'll leave ye."
They had their after-dinner coffee
out on deck under the wonderful
African stars, and Captain Kettle
found himself seated apart from the
other men, hut near Miss Violet
Chesterman by that lady's skilful
management. Her face waB white
and rather drawn, and there were
heavy shadows under her eyes, all
things that wero easily accounted
for by the recent distressing ex
periences she had undergone. .
She talked composedly over recent
events her own departure from the
Wangaroo, which sho frankly stig
matized as foolish, the arrival at
the fortress, and her unexpected
treatment thero.
"I believe' Sldl Bergash really be
lieved I would marry him, though
to give Rim his duo he never did
put It In so many words. But thero
Is no doubt that both my brother
and I wero in extreme danger, and
the way you got us out of his
clutches Is a thing that never can
bo, properly rewarded."
And she said more, much more, In
tho same strain. It was flattering,
it was fluent, yet somehow without
being able to find out any definite
cause of offense, Kettle found that it
all in a yaguo way Jarred on him.
But at last with a flash it dawned
on him. Thero was a taint of pa
tronage over this talk tonight. It
was intended he should grasp that
indiscretions in tho past were in
discretions, and that she was tho
great lady, and he tho hired mariner.
All Captain Kettle's rebellious na
turo leaped Into arms at the dis
covery and as promptly became
limp and submissive. Sho hnd made
a mistake; ho had made a mistake;
and if this was her way of putting
things straight, ho ought not to bo
the one to complain.
"And now," said Bho, "I must
speak tO( you on a moro intimate
matter, and that is about your at
tache nt to my mal to Emily. My
eyes have told mo what your feel
ings are In the matter, and both my
brother and I wish to see you com
fortably settled down. So wo have
thought out what seems to ub a
suitable wedding present, and my
brother ah, hero's Georgo!"
"Yes, old girl! Having a talk with
the skipper? Did yau tell him our
llttlo scheme?"
"I loft it to you."
"Well, Hnptaln, it's this. In a
moment of stress I told you I'd give
everything I possesFod In tho world
to bo cnrrled Bifoly back on board
hero, and as you're the man who's
done the mnglo trick, you are natur
ally entitled to tho pay. Of course
when it comps to tho point I'm go
ing to toll you 1 didn't really mean
what I said, and nil the rest of it,
nnd bo will you kindly waive the
whole claim, and accept tho Norman
Towors, as sho stands, In settle
ment ?"
Captain Kottlo Bwallowcd hard. "I
couldn't, sir, I really couldn't. I do
npprcclnto your splendid genoroBlty,
but this Is beyond nil roason. Eight
and a half por cent, is what you
promised mo and that I'll tako in all
gratitudo. But tho whole; I couldn't.
Why, ship and cargo together aro
worth two hundred thousand pounds."
Tho big mnn put his hands in the
pockets of his looso shooting-coat,
and mndo a mocking bow. "If I
vnluo my only sister at ono hundred
fifty thousand pounds, which really
Booms an lmportlnontly low figure,
that only loaves fifty thousand pounds
for myself, and In JubUco to my
constituents I couldn't put It at less.
But, Skipper, I profer not to look
on it in that light. I owo you a
tremondous dobt of gratitudo that I
can never repay. You are, I trust,
going to marry MIsb Dubbs, who is
a girl I have a great liking for, and
it will give mo real pleasure If you
will accopt from my sister and my
solf a wedding present which will,
wo believe, provldo for you com
fortnbly. You'll find papers In this
envelope which will form an effi
cient transfer of tho Btenmor from
myself as full owner to you.
And now, Violet, you're dead tired,
and so am, I. You'd much bettor' go
below and turn in. That's what I
am going to do myself. We'll Bee
Captain Kettle at breakfast tomor
row morning."
An hour later Mr. Forster, the el
dorly second mate, knocked at tho
chart-houso door and said:
"There's a ship's life-boat rowing
in hero from the entrance of the la
goon. She's manned by white men.
The moonlight shows them clearly."
"Callers at this time of night?"
said Captain Kottlo lightly, but
within him he was conscious of a
queer sinking feeling, and, as ho
confessed afterward, a premonition
of disaster. But to his officer he
added In his usual brisk tones:
"Very good. You needn't report
again unlesB they seem to want help,
or till they come up alongside. Keep
a bright lookout."
CHAPTER XXV.
The Surviving Famish.
E'Lti have to be married In
Church of England," said
the little sailor, "because
that's tho tightest way of
getting the splice made, but after
you're Mrs. Kettle, I take it there'll
be no more church for us. Miss
Dubbs, dear."
"I suppose not. Captain darling, if
you wish it," said that flno young
woman rather wistfully. "But with
this splendid fortune you've got, we
could afford it, and there's no doubt
about where the best people go to."
Some one knocked at tho door.
"Yes, what Is It? Come in," said
Kettle. Tho old second mate ap
peared: "It's that boat. She's alongside,
and at the foot of the ladder. There's
a party steering that looks like Noah,
and as far as I can understand bis
jibber, he says the Norman Towers
is his. Am I to let him and his peo
ple on deck? They're the raggedeBt
looking crew of beach-combers I ever
saw in all my going a-flshing. There's
ono of them seems to have gone
clean loony. He's playing on the
penny whistle. Spanish Ladles the
tune is. He looks as pleased as if
It was Saturday night and he was
sitting on his own forecastle head."
Captain Kettle sighed heavily.
"Miss Dubbs, dear, I've a bad feel
ing we've made those plans of ours
too soon."
"So have I. I feel as If pa, or an
angel or somebody has only to utter
a spell like 'Time, uentlomen, please,'
and we'd all wake up, and tho money
would be back In Sir George's pocket
where it rightly belongs." Sho
pressed the little sailor tightly to her
ample bosom. "But sleeping or
waking I've got you. You're real."
"I hopo so," said Kettle miserably.
"And now, my dear, If you'll excuse
me, I must go."
Already tho boat's crew had ship
ped their oars and made fast their
painter, and the helmsman, a blowsy
old man with untrimmed hair and
burst carpet slippers, had swung him
self heavily on tho ladder, and was
plodding up the side. His shoulders
were humped with failure. The
young successful shipmaster met him
at the head of the' gangway.
"Come on board, my man, and let's
see what wo can do for you. I sup
pose it goes without saying you've
mot misfortune."
"Aye, you may call it that, Mr.
Kettle, mo man, or beg pardon, Cap
tain Kottlo as I see you aro now by
tho stripes on your cuff, Terrible
smart follows for uniform, all you
young officers nowadays."
"Who aro you? By James, If
poor old Captain Farnlsh weren't
drowned and dead, I should say
Hero, man, Just stop over into tho
light."
The newcomer dried moist eyes
with tlfo back of his hand and laugh
ed wearily. "It's a great mistake a
man not being drowned when drown
ed he's reported to be. Wo'vo found
Hint half a score of times when
wo'vo put in at places whore there
was a consul and tried to raise a
loan to victual tho boat. 'I want to
draw on my owners for a pound,' I'd
cay, 'to buy biscuit and a can of
beef,' I'd toll him, and tho consul
would prove to mo from Lloyds' ro
ports that old Captain Saturday Far
nlsh vVas drowned along with all
hands that Bailed on tho Norman
Towers, and then he'd pump out un
pleasant talk about swindlers and
confldenco mon boforo nil tho loafers
In tho olllco till I'd bo fit to dlo of
Bbamo. Oh, I toll you, Captain Kot
tlo, mo man, tho llfo of a shipmaster
when ho's allvo is a dog's llfo, but
when ho'a officially supposed to bo
flead It's plain boll."
Captain Kottlo's mind flashed
across to that comfortablo woman
In tho bursting Batlns who livod in
Mersoysldo Torraco, Birkenhead. "And
you'vo never roportcd that you wero
dllvo?"
"I novor had tho hoart to any tho
word, or a postage Btatnp to send it
with."
"Then mothor will havo drawn
your insurance?"
"Thero is nono, Owen, mo man.
Thoro's not a penny to draw. I got
a bit irregular about my paymonts,
boing forgetful, owing to attacks of
malaria, and tho insurance has lnp
led. It'll havo been workhouBO for
tho old woman and tho girls, unless
he's got a bit of washing, or unless
tho Arm's done something for them,
which isn't likely." He rubbed his
Bea-chappod hands together, and snif
fed hungrily. ''There's a rnro tasty
smell coming from below somewhere.
MuBt bo cooky's putting up a bit of
a Bnack for the steward and himself
before they turn in.- D'you know,
Owen, mo man, an onion's a fruit I
haven't touched for six months, and
for that matter I haven't seen meat
half a dozen times."
"Como away below, Captain. Mr.
Forster, send the boat's crew for
ward, and see them well attended
to and fed, and serve them out a
good stiff tot of grog. Come away,
below, Captain, at once."
Tho shnggy man sat at the end of
tho saloon table eating steadily, eat
ing as man only can eat after he
has lived for months on the edgo of
Btarvatlon, and MIsb Dubbs and Cap
tain Kettle leaned elbows on tho
tablo on either side of him, and star
ed gloomily at ono another and at
him. Conversation came disjolntedly,
and between mouthfuls.
It appeared that when cargo shift
ed in the gale six months ago, and
the Norman Towers lay helpless on
her beam ends with the wind howl
ing over her, Captain Farnlsh de
cided that she would sink, but made
up his mind to go down with her
after the manner approved by his
tribe. He was "old and useless,"
Ho would "never get another ship."
He would be "far better off comfort
ably drowned." Thero were institu
tions which "would help tho widow I
of a shipmaster lost at sea," while
"no institution on earth except the
workhouse would assist the wife of
a disrated, out-of-work sea-captain."
But certain of the hands impelled
thereto by the musically-minded car
penter lugged him with them into
the boat and once there his old trick
of seamanship saved tho lot of them.
"We old shellbacks can handle
open boats in heavy weather in a
way that would surprise you brass
bound swells of the newer school,
Owen, mo man." They, too, sekv the
Norman Towers, instead of turning
turtle, shake her cargo amidships
again, and blow off before the gale,
and Farnlsh tried desperately to fol
low, but lost her In the driving sea
smoke. But he was then and later
bitten with the theory that sho was
either afloat somewhere, blowing
about tho seas, or neatly ashore and
offering her cargo for salvage.
Thereafter hiB wanderings wero
worthy of Homeric verse. He was
old, he was not too competent, he
had no particular charm that I ever
saw to attract men to him. Ho had
neither money nor credit with which
to buy provisions. Why the crew
stuck by him is one of those things
that seem to be in the teeth of all
reason. Ono can only conclude that
for some obscure reason they must
have loved the old man, and for that
and no other possible cause they
stuck to him.
It must have been the most hope
less kind of chase. He was Ignor
ant about the mora modern niceties
of currents, unsound on his trade
winds, hopelessly out of date on the
theory of storms. His dull rule of
thumb science could not ever form
a theory as to where they had drift
ed to. But from somo obscure prick
ing of the thumbs he had faith that
she was either afloat, or neatly cast
ashore, but, at any rate, waiting for
him.
"I knew I should hit upon the old
girl at last if only I could Induce
the hands to keep on long enough,"
Bald Captain Saturday Farnlsh. "Did
you happen to find my old pipe In
the chart house by any chance, or
had the niggers scoffed It? Chips
lugged me away In such a hurry I
hndn't time to slip It Into my pock
et. I should hate to lose that pipe.
It's the ono mother gave me the
year I earned all my bonus."
"I have It In my own chart-room,
on top. Thero was mother's photo,
too. I took that also."
Captain Kettle swallowed hard,
Mention of that unclean meerschaum
always upset him.
"You're a gopd lad, Owen, mo man,
and I'm glad it's you that's met with
luck. You're young nnd you'vo all
tho world before you, and now you
needn't work. J'm old, nnd I'm out
of date, and nobody wants mo. Eh,
well, I wonder whon I shall on,'
onions and tinned salmon again?
Novor, probably,"
"Tomorrow, if you like," said Cap
tain Kottlo,
"That's very good of you, Owen,
mo man. I suppose you'll glvo mo
a passago homo. You'll find I'll not
Intrude, I am real glnd that It's you
that's picked up the old ToworB, and
made a fortune out of her, and
and"
"And ruined you."
"Well, you didn't sot out to do it,
and don't think I bear you maiico,
though if it had been any ono else
I should havo boon fit to tear his
throat out. It's not for mysolt I
caro. It's poor mothor I'm thinking
about Sho'B boon tho best possible
wife to mo. I I did look forward
to lotting her havo tho balance of
nor dayB in comfort." Tho old mnn's
unkempt gray beard dropped do
leotodly on his chest.
Tho stoward camo up to Captain
Kottlo with a respectful whisper.
"I'vo made ready for tho captain tho
room tho African ladles had, sir,
trusting that's your wish."
"Very good." Kottlo put a hand
on his guest's shoulder, and shok
him gently. "I think you had bettor
turn in."
"Qui" rl' my dear, qui' rl, mother.
Had a mos' Important business meet
ing t' attend. You may put down
that Malacca in tho hnt-stand. Really
no offense, oV lady, though unsuc
cestui I'm sorry to say. Future en
tirely hopelesB. Help mo to bed,
mothor."
"Hero, let mo help," Bald Miss
Dubbs, with suspiciously shining
eyes. "No, don't you bother, stew
ard. Tho cnptaln nnd I can man
ago." Once moro they wero in the chart
house, sitting side by side on tho
settee. MIbs Dubbs stole out a sym
pathetic hand, and gripped the Cap
tain's fingers. "It's been very hard
for him, poor old man, but wo have
to face these unfortunates."
"Yes," said Kettle, and drew his
hand away.
"I suppose you'd like to do some
thing for him?"
"Yes," said Kettle, and rested his
torpedo board in tho heel of his fist.
"It would be a charity if you did."
"No," said tho little sailor, and
itood briskly to his feet. "Miss," he
said, "it'll he hare for you to un
derstand, but that man's my old sea
daddy. His wife was all tho mothei
I ever know. Tho pair of them
brought me up, and a hard enough
pinch it must have been, but when
thero wasn't enough to go round,
they were the ones that went with
out. That happened moro than once.
There were times when employment
was scarce, and they were nipped,
miss, badly nipped; buffhero was al
ways tucker for me, and clothes, and
school-pence, and that's what I'm re
membering now. When first I came
to sea, Mrs. Famish I used to call
her mother, y' know, miss-'-she said,
'You'll look after the old man, Owen,'
and I said I would, and I've just got
to. You see, miss, she was all the
mother I've ever known, and anyway,
I nover went back on my word. I
couldn't throw charity to Captain
Farnlsh, Miss Dubbs. He's got to
have his ship back, with all that's In
her in the way of cargo, just as sho
was given to mo by Sir George. And
now, Miss Dubbs, dear, I know what
you think, and you can say It pres
ently. I know In my present state
I'm no man for a splendid lady like
you to marry, and so I Want you
please to consider our engagement
at an end."
"You throw me off, do you, Cap
tain?" "If you put it that way."
"Then look here, young man, I'll
sue you for breach of promiso If you
do as sure as my name's Miss Dubbs.
After all the trouble I've had to get
the man I wanted, I don't lose him
like that",
"I'm just a pauper, and I don't
think I'll ever be anything more. It
will be work for mine all the days
of my natural."
"Which Is precisely what I looked
forward to when I first permitted
you to pay me attention at tho
Mason's Arms. I didn't mistake you
for a bank manager in disguise, al
though you may have thought so."
The sailor clapped an enthusiastic
arm round tho lady's waist. "Miss
Dubbs, my dearest, how splendid you
aro!"
I "So that's all right," was her mur
mured retort. "You're mine, Captain,
till death us do part, and don't you
forget it. But it will bo an upset
for Sir George's plans."
"If you don't mind, we'll not tell
Sir George. He doesn't know Cap,
tain Farnlsh, you see, and I should
hate to have him think I was well,
you know what I mean. Time enough
to transfer to the old man when we
get home and the ore's realized on
and tho Norman Towers is sold,-
It's By James, how dare you poke
your un"leasant head in at my port
hole, McTodd?"
"Threo o'clock in the morning ant'
tho skipper courting his girrl. 'Oh
silver moon nnd Afric's stars, you've
much to answer for.' G, It. Tenny
son wrote that, and I aye thought it
ono of his finest poems. Man, but
flirrting llko this is a terrible ex
ample to some of the ship's com
pany. Mo, for Instance."
"We'ro engaged," snapped Kettle
Mr. McTodd rubbed his chin, and
Bhut one oyo. "Aro yo tolling me
that ns news?"
"It's tho latest."
"Oh, vara humorous," said McTodd,
"Pulr young things, they've just dis
covered what this Bma' worrld of a
ship-board kenned since tho day wo
first left Las Palmas. Miss, I kiss
my hand to yo, and after I'vo been
below to drink your health out of
the chief engineer's whisky bottlo
which Is under his bunk, I'll go to
my chest, and see if I canna' find
a suitable woddlnir present. But
! what I camo to tell Is this. That
bluo-oyed saint has bwuiir off to thr
shore. Do yo think thnt man'r
straight, or Just an African? And
whon is ho going to tako delivery
of those Winchester rlflos h '-- !
ready paid for?"
'THE END.
UMBRELLA HOLDER.
Leaves Both Hands Free to Attend
to Other Things.
Ono of tho things that has holped-
tho popularity of tho raincoat is tho
universal objection to carrying an urn-
Handy for Letter Carrier,
brellu. Indeed, people in somo oc
cupations find It impossible to carry
umbrellas, nnd they will rejoico in the
supporter designed by an Indiana i
man. Particularly will letter carriers
find it a convenience, as It will hold
an umbrella ovor their heads and
leave both hands free to get mail from
their bag and ring tho doorbell. Tho
holder 1b attached to the user's coat
and has a groove In It and hooks to ,
engage whatever entors the grooves.
Tno handle or the umureun is piaceu
In the groove and clamped fast, hold
lng the rain protector firmly above the
owner's head. If the rain stops the
umbrella can be closed and carried
in the holder ferrule down, thus pre
venting it from being an encumbrance
even then. Any person who has
bundles to carry would find ono of
these devices useful.
Artificial Lace.
Mechanism and chemistry combined'
have furnished Franco with a new
product artificial lace. The general
public has heard llttlo about it, but
the lace manufacturers of Lyons,
Calais and Caudry have for some time
past been much perturbed over this
unexpected competition to which they
will have to submit.
Artificial lace Is in effect a manu
facture of a very simple nature, says
tho Daily Consular and Trade Reports.
There is no weaving employed In Its
production. The machine consists in
its essential parts of a receptacle con
taining a cupro-ammonlncal solution
of cellulose, a metallic cylinder upon
which Is engraved the negative of the
design and a coagulation vat,
A rotary motion Is given to the
cylinder, ovor which flows the solution
which, entering the interstices of the
engraved pattern, fixes itself Immedi
ately In the coagulatlvo liquid, out of
which emerges the texture ready to be
dyed and dressed.
, Artificial lace has a beautiful ap
pearance. It Is homogeneous and un
alterable; will wear better, and Is
less combustible than ordinary laco.
Water does not affect It. And desired
pattern can be obtained by engraving
a new cylinder.
Starts Kitchen Fire.
An automatic device for lighting the
fire in tho kitchen range beforo any
one comes downstairs has been in
vented by an Indiana man. On a sup
port running out from tho bottom of
the stove an arm, holding a bunch of
matches In an end, Is set up so that
the matches are held close to tho
pt-per under. the kindling, the door of
the stove being open. A trigger ar
rangement sets the matches afire and
they in turn Ignite the kindling, and
by that time tho apparatus has run
down so that the match-holding arm
1b sprung back out of the way and the
stove door closes automatically. This
leaves the fire burning merrily with
the proper draught on So that by the
time the cook or housewife arrives In
the kitchen the range will bo read;
NI I I I ! 1
wifd
Operated by Alarm Clock,
for use, theroby saving so much time.
Tho , whole device is operated by
means of an alarm clock, which can
bo sot to start the flro at any hour
desired.
Few Personal Cablegrams.
Only 1 per cent, of the cablegrams
sent over-seas are concerned with
family or prlvato matters. The rest'
are commercial, journalistic or official,
fi
From Leathoip to Boots, v-'
A piece of leather can now be
transformed into a pair of boots in 34
minutes, passing through the hands
of 63 people and through 15 machines.
, v- ' -Writ
POVERTY NO EXCUSE
FOR DISLOYAL WIFE
"When poverty como In at tho door,
Lovo goes out by tho window."
SO runs the old quotation and It
truth is oxompllfled almost ovory
day In tho records of tho divorce
courtB of any city, or in tho pleas of
"non-support" entered by wives who
aro living with their pnrcnts bocaua
thoy say that their husbands cannot
support thorn as thoy aro accustomod.
to live.
Now, however, Justico Nowburgor '
of New York has como out boldly and,
declared that tho wlfo who leave
her husband when ho is poor has no
right to seek legal freedom or sup
port from him, that poverty is no
ground for complaint of any kind, and
that It is tho wife's placo to help her
husband and not to loavo him.
The decision of tho justice 19 ap
plauded by scores of men and women
both, and is really a plea to tho wo
men of today to put tho thought of.
"homo" boforo tho question of them
selves. To keep together a home should bo,
according to these- men and woinerv
of greater Importance than any per
sonal comfort, and tho woman who
has the real homo instinct, whoso
unselflshness Is worthy of note, is she
who sacrifices herself for the sake or
others, and If necessary goes out into
the world and adds her earnings tet
her husband's rather than lose the.
house where they havo brought their
mutual lares and penatos.
After all, what has a man's Income
to do with a wlfo's loyalty?
Why should she feel herself bound
to stay with him, to love and honor
him, only so long as hie Income U
such that she may live on it in com
fort? Sho does not stipulate any such,
thing when she marries, does shof
Yet half of the wrecked homes are
brought about because the wife con
stantly broods about having to work,
so hard.
Because sho allows self pity to creep,
up into her heart to make the dish
washing and the dally tasks doubly
hard, becauso sho reproaches the
harassed man with the cry that "she
didn't liave to do such things at
home," and so strikes the noto that,
makes their house, or their apart
ment, merely a transient place and
sets up her parents' home as tho real
"home."
To the woman wortb while pov
erty is the transient thing. Sho will
always look forward to better days,,
and will make her husband feel that
he is going to succeed, but even if
he doesn't at first she will do her best,
and so spur him on with the courage
born of lovo that ho will in time
succeed and the shadow of want be
lifted.
For poverty is no excuse for dis
loyalty, and the woman who leaves
her husband to seek shelter with her
parents, even though she keeps up a
semblance of affection for him, is
really disloyal, for tho wife's placo I
to mako a homo for her husband, no
matter what his circumstances.
Don't you think so?
Chocolate Pudding
The materials required for this de
licious chocolate pudding are one-half
cupful of butter, one cupful each of
sugar and milk, two eggs, well beaten,
two spoonfuls of baking powder sifted
with two cupfuls of flour. It should bo
about the stiffness of pound cake, and
may require a little more flour, as the
different brands vary In their thick
ening qualities. Dissolve one-half
cake, of chocolate over tho teakettle,
mix Bu togethor, pour into a mold and
steam for two hours.
Sauce for the chocolate pudding
Beat together one whole egg and two
yolks, adding one-half cupful of sugar,
a pinch of salt and a half cupful of any
preferred fruit Juice; cook in a double
boiler, stirring constantly until
o reamed.
When cold add a teaepoonful of
lemon juico and a half cupful of
whipped cream and set on tho ice until
ready to serve.
Breast of Veal Stuffed
Obtain a breast of veal, boned and
opened; fill the, breast' loosoly with a.
good bread stuffing, sow up the open
end and braise in a pan with vege
tables, as for roasting only keep your
pan covered; cook well dono and mako
sauce in pan as for roast beef.
Ribbon flowers aro both fashionable
and beautiful. Th0 rosebud spray la
very pretty. Cut bias strips throe in
ches, wide of chiffon or any soft sa
tin fabric; satin is the host. Make
a fold whloh will be one and a half
Inches wldo. Fasten thread and start
winding around and around. Keep
tho fold tight in the center and loose
on the outside until you havo your
roso of tho desired size. For hair
wreaths, which are so pretty, attach
green roso foliage, whldn can bo
bought for a small amount. Forget-me-nots
aro made by cutting narrow
bluo ribbon into five Inch lengths;
make a. tight knot in tho center of
each length, using a llttlo yellow for
center. Either of these flowers aro
very pretty on children's lints.
Self-pulling corkscrews coet 25, 40
and SO cents. As these aro screwed
down into tho cork a round lead con
trivance fits the top" of the' bottlo and
the cork comes out of itself.
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