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THE ROCK ISLAND ARGUS. MONDAY. NOVEMBER 18, 1912.
f THE ARGUS. Publlhei Dellr t 1C14 Kecon ev "sue. Reck Island, nL (Entered at tbe -post dice as second-class matter.) ark flmm Member f be A BY THE J. W. POTTER CO. TERMS Tea cent per wwfc by ear ner. In Rock Wand. Complaint of delivery service should be made to the circulation department. ; which snouM alio b notified In every Instance where It la aeatred to hare paper discontinued, aa carrlcn have bo authority In the premise. All eomrannlcattons of arartimentatrve character, politics , or rellg-loua. muat bare real name attached tar public, tlon. No eucfc articles win be prlcted ' ever fictitious slrcatures. Telephones In all df partrnentu: Con tral Union. 'eet 145. 1141 and tlU: 'Union Electric. (145. tTJ R APE S ffiTj C OUH C I L 2 Monday, November 18, 1912. How long can Constantinople? Shouting "liar" has lost its efficacy as a vote-getter. China threatens to make chop suey of Russians. Rut what of those whis kers? No wonder the "sick man of Europe' got sick. Consider those Turkish clgarets. Toasuma and raccoons are ripe. So are quail and rabbits and the houn' dawg is in his glory. MedlU MoC'ormlck sayB Roosevelt ' alll run again In 1916. Yes in 1916 1920 and every four years thereafter. ILbegins to look as though on Thanksgiving day, next year, Europe - will have to get along without Turkey. There ha been a lot of talk that the republican party is dead. As yet we have failed to notice a decent obit uary notices The beautiful and inspiring play, "The Light, Eternal" Is said to be on the road with a cheap company. If It la so. It is a crime. The New York police are worried over the finding of a murdered man In a bathtub. Evidently the gunmen are neglecting their business. Chafing iht-lies have been found in the ruins of I'ompeii. Now we know why tho people of that city failed to be alarmed by volcanic upheavals. Isn't it strange that there are always A shortage of turkeys Jiist before Thanksgiving day? The annual "bul"' story has made lta appearance but by the time the great national bollJay rolls around the 1912 turkey crop will undoubtedly prove as equal to the occasion as ever. Jack fghter Johnson, aud now champion prize indicted criminal. has done more to bring the ratUme tt Int.. , t ,.t I i . i. v& .uu inw luui ,ju,B 4 imLBUri 1 J into disrepute than all the reformers of the nation could accomplish. A sport In which the principals are of low mora' character cannot receive the support of moral men. William Allen White's faith in straw votes seems to have been rudely tbak n. 'From the way the straw voter has ducked and faded," he says, "it would seem tbut all the bull moosers were riding up and down on the trains running to ftraw votes, as to fires,' and, he adds: "They made more noise than a runaway in ilk wagon." Hog cholera has cost the state of Illinois something like f 15.0uO,'jO, jet this great Kate is so rich that this huge figure is a mere bagatelle compared with the total of its agri cultural wtalth. Everybody in the state, of course, helps to pay the defi- cit. While the commonwealth may not mlis it, it seems that the Item is of suffh lent Importance to spur scien tists and exjHrts 'o special efforts in rombating the dib.e. T1IK t'ANXKl) t;oolS. After Jan. 1. the housewife must be content to serve gray green canned pea instead of the gras green French kind. From that date, all canned products co.ored with copper salt, said to be unwholegome, will be pruhlblled from sale by order of James Wilson, secretary of agricul ture. He says no canned peas can be grass gTtt that, are not colored artifl rlally. Tbe ute of copper salts has sever boen practiced by American packers. Because the action of the secretary of agriculture is a diaect blow at the French product not only tn peas, but in other vegetables and trtlitm n ne-A hv Frctni-'h miLdri Ihft! French are advocating an internation tl standard, to be set by an interna tional conference. Such a conference doubtless wou'd result in the products colored with copper salts being admitted into all rountrics. NOW FOlt THE INCOME TAX. The votes of only two more state legislatures are ncedod for ratification of the income tax amendment. The Joint resolution of congress providing lor tea amendment w as passed by con - in Juiy. Alabama alone of all the states that yar endorsed the amendment. In 1910 seven sta'es took approving action, as follows: Georgia, Illinois. Kentucky, Maryland, Missis-1 slppi, Oklahoma and South Carolina. The following years 23 additional state legislatures ratified the amend ment. They were: Nebraska, Arkan sas, Colorado, California, Idaho, Iowa, Indiana, Kansas, Maine, Michigan, Missouri, Montana. New York, Nevada, North Carolina, North Dakota, Ohio. Oregon, South Dakota, Tennessee, Tex as. Wisconsin and Washington. During 1912 Arizona and Louisiana have passed ratifying resolutions, leav ing two states yet to act approvingly before the necessary two-thirds major ity is secured. New York has with drawn her ratification, but she has doubtful right to do this. Even if she should insist upon her assumed right. the matter likely will not be brought to issue, since there probably will be states enough without her. The ratification of the amendment by the necessary two-thirds of the states before March 4th, next, would enable the democrats to take Into ac count the revenue to result from the tax tn determining the rates of duty on imports, and make the latter low er than otherwise would be consist ent with the revenue needs of govern ment. MADE HER HUSBAND QUIT WORK. Mrs. Antonio Girsch of Chicago is a wise woman; a noble one would be nearer the truth. She has put a plank ; In the equal-rights-to-all platform which commends itself at once, to mankind and will be met with hearty endorse j ment by all fond wives. Mrs. Girsch doesn't care to vote. ! She has no desire to march In parades, in mild agitation, or break windows and fire houses and harry law-makers according to the accepted type of ag- greeslon. All she wants is to have equal privileges with any husband who swears to love and support his wife. She la Just overflowing with affec tion but she could not have the pleas- ,,re "bowing It In a practical way ny giving ner nuDana a nie oi glori ous leisure. He Insisted upon work' ing when she wanted him to stop and so she flew to a court, the other day. to have a Chicago Solomon pass Judg ment on her plea. She wanted Anton io, her spouse, adjudged a legal loafer and then committed to her custody for life. "I promise to love and cherish and support Antonio," Bald Mrs. Girsch to th court, "If he will only stop work in?. I am wealthy, and Antonio spends all of the money he earns frequenting cafes and running around with a live ly crowd. "He makes life unbearable at home. When not working, and staying at home, he Is the best husband in the world. I want to take care of him, and I want you to make him promise to stop working." That Is Just what the Judge ordered. Joking aside, the Chicago Jurist Is a shrewd Judge of human nature and he did the proper thing. And one can rest assured that when a little woman with a hulking husband who makes her support him by taking in washing, comes before him he will put the husband away where work is hard and plentiful. The Field of Literature Douglas: A Romance of Two Hernia- pheres. By Hiram W. Haves. Synop- I sis: On the night following the erup tion of the volcano of Mt. Pelee, Doug las, who is a newspaper correspondent of wide prouuiLieuce, enters the office j of tbe Herald to offer an lllustarted ax I ticle on Martiulque. ! The assistant managing editor finds him reading an account of tbe disas , ter iu an afternoon edition. "Terrible, isn't It?" asked Douglaa. I "Worst since Pompeii," was the re- ! ,.K. "Suppose you had been there?" ask ed Douglas; "where would you be now ?" "I don't know," "do vim ?'' replied the editor; '"So; but I must," was Douglas' re ply. This question and answer is the theme of the story; and it is Quickly developed that Douglas' inability to answer, to his own satisfaction, the jquewion as to bis future state, has so i filled htm w ith a haunting fear of death that he has pluLged Into all sorts of excesses in a fruitless endeavor to for get. It Is while in this morbid condi tion of mind that he meets the editor, w ho tells the story. Several incidents of Douglas' news paper life constitute the opening chap- ' tors. Illustrating his fear. Then the ; scene shifts to Persia, where Dons-Iaa ! anu his biographer are taken by Ahab Kedar Kahn to write a book for the ' Persian government, ! , In rsl thJr mt w5tn omethrIU- ug u ventures on me desert or Daebt- jl Kavir in rescuing Zelda, the daugh- ter of an emir, from a band of robbers, i Zelda's mother was a Persian, and ahe i is a fire-worshiper. There is Just a ; touch of Lalla Rookh in this part of J the book that makes it most fascinat ing. i In this adventure, Douglas is render 1 ed unconscious in a skirmish with the robbers. He lays for days in this con dition until aroused and placed on the road to health through the ministra tions of Airs. Campbell, a Christian, who believes in the gospel of works as well as of words. It is through Mrs. Campbell's ministrations that Douglas is also given the first suggestion as to a possible answer to his great ques tion about the future. Returning to the United States, Dou glas seta about finding out the real ! science of being. He goes to man j churches and talks to many preachers. j Tnwl encounters Hester Gordon, j " uom ne baa known as a niece of his ! nouse Beeper. ' Hester has moved to an eastern city j an1 ia finishing her musical education, the same time working out the C trVi rtiai t i i i 1 , ' It is generally conceded that there are few diseases in which diet does not play a much more Important part than medicines. Almost the first ques tion asked by a physician when called to see a patient is, "What do you eat?" The food question Is of primary con sideration. No doubt by far the larg est share of 1U health comes from un suitable food, eating too much, too fast, also malnutrition. If this be true, then foods right foods in greater or smaller quantities, as the case may be, will do much toward the recovery of the one who Is ill; it must, however, be nutritious, daintily cooked and at tractlvely served. Dietetics Is a profession and is bo recognised; and we can only offer In a general way foods for the Invalid. The progressive physician today Is cap able of prescribing the kind and amount of food, and the Intervals at which it la to be given. Even he' finds it difficult to recognize what fluids are classed as foods and which as bever ages. The patient's food la usually divided Into three kinds: fluids, semlflulds and convalescence. The first consists of milk, sipped slowly, and sometimes, if not easily digested by the patient, diluted with water, one part to two parts milk. Meat broths, easily and quickly made from capsules purchased at the grocer's, containing not extracts of beef but the real beef Juice itself. Oyster and clam broths and raw eggs In various forms. The second or semi fluid would include those classes as fluid, with the addition of gruels, broth with xereals cooked in them. Cocoa very carefully cooked, eggs, soft toast, gelatine desserts and custards, while the convalescent stage Includes fluid and semi-fluid with 'all nutritious and easily digested foods. Great care be ing exercised in not over eating. Everything depends upon the dis ease from which the patient is recov ering. For Instance, in a case of ty phoid fever, buttermilk and koumiss, owing to their lactic acid content, have a decidedly antiseptic effect in the Intestines and for this reason are es pecially effective in such cases. Never ask a sick patient what they would like to eat Little surprises are much better. If the food cannot be varied at the time, the manner of pre paring and serving can. It can never be served in too tempting a manner. Tn tA flfat nlapp navA tha n.tfAflt u in .....i. f.c.'u ua.. mw-u i comfortable to receive the tray, and this should be one which does not I AN AFTER VIEW (Peoria Star.). Mr. Roosevelt unfortunately was swept off his feet by the noise of his adherents. He began to pose, to play to the galleries, to strive for dramatic effect, and finding that his listeners applauded fervid declamations and vio lent speeches, he began to yield more and more to the pressure and to ap peal more and more to the passions of the mob. Vehement denunciation be came the burden of bis song. He problem of finances of daily supply. She takes Douglas in hand and sets him doing something for somebody. The somebody is Professor Barker, a misanthrope. In rescuing Professor Barker from his fear that every man is his enemy, Douglas Is freed from his fear of God, whom he has heretofore regarded as a stern judge, instead of ever-present Love. While he Is engaged in his good work with Professor Barker a work which involves him in an encounter with a couple of desperate criminals Mrs. Campbell returns to the United States, I accompanied by Zelda, whom she has adopted. Having been freed from ber superstition of the fire-worshipers through the Christian teaching of Mrs. Campbell. Zelda has acquired a wonderfully clear understanding of the scriptures; and It is she who, in her simple way, finally rescues Doug las from his bondage to the fear of death, as he bad freed her from bond age to the robbers. Douglaa is a most fascinating story, graphically told in excellent English, Land with the same pronounced literary style that has made Mr. Hayes' books such great sellers during the past few years. Aside from the religious senti ment, there runs through it all a love story of such sweetness and purity as gives It the greatest heart interest. (The Howerton Press, Washington, D. C. Cloth, $1.25. The New Volume of the Century. The Century magazine, whose new year began with the November num ber, now on sale, will during the com ing year contain many features of interest to women. The discussion of "The Fraternity Idea, Among College Women," an investigation undertaken for the Century by Edith Rlckert, wbose first article appears in the No vember number, will be continued. Other November article that any pro gressive would regret missing are "Violence and Woman's Suffrage," by Millleent Fawcet, president of the Na tional (British) Union of Women's fee Grtchell KMC rest on the bed nor the lap, giving undue excitement, fearing things will upset and spill. Linen, glass and china should be the prettiest in the house and that varied as much as possible. A flower on the tray. I knew a little girl who walked blocks every Sunday morning for an American Beauty rose bud to put on the breakfast tray for her father who was ill. It was his favorite flower. Hot things, hot, and cold things, cold. Do not forget things. but look after every detail of service. This will make the simplest meal a pleasure. The following are a few individual dishes or preparations which may be given under direction: PINEAPPLE EGG NOG. Beat slightly one fresh egg, add two tablespoonfuls of water, two of fresh pineapple Juice, two of lemon Juice, strain over shaved ice and sweeten to taste. Any of the fruit syrups which most every housekeeper now makes. such as lemon, pineapple. Currant, orange, etc., are fine for such drinks, Another change is blending three- fourths of a cup of lemonade not too sweet with one-fouTth of grape Juice. Pour over shaved Ice. Raw white of egg may be served by putting into a glass two tablespoon fuls of lemon, orange or grape juice. Add the stiffly beaten white and a little shaved ice. Sprinkle a little bit of sugar and a bit of nutmeg over the top and serve. KOUMISS. Take one quart of fresh sweet milk heat until lukewarn; add to It one- third of a compressed yeaat cake dis solved in a little of milk and one tablespoonful of sugar. Put the mix ture into perfectly sterilized bottles, fill to the .neck and fasten with the patent cork. Let them stand for 12 hours where the temperature is about 68 degrees; then put on ice, lying down or upside down for 24 hours. This is an excellent form of serving milk where there in any intestinal difficulty, LEMONADE. Squeeze the Juice of one large lem on into a bowl. Put in two level ta blespoonfuls of sugar and pour on one and one-fourth cups of boiling water, Strain and set on ice to cool. Serve with a little shaved ice and a thin slice of lemon. Vary with a few sprigs of mint. WIXE JELLY. Granulated gelatine, two teaspoon fuls; cold water, two tablespoonfuls; sherry wine, two tablespoonfuls; sugar, one tablespoonful; boiling water, three-quarter tablesp'.Hjnful; one thiok slice of lemon; stick cinnamon, one inch long. Directions Soak gelatine in cold water. Place water, lemon and sugar in a saucepan on the fire. Boil two or three minutes, strain, squeeze the Juice from the lemon, and the gela- , kiinv, vu. vi .wiuviA, u tin. cool and add sherry. Pour into individual molds to harden. OF ROOSEVELT was impatient of advice. He drove away from his support men like Hadley and Deneen, who had con tributed to his early success and with out whom hia presidential pretensions would have had no foundation. Everybody who differed with him was a liar and a thief. Hia later speeches became vollies of abuse, softened by quotations from the bible and ijeliglous hymns rewritten to suit the exigencies of the hour. . Suffrage Societies, and Ethel Dean ; Rockwell's "The Feminist of France." j Features planned for forthcoming num I bers include three on "The Unmarried Woman" in America, in France and in England. Articles describing wo man's progress generally will be feat ures throughout the coming year. BRAKEMAN ACCUSED OF CAUSING WRECK Carl Gross bf Indianapolis, bead brakeman on the freight train in the recent wreck near that city, is declai ed by Superintendent White of the C H. & D. railroad to be responsible for not closing the switch. The failure to close the switch resul'ed in the loss of jit W - ; ' V - 'i ' Carl Groaa. 15 lives and in many injuries to pas- dote oace with an old musket" Wash sen gers, . I Ington Herald. Humor and Philosophy r WjrCAt M. SMITH PERT PARAGRAPHS. JJONEY may be the root of all evil. but it is also the blossoming of mucb joy. Happy Is the man who can make capital out of hi a own awkwardness. It Is easier to be critical than It is to be prepared to meet the critical. It Is something of a surprise to the man who thinks he Is the whole thing to see the whole thing move smoothly along without a hitch when be take It into his little head to drop out. Natural gas Is always found quite near the surface In the promoter. A gambler Is a man who Is willing to take a chance he knowa he can't keep. Be may be called a successful man who makea his family half as well satisfied with him as he Is with him self. Women are natural optimists be cause It makes them look prettier and doesn't cost anything. After a man gets to be forty he be gins to wonder what makes his school mates look so old and to fancy himself In the same class with the youngsters. No Place Like It. There's no place like home, said the poet. Or lomi such expression aa that. But that was, I feel very certain. Before they Invented the flat. Before every corner and crossroad Along- on each side of the atreet Bad stores that were open on Sundays With goods that were ready to eat. The home that the poet had pictured. That had tn his mind such a charm. Was some little cot In the village Or some roomy bouse on the farm. With vines running over the doorway. With porches both shady and wide, A lawn and some trees and a garden And old fashioned eating- Inside. Els mind didn't banker for dwellings With walls that were bare and severs Up three flights of stairways and maybe A few darkened rooms in the rear. Just room for a very sman woman If wed to a very small man And, waiting htm there on the table, A dinner that came In a can. There's no place like home, said the poet. Some modern men ear so as well. For after they've tried It a season They quite often seek a hotel. The yearning for home and for mother What sticks In the memory like that? But will the old man of the future Revert to the two by four CatT Not impossible. "Herbert Is go ing to marry that Miss Kolege." "Is that so?" "Yea." "She's a nni verslty girl. Isn't she?" "Yes, bnt per haps be can for give her." Tolerated Him. "Who is thnt beautiful woman?" "That is Mrs. Jenks, the great socie ty leader." "And who is the man she spoke to so condescendingly?" "Oh, that's only the merchant sh owes for her fall outfit-' Was It Intentienalf "I believe Brown Is nest door to a lunatic." How dare yon?" "Don't yon think so? Do yon know hlmr "Know him? I live next door to him!" Thought It For the Occasion. "I told tbe boss what 1 thought of him this morning." "Did be fire you?" "Not much. Yon shonld have heard tbe nice things 1 thought for the oc casion." Ahead That Much. "I like to pay cash for what I buy." -And I like to run a bill " "What is the advantage Id that?" "Sometimes I csn outrun it." Who? "She is a terrible flirt." "Who does she flirt with? "Any one who will flirt with her." "Who doesn't T The Easiest Way. "Ton weren't at the party yesterday. "No. It wss easier to get sick than to get tbe price of a new dress out el my husband." Helpful, "What's Jimmy doing rotrad yot place so much T' "Jost writing my autobiography." His Great Want. Man wants but tlttie bars below. A suit of elotnea. a place to eat. Hat for hia bead, sboea for bis fee. Sometime a ticket for s show. And then his life win be complete. Oh. did 1 say a place to eat? No Duty en Anecdote. "This sword came from tb battle field of Waterloo. An Interesting an ecdote goes wltji it" "It is a really interesting anecdote," said the otheh. mSn after listening carefully. I houcht the same ine Ttie Argus Kiss Randall's Customer By Clarissa Mackie. Copyrighted. 112. by Aaftoclated Literary Bureau. Hester Randall surveyed the result of her morning's work with keen satis faction. A snowy cloth was laid on her kitchen table, and piled thereon were loaves of crusty bread, 6heets of feath erweight biscuits and glistening rusks. There were tempting loaves of pound cake and several layer cakes as well aa a platter heaped with sugared dough nuts and another of cookies. Friday -was always Hester's busiest day. She arose at 4 o'clock and baked all day to fill her orders for the dain ties which were In great demand among her neighbors. On Friday even ing, although she was tired and foot sore, she would deliver the bread and cake. She would have to make several trips with the heavily laden basket be fore her weary body could seek repose. Now she sat down and drank a cup of hot tea and ate a trifle of supper be fore she started out on her rounds. She was a plump, rosy little mite of a woman' with bright brown eyes and brown hair that obstinately refused to turn gray, although Hester .had passed her thirty-first year. Now she slipped into a thin white dress, for it was a hot evening, and, arranging her first basket load, went out Into the gather ing twilight. At Mrs. Amos Blake's she left part of ber fragrant burden and paused for a little chat "Ton know tbe Paige place bas been rented for the summer, don't you, Hes ter?" asked Mrs. Blake after awhile. "No. I'm glad to hear It, though. It means another customer," laughed Hester. "I spoke a good word for you. It's a lone man who has something to do with making a map of the county hereabouts and he was planning to get all of his meals at the hotel, but when I told him about how you baked for some of us lasy housekeepers he said he'd much rather have home cooking and he guessed he'd fuss over his own break fast and supper. You know men like to fuss over cooking things. Now, Amos here is tickled to death whenever I let him get breakfast on Sunday morning. This Isn't telling you about Mr. Chan dler, though. I told him Fd speak to yon and tell you to leave him some bread and enke, and be snid he might Inot be home when you came, so he ask- ea me to give you tnis aonnr ana ten yon to leave a dollar's worth on his back porch every week. Have yon got anything to spare?" "Maybe I can make out some for him by giving up my own baking," replied Hester as she placed the money in the little bag dangling from her waist. "If I don't hurry it will be pitch dark be fore I get throusfh. Good night" "Good nljrht. Hester. That cream cake looks so pood I'm going to have a slice right away." It was dark indeed when nester Ran dall stopped with her third load of good ies at the gate of tbe Paige, bouse. It was a small gnbled cottage smothered In honeysuckle vines and for several seasons had been rented furnished to city people. It looked diirk and desert ed now as nester opened the gate and made her way around the sandy path to the back porch. As she stood there, hesitating, the moon pushed a silver rim above tue puouiaer or inch mil, so she waited until it rose in all its splen dor and cast a rale glow over the Faie house and garden. It fell full on an open wludow where a white curtain languidly flapped. As Hester opened her basket nnd laid a clean napkin on the porch a harsh voice from the open window startled her. "What are you doing out there7' it snarled, and Hester was quick to reply. "I'm leaving your bread and cake," she said with offended dignity In her tones. "Weil, hurry up and get out of here. I want to be alone!" rasped the voice. It was a very indignant nester who dumped several loaves of bread, a sheet of biscuit and some doughnut and a layer cake on the back porch and hurried out of the yard with burning cheeks. "What a crabbed, cranky old man he must be!" thought nester as she went home and prepared for bed. "If It wasn't for the money I'd uot bake another crumb for him. The idea!" Unfortunately Hester could not give way to her injured feelings, for she needed every peuny she cn!d earn to pay off tbe Indebtedness ii the little bouse which was her Inheritance from hardworking parents. So the follow ing Friday evening found her once more standing at Jr. Chandler's back door with her baet of goodies. It was not yet dark, and she could see a large china dish on the floor, beside which lay something white and ob long. She picked it up and In the wan ing light read ber own name In bold, black characters. She tore It open snd there dropped out another crisp dollar bill and a scrap of paper, ot which was written: "Everything was bully. Don't forget me this week. I like pie." Involuntarily Hester smiled and tucked the note sway In her ba with the money. Then she knelt down and lifted from her basket a flaky eh err? pie, some bread and rolls and rake which she piled In the dish Mr. Chan dler had thoughtfully provided, and over the whole she threw a napkin. She was going down tbe steps when once more from the same open win dow sounded the harsh voice she hud heard before. ."For heaven's sake, clear out of here! What are you hanging around for? You've got all my money and" Hester Randall did not wait to hear any more. With burning cheeks she hurried through the gate and away from the detestable stranger. Not if the little borne she was working so hard to retain should 1 sold over her head would she ever sell another par Me of her products to the boorish Daily Story mapmaker house. who lived In the Paige "Let him eat baker's trash," was nester's ultimatum. A few days later she was talking to Irs. Blake. "That Mr. Chandler is an old man, isn't he?" asked Hester. "Oh. no; not so very old leastways he don't appear so to me, Hester. His hair is gray as can be, bnt he is so pleasant and boyish acting seems as if he was as young as my Jimmy. He sets a lot of store by your cooking. You've never met him yet, have you?" "Not exactly," admitted Hester. "I've heard his voice, though, and I don't see how anybody can think that's pleas ant" "Now, Isn't that the funniest thing? Everybody thinks his voice is the nicest thing there is about him." "I don't" said Hester, with decision. When the following Friday came Hester passed the cottage of Mr. Chandler with a scornful lift of her head. Not for the testy mapmaker -were the toothsome dainties she had tolled over all day long. What if he did like pie? She wouldn't make pies for any man who spoke to her In such a manner. As she prepared for bed that night Hester's anger abated a little as she) thought of the brendless, cake! ess, pie less state of Mr. Chandler. Somehow she could not reconcile Mrs. Blake's description of him or the boyishly en thusiastic note he had written with the surly voice which had twice accosted her from hie window. Saturday was Hester's lazy day. She rested from her hard work of the day before and usually occupied herself with some light needlework or she read a little. On this particular Saturday she was sitting on the front porch, hef never idle fingers engaged with a bit of fancy work, when the gate opened , and a brisk step sounded on the path. An Instant later a tall form loomed al the foot of the steps. The stranger was a handsome man1 the handsomest she had ever seen, Hes ter admitted to herself as she took la with a swift glance the broad shoul ders, the sun tanned countenance light ed by deep bine eyes and the crop of gray hair which made him appear younpr or old, as opinions might differ. He smiled and lifted a gray cap from his head. "Mine Randall r he inquired In the very nicest voice Hester had ever heard. "Yes," replied Hester wonderlngly. "My name's Chandler. I'm wonder lng if you realise. Miss Randall, that I'm simply starving for lack of your sustaining goodies?" "I'm sorry," faltered Hester, blush ing. "Why did you forget me? But, therej I needn't nsk that Of course I'm your latest customer, aud I suppose you didn't have anything to spare for me. eh?" "That wasn't the reason," returned nester, with sudden spirit "I hail plenty of tluie to bake for you, Mr. Chandler, but 1 dou't care to keep a customer who who talUs to me In such a manner." "How how I don't believe I under stand," stammered Mr. Chundler la undoubted bewilderment. Hester explained, painfully embar rassed at the amusement mingled with the concern on his face. "It's that rascal, Peter," groaned Mr. Chandler. "You see, Miss Randall, Peter U a parrot that belonged to an aged cousin of mine, for whom I was named. When Cousin Philip died he left me the dandiest collection of In dian relics, with the strict condition that I must personally care for Peter until he sees fit to shulfie off. Now, my cousin Philip was something of a hermit, and I see by Peter's vocabulary that his master detested viHitors. Now, permit me to bring yon tbe ill man nered Teter In order to verify my state ments." Hester assured him that she was al ready satisfied, and after she had en joyed a good laugh at ber own ex pense she filled the basket of the hungry Chandler and sent him away rejoicing, but that was not until sa hour had passed, during which time they became acqualated. Hester continued to leave her cook ery on Chandler's porch, and once when she failed to bring It he went to her to find out what was the matter. He found that something had gone wrong with her oven and insisted on fixing it for her. They both knelt down to see Into the grate, and their heads touched. Before either of them knew what had happened Chandler had kiss ed her. neater arose, apparently very much disgruntled, but when Chandler put his arm about her and kissed her again she didn't look as chagrined as might have been expected. It was s year afterward that Mrs. Amos Blake picked tbe grains of rice out of ber betit bnt and tueked it away in iu bandbox. "I feel that I ought to have all the credit for Hester's marrying Mr. Chandler beratine I got him as a customer for her, but they say tbe road to a man's benrt Is by way of blit stomach, and I suppose Ilenter's cooking counts a good deal i too!" Nov. 18 in American History. ISO-Philip Juiiu Sehuyit-r. leader in the Revolution, died; born 17XJ. 1824 Franz rUgel. German soldier who became distinguished iu the civil war. born; died V.fZ. ltf'r('bMpr Alan Arthur, twenty first president of tbe Uuiied States, died; born 1S3!X l&OO-Richard Watson Glider, author and editor of the Century Maga zine, died in New York city; bora All tbe news all the time. The Argus.