Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 40, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 October 1890 — Page 5

BERENICE ST. CYR.

4 Story of Love, Intrigue, and Grime.

BY DWIGHT BALDWIN.

CHAPTER XIV. A PBOFESSIONAL INTERVIEW.

hews, and began to feel -quite keenly the pangs of hunger. The effects of the drug that had been administered to him the preceding night, and the chloroform he had more recently inhaled, had disappeared now, leaving his brain clear and active. Our hero believed that by shadowing Sears he would learn the present whereabouts of the young lady whose safety nowinterested him far more than his own. After a time he began to regret that he had not taken a seat near his enemy. In that way he could better test the value of his disguise, for if he passed the scrutiny of Sears he would consider himself tolerably secure. At first he thougWlhat the other might recognize the clotnes and false mustaches as his own, but upon reflection he decided that this was unlikely, since there was nothing peculiar in either to distinguish them from thousands of others. Besides, he had provided himself with a number of disguises, and was not likely -to be very familiar with the appearance of any of them. 'l’ll risk it,” decided Cole. “If my identity can be detected, I’d better know itnow, when I can have an opportunity to escape.” "Whereupon he rose, walked through the car, and passed through the open portion, where smoking is permitted. With an air of weariness he threw him--eels into a seat opposite the man he had resolved to shadow. As he did so he threw open his coat, so as to display the Star which proclaimed him a reporter. Cole knew, of course, that Almon Sears was exceedingly anxious and worried, and hoped on those accounts to engage him in conversation. In a moment he learned that his judgment had been well taken. “Anything new tc-night?” asked Sears. 'I see that you are one of the licensed newsgatherers.” He pointed to the badge and smiled. “Ohl’’ejaculated Cole, hastily buttoning up his coat. “The murder is the great topic to-night. ” "What murder?” “That of Mr. St. Cyr, last night.” "Oh. of course! Any new developments?” “The daughter of the murdered man was decoyed from her home to-night, and her whereabouts are unknown. The police are looking for her. It is feared that she has shared the fate of her father!” “Horrible!” said the other, with a look calculated to harmonize with the word. "Any arrests made?” “I understand that Winters was captured to-night.” Cole disliked to make statements not strictly in unison with truth. However, not only his own life and liberty but that of Berenice was at stake, and he felt that the end justified the means. ” “Is he the guilty party?” “The police think so.” “He hasn’t made a confession?" “On the contrary, he maintains that he is innocent.” “How does he account for the evidence as published against him yesterday?” “Claims to be the victim of a plot. Says that the ringleader is a young man befriended by Mr. St. Cyr. His name is Sears." “Is his story believed?” “No; but it will be investigated. ” “You reporters are always anxious for a—what do you call it where one of you gets ahead of the others on a piece of news?" “A scoop?" “Exactly. You like to get the exclusive handling of a choice bit of sensational news, I suppose?” t “I should say so.” Cole started with well-assumed eagernesss, and drew from his poeket a notebook which the editor had given him. “No; not here. It’s too long a story and besides I’m near my destination, the house of a friend, where I propose to pass what remains of the night.” “But where ” “You can accompany me if you like. Ha! Here we are.” The speaker signaled the grip-man, who at once severed the connection be-‘ twe6n the car and the moving cable beneath, thus bringing the former to a stop. Following the example of Sears, Cole Winters sprang to the ground. “This way,” directed Sears, and walked briskly down a cross street in the direction of the lake. Although he was setting out on a desperate mission with his life in his hand, the heart of our intrepid you»ig hero fairly bounded within him as he followed the guidance of his most bitter enemy. Atter traversing several blocks, Sears halted before an isolated brick house near the famous shore drive-way, beyond which was Lake Michigan. “Wait a second,” said he, and darted tip the steps. A pull at the bell had barely been given when the door was thrown open by a man. By the light of a gas-lamp which stood near by Cole noted that hig face was forbidding, almost villainous-looking. “Is your master in, Luke?” The question was asked in a low tone, but our hero had very particular reasons for not missing a word of any conversation that might ensue, so he strained as far as possible his sense of hearing, and hearkened intently. > “No,”returned the servant, “And Harper?" “He came.” “Leave anything for us?" ’Yes. That’s all right. ” Cole’s heart gave a sudden thump as he heard these words. He remembered that the coachman employed by Bloom had

I been spoken of by tnat name, and coni eluded that here was where ho had i brought Berenice. “I’m going to stay here to-night, Luke, at least until your master cornea. He’ll be along soon, I think.” “All right, sir.* “This way.” Thus invited, our hero hurried up the stone steps and followed hig guide into a broad hall. Then the servant showed them into a small room, half parlor, half library, where he lighted the gas. having first closed the blinds tightly and drawn down the curtains. “Now for business,” cried Sears, as he waved the reporter to a seat beside the table and proceeded to light a fresh cigar. “Pm ready,” replied Cole, as he made ready to note down what the other might say. “In the first place, my name is Almon Sears.” “What!" cried the reporter, dropping his pencil and half rising to his feet. Although not in the least surprised, he saw that evidences of it could be expected. “That's what, ” returned the hardened i villain, in a flippant tone, and then blew ; a number of smoke rings into the air. I “My name is Sears,” he resumed, a moment later, after the rings had dissolved in the air. “An hour ago I called to see the chief of police, to give some additional information as to this Winters. He wasn’t in, and so I left and came here. ; Now that he has mixed me up with it to the extent of charging me with murder, I ; might as well give the whole matter to | the public, and I’m very glad I happened ! to meet you.” ; “So am I,” returned Cole, as he picked up his pencil and resumed his seat. “In the first place, a man in the desi perate situation that this Winters finds himself will do anything to save his life. I The evidence against him is most con- ; elusive, and he can only hope to save I himself by showing that a job was put j up on him.” “I see,” assented Cole, pausing in his i writing. “In the second place he has a grudge i against me, and his former employer, Mr. Max Morris, who more than likely he ; will try to involve with me." “How did that happen?” “I detected him in the act of robtfng . the cash drawer and told Max. As a re- ; suit, he was at once discharged, and only : escaped prosecution by concealing him- ; self.” Although this false charge was trivial in comparison to the awful crime laid to his door, still it brought an angry flush to face of the writer. “Put that in strong,” added Sears. “It shows the animus of the scoundrel!” “Very well. It’s a good point ” “But the weightiest matter remains. You see ” A sharp rap at the door interrupted the speaker. “Come in!" ho cried. “It’s me!" said Luke, thrusting his head into the room. I “What’s the matter? Has he come?” “No. I want to speak with you, , though.” ; “I’ll be back soon,” said Sears, and stepped into the hall, closing the door ! after him. In an instant, Cole had his ear opposite [ the keyhole. He caught but a few words in the voice ot the servant, but they sent a thrill to : his heart: I “You’ll have to come, sir! She’s makin’ an outcry, an’ I’m afraid as she’ll be heard!" CHAPTER XV. BADLY DECEIVED. ~ For an instant our hero stood with bated breath. Then, as he heard the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs, he opened the door and glided out into the hall. Another moment and he had reached the head of the stairs and saw Sears in the act of unlocking a door, not fifteen I feet away. ; As for Luke, he was not in sight, ; and Cole concluded that he had re- ■ ma ned in the lower part of the house. • He applied his ear to the door, but a murmured mass of confused sounds alone rewarded his vigilance. He had little doubt as to who was held a prisoner there, but he resolved to know beyond all peradventure. Not onlv were his chances of learning anything small where he then was, but he ran the risk of being detected in the act of listening should Sears leave the room without giving him any kind of warning. Accordingly he passed on to the adjoining apaitment, the door of which, to his great joy, he found to be unlocked. Closing it after him, he advanced and entered a large closet on the side next the room which his enemy had just unlocked. “Calm yourself, I tell you! Calm yourself!” C ole had barely entered the closet when he heard these words, pronounced in the voice of Almon Sears. “Why have you torn me from my poor dead father?” “Berenice!” murmured the listening lover, in intense excitement. “Because I don’t propose to be tricked out of my rightful inheritance,” returned the new comer. “The bonds are gone, no one can tell where.” “Well?” “I propose to possess myself of the remainder of the estate.” “I will gladly give it up to you as the price of my freedom from persecution.” “I’ll agree to that.” “.<ndthat also of the young man, Cole Winters. ” “That will be difficult of accomplishment, since he is now under arrest, but I’ll see that he goes free.” “What do you ask of me?” “Your signature to this paper.” “\V ait until your part is done.” “I can’t accomplish that and secure the release of Winters without your s gnature to this. My partner in the business will not permit it. If you care to save his life, to set him free " “I do! I do!” “Then sign on the lower line. Here is a pen. ” “Mr. Almon! Mr. Almon!” This came in the voice of the servant Luke, who was calling from below. Important as it was for Cole to remain where he was, he might learn more bv leaving. Sears was still talking and evidently had not heard the hail. In a moment Cole had glided noiselessly into the hall. “What is it, Luke?” he asked in a low and muffled tone. “The master’s in the library and wants te see you.” “All right; I’m coming.” As he spoke he began descending the stairs. When he reached the lower hall the servant had disappeared. Without the delay of a moment he threw open the door and entered the room he had recently left to shadow Sears. He had half expected to see Max Morris, and was not at all astonished when he found himself confronted by that individual. But he was to receive a surpriso of a kind he had not anticipated.

T was with a feeling of weariness that our hero sank to a seat. It had been an eventful night to him. Adventures, oomplicati o n s, escapes, had followed each other with all the rapidity with which scenes are shifted on the stage of the theater. Cole Winters had not tasted food for four and twenty

As he entered the room the banker sprang to his feet and seized him by the hand. “I congratulate you on the night’s work!" cried ho. Cole Winters was completely dnmfounded. “I don’t—that is " he stammered. “You don’t? The girl is secure, the detective dying, and the young fellow a fugitive from justice, who can only eave his life by keeping himself to himself. " “But the bonds?” asked our hero, who felt that he must say something, though he could not imagine the cause of tu« banker's strange conduct. “That’s the very point.” “Have you found them?” “No; but I have a theory. By the way, how came you to turn blonde to come here?” Like a fla«h the secret of Morris’ strange mistake dawned upon Cole Winters. He had, no doubt, seen Almon Sears wearing the disguise he had appropriated, and had mistaken him for his partner in crime. The knowledge almost deprived the young man of wits, and he narrowly escaped betraying himself. He wondered now that Sears had not discovered his identity, but remembered that we are not so familiar with our own appearance as with that of others. “I’ve been doing some work on my own account,” said Cole, as soon as he could trust himself to speak. “That detective fooled me completely. He made no charge against me, and I made a cash deposit and was released.” “Were you recognized?” “No; as luck would have it, I wasn’t. All is well with us." “Did you see Bloom?" “Did I see Bloom? What are you talking about? Didn’t you send him around to tell me that you were coming to my house and for me to meet you here? Whit’s wrong with you?” “Haven’t I gone through enough tonight to rattle any one? Bloom told you everything, I suppose? “Yes, all he could in five minutes or so." “What is your scheme about the bonds?” “From what Bloom tells me, there’s no doubt but what the young fellow had them in his boot when we threw him into the Clark street cellar.” “I think that’s right.” “It was near there that he broke away from the detective who had placed him under arrest." “In the very next block, I think.” “What more likely than that Hyland, in searching the houses in the neighborhood, should have found his man while we were at my office?” “I see! And removed the bonds?" “Exactly. ’’ “But where was he when we “Perhaps still in the cellar. Anyway, he must have followed us from there, to have located us in your South Side den.” “True enough. Do you think he had the bonds on his person when he came in among us disguised to pass for you?” “No. He was taking desperate chances, and gptrid of them before that.” “But how, where?” “That’s the question we must solve. It’s a hard nut to crack, but a kernel of $300,000 is worth a little extra exertion.” “I’m willing to work for it.” • “And 1. How about the girl?” “She’s all right.” “Did you get her to sign?" “Yes? “Good! The St. Cyr fortune will be ours. I can supply the necessary witnesses, and make the whole thing as straight as a gun barrel. Let me have it.” “What?” “What! Are you losing your senses? The paper! It means half a million, at least. “By Jove!” cried Cole, slapping his thiuh. “What’s *ie matter?" “I left it up stairs!” “Where she can read it?” “Oh, no.” “She’ll tear it up if she does. She’s a smart girl, 1 tell yon.” “No danger of that. I’ll get it.” “Do, and hurry about it. It’s the key to a fortune, I tell you.” “I’ll be back with it in a moment.” With this our hero left the room, closing the door behind him. As he entered the hall he heard some one descending the stairs. He had barely time to spring back into the protecting shadows of an embrasure in the wall when a form, that of Almon Sears, passed him. As the young villain entered the library, Cole glided forward and ran lightly up the stairs. He was acting on no plan. He might no doubt have escaped by the hall door, but an irresistible impulse led him up to where the fair girl was cruelly imprisoned. In the act of ascending, he heard a loud and startled cry below, “You!” came the voice of tbe banker. “With whom have I been talking, then?” The next instant the door was thrown open, and the two men rushed exc.tedly out into the hall. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

Their Dreams Verified.

Charles Clark, who lives out eight miles toward Morrison on a ranch, started in to Denver with his wife in a light buggy to which was harnessed a newly broken colt which was making his trial trip in single harness. Near Valverde the colt took sudden fright at something and made two or three plunges, overturning the rig and precipitating Clark into a patch of cactus by the side of the road. He was thrown with such force that his leg was broken below the knee so that the large bone pierced through the skin. His face was terr.My lacerated by the cacti and some of it penetrated four thicknesses of clothing and lodged itself a h:w an inch into the flesh. His wife was carried some distance further, when she. too, was hurled into the cactus and sustained several severe bruises in the face and chest. Beyond a thorough shaking up she was not badly injured. In the evening Mr. Clark was called upon by a News reporter, who found him laughing and joeing over the mishap, although in inAise pain. “This accident is a result of predestination,” he said, “for several people say they have dreamed about this, and a for-tune-teller told my wife before we were married that she would marry a man who would be all battered up by a horse. Mrs. Ridgeway told me on the road that she had dreamed of this and she described the accident without having seen it. Then when Dr. Clark, who is my cousin, came in he said: ‘Charlie, I dreamed you broke your leg night before last,’ and then we told him about the other dreams.”— Denver News.

Be noble! And the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will ria; in majesty to meet thine own. —James Russell Lowell.

FOR THE FARMERS.

SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR WAYS AND WORK. Interesting Bits of Information for the Farmer’s Home, His Family and Himself.

THE FARM. Constructing Wind Breaks. High winds are disastrous to crops and fruit trees, and the strong northerly breezes of winter, blowing directly upon exposed shrubs, trees and winter crops, commit a great amount of damage every year in all parts of thecountry. Nature protected her garden by surrounding it with forest trees, which are able to ward off the cold and winds. Farmers must imitate nature in this respect, and timber screens should be constructed on the north and west sides of every farm. A good wind break of trees will save an endless amount of trouble and damage. Even if the tempests are not strong enough to destroy the crops they are nearly always violent enough to destroy the grass, corn and grain down so that it is difficult for it ever to raise its head again properly. A good wind break will sometimes make a difference of 50 per cent, in the value of a field of grain, grass or corn. This repeated every year for a quarter of a century would make an item such as would make any farmer open his eyes with astonishment. But better than all, wind breaks are invaluable to the fruit growers. The farther north we go the more important they become, but even in sunny Florida a screen of pine trees is considered a great protection to an orange or lemon grove. Orange land that is properly screened by trees brings a considerably higher sum than that which lays exposed to the free sweep of the northern winds. Peach trees can be raised successfully much farther, north than many imagine, by protecting them properly from the cold winds of winter. They may perhaps not be injured during the bearing season, but the cold winds of winter freeze their roots, and so chill them they sometimes never recover. In planting screens it should be understood that they are to be erected on the sides across which the prevailing winds sweep. This is usually north or northwest, but different directions must bo taken into consideration for the trees that are to be protected. Screens for grain and field crops are simply to prevent the high winds from blowing them down during the growing season. The strongest winds either come from the north, west or south, and wind breaks placed on these sides will amply answer all purposes. Fruit trees in the north arc to be protected from the cold winds of winter, and hence screens must be placed on the northerly exposure. The same holds true of Florida and the Southern States, but there is an intermediate section of country where the Injurious winds come from the oast. In the great peach and cherry districts of the middle Atlantic States the prevailing winds are from the east, sweeping in from the ocean, laden with a salty moisture in the spring of the year that, is very injurious to the peach, cherry, and oven apple and pear blossoms. —S. IF. Chambers, In Practical Farmer.

THE POULTR-YARD.

Preserving Eggs. The requisites for preserving eggs, for use during the weeks of biddy’s vacation, are pure cool air, even temperature and fresh, whole eggs (one stale or cracked is liable to spoil ail within its far-reaching influence). Under these conditions eggs can be kept four to six months by wrapping each in paper with a tight, twist; then pack in baskets and hang from ceiling of the cellar. Or pack in common six-pound wooden starch boxes, slide in the lid, and set where they will keep dry. Where cold storage is available, eggs may be kept by standing in holes bored for the purpose in frames or shelves, and subjecting them to a temperature a little above freezing. The salt and lime mixture is a favorite, because eggs keep well in it in an ordinary cellar. One pint fresh-slaked lime of a creamy consistency, half-pint coarse salt, three gallons fresh water; stir well together, let settle; when clear it is ready for use. Place the eggs on end in a clean stone jar, fill within about an inch and a half of the top, dip over them the clear brine sufflcient to cover, lay several thicknesses of doth on top of the eggs, smear it with some of the creamy paste at the bottom of the jar of brine, fold back the edges of the cloth, not letting it extend over the rim of the jar. Cover with tight-fitting lid, or several thicknesses of paper tied on closely. It is best to use small jars, as frequently disturbing the brine and exposing it to air causes it to deteriorate. In making the brine it is important that the proportions given be carefully observed; if the. lime is too strong the eggs will have a cooked appearance; if too much salt the shells will become thin, but if just right it will keep the eggs in good condition for several years. Bran and salt is a good, simple preservative. Dry the bran in an oven, to destroy possible germs, <3hen mix; with equal quantity of coarse, dry salt, pack the eggs in clean, odorless vessels, in alternate layers with the mixture, beginning and ending with the salt and bran, and filling the spaces between the eggs with it. Cover closely and set in a cool, dry place. Salt tends to absorb moisture; eggs packed in it are liable to taste salty and have their yolks lumpy; the bran obviates this difficulty to some degree. Where salt is used alone or with bran the eggs will remain good if stored in a dry place and the air excluded from them as much as possible. Coating eges is such a tedious process that few care to undertake it; however, if the coating be perfect and the right conditions observed in storing, the eggs will keep for a long time. Other important points in relation to packing eggs, are: If exposed they absorb foreign odors. Once I put some frames of eggs in a cold storage room with some muskmelons; the eggs became decidedly flavored with the melons, and were not at all appetizing. I have always packed “small end down;” they might, for all I know, keep as well, or better, large end down. Removed from conditions in which they were stored, eggs become stale more quickly than fresh ones; hence only enough should be taken out each time for immediate use. A hint as to cellar, the usual place for storing eggs: By closing the cellar windows in the morning before the outside air becomes warmer than that in the cellar, and opening them in the evening when the cool of the night begins, the cellar will remain dryer and the temperature cooler and more even than if the windows are

allowed to remain open during the day. —J. M. Jf. in Xcw York Tribune.

THE STOCK RANCH.

Live stock Points. Hogs and poultry fed exclusively on corn are liable to hog eholcfa and chicken cholera. Cause: Indigestion and uonassimilation. Hogs of all ages, even in last stage of fattening, should only have whole corn once in twenty-four hours, inasmuch as it takes them twenty-four hours to digest it; and, therefore, given of toner is the breaking of a well-estab-lished physiological law. The second feed each day may bes ground fet'd, vegetables, or what-not. Poultry especially need variety—a light feed of corn every other day, and then wheat, barley, oats, and buckwheat in turn. If you want eggs, give miik and some bran. Abolish that vile and expensive nuisance, the hog pen. Give your fattening hogs the run of a small clover field,with a roomy shed open to the south, then their food will digest ?.nd assimilate; it will do neither properly In a filthy hog pen, and at least one-third of their food is thus worse tban wasted. Giving the hog pure air, liberty to walk about, and the absence of the filthy hog pen, will certainly give health to the animal, and the pork will be sweeter and more wholesome. Wo cannot put new milk to any more profitable use in late fall and winter than giving three quarts of it per day to a previous spring’s foal, along with its grain. Foals during their first whiter should be kept in open pasture, with a shed open to the south for shelter. The equine race have plenty of wit to keep warm by exercise. So eared for, a liberal feeding of coi n and oats will not injure them. The most faulty management of a foal is to keep it in a warm stable, with high feed, all the winter. 1 have known some very ignorant men keep them tied up all wlnteron a boarded floor! I know one such man who lost three colts in succession by ringbone by that mistake. They wore al) from the same mare. She was a very fine mare—a Vermont Morgan—but had an hereditary tendency to bone spavin. So her colts especially required plenty of liberty and open-air exercise in winter during their growth. Limberness of legs and joints and good lungswill bo got by following the foregoing hint. A month before a cow calves in the spring, if she is fat, or oven in good order, stop all grain, and give potatoes instead, and commence, milking her two weeks before calving. This treatment, by cooling the blood, would have saved the life of many a valuable cow. To prevent horses gobbling up their oats, keep a peck of corn cobs in their boxes. As ground feed given to cattle goes direct ly into the . fourth stomach, it should bo ground for them as fine as a mill can grind it; so ground, the cattle will get more nutrition out of It than if ground coarse. For horses and human creatures it may bo ground coarser.— Cor. Farm, Field and Stockman.

THE ORCHARD.

Why Fruit Cracks. A correspondent of the Thnes-Democrat offers the following explanation of the cause of tho cracking of fruit, which occasions so much loss to fruit growers: Almost every one has noticed that juicy fruits, such as plums, peaches, grapes, tomatoes, etc., will be cracked by rain. The phenomenon has been of painfully frequent occurrence the past season, and the losses to some growers have, on this account, been heavy. The cracking has been explained in various ways; but we think it Is properly attributed by Bosslngault to osmose. If a bladder filled with syrup bo immersed in a vessel of water will after a while become sweet; the syrup passes through the membrane of the bladder into the water, and correspondingly the water passes into the interior of the bladder. But tills cnterchaugo is not an equal one; the lighter liquid—the water —passes in many times more rapidly than tho heavier liquid—the syrup—passes out. Tho consequence will bo that the bladder will be distended to its utmost, and at length burst. This is a general law, that where two liquids of unequal densities are separated by a membrane, whether animal or vegetable, they will enterchange, the weaker liquid passing more, rapidly than tho denser one, and this will be kept up until the liquid upon both sides of the membrane is of the same density. A ripe tomato or plum may bo considered in the condition of tho bladder of syrup. Tho rich juices of the fruit correspond to the syrup, and the thin membrane which forms the skin of the fruit represents the bladder. When the ripe fruit is kept constantly wet by a rain osmose takes place, and the water passing through into the fruit distends the 'skin, which not being very strong Is soon ruptured. If the fruit were to be surrounded by a liquid denser than its juice, It would, instead of expanding and breaking up, shrink, and the skin become shrivelled. Whet; strawberries or blackberries arc sprinkled with sugar a syrup is soon formed by some of the juice of the fruit, and, this being considerably denser than the juice of the berries, they are soon flabby and shrivelled.

THE HOUSEHOLD.

How to brink Milk. Some complain that they cannot drink milk without being “distressed by it.” The most common reason why milk is not well borne is due to the fact that people drink it too quickly. If a glass of it is swallowed hastily it enters into the stomach and then forms in one solid, curdled mass, difficult of digestion. If, on the other hand, the same quantity is sipped, and three minutes at least are occupied in drinking ft, then on reaching the stomach it is so divided that when coagulated, as it must be by the gastric juice, while digestion is going on, Instead of being in one hard, condensed mass upon the outside of which only the digestive fluids can act, it is more in the form of the sponge, and in and out o.Kthe entire bulk the gastric juice can play freely and perform its functions.— Analyst. . « Care of the Feet. Those who are annoyed by excessive perspiration of the feet may add much to their comfort by bathing the feet once, if possible twice, every day in warm water containing a little ammonia. Bay rum and diluted alcohol are likewise beneficial. If the feet are very tender, a small piece of alum dissolved in the water should be used. Chalk and starch made into a powder are recommended for rubbing feet that blister easily. Sometimes an offensive odor accompanies the perspiration. When such

I cases are chronic, some disinfectant! must i be used as well as attention paid to the diet. A harmless disinfectant's boraclc acid or permanganate of potash'. If the acid is used, dissolve one ounce in a quart of water. Of the potash use twenty grains to one ounce of water. The solutions may then be used by dipping the hose, which should be of cotton, into the liquid and drying them before wearing. Another way is to wear cork insoles that have been dipped in cither solution. The articles of diet to be avoided are onions, cheese, and fish. Such treatment, with frequent bathing of the feet, is recommended for simple cases of this disorder. Oxide of zinc, beginning with a very weak solution and increasing the quantity used if necessary, is recommended as if sure cure. A celebrated French physician, M. Legoux, recommends the following treatment when other methods fail: Tho feet are first bathed in cold water for several hours for two days, and then painted with a compound made from five drams of glycerine,. two ounces of solution perchloride of iron and forty drops of bergamot essence. The worst cases are said to be generally cured after such treatment twice a day for one or two weeks. When the feet are continually to be exposed to extreme cold, a pad of curled hitir, shaped like the sole of tho foot and worn inside the stocking, is recommended.

Hint* to tioiiHekeepern. Melted butter is a good substitute for olive oil in salad dressing. Many prefer the butter to oil. Grease spots may bo taken out with weak ammonia in water; lay white paper over and iron with a hot iron. . In using yolks of eggs, 1t must be remembered that a broken egg must bo closely covered in the dish in which it is kept until desired for use. Currants, berries, and'Juicy fruits, having boon washed, may be cooked without, water; then strain and boil tho. juice fifteen or twenty minutes before adding the sugar, ami but little more boiling will be required. The smoked and dusty globes of chandeliers may be nicely cleaned by soaking then in hot water, to which a little sal soda has been added. Then put some ammonia in hot water, immerse tho globes and scrub briskly with a stiff brush. Rinse thoroughly and wipe dry. A physician, who is also an enthusiastic cyclist, believes that tt would bo better for young folks if riding the wheel were postponed until the body approached maturity. The possible dangers resulting from too early riding, would bo “a derangement of tho conformation of the frame-work of tho body.” As, for instance, a kind of riding which has a tendency to throw the body forward in a bent position will In time produce a permanent stoop. Another tendency is to overdevelop tho largo muscles in the fore part of tho thigh.

THE KITCHEN.

Ginger Snaps. One cup and a half of molasses, twothirds of a-cup of butter or lard, one teaspoonful of soda, one-half a cupful of water, two tablespoonfuls of ginger. Mix soft, and roll very thin; bake in a< quick oven. Put in the same pan so they will not touch each other. To 801 l Klee. Take one cup of rice, cover with cold water, and let It boll until the water Is most gone, then add one cup of milk. When that bolls, stir in one beaten egg, and then season with lemon, vanilla or nutmeg. When done, serve with butter and sugar stirred to a cream. Crab Apple Jelly. Wash and wipe Siberian crab apples, quarter, but do not core, put in a kettle, and cover witli cold water; cook until soft. Strain twice through a jelly bag. Put the juice on and boil twentyfive minutes. Add a pound of sugar to every pint of juice, with the Juice of one lemon. 801 l until it Jellies. Beef Tea. Cut two pounds of lean beef very fine, with sharp knife. Pour a pint .of colt# water over it and let it stand for several 1 hours in a double boiler on the back of the stove, where It will heat to the boiling point but not boil. When the Juice is all extracted from the meat so that, the meat is white, drain off the liquid/ and salt to taste. Quince Marmalade. Pare, core and slice the quinces Stew the skins and cores by themselves, with. Just water to cover them, and when soft' strain through a jelly bag. Let this, liquid cool, and when cool put the quinces into it. Boil, stir and mash a» the fruit becomes soft, and when reduced to a paste stir in a small threequarters of a pound ■of sugar to every pound of fruit. 801 l fifteen minutes, stirring constantly. Put into small jars or glass cans. The juice of three or four, oranges to every six pounds of fruit some consider an addition. Grape Wine. One gallon grape juice, three pints cold water, tfiree and one-half pounds brown sugar; stir the sugar into the grape Juice; pour*the cold water on the squeezed grape skins, and let it stand on them over night In the morning pour it off, squepHng the grape skins again, and add this juice and the water to the juice and sugar. With this fill a demijohn very full, reserving part of the grape Juice in another vessel; as the juice effervesces, it must be skimmed every morning, and the demijohn filled again from the reserved juice. When the effervescence ceases, filter the wine, bottle and seal it. Keep in a dark, cool place.

Ex-Minister Palmer’s Little Spaniard.

T. W. Palmer, of Michigan, while Minister to Spain adopted a Spanish baby, and the circumstance of the adoption are just made public. The little Castilian, now three and a half years old, answers to the name of Murillo Castelar Palmero, and is an important personage in Senator Palmer’s household. While in Spain the Minister’s family spent a season at San Sebastian, on the Bay of Biscay, and’ while there Mrs. Palmer objected to the crnel way one of the Spanish nurses bathed a young baby in the surf. The child’s mother was made acquainted with the circumstance and a meeting of the ladies resulted in Mrs. Palmer offering to adopt the child as her own. The child’s parents were tolerably well to do and this offer for a time was rejected’, but on the payment of a sum of money by the Minister it was ultimately accepted and the little Spaniard was adopted by the Minister and Mrs. Palmer and brought to this country.. New York World.