Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 88, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 April 1914 — Page 3

TOM'S DAY DREAM

By MAY C. RINGWALT.

Most men prefer an after-dinner cigar, but Tom Norton had given up smoking when the twins were born and a new double baby carriage had to be bought, and there had never been a time since When he felt that he could afford to-begin again. And after all—if you have a lively imagination by way of a match —an after-dinJfer day dream soothes tired nerves in almost the same fashion — has the'same bright, steady gleam to it as the glow at the end of a Havana. Of course Tom Norton’s after-dinner day dream was going back east to Oshkosh. “Not-that I’d ever want to live there again,’’ he would begin from the depths of his arm chair as he got out the day dream from the pocket next his heart and at once lighted up. “No siree, California for mine! But just to see the little town again—a two weeks’ visit, say.”~ And with vociferous little puffs of enthusiasm and silent little pulls of thought, Tom would dilate upon the joys of an eastern winter blizfcard and the glories of an eastern summer thunderstorm until you felt quite apologetic over the tameness of a California earthquake. The attitude of Norton’s “women folks” toward the after-dinner day dream —his quiver was so tightly packed with daughters that there was no room for a son and heir—differed as widely as an opinion upon the weed itself at a female-of-the-species symposium. ■ His wife looked upon it with the same resigned expression with which she listened to Tom’s conundrums and jokes. Sophonisba, the highbrow of the family in her seventh year at college studying for her doctor’d degree, thought it a waste of time that father should spend improving hie mind reading the classics. Marla, the settlement worker, regarded it as a selfinh indulgence. "If Instead of lounging idly about after dinner’’ —Tom was a commuter who took the 7:30 train in the morning and did not get home until the 6:4s—"Popsy would only give an hour •r so to the study of civic betterment or some of the great humanitarian questions of the day!” Angelina, the beauty of the six sisters, who had social aspirations, was heartily ashamed of it, when Norton had the bad taste to Indulge in his hobby before company. Rosie and Posle, the twins, who looked so alike that you could never have told one from the other If the other had not had a small mole on her chin, declared dad’s day dream “the funniest ever” and giggled over it as they giggled over everything in life from a flying machine down to Judie’s new puppy. As for Frances, the youngest offspring, she simply ignored the whole matter, with that Indifference, not to say glumness, that was characteristic. Unquestionably Frances was the queer duck of the family. “The sort of girl," Tom would sigh to himself, “that somehow you can’t .figure out.” > A tall, awkward young person, with lusterless pale brown hair, nearsighted eyes that necessitated conspicuously ugly spectacles since she hadn’t the right kind 'of a nose for a pincenez; and a reinforced concrete rigidity of chin. The chin asserted itself shortly after France’s graduation from high school, when the young lady who possessed it took away the breath of all family’ traditions by announcing her determination to become a stenographer. *T want to be independent—to have money of my own to spend as I please,” she glumly answered the scandalized Angelina. *T’m not intellectual like Soph, and even if I could get a certificate would make a dead failure at school teaching. I haven’t Rosie’s talent for playing ragtime or Posie’s genius for painting posters. But I can learn to thump a machine and make little dots and curved lines as well as anybody. And I want to be independent,” she reiterated; “to have money of my own to spend as I please." Why Frances should so lust after filthy lucre retrained a family mystery even after she had finished her trainring and been working several months for a wage. Indifferent to dress, she continued 'to Wear plain as pipestem clothes, set 'dom went to theater or concert, walked to and from the station to save car fare; and ate a cold lunch carried 'from home. “Fran always was a tight wad,” sniffed Angelina as she tried on a new pink silk dressing sacque trimmed in real Vai. "A tight wad or a deep wad?" giggled Rosie. “I saw her poring over a bank book the other day, and have a hunch she’s saving up for some big thing that she’s set her heart on. Like I did for my piano, you know, only I never could hive saved enough if daddy hadn’t been such a generous dear in helping me out.” “Maybe she’s got the globe-trotting 'fever and is planning to go round the world,” contributed Posie, continuing >the gigglee. “I wish she’d take me with her as far as Paris. Angle, do ;you think if I coax him real hard father will let me have a at the academy?” “Not until he gives me my promised trip to Alaska, puss-in-boots,” retorted iAngelina with a pleased smile thrown over her shoulder at the pink reflection in the mirror. “Unless that gen-

tieman wishes to get himeelf into a heap of trouble." But all this time . the after-dinner day dream given such prominence in the opening paragraphs of our little story has been laid on the shelf, shamefully neglected. Neglected by us, that is, not by Tom Norton. -■ The more Impossible its realization had become, the dearer in his eyes that after-dinner day dream had grown. And to treat himeelf to so expensive a luxury as a trip back east had seemed more impossible each year. Tom bad forged ahead in business, of course. But they had moved into a larger house. New conditions required new expenditures. The cost of living ’soared higher. As we have hinted, hie growing family had growing ambitions. So the years had gone by from his young married manhood to middle age until this autumn, when Tom Norton and his sixtieth birthday unexpectedly came face to face. As he sank back in his arm chair after dinner that birthday night, for the first time the cherished day dream refused to light. Perhaps the clammy dampness of. low spirits that prevented its igniting was due to the dreary, solitary dinner that he had just finished. For instead of any festive birthday cake celebration it had happened that the scattered family were all dining out that evening—all, that is, except Frances, who had sent word down that she was very busy and would like a tray brought up to her room. “The sort of girl,” sighed Tom to himself as he mused upon this extraordinary behavior, “that somehow you can’t figure out.” Then his honest face turned crimson, for at that inopportune moment of judgment Frances entered Jthe room, and Norton felt as guilty as though she had read his thoughts. “What have you been so busy about, my dear?” he asked as the queer duck of the family approached and glumly stood beside his chair. “Packing." “Packing!” exclaimed Norton in astonishment. “Who’s going away?" “You are, Popsy—to Oshklsh on tomorrow’s overland. Not a word of objection, elr," she laughed tremulously, as she slipped a long envelope into his dumfounded hand. "Your ticket’s already bought, so it’s too late to back out”

M’KINLEY’S SHINNY PARTNER

Incident In President’s Life Recalled by Chum, Former Member of Congress. “William McKinley was a school teacher, a toll bridge tender and one of the best shinny players In Ohio when he and I were boys together at Niles,” said Samuel McMillan, former member of congress, at the New Willard, according to the Washington Post “Major McKinley’s work as a school ■teacher and toll gate tender were gratuitous, however,” continued Mr. McMillan, “for-he taught school for Brose Robinson when Brose was physically incapacitated, and he and I tended toll for ‘Mother’ Mcßeady at the bridge between Nllestcwn and Mineral Ridge, the old lady being unable to perform the work. McKinley as a' boy was somewhat above us fellows and when we played shinny—we never heard of golf in those days—he insisted on some of the boys looking after a ferocious bull and keeping him in a corner on John Battles’ farm before he got mixed up in a game. “I shall never forget an Incident showing McKinley’s character. Following a heavy rain the creek at Niles got out of bounds, and all the earthly possessions of Evan Evans went into the stream. I decided to swim the stream and rescue a barrel of flour and other possessions belonglng to Evans, but McKinley objected. " 'Sam,* he said to me, ‘risk your life to save a life or a principle, but never put In jeopardy what God gave you, to save property.”’ Mr. McMillan said that Brose Robinson, who presided at the Niles school, where he and Major McKinley received their early education, is still alive, and is identified with the Rockefeller interests at Cleveland.

She Was Taking No Chance,

“Of course,” said the lady to the druggist “it may be perfectly harmless, just as you say; but then, you know, there has been so much exposure of patent medicines and such goods that I —” "My dear madam,” interrupted the druggist "I beg to assure you in the strongest terms that you need not apprehend any— ’’ “I know; but I read tn one magazine whqre lots of people had acquired jthe drink and drug habit through using such remedies, and—” “Impossible in this case. Why, you can seg for yourself that —" "Will you give me your word of honor that it contains no alcohol?" “I would swear It on a stack of bibles,” answered the druggist “Then I’ll take It" And then the druggist wrapped up the porous plaster for her.

Ruling Passion.

“Am I badly hurt, doctor?” “No, no. It’s a pretty severe sprain, that’s alt When you turned suddenly and ran into the fire hydrant you seem to have slipped off the curb and twisted your ankle. You’ll be all right in a wefek or so.” ‘‘Yes. And, doctor, one request," "Go ahead.” “Won’t you please have the papers say that the accident was due to my French high heels?” '

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This is the first photograph of the complete group of commissioned officers of the aviation corps of the United States navy. Left to right: Lieut. V. D. Herbster, Lieut. W. M. Mcllvain, Lieut P. N. L Bellinger, Lieut. R. C. Saufley, Lieut J. H. Towers, Lieut Com. H. C. Mustin, Lieut B. L. Smith, Ensign de Chevalier and Ensign M. L. Stolz. The picture was taken at the naval aeronautical station at Pensacola, Fla.

OLD KING LEOPOLD OF BELGIUM MADE TWO ROYAL LOVERS WAIT

Prince Victor Napoleon for Six Years Was. Refused the Hand of Princess Clementine Who Was Kept a Prisoner in the Palace Until Death of Aged Monarch and the Accession of Albert.

Paris. —An heir has been born to the official pretender to the throne of France. The Bonapartist party is rejoicing over the arrival of a prlpce Imperial, and the mother of the little prince, who was Princess Clementine of Belgium, declares she Is the happiest woman in the world. She has prayed for a son, and now the son is born. It was a real royal romance, that of Prince Victor Napoleon and the Belgian princess. For six years the two waited for each other; for old King Leopold, the father of the princess, forbade their marriage. The mere prospect of it helped to embitter his

Princess Clementine.

last days, and even on his deathbed he warned his youngest daughter against the fatal prompting of her heart and fancy. He reminded her, almost with his expiring breath, of the Bourbon blood in her veins, of the position of her fiance as the undisputed head of the Bonaparte family, and of the Irreconcilable feud between the two sets of pretenders to sovereignty in France —the royalist and imperialist ' V The engagement between the princess and the pretender to the hypothetical throne of the French waa a somewhat romantic one. For 24 years, slnee he was exiled from France, the chief of the Bonapartists had lived ih Brussels His life, to out ward appearance, was of somewhat mort/se resignation. He did not plot in his great house on the Avenue LouUe, but neither did hr show contentment with his lot B/ussels is a comparatively small city, but the first inkling of the fact thaf the prince and the princess were attentive was given at one of the horseback paper chases which are among the favorite reCreations of Brussels society. At this paper chase Prince Victor was victorious and Princess Clementine attached the trophy, a bunch of ribbons, to his coat. Her act appeared significant At once the engagement was declared to be certain. Shortly after this Prince Victor drove to the great royal palace in Brussels to ask the old king for the hand of his daughter. And now the subtle genius of the crrfty monarch displayed itself in all it* power. Receiving the French preteuter w‘th the exquisite deference his manner could assume, the wily king professed his perfect willingness to accept the prince for a son-in-law. "But since the French republic has raised objections, Leopard must forbid the banns." Princess Clementine had intimated a purpose to avail herself of her legal advantage of being thirty-two years old by marrying her lover. In that event, Leopold assured the pretender, he should be put to the painful niieesstU pf disowning Clementine as

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he had disowned his two other daughters. It was of the utmost consequence to the Belgian sovereign, as head of the Kongo state, to maintain friendly relations with the foreign office in Paris. The safety of Belgium itself depended upon French good will. When the Bonaparte pretender, after listening to this exposition of dynastic diplomacy, ventured to speak of love, Leopold's only .reply, it was said, was “inextinguishable laughter.” But the prince had formed an enduring affection for the princess and he was resolved to bide his time. And the grim old king kept his youngest daughter a prisoner. It was the time when the moral wreck of the king of the Belgians had filled the world with scandal. His character, colossal in every respect, lost no vigor in the capacity of jailer, and the helpless Clementine durst not stir from her room without the prior permission of. her inexorable parent Dally she was summoned to' the presence of her father, who put to her the query: “Will you swear never to see this man?” The answer of the princess was the sweetest, but the firmest; for she never forgot her sense of duty to her parent, whom she tenderly loved when all the world was filled with loathing for his vices. And the old king who hated his wife, hated his sister, hated his two elder daughters, loved Jealously, selfishly, his youngest child, Princess Clementine. When he came home to Brussels from the dancing girls of Paris, from his senile junketing on the Riviera, it was she who nursed him back to a kind of health and decency. She drove abroad with him, and when she was with him the people did not hoot him in the streets—With kindly respect they lifted their hats to the Princess Clementine, and her old father grinned and bowed and took the salutes to himself. He never appeared in public in his own kingdom unless she were by his side. She was his shield and his buckler; she was his nurse and companion; and she was the dog on the threshold. And the sweethearts waited, growing older. Now and then they saw each other —at the opera, at the court at the chase. They still loved each other devotedly; they were of the race of great sweethearts. In spite

Prince Victor Napoleon.

of the fact that the princess was slowly withering and that the prince was turning bald and waxing fat In those long years of waiting the princes* grew to be a symbol—a symbol of unhappy love for the entire natt-jn. Calm Belgian sweetheart* promised each other to love like Clementine. Six years they waited. And then King Leopold died and King Albert ascended the throne. With hl* accession the royal objeo

tions were removed. This was due largely to the attitude of Prince Victor himself, who always refrained from attending official fetes and cetemonies in Brussels and from in any way embarrassing the relations of Belgium and France. As soon as court etiquette allowed the two faithful sweethearts were married at Moncalleri, Italy. Prince Victor is a cousin of King Victor Emmanuel of Italy. And the ceremony took place in the royal castle erected in the fifteenth century, to which Princess Clotilde, sister of King Humbert of Italy and mother of Prince Victor Napoleon, retired after the overthrow of the French empire. Public rejoicing marked the occasion. The members of the Savoy and Bonaparte families were present, including

Albert of Belgium.

Prince Louis Napoleon, the younger brother of the pretender, who for some time had not been on good terms with the bridegroom. The wedding was in 1910. The princess was thirty-eight years old and the prince was forty-eight The prince Imperial is their second child. The first was a girl, the Princess Clotilde. The Empress Eugenie was always heartily in favor of ths marriage and the bulk of her vast fortune will go to the little prince imperial and his sister. And there are some who believe that Emperor Napoleon IV, as Prince Victor is called by the Bonapartists, will some day ascend the throne and that the prince Imperial eventually will be emperor of France.

DUG LIVE QUAIL FROM SNOW

Massachusetts Hatchery Keeper Found Prize Bird* Burled In Dwp Drift ———-- Springfield, Mads. —Digging live quail out of a snowbank may sound like a yarn upon which to look with suspicion, but that was what the keeper at the state hatchery at Wilbraham did after the recent snowstorm. The fact that the keeper found the birds buried beneath a foot of snow is taken as an indication by sports* men that many others have died beneath the snow and that the hunting next season will be far from good. The flock the keeper rescued is one that is allowed to roam at will on the game farm. After the big storm he noticed that the quail had disappeared. A search of outbuildings failing to reveal them he took a shovel and proceeded to dig in a field not far from the house where he had noticed that the quail spent most of their time. Eventually he discovered the birds. They would have perished in a few hours of starvation. Apparently thej were unable to fight their way up through the drift that covered them, as they were huddled together. First aid to the Injured applied In quail fashion restored the birds so that they are now apparently as healthy and as lively as possible.

Wealthy Sought Cheap Groceries.

Chicago.—ln the crowds that flocked to the municipal grocery, where the city of Chicago sells food at cost prices. County Agent Meyer recognized a dozen maids and butters who admitted they were buying for families whose incomes are more than |2od a week. He refused to sell groceries to them. . v

Kid Glove for Cooks.

Paris. —To prevent bacilli from gee* ting into food. Prof. Andre Chant* messe urges that all cooks wear W gloves. ■

TO MAKE PERFECT GRAVY

Mixture of the Ingredients, and Proper Thickening, Are Really the Only Two Sec-eta. When making gravies of either milk or water always have the liquid boiling hot before adding.the thickening. Make the thickening, using about one tablespoonful of flour for one pint of gravy, by placing the flour In a cup. adding cold water, a little in a cup. and stirring with a fork until smooth and of the consistency of thick Cream. Then comes the secret of smooth gravy. When ready to add the thickening to the liquid dip two or three spoonfuls of the boiling liquid into the thickening, stir together and turn slowly into the hot liquid, stirring constantly until it bolls up well, when It will be done. By dipping the hot liquid into the thickening it brings the temperature somewhere near that of the liquid, consequently, when stirred In it does not retard the boiling at all. This same method holds good In regard to custards, sauces, salad dressings, or anything cooked in a likemanner. Another gravy secret: When the milk supply is low. Instead of helping out with water use potato watez', drained from the potatoes. You will find it a much better substitute.

ALL AROUND the SHOUSE

When cleaning knives damp them before rubbing on the boards; thia will produce a better polish and they will clean much quicker. To impart a delicate odor to linen, saturate a piece of cotton or blotting paper with oil of lavender and place it among the various articles. A little bag of sulphur suspended In a bird cage Is not only healthy for the bird, but keeps away the parasites with which some birds are infested. If wood worms are in old furniture rub constantly with turpentine. The polish made of turpentine and beeswax is to be preferred to any other for this cure. When boiling a haddock fasten the head to the tall, add only sufficient water to cover, and boll slowly till cooked. Haddock is hard and indigestible if boiled fast Old nail holes in wood may be filled up by mixing sawdust with glue till it is the consistency of stiff paste. Press this compound into the holes, and It will become as hard as the wood itself. When jars and jugs have been put away and smell musty, rinse them with lime water. This is particularly good for all vessels used for milk, as there Is no likelihood of their not being properly cleaned.

Princess Soup.

One quart of milk, two large onions, three eggs, two tablespoonfuls Of butter, two tablespoonfuls of flour, one teaspoonful of salt and a half teaspoonful of pepper, two tablespoonfuls of grated cheese. Put milk on to boil; fry tiie butter and onions together for eight minutes, then add the dry flour and cook two minutes longer, being careful not to burn. Stir into the milk and cook ten minutes. Rub through a strainer and return to the fire. Now add the cheese. Beat the eggs with a speck of pepper and salt Season the soup with the salt and pepper. Hold the colander over the soup and. pour the eggs through and set back for three minutes where it will not. boll. Then serve.' The cheese may be omitted if this is not liked.

Boiled Fish With White Sauce.

Lay a plate on a large napkin and. place the fish on this; tie the napkin, corners together and set the whole in. a deep saucepan; fill with boiling water seasoned highly with salt pepper, vinegar and s few cloves. 801 l very gently till done, then lift the fish out by the napkin corners again, untie and slip the fish from the plate to a hot platter. Boiled fish should be served with A hot creamed sauce, chopped hardboiled eggs and a little parsley, or with the same sauce mixed with oysters, shrimps or lobster.

Easy Way to Stretch Small Curtains.

The many small curtains of scrim or muslin . which belong at transom windows, French doors, bathroom windows, etc., are often very hard to mate even after they are ironed Im the usual way. An easy and successful way to do up such small curtains is to iron the headings only; then while the curtain Is quite damp, stretch it on the top and lower rods where it belongs. This stretching of It while wet will draw the curtain Into the right size and shape, and without uneven edges.

When You Can Fruit

One tablespoonful of glycerin to each pound of fruit In preserves pre-, vents the formation of a sugary crystal coating on top. In stewing fruit fresh or evaporated, two tablespoonfuls of glycerin to each pound of fruit and a pinch of salt and less sugar Is a great Improvement

To Strain Oatmeal.

Instead of rubbing the baby’s oatmeal through a sieve in order to strain It, I purchased an ordinary flour sifter, and by simply turning the handle the oatmeal Is easily passed through and the result Is a light foamy substance which Is far more palatable for the babyc