Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 241, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 October 1915 — Page 2

PERRYDILL PICKLES

By JEAN DICKERSON.

The very day that the Masters opened thetr country house for the season found a large motor van turning In at the gates of the next estate, the Willows. Dorothy Masters from her couch hammock on the western terrace caught a glimpse through the trees of the big van as It flashed up the avenue door. “FenrydiL's Pickles!” she groaned, in despair, and then, turning to her amiable little mother, who was reading near by, Dorothy went on: “Mother, dear, Perrydlll’s Pickles have arrived." “No!"' denied Mrs. Masters, in astonishment. -i~r “I shall never forgive Major Blum for selling the Willows to such impossible people," pursued Mrs. Masters, folding her plump hands on her book. “Why, they say, Dolly, that Mrs. Perrydill actually began the business by making pickles in her own kitchen, and it became so profitable that her husband gave up his position, whatever it was, and helped her. Now they, have two immense factories and a number of small ones here and there!" “Fancy!" commented Dolly, wrinkling her pretty nose. “You can imagine what they will do to the Willows," complained Mrs. Masters, as if it really mattered to her, anyway; “paint the house red or green—have iron dogs and deer on the lawn and drive a big red car.” Dorothy laughed. “Don’t worry, mother; perhaps they have exquisite taste, after all —only, somehow, I seem to smell vinegar and pickles every time their name is mentioned. I wonder if there is a family?" “A girl, I believe—and your father said there was a very clever son who carried off all honors at college.” “Perhaps Bob knows him." “Hardly. I hope that Bob wont tell in love with the girl.” Dorothy laughed again. “Don’t borrow trouble, mother. It may be that the girl won’t look at Brother Bob.” Mrs. Masters bristled. “She is more than likely to notice him, Dolly, • she said, in an offended tone. “Your brother is very handsome and an extremely fascinating young man.” “Poor .Miss Perry dill Pickles!" mocked Dorothy. "I beg your pardon!” said a cool little voice. • Mrs Masters and her daughter jumped visibly. Below them on the shaded path stood a young girl of striking beauty, albeit her hair was a rich red and a few golden freckles powdered her ap-ple-blossom complexion. She wore a simple dress of white linen and she carried a white parasol. “I beg your pardon,” she repeated, composedly, “but I am wondering if you will be so kind as to let me use your telephone? They have not connected ours and it is very important that I should talk to New York at once.” Mrs. Masters was all cordiality at once. “Of course," she cried, rising and leading the way into the house. “Pray make use of it at your pleasure until your own has been installed. Moving is such a bore, isn’t it?” "I think it’s rather fun.” said the girl, furling her parasol and shooting an odd glance at Dorothy’s splendid young figure. “Oh, do you? Just fancy! I'm sure you are Miss Perrydill from the Willows. Yes? Let me introduce you to my daughter Dorothy—l hope we shall see a great deal of each other this summer.” Dorothy added a pretty speech to her mother’s, but Lina Perrydill only nodded and said that they went out very little —were perfect hermits, in fact. After that she went into the house with Mrs. Masters, and when she left it was by another door, so that Dorothy did not see her again that afternoon. Mrs. Masters came back to the terrace. “Well?" she asked Dorothy. “Pretty aB a picture," said Dorothy, generously. “Poor Bobby!” “Bob hates red hair," said Bob's mother. “She looks like a little spitfire.” “Bob likes that kind.” Insinuated Dorothy. "I asked her about the family—there's the mother, who has retired from the business —the father, who is head over heels in his pickle vats, I should judge from what she said — and a brother, whom she mentioned casually. We must call as soon as they are settled.” “You vowed you wouldn’t, Mother Masters!” “There is no harm in one call —If they are impossible—why, the acquaintance can die out.” *—■ ' “We sound dreadfully snobbish, mother, ’ laughed Dorothy,,, suddenly. "Were only mustard, you know! Masters’ Monarch Mustard.” Mrs. Masters winced. “That was In your grandfather’s time, my dear. Your father has not been actively connected with mustard for many years, and i doubt if people ever remember how all our money was made.” . “You don’t dejPPise the source of your money, mother?” asked Dorothy, quickly. ' • “No —but I did grow dreadfully tired es seeing the advertisements and hear-

tng the tiresome Jokes about Maaterti Mustard." “I suppose the Perrydllls feel the same way about their awful pickles,” said Dorothy. Then she edded, “Here comes Bob.” Bob Masters sauntered up the path and mounted the terrace to sink into an extension chair. His straw hat spun dizzily from his fingers to the grass. “It’s hot on the water,” he remarked. “Did you ever meet young Perrydill Pickle?” asked Dorothy. Bob stared and then uttered a loud laugh. “Is that what you call him, sis? We called him ‘Dill Pickle’— never minded it at all —fine, good-na-tured chap—awful grind, though.” “They say he carried off the honors of his class,” said Mrs. Masters. "They speak truly. He carried off the honors, all right—away from me and the rest of the fellows. I didn’t have a look-in on honors —old Dill carried away the whole bunch.” “Then It is quite—possible?" asked Mrs. Masters, with relief in her tones, for the Perrydllls were vastly rich and nowadays money did cover a multitude of sins. Bob roared. “Possible? Old Dill Pickle? Mother, dear, wait till you see him!” “I was afraid so,” murmured Mrs. Masters, as she followed Dorothy Into the house. The next afternoon Dorothy Masters was walking through the pine wood back of the orchard. When she reached & favorite spot she gathered an armful of pine needles and put them in the Inviting seat formed by five trees springing from a common root. The great trunks were wedged tightly together and formed a curious and natural resting place. Dorothy sat down In the seat, crossed her ankles, leaned back and surveyed the snowy tips of her little shoes. In her lap was a book and in the back of her head was a lazy idea that she would like to meet the impossible son of the Perrydllls—it must be rather stimulating to meet someone who wasn’t cut out by the regular college youth paper pattern. So she thought, and the thoughts ran Into dreams, half-waking, and Dorothy’s black eyelashes swept her pink-tinted cheeks and she almost slept. When she heard voices she did not trouble to lift her sleepy lids — the speakers would pass behind the trees and never glimpse her hiding place. Besides that, no one but servants would be wandering about the pine wood at this hour. There was a rich smell of tobacco smoke —Papa Masters had forbidden James to touch his cigars, but the footman was daily tempted thereto. Footsteps paused and somebody spoke. It was the crisp voice of Miss Perrydill. “What a charming pose, Roy! Isn’t she a perfect dear?” Another voice—such a voice—Dorothy had heard John Drew and Henry Miller In matinee love scenes, and the voice of the speaker was much more deep and tender than any of these. But the words he uttered! “So this is Miss Masters’ Monarch Mustard!” said the voice, musingly. “Roy Perrydill!” chided his sister. “If she were not asleep she would bear you.” “As a matter of fact, my dear Lina, the young lady is not asleep at all; she is listening to our compliments.” Dorothy’s eyes flew wide open with indignation. “I am sound asleep!” she contended, bravely. “I haven’t heard a thing you said —except about the mustard.” Both the Perrydllls laughed and were Instantly sobered as they real Ized that Miss Masters was deeply offended if not hurt. Her pretty hands, gay with Jewels, were before her lovely eyes and her shapely shoulders shook convulsively. Lina Perrydill dropped down on her knees beside the woe-begone figure in the tree chair while her handsome brother growled at his own witless remarks. “Dear, don’t cry,” soothed Lina, putting a slender hand under Dorothy’s chin. “We were only in fun and I really believed you were asleep. As for Roy, here —be is incorrigible. Roy, you must beg Miss Masters’ pardon.” “With pleasure,” he was beginning, contritely, when Dorothy’s hands came down and clung tightly to Lina Perrydill’s. But Dorothy was not crying; she was flushed with laughter, and her eyes sparkled merrily. With one graceful movement she was on her feet and shaking hands with Mr. Roy Perrydill. “It was the ‘Monarch Mustard’ that made me laugh,” she said, with engaging frankness. “I’ve been calling you the Perrydill Pickles and it is a revelation to me to learn that people still connect us with Masters’ Mustard — we’ve been so snobbish about it, too!” They all laughed then, and the three found each other so agreeable that when Bob Masters intruded upon their merry chat he could not believe that they had never met before. So together the four young people went down to the Masters house for a cup of tea and a game of tennis. Mrs. Masters, watching them from the terrace, smiled contentedly. “I wonder why they call him ‘impossible,’” she murmured. ‘lt must be a joke, for he is wonderful —wonderful! If I were a girl I would fall in love with him myself. I do hope—” What she hoped was not voiced. Nevertheless, one day it all came true in the shape of a doable wedding, and everybody was so happy that it didn t matter at all that the wags remarked that the onion of Masters’ Monarch Mustard and Perrydill’s Pickles was highly appropriate. (Copyright, 1916. by the McClure Newspw per Syndicate.)

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

PLAYERS HAVE AIDED IN TEAMS’ SUCCESS

The Chicago teams in both National and American leagues have been either on the top or very close to the top of the pennant races all season, and no two players have contributed more to the success of the rival organizations than Vic Saier and Buck Weaver. Saler is the hard-hitting, smoothworking first baseman of the Chicago Cubs. He is rated as one of the most dangerous men in a ‘‘pinch in the older league. He is hitting well over the .300 mark and. In addition, leads the league In long-distance drives. Weaver is the shortstop of the White Sox, one of the most sensational fielders in his position in the American league. He is also a good hitter, and a base runner better than the average.

LEARN JOHNSON IS BEATABLE

Previous to This Season It Was Custom of Opposing Managers to Send Weak Pitchers Against HimThis looks as If it might be about the hardest year that Walter Johnson has had. There are seven clubs in the American league that are after him this year. When Johnson was at the peak of his game he had the American league rolling over and playing dead for him. It was the understanding that when Johnson pitched he was sure to win, so the managers got into the habit of sending in weak pitchers to oppose him. In those days the Washington club got runs for Johnson. It’s another story now. The other seven clubs have learned that Johnson is beatable; that if one keeps his eyes open and his muscles taut he is likely to be able to whang the ball

Walter Johnson.

back as fast as it comes up. To beat Johnson gives a club prestige. So the attitude of the seven managers has changed. They used to say when Johnson started pitching. “Well, here’s a game gone.” Now they send in their strongest pitchers and fight harder against Johnson than against any other pitcher. The Washington club finds it harder to make runs for Johnson than any other of its pitchers, and the Kansas comet is learning that the life of the conspicuous is not always & happy one. ... —- ———-~

Will Bear Watching.

Ducky Henderson, pitcher of the Charleston (W. Vs.) team, pitched two games the other day and shut the other fellows out without a hit in the first game and allowed only five hits In the second game.

Boy Pitches Remarkable Game.

Pilcher Madeen Hams, nineteen years old, of Dallas, Texas, struck out 20 out of 29 betters to face him. He will be watched by the big league scouts for further records.

Vic Saier and Buck Weaver.

FOOTBALL SEASON NOW HERE

Appearance of Annual Guide Sounds Doom of Summer —Rough Play is Eliminated From Game. Summer’s doom is sounded, as it always has been for more years than Walter Camp cares to remember, by the appearance of the annual football guide from the pen of Yale’s justly famous football alumnus. The book is full of new information, not the least of which is the codification of the rules for 1915 and the schedules of practically every school and college eleven In the country. As has been the case since 1905, when the first great reform wave struck football, the essence of most of the changes In the rules this season has to do with the elimination of rough play. Furthermore, the committee has taken a half step in the direction of numbering all players on the field by recommending that numbers be worn. The success which numbering players in college basketball games and in the few games in which numbers were used by football teams last fall has achieved, brought the rules committee around to the new way of thinking. The presence of a field Judge on the gridiron has been made obligatory. This means that hencefprth there will be three officials on the field of play and the head linesman on the sidelines. It Is from the linesman that. most of the duties of the field judge have been taken, the object being to leave the former free to observe the particular province of the game which he is detailed to watch, particularly offside play. Already some of the college squads have begun work, and more than one small boy has ushered in the season on the vacant lots with bangs and bruises.

SPORT NOW DEAD IN CANADA

Hundreds of Leading Athletes of Dominion Have Shouldered Guns and Are Fighting in Europe. Sport throughout the Dominion of Canada is as dead as the proverbial doornail. The reason for it all is the war, and until the great European conflict has passed into history Canadians will be without sport on a major -scale. Efforts to hold local tournaments and national track and fieM championships have been fairly successful, but on the whole interest has, been lacking. Numbered among the thousands of Canadians who have. shouldered the gun and are now fighting for the empire are hundreds of the leading athletes of the dominion. Many have fallen in battle and lie “somewhere in France,” with a small headstone to mark their last resting place.

Travers Never Musses the Ground.

Jerry Travers is said not to have swung on a ball and missed or taken up the sod behind a ball for a threeinch shot since the days when he used to play around in his back yard and holed out his ball by hitting a tree. Many duffers who swing on the ball and fracture a rib without touching the thing are said to be slightly envious of Travers little weakness in being able to get off .a straight ball and true about every time he tries his hand.

Silk O’Laughlin says the speed with which a hall game is played depends on the pitchers, but it has always looked as if the umpires bad a lot to do with it.

Speed of Ball Games.

HAS PREHENSILE FEET

“Back to Nature” Shoes Made Star Pitcher of Benton. Buccess of New York Giants’ New Hurler Due to Discovery of Sane and Sensible Bty!e of FootGear While Working There was some question as to the status of Rube Benton, former Cincinnati pitcher, until it was Anally decided that he was entitled to wear the uniform of a New York Giant. The pitching of Mr. Benton continues to be wonderful beyond all belief, gorgeous without a chance of rivalry. Game after game, without enough hits off him to shake an ounce of dust out of a carpet! According to one of Mr. Benton’s friends, the pitcher’s success is due to his discovering a sane and sensible style of feot-gpar. Down in No’th Calliny they say that Rube has prehensild feet, and when he was 1 the terror of that region he worked in soft moccasins, enabling him to grip the slab With his hoofs, and thus get extra leverage on every ball.-. Ordinary shoes hampered him; he slid ofT the hill whenever he tried to shut his toes, and so he wasn’t showing his real versatility. This year, Mr. Benton’s shoes are only leather on top —below, they are excavated, so that his little tootsies can peek out.

Rube Benton.

wander around, and coyly dive out and in as the occasion may require. When pitching, he takes a firm toe hold upon the slab, and thus adds power to the force of each delivery, as well as giving great assistance to his control. You have to hand it to Mr. Benton —his native ingenuity could not be restrained, even by modern shoe leather.

YANKS WANT CHARMED PENNY

Captain Huston Wants to Becure Twin Brother of Stallings Luck Bringer—Rice Spurns Offer. A bundle of regular U. S. greenback money was offered for the twin brother of the penny that won a pennant and a world’s series for George Stallings, chief of the Boston Braves. Captain Tillinghast Huston, part owner of the Yankees, made the offer. Captain Cushman Rice, the foremost American in Cuba and the owner of the penny, spurned it. And now “Cap” Rice fears that “Cap” Huston will bang him on the knob some dark night and try to take the penny away from him, or hire someone to burglarize his rooms. Cap Huston wants the penny so that he can pass it along to “Wild Bill” Donovan, manager of the Yankees. “Wild Bill” wants the penny because he feels that if he gets it he can win a pennant and a world’s series just as did George Stallings. Cap Ride gave the penny to Stallings early last summer. At that time the Braves were hopelessly in the rut. “Take this, George, and keep it with you. It’ll bring you luck,” said Cap Rice. Stallings took the. penny—and everybody knows what happened afterward. On the same day that Stallings got that penny the Braves won a game. The next day they won another. And they continued to win until there wasn’t any more use of winning. They had won everything in sight.

Regular Job for Sister

The report that the Boston Red Sox had offered Dick Hoblitzel and a bunch of cash for George Sisler of the Browns brought out a statement from Manager Branch Rickey as to his intentions regarding Sisler. The college phenom will be played regularly ou first base, says Rickey, as soon as hk can land another outfielder and a pitcher on whom dependence can h* put There has been some criticism of Rickey because he has shifted Sisler around, but the manager of the Browns realizes as well as any one else the advisability at leaving Sisler in one position and will put him there just as soon as he can do so.

HINTS FOR THE COOK

SOME BETTER WAYS OF DOING KITCHEN WORK. How To Do Away With Lumps in Making Cocoa —To Keep Rice and Macaroni From Becoming Mushy. Instead of mixing cocoa with boiling water to dissolve it before putting it into the cocoa pot, try mixing the dry cocoa with an equal amount of granulated sugar and then pouring it into the boiling water in the, pot, stirring all the while. This does away with the lumps that usually have to be fussed over, and also a mussy cup. The kettle should be given frequent baths, else lime and other salts will settle on the bottom, which may then be dissolved off into the boiling water, making it “hard.” To heat water very quickly set a broad, flat saucepan over the Are and cover to keep in steam. A small zinc-covered board, the size of a -rolling board for pastry, is invaluable for setting hot dishes, pots, etc., upon. This preserves the kitchen table top, and leaves room on the stove for other things.. To prevent a roast from becoming fat soaked, set it upon a rack in the roasting pan. But keep the surface of the roasting pan covered with fat to prevent it from burning. Fat is better used here than water, as water utterly changes the character of the meat. Cold meats may be attractively served by removing Arst all gristle, bones and skin and excess fat and then cutting into thin strips or slivers. Warm indirectly by pouring over the, meat any desired hot sauce. To keep every grain of rice separate and distinct, cook itdn a pot of rapidly boiling water with the lid off. Cooked in a double boiler with the lid on makes the rice mushy. Macaroni should be cooked same as rice. To soften hard tissue of dried vegetables like peas, beans and lentils, cook in soft water. Otherwise add baking soda to ordinary water in the proportion of one teaspoonful to two quarts of water. If string beans are not freshly gathered from the garden, it will improve them to prepare them for cooking, then let them stand for an hour or more in cold water before applying heat. Dried apples, apricots, prunes, etc., should be soaked overnight in cold water before cooking, so as to "plump” them and Boften the dried tissue. Try "caramel sugar” as a dressing for mush, griddle cakes, sauces for puddings, icing for cakes, etc. This is made by cooking the sugar in a pan until it browns nicely or makes caramel. This may be made into a sirup by the addition of water and bottled for future use.

Baked Ham and Sweet Potatoes.

A delicious meat dish can be made by baking ham and sweet poatoes together Grease the bottom of a round baking dish, and place a slice of ham, about one-half inch thick, in it. Pepper the ham and sprinkle a few cloves over the meat. Then spread mashed sweet potatoes over meat, about an Inch and a half in thickness. Put butter salt and pepper on potatoes, add another slice of ham, another layer of potatoes, and top off with a third slice of ham. Bake in a rather hot oven for half an hour, or until the meat is tender. Serve hot, meat and potatoes together. This is an excellent dish for late summer and falL— Farm Life.

Grape Pie.

Remove, the skins of the grapes, put the pulp in a stewpan and bring it to the boiling point; let it simmer for five minutes; force it through a strainer to remove the seeds and add the skins to the pulp. There should be one and one-half cupfuls. Mix two cupfuls of sugar, a few grains of salt and two tablespoonfuls of flour. When blended thoroughly add two eggs well beaten and one tablespoonful of melted butter. Put between crusts and bake.

Pickled Walnuts.

Wipe 100 walnuts, prick with a large needle and put them In a Jar, sprinkling as you lay them in with the following spices, mixed: Cloves, allspice, nutmeg, whole pepper and sliced ginger, of each an ounce; onehalf pint mustard seed, four cloves of garlic and a stick of horse radish. Then add two tablespoonfuls of salt and sufficient boiling vinegar to cover the whole. Cover the jar and tie closely.—Mother’s Magazine.

Mint Leaves in Plum Jelly.

This year when you are making plum jelly, try this plan: Get some fresh mint, and while the jelly is cooking, add some of the mint leaves to it Pour the jelly into the glasses so that a few leaves are in each. The mint gives a flavor and point to the jelly that makes it especially delicious with roast lamb or other meat.

Potato Salad.

Slice cold potatoes, a small onion ; and one cold hard-boiled egg Into a dish and sprinkle a little pepper and salt over this. Take three tablespoonfuls of vinegar, one of butter, one-quarter teaspoonful of mustard ' and heat it over boiling water. Let it get cold and pour over potatoes. Prepare In the morning and serve at night.