Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 130, Hammond, Lake County, 18 November 1907 — Page 3

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A Mystery Story of San Francisco BY EARLE ASHLEY WALCOTT (Copyright lc. tfc Bohbs llarrill Co.) (Continued.) "Where la she at the receiving hospital? What la the matter with her?" "Aisy, aisy, sor. It may be nothing. She's upstairs. A bit of a cut, tbey say. Here, Sha'ighnessy, look out for this door! I'll take ye up, sor." We moimted the creaking stairs In the light of the smoky lamp that stood on the bracket, and Corson opened a door for me. A flickering candle played fantastic tricks with the furniture, sent shadows dancing over the dingy walls, and gave a weird touch to the two figures that bent over the bed In the corner. The figures straightened up at our entrance, and I knew them for the doctor and his assistant. "A friend of the lady, sor," whispered Corson. The doctor looked at mo in some surprise, but merely bowed. Mother Borton turned her head on the pillow, and her gaunt face lighted up at the sight of me. "Eh, dearie, I knew you would come," she cried. The doctor pushed his way to the bedside. "I must insist that the patient be qutet," he said with authority. "Be quiet?" cried Mother Borton. "Is it for the likes of you that I'd be quiet? Tou white-washed tombstone raiser, you body-snatcher, do you think you're the man to tell me to holM my tonguo when I want to talk to a gentleman?" Mother Borton had raised herself npon one elbow; her face, flushed and framed in her gray and tangled hair, was working with anger; and her eyes were almost lurid as she sent fierce glances at one after another of the men. about her. She pointed a skinny finger at the door, and each man as ehe cast her look upon him went out without a word. "Shot the door, honey," she said quietly, lying down once more with a satlsAcd smile. "That's it. Now me and you can talk cozy-like." "You'd better not talk. Perkaps you will feel more like It to-morrow." "Th'fe won't be any to-morrow for me," growled Mother Borton. "I've seen 'enough of 'em carved t know when I've got the dose myself. Curse that knife!" and she groaned at a twinge of pain. "Who did it?" "Black Dick curse his soul. And he's roasting in hell for it this minute," cried Mother Borton, savagely. "Hush!" I said. "You mustn't excite yourself." "There's maybe an hour left in me. We must hurry. Tell me about your trouble at Livermore, was it?" said she. I gave her a brief account of the expedition and Its outcome. Mother Borton listened eagerly, giving an occasional gruat of approval. "Well, honey; I was some good to ye, after all," was her comment. "Indeed, yes." "And you had a closer shave for your life than you think," she continued. "Tom Terrill swore he'd kill ye, and it's one of the miracles, sure, that he didn't." "Well, Mother Borton, Tom Terrill's laid up in Livermore with a broken head, and I'm safe here with you, ready to serve you in any way that a man may." "Safe safe?" mused Mother Borton, an absent look coming over her skinny features, as though her mind wandered. Then she turned to me impressively. "You'll never be safe till you change your work and your name. You've shut your ears to my words y f 4. . 6 A' T V, . .-v v ,.- v .: - T ff tan roc for rrr njr' : while I'm alive, but maybe you'll think of 'em when I'm in my coffm. I tell you now, boy, there's murder and death before you. Do you hear? Murder and death." She sank back on her pillow and Kazed at me with a wearied light in her eyes and a sibyl look on her face. "I think I understand," I said gently. "I have faced them and I ought to know them." "Then you'll you'll quit your Job you'll be yourself?"

"I can not. I must go on." "And why?" "My friend his work his murderer." "Have you got the man who murdered Henry Wilton?" "No." "Have you got a man who will give a word against against you know who?" "I have not a scrap of evidence against any one but tue testimony of my own eyes," "I was compelled to confess. : "And you can't use it you dare not use it. . Now I'll tell you, dearie. I know the man as killed Henry Wilton." "Who was it?" I cried, startled into eagerness. "It. was TV ark Dirk the curbed Ecoundrel that's done for me. Oh!" she groaned in pain. "Maybe Black Dick struck the blow, but I know the man that stood behind him, and paid him, and protected him, and I'll see him on the gallows before I die." "Hush," cried Mother Borton trembling. "If he should hear you! Your

throat will be cut yet, dearie, and I'm to blame. Drop it, dearie, drop it. The boy is nothing to you. Leave him go. Take your own name and get away. This is no place for you. When I'm gone there will be no one to warn ye. You'll be killed. You'll be killed." Then she moaned, but whether from pain of body or mind I could not guess. "Never you fear. I'll take care of myself," I said cheerily. She looked at me mournfully. "I am killed for ye, dearie." I started, shocked at this news. "There," she continued slowly, "I didn't mean to let you know But they thought I had told ye." "Then I have two reasons instead of one for holding to my task," I said solemnly. "I have two friends to avenge." "You'll make the third yourself," groaned Mother Borton, "unless they put a knife into Barkhouse first, and then you'll be the fourth belike." " "Barkhouse do you know where he is?" "He's in the Den on Davis street, you know. I was near forgetting to tell ye. Send your men to get him tonight, for he's hurt and like to die. They may have to fight. No dca't leave me now." "I wasn't going to leave you." Mother BoFton put her hand to her throat as though she choked, and was silent for a moment. Then she continued: "I'll be to blame if I don't tell you I must tell you. Are you listening?" Her voice came thick and strange, and her eyes wandered anxiously about, searching the heavy shadows with a look of growhig fear. T am listening," I replied. "You must know you must know I must tell you. The boy the woman is" , On a sudden Mother Borton sat bolt upright in bed, and a shriek, so long, so shrill, eo freighted with terror, came from her lips that I shrank from her and trembled, Saint with the horror of the rJaee. "They come there, they come!" she cried, and throwing up her arms she fell back on the bed. The candle shot up into flame, sputtered an instant and was gone. And I was alone with the darkness and the dead. CHAPTER XXVII. A Link In the Chain. I sprang to my feet. But before I had covered the distance to the door, it was flung open and Corson stood on the threshold. At the darkness he wavered and cried: "What's the matter here?" "She is dead." I shuddered as I stood beside him, and brought the lamp from the bracket in the hall. Mother Borton lay back staring af frightedly at the mystic being who had come for her, but settled into peace as I rlosd her eyes and composed her limbs. "She was a rare old bird," said Corson when I had done, "but there was some good in her, after all." bhe cf, been a good friend to me, i ,aiu, anu we caned a servant from below and left the grewsome room to his guardianship. And now, theses another little job to ne aone. i nereis one or my men a get him out." "I'm with you, sor." said Corson heartily. "I'm hopin' there's seme heads to be cracked." I naa not counted on the pol:reman's aid. but I was thankful to accept the honest offer. In the restaurant I found five of my men, and with this foire I thought that I might safaly attempt an assault on the Den. The Den was a lew, two-story buiUling of brick, with a warehouse below. and the quarters of the enemy, approached by a narrow stairway above, "Step quietly." I cautioned ray men, as we neared the dark and forbidding entrance. "Keep close to the shadow of the buildings. Our best chance is in a surprise." There was no gusrd at the door that stood open to the street, and we halted a moment before it to make sure of our plans. "It's a bad hole." whispered Corson. "A fine place for an ambush," I returned dubiously. "Well, there's no help for it," said the policeman. "Come on!" And drawing his club and revolver he stole noijelessly up the stairs. We were not two-thirds the way up the flight before a voice shot out oi the darkness. "Who's there?" There was no more need for silence, and Corson and I reached the landing iust as a door opened that let the light

stream from within. Two men had sprung to the doorway and another could be seen faintly outlined in the dark hall. The two men jumped back into the room and tried to close the door, but T

was uroa them before thev rmild ! swing it shut. Four of my men had J followed me close, and with a few ' blows given and taken the two were ! prisoners. j "Tie them fast," I ordered, and ! hastened to see how Corson fared i I met the worthy policeman in the I hall, blown but exultant. Owens was I following him, and betw-en them thev i half-dragged, half-carried the man who had given the alarm. "Aren't there any more about?" I asked. "There were more than three left in the gang." "If thrrf5 hnd hc-on mor of us, you'd never have got in," growled one of the prisoners. "Where's Barkhouse?" I asked. "Find him!" was the defiant reply. We began the search, opening one room after another. Some were sleeping rooms, some the meeting rooms, while the one we had first entered appeared to be the guardroom. "Hello! What's this?" exclaimed Corson, tapping an iron door, such as closes a warehouse against fire. "It's locked, sure enough," said Owens, after trial. "It must be the pkice we are looking for," I said. "Search those men for keys." The search was without result. "It's a sledge we must get," said Owens, starting to look about for one. "Hould on," said Corson, "I was near forgetting. I've got a master-key that fits most of these locks. It's handy for closing up a warehouse when some clerk with his wits a-wan-dering forgits his job. So like enough it's good at unlocking." It needed a little coaxing, but th bolt at last slid back and the heavy dcor swung open. The room was furnished with a large table, a big desk and a dozen chairs, which sprang out of the darkness as I struck a match and lit the gas. It was evidently the council room of the enemy. "This is illigant." said the policeman, looking around with approval; "but your man isn't here, I'd say." "Well, it looks as though there might be something here of interest," I replied, seizing eagerly upon tbe papers that lay scattered about upon the desk. "Look in the other room while I run through these." A rude diagram on the topmost paper caught my eye. It represented a road branching thrice. On the third branch was a cross, and then at intervals four crosses, as if to mark some features of the landscape. Underneath was written: "From B follow 1V2 m. Take third road -3 or 5." The paper bore date of that day, and I guessed that it meant to show the way to the supposed hiding-place of the boy. Then, as I looked again, the words and lines touched a oerd of memory. Something I had seen or known befar was vaguely suggested. I groped in the obscurity for a moment, vainly reaching for the phantom that danced just beyond the grasp of my mental fingers. There wag no t,me tQ oge Jn ulating and r turned to the work that pressed before us. But as I thrust the search for Barkhouse, the elusive memory flashed on me. The diagram of the enemy recalled the single slip of paper I had found in the pocket of Henry Wilton's coat on the fatal night of my arrival. I had kept it always with me, for it was the sole memorandum left by him of the busmess that had brought him to his death. I brought it cut and placed It side by side with the map I had before me. The resemblance was less close than I had thought, yet an the main feature were the same. There was the road branching thrtce; a cross in both marked the junction of the third road as though it gave sign of a building or some natural landmark; and the other features were indicated in the same order. No there was a difference in this point; there were five crosses on the third road in the enemy's diagram, while there were but four in mine. In the matter of description the enemy had the advantage, slight as it was. "Third road cockeyed barn Iron cow," and the confused jumble of drunken letters and figures that Kenry had written I could make nothing of these. "From B folios 1H m. Take third road 3 or 5" this was at least half-intelligible. Then it came to me like a blow was this the mysterious "key" that the Cnknown had demanded of me in her fetter of this morning? I was roused

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from my reverie of fears by confused shouts from down the hall, ad sprang hastily to the door, with the thought that the forces of the enemy wre upon us. 'Here he is! they've found him," cried an excited voice. "Yes' sIr! here he comes!" U was truly tbe stal'art guard; but two days had made a sad change in b5m - With head bound in a bloody rag' and face of a waxy vellw hue, he sta'Sered limply out of one of the rear rms betweeI1 Corson and Owens, Barkhouse was soon propped up on the lounSe in the guardroom, and with & few sips of whisky and a fresh bandage began to look like a more hopeful sase. "Now, we must get out of here," I said. "Take turns by twos in helping Barkhouse. We had better not risk staying here." "Right," said Corson; "and now we'll just take these three beauties along to the station." The men swore at this, but as their hands were bound behind them, and Corson walked with his club in one hand and his pistol in the other, they took up the march at command and the rest of us slowly followed. CHAPTER XXVIII. The Chase in the Storm. When we reached the entrance to our quarters on Montgomery street the rain had once more beguu to fall, gently now, but the gusts of damp wimi from the south promised more aad worse to follow. "A message for you, Mr. Wilton," said a voice suddenly from the recess of the doorway. "Give it to me," I said. A slip of paper was thrust into my hand, and I passed up the stairs. "I'll wait for you." said the messenger, and at the first gas jet that burned at the head of the stairs I stopped to read the address. It was in the hand of the Unknown, and my fatigue and indifference wero gone in a moment. I trembled as I tore open the envelope and read: "Follow the bearer of this note at 12:30. Come alone and armed. It is Impfcrtant." There was no signature. If it meant anything it meant that I was to meet the Unknown, and perhaps to search the heart of the mystery. I had been heavy with fatigue and drowsy with want of sleep, but at this thought the energies of life were once more fresh within me. The men had waited a minute for me as I read the note. "Go to your rooms and get some rest, "I said. "I am called awiy. Trent will be in charge, and I will send word to him If I need any of you." They looked at me in blank protest. "You're not going alone, sir?" cried Owens in a tone of alarm. "Oh, no. But I shall not need a guard." 1 hoped heartily that I did not. The men shook their heads doubtfully, and I continued: I "Corson will be down from the Cen tral station in 15 or 20 minutes. Just tell him I've been sent for aud to i come to-morrow if he can make it in his Tray." And bidding them good night I ran hastily down the stairs before any of the mn could frame his protest into words. "Are you ready, sir?" asked the messenger. "It is close on half-past twelve," I answered. "Where is she?" "It's not far away," said my guide evasively I understood the danger of speech and did not press for an answer. we plunge t down Montgomery street in the teeth of the wind that dashed the spray in our faces at one moment, lulled an Instant the better to deceive the unwary and then leaped at U3 from behind corners with the Im petuous rush of some great animal that turned to vapor as it reached us. The street was dark except for the newspaper offices, which glowed bright with lights on both sides of the way, busy with the only signs of life that the storm and the midnight hour had left With the lighted buildings behind us we turned down California street, ! Half-way down the block, in front of the Merchants' Exchange, stood i hack. At the sight my heart beat fast : and my breath came quick ! As we neared the hack my guide gave a short, suppressed whistle, and j passing before me, flung open tho ; door to the vehicle and motioned me i to enter. I had gone too far to re1 treat, and stepped into the hack. In I stead of following, the guide closed the door gently; I heard him mount the ' A V- .1 1 . . i scat viLii uie ariver, ana in a mo ment we were in motion. ! Was I alone? I had expected to find i the Unknown, but the dark interior ; gave no sign of a companion. A slight movement made me certain that seme j one sat in the father corner of the j carriage. The situation became a lit- ! tie embarrassing. Was it my place to spean nrst? 1 wondered. At last I could endure the silence no longer. "Quite an unpleasant evening," I remarked politely. There was a rustle cf movement, the sound of a short ga?p, and a soft, mournful voice broke on my ear. "Mr. Dudley can you forgive me?" The astonishment I felt to hear my own name once more the name that seemed cow to belong to a former stat of existence was swallowed up as the magnetic tones carried their revelation to my mind. I was stricken j dumb for a moment at the discovery they had brought Then I gasped: " "Mrs. Knapp!" "Yes, Mrs. Knapp," she said with a mournful laugh. "Did you never suspect?" I was lost in wonder and confusion, and even yet could not understand. (To be Continued.)

I FOR MADAM AND MADEMOISELLE Br BEATRICE IMOGENE HANSEN

CHOOSING WALLPAl'Kn. The size and plan or a room, whether it Is Hg-ht or dark, and its furnishings, are all important points to be considered when choosing paper for it. A high room needs a frieze or one of the pretty borders now so Inexpensive, while a low room should have neither. Paper of decided color and pattern wi'l look well on a room of large proportions, while narrow rooms and j halls are betttr done In plain shades. If a room is very sunny, pink and yellow should le chosen; If the room is lipht, even though the sun does not visit it green, red or turquoise blue is suitable. On the other hand, if the room is dark, a Iloral paper will tend to lighten it. flowery desisrn. If hangings are of a floral design in pa- j pet should be avoided, while the op posite may be said in regard to self colored hangings. l'OH THK WOMAN WHO SEWS, It would be hard just now to find a more f ascinatinsr section of any of the larpe dry goods shops than the ribbon counter. The faint odor of sachet and the sifrht of so many flowered and fancy ribbons which in themselves are suppestlve of the many uses to which they maye be put, are sufficient to make the most hurried shopper linger for a few minutes at that department. It's a little early to speak of holiday shopping, but for the busy girl who has only those oft referred to but decidedly elusive and uncertain "odd minutes" for fancy work, it is not a bit too soon to begin. Ribbons are so easy to work with and such good results can be obtained with them with comparatively so little effort, that they are coming to be more popular each year. Painty bags and cases for handker'ilefs, gloves or veils, waist hangers. hat pin holders and pin rolls are among the many attractive and useful articles that can be evolved from a few lengths of wide ribbon. The little Japanese doll wears a dress of flowered ribbon which conceals a pin ushion. Narrow satin ribbons are fastened to the back and tied in a bow at the top, so that the novel pincushion may lie hung up in a convenient place. A little sachet added to the cushion will add to its attractiveness as a gift. A strip of eider down and a single width of ribbon may be made into a very useful pin role, with but little trouble. The eiderdown should be a trifle narrower than the ribbon, so that tho edges of the latter may be turned over and feather stiched down. Through the center of the eider down a narrow satin ribbon is tacked at intervals. Hair pins may be slipped through this narrow ribbon, while the straight pins and safety pins are stuck into the eiderdown itself. A small ribbon pocket at one end for thread and thimble or small scissors, adds to the usefulness of this roll. Narrow ribbons should be fastened to one end to tin around the roll. WOIt KING MOS OGHAM. The girl who wishes the touch of In dividuality given by her monogram can easily embroider both her under wear and household linen, if at all clever with her needle. I!y selecting the initial of the first name and simply combining that with the Initial of the last, it is not nearly so aimcuit to evolve ones monogram as is generally supposed and costs nothing but the time it takes. Then use soft filling cotton to trace the letters, using a chain stitch to give a padded look, and work with mercerized floss that comes for the purpose; the result more than pays for the small amount of time, trouble and cost, the latter only the few cents for the working cotton. MA K K I N G I N I J EH W E A H. Convenient for marking underwear and such things are the name tapes which can be ordered with the name in full length and address, as well, and also in the simpler form of initials or monograms, and which come either in color on white or white on white on white or engraved indelibly, according to the wish of the purchaser. This is one of the most useful gifts that could be made to a girl who is away from home, where her clothes may go astray. NEW niTTONlIOI.ES. We are learning all the time. Even the buttonhole of our grandmothers has been improved upon by the modern tailor. It is a good thing for the home dressmaker to know. When cutting buttonholes in heavy material a small triangle ia cut in the end nearest the edge of the garment. This allows the shank of the button to set easily the buttonhole. After cutting and m overcasting begin with two threads, one to outline the buttonhole and the other to work the stitches. Praw one thread gently around the edge of the button hole to form a cord as th-i stitches are worked over it. When completed work three or four stitche at the inner end of the buttonhole, making a bar across it. When all the buttonholes are finished the edges of each should be drawn together by a fov stitches at the back. They should then be pressed under a damp cloth and when dry the stitches can be ripped out. CLEANING SKIRTS. A woman's skirts ought to go to the tailor's as often as men's trousers do. but this seems to be one of the points on which women choose to economize. A well pressed skirt wears longer, and the woman who wants to get the most service out of her clothing should press it at home if she can't send them out. Here 13 a practical plan for cleaning and pressing skirts: Brush them first, then whisk off with a clean brush ! dampened in ammonia and warm waj ter. Any stain can be removed if rubbed out at once with a mixture of equal parts of ammonia, alcohol and water. After the skirt is thoroughly cleaned, brushed and dried lay it on the pressins table or board, pin each plait

down In the proper fold, cover the skirt ' with a piece of dark woolen goods, J which has been previously dampened ; and then press. '

STONtJIXG KSSKNTIAL. The home- dressmaker makes the nilstake of her life when she cuts Into any piece of heavy woolen stock without J sponging1 it is easily done at home. Lay newspapers on the ' floor, then lay one wet sheet down, open j and lay the cloth on it folded. Next very carefully fold over the other half of the sheet around the cloth, and then fold the whole up, being careful not to let either the cloth or sheet have any wrinkles when you fold it over and over. If you have much poods, one, shi et will not be lor.pr enough, and you will have to place a second In the same way. and be careful not to have any gap between the two sheets, as It will make a line on the poods. Po not make the folds of the poods too narrow. Start with a foot and let It Increase. When it is folded the entire lenpth with perfect smoothness lay the whole mass on a board and let it lay over niprht in a cool room. In the mornlnp hang over a long pole, not a line, to dry. A 1KW IIKI.PFI L I1IXTS. Handkerchiefs will dry as If Ironed if while still wet they the carefully smoothed out on the window pane or mirror, or painted walls, which are very smooth. Start on time to "get ready" when you have a definite place to reach at a definite time. Acquire this habit and it will save nerve wear, lines in the face and temper, which spoils sweet natures. Do not stick pins in a different place every time r. hat Is worn. Tho multitude of small holes are very un sightly and soon spoil even the most beautiful hats. Pin underneath the brim if possible, but. If not, have one place for the pin to pass through and keep it there. Cut or break thread off. Do not bite it. This wears off the enamel of the teeth, and Is very injurious. Fashion dictates that the elderly woman may discard black, and other sombre shades and wear colors. This is because many of the new shades worn by the younger women are quite as becoming to their seniors. NOVEIi DRESSING TAHI.K. In a small steam-heated apartment, where every Inch of space counts, a pretty and useful dressing table can be made for either bedroom or bathroom with the aid of a radiator. Get a board the desired size of the top. Screw four screw eyes, one on each side and wire securely to radiator Gather your material (colortd cheese cloth underneath and dotted net or swiss over It makes a dainty covering), tack draw string to board, make the scarf of same material, edged with ruffle for top part. FOK HAG CLEANING. How about that leather bag of yours does it need cleaning? For the tan bag make a thick lather of castile soap and rub hard with a sponge. Let the lather stand on the leather few moments, as in this way it will moisten the dirt. Rub dry with i clean cloth. Use the least water pos slble to avoid staining. Many women substitute milk for water in making the lather, as it contains enough oil i to prevent the lather from stiffening. For black bags there is nothing better than liquid shoe polish put on with an old tooth brush in the cracks and corners. USES FOH AMMONIA. Many households in which an occasional bottle of ammonia is bought for the kitchen scrubbing would be surprised to know for how many cleansing and toilet purposes this liquid is useful. For the bath and. In moderation, the shampoo, it is antiseptic and invigorating. For all toilet uses care should be taken to get only the very best grade. A cloth dampened in ammonia and water will freshen a faded carpet and sometimes remove grease spots from rugs or hangings. Mixed with whiting, it enhances the polishing of silver or glass, and this mixture In water may be used to good effect in cleaning white enameled furniture. Even gold chains and bracelets may safely be cleaned In warm water and ammonia. 3IAKING AN I ROMIOLDEK. Try making your Ironholder this way if you don't want your hand to get dry and heated on Iron day. Cut from ! the upper pari oi an um j.neee ; of leather the size you wish the holder to bo. Cut a piece of brown paper and j two pieces of flannel or cloth the same j size. Then cover the holder in the ! ordinary way. except that on the top i two thicknesses of material should be ! put instead of one. Sew all around the ' edges, then slit the top upper covering j across the center and bind the edge of I the slit. This forms a pocket on each j side, into which one's thumb and finger are slipped. A DAY'S MENU. nreakfa.it. Cantaloupe. Cereal and Cream. Corned Beef Hash. Wheat Muffins. Coffee. Lanrbfn, Fresh Fishballs. Boiled Sweet Potato. Celery. Prune Pie. Cheese. Tea. Dinner. Vegetable Soup. Pork Chops. Mashed Potato. Tarsnips. French Apple Conserve. Coffee. Frrnh Flh Pall. Any fresh fish may be used for this, but shad is particularly nice. Carful-

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SMART LITTLE FROCK. 940 Pattern No. 5940. The becoming little jumper frocks are gaining in X"pularity as the season advances. This smart little model with its pleat- - ed skirt, and pretty sleeve caps i3 made of Scotch plaid. Tucks over tho shoulders contribute to the fullness of the waist which blouses pret tily all around. The skirt is attached to a fitted body lining that closes in, the back. There are many materials suitable for the development such as serge, cheviot, mohair, pique and gingham. For a child cf ten years five and one-half yards of 36-inch nlaterial will be required. Sizes for 6, 8, 10 and 12 years. This pattern will be sent to you on receipt of 10 cents. Address all orders to the Pattern Department of this paper. Be sure to give size and number of pattern wanted. For convenience, write your order on the following1 coupon: No 5940. SIZE. NAME ADDHESS. Noisy Boarders. Patience Wasn't it quiet up in tho country where you were? Beatrice Well, It wasn't very quiet when the boarders began taking their soup. Yonlters Statesman. A Possible Chance. Husband My colleague is the most Insatiable man I ever saw. He want3 everything he sees. Wife Can't you introduce our daughter to him? ly remove the bones and skin from the cooked tish and flake it; then add to It two cups full of hot mashed potato, two tablespoons of melted butter and an equal quantity of cream, and stir in the yolk of one egg, with a seasoning of salt and pepper; rub the potutets and fish together until very smooth; when cold, form into balls and roll in fine bread or cracker crumbs, and fry in hot deep fat. r'rrneli AppSr ('(iDnfrtf. Put a pound of sugar and a cup of water over the fire together In a clean saucepan and boil to a thick syrup; put into thin eight good, tart apples, pared, cored and sliced thin, the graio.l rind and juice of a lemon, and cook 15 minutes; poul the mixture Into a mold and set asid serve cold with cream or custard. NOSEGAY" FASHION. That very charming habit of wearing a bouquet of flowers tucked int the corsage is again universal among the best dressed women, only as often as not the flowers worn are artificial. A huge chrysanthemum, a single rosij or a bunch of violets is modish. The first named blossoms wear well, and i 'eai ones are cuosen in pieierenea to made ones; but roses soon droop and violets cannot always be obtained, so in their case artificial blossoms aro preferred. Roses for the cor-sago are sold singly, with an enormously lon stalk, but violets are best liked in a big bunch. deftly arranged In a most natural looking group. The jewellers have produced a nosegay brooch that claps the bouquet round the stalks and secures it to the bodice or coat. It has a humped Uar across it, through which the stalks are slipped. INDIAKS IN TOWN. The Big Chefs are in Hammond for a few days. If yu want to see some Indians that have a real record, just take a look in th-j show windows of tho South Shore Gas and Electric company. If you want to hear their history. Just ask Hunter at 31 Som n IIuiiman street. 10-22-tf. Buckwheat Buckwheat Floor Home jtMwn, borne ground. Best on the market, made by the Dyer Roller Mills. Give it a trial.

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