Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 161, Hammond, Lake County, 26 December 1907 — Page 3

Thursday, T)e'. 20, 1907.

THE LAKE COUNTY TIMES

!- t t ! By ELEANOR. GATES. Author of "The Biognphy of &. Prairie Girl." Copyright, 1906, by McClurr., I'hiXl.ps A Company. (Continued.) Mrs. Oliver came daily ami spent her time with Marylyn. She 'lid not feel that Dallas needed buoying -Dallas, quiet, pelf poised and stanch. Yet all the while tb older girl v us growing wan under the strain, for having given generously of her strength there was no one from whom In turn she might take. And so her thoughts came often to be of the one who had faithfully watched over them, how faithfully shown by the fact that catastrophe bad followed swift upon his leaving. And In her heart she cried out for him. The tragedy on the bend furnished a nine days' wonder for Brannon, but the garrison felt little grief over It. Lancaster had earned their dislike by Insults open and veiled and by his determination to cut his family off from every friendly influence. The enlisted men were even inclined to treat his disappearance facetiously. When they heard about the pole the.y declared that in his fright over it he had fired a hot, cut a finger, broken a crutch and "lit cut." One wag announced that the section boss was mired in some alkali mudhole; another, that he had been bitten by a polecat; a third composed some doggerel lines in which Lancaster was described as having gone "over the range." Notwithstanding this tha troopers had deep sympathy for the bereaved girls. Oliver, never too popular, they scored roundly for his treatment of Matthews and vowed to the latter that he had ample grounds for walking off and leaving the whole shooting match, but Matthews gently chlded them, reminding them that any moment an Interpreter might be badly needed. Furthermore, he said, he would disregard the unfairness shown him, for he knew his duty. Brannon was still asking who and "why and how In the Lancaster affair when Squaw Charley discovered and Showed to Captain Oliver the testi mony that had iu some way escaped' the 6cout. Under a willow clump ou the beaWb. before Shanty Town was a well defined mark in the sand, V shaped, long and quite deep. It was the "mark left by the prow of a boat that had been pulled out of the water and tJ-V?S at the river's edge. It was ali l) bcertaln proof of the route taken, ,; and coming, by Lancaster's assit. , 1... 'absolute facts nore uneartUed. aU the days' slipped iy this cruel .one became apparent the section boss, with his wild outbursts of anger, his .Implacable hatreds, his suspicions and his tantrums of jealousy, was gone. CIIAPTER XXVI. CROSS the sky, a pale shining ribbon, stretched the Milky Way. The braves in the stockade were watching it, their A ' faces reverently upturned. They sat before their lodges in silent knots of two or three or stood apart here and there, shrouded in summer sheets of dressed cowskin and motionless as statues. ' When they moved, it was to draw heavily upon a plpestone bowl and waft the Incense of kinnikinick toward .the glimmering strip overhead the sa.cred road that leads the Sioux to the happy hunting grounds. One rnoon had passed since the signal smoke arose on Medicine mountain. In that time, though they had fasted and prayed, not a crumb of hope had come to feed their languishing spirits. Truly It seemed as If the pied buffalo . were bringing them more than a generous share of ill luck. The Interpreter told them only evil news that all but sixty of the pony soldiers had gone to hunt and kill Indians. As for the distant peak, from It had curled up no news at all. They gambled no more. They spoke no more of the captive white women. The four condemned brooded in their wigwams, with eyes gloomy, with hair unkempt. Among the squaws, hot discontent was working. They greeted even those who brought them rations with black looks ana menacing gestures. And all warriors as well as squaws got up with the sun and paced along the log walls like prisoned animals, weariug a deep rue into the earth. Throughout the winter they h.id been contented enough with their lot. In no other winter had they enjoyed such freedom from labor and care, such health, comfort and abundant food. But uow the grass was grating high. The new hsaves were opening. The willows were in bud. The wild fowl wop b;;ci and nesting by the river and 'oul,l. In lonely ravines the antelope k:ds were blonilng-proof that it was the killing" season of the pronghorn. Am! here the village was yot shut in a penlike pigs' Soon it might be any day the four chiefs would be dragged out to die by the rope. If the rest were sent away. svould it net be to some reservation? ind if by chance they got free? Their ponies were gone. Where could they fet others? Then it would be Sate in Ae summer perhaps. On what would Ihelr women and children live? There ould bo no dried meat for peuimicau, ao caches of roots or berries, no paekfcd fish, no smoked tongue, no backfat -nothing. And all would go hungry. The post saw how terrible was the ferment among the hostage crew and, fallow tag David Bond's last visit to

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tions. The officers' families never entered the sliding panel now, but climbed a ladder and viewed the Indians from the safe height of the board walk. An armed escort went with the rations en issue days. The sentry beats were halved, and the number of watchers thus doubled. And every night a detail entered and rigidly searched each lodge to see that no brave was trying, after the fashion of the badger, to burrow a way out. Squaw Charley alone was exempt from any new ruling, for he came and went when he ch'jse. Yet he had changed In no less degree than his brothers, though in a different way. The word from Medicine mountain had been a blow to quiver under. For months the outcast whose loyalty the Plow Woman boasted had been slipping from his old time fealty to her, made false by his dream of winning back his rank. In a moment he had seen his chance for honor wiped out. Before him again there lay only woman's work, curses, lieatlngs and a life v,'ith the dogs even worse, to see her whom he coveted going to Standing Buffalo! lie could bear the curses and the cruelty. He could sit quiet under the ridicule that outraged the childish vanity of his kind. Ho could thirst. He could starve. But, returning to the roof one night, he had prowled yearningly past her lodge and had come upon her and her new lover standing cheek to cheek, close wrapped in a single blanket. And so this night, while the warriors watched the sacred track upon the sky, he made his way to the river. For there he meant to plead the God of David Bond, that he send him a chance for valor a chance to slay. Out in the starlight, therefore, he fell upon his knees. But before his simple mind had framed his petition there entered a thought that puzzled and alarmed, ne pondered upon it. The God of David Bond was a God of peace, who frowned in a,wful auger upon fighting and bloodshed. The preacher had said so. Had taught "Thou shalt not kill:" Had taught that no answers were vouchsafed to wicked prayers, but punishments instead. How, then, could a prayer of that kind be sent to him? The outcast was dismayed. Then came a happier idea. The God of David Bond, being a God of peace, why trouble his ear? Why not pray this one prayer for blood to the great spirit he had served before the great spirit who marked out the destinies of the Dakotas, who was ever strongest in times of war? Hurriedly Squaw Charley got to his feet and ran to the edge of the bank, where there were climbing lengths of grapevine. Degraded, he might not use tobacco for e rite. But the great spirit would understand. In the dark his hands felt for and found a dry stalk. He snapped off a finger length of it. A second to take flint and steel from his buckskin pouch. Another to light the bit of vine. Then But he did not sit upon the ground with crossed legs. Neither did he pull upon the vine. He let it go out instead. And sank hesitatingly to his knees, for, again, he had remembered! David Bond had said: "The red man's got! is poor and stingy. He lets his people want and starve. He lets enemies triumph over them and destroy. But the God of the white man is rich and good. See how generously he gives to those who serve him! Yet, lest you anger him, have none other because he is a jealous God!" He might not pray to either then! He lifted despairing eyes and saw above him, divinely luminous, that sacred path, glltteriug white with the hastening spirits of the dead. He put a ragged sleeve across his eyes to shut out the sight. It brought a picture he longed to forget the terrible picture of his downfall. It was a spring day, and the Uncapapas, to make ready for battle, were danclug the great sun dance. He was the chief Moon Dog then, haughty as any, brave as the next, given to warfare and the shedding of blood. In the great tent it was he who led. He was naked save for a loin cloth. Coup sticks were braided In his hair. Eagle feathers trailed from his scalplock. The skin of his body was hidden beneath devices. He signified a wish to suffer woundlag, to have willow wands run through the 3esh of his back. Standing Buffalo was dancing beside him, and it was that warrior's knife which leaped from its beaded sheath to do the cutting. And then the wounds weakened the chief Moon Dog. The wands tore his flesh past all power to endure, and he knew nothing, but when the squaws brought him to life agaiu they told him that, like a squaw, he had pleaded for mercy and wept! For this he was branded, spat upon, cast out and cursed. For this he had gone hungry, scoured kettles and herded with the dogs. David Bond had come, telling him of one who was bruised, reviled and nailed to a tree. That one was the God of the white man. Broken in spirit. Squaw Charley had accepted him. Yet what had the new God done for him? Was his work lighter? No! Was the food not the castofTs still, fouled by the touch and the tongues ; c" others and by the dirt of the pen? Yes. If the new God was good, why i bad he not saved the evangelist? The soul of Squaw Charley tottered. Hark! I Overhead a high sailing crane buSd. But to the outcast the lonely nij'hc cry seemed supernatural, a hail . from one of the departed. He uncovered his eyes and looked ''-p. AboTe him stretched the pale, shining ribbon of the Milky Way. ' Again the crane sounded its rousing. guttural cry. He shook himself as if I to free his body from a chain. Once more he took out flint and j steel and lit the bit of gruDevice- Then

he sank to the prairie, where he crossed his legs like a brave. Now wifh deep breath he drew upon the stem. His nostrils filled, he tipped back his head and from them, upward to the path, sent wreath upon wreath of adoring smoke.

CHAPTER XXVII. j NE morning in early July Mat- ! thews came swaggering Into ! the post barber shop, his air that of a man who Is mightily pleased with himself. "Bill," said he as he f.ung off blouse and hat, "wish you'd mow down this stubble of mine." The barber set about stropping a razor. "Don't want your mane trimmed?" he inquired. "Strikes me eh it's pretty long." The interpreter loosened the collar of his shirt and took a chair. "Never you mind about my mane," he answered. "It's just as long 's I want it. You turn loose on my chin." He leaned back to elevate a pair of bright topped boots. The other directed his gaze upon the sharpening blade. "Do you happen t' know Portugee?" he asked humbly. "One of the boys is loony on a gal at Bismarck that he ain't writ to for a year. She's Portugee" Matthews gave a dismissing wave of the hand. "I savvy English and most Injun," he said; "none of them fancy languages, though. I been to school only a week in my hull life. That was down In Omyha, and one week was plenty." At the remembrance he shook with silent laughter. "That week, as I say, was 'nough for me. The teacher she was a lady, mind y' tries to tell me that it's the same blamed sun we see comin' up every mornln'. 'Look a-here, now,' I says: 'Don't we git a new moon onct in a while? Then, what's the matter with havin a change of sun?' Well, that plumb stumped her. She shut up." The barber was now ready for operations, so Matthews adjusted his shoulders, closed his pink lidded eyes and followed the suit of his nonplused teacher. Bill felt there was something In the wind and longed to question Matthews, yet dared not. The interpreter, formerly so feared and even disliked, by the enlisted men, was now regarded in B troop as a generally misunderstood and maligned individual this in consequence of the Lancaster inquiry; hence he was playing' the role of in jured innocence and seriously taking himself for a popular hero. He was more cocksure and conceited than ever before and more prone to brag and bully. Scraping diligently away the barber shuddered at the thought of even letting the razor slip. Klppls was less respectful, ne entered when Matthews was rising, all redolent of bay rum, and surveyed the latter in mock amaze. "My, ho, my!" ho cried. "Hain't we bloornln fine!" - Matthews wriggled those faint lines upon his glistening forehead that served for eyebrows. "You go soak your head," he retorted. "And no gun hon 'is 'ip," went on the sergeant "But w'y, ho, w'y does 'e wear red shirts?" The Interpreter spraddled out his legs. "Folks git rich mindin' their own business," he said meaningly. Kippis could not forego a last gibe. "Person 'd halmost think you's goin' sparkin'," he declared. Matthews gave a start, and his keen eyes shot a searching glance at the sergeant's smiling countenance. What he read there reassured him. The other was bantering without a notion that he approached the truth. The interpreter shrugged and stalked out. Within the hour he was on his way to the Laueasters. He did not go to the shack, however. From the cottonwoods he spied Dallas at work in the corn,' so he directed his steps thither. She did not see him. Her back was toward the river, and the sun was glinting on her swinging hoe. Beyond her, on a picket rope, was Simon, the bull, ne was traveling In a restless circle and sending lonesome blasts across the deserted prairie. He alone saw the interpreter and paused in his rounds, head raised and eyes bulging inquiringly. Dallas weeded on, unconscious of a visitor. The corn was shoulder high now and bearded. Its long leaves swayed and whispered, covering the sound of Matthews' approach. But when he was yet some rods off a flock of ground sparrows rose before him with startled twitters. At that she looked back. The next instant she had caught up the Sharps. Matthews halted and lifted his hat, displaying hair pasted down to a silky smoothness.' "I ain't got no gun," he said quietly. "I jus' come for to have a talk." She made no answer. The interpreter shifted from foot to foot aud mopped his forehead. "I alius been sorry for what I done las' winter," he went on. "I was a blame fool to come scarin you gals ought to knowed better. But, you see, when I started nobody told me there was women folks over here." Dallas took a deep breath. "I wanted to tell you," continued Matthews. "Acd and I wanted to j sr.y I feel sorry about you losin your pa. Now he's dead, I wouldn't take j this here land if you come to me and says. 'Nick. It's yourn.' That's jus the way I feel yes, ma'am. I sawy how to treat a lady. Miss Lancaster, gentlemanly and honorable." "Y'ou talk nice." commented the girl. His looks faltered from hers. He gave his hard laugh. "You're a little out of temper." he said soothingly. "That's natural, though. You had a lot of trouble." "My trouble's all owing to you." she answered passionately, "and I'll thank you to go-i-rlght now." He put out a hand in expostulation. "Jus" a minute," he begged. "Y'ou done rne wrong, but I don't hold it

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aghi you. Jus' believe I didn't hurt your pa. And I admire you and your Eister, sure I do. By golly! Y'ou're blamed sandy!" "You take big chances to come here." "Nov. Miss Lancaster!" His chin sank, ne wagged his head dolefully Then, whelher from warmth or a desire to display the glories of his raiment, he took off his blouse. As he talked in a half whine that was meant to be placating Simon suddenly became a more interested spectator. He began to revolve again, and at the very end of his rope, slipping around with tigerish gracefulness, or, the rope taut, he halted as near as possible to the two In the corn, stamped one forefoot angrily and shook his curly head. There, a bold affront, was that blot of glaring scarlet. It awoke in him a long slumbering lust for fight. But the interpreter did not remar' the bull. After repeated praise and condolence he had arrived at the main object of his visit. "I got a proposition to make you." he was saying the while he cooled himself with his hat. "It's jus' this, and it puts a end to the hull row you and me will forgit what's past

and done. Eh?" He paused Impress-; ively and threw out an arm toward j the shack. Smoke was curling out of! ... , " i the emmney. A slender figure was flitting to and fro within the open door. "And if I come to see the little one maybe it'll be O. K.?" To make himself clearer he touched a hand to his mouth and wafted toward the house a smacking kiss. Sudden furv seized Dallas. Her lips ! moved . , ' . , . A few rods away was another as fuI Tl:e bull was at his heels. the interpreter's. Simon was pawing with alternate hoofs and tossing dirt and grass into the air. With each stroke he gave a sullen rumble. "Now," proceeded Matthews, speaking from one side of his mouth, "you and me wouldn't jibe." He giggled with a feeble attempt at mirth. "But your sister, she's a nice little gal, and she'd like me. I'm" lie got no further nor was Dallas given time to reply. A resonant blare rang through the lanes of coru. Then came the sound of trotting. They turned, to behold Simon advancing. He had jerked up the picket piu! Matthews saw his peril. With a curse of alarm he dropped coat and hat and made for the coulee. But to no use. The sight of that fleeing red maddened the bull. His feet stretched to a gallop, his broad horns lowered until his muzzle touched the grass, his tail sprang out to the level of his curly back. With the picket rope hissing across his flanks and with no eye for his mistress he bore down upon the hapless Matthews. "Shoot him! Shoot" screamed Matthews. The bull was at his heels. With quick thought he side stepped. It gave him a brief respite; but, since Simon went on for a space and then wheeled,' it also cut him off from the coulee. He tore toward the shack, now. After him, tether whipping among the stalks, charged the bull. Again the interpreter side stepped, just in time and with the dexterity of a matadore. But Simon was more alert and came about like a cow pony, emitting terrible bellows. Matthews fled toward Dallas. His face was a sickly green, nis hair was loosened and waved backward in the sun. "Simon!" cried Dallas as the two went by. Matthews was winded, and when the bull's hot breath fanned his back for the third time he resorted to strategy. Once more stepping aside and escap ing the sharp horns by less than a foot, he followed, and, in desperation, seized Simon by the taiL And now the bull's anger was suddenly changed to fear. His desire to horn that scarlet thing became a desire to get rid of it. With a bawl of terror he darted this way and that; trying to shake himself free and swinging Matthews clear of the ground. This method failed. At once he adopted new tactics. Bellowing, he raced away through the corn, dragging the Interpreter astride of the stalks, plowing up the earth with him. rolling him feet first or sidelong down the rows; but, like grim death and with raucous oaths, Matthews hung on. Out of the corn to the coulee road they went when Simon saw the grove at the landing. Among those trees many a pestering buffalo fly had been outwitted; there, where grapevines tangled, many a isosKjuito had been rubbed away. Quick as a Cash Simon made for the cut, with Matthews coming breathlessly after. (To be Continued.)

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By "HASH" WHICH IS MOST INVITING Delicious Mixtures In Form of I'atra or Garnlnhed in Attractive Manner. Fancy a boardlnp house where hash flay Is looked, forward to with real zvst. The mistress of this establishment calls the delicious mixtures that che concocts from time to time by this obi-fashioned name Just because Us a hoarding house habit, but the proper r.fimo for them is "mir.ee." How does she do it? Well, the flrst ru int is that she always moistens the chopped meat with either soup stock or meat gravy. "Chopped cold meat wit with salt water and a little onion juice, piled on top of soKSV toast, isn't lit for anybody to cat." declares tins enerjretio lady. I alwavs keep all mv meat scraps i and save th bones to makt of. and then I use a little butter and some browned Hour to make the Raver letter. There are Jots of people who think that any old odds and ends can be used in a hash, but I've found that certain things go together and others don't. Ham and tongue, for instance, are delicious mixed, but ham and beef Kill each other." Another secret of her art Is that every dish is garnished or made Into pates, instead of coming on to the tabl ln a baro Patter, which mipht as wtl1 have the sitrn, "boarding house hash." on It. Here Is the way she warms up bJts of yeal or lamb for jn. Mince the meat and mix with It a third as much cooked ham or breakfast bacon, chopped fine. And as much fine crumbs as you have ham. Toss and stir until they are thoroughly incorporated. Wet quite soft with gravy or good stock, season with paprika and onion juice to your taste and set over the fire until very hot. It loses flavor if allowed to boil. Have ready, by the time it is scalding hot, a number of rounds of stale bread. In the centre of which are cut smaller circles, and scrape out of these the crumbs, leaving thin walls all round sides and bottoms. Dip these ln a mixture of two beaten eggs and a cupful of milk. Soak each round of bread, then drain oft superfluous liquid and fry to a light brown in hot fat. Drain in a hot colander, fill with tha smoking mince and serve. iiorrix; kxkkcisk. The best flesh reducer yet is hopping Several doctors are advising the grasshopper stunt and they say it is simply great for developing muscles. It is easy to do, too, for the movement con sists of jumping first on one foot and then on the other, so that the whole weight of the body will b borne by one foot and leg - for one or more minutes. This exercise Im proves the way of carrying the body when walking, for It develops balance a-? well as muscle. The exercise should be taken when going to bed and the windows should be open, so there will be plenty of fresh air ln the room. While hopping breathe deeply. COLLAKI.KSS WAISTS. They are wearing collarless thea ter waists in i'aris, and over tiere a good many are taking it tip. Still, It i making its way very slowly here and a great majority of women still prefer the unlimited gulmpe and high r.nlined collar of lace or net to the collarless or cut out necks. The fash ion seems here to have met the fate of many foreign Innovations in dress in being adopted where it is becom ing and absolutely refused where it is not. American women are begin ning to be rather insistent on this quality of becomingness, even where a brand new style is advanced. OI,I IIASQi:i3 AGAI.V. "The old-fashioned basque is here again," said a dressmaker, "and it is being worn by women who cannot wear the princess gown. The basque is made of silk, satin, cloth or velvet and it is absolutely moulded to the figure. The effect is charming after the many seasons of semi-fitting and blouse waists. "Lovely cloth dresses are made this season upon the old waist and skirt pattern. The skirt is very long, very close-fitting and trimmed with nothing but a few tucks around the bottom The train is of the long pointed 'order and the hips are absolutely eel-tight The waist is an old-fashioned basque cut short upon the hips, and very tight-fitting across the front and back so as to outline the figure perfectly. FAILURE OFTEN COMES. The trouble with most hostesses who try too hard to please. Is in bad selection of dishes. They try newdishes and experience the usual fat cf experiments, and after a miserabl season at the table, they are glad to part with the guests, whose presence keeps alive the memory of the uncomfortable meal. It is a thousand times better to have meats and vegetables and desserts, with which they or the cooks are familiar, and leave the new dishes to be tried on the family. FVRMTIUE COVERS. The housewife who has highly polished furniture in bedroom or dining room will like the new covers of fleece lined pique. These include bureau

scarfs, doylies, tea cloths. etc. The j ry, pleasant word and a bright smile, fleecy side goes next to the table or ' gue js tke woman who is always conbureau to protect it from s-ratching. j Eiderate of the rlgntB cf others and and the unique side looks like corded 1 Q to tn Mn,nM,;,0 tho rnn.

linen ar.d can be decorated ln any popular style. The best finish of all for these articles, however, is a scalloped edge with buttonhole stitchery. For bureau fcarfs just now there is quite ft craze for emproidering in one corner the Initial or monogram of the owner. ASBESTOS TABLE MATS. Have you seen the new asbestos table mats? Very thin mats of this material may now be obtained at any up-to-date kitchen furnishing store.

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BEATRICE IMOGENE HANSEN and they can be used between a soft lining and any elaborate dcily. No I housekeeper who uses a polished dining table can always prevent the plae- j ing on the table of a dish so hot that j it will injure the polish of the table if ' she serves her food hot enough to bo i . . . i palatable. Of course, these mats cannot be used under eyelet work doilies or centerpieces, and if used with eluuy trimmed articles, the mat must not be larger than the linen center. FASHION MIT11S. Almost; ail of th now being sent best evening gowns if from I'aris are made with seml-corselct skirts. The waistband, in the ordinary aspect of the word, seems to have disappeared, and in its place we have the skltt itself fitted and adjusted to the waist, rattier high, at the back and very low in the front. With skirts or this kind the most delightful little bodices f crepe do chine, chiffon, hive, .-aire id cry or ruche. 1 tulle are introduce, 1 nd one of the novelties of the season s the t-venir.g bodice with iwo sides i'.fferent. For example the right side nay be arranged to fold softlv across lmt and the left side arranged n baby style, gathered into a band af hoiidsome galon or passementerie. lvvrnu ni;sK ivn. A crepe paper desk pad is the origi nal Idea of one high school girl. It Is Uso one of the easiest things to make It may be of any desired size, according to the desk for which it is wanted. 'or the usual feminine desk a pad IS Inches wide by 15 inches deep is a good size. The materials necessary are one piece of cardboard of the dimensions mentioned and a second piece half un inch less in each dimension. The pad i-s covered with flowered paper on the lower side, and has flowered mper orners. Plain crepe paper is used to cover the top of the pad, and a blotter of the same color as the plain crepe paper is slipped inside. The blotter is 17 inches by 14, or it may be smaller. I'AllIS IlKKOHM (iOWX. Paris has actually produced a re form gown. It is called the "robe Sylphide," and while outwardly conforming to the most advanced fashions. is actually made in one piece on a boned and steeled foundation, and does away not only with the petticoat, but with the corset as well. Though skirt and blouse are ln one piece, and are put on together, the Mouse part is of dyed lace or mousseline, the color of the gown, and has all the little coquettish and artistic touches that distinguish Parisian dressing. The second article of this two piece costume is the coat, of stuff like the gown, and cut ln the latest tailed effect. More and more well dressed women are talking favorably to the "robe SylphidtV' which no mere beholder would ever guess to be even a remote relation of "reform" dressing. OXE DAY'S MENU. BREAKFAST. Pears. Cereal and Cream. Raked Beans. Raisin Brown Bread. Coffee. DINNER. Tomato Soup. Roast Duck. Potatoes. Baked Pumpkin. Apple Salad. Chocolate Pudding. Coffee. SUPPER. Herring Salad. Fried Cheese Sandwiches. Chocolate. Sponge Cake. Heolpen for Tomorrow, Itaked Pumpkin Cut the pumpkin in quarters; remove the seeds, but not the rind. Place ln a baking pan, with the rind downward and bake ln a slow oven until tender. When done serve In the rind; serve by spoonfuls as you would mashed potatoes. .New Cboeolate Pudding A cup of stale bread crumbs. Meats of a dozen English walnuts chopped but not fine. Make a boiled custard of a cup of milk, four tablespoons sugar, and one beaten egg. As it is taken from the Are beat in half a square chocolate. Mix ln the crumbs and nuts, turn into a baking dish, and bake about ten minutes. Serve hot, with cream. A good emergency dessert and easily doubled. Herring Salad This Is a tasty dish, and easy to prepare. Remove the skin and bones from the fish and broil them. Then break tnem into uakes with a fork, dress with oil and vinegar sea soned with a drop or two of tabasco sauce and serve on a bed of shredded lettuce. Rye bread is the best accompaniment for the salad. The herring may be used without broiling, but the broiling improves their favor. WOMAN WHO IS APPRECIATED. She of Sunny, Cheerful Temperament Always Popular. The woman who is appreciated is generous not so much with money as with large-heartedness and thought fulness and sympathy. The world loves the one who can find a redeeming quality, even in the greatest of sinners, one who forbears to strike a defenseless soul. The sunny, hopeful woman is ever in request. Every 'door flies open to her who ha3 a cherversation or to make herself the center of attraction. She realizes that money will not buy love. That though a woman may enjoy every comfort ! nil(j luxury obtainable, her home may be absolutely cheerless because of love's absence. She knows that there is no woman living who, deep down ln her heart, doe3 not appreciate being cared for, admired and loved by those she comes in contact with.

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SMART WALKING SKIRT. Fattern No. 5?:Q. One of the most attractive models of the season is shown in this stylish seven-gore skirt. It has an air of combined smartness and simplicity that makes It decidedly oiiic. Extensions on the front and side gores form a very effective and somewhat unusual trimming. Selfcovered buttons and machine stitching give the finishing touch and are all the decoration needed. As illustrated. It was made of chiffon broadcloth, but mohair, serge, Panama, voile and linen will all develop stylishly. For 20 inch waist measure four and one-fourth yards of 44 inch material will be required. Sizes for 22, 24, 26, 28, SO and 32 inches waist measure. This pattern will be sent to yon on receipt of 10 cents. Address alf orders to the Pattern Department of this paper. Be sure to give size and number of pattern wanted. For convenience, writo your order on the following coupon: No 5950. 8IZS. NAME ADDRESS. Left Them to Her. Ills Wife Why is it that you never wear a high hat, John? Her Husband Your hats come too high, my dear; that $1.98 is my limit Chicago News. The Truth at Last. Young Mother The doctor thinks the baby looks like me. Visitor Yes; I wanted to say bo, hut feared you might be offended. Couldn't Store That. "Father, are you going to put thfc automobile away for the winter?" "Yes, my boy, all but the mortgage." Detroit Free Press. JUST AS GOOD AS MONEY. Amos Budd's Little Contribution t9 the Church. Stories have been told of buttons, tacks and various extraneous substances found in contribution boxes, but it Is seldom that a church-member strikes a blow so severe as was that delivered by Amos Budd of Porterville on one occasion. It was at the close of a missionary sermon that Mr. Budd, whose wont wan to contribute ten cent3 to each of the charities to tho support of which the church subscribed, was seen to take take a blue slip from his pocket and look at it keenly and affectionately. When, After a slight but evident hesitation he dropped the slip, carefully folded, into the box. Deacon Lane, who wa3 passing it, could hardly refrain from an exclamation of joy. "Tho Lord will bless you, Brother Budd," he said, when the sermon was over, hurrying down the aisle to overtake the prosperous grocer. "I hope so," returned Mr. Budd. dryly, "but I'm afraid you cal'late on that being a check that I dropped ln the box. It wa'n't. 'Twas a receipted bill for kerosene tha church owed me last year, and it had been overlooked. Of course it's jest the same as money, though, when yorj come to that." Youth's Companion. Lost a Gocd Thing. Formerly a telephone had stood on the bracket in the corner. The bracket had been made expressly for the 'phone. It had been eo exceedingly convenient to call up her friends that the woman immediately noticed tho change; for on the bracket in place cf the telephone stood a statuette that she didn't much care for. "What have you done with it?" she asked of them. "The company tried -to collect the bill," they said. " T am sorry,' " the woman sighed, because at that moment she thought of about a dozen to whom she would have liked to telephone. "So are all our friends," said they pointedly. Fnrolnhrd Iluonm for Kent on Parr A abemt liw veiidtrfci ,, S MK? M ARV EL Whirling Spray All Ttrar dmssist for it. If L ttrirxn mi-iy lie K II V E L. Tt no r.thT. hot B. !id l'4C;9 I -T n-ii-ntal t..ok -c'l. It t. fuii i-xti'-n'sr ana U.r--t; l viW-ie v in V.m. M A. H fl. -

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