Nappanee Advance-News, Volume 29, Number 23, Nappanee, Elkhart County, 3 February 1921 — Page 2

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THE HAUNTED WOMAN. Synopsis.—Vaguely conscious of a double personality, but without any Idea of Its meaning, the girl. Leonora, makes her accustomed way Into the street of Strange Faces. Thoroughly at home In the underworld of New York, Leonora takes her course to her appointed rendesv is. Mario Joins her.- Greatly In love and seeing the fine qualities which the girl really possesses, Mario seeks to turn her from the path of Inevltab.e destruction She promises to marry him. At Ktstorl's case, gathering place of criminals. Leonora meets her partner. "Red" Carr.elian, and his associates, and Is accused of betraying a fellow criminal to the police. She savagely defends herself, and the ensuing argument Is Interrupted by the appearance of Leo Biellnsky, fleeing from the police, one of whom he has killed. Officers in pursuit crash Into the room and tw>o are killed by Carnehan. Leonora and the rest escape. In her studio, Priscilla Maine, wealthy artist, awakes from troubled sleep JscUh. a distinct feeling of having her life linked with Leonora’s. Priscilla has painted a picture jf herself In fancy dress—a gipsy—which eeems to have a hypnotic effect on her. Unnerved, and fearful that her mind Is affected. Priscilla decides to call to her aid a dear friend. Dr. Philip Fosdlck.

111. PHILIP FOSDlCK—Continued. "But, Philip, you do It so poorly, you’re so professional; you transfix me with the penetrating eye of diagnosis and prescribe: 'Love me!’ —for all the world os if love were bread pills or distilled water In a bottle labeled ‘Shake well before using!' And T really don’t feel run down enough ..." “I see. Ton want love slipped over on you.. . . like bribing the cook to put a-philtre In your coffee.” She laughed delightedly. “That's It Philip-! Subtlety does It." “Thanks for the tip. I’m making a note of it. So don’t be surprised If yon wake up one fine morning and find yourself madly In love with me.” “I won’t bo; and I wouldn’t even mind—” “Priscilla!” “But I’m nut now. So don't lose your head.” •Why not when my heart—l" “Please! I called up to ask a very serious question." “Shoot.” • “What’s a psycho-analyst Philip?” . “Well, I'm one —a cross between a quack and a confidence man.” “I know; but what do you do when you’re duly functioning as such?” “Ton mean, how do I make a living?” “No—only what do you do to make people pay fat fees." “Why, I pry Into their souls. If they happen to have any. and ferret out all their secrets —those they purposely try to beep from me, and those they themselves don’t know anything about” “I see . . . Philip, will you do me a favor; psycho-nnalyze me?” “What’s the good? I did that long Ago.” ( “Beally, Philip?’” Misgivings put a tremor Into her voice. “What did you find out?” 1 “That you’re the dearest sweetest H “No—please! I'm In earnest I think I've got a buried secret, and I want you to exhume It and see what It’s made of.” "Are you serious?” “Desperately.” “Mm . . . What are you doing this afternoon ?” ■ “Having you to tea. If you can come." —“I’ll come whether I can or not But what about Aunt Esther? We can’t have a third present If we’re to talk confidences.” “Let’s have tea at the studio.” “Same objection; Ada Moyer—” .“IH get rid of her somehow.” "Rlcht-o! The studio. What time? Pour?" * “Please. I’ll be waiting.” IV. LOVE? Ada Moyer was a pretty, vivacious, fluffy little woman, thoroughly mondalne end' contented with herself, her husband. h.er world. Entirely lacking in gny special aptitude for painting,, she dabbled In oils a bit. partly because It afforded-her an-outlet for much superfluous energy that might otherwise have got her Into mischief, partly because she was fond of Priscilla, believed her by way of being a genius, and was glad to lend the girl me show of ehnperonage wltliuut Vhlch she must have had a difficult vltne of It with Aunt Esther. But Mrs. Moyer was as apt as not to absent herself from the studio for days at a time; and ou this afternoon Prisfllln found nothing to indicate that the other had been there at nil. Glad to he spared the necessity of explaining (hat she wanted to be alone with Philip Fosdlck. the girl moved alertly round the room, superintending the preparation of ten by the maid she had brought with her. placing the table and the chairs the way she wanted them—setting the stage for a scene which, she felt Instinctively, might arfect most Intimately all her days to- come. She was always-pleased when Philip was about. Consciousness of the love he had for her was something she would not willingly have forfeited. She was only sorry’ she didn’t love him In return; at least, not to the way Philip wanted and deserved to be loved . . . vastly different from such love ns had thrown Leonora Into the arms of Mario . . . She paused, a slight frown puckering her delicately lined brows. Strai.ge how the memory of that caress had, power to tug at her heartstrings! lounger still that anything

as fantastic as that shadowy love of shadows should seem so real, more real than all else In the content of her drama, even Its culminating tragedy . .*. more real, Indeed, than anything In this world of reality wherein she moved and lived and had her being . . . In a long stare she comprehended the studio as with strange eyes, perceiving afresh the substantial beauty of Its time-mellowed furnishings: the well-chosen pieces of period mahogany shining with contented luster: the handsome draperies of rich stuffs matchlessly colored and toned, brocades, tapestries, embossed velvets. Illuminated leathers of antique Spanish artistry; the framed canvases on Its walls and those nnfrnmed others that turned to them bashful faces, standing on the floor; the fine old rugs whose collection hnd been her father’s hobby; the darkly polished floor darkly mirroring all things that caught the light; the great wide fireplace with ita massive, dogs of brass; the bookshelves laden with well-bound works of art; the wide, mullloned window 13 the south wall whose heavy draperies she had thrown back to let in the sun. She gave a gesture of doubt and anxiety. If this were not love, what was It? Not sanity: how could one love a phantom? . . . She began to regret the weakness which had moved her to call up Philip Fosdlck. How could she bring herself to confess this secret even to him? How keep It hidden from him? How hope to deceive that keen Insight which had lifted him to his present high place In the ranks of psychopathologists? She ( sang no more, but awaited Philip’s coming with more misgivings than she liked. V. CONFESSION. Philip Fosdlck had a way of exorcising constraint and Implanting confidence even In those who had no special liking for him. And Priscilla was genuinely attached to him. more so than she knew. And when she saw how well he looked, how very much alive and alert—mentally and physically Philip always seemed at concert pitch and never to know a let-down—-hesitation and doubts were swept away like leaves before an autumnal wind. “I suspected It” he announced, nodding sagely: “you’re a fraud—and thank God for thnt! Now give me tea, 'please, and tell me AIL”. She made a little move of petulance. “I knew you’d laugh at me!" “I hoped I would.” Philip flopped boyishly Into his favorite chair, helped himself to a clgaret, and watched Priscilla narrowly vfhile she sugared his cup with the traditional two lumps, added the slice of lemon, and drowned both In tea. Never hnd she seemed tflore beautiful or more perfectly poised. Impossible, he told himself, there could be anything amiss with a creature of such radiance' Some girlish notion, nothing more serious . . . “How long have you known me, Philip?” “Let me see ... To the best of my recollection, since you were about a year old ; I remember coming Into the nursery unexpectedly and finding yon—" “Never mind! Have you ever observed anything In me that led you to believe I was abnormal In any way?" He contemplated a frivolous reply, but seeing the gravity. In her eyes refrained. “Never!” said Philip solemnly. “Well, there Is something . . . Philip: I have dreams. The strangest dreams . . . Let me tell you. And please don’t laugh, Philip. It- Isn't any laughing matter." He drew the soberest face of sympathy Imaginable. “Go on.” "As far back as I can remember, I’ve every now and then had a special sort of dream that seemed very real to me. Even as a little girl—though then, I think, they weren’t so definite . . . But when I began to grow Into long dresses, the dreams took on a certain form they’ve kept ever since.” “Suchaa?”s —?” “What I fancy slums must be like. The self I see In dreams belongs there —dresses, nets, talks precisely like a girl-who’s never had any advantages to speak of, much education or contact with the pleasant side of life. All the same she Is myself . . . much as If I put on some disguise so complete It disguised even my speech and lmhits of thoughts, even my sentiments and Impulses. This girl does and says- things 1 -never could and, awake, have never_thought of. But to her they seem quite right, the natural and right things-ta do and say. The truth Is, most of the time she’s rather self-satisfied and pleased with everything—the life she leads, the people she knows, the fun she has—everything." "I understand.” Now unfelgnedly Intrigued. Philip had abandoned all pretense of treating the matter lightly, and was sitting forward, dgaret smoldering between his fingers, his eyes intently searching Priscilla’s face. “Tefl me something about the content of these dreams. Go back as far as you can . . .” “My,'first memories are very vague,” Priscilla told him. “They were childish and simple impressions of another little girl who was rather unhappy most Os the time. I think she lived with an old woman—a wretched old witch of a woman who was cruel to her, seemed to hate her and enjoy beating her—ln a meaD little flat somewhere. The old woman used to tell fortunes with cards In the front room. But all that’s very vague now. I don’t remember much more, except that the little girl used to play a great deal In the streets.’

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“But when she—or you—grew up. the dreams became more real?” “Yes; about thaf fWfle something happened to the old woman. I presume she died, and the girl was left alone to look out for.herself. I don’t know what she did for a living beennse I never saw her except at night. Then I would meet her, -or rather find myself with hes In the Street of Strange Faces * A questioning look obliged Priscilla to break off here and explain about the river, the Dark Corner, and the Street. *—• - - ’ “And then we,” she resumed —"or she—would start off and have curious experiences. She somehow fell In with a sort of desperado, a gang lender such as one sometimes rends about In the newspapers, named lted Oarnehnn —" “So you remember names!" “Oh, perfectly; places, too. And this Red Carnehan fell In love with her, and they became engaged—l guess. She was brighter, more Intelligent than he, and she planned things for him to do, with his gang—roliheries and such things, as fnr as I know —and how to escape the consequences. Another man. named Mario, loved her, too; but he wasn’t one of Bed’s gang; In fact he was bitterly opposed to her having anything to do with It and always begging her to give It np and marry him. But she was afraid of Bed, and always refused. I think she always meant to marry Red Carnehan until last night . . .” Priscilla paused and wns so long silent, staring at the floor, lost In thoughts and emotions conjured up by this near approach to her latest dream, that Philip found It necessary to prompt her. ‘‘What happened last night?” “The dream that frightened me so I had to tell somebody and thought of you.” “Then, tell me . . ." She rose, crossed to a desk, came back with the manuscript “I’d rather, you’d read It, If you don’t mind, I wrote the story

“You—You Don’t Think It Mean*— Insanity, Do You?” * out last night, as clearly as I could remember. And here it Is . . . But first, tell me what you think. You — you don't think It means—lnsanity, do you?" His laugh reassured even more than his words. “Bless your heart, no! The Insane don't have coherent dreams, or talk about them Intelligibly. Don’t worry about that . . . But, frankly, I don’t know what to think. There must be an explanation, because noticing In nature Is without Its cause. But in this case It’s something that will want a deal of hunting, I’m afraid; and we’ll have to get all our facts together before I can even hazard a guess. Now let me read, please.” He concentrated so "completely over the manuscript that he seeined utterly forgetful of her-presence, and did not so much as look up when, after a tlme.weary of studying fils expression without knowing what thoughts molded it, Priscilla rose and began to wander restlessly about the studio. It he would never finish reading . , . VI. THE EVENING PAPER. She was standing to one side of the south window, abstractedly looking down over Macdougall alley, when she heard Philip utter a startled exclamation and Jump up from his chair. Turning she saw him approaching, the scribbled pages of her narrative crushed In his hand, his face dark with amazement. “This is more than extraordinary,” he declared —“it's impossible. Incomprehensible 1 . , . Priscilla, tell me; have you by any chance seen the afternoon papers?” Premonition parted a hand fluttering toward her Bosom. “Why . . . no.” “You're sure?” “But of course. Philip!” And then, alarmed by his look of doubt—" What is it? Why do you ask?” “Half a minute ” Philip crossed to the console table near the door, where he had left his hat and stick and a folded newspaper, and came back with the latter, hastily shaking out its sheets. “I remember noticing a news story on my way here,” he said abstractedly, as he scanned the columns —-“story curiously like yours In some respects—about some gangster or

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other on the lower East side’who shot n detective In the street’topt night, rhm rook refuge In n rostnpfntit' nod escaped after shooting 'others. Pm not sure the name’s the same bui . . . Ah!” The backs of his fingers tapped the paper smartly. “Here It Is . . . You see.” A headline smote her understanding like a blow In the fnoe: “GANG MURDERS ON LOWER EAST SIDE.” But the text swam Illegibly under her blurring gaze. Even Philip’s voice seemed remote at times barely audible. “Yes. the same names; Leo Blellnsky, the gangster, a Russian suspected of being a bolshevik ngent—naturally; all Russian- are nowadays —Ennis and Corhin. plain-clothes men —Rlstorl’s restaurant. No mention of Mr. Carnehan, though, or anybody else except the proprietor of Ristorl’s, who swears he never saw Biellnsky before Inst night. Apparently your friends made a clean getaway, too—” Priscilla caught his arm with Imploring" hands. .“Philip! It Isn’t true! It can’t be! Tell me It Isn’t—l” Seeing her face of waxen pnllor, her dilate eyes In which horror flickered. he dropped the newspaper, freed his arm gently, and took her hand.ln the firm, calming and encouraging clasp of the physician. “Steady, ’Cilia, old girl, steady on! Os course It Isn’t true —not the way you mean. There’s an explanation somewhere short of witchcraft and I’ll find it for you, Priscilla, I’ll .dig it out If I have to chuck my practice to the dogs and give the rest of my life to the job!”

“Thera’s nothing wrong with your mind."

(TO BE CONTINUED.) PERFORMER IN HARD LUCK Youthful Acrobat- Deeply Humiliated in the Presence of the Girl of His Heart A group of neighborhood youngsters had organized a circus at the home of a boy whose 8-year-old sister was my girl. I was to be the star trapeze artist and was all dressed up in a bathing suit with a window curtain sash around my waist. The circus was held In a vacant lot; all the dogs and cats In the neighborhood were the menagerie. The trapeze hung from a tree. In due time ray act 1 was announced. I climbed the rope to my perch In approved fashion nud went through a few minor stunts with generous applause from the audience. Then I made ready for the final act, which wns to astound them all. especially my girl. I began to swing violently to get the trapeze going ns high as possible, and with a last look Into the fair one’s eyes I swung out over the heads of the assembly. But I didn’t swing back. The bar of my trapeze—a section of broom handle—broke, • and I sailed on In a beautiful curve to the feet of my fair lady. From this painfully embarrassing position I was hauled by the actors, actresses, and spectators. The extent of“my Injuries was a cut Up. a ruined wtßdow curtain sash, and a severely lacerated pride—Exchange. MIGHT HAVE BEEN PRESIDENT Ambitious Party Leaders Prevented the Nomination of -Judge David Davis in 1872. In 1872, David Davis of Illinois missed his chance for the presidency through the overweening ambition of Horace Greeley of New York, and B. Gratz Brown of Missouri. The Liberal Republican convention met at Cincinnati, with thousands of prominent Republicans In revolt against Gen. Grant, and the powers In the Republican party which controlled It Davis, who had been a former Democrat, had become a Lincoln Republican, and Lincoln put him on the Supreme bench. He would have had a great deal of the. Lincoln support and a large Democratic following. If he hnd been nominated; hnt Greeley was nnibittons —and so was Brown—and they formed a comhlnation to nominate themselves, defeating Davis, who might have hecn elected over Grant The business Interests of the country were distrustful of Greeley, but they hnd confidence In Davis. That the Grant administration nnrl the Republican party, as then controlled, was unpopular, wns shown In the great Democratic congressional triumph of 1874. after Grant had been elected a second time. —Detroit News. Ancient Irish Law* in Poetry. Even a subject so essentially prosale an the law was Interwoven with poetry In ancient Ireland, where Justice was administered by the File, or poet, the most Important person In the country after the king. In olden times verse was employed when the matter to be recorded was of particular Importance, of of a nature that called not only for grace and beauty of expression, but for dignity of language as well. * When the ancient laws of Ireland were revived, says the Christian Science Monltor.-cnder the direction of St. Patrick, a File was summoned “to put a thread of poetry around them.” This Is believed one of the reasons thnt so much qf the text of the Ir!§h laws is In metrical form. From 12 to 15 years of special stody was needed to qualify a File far the legal profession.

wtiiiOcAfED SffiK REDUCES HOUSEWIFE’S KITCHEN WORK

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in a Well-Planned Kitchen Like This a Good Sink Is of First Importance.

Qpg*At the biggest savers of time, strengff and labor In the kitchen Is the* sink. Yet manjT women are struggling along with none at all or, at best, a poor and badly placed one. The following suggestions In regard to sinks are given by household specialists of the United States Department of Agriculture: The size of the family and of the kitchen must determine the size of the sink, but a short sink with ample table and shelf room near It mny be more convenient than a long sink. Two smaller sinks, one for the table dishes near the dining room and the other for general use In the kitchen. aVe very convenient. No Cracks or Square Corner*. The material should be the best available, nonabsorbent of grease as well as of moisture, and there should be no cracks or square corners to Increase the work of keeping It clean. A wooden sink, even when It receives an annual coat of paint, will absorb moisture and grease which attract Insects, and is likely to be swarming with bacteria and to “sour” and have an unpleasant odor. Even drainboards of wood are not recommended unless they havq a waterproof finish of varnish, oil. or paint. If a wooden sink Is necessary;' it is better to have it metal lined,- provided the sheets of metal, which Is usually tin, zinc, galvanized Iron, copper or lead, are soldered where they are Joined and all parts of the sink, including the tops of the sides, are covered with the metal, so that there Is no chance for the wood to absorb moisture. Another plan Is to have a cement sink built into a wooden frame and lined with sheet copper or tin. Iron sinks of good quality are superior to wooden ones, since they do not absorb grease or moisture and are durable. They are easily kept clean If smooth (and they will soon wear smooth), but they have the disadvantage of neither showing dirt nor proclaiming their cleanliness. Unless the front Is protected by a strip of wood, the dresses and aprons of the worker are likely to become stained with Iron rust. A soapstone or a slate sink Is durable, but sometimes becomes uneven with wear, and If this happens much brushing and scrubbing are required to remove the sand and grease that

SUPERIOR QUALITIES OF HOME-MADE BREAD Most Appetizing of Foods When One Is Hungry. Loaf Should Be Light In Weight Considering It* Size, of Symmetrical Form, With an Unbroken, Gold-en-Brown Crust. Good home-made bread Is about the most appetizing of foods when one Is hungry, but there are many kinds of home-made bread. Some Is good, some Is bad, and some Indifferent. Which kind do you make? If you don’t know, judge it by the following description of a good loaf given by the home economics kitchen of the United States Department of Agriculture: Good bread is porous and contains a large number of holes or cells, all of which are of about the same size and shape. It is better for some reasons to think of it as a mass of tiny bubbles made of flour and water and hardened or fixed in shape by means of heat. This calls attention not only to the size of holes or cells’ but also to the character of walls of the cells, which In good bread are alwffys very thin. A loaf of bread should be light In weight, considering its size, and should have a symmetrical form and an unbroken, golden-brown crust. The crust should be s.mooth on top and should have a certain luster, to which the term “bloom” has been given. ' The loaf as a whole, the crust and the crumb, should be elastic. The loaf, If pressed out of shape, as It often is wfien slices are cut from It, should regaiii Its form when the pressure Is removed. Bits of the crust, If bent a little between the fingers, should show the same power to rebound, ns should also the cut surface of the loaf if pressed. The crumb should be creamy white In color and should have a “sheen,” which may be compared with the bloom W the crust. This sheen can best be seep by looking across a slice rather than directly down Into It The Washing Fish Dishes. - When washing dishes used for fish, but them into hot water with plenty of ground mustard. This will speedily purify all such dishes, pans and kettles. Plan to Sava Sugar. One-half teaspoon soda added to one quart cranberries saves sugar. Reshape Sweaters. . Reshape sweaters frequently while Arming.

gatherein, the depressions when vegetables are cleaned, dishes washed, etc. Like Iron, they do not show whether (Jfey are clean or not. Enameled-lron sinks nre s mouth, Inst well with careful use, and inuy be easily kept clean, but they are more expensive than iron. Porcelain sinks are similar to the enameled ones, but their price Is almost prohibitive. Perhaps the Ideal plan, If cost Is not to be considered, would be to have an enameled or porcelain sink for the tableware In the kitchen or the pantry near the dining room and an Iron or soapstone sink for the heavier kitchen ware. The double sinks, with one basin for washing and another for draining dishes, are very convenient, but unfortunately they are relatively expensive. A small sink with a rubber stopper for Its escape pipe may be used as a dlshpan. The plumbing should be easy of access, and therefore It Is better that there should be no closet under the sink. Hooks or shelves under the sink or near It will accommodate everything usually kept In the dark, often musty, “sink closet” of older kitchens. A “sink closet" can be kept sweet and clean but It means extra work to do It Location of Drain Board a. If possible,'there should be a wide shelf or drain board on each side of the sink on the level with the rim of the latter, one to receive soiled dishes and the other clean ones. Some housekeepers have these covered with zinc. As in all other places where it Is used, the metal must be neatly fitted and closely fastened down so as not to leave any chance for loose, rough edges, or to provide breeding places for Insects or a lodging place for grease and dirt If there Is no place for permanent drain boards, sliding or hinged shelves may be used. A right-handed person usually holds the dish la the left hand while washing or wiping it and the dishcloth, dish mop, or towel In the right hand. It Is convenient therefore, to have the dishes move from right to left as they pass from dlshpan to rinsing pan, and from rinsing pan to drainer and tray. This should be kept In mind, and provision made for soiled dishes at the right and for a drain board at the left of the sink.

distribution of the holes, on the other hand, and the thickness of the walls can best be examined by cutting a very thin slice and holding it up to the light. The flavor of the bread should be, as nearly as possible, the flavor of wheat developed or brought out by the use of salt This flavor Is not easy to describe, but Is familiar to those who have tasted the wheat kernel

KITCHEN IS WORKSHOP

The kitchen Is the workshop In most farm homes. In It the housekeeper and her helpers prepare the food for the family, and from It as a center carry on most of the other housework. -

More and better work can be done In a well-lighted shop arranged for the comfort and convenience of the workers and equipped with good tools than in a dark shop where much time must be spent In unnecessary steps and energy wasted with scattered equipment. Business men have found this a sound principle, and It should be applied to the farm kitchen so that the housekeeper can do her work more quickly and with the least fatigue.

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A small sink with a rubber stopper for its escape pipe may be used as a dishpan. * • • With roast pork serve apple sauce, mashed potatoes and green vegetable —peas, beans % spinach. • * * Celery, lettuce and other salad plants, because eaten raw, must be washed with the greatest care. * • * —' Sal soda In hot soap suds Is splendid for removing grease from a gas range. See that It Is thoroughly dried afterwards. " * • * An old-fashioned embroidered or" lingerie waist can be made Into a cover for a baby pillow. • * • To whiten clothes add a liberal quantity of saleratus. The clothes will not require so much rubbing. • • • Pare turnips deeply, and unless they can be allowed a long time for costing, cut them into ihln slices. ♦ • *• When carving, always sever at the joints and cut across th* grain of the meat.

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