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4. X- ' EL A Flower Garden in England TO wenr your bouquet and then cat It may teem rather a ttrange proceeding to the uninitiated but that la Just what many of the most advanced housekeepers are now doing. The eating of flowers has become more popular than the wearing ot them. Though new to us. the Idea Is old In th Orient, for the Chinese and Javanese have eaten flowers and " flower bulbs for centuries. Wu Ting, fang, recent Chinese Minister to this country, wan among the first to give us the knowledge of thlr charming custom. So . satisfactory were f owers found to bo as food that the Idea has spread far and wide. Flower rUfag 1 mostly cor fined to the form of salads, as the delIcac7 of the aroma Is destroyed by Cre. and to really enjoy the necur pf the bloaaoms one must take them . uncooked. But the tubers and roots of come flower may b cooked and make oaoer tempting dishes. For exam-pi-.', there Is the srn-i.ll tuber of the t-Jberous nasturtium, which Is very oellcfous either cooked or taw, sad h .ti a spicy flavor somewhat like a radish. The atrial bulb? may be eaten served like radishes ir THE? had Jut bn tnrrid. II was & captain In the king's , bodyguard, who od si teat tour In his AUn military bootr. forty yoars old. with cut ot a sabre across his left cheek, which b.'tn fcrc appearance, Z?.ln complexion w- 5c tit like that of moat tlallans, irA altogather ha was a min.yo: -ouM vrn around to look at, a man you felt ?rfeap like running awy ftom. - She waa tne youngest dausnter or a Cuchets. fust out ot theconvent. Her xpertence wnt no further than tn roses on the convent wall and tho baala oi bar rosary .which the nuns bad taught hr to count every morplne; , and evening with a prayer for each, bead. Sua kr.w a little French, knew bow to embroider altarcloths, mora bea:tirul than those at Santa Maria Kagglore, which ar mervallous. as very one knows. She was small, slender and graceful a young girl who would look twice, a young girl who would run after , Thar had )uat been m&rrted. It 1s St? ante to be married and not know your wife, Vut It is stranger till to be maptied and not to knew your husband. Th hurch bells had just ceased pealing, the jueata were still at the feast, the candles td rot yat burned down. Until they snet at the a!tnr. the two had only met nee before tn their lives. She belonged to him. so why should she run after him? l!e iMlotwred to her. aa why should she Ha away from him? '. They had Just been married and now trove away together In hla ancestral carriage with the prancing horses to his ancentral castle at Fraacatl. where they ware to spend their honeymoon. It grew dark, and th cold began to creep la tnrourh th carriage windows, so Capltano drew bis cloak tightly about him and the Duofaesa's youngest daughter ahlveeed Inald her fur. ' She waa sitting la the right corner 'and he la the-left, as far away from on another as possible. Slranxaly enough, they war both thlnk1S ot the earn thing, their Aril and nly meeting, and still they were not tbJakiB of the aame meeting. The Doeheawe brother also was an offler of the King's guard, and th chum of Capita no. It happened at th opera. They we.- standing together In th oreeatra looking at people in th boxes aa ILay tft a the brother Interested the

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Where All Kinds of Flowers Are cooked in a variety ot tempting' ways, boiled, saute, curried, fried or ( baked. It is quite new in flavor and Is a refreshing change. The tuber or bulb of the dahlia has been for some little time a favorite new vegetable. These bulbs are singularly delicious and may also be eaten either cooked or raw. For salad, sliced raw, they are very tasty, and cooked they furnish a novel and delectable dish. They may be treated in a variety of - ways, but a very palatable receipt la that of cutting the bulbs In cubes after washing and peeling and placing them in a frying pan with the bottom covered thinly with olive oil. The cubes are kept constantly moving xor about twenty-five minutes, when a small quantity ot curry powder and a little salt are added nd well blended into the mass, they are then dlibed and served with ,i garnish of watercress. Tho hollyhock Is one ot the lowers that serves for both raw and cooked dishes. It Is of the mallow faml'y end has "cheeses," as the 4eed cups are called when young. Ther-e cheeses are very rich and sutty in flavor and may be eaten raw is a salad or cooked and eaten with butter or cream sauce. CaplUno carelessly. "Eccola. at last! There she is! Look. Ouldo she is the one on the left." Capitano alowly turned hla opera glabs. "Where?" he asked. "Th tall on In plnkr "No, a plccola, a small on In white." . A plccola In white, a little nymph with a red rose in her belt, big dark yes and th face of a child! Capitano did not care for children. He should hare been far better pleased with the tall girl In pink. He ahruaged his broad shoulders and looked toward another box. "Well. Ouldo, what do you think of herr "I am honored." he answered calmly, "very" much charmed Indeed." What did It matter whether ah be pink or white, tall or short? H hal enjoyed Ufa tor forty years. Now it was his family's turn. They had arranged everything. He did not need to move a linger. A nod, signifying that she would do aa well as anybody that was alL He smiled cynically. "Honored charmed !" Now it was done, Th honeymon waa the worst part ot It. but th ancestral castle waa large, and the girl small. He could kill tlm hunting. And then they would return to Rome. Th ancestral palace on the Corso was big enough to hold a regiment and a bambino ilk her, why, ahe would simply disappear ther and be forgotten. Capitano opened bis eyes for a moment and looked at th piccola In white, sitting In the corner opposite. She seemed to grow smaller and amaller as he looked at her. Sh squeezed herself aa far Into th corner as possible. What a baby sh looked! Th lid seemed endless. If thos fools In th castl did not ihav dinner ready, hot and steaming and everything In order, he would know the reason why. He was used to seeing everybody Jump and crawl at his will. If somebody did not, he would always know th reason why. ' Th little duehessa'a thoughts were busy - with the other meeting, th only on sh knew. She had not seen him at th opera at all. and knew nothing ot his thoughts. Sh waa thinking of th afternoon in th campagna, when they heard hoofbeats. Just as their carriage approached Ponte Molle. and she saw a cloud of dust as" two officers cantered by. "Look. Kleaa! look that la th cas-

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Carefully Raised for the Table; The hollyhock is a native of China and has always been used more or less ae a food there. The flowers of the hollyhock are "used for salads and they are filled with natural beneficial salts. One may make a salad of the tender leaves, the seed buds and the petals of this flower. To make a hollyhock salad gather the newly blown flowers and a number of the small ' seed cups which children call cheeses. Strip the petali from the flowers and arrange them on a plate with the inside part of the seed cups scattered over them and serve with a French dressing. The flowers are dried in the Orient and make a very palatable food In Winter, as the flavor Is particularly delicious, when the dried petals are moistened by chewing. The black or deep purple flowers are used as a cure for sore throats, coughs and also tor whooping cough. Marigolds make a very pungent and tempting flower ealad. The petals are pulled from the stems and chopped with flaked nuts and dressed with any favorite form ot dressing. One with honey in It la particularly good. To make this salad select the largest magnolias and mash them. Then atrip off the deep gold petals and chop or pull to pieces. To a cupful of these petals add half a cupful of -chopped or flaked nuts of any - kind to mix well together. Place In the centre of a salad dish " Which on of them? The one on th right?" "No th on on th left, on the big black horse." "How does he look, mama mia?' Aa they turned sharply at the bridge, sh saw a gJmpse of a dark face with an ugly scar across the cheek. "Oh. Madonna!" "Elena, be careful! They might hear you. I am ashamed of you child. He Is a very handsome man, they aay. Your brother" -Oh. Madonna!" "Drive straight home." the duchess aid to the coachman. If you can't control yourself, you had better go back to th nuns right away. I will talk to padr." "Oh. Madonna!'; "I shall do It to-night" Plccola In white stared straight before her. It waa rather dark Inside the old carriage. Capltano's gigantic figure looked threatening In the darkness. The light from the carriage lamps fell across hla face with the ugly scar, the bristling moustache, the heavy eyebrows and firm chin. It waa all sh could do to keep from screaming with fear. How awful It would be It she screamed. It was night and sh was alone. Sh waa afraid of the dark figure, terribly afraid. Then It was that the llttl Ducnessa happened to remember the necklace. Madonna would help her, she knew that, and In return eh would give her th Stiby necklace. Madonna had many beautiful necklaces, but none half as precious as that. Oh, if sh would only help bar in this her hour of distress. "Our blesaed Lady." Plccola prayed. aav me from what I fear. I know not what I am afraid of. but save ma. Ton remember th ruby necklace, th Ilk of which Is not to b found in all Rome. I will give It to you. beautiful, divine, loving mother. Next tlm I cam to Rom I will hang it around your neck In th Church ot Oesu. And I will light ten 1 Ires' candles at ach of your altars In Rom. Biassed Virgin, take pity oa me; a. do take pity on poor llttl ma!" Tears streamed down the llttl Duehessa'a cheeks, and she clenched her llttl band and tried to hold back her sobs. Suddenly the carriage was bumped violently, and she was thrown against the capitano. He wok up and murmured: f What is thaiT Ob, aemptnar "Ba

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i s ' "" 3 I j, 8r 5 and garnish the edge with the whole flowers, which makes a beautiful show. For the honey dressing use two parts olive oil, one part lemon Juice and one part clear strained honey. Beat wU together and add at the last the stiffly whipped white of an egg. Salt to taste. It this is too sweet use less honey. When one eats one's first martgold salad one may be a little doubtful as to whether one really likes it or not. But even it one really dislikes the flavor, one will invariably learn to like it very much and crave the dish. There is a very delicious sweet after-taste about the lace bad quite forgotten his Plccola In white. "Well." he said, "th road is rougn.W must soon be ther. I hop you are not hurt. Duchessa." Piccola moved her lips, but no words cam. "Ecco." said the captain. "I thought so. We are there. Here are th people. Look after th torches, Matteo. Giovanni, take car of th horses and the trunks. Are you ready. Duchessa? Mind -the step; let me assist you. please. Thus Capitano and Her Grace entered the ancestral castle near FrascatL The torches on both aides threw ghostly shadows around them and from the courtyard' below cam the noise of th pawing of the impatient horses. The castle waa an immense, rough pne. the biggest and ugliest Plccola had ever seen. Th door slammed heavily behind them. She belonged to him, so why ehould i run after her? He belonged to he7 how could she run away from him? They had dinner la the lare halL lath centre of the floor stood a lar square table, covered wHh ancestralfi ver. china and crystal. Illuming ancestral chandeliers. ThortraJu of th ancestor, looked down upon tLm from the century-old walia. A ncestral livery stood mouonlesa behind each of their chairs; orts. there was nothing but shadows in theimmena room. He sat at on end of th. table and she at the other. Course after course was served with long Intervale. Piccola in whita clenched her litU hands beneath her linen napkin. In the convent th younar girls and th nuns used to chat gaily. How coxy it waa In th convent. Tha llttl duchessa's lips trembled. "I hop you ar not too tlrsd. duchessa." -So, thank you." "Are you satisfied with your maid? I hav given my order from Rome." "Tea thank you. Everything is perfect." Tit there la anything you do not like, : duchessa- :, -I thank you. Signer Capitano." Were all their meals to be like thlat Capitano at much. Piccola in whit next to nothing. She played with her fork, picked up her spoon and laid It down again, clenched her hands and opened them again under her napkin. "Oh. Madonna mia! The ruby necklac is yours, if you will help me."

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t 1 With the Japanese, Flowers 'Have always Formed a Staple Article of Food. The Picture Shows Japanese Maidens Selecting C h r y s anthemums for Their Lunch' .ueA i ' s i-f if8? n3 These Are Not Sweet Potatoes, and Ready flowers that Is most likable. What can be imagined more poetie in the way of food than a pan-ay salad? It is a most beautiful dish to look at as well as to taste. It is excellent also from a -health point of view, for the pansy is a very wholesome herb. The flavor is slightly like that of wlntergretin. Both foliage and flowers are uaed. A very rich and succulent salad Is made from our beautiful white water lilies. The petals are pulled from the flower head and chopped. They are usually combined with grated nuts such as almonds or pignollas, and a salad dressing used with honey and oil, sa described less halls and corridors and at last they stood tn the ancestral salon, which was illuminated by a few wax candles. "You will excuse me, duchessa." "Certainly, signor." Capitano struck his heels together as he bowed like a perfect courtier. Then he kissed the tips of her fingers as formally as if it had been the hand of a queen or a cardinal's ring, and disappeared behind the portiere and Plccola sat alone In the dark salon. How dismal, cold and damp It looked. She almost disappeared in one of th big- covered armchairs. Oh, how musty It smelied! She jumped up and looked around with beating heart. Was not the curtain moving? What was the dark thing crawling there? She fled In terror through th many dark rooms and endless corridors. "Oh, Sablna! Is It you? I was looking for my room. I am so tired ao tired oh. so tired." Capitano waa sitting in hla fifteenth century library In another wing of th castle, far away, smoking incessantly. It was not coxy In the library. In on corner was a large desk, covered with papers, on another table were some photographs, one of Garibaldi, on of Cavour. and a bottle ot Chiantl. Capitano poured out a glass of the red wine and threw away his cigar to light a fresh one. The clock struck twelve one two. He had quit forgotten the llttl duchessa. The honeymoon dragged along. Capitano shot everything in the surrounding forests. Duchessa wandered about among the trees of the park and ran through the corridors of the castle, a poor little white Plccola. afraid ot her own shadow. They met only at dinner. "I hope everything pleases you, Duch"Tes. thank you; I am quite satisfied." ""If there Is anything you wish" -"Ther la nothing at all. Signor Capitano." One day Duchessa did somethfnsr that .was very wicked. She scolded Madonna. "Mad re mia. have you no heart? I am going to die or go Insane! Send ma back to the convent and th nuns. Oh, blesaed Virgin, the necklace la your If you will help me!" , , One day she even threatened. Which la -far more- wicked." . " ' ; "I am not going to gjv you the neck-: lac. I will gtv you nothing at ah. Do you bear nothing at alir : - Plccola was about to become a piecolins, n little and white she looked and such big eye with dark shadows underneath. '

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" 7 but Dahlia Tubers Cooked to Eat. above, in it A single perfect water lily blossom may be placed in the centre of the dish ot salad as it comes to table. The blossoms of all ornamental flowering beans make excellent material for salads. The scarlet runners, the wistaria bean ot China and the hyacinth bean are all common to our gardens, and make a very beautiful and showy salad. They are sometimes miled wit- nasturtium flowers and served oa nasturtium leaves with pecan nuts. Among the flowers outside the garden limits there are two that are now commonly used for making floral salads and these are the blos By GEORGE tlvely nothing left for Capitano to ahoot. Th woods were empty, not a rabbit, not a squirrel, not a bird, nor even a field mouse. He went back to his ancestral castle, tils gun still loaded, moping Ilk an overgrown hoy. "Dlavolo! Diavolo!" he growled. "Might seven thousand dark brown devils put an end to this cursed honeymoon!" Piccola was walking In the garden, trying to pick th big yellow rosea at th top of the wall. She might have reached them had she been only on Inch taller. Sh waa standing on tha tips ot her toes, raising her alender arm far above her head, but the roses were just on inch beyond her reach. How annoying! Sh would have liked so much to pick th big yellow roses, which were just Uk those in the convent. She tried once more lost her balance and fell backward into ' the arms of the surprised Capitano. Plccola gaxed Into the dark, scarred face with the strong chin. Capitano looked at the pale cheeks, th trembling lips, th bia; scared eyes and th dark hair that covered his hunting: coat. He held her in his anna Sha could not move, struggle or cry out. He held her firmly. He was strong, fearfully strong, and she was weak, fearfully weak. "Madonna r Then something Strang happened, and It happened before any of them knew. CaplUno bent down his dark face and kissed tha trembling lips. That night duchessa wandered as usual through tha endless corridors, but it was not quit as usuaX Sh tried to find what did sh try to find? Perhaps sh did not even know herself. ", Capitano had bowed politely, as usual, and left her. She had fled to her usual refuge In the bis red armchair. Oh, how musty It smelied to-night! Then she fled, up and run through, the corridors, down one stair and op another. She peeped through open doors into dark: rooms. Where waa he? Where . could , he be? 8be had never been in this part of the castle before and sh was afraid. Her llttl feat tripped across tha marble floors. ' She waa so 'little and so pale, almost a little ghost. vCapitano was sitting at his desk, writing rapidly. Tha pen rushed across the paper. He stopped, struck the d4 with bis flat and clalmedXXlavoie.

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soms of the alfalfa snd the dande lion. Dandelion flowers bsve often beea eaten as a salad with the leaves, but of late it has become a common , thing. They are one ot tl;e greateat of Spring tonics. The essence: 'of the plant Is concentrated in the - T m.Va, AHA nf tho hmt 1 nower. & i. u wuw of all flower salads and one ot the greatest things for the liver and kidneys, one of nature's chief medicines. One should gather the flowers early in the morales before the insects visit them. The whole flower may be used or one may pluck out the petals, but almost , every atom of the dandelion plant Is good to eat. root, foliage, flower, flower stem, petals, alL It Is re plete wiin curauve ana consiruww nro Deities snd one need not be finiky in discarding any part ot ic DUFRESNE Suddenly what - was that? Sauta Maria, what was that? Duchessa's llttl whit fsee. framed in the portieres, stared at him. Capitano Jumped to his feet, and the little face disappeared. She belonged to him, so why should he run after herf H belonged to hr, so why should sh run away from i!n? And still sb ran. ran as If fo- ner life through th balls and corridors, upstairs and downstairs, her UtV,v rc pattering on the marble, and after her the sabre earn clanging, close behind her. very close behind her. And then It happened I They hardly knew how themselves. She gav a llttl cry and stumbled. "Madonna!" sh cried. "Madonna! Madonna!" He held her in bis arms close against hie bosom. -Plecolina, darling! Cars, cartaal Why did you run away?" "Ouldo 1lltUe b'dT" TOU ' ?nmhlin "Guido mlo!" reu On. how I do love yoaf I lev you, too." Capitano bowed bla head Plccola raised hers. "Qudo! "Elenar -: r? f tb Cautfeb'ef Oesu and enter Madonna's llttl chapel you will than all 7h CkU U U "ler tnan all th others around Madonna's neca. . . "If that necklace had not been!" ears Capltano's llttl wife. says Foaling Uncle Sam A DRESSMAKER had sent her poet a letter, and was .yinly awaiting hr return. " r Pt my tetter an right. Maryt aba asked, aa tha maid work catered. "On, yea. ma'am r replied Mary. hoidW lag a penny out to her mistreaa. "What is able for?" agate asked tha fair employer. I save It to yen for atamp." . , didn't have to use It. ma'am, a o-i letter ta the box when nobody waa