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? for |Vac0, at)&t$appit)j>SS a iVatoful Pfoplo in a'pra^r/?^KsCjlVil)tj otfruaj? biji/j> <Pgnft tvrkej/? 5pend$ hT^y football money?- (\ Kind act rewarded*. By May C. Rlngwult. Say, Tadpole, what are you going to donate?" asked Shrimp Carter, re lieving his emotions suppressed for an hour in Sunday-school by turning a somersault 'backward. "Ice cream soda," solemnly replied | Tadpole. "Strawberry flavor In one It bag, chocolate in the other. W'hat'U you give. Shrimp? Why don't you ' give a turkey?" "At eighteen cents a pound? Not ; on your tintype! With the football game coming off I can contribute just about one Irish potato." "I like Mr. Daniel's idea mighty 1 well." said Harold, the thoughtful member of the party. "If all the j scholars would bring what they like best themselves for a Thanksgiving dinner, the poor families would have a jolly spread next Thursday." "And jolly doctors' bills to pay af- j terward," laughed Tadpole, "for ev ery one with sense would select mince pie." During the three days that follow ed Shrimp was so absorbed in dis cussing the approaching foot-ball game that he entirely forgot the Sun day school festival for Thanksgiving eve. There was small wonder that he was in a whirl of excitement. Of i course, he had seen great football ' contests before, but he was one of a large family, and while the Carter home had every comfort and Mrs. Carter prided herself on having her children well dressed, pin money was a raro luxury, so Shrimp's "reserved seal at tne games had always been a tree-top or a convenient shed roof. This year, however, the teams were to play out by the park, on new grounds surrounded by sand dunes, and when Shrimp heard the announce ment his despair was very black in deed. But the week before Thanks giving the cloud brooding over his troubled spirit was unexpectedly turned wrong side out by a visit from a pet uncle, and its silver lin ing, in the concent rated form of two big round dollars, the dear gentle man's parting gift, now clicked in Shrimp's proud pocket. As he walked home from school Wednesday afternoon, a holiday smile on his mischievous face, this vast wealth so burned the hand thrust into his pocket that he broke into a run for the nearest shop. One of the dollars would admit him to the game; the other one could be delight fully squandered. A mammoth tin horn such as vigorous lungs had longed for at previous contests, was the first purchase speedily supple mented by a badge of his team's colors, a hat band to match and a cane with appropriate streamers. He was about to spend his last dime in chewing gum, when the shop doors opened and Tadpole appeared, a large package in both arms. They exchanged college yells. "What have you got there?" asked Shrimp. "Beans." replied Tadpole. "They-re nice and filling, you know. At camp last summer we ate them three times a day. Shouldn't wonder if Mr. Dan iel would give them to that widow with seven children that he told about." "Gee whiz!" exclaimed Shrimp. "1 forgot about tonight." He looked sheepishly at the little dime in his hand. "I've got to buy something for ten cents," he sighed. "Can't you help a fellow out, Tad?" Tadpole deeply pondered. "There's rice." he suggested. "The Chinese rrve on that, and I guess a few grains go a great way." Shr'mp sincerely hoped that they did go a gieat way after ho discov ered how sma ! a quantity his dime purchased at a neigh: ring grocery store. And that evening, when he saw the liberal donation In the Sunday-school rooms ? turkeys of all sizes, boxes of potatoes, apples und *>rang< cans of c n and tomatoes, bags of flour and meal, celery, cran berries and pumpkins?he was morti fied at his own tiny contribution. But any qualms of conscience that may have disturbed Shrimp that night, vanished like a frg before a sun burst the next morning. The sky was cloudless. The air had a back bone to it without being windy. The ground was in apple-pie condition. Although the game did not begin until 3 o'clock, at 11 Shi imp ate a hurried lunch in the kitchen, and half an hour later issued forth with an Impressive stride, the colored band fastened round the crown of his hat with safety pins, the badge worn di rectly over his til imping heart, the horn under one arm, and the cane 1 twirled in one hand. As he was passing thb church, his attention was attracted by the open- , ing of the basement door and halting , at the corner, he watched a little band of women and chjldren trooping out of the Sunday-school rooms. The poor families were taking home their Thanksgiving dinners, and all bore smiles and heavily laden baskets. All j except a small boy who brought up I the rear. He. indeed, was bent al- j most In two by the burden he had ! sw ung in a sack over his little shoul I der, but there was no accompanying ; smile. On the contrarv. his face was i so woebegone that even the thought- : less Shrimp was impressed. i "Hello, what's up?" he good-natured- 1 ly inquired. The urchin shifted his sack to the other shoulder. "The turkeys gave out," he sorrowfully replied. "That's queer! Why, last night there was a whole orphan asylum of them down there." "Yes." sighed the urchin, "but there were thirty names on the list, and we came at the tag an' cause we've just moved here. I ain't com- 1 | plainin'." he hastily added. "I got a i lot of dandy things?potatoes, onions, turnips, beans and a big chunk of 1 pumpkin?but they ain't turkey." He blinked hard to keep back the tears. "1 wouldn't cry about it!" scornful ly ejaculated Shrimp. "Who's cryin'?" the urchin retorted, stealthily wiping his cheek with a ragged sleeve. "You wouldn't think it a joke if you had to tell the kids. They're been countin' the days for a week, and they'll all be at the win dow watchin' for me." "How many kids are there?" asked 1 Shrimp. "McKinley and Roosevelt and Vic i toria." he answered proudly. "Then rhere's Chris?he was to have the | wishbone 'sides one of the drum ; sticks." I "Who is Chris?" "He comes between me and the i kids. He's most eight now. but he's j got a bid spine and has to lie in , ; bed all the time. His heart's ter ! ribly set on a turkey." "If 1 was rich " impulsively ex I claimed Shrimp, "I'd buy you one!" As he spoke, in an absent-minded I way. he thrust his hand into his | pocket. His fingers louohed some thing round and hard and smooth. No answering thrill tingled through ] his being. Instead, a peculiar weight seemed to fall upon his lungs. "But ,1 can't afford it!" he snapped crossly, and turning on his heels, he walked away. Sauntering down the street. Shrimp blew his big tin horn, but somehow the "toots" had lost their nerve grown week-kneed and wabbly. '>nce when he had the measles he w as kept in bed for three days. It was a ghastly experience. How in the world a fellow could stand it all the time, he couldn't understand! Suddenly his small nose sniffed the air, and a grin stretched almost from ear to ear. In the house that he was pass ing a turkey was roasting. Before the eye of his imagination rose a vision of his own dinner plate?that would await him on his return front the football game?heaped with his favorite dark meat, accompanied by mashed potatoes floating in gravy. The placid line of the grin disconso" lately drooped. Thanksgiving without turkey! Shrimp's forehead knotted into a frown. Why did he persist in thinking of such unpleasant things when this should be one of the jol liest days of the year! He would turn into a business street; get away from homes whose savory smells must remind him of Chris and the disappointed kids. He turned into Market street and came to an abrupt standstill. On the corner was a provision store, and in front of it swung a huge placard with flashing red letters. | THANKSGIVING BARGAIN B| 'BIG SLAUGHTER OF PRIOES| EVERYTHING MUST BE SOLI); BY NIGHT. Beneath the placard were temptingly arranged a long line of magnificent turkeys, every turkey with its special bargain price, from a dollar up. "It's too late anyhow," argued a comforting little voice in Shrimp's breast. "I don't know where they live." He gave a start, and the pe culiar weight that settled upon his chest crept up into a lump in his throat. On the opposite sidewalk a youngster with a big.sack upon his back was trudging slowly past. "Well, sonny," said the alert shop keeper, "which turkey are you going to buy?" Shrimp looked wistfully down at his badge, his horji, his cane; then he gazed at the turkeys, his face flushed, his breath coming and going in little gasps. "I'll?I'll take the dollar one," he faltered. ******* At 2 o'clock Thanksgiving after noon, a boy sat on the top rail of a fence near the park. The colors of on - of the football teams gayl.v adorn ed his hat and his coat, and fluttered in streamers from a cane held in one hand, while on his knee rested a superb horn. But there was a pathetic ! air of dejection as his big brown eyes ' eagerly watched bicycles and vehicles scurrying by to the football grounds. There was a whizzing sound; the blast of a horn; college yells from smaller boys' throats; a flash of red down the road?then an automobile came to a sudden halt. "If it isn't Shrimp himself!" cried a familiar voice, and Tadpole stood up on the back seat excitedly waving nis arms. "We've stopped at the house for you," called Tom White, seated next 'he chauffeur, "but your mother said you'd gone. Pile in, old fellow. Dad s going to treat the whole crowd? reserved seats in the grandstand? sn't he a jolly brick?"?Indianapolis Mews. The Nightmare. t was Thanksgiving ni~ht, and up in his room Our boy lay asleep in his bed, A'hile dreams of a most uncomfort able kind Were chasing about in his head. Vlong about midnight his mckher awoke? She thought she heard Fred groan? ind then he explained that he was the one, And told his dream with a moan. THE DREAM. A four-legged turkey as big as a calf "Was roosting right here on my bed, Vnd just as 1 woke the critter had said He'd come there to bite off my head." ("here's a moral of course?there al ways is one? And this is a good one, I'm think ing. Either don't go to bed after eating too much. Or be careful in eating and drink ing. PORTRAIT OF THE BIRD FED FOR PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT'S THANKSGIVING DINNER. Photographed for the Breeders' Gazette November 1. at the farm of H. Vcse. Washington Co., Rhode Island, who has supplied the White 1 House with Thanksgiving turkeys for many years past. Can Lace If They Want to. A doctor who was talking to a wo men's club in New- York about cor sets declared that the women of America know what they are about. "Before 1 made a visit to Europe," ho said. "I was an enemy to the corset. Seeing the shapes presented to public | view on the other side, I have been ! converted. Do as you pleace, ladies. I It Is better to be shapely even though i you are a little constricted in the | breathing apparatus." The Roosevelt Riding Habit. The horse reigns supreme In that part of the country where fashion Is dominated by the high official set in which Mrs. Roosevelt reigns. Those who cling to the lazy method of the auto car are hopelessly out of it this autumn. The habits worn by Mrs. Roosevelt and her friends are extreme j lv simple and correspondingly becom ' ing. The yellow, the red, the gree.t ! and white robes of seasons past are | no more. Mrs. Roosevelt who takes a twenty to twenty-five mile ride every afternoon, wears a snug fitting blnck cloth, cut along conventional lines, with a small sailor of black straw and a loose ilowing veil. A linen collar and four-in-hand lie of dark green and white and white are the only embel ] lishments. The same attire is worn by Mrs. Roosevelt's companions, usu I ally Mrs. Lowndes and Miss Tucker I tnann. Miss Ethel Roosevelt, who has i been promoted from her calico pony | to a pretty little bay mare, wears a j habit of mixed black and white tweed ' with an Alpine hat of white, with | Scotch plaid ribbon rosette. She al 1 ways has a knot of red, white and | blue ribbon attached to the whip.? | \'ew York Press. Woman Chefs Popular. ' Male chefs are aghast at the op ' polntrnent of a woman chef at the i Marlborough club, is one of the most exclusive in Iatmlon. The fact thai the appointment is experimental docs not lessen the dismay, for according to the secretary of the chefs' assocl | ation, there is a growing tendency to | employ female chefs. A wave of wo men, he says; is overwhelming the ; culinary profession. Nevertheless he declare^ that It will end in nothing. Woman will never ' rt place trained men in first-class t kitchens. Woman has net the temper | anient of the successful chef. She may have inspiration, but she lacks | the power of organization. The prcp aration of a big dinner means contin ual anxiety for the chef. A crisis may occur at any moment. For instance. ! an entire course may be spoiled. A i man of iron nerve will rise to the oc casion, hut most women, however i skilful as cooks, will lose their heads. It is not fair to ask a woman to un ! dertake more than plain cooking in small hotels. They do net have suf ficient application to stand the ex haustive training for seven yeais which male cooks undergo.?New York Sun. Education cf Mohammedan Women. In Turkey there are 1500 schools in which girls receive education. There are forty secondary schools having 3000 girls on their rools. The learning of Koran is compul sory, and arithmetic, geography and elementary science are taught. Teach' ing has now become a respectable profession,and young ladies, after pas sing the normal examinations, elect to become tutoresses in distant parts of the empire. Those who are in a position to prosecute their studies to the higher standard learn the French. Knglish and (lerman languages, which they speak fluently. In Constanti nople young ladies go up for the medical profession, and there arc more than 300 nurses at the present day. Female education is not an in novation among the Mohammedans of the present day. Arab and Moorish women in their palmy days, when their European sisters were steeped in ignorance, would deliver sermons and would profess in colleges and school. The present deplorable position of the Mo hammedan females is due to the gener al degradation of the nation. An awakening is now taking place in some parts of the Mehammedan world, ar.d the day may possibly dawn again when the stain of ignorance may be wiped olT from the Mohammedan ladies of this country with the help of Government. Befuddled with Housework. The charge of subordinating mother hood to housekeeping is brought against that much discussed insti tution, the home, in "The Indepen dent" by Mrs. Charlotte Perkins Gil man. The average woman, "poor, hardened, home dwaftcd creature," is "so befud dled," she says, "with centuries of house service that she has buried even motherhood under her 'domestic du ties' But if we would once learn to honor the word 'motherhood' as wo should and study lis high require ments we should blush with shame that for so long we have been content to subordinate motherhood to house service. So satisfied are we with our domestic Idol that we tail to observe 1 Its real effect on motherhood. We fail to notice that a race of mothers who are house servants by trade have never learned how to tare for children i propprly." A race of "citizen mothers" is what 1 Mrs. Gllman wants to be the guardian | of childhood. A "land of citizen I' tnotheis," she says, "would do more for childhood than a dozen lands of primitive mothers. Our home wor ship is closely wrapped up in the idea of child service. Rut motherhood of the human variety does not stop with Infancy. Children are born in homes, but they grow up in streets, schools and all the provisions of our common life. Our motherhood stops at the cradle almost. The basslenl must be hung with luce and ribbons, but the street t ay be foul and poisonous, both physically und morally." Mrs. Oilman believes that the in terests of the individual family are hound up In those of every other family, und that the welfare of the part can be secured only by making It sobordiuate to that of the whole. She ridicules the idea that a man's first duty is to his family and that a woman has no other. She cannot find any foundation in reason or re ligion for such notions. Nature, she points out, sacrtfies individual.) by millions to the preservation of the race, and the great religions of the world lay comparatively little stress on duty to the family. Mrs. I,, if. Harris, replying to this article in the same number, calls its position "monstrous altruism" and ac cuses Mrs. Oilman of bringing the reader "under conviction of sin merely i for being a decent man." Mrs. t'.ilmnn reports: "Wc have had plenty of men and women practising the monstrous altruism' of sacrificing everything in life, including their best beloved, in devotion to certain square miles of land, certain thousands of population, certain groups of institu tions and ideas to a thing called "My Country"? and we have never found It necessary to blackguard and mis represent them because of it. Tho common duty of the citizen, man and woman In time of war, we all admit; why rail it 'monstrous' in time of peace?" The Hats of Paris. The brims of the new hats are turned up and down and over; the | erown is punched in and puffed out; the trimming is all secreted under the brim as though it were contraband, but, even a Customs ofllrer could do i teet it; all these things seem perfectly causeless, and result in a sort of wel- ! ter or shapelessness, and lines that never get anywhere, writes the Paris correspondent of the Philadelphia Record. Very often, too, there will be a couple of ostrich feathers stand ing bolt up on their stems, with no tulee to mask them, but merely ris ing out of a desert of felt, like a single palm tree in the Sahara. Or they may be pointing straight out over one ear, as though they were say ing; "look anywhere but at me; I'm mad." .Mad they certainly are, and the av- ' erage woman of the average type, < wearing one of these hals, would prob ably find herself giving a free enter tainment to all the mannerless per sons she met. Yet (he Parisian wo man wears them as a matter of eonrse, ? and they set her off, and give her dis tinction. The only solution is that the Parisienne is the Parisionne, all by herself, and unique. Satiny felt is the decree for the autumn, and some very charming lit tie hats are ready for the break-up of the torrid weather. At present it is almost painful to speak of felt, and people turn their eyes away as they j pass the windows where smart tweed costumes are exposed. However, it is possible that one day we shall love ! the sun again. At present he is too , much with us, soon and late. He has forgotten the fine old maxim, "Re frain thy foot from thy neighbor's house, lest he weary of thee and hate thee." But there may come aday?previ- ' ous experience persuades us that it is t possible?when a tingling frost and a pale golden sun will make the ideal day for wearing these little boat j shaped toques of smooth felt. They | are nearly all fairly small, and drawn 1 into a point of some kind in front I Autumn flowers trim (hem, and they ' are pushed petulantly away from the I head by beds of rurhed tulle, 01 massed loops of ribbon beneath the brim. A very pretty hat in silvery blue felt is very much the same in shape as the military slouches. One side ol it is turned up and held to the top j of the crown by a line of silk roses, in every shade from fnouse-brown to copper, which, springing from a clus ter of copper ribbons under the brim, I is carried up Hike a garland, and thence surrounds the crown. From the ribbons also springs out a flump of the very longest tail feathers of ! pheasant, waving up and down and j out in the wildest manner. However, ! such eccentricities are easily taken out. A curious shado between ruby-red | and purple seems to be the coming i color for bats. It Is not very beoam- 1 ing, but it is decidedly smart, and the milliners are busy dyeing all the : (lowers of Nature to tho latest demand of art. A Suspicious Character, "Jlmlnee! but Mr. Good, the candi date for County Treasurer, is mad at you," said the foreman of the country ' weekly. "What! Why, we gave him a great ^end-off In this week's paper." "Yes; he says you've ruined h!m ' You referred to him as a 'trusted j employe'."?Catholic Standard and I Times. m&U>FJL 'hints J .FOR TrtE M?AE Crape Butter. Pulp the grapes and cook the pulp , until the seeds can be separated. Then I run through a colander and throw j away the seeds. Add the cooked pulp j to the skins and cook until tender. Cook apples as for apple sauce and take one cup of apple to two cups of the grape, sauce. Add one heaping cup of sugar, and a half teaspoon of cinnamon. Then cook this mixture, stirring constantly with a wooden lad die. about half an hour, or until it reaches the desired thickness. Pour into cans and seal. French Omelette. Beat four eggs slightly, just enough so that you can lift up a spoonful. Add four tablespoonluls of cream, a tea spoonful salt, and a little white pepper. Put a teaspoonful of butter into a hot omelette pan and turn in the mixture. Then with a fork pick up the cook ed egg from the centre, allowing the uncooked to run under. Continue this until the whole Is a soft, creamy consistence. Place over a hotter portion of the fire to set and brown, then fold and turn out on a hot platter. Salmon Hash. This may be made of fresh materi als or be entirely of "left overs' and will be even better, owing to combin ed flavors. Mine a cupful of salmon very fine. If there are no stewed or friend onions icft over from last meal, a cupful of raw onions may bo stewed till tender, add the salmon, one etipful of cold potatoes and one cupful of stale bread crumbs, salt and pepper to taste; add sage If liked; water or stock enough to moisten. Chop up any cold meat you may have on haud and ndd. This is "surprisingly good."? The Epitomise A Rich Apple Charlotte. Cut some nrt too thin strips of stale broad, take oft the i rusts and dip them in clarified butter and line a buttejed mould or cake tin with them, making them fit very neatly. Peel and core six or eight larg apples; stew them till quite soft with four oun< es of but ter, sugar to taste and the juice of a lemon. When cool, lay a few spoon fuls in the mould, with a spoonful of apricot jam; .then have a layer of the strips of 1 read dipped in butter, an other of the fruit, and so on till the mould is filled, of coarse finishing off with the strips of bread laid quite closely. Bake tn a 1 risk oven, turn It out of the mould very carefully, sprinkle it with sugar and garnish with little heaps of apricot jam and red currant Jelly Fried Eggs. Li Hung Chang. Make six pieces of fresh toast, each three inches square, lightly butter and place on a dish. Broil six exceeding ly thin slices of lean bacon for a min ute 011 each side. Chit each slice in two and arrange over the six pieces of toast. Heat thoroughly a well-but tered small frying pan. Crack in two fresh eggs, sprinkle over a teaspoonful of very finely-grated cooked hair, sea son with a saltspoontul of salt and half a saltspoonful of pepper, cook two minutes on the stove and set in the oven for one minute. Remove and carefully slip onto the several pieces of toast. When all are prepared sprin kle over a teaspoonful of curry pow der. Mow place a tablespoonful of butter in a frjing pan and shuffle the pan over the fire until the butter at tains a nice brown color. Then pour in a teaspoonful of butter, toss a little and pour over the eggs. Household Hints. To keep cakes moist put them in a stone jar. A thin board tacked across the bot tom of the screen door will save the screen from considerable injury. Handkerchiefs will have a faint scent of violets if a small piece or orris-root is put in the water in which they are boiled. When roasting or baking meat in the oven place the dripping pan on a dish of water to prevent the gravy burning or boiling away. Milk which has been standing for any length of time in a jug should be carefully poured into another, leav ing a little at the bottom for this por tion of the milk is injurious to the health. When washing glassware do not put it into hot water bottom first, as it will be liable to crack from sudden expansion. liven delicate glass can be washed in very hot water if slipped in edgewise. Instead of putting food into the oven to keep hot for late-comers, cover it closely and place over a pan of hot water. The steam will keep the food hot and at the same time prevent it from drying. To test beef press it down with the thumb. If it rises quickly the meat is gxx>d. it should be fine grained, of ? bright, red color, with streaks of clean, white-looking fat. The meat will be tou^h unless there is plenty of fat on.
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