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PITTSBORO. CHATHAM COUNTY. N. C THURSDAY. J ANTT A RY f8 I9nfi MO: 53
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LITTLE MAKE-BELIEVE
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A CHILD OF
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CHAPTER VIII.
Continued.
So Saranne was to marry a prince,
though now she trod the cutters, and
lived in a very grim world of priva
tion and suffering1.
It is not entirely ingenuous to say
that all Little Bake-Believe's dreams
and fancies were for Saranne,
There was one but was it a tam
or a fancy? tt is hard to say; scarcely
can it be called a hope that was one
vision, call it by what name you will,
.which Little Make-Believe treasured in
her heart of hearts, on which she dwelt
and mused, and built up airy castles
such as we weave out of a floating
cloud in a fair sky.
It became with her a worship, hidden
!n a holy sanctuary, never spoken of to
a soul, cot even to Saranne. scarcely
intelligible as to its ending even to
herself.
But unsubstantial, unreal as it was,
It grew into an abiding happiness, and
sweetened many a bitter hour.
And then again, as to this prince
whom Saranne was to marry.
It was at first for it was a favorite
theme for years a perfectly ideal
fancy.
The prince was to appear in a cloud,
to be met with in the market, to knock
at the door and announce himself with
a radiant smile.
lie was for a time nothing more than
a delightful myth, but it was not long
before he found a place in Sarannes
heart, and never was mention made of
him by Little Make-Believe that Sa
ranne could not, had she pleased, have
given him a name.
But she did not please. As Little
Make-Believe had one secret which she
kept to herself, likewise had Saranne;
and neither of the sisters was con
scious that something was hidden from
her by the other.
Time had not improved Polly. The
vice of drink had eaten into her soul
so deeply that there was no escape for
her.
The demon held her tight, and the
too-willine slave eare herself im to thr
horrible thralldom.
In a man it is shocking to contem
plate; to behold it in a woman as it
is to be seen daily in the London
streets both saddens and shames us.
ioxey, now a strong man, strong in
his limbs and In his passions, pursued
the uneven tenor of his way.
So pronounced was his vagabond na
ture that, with a certain class of re
former, he became somewhat of a fa
vorite being in a measure a boon to
them.
They preached to him and at him,
and endeavored, by a distinctly wrong
process, to inculcate in him some con
sciousness of right and wrong and of
human responsibility, they even (he
being willing as long as he was paid
for it) made a show of him; but they
did not discover a way of utilizing for
the public's good and his own this-perplexing
lump of human material.
Nevertheless, he had his uses, if only
to serve as a peg upon which moral
asioms could be hung.
Once every year, in the' days of his
freedom, did he leave Claro Market of
?iis own will, and that was In the hopr
plug season, when he took hi3 rough
holiday of fresh, air and brighter
scenes,
An experience of a better kind than
t"t words of eut-and-drled moralists
Uapplijr befell Jiira and left its perrna
n?at mark lfpoa him,
ia what kind oi a deed he bad been
ttigftSfid, history, a recorded in the
newspaper columns, is silent whatever
its nature may hare" been, be sure it
was not heroic.
All that la known, and that only to
the few concerned, is that late at night
jittie Alake-Believe found him lying
.wounded, aud bleeding i a courtyard,
.which was very little frequented after
dark.
Hearing a groan, she stormed mi
saw the body of a roan; who, as she
Knejt Dy nun, recovered consciousness.
He seized her hand with a grasp so
powerful that she could cot release
herself.
"Who are you, and what do you
.want?"
'T am Little Make-Believe, and I
heard some one groan. Are yer hurt
much?"
"I'd frighten yer out. of yer life, 1
suppose," said Foxey. still holding her
hand, "if I was to tell yer that I'm
hurt, that it's all up with me unless I
get somebody to stand by me."
"Oh, let me go!" cried Little Make
Believe, full of compassion, "and I'll
get help."
-No," he said, "nobody must know,
nobody must ee me till I'm better.
I'm jest out of quod, and I don't want
to get in again without a spell o lib
erty. I know where yer live; there's a
yard in the back and a shed in it
Would yer mind my hiding there for
a day or so?"
"It don't matter to me," said Little
Hake-Believe; "but make haste, or
j er'll bleed to death."
He was bleeding from a great gash
in his Deck.
"Haven't yer got nothink to bind it
cp with, Make-Believe?"
She tore off a piece from her frock,
find herself bound up the wound.
"Now wilj yes hel ine to the sued?"
THE SLUMS.
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"Yes."
"And yer wont peach?"
"What'do yer take me for?"
"All right. Let me lean on yer
shoulder; I won't hurt yer more nor I
can help."
Unobserved, they made their way to
the shed, and there Foxey remained in
hiding for nearly a fortnight.
Little Make-Believe never asked him
how he came by his wound, nor did she
breathe a word to a soul that he was
In hiding.
During the time he lay concealed she
supplied him with as much food as she
could spafre he having 110 money to
purchase it; it was often nothing more
than dry bread, but he was grateful
for it, and gazed upon her with a kind
of wonder when she came to his hiding
place in the dead of night to see what
she could do for him.
When he was able to get away, he
said to her:
A friend for life, Make-Believe
mind that? Yer friend for life, that's
what I am. Unless I'd seen it with
my own eyes, I'd never have believed
it was in a gal to do it. I'm blamed
if it ain't almost past believing; but
I'm living here to tell it. and it ain't
to be disputed." .
Rough as he was, there was an un
derlying touch of tenderness in his
manner that put an inspiration into
Little Make-Believe's head.
"Foxey, ' she said, "would yer like
to pay me for what I've done for yer?"
"Would I like to pay'yer! Wouldn't
1 like to pay yer! I'd give two of my
fingers to do it. But Where's the
money to come from?"
"It ain't money don't think that
It's a promise I want yer to give me.'
"I'll give yer a hundred blooming
promises!"
"I only want one."
"It's yourn afore it's asked."
"I want yer to get an honest living."
Foxey gave a long whistle, looked at
her in silence for full a minute, and
then turned away.
" He was not sure how far he was
bound by. his promise, and felt like a
fox who was caught in a trap of his
own setting.
CHAPTER IX.
Little ilake-Believe and Saranne Re
ceive an Invitation.
It was summer, and Mr. Deepdale
and Walter were in the country.
This change of residence had been
brought about in the following manner.
For some time past Walter had been
anxious about his father, whose health
seemed to be failing, and as this was a
matter which touched his heart very
closely, he consulted a doctor, who was
at once physician and friend.
"Let us have the symptoms," said
'the doctor, after Walter had explained
the cause of his visit.
"My father," said Walter, "is often
dejected."
"So are most men at times. I am
often dejected."
"But my father was never, so until
lately."
"Nonsense, nonsense. You mean you
never noticed it until lately the rea
son being, Walter, that he showed you
ever his sunny side."
fHe does that now, sir, and bright
ens up immediately at sight of me, un
suspicious that I have been closely ob
serving him.'
''Good lad, nia appetite?
'FaWng off,"
"WSiat other symptoms
"We stepp la adjoining roaas, On
two occasions within the last month I
have woke up In the eight with an un
easy Impression on my mind. On each
occasion I' have gone into my father's
room and have found him awake. He
was always a sound sleeper."
"On those occasions did he address
you cheerfully
"Yes; even with more than usual
tenderness."
"There is no cause for uneasiness,
Walter. In the course of a week I will
call and see him, not as a doctor, but
as a friend; then I will take notes."
. The result of these notes was that
the physician advised Walter to take
his father into the country.
"There are ailments," he said, "which
are beyond the physician's art to dis
cover without the aid of those who suf
fer from them. I can satisfy you on
one point; your father is not afflicted
with any organic disease, but there
appears to be something on his mind.
Even there I may be wrong; it is quite
as likely that all he needs is change
of air and scene. Perhaps it will be as
well to let him think that it is you
who need the change."
This innocent deceit was .practised,
and at the beginning of summer Wal
ter and his father were the occupants
of a small cottage, situated about a,
mile from Rochester, owned by a moth
erly woman, who attended to their
wants.
It was one of the prettiest cottages
imaginable; its walls were covered
with roses, and it lay in the midst
of a very garden of flowers.
Surrounded by lovely scenery and
within an 'hour and a half's railway
ride to London, it would have been
difficult to have found a more con
venient and beautiful residence. .
Contented and happy, however, as
Mr. Ueep"dale appeared to be when he
and his son were together, the change
did not remove from him the dejection
which Walter had observed in him, and
at length the "young man mustered suf
ficient courage to approach the subject
in conversation.
Between these sensitive and sym
pathetic souls courage really was re
quired to approach a theme, the open
ing of which might suggest that on
one side or the other there was some
considerate concealment of suffering.
"Are you quite well, dad?"
"Quite well, Wally."
And Mr. Deepdale raised his eves tar
his son's face, for there was a trem
ulous ring in the young man's voice.
"And happy?"
"Quite happy."
And now the tremulousness of Wal
ter's tones found a response in hi
own. "Why, . what should make me
otherwise?" ,
"Nothing in my knowledge, dad."
Now, ordinarily, according to the
fashion in which these two generally
carried on a conversation, the answer
to this, from Mr. Deepdale, would have
been, "Nor in mine. Wally.",
But on the present occasion these
words were not spoken.
"I'll tell you why I ask, dad."
"Do, Wally."
"First," said Walter, in a cheerful
tone, to convey to his father the as
surance that there was no grievance
in his mind of which he Intended to
complain, "because since you have
been here you have written a . great
number of letters to London."
" "Business letters, Wally. That i3
your first; now for your second."
"Dad, you don't sleep as well as you
used to."
"Ah, you have found that out."
"Yes, dad."
"And it is causing you uneasiness."
"Naturally, dad. Would you not be
uneasy if you had reason,, or sup
posed you had reason, to suspect that
I was unwell?"
"My boy, you are all the .world to
me. So you have been watching me,
yon rascal, while I was not looking.
But, Wally, you must remember that
I am not growing younger, and that old
age, as it creeps on, brings with it a
sack full of infirmities. Oh, it will
come to you, as it has come to me,
and it must be accepted. I don't think
that either of us is overburdened with
philosophy, but it will be a good plan
in j-our course through life never to
trouble trouble till trouble troubles
you."
Walter smiled at this, and saying
there was a deal of sense in it, did not
pursue the subject.
Deeper cause for uneasiness would
have been afforded him could he have
seen his father that night, who after
sitting by his bedside till he fell asleep,
stole to his own chamber and pored
with distressed face over the letters
he had received from London.
"I will go to town in the morning,"
he said, inly, "and see if nothing can
be done."
When the morning came he informed
Walter of his intention, and antici
pated his son's request to accompany
him by saying that he wished to go
"alone.
"It is on legal business," he said, "in
connection with my property that I
have to attend to, and I am afraid you
would be in the way."
Then it occurred to Walter that his
father was about to make a will, and
though the very thought of a will was
saddening, because it was suggestive
of death, he reluctantly consented to
the arrangement.
Mr. Deepdale was absent two days,
and returned in a more cheerful mood.
"Ah, that ifi good, dad," said Wal
ter, "you look better,"
'I feel better, Wrally and that's bet
ter than looking it."
He had mneh to tell. He had seen
Little Make-Believe, and Saranne, and
he talked a great deal about the sis?
ters, one of whom at least was bat?
tllng bravely with the world,
"The sight of that brave child," he
said, "no longe? a child tfcengh-she
and Saranne are Quito young: women
now-tht sight of LUtl Makc-BcHav
coupled with" the knowledge that we
have of her, tolling in her humble way
without a murmer, should teach ua a
lesson. There is something heroic in
the struggle. She makes no headway;
I doubt if they are any better off to
day than they were on the night we
first made their acquaintance. Do you
remember, Wally? The grotto, the
story Little Make-Believe was telling,
the three-penny-piece, and the eel-pie
supper?"
They recalled these incidents as they
strolled through a long narrow lane
which led to the woods.
The full glory of summer was uponJ
them; the corn was ripening,- the
hedges were gay" with wild flowers.
"I am not at all sure," said Mr. Deep-
dale, "that Make-Believe has not with
in herself a consolation which is almost
a recompense, so far as she herself is
concerned, for the hardships she has
suffered since her infancy. The power
to be able to conjure up at will pictures
of our circumstances as we would wish
them to be, and to believe in them as
they live in our minds what is that
worth, Wally, to one who does not
often see the sun?"
"There is the awakening, dad." -"True,
Wally, true," said Mr. Deep-
dale, with a sigh, "there is the awak
ening." A day or two afterward, when they
were speaking again of the sisters, Mr.
Deepdale said, suddenly:. . .
"I've been thinking, Wally "
"Yes, dad, you've been thinking
"What do you suppose?"
(To be Continued.)
To Keep Furs.
Furs are preserved during the time
they are not being worn by , being
stowed in deep straw-hampers, -with
sheets steeped in turpentine laid be
tween tha folds. --
' Length of Life ot Nurses.
A scientist has given some statistics
of the mortality among hospital nurses.
Thus a healthy girl of 17, devoting
herself to nursing, died "on an average
twenty -one years sooner than a girl
of the same age moving among the
general population, while a hospital
nurse at the age of .25 has" the same
expectation of life as a person at the
age of 5S in the-ordinary community.
Brooklyn Eagle. -
To Grow Thin, Try This.
Exercise until tired out.
A-bstaiu from breakfast foods.
Cut out sweets, cakes, pastries, ices.
Walk before breakfast, then eat
very lightly.
Do not drink many liquids, especial
ly with meals.
'Do not sleep more than seven hours
out of twenty-four.
' Eat very few juicy fruits, such as
watermelons, tomatoes, tc.
Get out of bed instantly upon wak
ing in the morning. Take a cold bath
Hatpin Project's and Menaces.
The long hatpin is regarded with
esteem, not only as a valuable imple
ment of the toilet, but also as an in
strument of defense, and well is that
young woman armed who has the
courage to use it when attacked. This
was shown in New Jersey recently
when a Millville girl was seized by a
highwayman. She put him to igno
minious flight by jabbing the weapon
into him Avith such effect that he was
glad to get away.
Highwaymen Lave reason to fear
the hatpin, but peaceable law-abiding
citizens also stand in danger of being
punctured by the sharp points. One
of New York's , dangers in this era
of indented chapeaux, perched on the
top of masses of ringlets and puffs, is
the murderous weapon projecting out
the side of the fall hat. Men riding
in the street cars stand in constant
dread of losing their eyesight, because
of the business point of the hatpin
thus menacing them. The altitude of
a woman's hat is normally on the level
of a man's eyes, and when the car
aisles are packed poor man is power
less to dodge the points of hatpins,
which stick out in all directions. In
rounding sharp curves when there is
much swaying among the strap-hang
ers, a man faces blindness or a terri
ble gouge in the cheek from the ex
posed point of the hatpin. It is sug-
gested that corks be worn on the
6harp points to save injury to the pub
lic. They might be made very orna
mental, and as a safety device would
be welcomed.
Women With Federat Jobs.
It is 1 more than forty years since
General Spinner, who has been called
"the father of the employment of wom
en in the Federal service," found
places for a few women in the Treas
ury Department at Washington. He
was then Treasurer of the United
States, and there was a great dearth
of eligible employes in consequence of
the drafts made upon the young men
of the country by. the Civil "War. Gen
eral Spinner proposed the employment
of women in place of men, and the
idea which he started has gone on al
most uninterruptedly since, but not to
the extent that is popularly supposed.
By the last Government report it
appears that there are 122.00Q men in
the Federal service of the Government
as clerks, bureau chiefs and messen
gers, of whom not' one-half ' veceire
$S50 a year or less,
There are nt250 woson ana sivm
In the Federal departments, of whom
6383, somewhat niOffl tnAtt imlf, re
celre less than $720 a year, Of this
number 2000 are in tle postOmce gei!v
ice, 1150 In the Treasurv Department,
1500 in the Bureau of Engraving and
Printing, 1000 in the Indian service,
050 in the Government Printing Oflice,
209 in the Wfar Department, 950 in
the Pension Oflice, 80 in the Navy De
partment, 797 -in the Department of
Agriculture and 19 in the Department
of State,
Less than ten per cent, of the Fed
eral employes are women, and a great
majority of them hold minor positions
at small pay. An outcry was made
after the close of the Civil War by
those who feared that by the employ
ment of women and girls men were
deprived of a fair chance of livelihood
In Washington, but the fact is that the
nnmber of men has increased very
much more largely than the number of
women in Federal departments dttring
the last twenty-five years. New York
Sun.
Base For Irish Crochet.
If there is a craze for real Irish cro
chet, the fashionable world is com
pletely mad on the subject of "Baby
Irish."
It was the real Irish that Lady Aber
deen saved from being totally forgot
ten as an art., When she got the idea
of making it a source of revenue .to
the half-starving, beautiful, blue-eyed
Irish peasant girls whose deft fingers
had not lost the cunning of the
stitches which they had learned in
youth.
Lady Aberdeen learned the art of
making it from her; learned the few
patterns the old lady knew, and then
set herself the, task, first of teaching
the Irish girls, and then of creating
a market for the lace they made.
That's how she came to bring Irish
crochet lace over to the World's Fair:
how lfe "came to establish depots In j
Dublin and London and Paris; and
why, in the end, Irish crochet lace has
come to be the most important lace in
the world today.
Baby Irish is like real Irish, except
that the thread fs much finer and the
knots and threads are repeated many
times more often. The patterns are
miniatures of the real Irish patterns,
and now number " somewhere in the
thousands, as against the three first
learned by Lady Aberdeen.
And now France the ubiquitous ia
making Irish crochet and Baby Irisbi
but with her fingers! She is doing it
by machine throwing the real Irish
designs on the Baby Irish mesh, and
creating a genuine French edition of
this most exquisite and snowy lace, r
All three are to bi worn extrava
gantly this fall and winter for trim
mingsyokes, chemisettes, cuffs, with
the lace edge down; collars aad whole
waists for the prettiest of all Baby
Irish is found in the ' allovers. New
Haven Register.
A House of Silence. .
"The silent house," standing near
Center, Howard County, Ind., has a
pathetic history. Twenty-three years
ago Perry Mugg built the house for
himself and pretty bride. They were
considered the happiest and best
mated couple of all the country
round. But after a year the young
bride became ill and died. After the
body was consigned to earth in the
country churchyard, the heart-broken
husband returned to the lonely cot
tage and without removing or touch
ing a single article of furniture, cloth
ing or other household goods, nailed
up the windows, drew down the cur
tains and locked and barred the doors.
The interior of the cottage was left
just as it was when the form of the
fair young bride was carried out to
that rural burial ground. On a stand
in the sitting room is a work basket
containing sewing material and knit
ting. The needles are rusted into
fragments. -The 4amp is there as if
ready for lighting. The favorite arm
chair is drawn up as if awaiting the
occupancy of the mistress. On a cen
tre table is a Bible, a hymnal and
Sunday school papers. From the pegs
and nails on the walls hang pictures,
clozhing and other articles. The pic
tures are all but obscured by the dust
of years, and are ready to drop to the
floor with a crash when the rotten
cord shall have given away. On the
mantle is the little clock that marked
the fatal hour, and in keeping with
its surroundings relapsed into perpet
ual silence. The window curtains,
now frayed and musty with the rav
ages of time, enable the curious to
obtain a partial view of the interior of
the cottage. Decay and ruin are pain
fully evident. The moths have eaten
great holes in the carpets. Curtains,
clothing, bedding, furniture and wall
adornments are ready to crumble with
a touch of the hand, or a breath of
air.
Perry Mugg is bending now with
age, and time nas turned nis nair
white, but he is still true to his first
love, and has never remarried. To
him the spirit of her whose memory
he so devoutly cherishes, dwells near
this house, and passing it daily going
to his work he enforces respect .toward
it. "When I meet her in another
home above, this earthly structure
rnay be used or torn away, but not be
fore,f' he declares,
The princess skirt in shown la many
new designs, and various materials
are used. .
0
For fall wear the tailor gown is the
first one needed, and as usual there are
various designs,
The newest skirt is circular in de
sign, and the long, tight-fitting coat
is worn with these.
Some "skirts arepleated and others
cut In gores, close fitting at the waist
and hips, spreading well at the foot
line. ,
Simplicity is the keynote of all the
designs simplicity of lines; for trim
mings continue ,to be used,, but less
elaborate in effect.
Among the very new models princess
street frocks are seen. These are not
always in one piece, many of them be
ing made in two pieces.
It is probable that skirts will be
short for rainy weather and morning
wear, wJiile tnose for occasiona of
more consequence will be longersays
the Pilgrim.
Mink coats have the fashionable
Capuchin hoods, in which a bind or
fold of tangerine velvet gives a great
effect.- and these hoods are the occa
sion for the introduction of very beau
tiful embroideries.
The thin woman with her small
waist and moderate hips can appear
at her best in the corselet skirt, while
her two thin arms and shoulders are
prettily decorated and fluffed out in
any style she pleases..
Another Gone to Rest.
Again the youngest soldier of the
Civil War is dead. This time he is
John Botts, of California, who en-
listed in the Fortieth Missouri Begi-
tuent at the age of thirteen.
HOUSEHOLD
AFFAIRS
ELECTRICITY IN THE KITCHEN.
Not yet can the busy housewife turn
on the cold in her refrigerator by twist
ing the same switch which controls the
electric lights, but that is only " be
cause inventors have so far failed to
put on the market an electric refriger
ating plant of small nough capacity.
The principle is well established and
it has been demonstrated that, a one
horsepower plant can. be operated at a
cost nearly fifty ysr cent, less than
the price of 800 pounds of ice daily,
which is its equivalent in refrigeratinj'
power.
MARKING THE LINEN.
How many women adhere to the old
fashioned method cf marking linen
with a new steel pen and marking ink?
It is the simplest thing in the world
to mark linen with a stencil and a
brush. Each member of the family
should have his own stencil, which
does not cost much if only initials are
used. The boy 'or giii at school will
need the full name, which costs more.
An entire wardrobe may be marked in
half an hour's time by means of sten
cils, and the danger of jthe ink spread
ing is reduced to a minimum.
HEMMING TABLE LINEN.
Table linen, should, of course, be
hemmed by hand. That is "the correct
thing," but the hemmer of the machine
can be made very useful for this pur
pose in the following manner: Place
the edge of the cloth beneath the hem
mer. Do not thread the needle, but as
you thread the heni let .it run through
the machine. Turn and press, thus, the
full length of every side. Tben take
from the machine and hem m the usual
way. The' neat turning of the hern is
the main work. This accomplished,
the rest is soon over. 11
SOME LEFT-OVERS.
Housewives are often In a dilemma
as to what to do with left-over corn
bread, gems, biscuit, etc. They hate
to throw them away, and to serve them
cold savors too much of economy.
Sprinkle them with cold water, place
them in a deep baking dish or pan,
cover with a tin and set in a moderate
oven, letting them remain there for
about fifteen minutes. They will come
from tht oven almost as good, if not
quite as good, as new. Only enough
for a single meal should be heated at
one time, as all warmed over breads
and cakes dry quickly.
CARE OF BRASS WORK.
A housekeeper who lights her dining
room and bedrooms with candles smiled
at a request to explain the exquisite
neatness of her brass candlesticks.
"You do not scratch your brasses when
you scrape the wax off," said the in
quirer, "and I should like to know how
you avoid doing so." The answer was
that the wax was not scratched off at
all. The brasses were merely' plunged
into hot water long enough for the
bits of wax to melt and run off of
their own accord. The polishing of
the brass was the work of the man
who took care of the furnace, since
polishing brass is a matter of more
muscle than the average maid pos
sesses. ' .
fag; recipes:. j
Graham Gem$Use twq cupfuls of
sour mill:, three pups of Gtaham flour,
half ft teaspoonful of soda: beat to-getJier-
a few minutes, drop It Into hot
greassd gem pans Rnd bake in a quicU
07sn 0? tej) op Wen raiaytcf,
Caunmtnl P'-'ed iCvtoW nsclpaH
Hub a pirn ef Gutter tb ot an
egg into a pint of cara meal. Maka It
a"bstter tvltb two e?st and sorae new
rcilk. Add a spoonful of yeast. Bet
by the fire an hour to rise. Butter
little pans, fill them and bake.
Swan Pudding-Half box of gelatine
dissolved in one pint of warm water.
When cool add three-quarters 'pound
sugar and the whites of two eggi.nnd
Juice of two lemons; beat all together
with an egg bsater until stiff; put it In
the d'lhti which it la to be served,
and get on ic ov In a cool place. To be
eaten vltb loft custard.
Toasted Graham Gems-Split tee
gems, toast carefully,. and while tbey
are toasting heat some rich milk to the
boiling point, adda little salt and but
ter and thicken with flour moistened
with cold milk and pour over the toast
ed gems. Gems left over from the day
before may be used for the next morn
ing's breakfast. .
Monkey Pudding Take about half a
loaf of stale bread. Let it soak in as
much good milk as you would use for
a bread pudding for several hours.
Add 'a little cream. Put in three
heaping spoonfuls of brown sugar,
two heaping spoon3 of powdered ; cin
namon and a few stoned raisins. Cook
in the oven, with a slow fire until it
looks like ah old monkey. Ssrve with
a stiff sugar and butter sauce.
Mutton Cutlets Have the butcher
cut what are known as English chops;
have them neatly trimmed. Broil on a
gridiron (hot too much); before remov
ing from the fire pour over melted
butter with parsley minced fine. Place
on a largo hot platter and on the end
of each bone place a little cap; those
made of white paper can be had at
any house-furnishng store, or they are
easily made by folding paper and
fringing it. Cut the size of the bone.
They wijl tot throe or four Stores. '
Fnbllo Uenafaclloa.
ARTICLES have been print-
aA frnm II mo tn ima hnw
A I ing the cost of bad roads
J tn the rountrv. and how
J good roads would annually
save millions or aouars
to both producer and consumers ii
the United States. But the value f ,
good roads does not rest upon a money
standard alone. There are other ami
equally as important considerations
For several decades the census figures
show that the cities have been in
creasing much faster in population
than the country. Much of the best
brain and brawn from the farm Is go
ing to the cities because of the isola
tion of farm' life. Man is a social
creature, and if he can't get associa
tion in one place he will seek it la an
other. The wealth of the nation de
pends largely upon the farmers. They
are the wealth-creators, and if we
would increase our farm products aud -improve
the land we must keep our
young men at home instead of sending
them to the cities. The way to de
stroy the isolation of farm life now eo
discouraging to young men is to build
goodVoads. Many young people in the
country are deprived of fair education
because of bad roads leading to the
schoolhouses, and because bad roads
render Impossible the consolidation
and bettering of the school that are
accessible. Good roads would get more -of
the boys and girls in school, and
lessen the average of Illiteracy in most
of the States of the Union. Bad roads
keep thousands from attending cbcxek
and Sabbath-school, and thus are a
bar against civilization and the spread
of the Christian religion. Good roads
are needed to make life desirable upon
the farm, to increase the average of
intelligence by putting people in close
touch with the world and each other,,
and for the advancement of education
and for Christianity.
How are we to have good roads?
With the burden of road construction
and maintenance thrown almost whol
ly upon the farming classes, our high
ways, as a rule, are no better than
they were fifty years ago. Thus has
time and experience proven that local
systems are Inadequate, are failures.
We can have good roads only when tho
expense of building and maintaining
them is 6omewhat equally distrbuted.
All the people contribute to the Na
tional Treasury, because the money
in the Treasury is largely derived from
taxes on consumption. National aid'
to good roads, as provided in the
Brownlow-Latimer bill, promises the
only solution of the question, and the
solution of the question is a . .atlonal
obligation. Every country on earth
that has good roads secured them by
recognizing road building as a legiti
mate function of government, and It
is safe to say we shall never have
them in the United States without the
Federal Government leads in the
movement. '
Rami Mall Carrier! and Koadt .
It must be thoroughly understood
that in providing for the constant care
and maintenance of the highways in
the country, money is scarce and taxes
are high, and that voluntary effort
must be made in the way of contribu
tions to get good roads without over
burdening the taxpayers.
No one class of citizens in the State
tiravel the roads so frequently and
under such adverse circumstances as
the free rural mall carriers, men inured
to the weather and suffering niauy
hardship U bring the mail dally to the
door pf be farmer, It would be a
wise act fop fh WWD official )i
cbargo of the bighwari to at U$
mall carrier If tbey woujd ro( xoU
uutarlly form Alsoclatlcnt fop to
pui'pc$o of reporting dAily tbf condl
tlon of the lilgbwAyi orcr which tbfy
travel. Printed blank could be ied
so as to relieve the carriers of the uc
cesflty of much writing, and the re
ceipt of tho daily record would be in
valuable In directing the highway coin
uiisoiiers to the spot In the road
needing attention. The mall carrier
could report dally on printed forms
tha condirlon' of the highways, He
should repott tt In good order when It
is so, and be bould report the epol
requiring attention when It noed it.
A system of in pectlon tboroughly
made by the mall carriers would aid
road olflclals in giving constant atten
tion to sma)l repairs, thus saving the
expenditure of the taxpayers' money
for large repairs, which need not have
been made by the official. New York
Tribune.
Th Senfet of the "Word.
"She Is a lady In every sense of the
cord," exclaimed Blifklns.
"Then she is the most remarkable
woman that ever lived," replied John
son, "What do you mean? Aren't there
plenty of ladles in the world?"
-'Yes; but not in every sense of the
word For instance, Jf the woman is
what you.say, she is not only a woman
of good farcily or of good breeding and
refinement, but she is also, according
to the Century Dictionary, a sweet
heart (local United States); a slate
measuring about sixteen inches broad
by ten long; the calcareous apparatus
In the cardiac part of the stomach of
the lobster, the function of which Is
the trinration of food.' And if she is
all that, her fortune is made in the mu
seum line." ' '
After that it was noted that Bllfkine
usually pruned down the remark to
"she is a lady,',' simply New Orleans,
Times-Democrat, ' .