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The Clinton News Record, 1915-09-02, Page 6Edwardsbv "Crown Bran Corn Syrup POUR IT ON PORRiDUE \TOU can't imagine how delicious a dish of Oat- meal Porridge becomes when it is sweetened with "Crown Brand" Corn Syrup.`• Have it for breakfast to-morrow—watch the kiddies' eyes sparkle With the first spoon? lil—ede how they come for 'mote'. Much cheaper than cream acid sugar —better for the .children, too. • Spread the Bread with "Crows Breed"— serve it on Pancakes and HotBiscuits, on Blanc Mange and Baked Apples -use it for Candy -Making. "Lit 1, teeriTL•" is a pure white Corn Syrup,moro delicate in flavor than "Crown Brand... You may peafer it.. ASK YOUR GROCER -10 2, 5,10 & 20 La. Tins. THE CANADA STARCH CO. LIMITED Dfukcrs of the Famous Edwardsburg Brands. Works—Cerdinal-Brantford—Fort William need office • - • Montreal 1 .maerA :u f o fibrae._ � , THE GOLDEN KY Or "The Adventures of Led$trd." By the Author of "What He Coat Her." CHAPTER IX. "I'm sorry—didn't mean to frighten "It's he said. It,s the heat. L get mi attack like this sometimes. Yes, I'm Mr. Trent. I don't know what you're doing here, but won re wel- come." "How nice of you to say so!" she answered brightly. "But then per- haps y'ou91 change your mind . when- ybu know what I have been doing." He laughed shortly. "Nothing terrible, I should say, Looks as though you've been making a picture of my house; I don't mind that." She dived in her pocket and produc- ed a card -case. "I'll make full confession," she said, frankly. "I'm a journalist." "A what!" he repeated feebly. "A journalist. I'm on the Hour. This isn'tmy work as a rule; but the man who should have come is ill, and Iris junior can't sketch, so they sent mei Don't look as though I were a ghost, please. Haven't you ever heard of a girl journalist before?" "Never," he answered emphatically. "I didn't know ladies did such things!" She laughed gaily but softly; and Trent understood then what was meant by the music of a woman's voice. "Oh, it's not at all an uncommon thing," she answered him. "You won't mind my interviewing you, will you?" "Doing what?" he asked blankly. "Interviewing you! That's what I've come for, you know; and we want a little sketch of your house for the paper. I know you don't like it. I hear you've been awfully rude to poor little • Morrison of the Post; but I'll be very careful what I say and very quick. He stood looking at her, a dazed and bewildered man. From the trim little hat, with its white band and jaunty bunch of cornflowers, to the well -shaped patent shoes, she was neatly and daintily dressed. A jour- nalist! He gazed once more into her face, at the brown eyes watching him now a little anxiously, the mouthwith the humorous twitch at the corner of her lips. The little wisps of hair flashed again in the sunlight. It was she! He had found hes She took hissirn e c e for hesitation, and continued a Iittle anxiously. "I really won't ask you many ques- tions, and it would do mequite a lot of good to get an interview • with you. Of course I oughtn't to have begun this sketch without. permission. If you mind that, I'll give it up." He found his tongue awkwardly, but vigorously. "You can sketch just as long as ever you please, and make what use you like of it," he said. "It's only a kit of a place though!" "How nice of you! And the inter- view?" "I'll tell you whatever you want to know," he said quietly. She could scarcely believe in . her good fortune, especially when she re- membered the description of the man, which one of the staff had given. He Was gruff vulgar, ill-tempered; the chief ought to be kicked, for letting her go near him! This was what she had been told. She laughed softly to herself. "It is very good indeed of you, Mr. Trent, she said earnestly. "I was quite nervous about coming, for I had no idea that you would be so kind. Shall I finish my sketch first, and then perhaps you will be able to spare me a few minutes for the inter- view?„ "Just as you like,' he answered. "May I look at it?" "Certainly,' she answered, holding out the block;"but it isn't finished yet." "Will it take long?" "About an hour, I think." pleasant' Winter .Evenings dive your children a chance td stay at, VSeto and enjoy tate, nd th. a con t+irtiblo borne ate and they will spend t1 their spare time In the healthful Fl cure of a game of Billiards, is table Woui'd look nice in your Mit ng room, dining room or kitchen, We build them s Ic 6, and 31 x ?. Can be Supplied with either round or eu{iare lege, and would malce a very val. ,Uable addition to your home life, and would certainly los a great pleasure and benefit to yourself and. friends,'. Write for prices and catalogue to SAMUEL MAY & CO., 102-104 Adelaide 21. West, Toronto: "You are very clever," he said, with a little sigh, She laughed outright. "People are calling you the clever- est man in London to -day," she said. "Pshawl Isn't it the cleverness that counts for anything that makes money." Then he set his teeth hard together and swore vigorously but silently. She had become suddenly interested in her work. A shrill burst of laugh- ter from the lawn in front had rung sharply out, startling them both. A young woman with fluffy hair and in a pale blue dinner dress was dancing to an unseen audience. Trent's eyes flashed with anger, and his cheeks burned. The dance was a music -hall one, and the gestures were not refin- ed. Before he could stop himself an oath had broken from his lips. After that he dared not even glance at the girl by his side. "I'm very sorry," he muttered, "I'll stopthat right away." "ou mustn't disturb your friends. on my account," she said quietly. -She did not look up, but Trent felt keenly the alteration in her manner. "They're not my friends," he ex- claimed passionately. "I'll clear them out neck, and crop."' She looked up for a moment sur- prised at his sudden vehemence. ifhere was no doubt about his being in earn- est. She continued her work, with- out looking at him, but her tone when she spoke was more friendly. "This will take me a little longer than thought to finish properly," she said. "I wonder might I come down early to -morrow morning? What time do you leave for the City?" "Not until afternoon, at any rate," he said. "dome to -morrow, certain- ly—whenever you like. You needn't be afraid of that rabble. I'll see you don't have to gonear them." "You must please not make any dif- ference or alter , your arrangements on my account," she said. "I am quite used to meeting. all sorts of people in q'ey;profession, and I don't object to it in' the least. Won't you go now? I think that that was your dinner- bell," He hesitated, obviously embarrassed but determined. "There is one question," he said, "which I should very much like to ask you. It will sound impertinent, I don't mean it so. I can't explain .ex- actly why I want to know, but I have a reason." "Ask it by all means," she said. "I'll promise that I'll answer it if I can." "You say that you are—a journal- ist. Have you taken it up for a pas- time, or—to, earn money?" "To earn money by all means," she answered, laughing. "I like the work, but I shouldn't care for it half so much if I didn't make my living at it. Did you think that I was an ama- teur ?" ma-teur?" - "I didn't know," he answered slow- ly. "Thank you. You will come to- morrow?" "Of course! Good evening." "Good evening."' Trent; lifted his hat,. and turned away unwillingly towads home full of a sense that something wonderful had happened to him. He was absent- minded, but he stopped to pat a little dog whose attention he usually.ignor- ed, and he picked a creamy -white rose as he crossed the lawn and wondered why it should remind'him of her. • CHAPTER X. Trent's appearance upon the lawn was greeted: with a shout of enthu- siasm. The young lady in blue exe- cuted a pas seul, and came across to him on her toes, and the girl with the yellow hair, although sulky, gave him to understand by a sidelong glance that her favor was not permanently withdrawn. They neither of them no- ticed the somewhat ominous air of civility with which he received their greetings, or the contempt in his eyes as he looked them silently over. "Where are the lost tribe?" he in- quired, as the girls, one on either side, escorted 'him to the house., They received his witticism with a piercing shriek of laughter. "Mamma -and her rag of a daugh- ter are in, the drawing -room," "ex- claimed Miss Montressor-the young lady with fluffy hair who dressed in blue and could dance. "Such a jeke, General! They don't approve of us! Mamma says that she will have to take' her Julie away if we remain. We are not, fit associates for her. Rich isn't it! The old chap's. screwing up his courage now with brandy and soda to tell you so!" Trent laughed heartily. The situa- tion began to appeal to him. There was humor in it which he alone could appreciate. Does he expect me to send you away?" he asked. "That's a cert!" Miss Montressor. af- firmed. "The old woman's been play- ing the respectable all day, turning up the whites of her eyes at "me be- cause I did a high kick in the hall, and groaning'at Flossie because she had a few brandies; ain't that so, Flossie?" The young lady with yellow hair: confirmed the statement with much. dignity. I had a toothache," she said, "and Mrs. Da Souza, or whatever the old cat calls herself, was most rude. I reckon myself as respectable ,as she is any day, dragging that yellow -faced daughter of hers about with her and. throwing her at men's heads." Miss Montressor who had stopped to pick a flower, rejoined them. "I say, General," she remarked, "lair's fair, and a promise is a pro- mise. We didn't come down here to be made fools of by a fair old Jewess. You won't send us away because of the old wretch?" "I promise," said Trent "that when she goes you go, and not before. Is that sufficient?" "Right ho!" the young lady declar- ed cheerfully. "Now you go and. prink up for dinner. We're ready, Flossie and T The little Jew girl's got a new dress -blade, covered with sequins. It makes her look yellower thee ever. There goes ehe bell, and we're both as hungry as hunters. Look shaipt" Trent entered the house. Da Souza met him in the hall, sleek, curly, and resplendent in a black dinner -suit. The years had, dealt lightly with him, or else the climate of England was kinder to his yellow skin than the moist heat of the Gold Coast. He greeted Trent with a heartiness which was partly tentative, partly boister- ous. "Back from the coining of the shek- els, my dear friend," he exclaimed. "Back from the spoiling of the Egyp- tians, eh? How was money to -day?" "An eighth easier," Trent answer- ed ascending the stairs. Da Souza fidgeted about with the bannisters, and finally followed him. "There was just a word," he re- marked, "a little word I wanted with you." "Come and talk while I wash,". Trent said shortly. "Dinner's on, and I'm hungry." "Certainly, certainly," Da Souza murmured, closing the door behind them as they entered the lavatory. "It is concerning these young ladies." "What! Miss. Montressor and her friend?" Trent remarked, thrusting his head into the cold water. "Phew!" "Exactly! Two very charming young, ladies my dear friend, very charming indeed, but a little—don't you fancy, just a little fast!" "Hadn't noticed it," Trent answer- ed, drying himself. What about it?" Da Souza tugged at his little black imperial, and moved uneasily about. ` We—er—men of the world, my dear Trent, we need not be so particu- lar, eh ? but the ladies—the ladies are so observant." "What ladies?" Trent asked coolly. "It is my wife who has been talking to me," Da Souza continued. "You see, Julie is so young—our dear daughter she is but a child; and, as my wife says, we cannot be too par- ticular, too careful, eh; you under- stand!" "You want them to go? Is that it?" Da Souza spread out his hands—an old trick,, only now the palms were. white and the diamonds real. "For myself," he declared. "I find them charming. It is my wife who says so to me, 'Hiram those young persons, they are not fit company for our dear, innocent Julie! You shall speak to Mr. Trent. He will under- stand!' Eh?" Trent had finished his toilet and stood, the hair -brushes still in his hands, looking at Da Souza's anxious face with a queer smile upon his lips. "Yes I understand, Da Souza," he said. "Yes, doubt you are right, you cannot too be careful. You do well to be particular!" Da Souza winced. He was about to speak, but Trent interrupted him. "Well, I'll tell you this, and you can let the missis know,my fond father. They'll leave to -morrow. Is that good enough?" Da Souza cought at his host's hand, but Trent snatched it away. "My dear—my noble—'' "Here, shut up and don't paw me," Trent interrupted. "Mind, not a word of this to any one but yourwife; the girls don't know they're going them- selves yet." They entered the dining -room, where every one else was already as- sembled. Mrs. Da Souza, a Jewess, portly and typical, resplendent in black satin and many gold chains and bangles, occupied the seat of- honor, and by her side was a little brown girl, with dark, timid eyes and dusky complexion, pitiably over -dressed but with a certam elf -like beauty, which it was hard to believe that she could ever have inherited. Miss Montressor and her friend sat on either side of their host—an arrangement which Mrs. Da Souza lamented, but found herself powerless to prevent, and her husband took the vacant place. Din- ner was served, and with the opening of the champagne, which was not. long delayed, ed, g ton ues were loosened. "Itrhot inthe Cityto- day," was very. o day," Mrs. Da Souza remarked to her host. "Dear Julie was saying what a shame it seemed that you should be there and we should be enjoying your beautiful gardens. She is so thought- ful, so sympathetic! Dear girI!" "Very kind of your daughter," Trent answered, looking directly at. her and rather inclined to pity her obvious shyness. "Come, drink up Da Souza, drink up, girls! I've had a hard day, and I want to forget for a bit that there's any such thing as work." (To be continued.) Positively Unbearable. One of the wealthy members of a fashionable church approached her pastor with the complaint • that she was greatly disturbed by one of her neighbors. "It's positively unbear- able!" said she. "That man in the pew in front 'of me destroys all my devotional and, pious feelings when he attempts. to sing. Couldn't you ask him to change his pew?" The good pastor was sorely perplexed'A£- ter a few moments' reflection he said: "Well, I naturally should feel a little delicacy on that score, more especial- ly have to give a reason. 1 as.I should g y But h will tell you what I mightdo. I might eels. him to join the choir!" A False Promise: When little Mary Green came home from her first forenoon at school her mother asked her if she liked it, "Oh, I don't think I,.lilee it at all, mother. The teacher put me on a seat, and said—`Sit there, my dear, for the present; And I sat, and sat, till I was tired, but she hasn't given me the present yet!" Pristine Purity. The standard we have set ourselves demands that mia da. '113 shall always contain only the finest, freshest young leaves. n . • Black, Mixed and Green Abo t the Household Good Corn Recipes. Boiled Corn.—Strip off coarser out- er husks leaving the thin silky envel- ope next the ear on the stalk. Pull this down and pick off the silk from between the grains, adjust the inner husks in their place, tie together at the top and drop the ears in plenty of. boiling salted water. Boil half an hour and leave in hot water until ready; to serve. Cut stalks off with the husks close to the bottom of the ears and send to table wrapped about with a napkin on a fit dish. Green Corn Fritters.—Grate or shave off with a keen blade the grains from 6 ears of corn. Have 'ready 2 eggs beaten ligjet, a cup of milk added to these with a tablespoonful of sugar and same quantity of butter warmed and rubbed into a heaping tablespoon- ful of prepared flour. Season with salt, and pepper; beat hard and fry as youwould griddle cakes. Chopped Potatoes and Corn.—When cold boiled potatoes and several ears of boiled corn are left in the icebox, chop the one into coarse dice and cut the other from the cob. Heat in a frying pan a good spoonful of clan- fled' dripping, sweet and good, and stir into this the potatoes and corn, sea- soning with salt and. pepper, Turn and turn until thoroughly heated and serve. This makes a nice breakfast relish. Or heat a cup of milk, stir in a good spoonful of butter, then mix in potatoes and corn; season, simmer five minutes, and serve. Green Corn Pudding.—Six ears of green corn,full grown but tender, 2 cups of milk, 2 eggs, 1 tablespoonful butter, 1 tablespoonful sugar: Salt and pepper to taste. -Cream ' butter and sugar is for cake. Beat into the eggs when _whipped light, add milk and the grated corn (or shaved). Sea- son, beat thoroughly and bake cover- ed in a buttered casserole or pudding dish 40 minutes; then uncover and brown. Serve at once in the same dish. Succotash.—Six ears of corn, 1 cup shelled lima or string beans carefully trimmed into inch lengths, r4 . cup milk, 2 teaspoonfuls of butter cutup, into 1 teaspoon of flour. Salt and pepper. Cut the corn from the cob and add to the beans when they have cooked half an hour in boiling water slightly Salted. Boil thirty minutes longer, turn off the water and pour in the milk. (It is safet in warm weather to add a tiny pinch of bread soda). As the milk heats, stir in the floured butter, season, and simmer ten minutes. If Canned corn and beans are used, add half a teaspoon- ful of white sugars Canned Corn Fritters.—Canned corn while only a poor substitute for the fresh ear may be very appetizing if chopped fine after the corn has been emptied from the can and allowed to stand for Several hoursbeforeusing. Drain dry and mince, then proceed as with the fresh grains. Corn Soup.—Cook six ears of corn in cold water twenty minutes. Cut off the cob and press through a' sieve. Add twoof cups scaldedmilk Cook two tablespoons of chopped onion in three tablespoons- of butter, add three tablespoons flour, one and a half salt, celery salt and cayenne, corn mixture, cook five minutes, strain, add one cup of beaten cream. and serve. Garnish With one cup pop- ped corn. Seasonable Dishes. Peach Ice Cream. -Soak two cup- fuls of sl,iced peaches for about one hour and put through colander, Add to one quart of cream which has been scalded and tooled. Freeze. ulifl w — Cu o er. Cut stalks close to flower, remove green leaves and soak in cold salted water one hour. Cook in cheesecloth bag thirty to forty minutes. Remove from bag and serve with Hollandaise or white sauce or scalloped with white sauce and crumbs. Consomme Renaissance. — Press half a cup of cooked and drained spinach through a sieve, add arable- spoonful of melted butter, one table- spoonful of cream, two beaten, eggs, one-fourth teaspoonful of salt and one-fourth teaspoonful of pepper; mix- thoeoughly and turn into a small but- tered mold: Let cook in the oven on several folds of paper surrounded with boiling water until firm. When cold cut in cubes. Cut a pared carrot and turnip in half-inch cubes. ' Cook separately until•tender. Drain. Serve the cubes of spinach -custard, turnip and carrot in one quart of consomme. Southern Peach Pie.—Line a , pie plate with crust as for lemon pie and, Pill with sliced peaches. Sprinkle su- gar and cinnamon over the top, bake' and serve with whipped cream. To. make the crust chop four tablespoons of lard into one and a half cups of flour; when thoroughlyy mixed addd' one-half teaspoon salt and coldwater p enough to form dough. Chill, roll in. rectangular piece, place four table- spoons of butter which previously has been shaped, flattened and chilled on middle on one side of paste, fold over other side, press edges together and fold one end snider and one end over butter making six layers. Roll again into rectangle, ;fold in same way and so continue three times, If butter begins to soften, roll' paste in cheese, cloth and place on ice until hard enough to roll easily. Be careful not to wet the cheese cloth. Things Worth Knowing. Make starch with soapy water, add- ing a pinch of borax. A very hot iron should never be used for flannels or woollens. Soap should be substituted for soda when washing silver and plated goods. To skin sausages quickly and eas- ily immerse as-ilyimmerse them for a second or two in cold water. New brick floors should be washed with. soda water, and when dry rub- bed with parefin. Don't black a stove while it . is hot. It' takes more blacklead, and a much longer time to polish. When boiling potatoes do not add salt till they are nearly cooked. This makes them dry and floury. Borax for washing plates and dishes is to be preferred to soda, as it does not crack the skin of the: hands. The fact that an article is advertis- ed in a respectable newspaper should prove it worth buying by somebody. Should any foreign matter alight in the eye immediately apply one or two drops of castor oil; it will almost at once allay the irritation. Grass stains will disappear if coal oil is poured on them, then rub with the hands and wash same as you al- ways do. Lard rubbed in well before. goods are wet will remove axle grease or machine grease: To separate the yolk of an egg from the white make a hole in both ends of the egg. Then hold it up- right, giving it a gentle shake, and the white will run out, leaving the yolk unbroken in the shell. If when sending or taking a hat by train it is secured to the bottom of the box by a few strong stitches of thread the most delicate hat will not be crushed, as no matter how the box is turned about the hat will not move. It is always wise to boil a new clothesline before using it, as this not only prevents it from stretching but makes it last much longer. ' New. pegs should be soaked in cold water for a few hours, as this keeps them front splitting. Very often when making a pie the juice from the fruit soaks through the. undercrust and spoils the whole ap- pearance of it. To prevent this try brushing the crust over with the white of an egg, and you will never be troubled in this way. When -your vegetables becomewilt- ed and stale before you have an op- portunity to use them place them for an hour or so in a gallon of water to which a teaspoonful of soda has been added. They will then be just as crisp .and freshas when gathered' from the garden. Wallflowers are society girls who have been nipped in the bud. LONDON'S BISHOP SURE OF HIS DUTY HE HAS WORI{ED TO STRENGTH- EN THE ARMY. Says It Is a Mistake to Lay Aside Entirely the Old Testament Virtues. Just as London was discussing the Pope's position of neutrality I found myself in the study of the Bishop of London, who quite plainly did not think he hadto live up to the dualism of a division in the temporal and Bpi- ritual power, writes Mr. Richard Payne. Should the Church be neu- tral in time of war? Is it making a compromise in the support of this war? "Thou shalt not kill." How can the Church compromise with the commandment? "One can," said the Bishop, for he was a good logician. "Of course,` war is wholly inconsistent with Christian principles, but meanwhile the Chris- tian has to make the choice of the second best. Because our Lord said at a particular moment that his ser- vants were not to .fight, He could not mean that they were to see their wo- men and children treated as the Bel- gian woman and children have been and do nothing." So it is necessary for the Bishop, to represent God alone, like the Pope. Ile can also represent the nation, and, fortunately for the Bishop, when that nation believes it has a Christian cause. There was a cloistered hush about the room we sat in•. The Bishop's kindly face seemed incongruous with the picture I drew of him, dressed in khaki as he was last summer, speak - The Bishop of London. ing to the men in the camps from wa- gons. "For if the cause was hold, then the duty of the Church is not only to mobilize the spiritual re- sources of the nation, but to give the clear call to unity and service." Donned the Khaki. The Bishop went to recruit. A "battling bishop"? No; not a bit of it -a gentle churchman turned logi- cian. "It is an utter mistake," he says, "to suppose that the Old Testament virtues are to be 'laid aside because the New Testament supplements them by humility and self -suffering and personal weakness. No; courage, flawless, undying courage, is the spe- cial characteristic of the Christian soldier as it was the special charac- teristic of Christ himself." And so he girded himself to rouse his fellow countrymen and to stimulate himself to 'play the manin this great "Day of God." And so, this being a Day of the Lord, the good bishop donned his khaki as a chaplain of the army and went to hearten the men in the fields. Then strangely the bishop asks himself the question: "But can a fierceand bloody war ever conduce to LTT" PERFUM,EEb CLEANS ir AND debar DISINFECTS 100%PURE MADE I N CANADA 1/11111 ../270111,,,, ffiili 1160l the spreading of the Gospel of Peace in the world?" And he answers himself t "Yes, but what if this is a war for peace R, What if, the ideas which have made -peace up to now impossible are finally and forever killed?. Wl1at if the gos- pel is, shown to be a sham? What if the war is stripped of its glamor and seen in its native hideousness for all time? War for Peace. What if the churches that believe in the Incarnation of the Son of God are drawn together in a way in which they have never been before and fused into a united missionary Church? • "But what if. France shall perma- nently be stirred to see what she' was casting away in her Church? What if the English and French churches should learn great truths from one another? What if the Russian Church should be touched with that missionary zeal which it only needs to make it one of . the greatest. churches in the world? What if the - great German people shall gain. through pain and suffering a new faith ?," "We are fighting," says the Bishop, "for the holiest things ever intrusted to the care of man—the freedom of our country, the honor of our women, the right to live for the smaller na- tions, international honor, as the con- dition of the future brotherhood of nations, and the Christian principles which are to govern the future of the world. ASQUITH'S ABILITY.. Offered Sixteen Seats Before He Stood for East Fife. At the City of London School Pre- mier Asquith is best remembered as a quiet, studious' boy who did not care for games, but preferred to spend his dinner hour reading the Times. It was the master of Balliol who re- marked, "Asquith will get on, he is so direct." And after a brilliant career at that college, Mr. Asquith was call- ed to the bar in 1876, and became a Q.C. in 1890. Four years previously he had entered • Parliament as M.P. for East Fife, Scotland, which he has always represented since. It is a fact not generally known, by the way, that both Mr. Joseph Chamberlain and Mr. Gladstone were so impressed by Mr. Asquith's abili- ties that he was offered 16 different seats before he finally accepted the invitation to stand for East Fife. AIthough in public life somewhat cold and austere, Mr, Asquith in pri- vate life is the most genial of men. Like Mrs. Asquith, whom he married in 1894, his first wife having died three years previously, the Premier seeks relaxation in golf. He has two daughters—the elder of whom, It/ties Violet Asquith, has just become en- gaged to Mr. Mauride Bonham -Carter, Mr. Asquith's private secretary -and five sons, four of whom are serving their country in the great war. 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