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COTTAGE CHEESE. -
'How It May Se Easily and Quickly
Made In the Home.
Wheu one understands the Possibili-
ties of sour milk on the farm, where it
may be used in satisfying quantity,
the secret of many healthful and ap-
petizing dishes will be solved. In the
form •of cottage cheese" many deli-
cious desserts and side dishes will
give a pleasing variety he the daily bill
of fare.
Plain cottage cheese "without the
trimmings" is well worth considering.
It may also be macle to serve as the
foundation for various other 'dishes:
To serve it at its best there are two
points to keep in mind. The sour milk,
or "clabber' should never be allowed
to reach boiling point in separating
the curd from the whey, and care in
draining the curd is equally impor-
tant.
When the sour milk first forms a
smooth "clabber" and before it has
bed time to separate is the best time
'for starting the cheese. Set the pan
Photo by American Press Association.
MAKING °omen annEm
on the stove and let is simply "come
to a scald," but do not on any account
allow it to reach boiling point or the
cheese will be tough and hard.
At the first sign of scalding, when
the curd and whey begin to separate,
Pour the cheese in a bag and hang it
away to drain without squeezing the
bag.
Careful draining is very important.
When allowed to drain too long it will
tougben, and when the bag is squeezed
to hasten the process the cheese will
lose its lightness and creaminess.
The best plan for isto sus-
pend
drainingus
pend the bag over a bar. When made
in large quantities for marketing the
big draining bag may be suspended
from a broom handle laid across two
chair backs, with a big bowl or pan
on the floor to catch the drippings.
As soon as the whey bas drained ole
and while the cheese is still soft and
creamy turn it from the bag, beat it
up with a little sweet cream or milk,
season with salt to taste, and it is
then ready for serving as plain cottage
cheese.
With the addition of a variety of
flavorings it may be served in many
appetizing Ways. When mixed with
sweet custard it gives the bulk to vari-
ous pies and cheese cake desserts. In
almost any form it is one of the most
healthful of food products.
Snug White Skirts.
The softest materials are being used
for white underskirts. The overskirts
are so narrow that the white skirt of
necessity must be as sheer as possible.
The more expensive starts are slash-
ed to a depth of six inches in the
flounce to assure ease in walking.
Beading is used to head the flounces, ,
which are being worn this season.
Beading, too, is worn to edge the skirt
itself.
One and three-quarter yards is the
width for the fashionable skirt, but
they are also being made two yards
wide.
New materials, such as Oxford cloth
and cotton rep, are used, and in addi-
tion soft finished piques.
When these cotton goods are nsed it
is advisable not to use under flounces,
Buttonhole scalloping and fancy. hem-
stitching make admirable edgings for
these skirts.
DID NOT KNOW
WHAT IT WAS
TO DE RID OF BOILS.
When the blood becomes impure, it,,
is only natural that boils; pimples, or
some other indication of bad blood should
break out of the system. There is only
one thing to do, and that is to purify` the
blood by using.a thorough blood cleans-
ing medicine such as BURDOCK BLOOD
BITTERS.
MR. ANDREW E. COLLIER, River
Glade, N.B., writes:—"For years I was
troubled with Boils. I did not know
what, it was to be rid of them until I'
began to use BURDOCK BLOOD Menses.
I only used two bottles of it, and it is
now over ten years, and I can honestly
say that I have never had any boils since.
I c
an alwaY Bs recommend B.,B."
oD BITTERS is a remedy
BURDOCK B Lo m y
indicated for thepurification of the
blood, and has been used:, by thousands
during the past 39 years.
It is tneetlfeet+tired by The T, Milburn
Co„ Limited, Toronto, Ont,
A Scene Up 1
New
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`”' POETS IN 'RIVALRY.- •
about the front door as If ready to
Q ( w • medic a suddelz exit in ease disaster
¢�' '!� • should overtake their more intrepid
p women folks. They might utldersstand
e m and .enter into' 0 surprise party upon
. ,•, . .., , . , :, .;;, t �j • one of the laity, but this encroachment
their great art. But upon the minister's privacy was more
h novel than enjoyable,
t e Dora Latch bad dined from room to
tt K } "E Tools and returned to announce thgt
Sh I1 y' "Revolt e e r there wasn't a soul in the house, but
• dhe Jennie Plumb was outshining ber-
tit #+
Isle Wight other t self as a bousekeeper, for the whole
o house was In apple pie order. "Even
o • flowers in every room --carnations at
their tasks.
C d ®, 50 cents a dozen from the city," she
c y ended.
r,1 p d K g ° "You don't suppose he suspected, do
1lji" F,x4+ •r Ftii!A�riV
Hunt 1 tt ' b Hamp-
stead
you?" asked Stella, who looked like a
forms big pink and white baby in a white
d Keats t t "then, there, id d t muslin gown with blue ribbons.
islRa Sk „ =giilsl 1' `� 4}'Sry,l, t tinae," h p 1I "I don't know who could bave told
th t o him," said Mrs. Weldrake decisively
1� IFISa a d from ber executive position before the
tithe, but 't' t
e}4 a
door range. "I don't believe any
t� eta' body would be mean enough to tett
about it."
1 The fifteen women vociferated their
innocence from tale telling, and those
"$ lr4y 1 ly p who were married exonerated their
poets, hishands, and those who were yet un-
3111,,{,7x�}'
Keats Sh 11 chosen defended their sweethearts.
Stella Weldrake looked troubled for a
l brief instant and then shook off what-
ever
oppressed her mind and smiled
a( 1 across the room at Timothy Weed, who
d SI ll had peered bashfully in at the door,
Olivery .
Timothydblushed and drew back,wbut
-f pp•t he had answered Steila's smile with a
lir 't+sti-1'Ei itlrp 11
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etetraying one, if any one had
}^lifi b h d Weldrake blew out tine light in
�S it*it��! P y J 1 G p tchen, and ushered the sur prisers
e back parlor.
all sit around as quiet as mice,
and when he comes into the front ball
the boys will light the lamps and all
the rest of us can holler `Surprise!' and
I guess he will be surprised. It was
pretty good luck having him step off
down street just at this time." Airs.
Weldrake was feeling satisfied with
herself and the result of her planning.
She had maneuvered -the men out of
the front hall, out of their overcoats.
relieved tbem of their hats and mar-
shaled them into the back parlor. Sev-
eral of .tbem were stationed with
matches held ready to strike at the
critical moment so that the full nature
of the surprise might be revealed to
the astonished and delighted minister
on his. return.
All at once there came the Sound of
sleighbells that, stopped before the
door.
The front door opened and closed lin-
geringly. Then the three letups were
simultaneously ligbted, and thirty
voices screamed "Surprise?' at the
thoroughly surprised minister.
If Mr. Whitney was surprised the
owners of the thirty voices were equal-
ly astonished, for their cries died on
their lips, and they stood staring fool-
ishly at tbe minister and his compan-
ion Althea e Laden, d
en who had not been
invited to the party! Althea stood in
the doorway looking very lovely in a
long pale gray cloak, beneath which
showed a white dress. There were
white flowers in her golden hair and
on her breast. She looked like a bride.
and it suddenly dawned upon the sur-
prisers' party that Althea Laden was a
bride. Nobody looked at Mrs. Peter
Weldrake.
Mr. 'Whitney recovered his self pos-
session and stepped forward. Tbere
was a look of serene happiness on his
fine face. and his dark eyes glowed
warmly as he thanked them.
"My friends, it seems that my mar-
riage to Miss Laden has become known
to you, and out of the warmness of
your hearts you have come to bid her
welcome as nay wife. I shall ever re-
member this occasion with the great-
est joy."
"Married?" interrupted Mrs. Wel-
drake, arising with a magisterial air
from the chair into 'which she had
fallen at the first shock of the surprise
that had come to her share.
Mr. Whitney smiled and reddened
and went on with his little speech of
thanks, unconsciously stripping the
surprise party of its motive and view-
ing it'in the light of a carefully pre-
pared welcome for himself and his
bride. He' explained that a public mar-
riage would have been in order at a
later date had not Mrs. Laden been
summoned that very morning to the
bedside of a dying relative in the west
and he had urged an immediate mar-
riage with Althea, who was to be left
behind. They had all driven over to
Meadville and been married by a min-
ister there and had then seen Mrs. La-
den off on her western Journey. ?a
"The bride cake must come later,"
he ended with a smile.
Of course they all came forward and
kissed Althea and congratulated the
minister. They were heartily glad of
the marriage, for Althea was a fa-
vorite, and it was something of a dis-
tinction'to be one of a surprise party
that bad turned into a wedding party.
Mrs. Weldrake held herself well .in
hand,: brushed Althea's cheek with ber
lips, majestically accepted their thanks
a as the organizer of the party and led
the bevy of ladies who were to serve
refreshments.
As they made their way homeward
that evening Mrs. Weldrake felt a
strange sense of defeat. The minis-
ter's brief interest In Stella had been
her only hope that,that babyish girl
would ever be married. Her husband
trudged beside her, swinging the empty
coffee can. Stella was walking in the
rear with' Timothy Weed.
At the front door the Weldrakes
turned and looked back,
Young' Timothy Weed had his arm
around t
t Sella'sca capacious s wars .
n t
"I guess you'll have a wedding on
your hands after all before spring -
Ma," chuckled her husband as they
went inside.
And Mrs. Weldrake blushed that. be
bad understood her scheming, but she
felt strangely comforted, rest?.
nit
Immortal Prize -Winners of Bardle
Com etitions.
It might be thought that first-rate
poets wouldnot indulge incompeti-
tive
om eti-
tive efforts in he'
such is by no means the case. For
instance, two of the greatest poems in
Ie language, ea s' ndymion and
ale sofIslam"wr'wit-
ten in friendly competition by their,
famous authors,the one going tot e
ofandthe o er •o the
lovely Upper Thames to complete
sir respective
ow en Clarke tells, in his "Re-
Oolleetions," how, on Dec. 30, 1816, he
accompanied eats on a visit to Leigh
un atthe a er s cottage on am -
stead Beath, and how Hunt challeng-
e ea s o write ere and
o ime, a sonnet on "The Grass o
per and the Cricket." Keats gained
e victory over his rival in point of.
critics are agreed hat'Hunt
wrote a better sonnet.
Strangelyenough, the finest sonnet
Leigh Hunt ever wrote, and certain-
ly one of the finest in the language,
his splendid Nile sonnet, was the re-
sult of a friend competition between
him and two infinitelygreater
and Shelley-. It is one of the
curiosities of literature that the three
sonnets on the same subject should
be, in quality, in inverse ratio to the
genius of the writers, for Hunt's is
unmistakably the best, Keat's second,
an Ie e 's a had third.
iGoldsmithwas defective in
conversational powers, and was occa-
sionally made the butt of the witti-
cisms of the famous club of which he
was a member. and which include
such men as Johnson, Garrick Burke,
andReynolds. One night it was ro-
posed to write mock epitaphs on him,
his country, dialect, and person furn-
ishing subjects of sarcastic comment.
These efforts were read aloud in
Goldsmith's hearing, and he was chal-
lenged to retaliate. The nest evening
he came to the club and read his fam-
ous satirical poem, entitled "Retalia-
tion," in which he bas put all his
great contemporaries in pickle till the
crack of doom. It is a series of bril-
liant portraits in words, as replete
with well-known "quotations" as
"Hamlet," one of the best being that
on Garrick:—
He cast off his friends as a hunts-
man his pack,
For he knew when he pleased he could
whistle them back.
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omeas0000000 moseeee•
A succession of darkly wrapped
scut a up the snowy path to
Mrs. Peter Weldrake's side door and
disappeared within a brief glimpse of
ruddy lighted room. Each time the
opened to admit another arrival
there were much laughter and noisy
conversation before the door became
a dark blank again.
':Everybody here?" clemauded Mrs.
Weldrake, emerging from ber kitchen,
large, beetle brewed and commanding
of aspect, She was dressed in a stiff,
black taffeta silk skirt of generous
width and a white lawn waist. She
wore a large white apron, and as she
came into the sitting room there ?iov-
ered about her a defined odor of fresh-
ly made coffee and recently fried
doughnuts.
"Everybody here?" she repeated, re-
viewing the chattering groups of wom-
en and the awkward men hoveriug
about the door.
"All except Althea Laden and her
mother," spoke up a young girl, "They
oughter been here by this time. I saw
them drive away from their douse
long before we left"
There was an embarrassed silence
before Sirs. Weldrake answered; "Well,
we needn't wait for Althea Laden and
her mother. They ain't coming." She
vanished into tbe kitchen.
"Not coming?" asked the girl wbo
had spoken before.
"They wasn't asked," whispered a
woman guardedly,
"Not asked?" echoed the girl.
"'Tisn't likely, is it?" giggled a wo-
man with a nod of her head toward
the kitchen door, and the girl, glancing
at airs. Weldrake's daughter, Stella,
nodded understandingly.
"Althea Laden wasn't asked, to the
minister's surprise." The words ran
around in low murmured disapproval,
for Althea and her mother were village
favorites, and the invariable "Why?"
and its answer followed. All of the
women already knew that the Ladens
had not been invited, but under the
stern injunction of Mrs. Weldrake
none had dared to break the seal of se-
crecy imposed upon the especially in-
vited, for this surprise on the bachelor
minister of Thornville had found its in-
ception in the brain of matchmaking
Mrs. Weldrake, and Althea Laden was
not to be invited. Fat, good natured
Stella Weidrake and pretty Althea La-
den had always been warm friends,
and according to Stella's discriminat-
ing parent that stout, amiable damsel
was quite outrivaled by Althea's more
delicate charms; hence this surprise
party, from which the Ladens were
omitted and where Stella was expected
to shine undimmed and perchance cap-
ture the minister's unsuspecting heart.
"It's 9 o'clock," announced Mrs. Wel-
drake, bustling into tbe sitting room
arrayed in warm shawls and with a
knitted "fascinator" over ber iron gray
hair. "I guess we better be going. 1
see a lamp lighted in Mr. Whituey's
study." She lifted a window curtain
and peered across the snowy fields to-
ward tbe parsonage. "He don't sus-
pect a thing."
"And, so far as I know, nobody else
outside this room knows about the sur-
prise," added Mrs. Dora Hatch trium-
phantly as the party trooped forth,
each one bearing burdens of toothsome
viands. Big Peter Weldrake brought
up the rear with a steaming can of eel -
fee.
The surprise party creaked across
the snow with much smothered laugh-
ter mingled with deference as they ap-
proached the parsonage from the path
across the fields.
A green shaded lamp beamed from
the study window, but there was no
sign of the minister's dark, well shaped
head outlined against the bookcases.
"He's stepped out a minute," breath-
ed Mrs.. Weldrake hoarsely. "Most
likely's he's locking the door after Jen-
nie Plumb. That's, why I waited till 9
o'clock, after she'd got the dishes done.
She's mortal slow,"
"There she goes now!"
The group stood huddled by the back
porch watching the bulky form of the
black woman who came in by the day
to "do" the minister's housework.
When Jennie Plumb had tramped out
of eight the surprise party tiptoed care;
fully around the path to the front door,
Mrs. Weldrake leading and her hus-
band bringing tip the rear.
A dim light burned in the ball, but
save for a green glimmer from the
study beyond the parlors 'were quite
dark. Mrs: Weldrake rang the bell
once, twice, three times, without re,•
sponse,
"3 guess Mr. Whitney ain't to home,"
whispered a doubtful' voice.
"That's all the better," snapped back
Mrs:' Weldrake, trying the doorknob.
'This door's unlocked, and we can go
right` in and give him the surprise of
is life."
The women heaped 'their • wraps in
he hall in the manner of those who
were accustomed to the business of
urpristiag unsuspectingacting persons ons in
heir homes' and bore their bundles
f refreshments kitcbenward, their
ouths rounded to shout "Surprise!"
at the hapless minister if be should
prove to be in the house after all and
should come upon them unexpectedly.
The men, feeling some compunction
at this, invasion, hung awkwardly
• K(lG'S SlX T€z aN S.
Most' Unique Is Throne n' Windsor,
the Gift of Princes of India.
Iii'" r :George has 'ie 1111'One'. One
would naturally . nppnae that rile Kine
would "sit upon his throne" at Wind-
sor—that which, so to speak, would
he the "official throne,' While, how-
ever:, there are both a throne and 0
throne room in that ancient palace,
the Windsor throne is probably the
very last one of ell w'ereon one
might find the 1';ng1i.=11 envereien.
The throne at liichel::ham Palace
is the more generally need, inasmuch
as the greater amount .tif ceremonial
functions occur there.
The King of England may he said to
have a set of thrones. In Ibi' rase of
one throne — the coronation chair at
Westminster Abbey—he certaini, uses
it but once, This is the warm.eaten,
battered, lion -footed old oak settle
that contains the "Ston r Ueetinv.'
Upon it since the Boys of E114ard 1T.
have been crowned All the ruler- of
England. This chair .might very well
be called the "throne of the British
Empire," since it is by far the most
ancient of the English thrones. To be
crowned the rule, must sit upon] this
throne, and no other.
One may be sure of one thine, ho-:-
evee, in this connection—no King of
England, or anyone else for that mat-
ter, would voluntarily seer: a seat on
this ancient throne more than once,
since it is a decidedly uncomfortable
resting place. It stand year in and
year out, in the chapel of Edward the
Confessor, and it is removed only on
the occasion of •a coronation. Then,
covered with geld brocade, it is set
under the lectern between the choir
and the altar.
The throne with which the British
public is most families' is that whioh
stands upon a dais in the [louse of
Lards, The Houses r,' ' 'lament enn-
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lly th]'
Kin!: w!' -•u h• i' ci'cmirr_ his.
]cent garb prier t, rl 04(0 the Melee
• c` 'Peers torend !
Another throne that at St.
Jnnres' P l i t, ^-111011 !14 a very ordin-
ary looking ball•!i] a Thr' feed of 1 t.
mores street, 'fide throne 1' a very
handsome one, steteli1(0 ender a mag-
nificent and ornate ,•googly. 1t is here
that the foreign ]unhsssa+lnrs Who are
credited to the Court of St. James are
te':eived.
Tile throne nt \\'in'1.m• is unique in
one respect. It is eonstreeted u:,tirely
of ivory. It was a gift from the
princes of India.
India's Homo Rule Party,
England has lona ernwn aPeus-
f,:.:•r..arr..-:an iva:.ws,rsic-avr..-a,v.,rmes -
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You waste hi looking up do-
mestic help ,rauld be saved
by simply inserting a " i,felp
Wanted" aa. in our Classified
Columns. 4, Our paper is read
by the desirable class, and
goes Into hundreds of homes
that get no other,
m, �,.......
,
,)linen to the r•wau:•=ru ru"v,•t„rug,—n
sort of Indian ,ivn fl'in--and the
Hindus have likewise i -e 'Z1owrl accustom-
ed to it. It i.. no ion rr t11e correct
thing for 13ciuhey Tlabus to make
bonfires of their hncrllsh enilaes and
waistcoats, bet the nett,, 1!;ers con-
tinue to call en their leaders to buy
Swadeshi matctiails, the strommet, the
beautifulest, the leet.
Swadeshi is the herald of a vague
nationalist movement.
It is hard to believe how fete Brit-
ishers there are in 'lndia outside the
garrisons. lncluriin4 military officers
in civil employ, about 1,200 A nglo-
Saxons are employe in the civil gov-
ernment of 232,00t1•Ii00 of people and
in the partial cnrlteol of 62,000,000
more. Four members of the ruling
race for every million inhabitants.
Afghans, Gurkhas, Drtaras, Mohem-
med.ans, Patl,aus, :Ifridis, and the rest
make up a tenet wondeful mosaic of
races, a bewildering babel of tongues.
Hitherto the Moslems of India have
kept aloof from the Swadeshi move-
ment, yet Mohammedanism is the
faith of one out of every five inhabi-
tants of India. • More tharu152,000.000
Britikh subject, in India are follow-
ers of the prophet, and watch with
concern the fate of their brethren in
the Turkish dominions,
The Indian Moslems cherish in their
hearts some memory of tiie days when
their fathers were the .masters of In-
dia, and they believe that if ever.Eng-
lislr power were shaken they would re-
gain their old• predominance. In the
meantime, they endure British rule,
but protest it would be humiliating
to yield obedience to the Babu and the
Brahman,
SATURDAYS FOR EMPLOYE! -
Vincent Astor las set `aside Sat-
urday mornings as a. time to meet
employes at:ernicliff his estate
on the Hudson and! receive sug-
gestions as to its management.
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GOVEhiN ENT CATS. -
British National OP.'ces Are a Haven
For Smart Mousers.
A large number of cats are on the
Government strength, They are most
useful members of the official staff,
and have never been known to shirk
their work of keeping Government
buildings free from rats and mice.
At the Education Office is the fam-
ous mouser, Joe. His talents are by
no means restricted to mousing, for
he is a noted pigeon and sparrow
Bunter. His pigeon hunts especially
are scientifically nt !teal a
1 planned, for he will
carry a newspaper to the haunts of
the birds and takes shelter beneath it
while waiting for his unconscious via
tims to come his way. Often Joe will
be seen looking very dejected and
thoroughly out of sorts. This is when
hi» pigeon catches for the week have
been below the average, whilst he is
never so happy as when he has made
a bag.
The Privy Council eat, Eliza, seems
to take her cue from her surround-
ings, for she is discretion itself, whilst
her department is dignified in the ex-
treme. It is true that Eliza must un -1
bend occasionally to catch a mouse,
but she keeps her talents in this di-
rection in the background, for she is,
nearly always seen sitting upright in
a most dignified position, her tail
Burled round her legs, and blinking
her eyes, as if to say, "I could tell
you a lot if I chose."
Jim, another famous Government
eat, who was installed at the Admiral-
ty, died last year after having killed
thousandsofmice in his day, for his
official life extended to a period of
nearly twenty years.
Max, the eat of the British Board
of Trade, is by no means remarkable
for his beauty, but good work rather
than good looks is required in this
branch of the service. There is a very
pretty Persian cat in the War Office
• staff, though its name is not generally
known. It has two other companions,.
but looks down upon them with scorn,
for they are of an inferior breed. The
postofiice`staff of cats is a fairly larger
one, and they are a great deal petted:
by the various members of the depart
ment, living in clover all the time.
The Government takes great care of
the needs of the eats on the strength.
They receive an official allowance of
12 cents worth of meat every week,'
supplemented by many an extra dain-
ty if they have rendered some special:
service. When they are ill they ob-
tain the best veterinary advice pro.
curable, and are allowed anything
they fancy in the way of fish,; flesh,
or fowl until they are once more in
perfect health.
No Doubt About It.
There Is an amusing story connect•
ed with Dr. Chavaase, the Bishop of
Liverpook.
Dr. Chavasse is the father of two
sets of twins, and goon after Mrs.. Cha•
vasa had d had
twinsfor o . the second
eco d
time a curate from a neighboring par-
ish was asked to •preach the Sunday
morning sermon in Dr.- Ohavasse s
church. By an extraordinary cofnci
dente he ohose as his text the words,
"Two are better than one."
A quite audible giggle carne from , .
rs o e congrega-
tion, and; quite ignorant of the cause h
of his hearers' amusement, the curate
gazed at them in shocked surprise.
Then, fearing that there might be t
something amiss with his surplice, he
tried to examine himself. Finding s
nothing amiss, he looked sternly h 1. a at t
g y
the congregation and repeated his text o
in a loud, clear voice: m
"Two axe better than one!
As he now seethed to be palling at-
tention to his. d'itIle joke, the entire
congregation quivered with suppress.
ed, mirth.—London Globe.
one or two membe f th