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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1922-11-30, Page 6• About theiiu The Homely Cobbler, When you want a dessert in a hurry, one wh'ieh everyone can eat and enjoy without a. thought of rolligestioe,. remember the homely eolbbler. A 'cobbler, as nearly, everybody lc,niowts,. is fruit with a raised cruet and a hand' or boiled . sauce, It can be as ecoii- 'om'ieal as biscuit dough,` or as rich as good cake batter. A happy medium. between the two makes the "bestoob- b madef fresh fruit any preferred flavor, The sauce must. be beatten till it is very snvoo'Uh• and crow . If a boiled sauce is desired, use either milk or water for its four - dation. _ Make; a thickening with 'beat - err egg, and flour or •oorn,stai,�ch. Use a pinch ,of salt and sugar to taste, and flavice with vanilla or lemon. When the •cebibl�er is to be eaten ,cold, the hard salute is prefi ra'bie, but it is ;more palatable if eaten hot. Cobbler is much mace easily digest - apples, It can a es, berries, or - rhuitb�: o resarb, or oaf fxi ed, than pie, Properly remade, it is a d be soaked and stewed a little before Using them for )cobbler. e deldeitous dessert. Dried fruits must or canned fruit when fresh is net ob- tainable, The best cobbler in the world, in niy estimation, is made from a nvixtuire 'of fresh rasPberriies and loganberries, As 'many localities dor not have Loganberries, it may be BY KATHARINE SUSANNAM_-PR" CHARD aadded,th ttherapeiersuedjuice i with is almost as good Apricots freale Copyright by Hodder and Stoughton. CHAPTER XXIII.—(Cont'd.) into any --arrangement with 11icNab?" canned or died, make ,splendid cob- bler.- olbbler.- Plums make fine cobbler. An apple cobbler made of tart juicy "Come and have a drink, me. Far- the Schoo1master asked. apples, with a geed hard sauce or mel," Davey cried boisterously. "Oh, you needn't Look lake that , ,eaten with sweet cream, as a dish fit "There's a couple of chaps in the bar about it," Davey replied. "It's a fpm a king: waiting for me . . and I'll harmltess one. He's been decent. I, m. playyou poker, 'bob rises. Not a dime ! not fool enough to give McNab any A cobbler is ordinarily cooked •over more.' Ireal handle against me." the fire, the crust being' baked by the He staggered across the room and I "You're a darned fool, Davey," the steam from ..the juice of the fruit. It. threw open the door into the tap- ;Schoolmaster said, his voice ripping is laced' over ruin use uncooked it sugared room. MeNab followed him, turning i the silence'with startled energy. Me- emit. If bad at the'ttedoorway to shook a glance 1 ole Before and ls orew'll have you know, where you ere." ou in a essary toadddnotwatneed Berries anything nd juicy. Wt. of triumph at the Schoolmaster. h Davey's appearance d i the bar was Davepeeticked• the reins across his plumsgam. Bluebell) is juicy enough in Tailed with a shout. Dan heard the mares. neck. . She leapt forward itself. But care musk always be ex - rattling of bottles and glasses, the along the track. ercised to keep the fruit from burn shouts of laughter, blaring of oadla There was not a man in Wirreeford ,ing to the bottom of the pan while and staanpinig of heavy feet that fol- who did not think he knew what Th• ad the crust is.cook ng. A moderate heat. to Reward. All day I did the little things, The little things that do not show; I brought the kindling for the fire, I set the candles in a row, I' filled .a bowl with mardgeklo —The shalllowbowl' you love the best— And made the (house a pleasant place Where weariness might take its rest. The hours' sped on. My eager feet Could not keep pace with my desire, So much to do, so little time! I would not let my body tire. Yet when the 'coning of the night Blotted the garden from my sight, And on the marrow graveled walks Between the guarding flower ''stalks I heard your step, I was not through With, services I meant for your wed the boy Dail for driril.s al'i' was driving at, that he as working and a cover over the pan containing You came into. the quiet room I for •a shat at Donald Cameron through Fragments of a song, bawled jo- j young Davey. Only he dad not see i .cowry, .cane to the Sclr.'aalnzaster's , the calf, they said. They laughed trampe,i down the road -to and followed ears az he ad to llo ed the course of Thad's the cottage,ship. He brooded over the ,.!3Tange in! Da't*ey, asking himself how he came; the cobbler will insure prop eu' cook-- That glowed enchanted with the bloom ing. From ten to twenty-five minutes Of yellow flame. I saw your face is required, according to the kind of Illumined by the fire -lit space -- ori the edge of the town- liar me with winks, cltirokies of sin- fruit used. S1n'w1v grow still and comforted. useinent, and sly jokee at young Davey's .expense, 'although they.. drank with barn, flattered and applauded to be kicking over the traces • why he • lime playing up to the part McNab was going to the dogs with ti 'he ne'ex- de-w'ellis of McNab's, what Donald Cameron would se.y to it if he knew; how he could fail to know; what his mother was feeling and thinking about it. She would, know, of that he was cerbadn. Not much escaped those clear, still eyes of hers. In the morning when he saw the boy again, he tried, to speak to him; but Davey swung past, dragging his hat over his face, shamefacedly. The Schoolmaster get into the habit of watching him, trying to see his. face. Sometimes it surprised ban: He had seen Davey thrashing a steer until the blind poured from its tawny hide. He had seen him swinging along the roads on sale days after the midday meal, reckless and laughing, his head thrown back, a couple of Mc- ab's men at his heels. He had heard singsg isiesselesel5e, Qn. chis way e to the itis in the evenings. He went after him one evening, when Johnson, Cameron's head stock- man, had gone on early, and Davey Was going home alone. "Look here, Davey," he said, riding 'beside him, "what's this game you're on You'll have to drop it." Davey laughed.- "You're aughed.-"You're like the rest of them," he uaid bitterly. "Think a fellow never grows up! I've been treated like a kid too Long. The old man's been making me the laughing stock of the country , and he's got to und,erstand I'm a man . , , and I've got to be treated Iike one." "You needi't go drinking s and Chucking money about at MeNab's to be that------" Davey's eyes veered on him.` "Conal does it," he said "And you all think no end of him." "Oh, Coma! What has he got to do with it?" The Schoolmaster hesi- tated. -"Oonal does it . . . but then had set them. - - The Schoolmaster tried again to Cine to tteo cups of flour, using r warn the boy. This time Davey was spoonful of good baking pow• inclined to 'listen to him. each cup :of flour. Mix the shorte "What can MoNab do to me?" he and sugar, ad the egg and: 'beast •, A good gobbler is made with a tablespoonful of butter and lard nix, ed, an egg, a heaping taiblespote of sugar, a pinch of salt, and asked, "I'm not a lag, or a lag's son. "No," the Schoolmaster said', a little bitterly. "But I've been watching Mc- Nab—seeing the way he works. He's got agenius for the underhand job, There's s not much he coultin't do if he set his mind to it. He's set his mind furs over the fruit. Cosy to something now. I can ;see that and nook as directed p: and you're in the way of . it. 1 it is advisable. to use -" don't know exactly what it is. You under the pan or to know he doesn't love your father, there is no :danger. Perhaps it's that. He's never for- may also be baked, given himfoe trying to get him clearedaut. He's using you some- i the tap of the when it is cook how, Davey." t. "I believe you're right, Mr. Farrel," I cobbler out on Davey said slowly, after a while, muse on bottom •`I've been a fool!" He swore uneasily.'! over. Serve ea "Think I've been read lately. I wanted sauce, people to reckon I w:.vile t . . just' , When eggs ai Cameron's soon, and mean as' they: up and divide it, snake 'em!' I'm two parts wrong and the crust and the',, one part right. The right part is, I've of to be independent. I've got toi sauce. ` Sometimes have money of ley own. It was what! a premium we dispe you said: the other night set .me think- gather, making an eco, ing. I'm going to keep out of MoNabs When they are very li way." 1 a whole one in the salute "MoNab never shows his hand when' in the pudding. he means to win, Davey; there was' The sauce has as its Loun. a 'Whimsical inflection in the School- I tablespoonful of butter; This master's voice. "You can only Beat; mimed with a fork. Then the e him at his own game if you don't leti any is wsecl, is added and po-s him ,see your cards either.." "Eh?" the boy looked at him. "You i BeganIf there is no egg, we moi mean don't drop him at once . . let the sauce with•clean• as the tui him down slowly. Put in flour, powder and salt an sufficiennt sweet milk roe• ealkl w mnake.a batter the consisttenef,O batter. H•atve the fruit read deep pan. • Lay the batter.!,l , "It's goad to be at 'home," you said. Blanche Bane Kuder. Music Forms Character. No other art appeals to so many peepie as music. From time invne- oriel, among savage as well as civil- )zed people, music has been, a uni- Steal language ,understood alike by 'tees. The music of the spheres is `,than a figure of speech. Every pry and race has its own nu,sic, A y' forms the common language of stiicalar race. It is the, bond eke Mood: When the music of dies out or is forgotten ng sthitegrates and the nation Vhen meek passes out el pit family's�ca'ttems, t ,drie,tte the grave life is on. • As infants .the es hushes us 'to ossg+soexpressthe joys arch to the marriage •retrains of musicand -wae with. a requiem. Au rail_ life, fear, anger, joy, 619 ode find 'the:ir best ex - e rube. He is rich indeed e _+aired to get happiness out . bow to appreciate the senti- b' poetry of song and to:und:er- t'he grandeur . of the great .erpieces of music. „isle is a potent factor in the 'tfriation of character. It' enriches 'the mind, stimulates the imagination, purifies the soul, eaepseele the affec- j•tions, eioftear's the heartaches•, and. 1ads' to a higher and nobler ooncep- ' .ran of life and its surroundings. No- thing can wake the soul''s strong in h; sitinct of another world Iike music. Ialone, will not take up sufficient s': "Yee. ' He's got his knife into me, • o snake the right quantity. Ari' e too, you know, though he hasn't shown lent sanxce can be made with the; it quite clearly yet He's good at true I ter, sugar and cream, adding a pi' wanting game. It'll be a bit interest -ire salt and flavoring owitili vanilla; pr ; The more ;people hove music, study it ing to see how he narks us both ofd • of if we don't mark him off, that is. I'm going to 'get out of his way as: • turning away from her, `Who toldl.,Once,.loon after you•d gone away, Dave said to ire be's a .roadster. It ecrnes natural .to soon as I can, I'ur giving lip the you?'' him. It doe n't to you. you're Cam- teaching here Deirdre and I are go- "Mrs. Ross, it was." Mrs. Cameron. axon's son and—" "Cameron's . son!" Davey siuiffed. "Much good that does me!" "What's your father going to say when he hears about this 'business at the Black 'Bull?" the Schoolmaster asked. "Say ? Oh, he'la cut up at first. He's got to understand though; I've got to go my own way. He won't know more than's good for him through. That's arranged between Me - Nab and me." "You don't mean to say you've got fisbeen dew 3111fe StattlIg For RHEUMATIC SUFFERERS NewLifeRemedy is the, ing up to Steve's for a., while, and then replied. "She was over the o't'her way I hope well shake the•dust of the , . . she she and .less. She said. the boos: Wirree off our.feet." had heard at the sales"' They were parting when the School` "They tell ire," Deirde's eyes met master said: • Mrs. Cameron's, and her voice ran as cle aedlPat and Tom out to the new Kearney ogle- have mart Jess Rossietly as ." "that Davey's to Davey,'I wonder if Deir- dre married me, mother, would she melt away if I touched her with a piece of iron.' - He sat thinking and smiling a long time, Deirdre, an ' I felt so happy about you b'oth... Then you came back . and it was. all different." "I've been thinking perhaps it was mine ibetw eem ou" The hawk, isn't:it? They' brought hi a mob "Oh," Mrs. Cameron exclaimed, tris,- Clonal has Davey's Y for Con1a1 Maitland'• cattle—from tres'sfully, "I don't know! TI say wistful. DB,ultyyou're weregvgery the Northwest, poor as mice. They eo, •but Davey— said. Conal was on the road's and will Her face worked pitifully. be in presently to take them up to "He's so strange. I don't under - the hills. Maitland'ss got a oouple„of stand him aft all, Deirdre. He'.s so fattening paddocks' beyond Steve e, changed. I can't help him , can�k Two days later, on sale dray, this do anything for him; He seems. to , • " ifyou're not obi to malrry Conal', perihaps• you Dan be good friends with Davey again, Deirche. He week]) do anything in the world fair you once. The other night when he came home -he had -been at MeNab's same scraggy mob of northern. bub- have become a man quite sudd'enl'y, until' bite and the drink was strong on locks was still in the largest pen of hian I ooufldn t let him into the house the Wirreeford yard's. Davey heard for fear of his father waking. He 'them bellowing mournfully, to slept in the barn and I salt, near him "Conal'ss been eiupeoted the last Deird�•e bent over her. I was .afraid he might light; a eonpie of days to take charge of niatbelii and dt+orp It in the hay ... and alien," somebody told him. "But hes wh3 p , k' he talked in This sleep—sobbing and not come yet, and the Sbho&miaster'e so fro li li;' Mary C n cryinlgt—and it was your name he was beating the town' for a man to drive said fy., g saying, over and, over again to him- Om goes hills him. The s 've self, as though his heart was�b eakdng Dana I? 1'k h 1 I 1 over it, `Deirdre! Deirdre! Help You Run Bali bring home the bacon, collar the blue "vase, carry the.message to Garcia, . etc. ITTLE Raisins, full of energy and Ed iron, will put the pep into you • that makes .winning plays. Use vim like it in your business, too. One hundred and forty-five cal- ories of energizing nutriment in every little five -cent red box that you see. Comes from fruit sugar in prac- tically predigested form-- levulose, the scientists call it—so it goes to work almost immediately. Rich in food iron also. Try these little raisins when you're hungry, lazy, tired or faint. See how they pick you up and set you on your toes. Little Sun-Maias "Between Meal" Raisins 5c Everywhere Had Your Iron Today? and listen 'to`it, the purer their hearts ei -Acting-Auto BL1Ii1])er and minds will be. . Also -"Kills" Engine. A Handkerehief Case for a Man. A .girl always has more'diffie'&ty planning birthday and C1hr:stmas re- membrances for her father and odder brothers than lots the other members of the fancily. :A simple and.;inex- pensive little gift is a handkerchief ease for a man's bureau drawer, with the name of the owner worked on it in the giver's handwriting.Hem one' end of a piece of white linen ten by twenty inches in size, and fold it forwaad to make a pocket seven inches •deep. Seam. the edges of the pocket on the wrong side. Fold over the part •bh'at i enmain.s for a flap, and run a narrow diem round the three edges ,of the flap and a row of hem- stitching. A short distance above the mof the flap write the name in pencil and. then work the fetters, using the easy over-and:ewer stitch in any cobs that you wisth. Minard's Liniment for i3i;rhtheria. arndi -- " IShe put her hands oyer heir eyes and began ery. "Don't! Don't eey, Mrs. Cameron, dear," she whispered:, 'kissing her. "It'sfoolish," amero id tremulous) . , as if asking 'for- bearance, "but my heart's just break - al 'eatre I ou a rush, in to see atvey i e e rs lave (To be continued.) gdiaig to take rtiiuem' himself in "tho managed to keep his father frail morning. 'lcltowltmg, so far, but I'm slag --i D e akjrt d'atren''t think what will happen when Y , Dress CHAPTER XIV. he knows." or Faded Draperies - Mrs. Cameron was not seen in Wit- Deirdre said. eo' in , but het a s r�ef and during those months of her were full. t h+uslbandds illness. Cameron drove into IVIte. Cameron stretched a hand out g "the towrisblp unteitpeetedly one day to her. Each package of "Diamond Dyes„ " "they y Lins directions so simple that a:uy when the sales were in progress and. Chh, dear,"she said, the say it is cants Y she was with him He went to the Jess, Davey's/ going to marry, but, I woman oail dye or tint faded, shabby S Remedy for the yards and. -she 'turned the horse, a can't think it's anybody but you he skir % dresses, •cva.iste; coats, sweaters, t quarter for, sturk,r daughter of old Lassies 'back area about, W'h'en first u went s ins, , draperies, every- eu , scut,* um along the road end halted her outside away we used to talk ,about i o y thing like new. other ktnd t v "Diamond Dyes" (?, Ne17x'al , Gout and the S'dluoolmastex s cottage, Dave tusedt.:.ta say' . She s a Pel in hen per£e•et h'onie Demdre went lint to meet heir. I do believe, tiuoiilien'—(because of the dye'ing 15 guaranteed oven if you every - 141 Jtis. "I 0ity heard you were back a few fairy-tale I used to tell hint. He made hai,e, never dyed before. Tell yonir bottle for a Dollar; u tell, 't o ea sick over again a'ftmr add y u'd .gone away, It was about Petco druggist w>i , j;'l linen., Catton or mixed in Diamond Dyes trays ago, Deit'dre, Mie. Gameroi bottles for re ft/llara.t s "Didn't Davey' tell you?". Deirdre Mailed .dfect td customers. Or from your nearest. Dt'uggi. asked'. "No," hia mother' replied wen indoors n Cern- geode. i, v me le le a- lop, the t wyth tag, who married the wish to dye' is wool -or silk, or whether f�arme'i"s boy. Do you remem'bez, Nile it le v , you'd are? nil ain't I tale it to you, too, iii Diemond Dyes never• .streak, spot, nit " ib s a d Mxs am the, old dales."fade, or rain. jrat With her back to the window "Yes," 1 ed ,*clee cried 1ireathlessle, '- sxoni s hoolems+tex's Wicket triads, "and ever afterwards their desert- Almost impossible to value is the �urbgRrt rat tilt Sc e ttilteb0 ttattlitativi and wearier' than when she had. last of I'enel'op, and, it teas sural, ui they ex -Kaiser; it includes fifty-three pal-, e mansions and estates aC # The Irish Sea is nowhere more fhan 710 feet deep. .,"- 1 - ee tetieed that; she booked. older arras were .called Pelal'ings, the eliild'ren property in Germany claimed by tilt, Deliyds 111 Indignant pedestrians may -now perienoo aslight. satisfaction in a matically "kill'ing'. the engine of tor car which has rudely give unsought impetus when they w crossing the street; that Is, providing the car has been fitted with the latest automatic bumper. 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