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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1942-11-19, Page 6Make the most of your Tea Ai SERIAL STORY BANNERS FLY • BY MARY RAYMOND THE STORY: Christie Colton has flown a badly injured young man to a hospital. The young. man seems to think he knows her., On her return home Christie dis•. corers he is Stephen Marston, with whom her twin sister Jan is in love. In the ensuing months Christie's fiance, Bart Sanderson, joins the Air Force. On the eve of a party in Jan's honor comes neva, of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. AN EVENTFUL PARTY CHAPTER VI A party people would never forget— Well, at least Christie would neN, er forget it, but she could not look ahead. Right now, San was standing in the doorway of Christie's room. "0h, twinnie, you're beautiful!!' Christie breathed. "Am I?" Jan asked, her voice stirred by excitement. "I really wanted to be tonight—for just once in my life I want people to stare at me. 1'd like to be like you." "Goodness, Jan, I never looked as beautiful as that. You're like Cinderella—only there won't be any cinders for you tomorrow." Christie's eyes followed the re- treating shimmer that was Jan's gown. "Don't forget to bring Stephen to me," she called. She secured pink etunellias on the shoulder of the simple, white formal she had chosen, and hur- vied downstairs. She saw her father's pleased appraisal of San as she took her -place beside him in the receiving line. Just then, Christie caught Hol- lis' eyes., He was standing near the entrance. He looked troubled, and, instantly, Christie felt a sober certainty that something had gone wrong. Nothing except some major domestic disaster could prick through the butler's English calm. - "What's the natter, Hollis?" Christie had crossed the room eluickly. "These, Miss Christie. They've been coming in steadily for the last hour." Christie's hand shook as she lifted the stack of envelopes from the silver tray. "Don't say any- thing to Mother, Hollis," she cau- tioned. She fled to her room, sat down and began opening the notes. Calling cards—any number of then . . . Mrs. Pemberton Brooks regrets . . . Mrs. Donald Trent regrets ... Miss Elizabeth Trent, Miss Betsy Baxter ... And on and on. Miss Lancaster, a member of Westwood's oldest family wrote: "Pm not in a party mood tonight, ISSUE 47—'42 D NG Eleanor. All I can think about is that Westwood's boys will soon be in this awful war." Christie dropped the stack into the wastepaper Basket. She was feeling a burning resentment against the letter -writers. What terrible things people eoula do in the name of patriotism. Well, she wouldn't ]et them do this to Jan! She picked up the little French phone on her desk and dialed quickly. Miss Lancaster answered. "This is Christie Colton, Miss Sarah," Christie said, coolly. "1 think you arc old enough to know • what patriotism is—it hasn't any- thing to do with intolerance and petty punishment," "Well!" Miss Lancaster ex- claimed. "I don't -know what the world is coming to when young. people start insulting their elders. And don't you remind me of my age, Christie Colton." • "What some of you are doing is going to leave a scar on San as long as she lives," Christie con- tinued. "I'm ashamed of you, Miss Sarah." "I'm ashamed of myself," came Miss Sarah's voice. "I have been ever since I sent that note, I think you are a pretty brave girl, and I'm coming over as soon as I can get into my best dress. Anything else I can do for you?" "You can call about a dozen people for ire." "Give me the names, but I think I know then already." Christie called them off. After the phone clicked, she smiled a little. Miss Sarah would start her blitzkrieg, • and she would say things that would stop people from talking afterward. 0t: 7x . Someone caught Christie by shoulders and whirled her around. "Hey, young sprout." "Bart—LIEUTENANT!" • Chris- tie cried. "Thought I'd surprise you. Like the wings?" Christie could only nod, but her expression seemed to please Bart. "Think you could live on a Lieutenant's salary?" "I know I could," Christie breathed, her voice electric with happiness. "You're volunteering for domestic service, this time, Bart. It might not be so excit- ing." "Even K. P. would be exciting if you were in the kitchen." He glanced about. "Gosh, what a place to propose—and be accept- ed. Will you meet pie in the lib- rary, later, so your fiance can kiss you properly?" "I'll slip away at 11," Christie said, happily. "When they begin serving supper. But, first, Bart— look out for San, will you?" "Things not going so well?" Bart queried. The orchestra had started. He swung her close to Is your appetite jaded during these tempestuous times—do your meals seem dull. and uninteresting? Tempt your family's appetite with desserts that are delicious and nutritious --blanc manges and puddings that can be made easily and at little cost, with. Canada Corn Starch. 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A stranger, As he turned, Christie saw that he was not a stranger, but the young man of the plane trip—Jan's friend, Stephen, "Hello, there," he was smiling. "The first time I saw you things were sort of hazy." "I remember," Christie an- swered.. "fell so glad you got well." "I never did get to thank you for the buggy ride, I had a few conscious moments, and I think I asked a nurse to find you." "She did. You thought I was: Jan, didn't you?" "Yes. You're so mush alike -- but very different, too: I would • never make the mistake, again." "I couldn't imagine how the nurse knew niy name," Christie said. "I should have figured it out, but—" She broke off, because the young plan had taken both her (rands. "Names .don't matter. Af- ter Jan told ne her twin sister had been my pilot, I never thought of you as `Christie.' It was more fun to think of you as my rescu- ing angel." Definitely, lie was a young man who must be put in his place. Christie withdrew her hands. "An 'angel," she laughed. "I gave up .. my wings when I promised my - fiance not to fly any more." He surveyed her soberly. "I al- ways suspected I'd be too late for heaven. When I was a kid, I used to have a nightmare. All about St. Peter slamming the gate just as I got there." "You're extremely—" Christie's voice broke, half in indignation and partly in amusement—"silly," she ended lamely. "Christie—" Bart was standing in the doorway. Jan was with him, In a quick glance, Christie saw that Bart was amazed, and none too pleased to find her here with a tall, blond stranger. As for Jan . she, thought Jan looked tired. All the glow had gone. There were weary little smudges under her eyes. - "I've been looking for you, Stephen," Jan said, "Christie had told me to bring you to her. But I see she found you." Jan's terribly upset, Christie thought. She couldn't think I came here to meet you. But you never know what Jan thinks. 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Baked Rice Custard • % cup currants 2 egg yolks 1% cups cooked rice 1/ eup brown sugar '/, teaspoon salt i cup corn syrup 2 tablespoons melted butter 3 cups milk 1 teaspoon grated lemon rind Wash currants, let stand in warm water until plump and drain. Beat egg yolks until light, add rice, brown sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter, milk, currants and lemon rind. Mix well; pour into casserole in pan of hot water and bake in a moderate oven (350°F.) till custard is set — about 1% hours. Meringue '2 egg whites 1 tablespoon corn syrup 1 tablespoon corn starch Beat egg whites stiff; add corn syrup and corn starch. Beat thoroughly. Spread over pudding and return to oven until meringue is golden brown. Butterscotch Rice 1 tablespoon gelatine % cup cold water 2 tablespoons butter n/s cup Crown Branch corn syrup 1`4' teaspoon salt 1 cup milk i/a cup cooked rice n/z cup whipping cream n/ -teaspoon vanilla Soak gelatine in cold water for 5 minutes. Melt butter in sauce- pan, add corn syrup and cook over low heat till brown and bubbly. Slowly add the milk to which has been added the salt; stir until dissolved. Remove from heat and add the gelatine. Chill till mixture' begins to set; fold in cooked rice, stiffly beaten cream and vanilla. Pour into KNITTED SLIPPERS small ring ahold or pan about . 8 x 4 x 2%. Be sure to grease well. Chill, uphold and serve with bran cookies. Crisp Bran Cookies 11 trips pastry flour a/a teaspoon salt 2 teaspoons baking powder x4 teaspoon baking soda sir cu, bran 1 cup chopped walnuts 1% cups rolled oats 1 cup butter 114 cups brown sugar 3/4 cup corn syrup 1% cups brown sugar 2 eggs Sift together flour, salt, baking powder and baking soda. Aced 'bran, chopped nuts and rolled oats. Cream the butter; add sugar and corn syrup, blending well. Add slightly beaten eggs; combine with dry mixture, mixing lightly but thoroughly. Chill batter and roll in small balls between palms of the hands. Place about two inches apart on greased cookie sheet and press flat with fork, pressing both ways. Bake in moderate oven (325'F.) for 5 minutes. Old -Fashioned Rice Pudding 2 cups hot milk 14 cup raisins 1% cups cooked rice 11� egg 74 teaspoon salt Dash of nutmeg % crap corn syrup Heat milk in toe of double boiler. Wash raisins and ,cook an the milk for 15 minutes, Add cooked rice and cock 5 minutes longer. To beaten egg add salt, nutmeg, corn syrup and rice mix- tures Stir well; pour into a greas- ed 1% quart casserole. Set casserole in pan of hot water and bake in moderate oven (350°F.) for 1 hour, Serve either hot or cold. Serves 6, L1*,s UlenclbeiN »9" toomr:a 0er0110 letter- *'rune *rte yesIed refat94','' She is tuteut:ed to receive N; ggt'Nl ionan on topics for her cohuean, and tai %'n 11'40 to listen to your s ;pet neevra." Hennes -Is for reetpes 'er kneel1 in eci us ore In order tddret8 yonr le 111(414 *0 ''5 *$N medic It (:httm- bcrc4, iR West fidelolde street, 'flo- ron*o." 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ALL-63RAN CORN SYRUP' (MUFFINS i6 cup milk 2 , tablespoons corn syrup* shortening 1 cup flour cupgg corn syrup's 1 a teaspoon salt order 1 egg A11.13ran 2 Ya teaspoons baking a d beat well. 1 cup 'Kellogg'shtCnthoroughly' add egg Steam Ail Benina and corn syrup sox st of moisture is taken up. Sift flour with salt and baking powder; add to first mixture and stir Stir in All-Hran and milk; lin [greased k til omu�n pans two-thirds full anduntil inburdisappears.eot over, (400°I''.) about 30 minutes. and Uake moderately Sreld. 2 1fns((isdiameter) or 1sma1m inches in in dmeter) ). *Note: 311 cup sugar may be substituted for corn syrup and mflk increased to ,:i When sour milk or buttermilk is used instead of sweet mirk, reduce powder to one teaspoon and add Y2 teaspoon soda dt . -i ;; , +n : Ts baking p ...,:. i 1n1`l'ertr�s�» < "She saved my life," Stephen said to Bart. He smiled at Chris- tie. "This is the first time I've seen her since." "I remember about it," Bart spoke casually. "C•hi.'t'stie hap- pened to be the only person at the airport who could pilot a plane," "That's about the story," Stephen Marsten's voice matched Bart's in coolness. "Funny thing, when I looked up at her, I thought she was Jan." "Oh, Christie always manages to get there first," San said, Christie flashed a quick look at her sister, Jan's voice had sound- ed queer", different. And for a fleeting moment, her eyes had looked bard and cynical. (Continued Next Week) Abe Lincoln Abraham Lincoln, as a young lawyer, was pleading two cases the same day before the same judge, writes Nellie Revell in "Right Off The Chest." Both cases involved the same principle of law, but in one he appeared for the defendant, in the other he spoke for the plaintiff. In the morning he rade an eloquent plea and won lids ease. In the afternoon he took the opposite side and was arguing with the same earnest - mess,. The judge, with a half - smile, inquired the cause of his change of attitude, "Your Honor," saki Lincoln, "I may have been wrong this morn- ing, but I know I and right this afternoon 1" leo ALL -ARAN 00009 MIIM 00. 0919 aro 7911 ALIT TO DIET OF 'IOW CY 74060 (OH=4a, Oe aaA0) t70., taabeq, 0 keeps YOU Regukkr .. NATURALLY