Exeter Advocate, 1901-7-4, Page 7,
WICKED GIRL
BY MARY (MOIL HAY.
(coxiaX1Ja1).)
fonnd in her poke,t crushed up,
°neer a half -Written letter from Mr, Miles
to—sonie lady. .1 burned it, and
from that, day I tried not to leave
her. When you came, I was terribly
leton afraid at first that you had a' sus -
y do picion. I found you hadn't, and af2
who ter that. I was afraid you would
L the find out. Lately, Miss Derry, I've
trick known ; what you suffered. I knew
ft -of- why yOU rescued her from that mar -
r imge, 'but then I ,feared still 111,)re,
es a, because, you had come between her
and and Mia Oliver. I knew your only
it''"T•kie APIrtive..1 and, Miss Derry, I just want
atm° ;to tell yeti there was one reparation
I coul13, make, and I have made it.
and) t Long ago I wrote all this down.
eials was afraid death might, prevent Pao,.
jf i I wrote it alt, and it has been hid-
ing :den evel- since.. Now, 1 have sent it
had to Mr. Oliver, and I have told him
,you- have ' accepted , him, for
i to didn't know, I guessed,. that noth-
amt., 4 ing else would have made you, for
110 1 SaW by your face you were miser-
able --as he might have seen. Pt
was bare justice to do that, and—.
and there's no need to keep- my se-
cret now, She's 'at -rest:
who knows, Miss DerryV 1 have
heard her pray, Oh! I 'have heard
her pray often and often, though
never praise. I used to think it odd,
but perhaps- it wasn't. Perhaps it
t was that one awful. eraptinesi in the
ikrain that she, could not help. We
don't understand, do we? She looks
ren- at rest. When 1 look at her now I
cannot; believe it all, but then often
:mat and often I could not before. I.only
came to tell you this, Miss Derry.
No; don't try to speak to me, es-
pecially if you feel kind. I 'an't
bear a kind word to -night. I'll see
you again. No, please, Miss Derry.
Oh, I'm all -right. I shall stay with
Mrs. ,
The light of the , shaded lamp in
the old oakilibrary at the Tower fell
nal
on Oliver Bassets bent head as he
sat writing. - His sister, sitting op-
, a
sed. I
bit
1 a
gas
ling'
the
per,'
the
mea
the,
001
CSS,
!as -
tole'
ght
an,
posite, had just dropped into Her lap.
red 'a sheet, of paper closely coVered, and
was now looking across at her bro-
ther, with a real pride as well as
tendernesS in her eyes.'
en,
"You. have read it, primrose?" she
of
am, asked, glancing up as if he had ba-
c)i come conscious of her gaze. "It is
ts, a pitiful narrative, is not it?"
ith ' -"Oliver"--his sister had come up
DIV to him, and fallen to her knees,
looking up with swimming eyes—
Oliver, -I must tell you. I shall
bate myself till I also confess. I
have ki ad- --s ometimes—such a terr i-
nd ble, terrible fear, intangible' •when. I
[tax tried to dissect it, yet there; n'taking
me most miserable. Dear, do you
ad rerneniber that night? Do yell re- ue
he nember that I saw you—out in the,
he*, era-, just after his—death? .De you
'xienterebbr"—seising his hand, t and'
laying it against her lips and cheek
ay —"that you and Miles had quarrcl-
LIG and yet. that you told me to for-
get it from that night? And that he
must take his turn to suffer? Oliv-
er, to tell you this is a bitter pun-
as" iShment for the w,rong I did you---"
"My dear," sai.d Oliver, bending
• to kiss her, "tell mesiio more: ; It is
O - not unnatural, for it was xnost
ts strange that. I „should have been
there, just then. I had been with
Ste.ve. Let us forget it all, for after-
ward—when I knew- what had been
is gone and yet all was in naystery---I
remembered with such a fearful pain,
how -yon had said-- What on earth
was I going to tell .you?" the -young
man cried,: breaking off suddenly,
for the words stung him as he utter-
ed them to her,. and suspicion could
not take form in her gentle presence.
a "Was 11,,I' she asked, anxiously,
"anything I, could have told' you
• about poor -Steven? Oh! if he had
only not died! • But his name will
be cleared, won't., it, Oliver? That
paper will go to some in authority,
177011t it? Oh, poor Derry!"
"Pr 'nu ose go back, dear. now.
I'rn-writiug to her. 1 must tell her
that I' know her motive for that
a . .
change; which always pumled Inc.
For -her acceptance of my hand af-
ter her rejection of it. I must re-
lease her now.''
"you will tell her you will wart?"
,Idspered Primrose, as proud of him eee.
as she was distressed for hirri‘' ten
"Yhs; I will give her 'her own ;
ver
tircie. I will not trOnble her,—;,Tel,.:; east
Now; you and I'must do something, eec
he added, kindly (for it would 1:10t wer
do th, sound -the depths of his evyn
-4ssapointment jUstc, yet, and in his say
l‘,er'S watchful presenc0. "Shquid pho
you like us to go 'abroad together? bee.
Long ' age you used to sa,y one H
your dreams was to travel with chee
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tion, had acted as if he were guilty?
Had not the Bassets , expressed them-
selves eatislied with the unpublished
confession, and had not the family
'name been cleared of all 'suspicion?
No; it could not be any memory of
that murder which had left on his
daughter's face such deep gravity. -He
looked across at her again. In her
sunny corner she worked engrossedly,
Paha but not really sad; ,thoughtful;
but never really abstracted (her fa-
ther felt), either from her work or
from him, At that moment slie
glanced at him and smiled.
."Whatever grief she has, she tries
to defy,'he murintwecl, bending his
dreamy face to his work again,
Could' she be repenting that she
refused her unele Joseph's offer .to
make her his heir if she, woulcl give
up her profesSion) or his proposal to
pay both their exPenses if her father
would bring her out to Amesica to
visit him, on the understanding that
she would consider this? If it were
that, 'why, it was 'not too late, per-
haps, to ichange her mind, arid he
would undertake to Make all smooth
with Joseph. True, he was very
much occupied 'just • then, and un -
very 1110011 occupied just then, and un -
Usually anxious to work now, while
he might, as who could tell whether
this threatening of his sight 'were not
more serious, than he was permitted
to " believe?' 'I Still everything- must'
give way for Derry's sake. But then
What -syieuld she imagine if he : „re-
verted now to josepa's offer, inqely
to urge its aeeseptartee, -after hiS-'un-
concealed delight in her rejection of
it! It miglat even make her think
perhaps that he detected she wasinot
happy!. AS , sheknew liqty terribly he
should mies, her; hoW •was he to
make her quite sure he Wished ho to
go to Uncle josePh? She could. read
him like a,bobk, and knew that the
studio would be desolate to him
without her. How could he hide all
this? •3,
• .'''You've no right to indulge such
long thoughts in my presence, Pat.
It is not polite."
"Never mind My thoughts, Derrys"
said her father, almost cheerily,- -ac-
cepting a kiss on his bald. forehead.
-You ha',e plenty, of your own to
attend to. But if you must
kno1V--"
'Ah, yes! it always ha's to pop out
under rny glittering eye,',' inter-
polated Derry.
"I was thinking,how nice it would
be if you could take a holiday for a
time. . If Joseph would 'come over
and fetch you."
,"I will go noavhere without you"
"My dear, I ought to Stick to my
work,, now, for fear that my eyes
Bless the child!" stopping abruptly
with a lame attempt at having
meant" something totally different
from What she had been about to
ilnagbte—' '1 ,have so muen in hand
that. I could not be Spared -yet. I mean
not just yet. But you've done too
much lately. Why, bless me, I never
saw any onea:gym-ice as you do, rev
m. You deserve a holiday.",
"And yoti don't," Said the giri
tenderly, i''You have, -such need to
improve, haven't yon?s, You don't
`deserve a holiday, do 'yeti? And you
haven't already clone a vesy, credit-
able life's work, haVe. you, Pat?"
''1 suppose''-'—tafter a 'pansee,-"it is
nothing you could tell me,. dear?" ,•
For an instant the girl's eyes fell,
as she pondered. If her father sha,r-
-ed her knowledge—'No; then he nausti.
.sharathea trouble,. too, and he had
his -Own to beamt,especiallY the pita --
fill dimness of hid,. eyes. .He would
,
share her longing,. too, and a • con-
stant, 'undying - longing . was very
bard to bear. She looked up again,
smiling' bravely. • '
"I have lots of things to ,• tell you,
Pat, when Weare less busy."att
'My- dear, I can not, help seeing
something I. can not un.clerstand.,Why-
did you go down to Harrack's Bea-
con more than once this summer,
when you must needs so hate the
place, and when you, only had an
hour or two there? And it is a lit-
tle' odd to see .you searching every
always. apparently ,to be
disappointed., And you have a
strange way of looking about among
the faces wherever we 'are, and•-1--ancl
ybu start at every sound."'
"If I start," said Derry, sadly; "do
you wonder, dad?",
"No; my darling," relieved instant'-'
ly,, for here was the, grip of a tangl-
ble motive. "I do not Wonder', since
the terrible shock of Ell's death.
My pocr little girl! Derry, do you
remember' how prettily she used to
tch ..us at work, and amuse us by
ing us what she would do if she
e. rich, and what splendid pres-
seshe, would give us? She.. was not
for poverty, was s,he? While you
a
if
le
e. always," •
Easy as an old shoe, you used to
Dori't forget the anhient meta-,
rs, if you please. .Yes, I reniem-
.
, •
e had gone back to his work
rfully, while she idled near hini
so she waited, softly discussing it, or
watching in a syrnpe,tlietic silenca. this
skillful hands which never 1)1inicleted
like. the .tencler 'heart; not returning
to her own tasl:s until one of her
fa.tluir's patrons entered, and the two
were engrossed with their 'e_orlversa-
tion: Then she sliPPeci back to her
corner, and tried to -make up for
lost tinie, until a letter was brought
her. , Seeing it was frnm, Hai -sack's
Beacon, she opened it with trembling
haste. for only there was it known
that Steven 13asset lived, and 'that
she longed for news of him. Unlike
her discourses, Mrs. Frayd's -letters
were limited, and the sheet Derry*
opened "WaS not hail covered. Yet
how intich it seemed to contairt:
"Dear Miss, -0 cousin of my dear
departed fra.yd's" „(the mistress of
1-Barrack's had beconie Mrs. Pickett
now, but Derry never thought of her
but as Mrs. Era,yd) '`is home - from
america and was here this morning
one day in new :York her mistress
took her to carry some soup and
things to a sick dressmaker' at, tile
tpp of a tall house and left her out-
side 011 the landing and as iho next
door was open slie looked ill and
saw my fotograf upon the eh Mince
and i know it is nir baseet!s I had
91111)' that one frame done so hand-
sonls as she saw it, of coarse dear
miss it might, have been left thet•e or
he Might lia,ve given it away or it
might he he is there the worse is my
late dear 11,11Sb0,11thi COIL9i31 dant khan:
- "oh, 'what happiness!, _she sigh-
,
Arid that night, for the first time
sirtce' that January evening when
Miles was murdered, she took her
violin from its case. Not that she
ecl ,a, note, but she 1101c1 it in her
littine• hands,and once again touch -
cd it with her loving
•e -se --e•
CHAPTER IL
!in her own especial corner of the
long studio, Derry I -Tope was plying
bor diligently, the October sun-
shine falling upon her, while her
father's end of the room was in
shadow. Yet, though his windows
,were shaded, and he was hard at
work, he glanced constantly and an-
xiously across at his daughter, and
every now and then had to force back
from his lips the qnestions which
rose Iron his tender heart. What
eould it be, he ivondered in hiS sl-
id/tee, which had changed her, and yet
left her in so many wave unchanged?
_
He had known all about the motive
tvhich had taken her to ,Dewring in
the opening of the year, and which
'had kept her there, 0 but that mys-
tery could not vex her now, for did
not•the Home Secretary hold the con-
fesSion of the unknown intirderer—he
himself having died 'goon after the
critne had been laid to one of the
bassets, Wima, in a fit, of intoxiea-
•
the house a bit bnt you might get
to know her mistress is mrs onaeare
living an cork house 11 avenu amos de-
sires duty perdius is kept in eVery
clay your respectful axnelia pickett
late fraYd."-
Derry looked down the studio with
darkened shining eyes. her father
was alone now, -making a feint of
not having observed that she was en-
groseed in letter.
"'Dad." ----she was at his side before
she bad allowed herself time to shape
any thought distinctly --will you
Cake Inc to America?"
'`My—dear!'
The sentence -was rather short to
neecl to be broken by a gasp.
"There • is somebody — I think
there's somebody there,"
"I have 00 'doubt of it. Several
people," tvith a spurious joeularity.
"A friend to whom I owe a great,
great debt, father."
0 illy in moments of supreme ear-
nestness did Derry ever say father,
and Patrick whole' bearing
changed at the •word. •
'Ican not pay it unless I go. 1
'can not find this frienel, except by
going ; 141 y 4,S f s atov o.,Tp else—scarcely
—knoThe scuptor puehed, up his pre-
servers, and stared at his daughter's
lovely face, but elle was too deep
in . her one hoe° to notice this Pa-
thetie peep of alartn.'
"He did • so much for 'mit. And,
father," a whisper, "so mtleh for
Ella.' I never, never can. forge0"
"For Elia? Fox' my little Ella?"
"Alla- for her sake you will talce
me?
"No," he answered. sturdily, "'tor
yours, my darling. Yet if I were
not so busy—"
"Oh, I'll work so. hard afterward,
dad. I'll snake it up. And you,will
more th,an make it up yourself di-,
tectly, for you will be like a giant
refreshed, and will do sueh wonders.
You 'know they say that ani enforced
idjene.ss would• do you. good, and
prevent your imaging, dear, that
your eyes are anything more than
;tired."
"Well," Mr. Hope mused, "I should
like to see Joseph, and America; but
he won't pay, you know, unless Yoti.
promise to drop ,what he calls your
unsuitable work. But"—with one of
his rare caresses -- "I will think it
over, nay dear."
"Don't you think, dad," in coaxing
tones, "it would do to think it over
afteryou have promised?''
"What, decide in a moment? Why.
there are, hundreds of things. For
instance"—searching about for them
—"you wOuld- want piles of new
clothes."
"Not a single one. I could be
ready within half an hour."
see that I must go away, if
to think it over to any purpose.
You had better think it over, too,
nay dear, before I conic, back, fOr I
don't believe you have dope so ;act."
,Smiling, he went away, leaving his
own letters unnoticed, and bent on-
ly on ,escaping what he hated to re-
sist --his daughter's plea'ding. At
least at first bent only .on that. -
-It was quite two hours' before' he
ret11.111Ca, and then •there was such
delighted mystery in his face that
Derry came pp to him breathlessly
from the work in which she had so
conscientiously engrossed herself dur-
ing „his absence. •
S,.'ou've thought it over, Pat, I
''No. my dear, I have not. have
beret, too big a fool.- (He had been
going to enjoy lengthening her ma -
cur! [lin Ly, but the qttestion 'in 'her
eyes was too ranch for.
liave done •e•ven worse—I. have ta.kon
passages for both of *Am in the Cite-
arder sailing to -morrow. Ohwhat
a, feel you poor, dear father ;is!"
"Oh, dad!" She had been a tittle
girl the1ast time he had seen her
cry lil«) this; and hee—well, he sup-
posed being an older man now, he
ccititd not stand it so well.
.•";Wliy, Pat!" she exclaimed, fright-
ened when he. saw the slow tears
gather i nig, in his failing eyes. "%Viler.
Pat," end then,•she laughed sudden-
ly, as if it .had been laughing ,siYe in-
tended all along; and then she kissed
.00011 dim, wet eye, and the gray
hairs,- and laughed again, .and then
caught , herself up just in the act --of
go in to cry. •
Arnni so it 'was by very slow de -
greys they both grew 'quiet, and
clung :*together in. the fading Light,
-
thinking, with actual joy of starting
together On the morrow,, and not
even recollecting that any prepara-
tions would be necessary. But wben
the lamp was brought in, it seemed
to remind Terry, and she went awa.y
to • see , about her father's packhn-
first, ,singing softly in her ne-w-born
gladness. •
She hail mot got very far in her
task wher her father called her, and
she ran back to the studio. 1 -Te sat
close the 'shaded lamp, 'reading
„his •letters, and 'she thought she had,
been inistalcen; but . when- she cani0.
to him, lie rose and 'threw the letters:
behind him, to put 'both hands an
Iiis daughter's shoulders.
'Derry, my dear, prior Mrs. Mart'
Inas clied--suddenly. She' was stand -
line before, her glass, Sarah tells Me,"
the ev'ening befOre last,' just going to'
--never naind What—and she turned'
sharply •round, and said, 'Sarah, how
awfully ill I look,' and --fell clead,."
terrible!'' • ' ;
'And, 1)erry, I have heard rrom
her lawyer, too. 'She has made no ,
wi11 since Elba's death—you 'know
she hail left all, to Ella—so th* you
r, I ' "
ie impossilDlel Oh, dad, ire:-
poesible For you know she 'dis-
liked me so."
"Yes. and loved Ella; bill it she
has reelly left no later will, you
are her nearest relative."
"Stot,, dad, please. It—bewilders
'
'No Wonder, niy dear, To think;
of your being richt' Well, we can:
lend, Rogers, that other £50 new,
and" --with a sigh that was meant
for smile—"we can afford to go to;
America,. eh?"
"If if. is true," said Derry, grave-,
1,v, "we will make Sarah independ-
ent, She shall haVe everything slie'
wants.,"
TI -IR ROYAL YACH1' OPIi1R,"
Upon Which the Duke ancl Duchess of Cornwall anti York are Making Their
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.P.TIESERVED GRAPES.
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lain enameled ware or aluminu
can possibly be obtained. , If t
must be used at all, don't let t
juices. stand. in it a moment long
than 'is, absolutely necessary. P
up tlie.,fruit Os soon as possible af
er -Piebing,and use only granidat
‘suNgVitlid. Grape Jelly: Choose grap
which are only just reddened, lea
ing ' in if good sPrinkling of tho
still green, but rejecting all that, a
ripe, or nearly so. Pick- from tl
stems,' looking over carefully f
Wormy • ones. Wash, put over t
fire. -and pour on water until it
nearly in sight—so you will have t
tip .up the kettle a little to see i
This makes strong juice which wi
not ,have to be, boiled down. Bo
the grapes up quickly, and as soo
as skins , are broken strain throng
cheesecloth, but •do not squeez
Measure the juice, and put on tl
fire again. Boil up and' skim; the
while II:least-ere for me
sure of sugar:713011 not lenges tha
• 15 minutes, skimming, as necessar
This makes a' Very clear, delicatel
tinted jelly. Follow the same r
ceipe with Concord grapes, and- yo
will have a very, dainty jelly, bu
the flavor is not quite as fine, an
it will not stand as well when tur
ed out.
Wild G -rape Marmalade: Let th
grapes be black -ripe. Put on Wate
same as for, the jelly, boil up quicl
ly; and when skins are all broken
press through a sieve to remov
skins and seeds. : Measure juice,, pu
over fire, and when boiling add race
sure for measure of sugar. Boil 1
or 15 minutes, but be careful not t
have too quiek a fire, as the thick
juice burns easily. This sets ver
solid,' but not the least bit guinne
or stiff. Other grapes' may he used
but wild are best. ' •
Wild Grape Preserves: -Pulp th
ripe grapes, keeping skins separate
Boil -the pulps ,thoroughly in a ver
little water„ and. put through a siev
to remove seeds. Measure pulp ani
:skins, and put over with half a
much sugar. Boil about 20 minutes
Put in cans, boning hot,' and seal.
Grape Ketchup: Te, four quarts of
grapes add one qUart. of vinegar,
put over the fire, and boil up thor-
oughly. Strain through a„ sieve,
put juice over 'slow fire, and add
two quarts of sugar and one, table-
spoon each of 'ground.cloves and cin-
namon. Bripg to a boil and seal.
Any dark grapes will do for this re-
cipe
Unferm.ented. Grape Juice No. 1:
Put ripe' Concord grapes over the
fire with one pint of water, to a gal-
lon' of fruit. Boil up, and when the
skins aro broken, strain through
cheesecloth; but do not squeeze.
IVfeasure the juice, and when boiling
add one-fourth as much sugar., If
fruit is perfectly ripe, .one-fifth will
be sufficient.. Seal in bottles or cans
while Veiling hot. In bottling fill
nearly to the top, hold a fine fork -
tine or toothpick inside the neck of
the Vatic, and push'ethe cork down
into the juice, drawing the ;tine out
instantly and leaving , the, oork well
down into the neck: Coves the top
with, melted paraffine or scaling wax.
Unfeemented Grape Juice No. 2
(extra quality): Put ripe Concord
grapes in a double' boiler, adding 110
Water. A stone jar set in a big
ron kettle•is just as well as an ex-
pensive utensil. Cook until skins
are thoroughly broken, strain
through cheesecloth, but do not
squeeze. Measure the juice, put over
in a porcelain kettle, and when boil-
ing a,dd one-half as much sugar, put
up arid seal while boiling hot.
Grape Cordial: When blackberries
are scarfce, make your cordial by ad-
ding to each quart of unfermented
grape juice one tablespoon •ea,ch of
ground cloves, cinnamon, and all-
spiCe. Boil up and seal. 'For sum-
mer complaint and dysentery this is
excellent,
THE CARE or THE EYES.
4,xei coaerana- trama
On arising in (Ile moiming the eyes
Should be bathed., gently In cold
wa,ter—twenty "passes" are said to
,
be decidedly strengthening,. While
using them closely they should be
rested , at intervals of an hour or
'two for the strain of constant read-
ing or sewing is like that of extend-
ing the ,arms at a certain height im-
movable. Imagine the taxing of the
eves, which cannot complain' save
niter years of irrcparable neglect.
When' dust settles in the eyes warns
water sooth them of any in-
flammation; rose water is extremely
refreshing, but it should. be bought
in small quantities, as it, keeps but
a short time., , Five cents' worth will
give a daily. bath for several weeks.
Tea leaves and alum water were the
eye tonics which our grandfathers
used, but in those clays of absolute-
ly 'hygienic and, antiseptic simplicity
water, especially M distilled form,
was considered powerful enough.
TWO GOOD RECIPES.
Strawberry Puffs: Roll out a rich
puff paste inch thick, and cut into
twice as many. rounds as you wish
to serve, with your largest cake
cutter. Take the. .rolling .pin and
roll out half of them a little larger
than the others. S'pread the 'small-
er ones with butter and lay the larg-
er ones over them. Bake in a quick
oven. When done remove the. top
crust and lay • on each under one a
spoonful' qf sliced berries; sprinkle
with sugar. •'Replace the top crust
and serve with whipped cream while
warm.
Cherry Pudding: 'First stone your
cherries, then make a .dainty biscuit
crust, and line a granite or earthen
dish. Lay an ample quantity of the
fruit upon the paste, and pour over
2-3 cup molasses. Sprinkle a little
flour upon the molasses, cover with
an inch -thick crust and steam two
and one-half or three hours. Serve
bot with cream ancl, sugar well mix-
ed. This is delicious.
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CONTROLLING KITCHEN ODORS.
Odors are subtle, withal search-
ing. In dealing with these in the
kitchen an. ounce of prevention is
worth at least a ton of .cure. The
heavy smell of stale grease, most
clinging and most oiTensive of all,
comes more than anything. else
from slopping or sputtering' over,
which a very little care ill range
management prevents. The acrid
smell of burnt or scorched things
is positively painful—so much . s.o
that a cook's first lesson ought ;to
be that (Inc fire was given for cook-
ing, not burning. Leaving unwashed
pots and stewpans to dry and sim-
mer on the range is a fruitful source
of ill -odors' easily remedied: 1)is-
solve two pounds of washing soda in
a gallon of boiling water. and keep
a bottle 'of it handy. As you empty
cooking -vessels pour in soda water
an inch deep. shake it well •all
around , the sides and leave until
washing time. If the pots and pans
keep warm, so much the 'better—(he
soda will do its work more perfectly:
Onions, turnips, and all the cabba,ge
tribe may have their scent some-
?vha,t abated by a little care in the
boiling. ,The odor COMCS from their
essential oils, „which -volatilize. If
the vegetables are -prepared some
hours before they ,are wanted and
left to soak in weak, salt water,
rinsed, and put over the ins) in fresh
cold water, the,y throw up this es-
sential oil larg,ely in the form of
scum. Let them, come. to a boil be-
fore petting in the, salt and skim•
very clean. A f ter the salt 15 in,
acid a dash of cold water --it will
throw up a, second 5011111, which must et
be removed at once.. Cook all such
vegetablee 1.111COVCeCCI, lacl strength-
ens the oclor tenfold and makes it
more offensive.
Another preventative is a bread
crust, very bard, and very stale.
Drop 'it into the water just as it
strikes 'a boil and let it stay ten
minutes, then skim oeit, lVfost 01
the oil will come with it—fin-tiler'
the spongy crust will have kepi; it
from vaporizing. Cauliflower not. c
quite fresh, always smells tremen- t
dously. The best thing for it is a i•
scald in weak, salt water, before the ,
cold soaking, 1.1 the heads are big,
cut -them into pieces, so as to make ,
sure of removing every bit of dis-
colored curd.
VISITORS TO FORBIDDEN CITY '
People Flock to See the Sights
Pekin Long Denied.
correspondent of Ow Nortni
oObsna Dfatilliye pNecovplc,! 1toellysis?tf tibee
'bidden' city and the proper way 16
go about it, Ile says:
'You have to get an order from
the 'United States legation for then
Forbiddcm City and from ,the British'
legation for the Summer Palaee•1
The former is on, view on Tuesdays,
and I'riclays from 10 te '2, the latH ,
ter on Thursdays and Sundays from ,
11 to 4; the altar of Ileaven can '
visited at the same times. For' the'
Dowager Entriress's witatee palace int.
the Imperial, 110t Forbiddeit city,/
you have to get permission Or ari!
eScort from the (tele/lair legation, as'
also for sthe, island where the Em -i'
perm- was imprisoned.
"People • flask ,to see the Mongol!
Laina Temple„ because it used to bO
iMposaible, 'otherwise it is 0 question,
,they would. The -Hall of Classics,
'and Confueian. Temple just acres&
the road might be visited at the).
sanie time. And those going to
Summer Palace might as well ,di --1
verge a. little to :the ,right on thel
'itiaY out arid see thi.: great bell. i
• "At the ,Summer Palace the Spec-
ial sights seem to be the great+
bronze ox on 'the far side, of the lake,
together .with the. camel -back 13ridge
and (Inc eighteenearch marble bridese,
connecting the islomal with the maina'
.011
ylanrind.c.1:0.11..eal-eacishiall,bia-onicilzeasptylvoluliocioi
.water . , to the left, The Thousand:
nsci
Buddha 'Temple on -the top certainly, .
back -there IS the Marble, boat on the
have been beautiful.
3 eekless devastation within. It must'
cans for a visit if only to see the`
"The ruined pagodas on the othez.
side where everything was broken'
down in 1860, are Very striking, and .
there are five , ma.rble bridges, across"
the canal at the base, but the eiror-'
mous cloisonne screen and the beau-
tiful painted •screen in -the English
oflibers' dressing room are perhaps
yet mere interesting, while the spec-)
miens of the Dowager Empress's,
handWriting give a very high idea ol
her, gift as an artist."
A STARTLING 'CONFESSION.
Almost Incredible Story of Murder,
Told in a French Court.
A strange and almost incredible
,story of murder has been told to a,
French army court-martial in Al-
geria. For the last year Or so there
has been much agitation in Germany!
over the murder in Roenitz of a stu-,
dent named Worser. It, was attri-,
butecl the time to the Jetvs and(
was seized on by the anti-Semitest.'
as additional proof .of the existence
of ritualistic murders. But, as
might
might ' be expected, nothing came of,
the case except the prosecution. and.
conviction of some of the witnesses
against the Jews for perjury. The
naurcler itself was not explained. Rea
cently a Gernaan soldier in the -
French Foreign Legation, serving
in Algeria, was put 'on trial for,
making away with his equipmente
He excused himself by saying that
he had been about to desert, as he
was afraid he was going to be are
rested for the murder of "Worser,!
whom he had killed. His story was
that at the time of the crime he was
M Koenitz and in great want. On
the day of the murder a man offered'
him inonek to go to the synagogue.,1
There he found some masked men
who ordered him under pain of death
to kill a young man who was asleep
in the place, evidently under the in-
fluence of drugs. Ire did as he was,
bid, and cut up the body, the blood;
from Which was drained 'into a 511.:
ver vessel. Then the money was, giv-
en to him, also a sealed letter which
if in need, 'he was to show to any
Jew he might meet. He used the
letter in Breslau and Ermakfortsam-,
Main, and then, fearing arrest, en-'
tered French -territory, -ultimately,-
enlisting in the French- Legation.
1 -lis story, extraordinary and hor-;
rible as it is, is very circumstantial
and correct as to dates and • place.;
[Te has been condemned to six
months' imprisonment, and the au-
thorities, are to naake a thorough in,e'
vestigation.
BITS OF, INFORMATION.
A Few paragraph; Whirhh. Will loe
Found Worth Reading.
A sheep eats 7 cwt. of grass in a
year, a cow 60 cwt:
Over 8,000,000 persons in Germany,
are isistired against illness.
, The engines 'of sa7,0f1070td-col.ass illansofe
war cost about
Eight out of every 10,000 English
people emigrate every year.
Something like 8,000,000 -Lon8 of
coal are annually consumed M Lone
don. •
Thirty-six out of eVery hundred
naval' guns, in existence are oh hoard
British warships. '
The average cost of a British sole
er is $320 0 year, 'rite 8wiss sof-,
cher coets abeut 870 a year.
About half a Inallion pairs of boots
are' stored every year at the ,Army
Clothing Enc.:tory in England.
, The Salvation Army is at work in
forty-seven different countries and
haS fifty-five periodicals printed io,
twenty-one languages.
Now, sir, Said the, cross-examining'
°tinsel, be easeful ! Do you swear
hat this 01 not your handwriting
'In. quite sure it ain't ! was the re.
)1y. Does it resemble your writing?
can't say it does. :Do you take
our oath that this writing does not
esemble yours ? "Yes, sir. Now, sir,
1 you kindly hat me see a specie
men of your handwriting ? No, sir, I
h't 1 Oh, you won't, eh ? And why,
n't you? 'Oaltse I can't .write.
New English words are constantly i,wo
being ina,de to fill the needs; of a/1°d- wo
ern inventions. TO give some idea,
of' (Inc tremendoua growth of the
langtia.ge, the words and phrases un-
der the letter A have increaeed 111
0floityyears frona 7,000 to nearly 60,-
ot,,
The oldest man on earth is said to
be Iza,i Ito cl a f sty --e-18 5-0 f iltosaow,
Russia,„ flC1 tho oldest woman, 11Irs,
tziareey relli field-117—ot I3attle,