The Clinton News Record, 1914-04-23, Page 3°
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She gave'' a alight to ear'
sletraighsaltilne eeehootlSid[efflsotdTihne
lee' noljfe,
its girl=
t' h, we11't: Oho:13pid;., with a pretty air.
Oe",resignattore. as if she were`tfi`ed oil,
ars W ng.
hed
t reo
f b ugh le tits meet -who Wie nei
tgbut
it:, lied away rather suddenly,., as • the;
su,l�gravely.;
But I do.; not think „we shalt meet
often 1 aonot orteh gO to the other,
Ride of the Talce; very selt1om' indeed;
and yao will'-,notnee. say iieh ,the')"ler-
'ptti; Op that , Oh," {hole is the • coltavo
lee'FC "site broke orf, '130w can It h
got out?,. -,I •meant to fide it to -day, and
Jason,. tiling I h1Ld ihalmged =my mind,
1111$ have oitd1irifed 11;• out
-7 he 0 It tlnp }la.ielling joyouely along•.
Che toad, ?iitd catOhiltg pil;ht'bf the:
clieetitut, whinnied delightedly, and 1.he
c114steet )espondod with one short
whinny of tepteui. ';'Tilt rode •forward,
and headed the -colt, and Stafford iluiet-.
ly slid,along by the hedge and `. got be
hind it.
lake' eare� said. lda, "it is very
'strong. Wltat ole you going to. do?'-
` Stafford did not a reply, but stole up.
to the truant step by step cum trcusly,
and gradually apex'eached near enough
to lay bis.' hand on its shoulder; from
Its shoulder he,worked to Its ; neck .and
wound his at'1f1 round it.
Ida laughed.
'Ol, you can't hold 1t1 .she Said as
the colt plunged.
But Stafford hung on tightly and yet
so to speak, gently, soothing the animal'
with the `horse language" with which
every nthinnt°l
ed,ldasat foratat,00k ng
round with ,a puzzled frown; then site
slipped down, toolc the bridle offthe
chestnutand silmi'podit on thecol!:, the
chestnut,: who evidently understood the
business :standing stock still.
I'11 hold it—It will be quieter
with me -1f you will please change the
eaddle.'Now "-
Unthinlcingly,•Stafford obeyed, and got'
the saddle on the jigging and dancing
youngster. As unthinkingly, he put Ida
up; and it was not until the colt rose
on its hind legs'that heremembered .to
ask her if the horse were broken.
Scarcely;" she said with a laugh;
"but it will be till right. Good -morning
and _thank -you!". And calling to the
chestnut she turned the coltand tore
off, the chestnut and the dogs scamper-
ing' after her, Stafford's ':ace grew hot
fora moment with fear for tier, then
it Brew hotter with admiration ashe
watched her skimming across the moor
in the direction of the Hall. Once, just
before she vanished from .his sight, 011e
r band to him as
r l
turned sud-tvaved her
i1 to assure' hirn that she was safe. The
gesture reminded him ofthe white fig-
ure stniiding'
igure.stnnding in the doorway last night,
and something stirred in his _heart and
sent a waren thrill through him. In alt
his life he had never seek anyone like
her.
(To be continued.)
A FOOlitSh .Young Mau;
Or, the Belle of the Season.
.(;IiAPT1✓R, 1V.—(Continued).
She went': back to' her place, and lie
waiteduntil.,she had done so before he
began 10:00011 the 'letters. He merely
glanced'. at some of thein,but presently
he, .canlel to'ole, 1131108, after a sharp,
quick look at her, he read attentively;
t then he'returned It to its ,envelope and,
.with a secretive "movement,, slipped it
into the Pocket of his dressing -gown.
Wes, nothing but -catalogues and
bills; 'you'd better' taste diem, Ida; the
bills, it, any rate" And lie' threw them
lacross to her...
Wheel she hadfirst cone hone to be.
mistress 01 the hall the'. billshad ovee-
•! whelmed her; they had been so many
and the money to Meet them had been
so:;inadequate;., but she had soon learnt.
holy to finance them, and conhe, to know.
which 'account ' must be 'paid at once,
and which might bo allowed to stand
1 over. She took .then, non and glanced
at them, and the old pian 110 tailed. her
covertly, with a curious expression on
his face.
• "eve sure. I don't know how you. will
pay there," Ise said, as if she alone were
responsible.
"I. can't pay all of them at once," she
replied, cheerfully. "But I can some,
and the nest ieust-wait. 1 can send
Sour—perhaps Sive—of the steers to the
monthly market, and Chen there are the
sheep-- Oh, 1011181, I did not tell you
about the . gentleman I saw fishing in
the dale---"
She stopped, for she saw that lib was
not listening. He had, opened a local
neper and was reading it intently, and
fflush onYhis e face ltand ed iia suddep With n iligl n eager
µ• Of the 111111- ey00.
"Have you seen this—this house—
they call it a. palace—which that man
has built on the l.,alte' side?" he asked,
- 810. thin voice' quavering with resent-
ment.
,"Do you mean the big White house by
Brae Wood'?'
"Yee. :fudgingby : the description Of
it here, it must be a kind of gimcrack
villa like those one sees in Italy, built
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"'It is a large Place," said Ida; 'but
I don't think it is gimcrack, lather, 'It
Tholes very solid though it le white and,
yes,' Continental:: It to sonnet ng be-
tween a tremendous. villa arida palace. Went on, quickly, lie if he did not wan
Why are .you sc- angry? . 1 know you to remind. her of the affair. "What a
-' •• libel it Is to say that It is always rain-
ing here! 1'we never seen so brf111ant
a sunshine or such colors: don't wonder
that the artists rave about the place
aid are never tired rot painting it"
to himself that ire had walked In this
direction in, the hope,on the chance, of
meeting her.
"Good -morning," he said, In his dir-
ect fashion, raising his cap. 1 ani very
fortunate
AI .
I ho e 1
t • A
' r urate to meet aou,
Heron 18 no Worse for—is not ill?"
"No," ebe said, 1n her low, clear voice.
"My father Is quite well; he is just as
he usually is this morning."
"I an1 very glad," said Stafford. Ile
stood close beside the horse and looked
up at her; and foe the first time In his
life lie was trying to keep the expres-
sion of admiration out of his eyes; the
expression which he knew meet women
welcomed, but which, somehow or other,
lie fele this strange girl would resent,
1..wa0afraid he would be upset. I eon
afraid you were frightened last night—
it was enough to alarm, to startle any-
one.' Whata splendid morning!" he
don't like to have new' houses
Bryndermefe; but this Is some distance
erotn' us—wecannot see it from here, or
from -filly part" of tlhe grounds, except-
ing the pieceby they Lake.".
"It is bullycon our, land," he said,
more quietly, but with the flush still
of his face, the angry light Ili his eyes.
'It ryas bought by fraud. obtained un-
der false pretenses.. I sold it to one of
the farmers,: thinking he wanted it, and
would only '.Use it for grazing.'. I did
not know until the deeds were sighed
that . he was only the jackal for this
other man."
"What outer man,. father?"
"This Stephen Orate. He's Sir Ste-
phen Orme nVw. They knightedor
bayoneted him. They, knight every suc-
cessful tradesman and schemer;. and
a
this man 1s a prince of his tribe; low -
She waited until he had finished, her
eyes downcast, as if she knew why. he
had turned from the subject, then 0110
raised them andlooked at him withher
direct gaze..
born adventurer, a P01'veuu;ofthe worst
10Ue•"
I think I have read eonething a
im in the newspapers," said Ida,
thoughtfully.
Me. Heron emitted a low snarl,
"No doubt; he is one whom the world
delights to honor; it bows before the
Ruccessftll charlataie and cringes to his
ill-gotten wealth: I'm told that such a
man is received yes, andwelcomed by
society. Society! . The word is 8 mis-
nomer : In my time a titanof that class
was Inept at arm's length, was relegated)
to his propel' place—the back hall; but
now"—he gazed angrily at the Papel'•
"here is a whole column describing Sir,
Stephen Orree'8.new palatial. villas': and
thegivsuccess nn account ofof
this great undertakings.
.
And this nlan has -chosen to build his
eyesore on Heron lands, within sight of
the house, wlhieh.-W111011 he would not
have been permitted to enter If I had
known I would not have sold the land."
"But you wanted the money, father,"
she said, gently.
He looked at her swiftly, and a
change came- over .his face, a look of
,cantiot, almost of cunning:
"Eh? Yes' yes, of,ceurse I wanted it.'
lett^he knew I should hot .have sold 111
for buildingon; that Is why he got Bowe
den, the farmer. to buy' it. It was like
him: only, such a' -man can be capable
of such,an underhand act. And now I
suppose he will . be Welcomed by his
neighbors, and the Vaynes and the
Ilannerdales,and the rest, and made.
inuch of, -:They'll eat his diners, and
theirwomen will goto his balls and
concerts=they whose .fathers would
have refused to sit' at the sante table
with him. But there is one House .' at
which lie will not be welcome; one man
1 m acicnowledge 111ni who
who will not g
will not cross the threshold of .Sir
Ste-
Pben O•,es r 11-1mev palace, oL in -
vete him io enter
his oti'n He shah not
darlten the doors of Beton Hall.
He rose ae he spoke and left the ream,
.with a quicker step. than usual. But half
en hour Inter when Ida went . into the
library ale. found him absorbed in •111's
books as usual. and he only glaneed un
at, her withabsent; unseeing eyes, as
she stood beside him putting-: on ,met!
gloves, her habit skirt caught up under
her elbow, the old 'felt hal' justaslcety
on the soft, silky hate
"Do you want anything before I go
out, father?" she asked,
"No, 1101" he : replied abstractedly,
and' betiding over his book again as lie
alistv"el`agT.
She 10110 to a distant part of, the dale
where in a rough meadow the steerswei'e grazing; she surveyed therm criti-
cally, diosethose that should go to:
market, then'turned, and leaning a bank,
gained an 11.1 -kept road; ,1 111110 fal'ther,
erm.she ewe to '61120 e verge
of 'the lake, and she ' nulled uP, arrested
by the great tnl)fte hoirre o1 the other.
side w11i'eh Was morally, glittering in
the htillienit sunlight. It certaln1 v did
not detract from the beauty of the view;
1,, fnOt '11, made tie English Bike look,
for the .moment, like an Italian' one, ;She.
regarded it tbougli tfully for a moment,
then returned to the road,- wild' 00 elle'
Gelid so she saw Stitfford coming '10wercle
Stafford's heart left 11 at.Sight et' her
with a sudden PleaOure Which 10100100
him; for Ile; would not 11aye admitted
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"I am glad I have met you," she said.
"I wanted to thank yeti for your kind-
ness last night—"
"Olt, but--" Stafford tried to break
in, but she went on slowly, asif he had
not spoken.'
—"I was—frightened: it was sudden,
so unexpected. My father had never
done it,beeore—that I. know of—and he
looked"—her voice broke for a moment
"so strange, so ghostlike. I thought.
at fleet that it was the Heron ghost
which, they 0011, haunts thedale, though
1: -have never seen it."
A faint smile curvets her lips ' and
shone 1n- her eyes, and Stafford was so
fascinated by the sudden gleam of girl-
ishness that he had to bend and pat
Bess, who was planting dusty impres-
sions on his trousers 'Tn her frantic ef-
forts togain his attention.
"1 did nothing; in fact, as I walked
away I 11'80 :fuming because 1 couldn't
help you—couldn't do more"
"You did help me," she said, gravely;.
!:hen 0,110 looked .across the lolce to Sir
"Stephen's little place." "1 was admir-
ing that new house.. Don't you think. it.
Is very beautiful. rising so .white and
gracefully above the lake?"
"Ye -es," said Stafford. "Bather—con-
spicuous, .though, isn't It?"
She laughed suddenly, and. Stafford
asked, with -surprise:
01why do you. laugh?"
"Oh I was thinking of my father,"
she said, with a delicious frankness;
he was, quite angry about it this morn-
ing. It. seems that it is bunt of our
land—or what was ours—and he Ms
-
Rites the idea of anytme building at
Bre ndermere."
So 'should I," said Stafford; ,,50111=
tally:
'And besides," she went on, her eyes
flied on the great white building, so
that she did not see his enmbar'rassment,
"m¢ father does not like the man who
bunt it. Ile thinks that he got the land
unfairly; and he=ray. father—calls'him
all 000ts'of hard ,}antes."
Staftord.bit his 111,0, and his face wore
the expression Which came into it when
he was facing an ugly'junmp, IIe would
have 81,inkea this one if he could, but
it had to 'be faced, so he rushed it,
'Pm sorry," he said. "My father'
hl
.,builtShe did not start;but she turned her
head and loo
Iced at him, with a sudden
coldness In the glorious eyes.
Your father—SirS.tenhen Orme?
Then you are----"
"I am his son, yes; my naive is .Star -
ford Orme"
-She gathered her reins up, as if no
omen -tent, no relnark: were necessary,.
but Stafford could not let her go COUId
not part from her late that. ` '
I'm sorry to hear that Mr. lIeron has:
some cause of ahmplaint,'somne' grievance,
against my. father. I can understand his
not ],king the house; to tell. you the..
truth, I. don't entre for it much myself..
'Yes; I can understae d .Mr. :Heron's an-
noyancel I sephose lie can set it 1roll,'
your pl•teg t •-
No,' .8110 said, .simply. "This is the,
only part of our land from which it can
be seen, and my father never comes,
1mete: never leaves the grounds, the
garden,"' She 'paused a moment. '1.
don't know why. you sh05,111 min l
emit !het.Isaid that the Tend was got
unfai ly—1 wish .L had nnt'sadd Thal."'
"So do ;f," ho said; "but biome it isn't
true. =There may bo some anis take. I
don't know anything about my father'S
affaius—I haven't 0500 hinescer years; I
rim almost.a stranger to him,"
She llstenerlwith" a grave -hoe, then
same touched the bo
1g chestnut:. with her
whip; bnt.Sur,[fo'd,. almost ttnaolecinus-
1y, lrtld. I is hand on the rein nearest hien.
His mouth raid, chin 08nreesed the de-
termhiatUOlm which now 101101 '. again stir-,
prise
I:1e
even
ron, bis 1l'in atrintimate
. :friends.
He paused, and she waited, her -eyes
downcast and fixed on the horse's ears.
"I scarcely Icnow 'how to put what I
want 40 say," he said, "Pm rather bad
at explaining thyself; but 1—well, I
to be-
cause
hope you won't feel ungr'y with 1r.
cause you
the house, because of anything
that ens passed between your father and
1111,10— Of course I stand by him;
but—well, I didn't build the confounded.
place— T. beg your pardon! but 1
think It's rather hard that you should
cut hie -011, I can see'by your face that
you mean to do 10—that you should re-
gard•nle es a kind of enemy because—'
.The usually fluent Stafford stopped
upon ehim with arslight lookn turned
evotiilec
1r. them.
'"Why- should you mind?" she 'said,
with almost childish innocence, "lou
do not hknow me; we only, stet yester-
day—We are not friends— Oh, 1 ant
not forgetting your kindness last night;
oh, 7to1—but what can it matter to
you?"
In another woman Stafford would .have
suspected coquetry, of a desire to 'fish
for tile, inevitable response; but. looking
In those clear, guileless eyes, he could
not entertain any such suspicion.
T beg your pardon; but it does mat-
ter verymuch." he retorted. In the
first place, ft man doesnot lite being
Cut by a lady; and in the next, eve shall
be Neighbors— I'm going to stay there
He nodded grimilynt the beautl-
rut "little place." '
"Neighbors!! she said, half absently.
"It is farther off than you think; and,
besides, we. know no one. ' We hove no
neighbors. in that sense—or friends. My
father does not like to see anyone; we
live quite alone,—"
"So I've heard—" I3e. stopped and
bit his lip; but she did not seen' to have
nOticed his interruption,
—"So that even if my father it'd not
object to the house or Or—" '
"My father," said Stafford •with a
smile,
A smile responded to Ills' candor.
"It would be allelle same. And 0113--
should
11yshould It platter to you? You 11000 a
great many friends, no doubt—and we
should not be likely to meet."
"Oh, yes, we should!" he said, with
the dogged kind of insistence white&
also sometimes surprised his friends.
"I was .gong to avail myself of your
permission, and fish, thesteam—but, of
coulee, T can't do that now."
No—I suppose not," she assented.
"But we should be sure to meet on
the road—I should be riding—,walking."
Put not on title side often," sine ar-
gued.
A faint, very faint color had stolen
into the clear pallor of, her cheek, her
eyes were downcast. . She was honestly
surprised, and yes, a little Messed,that
he should- protest against the closing of
their acquaintance; pleased, though wily,
she could not have told; for it did not
seem to matter. -
"Oh, yes, I should," he retorted. "11
19 very Miss this side and See
here, S pretty
us Meront'� drew a little
' I 3 e
nearer and in his eagerness. .00ked up
at her with something like a. frown. "Of
course 1 shall speak to my father about
—wen, aboutthe way the land was
bought, and I'm hoping, I'm sure, that
he will be able to explain it satisfac-
torily; and I want to be able to tell you
that it 1s a mistake. I don't.. know much
of my fattier, but .1 can't believe that
11e would do anything' underhand." IIe
estopped soddenlyas the bagman's re-
marks -flashed across his memory. "If
your fathet"a gelevance'"agatnst him is
just, why—ah, Well, you'll have to Out
ane when we meet; but I don't think It
ei l fair to
is;and 1 don't•lhlni h would be is t
treat 'ire as if I'd done something
Wrong,”
Her brows came toe ether and she
looked at hini as 1f elle pt,oeledr
"I don't know why it matters,' she
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cooking together till it is rather stiff
from Ione-foul'ttli to half a, cup . of
sugar .and ,an equal measure of wa-
ter with a few drops of lemon juice
to keep it from granulating: ,The
economical will find one-fourtbecup
of sugar st ffieient. The inexperi-
enced.will need more. After these
are clipped in the syrup they are
placed in a circle, close together
around the edge of the foundation.
The whole is then filled at the last
minute with whipped cream, put
on M fancy globs, in the summer,
or in the winter. acooked cream is
used. The whipped cream should
be prepared at least an hour before
it is used.
A Tench cook giving an elabor-
ate lesson of many pages and many
illustrations on this cake says that
one can quickly succeed in making
it well, but that ,the amateur must
not expect without many repetitions
of the work to make cakes like the
pastry maker who makes cakes all
day long,
Whipped Crei ul: Cream to be
whipped ought to remain at least
an Hour on the ice, and the work
may be surest to succeed if the bowl
is set ire a• dish of broken ice. It is,
necessary to stop-on-trilrn :,r the
cream becomes butter. It is best
to begin with a little in a bowl and
use a whisk. When this is 'featly
turn it through a sieve, and go on
whipping what runs through. You
will not then lose your whole sup-
ply if some ,should turn t,o butter.
If the large glass whipping churns
are used they ehonld the cold.
Sweetened whipped cream is called
chantilly in cosmopolitan cookery.
Household Viols.
When vegetables are cooked with
the cover off the dish, Itbey retain
their color in much of their origin-
al freshness.
If potatoes are rubbed with olive
oil before baking, the skins 1vi11 be
thin and soft and will not cling to
the inside of the potato.
Rub a little butter under the edge
of the spout of the cream pitcher;
it will prevent a drop of cream from
running .down over the pitcher.
Be'fore washing lace curtains,
baste a narrow strip of muslin along
the outer edge, allowing it to 'e -
main until ,the w siting and drying
process is complete.
White discoloration's on furniltu•re
are successfully removed by rubbing
them lightly with a soar olotth moist-
ened with' essence of peppermint.
Smell' boards o1i which to 'eek
saucepans, kettlee, frying pans,
etc., can easily be made, and they.
are a great saving to the kito e-''
table.
Flatirons when put away for some
time should be rubbed on the bot-
tom when slightly warm with a mix-
tureof veseline and sweet oil.
If a small amount of moist cotton
is wrapped rerouted thse ,stems of
flowers before the tinfoil is put on,
the flowers, can he worn much long-
er.
Remove ink and fruit etains from
the floor by washing Itlis stained
part with cold water, then covering
it with baking soda. When dry wash
off the soda.
A mixture of one .quart of rain
water, two ounces of ammonia, Ono
teaspoonful of saltpeter and one
ounce of shaving soap cut up fine
will remove grease from the finest
fabrics.
When a roast is strtall it is.best to
start it on top of the stove. Heat'
the pan very hot, put the i•aast In
and turn it frequently. The quick
searing holds the 1• rices.
Remember Platte •poking utensils
should be -'near theTheteeYes and
'wtiu hers, sieve's, spoons mink Tse es
should be hung so near the Stowe '.
that you can reach them as you
stand by the stove.
Itis best to make the desserts in
the morning. Not only are they '
out of the way, 'but the dishes and
bowls can be, washed ab the same
time the breakfast dishes are being
done.
'When straining soup it is 'a good
idea to get 0 coarse strainer inside
the finer one. In this way the fine ,
'strainer will not become clogged
with pieces uf meat and broken
bones.
A little bit of a pine tree 10 or,;,.
12 incites high, brought from the
woods and planted in a small pot
will make a delightful bit of green
for the centre uf the dining table.
In washing muslin curtains they
will look more sheerif you boil; two
quarts of wheait bran in six quarts
of water for a hall an hour ant
strain and mix in the water in
which the curtains are to be wash-
ed.
"Well,. I can't` tell you,"' he' said, help-
lessly. 'I only know that F - don't want
to part from ,vol this morning, knowing
that the -next time we meet We should
sleet„ as strangers: 1 wanted .to tonne
to the IIall, to Inquire after. Me. heron."
Her face flushed. -
"Do 'not ". she said In a low voice.
"1 won't, of course" he responded,
quickly. "It would only Blake platters
worse; your ,father' would naturally dis-
like m1'!e,refuse to.: see me; but—well, it's
very hard On me."•
She ,00hed at him again, gravely,
thoughtfully, as if she were still'puz-
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thrown himself down beside h1rn, Jarid
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i uite'1 plrig1111 . "This new friend o1 -yours
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carte,, are "between 'six , and seven
incises to diameter: Around the
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