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GREENTEA
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SYNOPSIS
RUTH. WOODSON, pretty,
thigh -spirited girl of 19, in search
of work, reeks refuge from a
storm in an old stone house with
o. blue doom in the little town of
,Worthv'ille. The queer old care-
taker, BERTHA GIBBS, also
known as PER.NY, thinks Ruth is
ELAINE CHALMERS, whose
grandfather built the house.
Ruth, needing shelter and hav-
ing fallen in' love with JOHN Mc-•
NEILL, the :young man next door,
decidesto stay on a while, pos.
ing as Elaine. Elaine, meanwhile,
a,t Graycastle College, vows in a
sorority meeting to win the love
•of her childhood hero, John Mc-
Neill. She plan to to go to Worth -
John. McNeill has fallen in love
with Ruth, wthom he Spalls °'`E1•
eine," and they spend much time
together.
Elaine goes to New York for
the week -end and her mother,
GWEN DEAL, tells her that El-
,kine's uncle, DUNCAN HUNTER,
has escaped from an asylum and
is thought to be in New York.
Elaine ie engaged to TEDDY
'SAN HARRINGTON but encour-
ages others, among them a senior
at Annapolis. She plans to go to
Worthville Monday, instead of
waiting for fall vacation.
Mrs. McNeill returns home from
,a visit. She and John, alarmed
.about "Elaine" being alone in the
old Hunter house with Bertha
Gibbs, urge :her to come and ,stay
with them. Ruth declines. She de•
aides she must go away soon.
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CHAPTER X.XII
When the postman called at
the McNeill house Monday morn-
ing he left one letter in the box
Susie who was dusting in the hall
went out and brought it in. Noth-
ing about it escaped her. The en-
velope was square and grayly blue
and the letters that spelled Mr.
Tohn's name and address were um;
right and dashing.
"From a lady," she said aloud.
"Can't fool Susie."
She propped the letter upright
on the hall table against the rais-
ed mahogany leaf and it stood
out importantly.
When John came home to lunch
he found it there, studied its ex-
terior for a few puzzled seconds,
took it into the library and slit
it openwith a paper cutter. This
is what his puzzled eyes saw:
"Dear John McNeill: Here's a
letter from 'the pesky brat' (yon
once called me that!) who used
to admire you so extravagantly.
Time out here while you look for
my name at end of letter—"
(He instinctively followed the
suggestion and turned to look for
she name. Having seen it, he kept
on staring at it. It was several
minutes before he remembered to
go on reading.;
("Pm at college at Graycastle
now and am planning to run off
during fall vacation—two weeks
distant—for a visit to Mother's
old home which used to be ---and
i hope still is—the house next
door to you. I had such fun there
when I was a kid that I've always
wanted to go back. Just a whim.
but T can't seem to get away from
it. 1 suppose it will be a dis-
reeapture the old childhood spirit,
appointing visit since we can never
but a:t least I'm going to attempt
it, .T, would help a lot to find one:
familiar face there besides Pen-
tny's. In short, when I arrive will.
you come through ,the althea
hedge and greet me in the old
garden? 1'd adore seeing you
again and talking over old tinges.
You'll find me aged, though no
decrepit.
"Otherwise
Chalmers.
"P. S. (Of course there would
have to be one.) Do you remem-
ber how you turned out the en-
tire neighborhood to look for- your
Eagle Scout badge? Well, I had
stolen it for purely sentimental
reasons. I hid it in the old globe
in the library. Maybe it's still
there. L. C. (Unrepentant.)" •
4' 4, .,
Is Anything Wrong?
John reread the letter and had
begun on a third perusal when
Susie called him to lunch.
He held his mother's chair as
usual, then went and sat in his
own place. He unfolded his nap-
kin, took a drink of water and
began mechanically to eat.
Mrs. lVlcNeill said, "I've asked
you twice, son, if you feel well.
You don't look quite right. Is any-
thing wrong at the factory?"
He answered quickly, "Excuse
me, Mother, I didn't hear you. I'm
all right. Just thinking, that's all.
Everything's fine at ..the factory.
Mr. Bennett's back and not
coughing at all. He's got a new
the
same Elaine
What ctViltaer
Littre Tare SOU!
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SPEEp- MASTER
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Makes Its ,
Own Gas ' '
only $5.95
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She accused, teasingly, "you're
thinking, about l+;laine r
When be 'feddened to the iroots •
of his hal)' she was sorry she had
spoken. She did not Want to be
a prying another. She tried to
close the matter gracefully.
"She's a very attractive girl,
John. But last night 1 couldn't see
trace of hunter in her. She.
must be all Chalmers."
John made a mutter of agree-
ment. He excused' himself and
said he must get back to the fee-
tory "to see a man."
Time Out To Think
He had a feeling that he must
. be alone to think. He went back
to the factory, went into his own
office and shut the door. With his
elbows on his desk he lacked
through. walls and spaceand saw
Ruth. He told himself, "It's just
as I suspected at first. .Elaine"
Chalmers hasn't been near here.
This •other one's been lying
straight through. I could have
tripped her up a thousand times,
—
but I didn't. I gave her all the
breaks.. I talked and she• listened,tp
1 let her fool Inc. , . . h'taybe'1
didn't want to trip her up. Why
Because I didn't want to fright
en lien away. I let her fool•`ne I
let her fool the old woman. Hang
ed if I don't think she's almost
fooled herself!" He r.emenibered
her ease of manner, her poise, in
restaurant and theater. "When
she fainted that day on the Porch
I knew it was from lavlt of food.
I saw 'ern like that the :winter 1
worked with the Welfare .. But
I let Bertha Gibbs lead • me off.
'Diet!' She said. Laid it on diet. ,
Suddenly he put his hatnds•over
his eyes and winced. Thlfi girl
whom he loved had been hungrry,
enough to faint. Who was she,
then?
Sitting there, thinking of her
as he had kissed her yesterday
in the old library, as she 'had sat
with him at his own fireside later,
the firelight on her hair and her
slim hands resting quietly in her
enter in distress. :Her husband
4 her two little girls injured.
• cu'erlously, the menacing yellow
Sheet 'said, It was the law of Ina.
inn,xl nature that this should eorne
I it'et with him now, should crowd
hise,:bwn- problems Into the back-
ground. He drove home rapidly,
dreading to tell his mother, but
knowing' it must be done without
delay.
i itehen e((Uifinetit is not ecr(plete
without this handy, on(:-bttrnor titbit,
stove. Can be used anywhere--•-lteane,
ctLtnia, or cottage. Makes and burns
own qhs from gasallne. bights, ret;.
aures instantly. Sato spec:ay, res,.
nornical, attractive. eau no nieve,l
while burning aeuel ca,nnot dn111.
Ras more "fine features than Yt il;
other one -burner stove. At row,
dealers or write for ,1,'[1('114 inert.
tate.
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Mother's Day Cross Stitch Sampler
8, a, 4,
She Needs Us
Be foundher in her bedroom,.
placidly writing his sister a letter,
John told her, saw her face pale
and tighten.
. She said, "We must catch the
5!$.0 train! What titre is it snow?"
"Ten after 4," John told her.
i,'t re better wait for the
Main, Mothee? 4shock like
and then a'ruele — you'll col -
11 not collapse," she replied.
ense needs us. She may need
erriltly"- before morning. Get
q bas. Call Susie. Call Ebe
drive- us in my car—"
J hese things were done as she
,otiered. iered. Strangely, it was she
,'W .9 took charge, her mother -
heart so determined to get to the
child who needed her that her
mind. worked like a machine.
John had a minute or two to
spare before Ebe -brought the car
out. He went. to the desk and
wrote this hurried message:
.,,,'.",,Darling. -Called. to Washing -
Taking Mother to my sister
o's in trouble. Her husband
two' children were seriously
in an accident today. Wait
me! Your John."
eeanclosed it in an envelope
:Wrote` on the outside simply
aihe;:X.':,. He ran across the
alad knocked at the back
i the Hunter house, which
' .the more accessible. Penny
wered, aJmost.at once. He said,
ave this' to Elaine, Bertha! I'm
leaving town. Dcn't fail—"
Ebe was sounding the horn.
John ran to the waiting car and
got in, his mother and the bags
already inside. Ten minutes later
they were on a train speeding to-
ward Washington.
He Takes Charge
From then on, John realized,
he must take charge. Already his
Mother was looking limp and tir-
.ed and frightened.
She said, "Three of them hurt,
John! Seriously, Florence said. If
it's bad, we can't expect three out
of three to live, can we? The law
of averages, 1 mean—"' l
He said, "Nonsense, Mother.
Ten out of ten could live if the
breaks are right. Florence may
be panicky,"
'"Florence is a calm person,"
Mrs. McNeill reminded him. Later
she said vaguely, "I was making
sweater for the little girls—"
Jiclin said firmly, -"Pm going to
gen;'aicwapapers, Mother, and read.
to .you." He did, until his brain
and throat both were weary. Only
in snatches could his thoughts
dwell on the girl who was sleep-
ing in the old Hunter house back
in Wor•thgille."
(To Be Continued)
Once a year we set aside one special clay fox Mother. Once a veal. we
give her a token of our love; our unfailing• confidence in her love and
our appreciation of all the things she has done and still does for us.
Nothing could please a mother more on her special day than to receive
this lovely sampler worked by someone she holds very .dear. She will
cherish it always and always it will bring her joy and pleasure.
•
The pattern includes a transfer for the design, complete stitch and color
keys and diagrams.
.,Send 15 cents for this pattern to Mayfair Patterns, Room 42 1, 78 West
Adelaide St., Toronto.
cold cure that he wants every-
body to try."
"What is it?" inquired Mrs.
McNeill with keen interest.
John described the treatment as
well as his confused thoughts
could recall it. He got it start-
lingly wrong, saying that Tom
Bennett swallowed the grease and
camphor mixture and rubbed his
chest with what he should have
swallowed. While Mrs. McNeill
was marveling at this revolution-
ary step in medicine, John's, mini
was ticking off phrases from the
letter, "had such fun there as a
kid . will you, come through
the -althea hedge and greet me in
the old. garden . . your Eagle
Scout badge . . I hid it in the
old globe in the. library . t'!. C.
T' n r ep e n t a nt----'"
• i'trs, Mct'Tei11 saw presently that-
he
hatbe was unaware 'of what he was
Path) 1 t was his favorite lunch
-..---celery soup, lamb chop, and
trash peas—but it night as well
have been a dish of dry rice for
all the notice he. tool: of the food.
Slow Burning
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lap, he knew that he had clothing
to forgive. If she had deceived
him, it was because some neces-
sity had impelled her. Some force
too great to fight.
He thought, "Old Bertha called
her 'Elaine' and she 'just,' let it
ride. She's an opportunist — but
aren't we• all?"
He was so engrossed- with ra-
tionalizing
tionalizing Ruth's cOnduot that
the real Elaine Chalmers reinaiai-
ed outside the circle of his per-
plexities. So ;far as he was con -
caned today she was only a
scented letter in a grayish blue
envelope. A letter that had told
him something he needed to know.
It was time for a conference
with the two senior partners,
. When they summoned him he de-
terminedly brought his thoughts
back to lfcNeill pumps and ways
to market them. He listened' re-
speetJ'u11y for two hours' while
these two valued associates of his
late father talked policies, But he
made no suggestions and sulpnii-
ed thorn by an unusual apathy,
As he was returning to his own
office a telegram :Was delivered to
bini, He tore it open and .read:
"HUBS T ANO TWINS SERI-
OUSLY :iNJUBl'l) IN AUTOMO-
BILE ACCTI)EN'I' AT NOON
N 11 1, D l'Oli 'I.1J:;SPETIATI,ll.1'
BRING 1\7:0'r7TEft AND (Io:?YIF: 11i
IIOMAN'1,}- P S STHI,TI
l•'I,OREN '1,.,
And . new there was this, 111$
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By SADIE B. CHAMBERS
oRr:ENS FOR HEALTH
Now that spring seems to be real-
ly here, the main topics of the day
are "housecleaning" aud "spring
tonics", both very closely related
tothe homemaker. It you desire
(real zip, try increasing your green
vegetables aud salads and reduce
,;the starch. diet as much as pos-
sible. At least two cooked vege-
"tables and one raw vegetable every
liar should be the inviolable rule
`of every homemaker.
One can always lure the family
into eating plenty of vegetables, it
one has attractive ways iu which
to serve then, aud lots of variety..
New spinach will be on tbe mar-
ket: iii a few clays aud, while it is
very wholesome just plate boiled.
with as.little water as possible (do
you remember?), try nixing with
e little butler and cream and sea-
.oning. Tbis makes it a very app
tieing dish, For variety, sprinkle
the above with hard boiled eggs
chopped fine. Then another method
(atter boiling the spinach anal then
draining) is to place in a 'baking
rifsllt•'alternately; with a rich create
sauce,. which has been previously
11 r CaffeinoNery foiied Again!
i MER: Stop that infernal
racket!! How do you expect
the to work all day and
come home and listen to
that! My nerves can't stand
it!
t$'
MR, CAFFEINE -NERVES:
Bravo! That
child xieeds to be
curbed!
MOTHER: One of the club girls
Statins that too much tea and
coffee can make people ner-
vous and out of sorts. Maybe
it isn't junior at all. Let's try
drinking only Postum for
awhile and see!
MR. CAFFEINE -NERVES:
To hear her you'd
think you lived
on tea and coffee!
FATHER: Whoever told you about
Postum certainly deserves a medal.
My trouble was caffeine -nerves
all right: Postum instead of tea
or coffee soon put an end to it!
MR. CAFFEINE -NERVES:
Postusai again! It
chases xne every
time!
3 Many people can safely drink tea and
coffee. Many others—and al children—
should never drink them. If you are one of
these, try Postum's 30 -day test. Buy Postum
and drink it instead of tea and coffee for
one month. Then, if you do not feel better,
return the container top to General Foods,
Limited, Cobourg, Ontario, and we'll gladly
refund full purchase price, pluspostage.
Postum is delicious, economical, easy to pre-
pare, and contains no caffeine.
POSTUM
P20t
made. Sprinkle the top with butter-
ed crumbs and powdered hard boil-
ed eggs. Place in a slow oven for
about 20 minutes. This too is very
satisfying,
If you would take grandmother's
advice try this:
Dandelion and Spinach Greens
Gather freshly grown dandelions,
when the dew is still. on,tbem. 'Qse
equal amount of dandelion and
spinach. Pick carefully, throw into
cold water and wash in several wa-
ters previously salted. Plunge the
dandelions into boiling water; cook
otiediaif hour before adding tile
spinach, Continue the cooking until
tender, then drain and add butter,
salt and pepper. Mix well, turn into
warm dish and serve with hard
boiled egg. The addition of the spin-
ach prevents the bitterness of the
dandelion from predominating --
tae combination will be found to be
very .pleasing.
Spinach Loaf
2 cups boiled spinach
2 eggs
1 teaspoon chopped onto:,
1' cups bread crumbs
1 teaspoon salt
ye teaspoon pepper
11a. cups milk
Chop cooked spinach fine, ado
crumbs. eggs slightly beaten. on-
ions, seasoning and milk. Turn into
a buttered mould, place in pan of
water and cook in a moderate oven
until firm.
Spinach Timbales
21; cups canned spinach
2 tablespoons butter
teaspoon salt
Few gralus pepper
2 teaspoons lemon juice
2 eggs
Drain spinach and chop fitly.
Heat; add butter, salt, pepper atm
.lemon juiee, Add the eggs slightly
beaten and mix well, Place in Sus
tarsi cups set in a pan of water anis
bake in a moderate oven until firm.
Serve with white sauce. Garnish
with hard cooked eggs. Time in the
oven 2S minutes. Temperature
degrees.
Scalloped Cabbage
2 cups cooked suredded cabbage
2 cups white sauce
2 cups soft bread crumbs
?a cup grated cheese
Mix cabbage and white sauce
ellier, Put 0 layer of cabbage irr
.S EET WORD: "MOTHER"
l'aFb-not know why one vc'ord is mote fair
Than other:` words, but voices when they any
That mother word grow sweeter, tenderer,
As though they swiug soft light upon the way.
And there is rhythm ne it• --I can hear
A prayer begin, a chanted lullabye;
Or, all the kind and swift endearing, tenni;
That mo hers know ace gently passing by!
My Mother— AIt the lu\'v11neee t know
With sunlight on i;, and the purple way
A lilac bush., since grew beside a door.
The words can draw me back to bold ground
Where sty:ong•,•tall Bills shut all the hurt away.
A nil J ane braver than l'11 ever he
Is it for: this that we keep 141nt:her.
---llclea Welt.hitne .
a greased baking dish, add a layer
of crumbs. Repeat until all the in-
gredients are used. Sprinkle with
cheese. Bake in hot oven until
brown (about 20 min.).
Stuffed Onions
6 large onions
% cup chopped beef
yi teaspoon. salt
One-eighth teaspoon pepper
2 tablespoons melted butter
2 tablespoons tomato catsttp
% cup grated cheese
i.;. cup flue bread crumbs,
Parboil onions 15 min., drain. MIA
:meat, seasoning, shortening and
catsup. Remove center of onions
and fill with neat mixture. .'\.r -
range in baking dish and cover,
Bake in moderate oven 1 hour. Re-
move cover, sprinkle top with
crumbs and butter and bake autil
crumbs are brown.
READERS. WRITE IN
lYlise Chambers welcomes
personal letters from Interest-
ed readers. She is pleased to
receive suggestions on topica
for her column. and ,s even
ready to listen to your -Pet
peeves." Requests Dor recipes
or special menus are in order.
Address your letters to "Miss
Sadie B. Chambers, 73 West
Adelaide Street. 'Toronto,"
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