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im'l Standing Irwin”... fr,:':,',',':,.:'.":, from any form " gem are In v-ited to prom!) 1e with Mea. l’inkhun. L All lot:ers are reed k', and answered by W Mum um /reely talk of t's", to a woman; thus mm: Int' crernzlcon ' s. Pinkham and the - I which has never at of the vast vain-O which she has :0an than possible that III. very knowlcdle that UT MORGCCO. ”OMAN! IN REPRESEN- ‘OGETIIER- . CH £31XST~| oloteT from Hi well tha' nilrztv assid- losty impel. using the. nd prom“, heir fem“! ry. With unsult I 1" m actual not " ndbach ' iuaneial Of mum; name a the co " Ptt Em. tiled The .Im for I! Dr od " " She says this, and more. with her aBrtr eyes upturned to Jeanne's, and nrith the simple? stmightforwar&yss of ahtid. Jeanne bends and Vases her. Elsi ought to be very happy.'" she MBP, with something like a wistful sigh, My in"? at winning such love, Ter, -; and ---nuy vtt1uHTrttoo. And hm you. " am glad of that," says Verona, sim- ply. "I feared that you would think 'trhaptr that I had done wrong! But Mint could I do? And, oh, Jeanne, I love him so.' He is so buveand strong, ad yet so gentle with met I could not --oouU not let them take him away m he. And when he bade me come ith him I obeyed; it he were to tell that I Inn-t go to the end of the rid, Inustgo. [love him Bo, June.” - . . . l I “Angry! no!" says "Who could be angry act t" -'iu, well." she says. "So we are not left all alone, dear." she adds, put- tirg_her arm around Verot, “suddenly there is a knock tad George_!ppett_rs._ - -EuiiGr" BU. desired me to my, my My, that I should be in the stable if you wanted me," no says. respectfully. - 'I 4,,EA‘A __ |_..‘. -1 “5:..ln.‘ When she goes down again Verona is standing at the window peering out at the night and the clatter of a horse's hoof: dances that Hal has already otarted. _ 7 - _ . .. . "Will milady pérmit me to offer her a selection from my wardrobe?” she asks respectfully. . ' But Jeanne deelineg. In her on mind she has resolved to ride back to the castle at the break of by and will not take off lift habit. There are two rooms, a door communi- outing between them, and the landlady promises to make ready the second one- tho first is arready pteparedr-itr. Jeanne. ”Look here'." ho says. rather ruefully; " tell you what I'd better do. I'd bet. ter ride back to the castle, and explain affairs, to Vane." ‘Why not let George go?" suggests nne; but Hal has sumo conscience. "Impossible, he has been too hard at it all day. No, I’ll go, and be back as soon to I can; then you can remain with an my conscience, Jeanne, eh?" It is the wisest suggestion that can be made, and Hal, with a sigh, proceeds to put its adornion into operation. "Mind," he says. ttiling his pipe and looking wistfully at Verona, "you are both logo to bod, and to make your minds cosy; Vane and I will arrange everything, and no one need be any the wiser. Look here-lie got it all out and dried, Joanne! You and Vane can to the boat in the ordinary way, end trd Fleming can come here and go with Verona.' Nothing could be easier or lore safe, if we keep quiet.'? "Yes," says Verona in a low voice; "if .-if--they do not tind me betore we tstart'." 2 Hall winees, but only for a moment. "We've got the bays," he says, quietly, ‘Ind we start " daybreak to-morrow--- ”had-ill go and see about our rooms," aha murmurs, and so leaves the two alone together for a minute or two. _ I shall be back befére then. And now I'll Ro." J Hal; who had been kieGng his legs from his perch on the table, is struck by smother idea. Verona moku up. Very pale is she, and still frightened; and at sight of the 1ol'liritg,"et,t, face so “awful and agitated, all canne’s worldly wisdom departs. With a word of endenrment, she goes over to her, and puts her arm around her an only . woman can; and in a few minutes Veronu is herself again. "But you, Joanne? You must not play. What will the marquis any?” Jeanne smiles rather constrainedly. What, indeed, will the marquis say'.' If and 71â€"1 am very 'l'ni1',,t,oeo.' And I," you thought of the ture, dear? . you know-of course, be has told "-u4hat he is very poor, and not noble " your-61'?" . is ' res." says Venus, . t. yang?“ noble!” and kmhzo "What.'" says Hal, jumping up al- most to the eriling-he has been sitting on the table. "What.' you start. for Eng. land. Hurrah! Dont you we, Joanne? How dull you are! Of course Verona goes with us. Nothing better could Mn happened. Look up, Verona!” and be goes down on hin knee to her; "look up.' We all go to England tomorrow!” not for inet" 7 """"V fl" -'-P -- Jeanne is touched, and the tears start 'to her eyes as she looks from pne to the other. "Hat," my: Jeanne, interruyting him, with the ttmt touch of severity he has ever seen in her thee, "you have done '"'"tt--very wrong! You have done more harm than you just now can real. ize. She must go ua'." "Never!” aye Hal. Then he tells her how the count has planned to carry her off to Russia. "Pshawt" says Jeanne; "that sort of thing goes on in novels, hut---" "it In true, every word of it," says Hal. "Think, Jeanne.' Put yourself in her plaee--wouldn't you run away ii you knew where to be made a prisoner of, and carried to the end of the world against your will? Oh, Jeanne, J. thought you would have felt for her, it "But what can I dot" she asks, very Icriously. "And-and you don't know " what a cost I have obeyed your sumo mom, Hal. We start for England to- morrow." "What.'" says Hal. iumnine up al- Ceylon Tea game; with a" look "of sumac “You no not. angry wit 'SALAM" IF You AEMMY t 6000 BEER!" TEA LOVE MO l TITLE 0n Tea. The tea of unrivaled flavor and purity Lead packets only. 40c, Mc and 6trc per lb. At ntl grocers. HIOHB " AWARD ST. LOUIS. I904 Jeanne .tenderly with you, I won. " t the door With another sigh she closes the aGr,l "And you are hot and tired," on . end goes toward the balcony to shut the Jeanne. "It you will go dmeat to TI window, As she does so, as her hand front of the hou.se and ring them up, is on the htch, she hears a faint sound and they shall get you some refresh- in thee distance. mente. Then you can advise me wht is Listening for a moment, with unspend- but to be done." “Dreaming,” any: Jeanne, turning at the door an looking back at her. “Love’s young dream. So I dreamed one time-- :10ng imtago-rlsnd have awakened.” Then her thoughts fly off to Verona. "Poor ehild--how little she makes of her danger. Trapped in her love she gives scarcely a. thought to the count. At this moment he may be on her track, and then what shall I do t" instinctively she goes back into the With a sigh. almost of envy, Jeanne nets down the light. Peaceful as n ehild's, the beautiful face lies upon the pillow, the lips halfjnrted with I. smile. I "Darkest before dawn, they say," she thinks, looking wistfully at the black ridge of hilla which she can just see in the horizon. "It must be near dawn. My last night. Why does Vane go back so suddenly-so mysteriously? and why did he look and speak so sternly? What are they doing now? They have all gone to bed by this time, or nearly, Hal has reached the castle and is telling Vane that I__am here-at Durbaeh. Will he be "I wonder what time it is t" she thinks, and her hand goes to her watch pocket; but in her hurried departure Fleming had forgotten to give her a watch. Half mechanically she opens the win- dow and steps out on the balcony. It is warm inside the house, and the night air blows cool and refreshing upon he hot brow. With a sudden effort she arises and goes to the window. It is her last night in Germany; and it is spent away from her home in a. way- side inn. She smiles sadly. "Will they have missed met" she thnks. "No. they will think I have gone to my room, and Ila! will be there and explain everything. It he had missed me, would he have cared? No, Vane's love has gone from me-2one forever." A tear drops onto the skirt of her habit, and Jeanne stars; not since the night of her wedding day has she wept; pridehas dried up her tears and keeps her heart sore and aching; but now, in this wayside inn. :Ze can weep. Is it because she feels . lonely? Is it be, cause distance, actual, tangible dis. tuner, ii hot-Noon her and the man she love, making the gulf which always stretched between them more distant and emphatic? that climbs and COYN‘S the balcony sounds on her ears like the distant swish of Human as it flows xoftly at the foot of the cliffs. The cliffs! the dear old house! "I shall 500 it soon. in a day or two," she thinkn," and her head (hoops. With what nuntterablc feelings she had left it; what Itnticipations of delight and happiness had accompaniod her fare. well, and now-with a long sigh, Jeanne covers her face in her hands, and the tears trickle slowly through her white fingers. What was the love that had promised to bring lim- such happiness? For one short day it had lasted. then the long night which promised no te- turning day. Jeanne, Verona following. gom into tho room opening onto the balcony. "I'll have this room," 'ulte says. "Let. me stay with you." murmurs Verona: but drums, who does not in- tend to sleep. and is anxious that Ver- ona Should. langhingly refuses. "What, and break thaw good people's hearts by refusing to um the pretty room they got, ready for you? See, we wili have the door "Jar. and to all in- tents it is one mom. And don't be frightened if you mmkn “ml see me atamling beside the In l, watching over you." archly. . With old-world prrlitsxne.vx, the land- lady and her daughter [weenie their guest" up the low flight of stairs, and throw open the bed-rm)": door. flushm, proudly. "Th-re ii no one nobler on the face of the earth. I would rather be his wife than be Queen of Italy." "And he would mther you were his wife than he Would be King of Eng- land!” says Jeanne. "Is that wine? I’m fearfully thirsty.” "Let me give you some," says Verona, and she dart, to the table and gets a glass, kneeling at Joanna's feet as the drinks it. "You look tired. door,” she says. "1 um rather." says Jeanne. suppres- sing a “(wry sigh; and she is; bud not tittd with her ride. " think we had better get to bod. as you have to be up early Urmorrow." _ "When 1 awake in the morning." says Verona. with a little wistful smile, "I shrtll think it all a "reattt----" "Until Iral comes back," says Jeanee t lea mm. "Yes," he replies, eagerly. “I have rid- den him hard, poor fellow, 'and left him age _deadtlnan (live in the woods there. m In: your horse I heard, then t" says Jeanne. "No.' he says eagerly, "not yet; but there is no time to ict I came the mo- ment I heard where you were, came without the los of a moment---' saw-Iva - ..-.a.6" ”Cl VQVIICI’I "You have not told me "s"ii,'; she says. "Why hrvepou eome--Uve they dis. covefed us t' Jeanne looks at him uneasily, appre- hensivoly. His words, his manner, are all languid, which is entirely beyond her solution us yet. Joanne is no flirt, has no anspivion of the truth, and_yet ttere in sonipthing in that ltaj,rgtGi," GGGG faee and passionate glance which un- nerv'es and 'uaryts Aer "ttels.. Obedient. he arises and wipes the per- spiration from his forehead with an un- certain hand, his eyes never leaving her face for a moment. "r-T-do not understand '." says she, troubled and perplexed. "Why do you kneel there , I am not ft ightened now. Arise, Lord Lane." m tt I "Pan you ask me ?" he says, answer- ing her last question with gentle re- proach. "Could I stay away when I know you were alone and unhappy t" tUnhappy I." says Jeanne, vaguely. "Yoi' he repeats, fervently, his lips trembling. his eyes fixed on her face. "Do you think 1 have not known, have not seen how unhappy your life has been? Has there been an hour of the day since we have been together, do you think, that I have not hung upon your words, and watched your face t And do you think that one sigh, one sad glance of yours has passed unnoticed, unfelt by “Expect you Y' says Jeanne; "no, I did not expect you. How did you dis. cover that I was here-who sent Pu-- why have you come " "Jeanne," he says, and his voice sounds dry and harsh, when he would have it soft and tender. "Jeanne, are you an. gry with me for coming Did you not expect me f" f "Why are you here Y' she repeats; "has-has anything hap enod at the cabs tle b-tlu, count-does he know?' It is to he questioned whether Clar ence hears her disjointed interrogations; his soul is in n. whirl, his eyes drink in hastilv the pale beauty of her face; one thought, one irloa has taken possession of al his senses; he is alone with her--- alone with the woman he has loved so long, and now loves with a passion that overwhelms and masters him. Jeanne looks down at him, panting in hvr effort to recover composure. and with wild, half-fearful questioning in her face. Iris handsome faee is pale and agitated with suppttcsod nxoitmnvnt: his riding- coat mwrod with dust, and his hand. which routs imploringly on her arm. is torn by the brambles and undergrowth through which he has ridden. "Claremt---hord Lane yr R110 ga'T.' and staggvrs against tho wiudow.franie "What-what are you doing here y" “Joanne." says the voice again, "for Heaven's sake do not look so torrified; Do you not know me? It is I-Clar- cum" y" 2'or a moment she think; hor senses have Jeswrtvd her. the next she turns and springs to the window. As 14.911094 no, " man drops on one knee at her foot, and speaks her name. "Joanne !" With a low cry. Jvatone shrinks back, still instinctively lyyirtg to close the window. be flvd. Ah, and who would care y' ‘ She sighs, and in about to turn away, when suddenly lwr hoart sevms to turni to atom; for thorn in the glass is re- flected. not only herself. but someone else. and that with a man's face and figure. I "Thrve sueh nights as this," she laughs "and all the beauty which poor old Fletm ing is nr-vcr tired of talking about would be flol. Ah, and who would care y' -Arid, with an effort, she goes up to the glass and arrangm her hair, trying to oalyp a smih- 'yr her my lips, - .. "Afraid of my own shadow.” half aloud. "Where has all my age 2mm ? With a quivering laugh, she goes back! into hor room. opposite the window is,' a. large mirror, not into her room. Op-l posite the window in a large mirrow. not ', in an old. carved frame-one of those: pieces of antique which would fotchhnn-l dreds of guirwas. ' A: Joanne crosses the worm! she catches sight of her figure] in this mirror, and starts at. the Falel faco which looks down at hor. l Restless. battling against this name- less terror Jeanne argues with herself. She is not, alone, in the next room, not a dozen paces distant. lies Verona; the people of the bottsp are olose at hand; and above all. within (-all lies George, whose devotion can be n-lied on. And after all, what has she to fear? There thou falls upon Jeanne that vague, indefinable dread which all of us have felt at some tim" or' other-a hor- ror of the silence. a longing for some sharp and sndddc-n sound, though it be the sound we are dreading to hear-any- thing to break the horrible tension of the oversirained nerves. 1 Suddenly there comes through the flut- ;ter of the leaves a repetition of the thud ':--thud, and this time more distinct. With a start Jeanne holds her breath, and lis. tens, as before, until the sound dies away. But Jeanne cannot rest inside the room. it seems like a veritable prison, hot. stifling and [wowed with creatures ot her over-strained imagination. At one mmm-nt rises before her the voice of the count, angry. accusing, demanding at her hands the runaway Verona; at the next Vane. haggard and stern, appears to overwhelm her with passionate re- prooch and blame. - With a hot, uncertain hand she opens the window again, and bends over the balcony. But not " sound reaches her car, saw the sough of the wind among the leaves and the rustle of the vine at her feet. Instinctively she thinks of the count, and glances toward the inner room. If it should be he, what should she dat While she is vainly trying to decide on some line of action. the sound suddenly ceases, and, with a sigh of relief, she closes the window. "A few hours longer," she thinks, and the dawn will have broken. Hat and Vane will be here, and-----" here her anticipa- tions cease; she is too tired to indulge in, _eopjeeture. ed breath, the sound develops into the thud---thud of a horse. Jeanne’s color comes. "It is Hal. No. Too soon, unless he has turned back." t" she says, old cour- The Ingest proportion of men teachers is to be found in West Virginie, where they number 50 per cent. of the total. The largest proportion of women is to he found in Vermont, where they form " per cent. of the whole number. no Bt.ndard of education is much higher h 'ttPont than it is in Welt Virgigja. -- The average age of teachers in the United States is higher than in England and lower than in Germany. The pro- portion of very youthful teachers ih much greater in the country than in the city districts. l An aching. breaking back, sharp stabs ':of pain-that " kidney trouble. The :kidnoys :er really a spongy filter-a [ human filter to take poison from the blood. But siek, weak kidneys cannot i' filter the blood properly. The Ielieate i human filters got mugged “nth impur- ities, and tho pOHOH is left in the sys- _ tern to cause hackavhm, Iteadaches, rheu- i matism, drupiy and fatal inflammation. :Dr. Williams' Pink Pills are the one I sure cure for sick kidneys. They make New, rich blood. which flusheq them l clean and gives them strength for their _ work. 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There are GOO Indian teachers in the Indian schools of the United States --it40 men and 260 women. There are 2,300 men teachers over 06. There are less than Moo women teachers over 65. Three times as many women as men tenchers are put down as "age unknown." Most of the men teachers are between the years of 25 and M. The majority of the women teachers are between " and 25. Men Numbering 220,000 and 330,000 Wo- men Employed as Teachers. The army of education in the United States is made up of 450.000 teachers, of whom 120,000 are men, and 330,000 wo- men. The overwhelming majority of the teachers are natives of the United States, less than 30,000 having been born abroad --one in fifteen. Dr. Williams' Park Pills actually make new, rich blood. In that way they strike at; the root of anaemia, indigestion. kidney trouble. liver com- plaint. ttvsnrpelas, skin diseases, neural- gia, tit. 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I loved you then, but I did not know how dearly, how entirely, until l mw you no longvr a happy. guy-hearted girl. but n woman. unsatisfied. unhappy; then, Jeanne, my love grow into an absorbing passion. which has grasped me, body and soul. and made me tempest-tossed and weak before you. Ah! Jeanne, it is not often men love as I dot." Speechless, smitten dumb with aur prism terror, horror, Jeanne does not speak until he unfolds the truth. and he got-s on---somctimos hurriedly, sometimes, with a lin,rr.oring, imploring tenderness: (To be continued.) "Are you-or - am T-mad {5; Tiii breathes, at lust, but inaudibly, and he tr"'? 0,"? - "No !” he says. “thy arouse them , I want nothing whil you are near me, Jeanne. Let me have these few min- utttsr-thesu, precious minutes I have for months waited for--foretaste of the long, blissful time that lics before us! Oh, Jeanne, you shall know what happi- ness is if I um spared to teach you , The rest of my life shall be spent in the en- deavor to make you happy-and lshall smereed-t will succccd, Jeanne; such love as mine must conquer, must carry everything before it ! Look at me, Jeanne. give me one word-the one word I have been waiting, longing for so pa- tiently I Jeanne-----" Joanna's face has been quickly growing from whito to crimson, and from crimson to white again. With wild, incredulous eyes. she looks at him. He shakes his head, and come: closer‘ to her. BETTER BE WISE FORM ARMY " EDUCATION. TEA. Doubt then changes to certainty, cer- tainty of quality. _ TORONTO SICK KIDNEYS. Only one best tea. Blue Ribbon Tea. 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Now it is the tonsil which has fallen under the ban of medical science and the surgeotr's knife is already whetted for the fray which promises to separate mankind from another section of anat- omy with which a well-meaning but ap- parently misguided Creator endowed him. It is not so many years since mortal man was content to wander about ignorant of the fact that some- where within the innermost regions there reposed a. uniform appendix cap- able of tying its possessor in I herd knot on the slightest provocation. Now all is changed and the possession of such on oliunet is considered bad form. Nor is the movement to stop here if we are to swept this latest theory and give it practical application. And if appendices and tonsi 5, why not other portions of the system? Surely the lim- it has not' yet been reached. f Women harbors are still a rarity, but William Hone, to whom the world is indebted tor a precious collection of curious miscellaneous information, tells that there were a. number of women barber: in London in the eighteenth century, and one of them was s ne- gress. Home also records the death " London in 1817 of John Falconer, a y.Nrk?own barber, who had reduced the‘priee of shaving to one penny. His competitors in the trade reviled him for cheapening his service, but he kept seven ehnirs in his shop and died worth $15,000. a sum that was more in 1817 than it is in 1905. now many harbors that get. Ir, cents or 25 cents for diving . face expect to leave $15,- 000 to their heirs? From immemorial time-the barber has been a gossip and his shop a. lounging place. It was so in Athens and Rome and so in medieval Lon- don. of old it, was the fashion for barbers to keep a lyre and other musl- eal instruments in the shop with which patrons amused themselves while waiting for their turn. One can imagine the torture of being played at by a bad musician while squirming un- der a. dull razor. ticareely any occupation is more an- oient than the hnrber‘s. The prophet Ezekiel mentions the barber's razor, and so does Homer. The Egyptians of antiquity shaved the head as well as the fave. as the Ihiueso do. and they, therefore. employed harbors. During the middle ages the barber's trade ranked as a profession, and the barber was also a mrgeou. A statute of Henry VIII. enacted that barber: should confine thier surgical opcrntions to blood-letting and pulling teeth. Some modern wielders of the razor are still addicted to blood-letting. In the reign of George li. the surgeons and the bar- bem Were separatx'ly incorporated. The wonder is, all things considered, that there was a barber's trade, ex- cept for trimming hair and beards. It is so easy to shave oneself, and so economical of time and money, that only the indolent, the luxurious, the extravangant and the timid, it might be supposed, would wait their turn to sit in "the barber's chair, that is all," as Shakespeare's clown describes it. But as the majority of mankind have never followed the self-help pre- cepts of the worthy Samuel Smile: and his kind. and as the tradesmen that flourish most are those that, deal in the necessaries of life, it is likely that the barber will thrive in spite of safety razors until the final day of wrath. Even the soieal William Gob- bett's fiery inventive against men that suffered a barber to shave them did wrath. Even the stoical William Cob, bett, in deed, deemed it effeniinate for a man in shaving himself to use warm water or " looking glass. lie would have worked himself into a. glorious rage had he lived to- the present day, (flint the cowards thai daire na s ave except with a sgt'oty razor. How the Safety Razor is Hurting the Barber’t Trade. Barbers are complaining that a, cer- tain patented safety razor, recently put on the market and now very pop- ular, has damaged their business to an appremable extent. One barber, not a particularly melancholy Wight, who conducts a shop in a leading ho- tel, declares that the safety razor has taken away 20 per cent. of his trade. Some of his stondiost cus- tomers have caught, the craze for shav- ing themselves, and he feats that the ancient and honorable profession of bartering in irritts flesnotudo. years. In 187) there were 125.000, in States has increased greatly in recent 1880, 225.000; in 1890, 340,000, and it is at present. 450,000. BABY’S TONGUE TELLS. A STREAKED INVENTION. I. The philosopher "one £5111in . y "Darn it," he muttered, " forgot t: I was my." l, Then it took I lantern and began his in... -t.--Philadelttphin W. Diogenel was "posing in MI tx6 ‘Got out of tint," said the amid, a”. inglwith t.,1tof laundry "Hr. _ __ "No-o; but sh'o ,rmti%mi-'iir7;d TGTir. mun." Ethel “planned. "tme a. h m and the uncles!" "Oh. "I, mum." raid Ethel. And (he: ch. wept . "B-but one d-dan" the tabbed, "I In!“ to give the at her dinner.” "Wert, "If," an her irtiLtFGi,"aotct ax." I doq‘t_wppou tttat (may turn." at hop. you looied in" the cumin. an my!“ and tho cat while l was lily?" II. uth flies ' out a. Phyune. Mar. mlatress bud spent . wank h Well. and, Inning manned, ch. III mn- 111;)me my gunmen. Mu'ch devotion and "sped my be le- oounted for by the attraetiveoess of a widow’o weeds. When experience comes in the door 'outh_fItes out the window.--New 0r- The only wafer n ma to get our the minions ut " first love it to methy. __ - Many I. fire of love is kindled with bank notes. Duty is happiness grown humdrum. There are still may want lots in Don't Worry street. How poor is he who hath only would" Stained-glass sermons don't make whole-sold sairgta. An authority on fine laundering say. that hot water should not be used In washing fine table linen or embroidered dailies. ' Cold when white map, and bomx, if not ham map, should be used instead. One wonders if all stains could be removed with cold mm, but the suggestion ie worth passing on. Get- Uinly, every housekeeper ha a time. had difficulty in laundering table linen satisfactorily. One of the women who know mooni- mtnds glycerine for removing those tea stains that are such enemies to fine table linen But it must be rubbed in before boiling has set, ita seal on the stain, or it may not be effimcious. Af- ter the glycerin has been applide ml it ell out in tepid water, and the din- coloration will come out with it, so this authority an)". Sweet potato eroquettos are delicious when made as follows: hitch some boil- ed sweet potatoes. season them highly with salt and pepper 1nd add to every pint of the \‘egotable one egg yolk ud a. very small iece of butter. Form into eloquence, roll each in egg tnd blad- crumbs and tg, in deep fat. Some- times I little . any is put in the mix- ture, but it adds little to the tuvor. For the famous Banbury mm of old England, have on hand a. good pieced puff paste. Cut it in small piecu six inches square and in the centre of and: put a. spoonful of raspberry, cumut. strawberry or gooseberry tam. Plan tho corners together. fold in half and press the edges, sealing them tightly. Fry them in a kettle of deep ht. - To prepare waterproofing for boots and sham mix topothor in I saucepan over the fire two parts of tallow and om part of resin; warm the boots and tg,'2 the hot mixture with a. painter'. hm: till thev will not absorb my more. If well polished before applying the muta- proofing they will take the polish after? ward. Danbury eggs are prepared " follows: To every well beaten egg add three taMespoimtuU of milk and a. taupoonful of sifted flour. Mix carefully and unto them in a hot pan, stirring them occa- sionally as you would scrambled eggs. To take out iron rust dip the spot, into I. strong solution of tartaric Mid and expose to the sun. When dry wet the article with warm soupsuda; rub the stain with ripe tomato juice, expose to the sun again. and when the Main is nearly dry wash in more sink. This is . good method. AgoodehocxrUte filling in made an follows: Boil togothrr half tcup of chocolate, half a. cup of milk and . want cup of sugar until very thick, and spread quickly lwtween 'soft layers of cake. Grease spots'on matting my be re- moved if the grease is covered with anch clmlk and than sprinkled with benzine. Ana the bonzine has evap- orsted, brush off the chalk and the spot will have tliroppetrtvd, Cheese may be kept. from getting mouldy by wrapping it in . cloth that has been dipped n vinegar and wrung nearly dry. The cloth should have an outer covering of paper and the cheese kept in a. cool pine. A mental stepladder, much more dur- able and stronger than the regulation wooden ladder. is I. meant addition to the collection of houmhold conveniences. A labor saving device though not es- pecially nvw, is the dustpan with long perpeetdieuLar handle. In use an: many a eriek in the muscles of the back. It is claimed that it Silva-me and especinlly knives, forks and spoon, we packed in dry flour they will rennin dry and untarnishod. - Bon.bon and fruit dialset. in Wm decoration and varied shapes ”plant some recent artistic production: in table ware. Black ants distiki; the odor of una- fm and red ants will disappear if Ill' phur is tsprinkled in the places they for qugnt. _ To make the have: of the rubber plant glossy and bright sponge them with milk. For removing threads and Min from all sort: or brushes there comes a. can." sttt) talas Titty. 1992 tlners., l tflushing the pipes and drain- once a. week with copper u solution will re- move all odors and sediment. k Rammed Eh Search. Paste J well. Self-Help. h DI