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Cynthiz Walmsley sat at heg. desk, the kindly glow from a rose-shaded lamp lighting her rather plain fea- Be- fore her was an open rosewood box, meager tures into positive prettiness. its contents scattered in array on the desk leaf. There were two worn Which she had read for the tenth time that evening, as if she nad not known them by heart for years. They were just commonplace affairs ~~one of regret for not having re- plied to one 5f hers sooner, other a frank admission that writing letters was not one of his best ac- complishments. There were no de- clarations of undying love or admir- ation in either of them, nor any- thing of moment to cause unbidden tears to shine in Cynthia's clear, gray eyes. Then there was a handkerchief, She smiled as she remembered the he had loaned it to her, when she had cut her finger on an olive bottle 'at a picnic. Dear dead days! Who ever went on picnics and took olives these days? She assayed a trembly laugh. The other souvenir was a cheap aper fan, one which had been at er place at a summer hotel dinner, and which his autograph had made precious beyond words. She snapped it to and. gathered the foolish little keepsakes together, placing carefully inside the little box. "You foolish 61d woman," she said to herself, walking to the long mir. ror at the end of the room. "Can't you lot bygones be bygones? Are you going to keep those silly pieces of sentimental rot forever? You are clinging to an ideal which will never Amount to anything." You have gained a fairly successful niche in life, 30 be satisfied. See, your hair is graying at the temples already, and you will seon be angular where you are now slim. Because you had 8 near love affair once, now grow old gracefully and leave love for the young." Glancing at hfr left hand, Cynthia smiled and remdyed from the fourth finger a ring which she always wore. A curious twisted thing of dull gold, supporting ah amethyst of quaint carved design. Inside was the in- scription, "You can usually tefl Py is. 1891." Turing to the mir- r&f, sho was about to administer an- other' stern rebuke to her attractive reflection, when she heard her nephew's key in the lock. : "Hello there, Aunt Cynthia." was his breezy greeting. "I missed you this afternoon when I ran home from tho office for a bite. I had the £ood nows to tell you, too. Guess!" And he clasped his strong, young arms about her waist. "Oh, well. never mind. I'm so full cof it, I can't take time for you to have three sueases. I have thém Christmas Stockings. A True! Story. By Marshall Saunders, - : While on a trip through . Belgium and France before the war I noticed a Sertain clever ligt woman of the party a way of picking up inter. Eiing trifles and re as she 80, "Stocking." "Why stocking?" I asked one day. "Christmas stocking," she replied. "But you have no children." "I ave a husband." My eyes went to the grave and rofessor in the a Christmas "Why not? Idon't dare to miss a Christmas. He just loves his stocking. © "What do- you put in it," I asked, my mind busy with the tomes of the National Library in Paris and the suits of armouf in the Belgian mus- eums--they, according to my observa- tion, being the Playthin 1g of her spouse in his moments of relaxation. She held up a tiny coin purse stamped "Brussels," and when we got back' to She hatel she showed me a number of small articles beloved by men that she maid would cause the professor's eyes to glow with pleasure letters, the landed The 7 mill in Louisiana. leave in the] morning. Wonderful chance, cutest | little quarters, big chance for ad-| vancement an' everything." he ished in breathless eagerness. His doting auntie's eyes filled with | tears, a prgkeeding unfamiliar to her | fond nephew, To hh': she Nad al- | ways been the personification of} Success and womanliness combined; ever sympathetic and the best un- derstander a fellow could have, Beeing the consterndtion in his face she made quick to explain. i "Forgive your old auntie, boy. I am just a bit moony tonight, a privi- lege I do not often allow myself. I am so glad I could dance a jig for you. Only it is near Christmas, and I rather hate to lose you. It is aig- ferent from the day you left for training camp. There wa: a pride and sort of daze that helped that parting along. But this seems so sort of permanent. Never mind, it isn't so far away, and you can come home often." Don straightened his shoulders and threw hack his head in a way that reminded Cynthia forcibly of \ the job at the company's * lumber | THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG | In England, and all WHEN THE WORLD TRIES TO LIVE RIGHT. the Christian countries of Europe, in India, and the far-away isles of the sea wherever, | indeed, the intrepid missionary has] penetrated with the flag of Christen- | dom, and told the wonderful story of | with an observation near the 'close we must hurry out mow for a mine that Southern girls were world beat- ers, which led his astute aunt to sur- mise that there must be one of the species right near. Her tnoughts were confirmed within a few days) when a widly enthusiastic, incoher- ent letter arrived, contrining a de- scription of said girl and pages In her praise. : "1 liked her first when I learned her name was Cynthia," he wrote. "Then she does things like you do, |. and looks a little like yc. too. She is tall and slim and her eyes twin- kle. She understands everything I say, whether she answers or" not: She never lets me know by word. or: glance that she does not approve of everything I do, yet I know every time I do~-something just a little off, that 'she knows, and knows 1 know she knows. Oh, by the wry, her husiness down here is with the Y. M. C. A. welfare board. Sae made such a record in France that! she is in demand for more work than ehe can do. She never seems to tire, and pep, why,"--and so the letter rah. Cynthia did more than her usual amount of writing for the next week, loath to admit even to herself his father, her only brother, whose untimely death seme years back had placed the boy in his aunt's care. i "I reckon I am about grown, ! auntie, old dear. But we mustn't get sentimental here, when I have only a few hours left. By the way, your worthless nephew has a toshy favor to ask of you. Do you mind?" "Shoot, dear," answered his mod- ern aunt, with a twinkle of her fine eyes. "That ring you wear--" he stop- ped at the expression that crossed her face. \ "Yes, boy," she managed to say, "do you like it?" "Well, you have worn it ever since I éan remember, and if you doa't mind, I should like it for a talisman to start out with. It is the nearest to you I could hgve about me." With an effort he could not fath- om, Cynthia removed the circlet and placed it on his finger. "1 will wish it on fr luck, boy, dear. I had it 'made years ago, aud there is in inscription inside which I had just as lief not explain.' It is nothing of ny moment, just a re- minder of one of \the silliest things I ever did. Not a word from you, dear, and do not remove it now that I have wished it on, until your hap- plest dream comes true." The next day a little rosewood box was placed in a safety vault, with a pledge from its owner never again to indulge in foolish restro. ec- tions, and to dismiss certain things from her mind. All of which. was Proot positive that it. could not be done, A hurried trip to New York helped pass the first ten days of the y's absence. Upon her return she found two letters from him, one mostly about the plant and the bungalow wheie he was to "hang out" and the country round soout. what a pang of loneliness and jeal- ousy the boy's new happiness caused her. As Christmas grew nearer, she made engagements feverishly, for tear there might be an afternoon or evening wherein she would have time to mise Don so dreadfully. She arose early on the day before Christmas and tied up some gifts for friends in the city. As she finished the last knot and sat down to dash off some Christmas telegrams, she Was summoned to the telephone, "Shreveport calling Miss Walms- ley," chirped the operator. Soon Cynthia heard a warm, girlish voice. "Oh, 'Miss Walmsley, this is Cyn- thia Dent. Don wanted to talk to You, but I just had to. He is all right, so is everything. But we want you here for Christmas dinner. If you hurry you can catch the neon train and get here tomorrow. Please say you will" la a aazé Cynthia sald she sup- posed she would, and as soon as she had disconnected, reproached her- self for having been urged into a long journey at the behest of two impulsive youngsters, Besides, she would be so unnecessary in their glorious young schemes. Noontime, however, found her on the train, her mind busy with possible thoughts of her prospective niece and how they should get along. Next morning she descended into the arms of a bronzed nephew and a radiant young Cynthia, who whisked her away to .a hotel and up to a room which was flooded with warm Southern sunshine and fra- grant with many flowers. Y "You little beggars, t6 make much ado over my coming," said Cynthia by-way of masking how deeply she felt over it all, the meet- ing, the flowers and the very joy of] being with them. "It isn't all we have it a 80 it for, you by|if second was more of the mame. : when he reached out his hand in the fray of a Christmas morning and rought his stocking from his bedpost in order to gloat over its contents. "Well, I never heard of such a thing," 1 said, "I've filled many a stocking for children, but never one for a grown-up." i "Pll try one on you some time," she said demurely, "you never know how lovely it is to be a child again until you have a stocking of your own." The incident led from my mind, but shone out again when a year or two later found me far from my home and native land away down south in Dixie. A box followed me from New York--"Not to be opened till Christmas." . In the gray of the dawn I, too, ex- ored a g packed by the clever ittle woman. It was of immense pro- portions, made of Turkey red Sotion, decorated with sprigs of real y. Loosening the red ribbons I found on top a tiny Christmas cake with my initials on almond icing. Then a book from Boston, a purse like the Jrotessors from Brussels, a hand- rchief from Switzerland, a napkin ring from. Normandy, a tarlatan bag of candy like the ones 'we used to high on the Christmas tree down ia lest our dogs walk es and chew them to. tamarinds, (shades of my g ather and his ships from the West Indies!) a bunch of Malaga raisins, a bow of yellow ribbon in their hair! Ah! the sweet Spanish raisins a lopg shat," remarked Don. we used to get down in dear old Halifax by the sea--then some dough- nuts, homemade. I shut my eyes and saw our house kitchen with the butch- er leaning in the back doorway sampl- ing the hot fried cakes from the Boiling pot on the stove. Last, but not least, were the nuts and the orange in the toe---the lovely yellow Paything that 'we rolled ovér the floor, then devoured. A smile as broad as the Mississippi took possession of my middle-aged countenance, and I vowed to pass on a stocking to an. adult the very next Cliristmas that came; and" moreover since they recalled so much former bliss I must do more and more for the kiddies. I tried my stocking on an adult in 'Toronto last Christmas, but improv- ing on the cléver little woman's idea; I made it of coarse transparent net, so that the delectable contents might shine through. My adult was ecstatic, so I recommend others to carry on the blessing. Remember the kiddies, but don't forget the adults, ond THE SOCIAL SIDE OF CHRISTMAS Of all the festal seasons celebrated by Christendom there is mone that stirs the hearts.and souls of men as the anniversary of the incarnation of the Christ. That great, ceivable event, with its source of Inspiration, its aps peal to the uman 'imagination, hag ute, auntie. busness. See you in twenty mine utes, just give you time to freshen, up a bit" ° Her first impulse was to laugh, next to cry, then, she thought she must run away as fast as ever she could. quite cooly: to the door, the dressing table, which gave back a reflection of flaming cheeks and bright eyes. telephorg, then---- here, if yow cargo to wear it. the chance because I know you must have cared a little to have had this one made and to have worn it all these years. was to have so much silly about a grammatical error." corrected you; better; things meant more to me than any one thing. wh was me stutter and flounder, because it meant so much to me?" Lihat almost incon- rennial We have some urgent Cynthia took more than heér usual pains in freshening up, and the re- sult 'was gratifying evenm-to her erit- ical eye. thyst ribbon which encircled waist of her newest French frock, there was a knodk at the door. As she adjusted the ame~ the The bellboy handed her a card. the What she did was to 'say "Ask him to come up, please." She rushed to the window, back then to the mirror of She took up the house "Cynthia!" She turned to greet him, this man who had been but a dream for so many years. a little bald, and there were a few lines across his forehead. same old look was in his eves. Tears blinding her own, she held out her hands to him. He was a bit heavier, But the "What, why---how did you know?" she stammered. "My dearest, don't you know?) Your Don's Cynthia is my adopted daughter. died, he left his motherless little baby in my care, and I gave her the name of the only woman I have ever cared a hang about. I would never have" known where to you, after that flareup we had years ago, if it had not been for her. She came home two weeks ago with a severe attack of tonsilitis, and while she was ill at the hospital she gave me this to keep." When my best friend find Whereupon he took from Ris pocket her baloved ring, and placed in her palm. A "I have a more fitting one for yo 1 too What a young fool Ii pride his She placed her hand over mouth. "And what a fool I was to have to have known no in those days such ticklish I was trying to be such hbrow, and it lost me you." ou surely know by 'now that 1 started to®say that night omething which was making "Well," said Cynthia, 'ratherm breathlessly for her, "finish it." "Not starting out that way, for I can't be sure but that I would say But you do know, dearest, "That again. Cynthia put up her hand. you can usually tell," she said, and you had been looking inte. Cyn "But thia's eyes, you covid have been the sublime theme of the world's greatest poems; the ever lovely sub- ject of the world's greatest art. It has been celebrated in song and story, and the whole history of the last nine teenth centuries'is inseparably inter- woven with this marvellous time. Year after year it has been celebrat- ed down ages, and though the customs in connection with the cele- bration may change with the centur- ies, there is in our own day no ap- pearance of its joyous observance falling off. It is eminently a religious feast, and in dim old eathedrals and abbeys, in modern churches and in little wooden meeting-houses the joyous Christmas songs are sung. THE CHRISTMAS STOCKING. Hang up the Christmas stockings; Leave not a dear one out, And wake on Christmas morning © With ringing song and shout, For in the silent midnight Shall Santa Claus appear And crown with gifts of gladness The love time of the year. Hang up the baby's stocking. The cunning little elf Is still wo very uny A Many the, Techs stock g the mother's s Oh, very plain in Sant ng , Some one. must think for «Or she'll forget it quite. Hang up father's sturdy stocking Right here between the boys', And give him books and pape As he gives the children toys. Let. Santa Claus be careful Ahlgut the politics, For father has a conscionee That to the. right side sticks mother, { Hang up the old folks' stocking; Hang up the little girk's. with her silver hair, - Dear re a Sr piivar J Will both be very happy When dawns, in roseate cheer, The merry Christmas mo The love time of the year Bridges. "THE EMPTY ' There's an po Where a God blown dreath h Where ite fast » Christ's birth and life, Christmas day is set asife as a day sacred to rejoie- | ing, to opening up the heart to its best | impulses, to the abolition of envy. | malice, and all uncharitableness, to | the feeding of the hungry, the gloth- | ling of the naked, the visiting the | i sick, and imprisoned, and the making | iglad the unhappy. It is the one day of | {all the three hundred and sixty-five | ton which the world tries at Tedst to {live practically as well as theoretically | the ideal life as taught by the Christ. | It is needed a day of days. On it the {exile returns to his native land, the | wanderer comes home, the prodigal { looks back to his father's love, Famil- {ies that have been scattered over the {face lof the earth are re-united once [ more, drawn home by the sentiment { that Christmas inspires, one of the { strongest, most inerradicable senti- | ments because ' one of the earliest { fostered in the heart of the child. No | season so sacred, so beautiful as the | Christmas-tide, and no season that | exercises so beneficent an influence | upon the heart of men. Indeed all evil influences are impotent. Hundreds of years ago when the world was more superstitious' and more poetic than it is today, the Christmas season was supposed to eradicate for the time ti whole power of evil "Some say, that ever 'gainst season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is cele- brated, The bind of dawning singeth all night DE: the ong: And then, they say, no spirit ean walk abroad; * The nights are wholesome planets strike, No fairy takes, no witch hath power to charm, 'a So hallowed and so gracious is the time." ; then no THE SPIRIT OF WHITE NIGHTS, But if the English Christmas is an ideal one, so, too, is our Canadian Christmas, for ours is, of course, mod-~ elled on it. But we always associate our Christmas with a white, snow- | wrapped world, and evergreen trees; with merry, musical sleigh-bells, and divinely starry nights, or moons that convert the snow-wrapped world into | & thing of unspeakable beauty. Which f us has not been abroad at mid-night jon Christmas eve, in one of those ra- vishing white Canadian nights when the moon and the snow and the naked trees make up a scene of almost in- conceivable loveliness? When all the bells burst into voice and the night was one joyous melody, ringing in the Christmas day? And how one's thoughts went out over the great city, over the continent and vast heaving seas, to the little town in far-away Palestine, where all those centuries ago a little child was born of humble | parents, yet a heavenly host proclaim- ed his birth at midnight to the am- aged shepherds and sang, because of i this, "Peace on earth, good-will to men!" Wonderful story, wonderful night, wonderful time---is there any- thing in all the year like it? This | celebration of the birth of the divine child, makes Christmas so much the obildren's time throughout the world and the evergreen - Christmas tree with its gleaming candles, and glitter- ing Woe and mysterious fruit, Las become an institution inseparable time of gift giving and receiving--a now univer custom that Jrohably had its origin in the story of the kings that travelled from afar, led by a great star, to the city of David, to unconscious Babe, THINGS WE DO NOT OUTGROW. St. Nicholas, or Santa Claus, as the children love to call the jolly old pat- ron saint of the season, long ago set the example of giving, especially to the children, at Christmas time, and to this day there are 'grown ups' iaigst us who wisely love to per- pe the stories of hig tiny sleigh and reindeer, his Mysterious passage from roof to roof, descent down the sooty chimney, and his' chuckles of delight as he fills the stockings hung in expectation of his visit. One has nothing but pity for the children 'who are too sophisticated to believe p Santa Claus. most delightful memories of one's life centres round the childish days when we believed & Fipgae fof ih from the season: It is essentially a| lay their gifts befofe the heavenly ; Nuts and raisins are two distin guished foreigners of ancient line age and good breéding. ,. The pos sibilities of these two delicious ad- ditions te the daily menu are con- tinually 'being enlarged, and their limitations are disappearing with equal rapidity as they are admitted into dishes where previously they were unknown and untried. ; «It is scarcely netessary to "ouch upon the nutrition contained in nuts and raisins, thoigh this may be an urgent reason for their more geners al use; their greatest) claim on the attention of the housewife ds their well as with many meats and veget- ables. They are welcome at any one of the three meals In numerous delectable dishes, and they find themselves included in all sorts of]. social gatherings, from the dainty afternoon tea to the pienic lunch. There is no season of the year, In fact, when they need he excluded from the table, and' their price is not high when their value is considered as all-round standbys to add that particular "something" so necessary to vary the old dishes, and remove all 'danger ®f a wearisome familiar. ity. y New Bits of Flavor. With the addition of raisins, about half a cup to a generous dish of beans, quite. a new bit of flavor surprises and pleases the household. In making stuffed baked potatoes, try the combination of a few very finely chopped walnuts with the po- tato, ed by shaping into each cake a few or ged Ins, and Chlifornians slit their roast of beef and insert a raisin here and there, a touch which adds worlds to the roast. ' Tomatoes and peppers stuffed with nuts, raisins and bread crumbs are delicious, and quite new to many sewives. : Rous escalloping caulifiower, toma- tbes, egg-phant, onion or almost any vegetable, finely chopped nuts, mix- ed with the crumbs which form the top layer, add greatly to the flavor, and give an added food value as ewe d raisins make a delicious sauce, a good substitute for the more expensive fresh fruits in the winter season. Or, raisins combined with apple sauce may be served for a simple dessert at luncheon or sup- Pe Stutrea eggs which contain nuts as an ingredient are deservedly pop- ular in the school lunch basket, as are also sandwiches of jelly and chopped nuts, or nuts and raisins put through the food chopper to- gether and softened with: a little mayonnaise, or a combination of cottage cheese and nuts, or an ads dition of a few raisins to the pi- lad i da In the winter, when sa ngred- fents are few and high-priced, a very good salad may be made by adding raisins to boiled rice placed in small molds until chilled and firm. an served with mayonnaise on. lettuce. Baked apples are greatly improy- ed by filling the hollowed-out sent- er with chopped nits and rafsins. 'Quick breads containing nits and raisins are "of comparatively regent origin] and are not as widely waowh or served as they should be, Ste d thin and spread lightly with butte E jam or marmalade, they mae an excellent substitute for the sand- wich at tea} quickly and casliy ore. pared, they are delicious for break. fast; they plece out = Junctison which is not as bounteous as migh be, and for Sunday-night supper, "jhey are a repast beyond critielsm. RAISIN BREADS, Raisin Bread 8 cups flour. a 1 teaspoon salt. 4 teaspoons baking powder. £- tablespoons sugar, 1 jcup raisins. ¢ 1 egg. 1 1-2 cups mile, hi ns mi . Sr ingredients together and add the raisins. Beat the egg. sda it to the milk and stir into the dry ingredients. Add the melts fat, pour into = greased loaf pan and bake forty-five minutes. Raisin Beown Bread. .1 cup flour. 1 cup corn meal 1 teaspoon salt. 1:1-2 teaspoons soda. 1 cup graham flour. aising, 3 cups AOU milk or buttermilk. + molasses. olin sift the first four ingred- lents, add graham flour and raisins and mix thoroughly. Stir in the molasses and milk, pour inte areas. ed melds and steam twe hours. a baking-powder tans are used, this amount will fill four ene-pound sans. When bread od dane, dry in 'hot oven for five minutes. 2 hol f al 2 1-4 cups flour. 1<2 cup Sugar. i 1-4 teaspoon sods. 4 teaspoons halting powdeq, 1-2 teaspoon $ cups graham four, » dients together, ex Site a gredion y ORs cept ranam flour. Add raisins and graham flour and stir in "milk Hamburg steak is greatly Improv. | ye a SATURDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1019 A forty-five ed loaf pans 'and bake minutes. Walnut Muffins, 2. cups flour, : 1 teaspoon salt. 4 teaspoons baking powder, 2 tablespoons sugar, 1-2 cup walnuts, SP 1 1-4 cups milk. 1 egg. * 2 tablespoons melted fat: Sift all dry ingredients together; and' add the nuts broken in small pieces, Stir in the milk. well-beat~ en egg and fat. Pour Into greased muffin pans'and bake thirty mine utes. Graham Raisin Muffin 1 cup flour. 1 tablespoon sugar. 4 teaspoons baking 1 teaspoon salt, 1 cup graham flour, 1-2 cup ralsine 1 cup milk. 2 tablespoons melted fat. 1 egg. > Sift all dry ingredients together except graham flour Add raisin and graham flour, and stir in milk, well-beaten egg, nd melted fat Pour into greased muffin pans and bake thirty-five minutes. California Health Muffing. 1 cup flour. 1 teaspoon soda, 1 teaspoon salt. 3 cups bran. ¥ 1 cup raisins, eg. : 2 tablespoons molasses. 2 cups sour milk or buttermilk, 1 tablespoon melted fat. ' Mix and sift flour, soda, salt, and. add bran and raisins. Combine . well-beaten egg, molasses and milk and stir into dry ingredients. Adé melted 'fat, beat thoroughly and pour into greased muffin paps. Bake thirty minutes. Raisin Griddle Cakes. 2 cups flour. 3 teaspoons baking powder. 1 teaspoon salt. : 1-2 cup raisins, 1 egg. 2 tablespoons melted butter. 1 1-2 cups milk. ~~ Sift dry ingredients together, a: add raisins, chopped. Stir in t well-beaten egg, milk and meltc butter. Bake on a hot griddle ur til well browned. S -- CAKES AND COOKIES. . Chocolate Raisin Oake. 4 tablespoons fat. - 1-2 cup sugar. 1 egg. 1 square chocolate. 3-4 cup dry mashed potato. 1-2 teaspoon vanilla. 1-2 teaspoon salt. 8 teaspoons baking powder. 8-4 cup sifted flour, 1-4 cup milk. 1-2 cup walnuts, chopped. 1-2 cup raisins Cream the fat, add gradu. ally, then the well-Béaten egx melted chocolate, potato, and van- lla. Beat until smooth. Mix and sift salt, baking powder and flour, and add alternately with the milk. * Add raisins and nuts, and pour in. a shallow greased pan. Bake: rty minutes. Frost with boiled frosting in which one-half brown and one-half white sugar are used, Raisin Cake. pwder, po oy 1-2 cup fat. 1 cup sugar. 2 egy yolks and 1 whole egg. 2 cups flour. 3 teaspoons baking powder. 1-4 teaspoon salt, v 3-4 cup water. 1 cup raisins. 1-4 teaspoon vanilla. 4 i Cream the fat, add sugar gradu ally, and the eggs well beaten. Al- ternate the adding of the water and dry ingredients sifted together. Add the raisins and beat the mixture thoroughly. Pour Into a 'well greased cake pan and bake forty. five -minutes. Cover with boiled frosting made with the two egx whites and add one cup of chopped walnuts. ' Y Cake the Golden West 1.2 cup ft. 1 1-2 cups sugar. 1 teaspoon vanilla. : 3 teaspoons baking powder. 2 1-2 cups flour, 1 teaspoon salt. Sa 1 cup water, a 3-4 cup walnuts, chopped. ' Whites 3 eggs. LBL Cream the fat, add the sugar and vanilla slowly, creaming all well tov gether. ' Aternately add water and sifted dry ingredients, add nuts anid beat theroughly. Last, fold in stiff- ly beaten egg whites Pour inte three greased layer cake tins ane bake twenty minutes. Put togeti- er with Raisin Filling. Frost top and sides with boiled frosting made from the egg whites left from filling: Cake Filling. - 3-4 cup sugar. 1-4 cup flour. 11-2 cups hot water. A cup raisins. ' § te n butter. 1 tablespoon lemon juice. beaten egg yolks. cook five add butter and lemon juices and sligh bef between and molasses. Pour into two gress- i it THE NEIGHBORLINESS OF CHRISTMAS,