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CHAPTER X. Yj
Continued.
I wo* born lu England In tba.yatt
Christ, 1000, that rear being tba forty-
flrat ot the reign of the Virgin Qaeen
Elizabeth, In mg brother'* honae,
where I Bt present Uve-whfeh Is
naf, In tho. manor bouse ot Holden-
hurst, hg St. Edbjund's Burg; la the
. County of-Suffolk—:and am tbO young
' or ot the two soat of • Christopher
riTucman and Barbara, bis wife. Tho
two manon of Holdenharst, bestowed
on mg family by the eighth Henry
would have supported the dignity of
a baronet; but my father, unlike bis
predecessors, sought for no public em
playment, and viewed with Insider*
er.ee the acquisition of the highest hom
ora by men ot meaner birth, living In
peace and content upon his‘ paternal
acres at a stirring period when the
'fete of his country trembled In the bal
ance. Both my parents having died at
an early age, my brother succeeded
the estate and treated me with extra-
ordinary liberality, permitting me
share with him equally in oil), that he
had—except' the anxieties and vexa
tions which accompany tho possession
ot, property, and those he generously
kept for himself. When be took to
himself a wife my brother abated
nothing of his kindness to me, but I
was deprived of much of his company.
This event .took place In 1820, the
twenty-fifth ot my brother** life and
of mine the twentieth. ••
Now It so chanced that Immediately
or soon after the marriage of my
brother I conceived a very violent and
all-absorbing passion for a certain
maid, who, even at tbo tlmo’I was so
seized, I could not* but acknowledge
possessed nothing uncommon In beau
ty, talent or fortune. Nevertheless, fur
some reason which remains unknown
to me to this day I loved hep with an
Intensity of devotion which might ho
equalled, but could never bo exceeded.
My suit was well received, and ono
day. In responso to my request that
she would become iny wlfo she sent
- me a missive, couched In loving terms,
wherein she professed herself very
willing to accord with my wish, sub
scribed. “Tour loving wife that Is to
be." Tho messeuger who brought this
gratifying epistle coaid hardly have
returned to her ere I received another
letter from the same source.' it ran
thus, or nearly thus: “Think ot me no
more—try to forget me. Do not write
or come to me. I can never be your
wife," and appended was tho signa
ture of sbo whom 1 had preferred be
fore all women. I knew not what to
make of this, so pnused, thinking one
of us must be mad, and endeavoring
to decide who was that one, but I
failed. Then followed the only occa
sion In my llfo when I went where 1
bad been definitely told I was not
wanted. I sought my promised wife,
found her and talked with her, but
she would not acquaint mo with tho
cause'of her perjury, contenting ber-
eclf with the assertion that It must be
so. I loft her, not hating her—I could
hot bring myself to that-but with a
cynical, albeit Illogical, contempt for
all women—contempt which I retained
for many years after the Intense feel
ing I once had in this matter had died
out Shafts propelled by the envious
fates against the young and vigorous
do not often probe deeply, but for the
most part fall to tho ground blunted.
Not many months had elapsed ere I
begun to consider myself fortunate In
having escaped an alllnqco which I
had recently contemplated with so
much satisfaction, perceiving that a
woman who will deceive one man will
cs readlly deceive two or more men;
so that when soon afterward I learned
Of her marriage to nnotber my only
emotion was sympathy for the man
who had Won her love—that Is, sup
posing that she had any love In bee na
ture, or, haring it, suffered’ |t to con-
tfol her In her choice of a husband.
But contempt forwomcn had become
Ingrained with me. I recognised them
as maternal necessities, but could not
regard as serious anything-any wom
an might say; ntthc same time bold
ing It right and proper to employ any
means for their subjugation to my de
sires I am aware that my conduct
was as illogical as that of the apocry
phal debtor who robbed Peter to pay
Paul, but such It was, and It must be
noted ns well as other circumstances
of my career.
With his usual kindly solicitude for
my welfare my brother advised me to
travel, conceiving that familiar Inter
course with strange nations, and the
view of distant cities and wonders of
nature, was medicine suited to my
malady (for 1 had fallen Into a melan
choly moodl, and to that end gave me
a thousand pounds, nud took great
pains to furnish me with letters of
recommendation to persons of consid
eration abroad. The Earl of Arling
ton, whose estate lay contiguous to
the Boldenhursts, was our friend, and
In the King's counsels It
wer to help us much. The
sly lert his aid, and pro-
lottcrs to the English
}at Paris and Constantl-
to the most considerable
fbo principal cities of
It Is only necessary
* Ify one—that ad
dressed to Signor Pietro Simona, ship
owner, of Venice. Thus provided I
bade a tender farewell to my brother,
and taking horse set out on my travels
unaccompanied by a servant., ill eight
day* I reached Dover, having Jour
neyed by Why Ot Lbndon, quite safely
and Without adventure. At Dover I
sold my horse to an Innkeeper, who at
first offered me a tenth of his value,
and when I refuted It threatened to
carry me before a Justice of the peace
and accuse me ot baring stolen the
horse, I told him he was an Impudent
rogue, and that If I had the pleasure
of appearing before a justice In his
company I had Influence In my pocket
anfitclent to hang him on the nearest
gallows for so Insolently aspersing the
character ot an honorable gentleman,
whereon t pulled out of a satchel
which depended from my girdle a
passport signed by King James, with
Bit Majesty’s seal attached. When
he looked on this document the Inn
keeper turned pale and trembled, and
wlthopt further ado told out from a
long purse as much money as I bad
asked for the horse, and withal shared
with me a quart of choice canary at
bis own expense.
After diligent Inquiry I obtained an
Introduction to the captain of a
barque, who designed to presently
proceed to Calais, and he contracted
to transport me to France for twenty
shillings. It was two days before we
set sail, and the barque was no sooner
at kea than the wind proved contrary,
and We beat about the coast of Thu-
net In Imminent peril for a day and a
night, t was sore slckCwtm the tur
bulence of the sea, and almost starved;
for my Inclination for food was but
small, and the only victual aboard
musty biscuit and sour wine. After
two days of dire misery I was carried
ashore, more dead than alive,-at Dun-
klrque, where I recovered my wonted
health very speedily, though I soou
came near to losing It again by a sur
feit of oysters and onions prepared for
me by a fishwife ot that town. My
clothes were torn and spoiled by the
buffeting* I bad sustained In the
barque, so' I bought mo others of
French make, which served excellently
for a long time, being exceeding
stroUg, though such as would denote a
French mariner rather than an Eng
lish gentleman making tho grand tour.
When I was perfectly recovered from
the 111 effects of my voyage I bought a
horse and set out for Fnrls, spending
my money with great economy on the
way, and carefuly avoiding such com
pany ns I Judged might be dangerous,
for tbo safety of my thousand pounds.
Into which I had dipped but sparingly
as yet, and I doubt not my security
had an additional warrant In the fact
thnt I was tall nud muscular, at any
time prepared for combat with the
best man In France, in this manner
did I Journey across the continent of
Europe, staying many days In the fine
cities of Itouen, Paris, Dijon, Geneva,
Turin, Milan, Verona and Padua, ob
serving all that Is remarkable therein;
and so at last came to Venice, fair city
of .the waters. Inasmuch as Venice Is
beautiful beyond the power ot words
to depict, and I bad been traveling
with but brief rests for seven months,
I purposed living among the Venetians
one whole summer at least, and to In
deed It fell out, as shall presently ap
pear.
I had always heard that Venice was
the most beautiful city of Italy, quite
fascinating the stranger, who reveled
In a constant succession of delightful
surprises as he paced her stately
squares and colonades or luxuriously
gilded over the surface of her wonder
ful canals, with sky ot unbroken
azure above and historic palaces
nround, and so Indeed I found it.
Here, therefore. I resolved to stay un
til I bad mastered the Italian tongue,
of which at present I knew only In
considerable fragments, picked
haphazard since I had come to Italy,
and I rightly appreciated my want
when I presented my letters to Signor
8lmona, who spake no English. French
eould speak tolerably well before I
left England, thanks to Monsieur Fe
lix Lamonte, who, when I was a pupil
at King Edward’s Grammar School,
Bury 8t. Edmund's, Impressed upon
me the Irregularities ot French verbs
by the regularity of his floggings,
which were frequent and severe.
Touching this Monsieur Lamonte, I
retain to this day a vivid recollection
of his skill In tying up birch rods (for
he would use none but those he had
made himself), of the graceful curves
described by his right arm when he
flogged any of bis pupils, and ot his
boast that he could produce by six
strokes a posterloral agony as exqui
site as an English master could pro
duce by a dozen. Though In bitterness
of spirit I had often cursed Monsieur
Lamonte, I bad of late had cause to
think more charitably ot him, for he
wps a good teacher, and I now expe
rienced the convenience of bis lessons
as much as I formerly did the Incon
venience of bis methods of Imparting
It was a great boon to me to
be able to converse with Signor Si
mona, who was a good French scholar,
wfilch would not have been the case
I had been Ignorant ot French.
.When first I beheld Signor Pietro
Simona I was deeply Impressed by hi*
venerable aspect - His years the* num
bered *11
fatally SB mine (id now, Which
iB tfi uy seventy-ode, but he appeared
much older, his vitality being sapped
by bis Intense application to affairs of
commerce In early manhood and mid
dle age and by stress of recent sorrow,
to say nothing of the natural ravages
of time. Nevertheless be exhibited
traces of a nobility of feature* and
stature which an attenuated face and
bowed back failed* to obliterate. The
moment of my Introduction to him
was a painful one, for be bad just re
turned from celebrating the obsequies
of his son, and his only remaining
Child, the young and beautiful Anita,
WM administering td her father such
comfUH US WBs possible Ih the circum
stances. i had entered the presence
of the old man and presented my let
ters before I was acquainted with bis
unhappy condition, bat so soon as I
was Informed of it I sought tp with
draw until, a more fitting occasion
shonld offer.' The fair Anita, perceiv
ing that my business might divert her
father’s thoughts from the object of
his grief, wonld not willingly suffer me
to depart; so I yielded to her solicita
tion and remained. My boat was n
man of extraordinary Intelligence, de
lightfully frank and communicative,
notwithstanding a quiet dignity which
usually accompanies a combination of
wealth and Intellectual power. Of bis
grief he spake not, but I observed all
too many evidences of It. After some
conversation with him on general mat
ters It was eary for mo to understand
how this man bad from bumble be
ginnings risen to be the most opulent
shipowner In Venice. When I asked
his advice In respect of a house where
in to live during my sojourn In Venice
the old man regarded me with mild
surprise. “I know of no other than
this,” he said; "who comes from Eng
land with credentials such as yours
must bo my guest." These words af
forded me great content, and In Signor
Simona’s house I accordingly took up
my abode.
November 18. - A thorough mastery
f the Latin and French tongues
helped me greatly In acquiring the
Italian speech; sans snch equipment
I doubt not I should have failed, for
my method of learning differed greatly
from what Isprescrlbed by the schools.
Blgnorlna Anita Simona was toy In
structress, and her lessons occupied
nearly the whole ot every day. She
told me the names ot things, and cor
rected my errors of pronunciation, but
of grammatical rules she spake not; I
fear she bad but scant knowledge of
them herself. Though no Catholic, I
went with her each morning to mass,
which pleased her greatly, for she bad
a superstitious horror, of Protestant
ism. And here I may remark upon
the convenience of conforming to the
religious prejudices of the people
among whom one may be cast; It Is
both easy and politic, and may be
done by most travelers without strain.
My days In Venice passed with great
swiftness, as days of pleasure always
Signor 8lmona was a merchant
prince, and his marblo palace was a
storehouse of works, of art brought by
his captains from *11 tho countries of
tho world. Bis kindness to me was
very marked, and that of his daughter
yet more so. After many weeks of
dally expeditions to examine the won
ders of Venice, In all ot which I was
accompanied by the daughter of my
host, tho beautiful Anita showed In
many ways that she bad fallen In love
with me; and this circumstance occa
sioned me much disquiet. If I but
talked with any other woman, or ven
tured to express admiration ot a cos
tume worn by one of the Dogarossa’s
maids her pearly teeth would clench
and her dork eyes flash. It was a
great difficulty, and hastened my de
parture from Venice, with strange con
sequences disastrous to herself. I
would not love her In dishonorable
fashion for the sake of her father, my
host; nor wonld I marry her, for I had
previously resolved to measure the
faith of all women by the perfidy of
one, and my unreasonable distrust was
a: yet unabated.
To be continued.
The Kind of Man to Marry
By Beatrice Fa Irian
^HOUSEHOLD
iffy AFFAIRS
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STAINED FLOORS.
Floor, that are ***•£**«•
easily kept clean.
The material costa
RITKLY speaking, every gitl has an ideal man. Fortunately tor her
she seldom marries him.
Her Ideal is an Impossible person, With noble brow and piercing
eyes, commanding features and dear knows bow many other soul-
Inspiring attributes.
She does not talk mneb about her Ideal, bnt keeps him burled In
the depths of her heart and slyly compares him to every other nmn
she meets to the great disadvantage of the latter. ' .,
Then some day along comes Mr. Right and she forgets she ever * , t an q m i x with half
had an Ideal, or If she thinks of him at all, It Is only to wonder how she could * linseed oil and a quart of tur
pentine. A tablespoonful of Japan
dryer put In the turpentine will make
[lie aim us** -- -
osk stain, take raw sienna, add
over hare admired any other type of man than that represented by Mr. Right.
c* as as a u saissassacu «s*j tj vn ****•» . w ,. t ov U ,vu npu M ne A tflblespOOnfll!
And now, girl*, a word as to this same Mr. Right. In the first place the P
fact of a man’s being handsome or plain will not add one atom to your married
happine&s*
I ^member once bearing an old woman sty. “My husband was a very plain
man, but be was a good Arid kind provider* 0
The whole sum Of earthly bipploeeif does not* of course. He in the fact of
being well provided for, blit the Infill who provide* well and “kindly” for his
family Is pretty sure to be * gddd husband end father*
The young man who Is gentle and tender In his manner toward old people. ,
children and animals Is pretty sure to make A good husband* i
Not long ago a person occupying a very high position in this country sent j
It dry quickly. Apply with a clean
pnlut brush and «*«, “
doc. not make It dark- enough.
After the floor Is stained give it a
coat of Unwed oil. If the oil is reap
plied once s year the floor will always
look well. „
A KITCHEN CABINET.
Tliosa who have small kitchen* will
a request to t young man to walk with him on a certain afternoon. The re- | ™>s* wno na convenient,
quest was an honor nud nlmost a command. The young man wrote courteously find a kitche . •
qnest was an honor and nlmost a command. TUe young man wrote courteously .monstve cet the
declining the honor, bis excuse being that be had toiailc nn engagement to If r°“ And them too i • w|(h
walk wltb bis mother. Not mucb doubt as to the kind, of husband Ibnt man j husband or son „ n <jor the kit-
will make. . tOOiS to fill the i
Do not be dazzled by tbe man who talk! brilliantly and bolds the attention
! Chen table with drawers and shelves
of tbo entire room; do not be carried away by tho exploit, of the hero who
makes a brilliant dasb on the football field.
Keep your eyes open for the man thnt Is manly and gentle at the «ame time,
the man who I. not ashamed to lay that be doe. not like cocktails, the man who
I. earnest and doing his share of the world’s work. When you meet such a
man consider yourself fortunate If he offers yon his love. A good man can
pay n woman no greater honor tbad by asking her to share bis life.—New York
Journal. * ,
The Making of a Soul
Strangs Doings of tbs French Army.
A most remarkable feature of tbe big
sham battle fought on the plain around
Fort Vltry by 140,000 French soldiers
for tho edification of tbe Csar of Rus
sia was the repetition ot the very
strategy and tactics which the British
armies In South Africa long ago dis
covered, at a terrible cost, to be abso
lutely fatal In the face of modern rifles
and ordnance.
Against Fort Frcsncs tbo French
generals directed a “frontal assault”
—the phrase that Instantly recalls But
ler'* deadly and disastrous experience
on both sides of the Tugela River,
This mimic assault, tbe cable tells us,
was delivered in "heavy lines” across
an open plain tbat was swept by tbo
guns ot the fort. And, to cap the cli
max, “tbe position was finally carried
at tbe point of tbe bayonet.” And tbo
men who did the charging and bayo
neting were clad In uniforms of bright
red, blue and gold coloring, by way of
making the whole thing absolutely ab
surd.
If tbe Czar bat read M. Bloch's fa
mous analysis of the South African
fighting, which demonstrates that the
day of frontal assaults, bayonet
charges across open ground and bright
uniforms Is entirely over, what must
have been his reflections on the pre
paredness of his ally for real war?—
New York World.
SeewdlM* Powder X«t.
The chances ot smokeless powder
seem seriously compromised by the
recent Invention ot the Roman Gener
al GlUetta. Thanks to tbe latter’s
acoustic telemeter” It Is now possible
to ascertain the exact spot whence
the firing proceeds.— Manchester Guar-
By Felix Adler
HE common saying Is that man has a soul. I should like to
amend thnt by saying that we come Into the world with a kind
of phantom-llke outline ol a soul, a kind of shadow, which
we can convert Into a soul.
The whole aim and purpose of a man’s life ns I look upon
It la to got him a soul—to convert Into substantiality that
which la a ahadowy outline. In other words, the aim of n
man’* life li to become an Individual, a personality, to acquire
distinctive selfhood.
This may be acquired In two ways. Intellectually and morally, and the
work thnt we do, whether It be In busineai or n« a mechanic or In the higher
vocations, Is the means of developing In us a distinctive selfhood. That 1» the
kind of litany of labor that I wonld like to chant—tbat tbe glory and dignity
of our labor, of our daily tank, is to give ua a aoul.
This Is true Intellectually as well as morally, because tbat to which we give
constant attention Is tho means of enabling ua to master some one little field
of knowledge, to get down to bedrock In something, to gain a footing In reality.
’ The honest hod carrier, the sailor on his ship, the factory hand, as well as
your.prlcst and your President and your statesman, find In the things they do
every day the chance to become real, to get Into contact with reullty, and to lot
the solidity of reality flow Into them.
To get hold of things, to really know something, what n happiness that Is;
what a sense of stability It gives to n man, not to be a borrower, not to get at
•econd-lmnd, bnt to feel that somewhere we are masters!
It 1a the dally task tbat help* ui to do tbl*, if we. look upon It rightly. No
one can deal with real thing* In a thorough-going way without somehow dealing
with them In a unique way. Every man’* eye* look upon tho world from a
different angle. Every man feels things In a different way, and If be Is only
real he will develop distinctiveness. Ills selfhood will become different from
that of others, tbougb they be engaged on similar task*.
It seems n most audacious thing to say, but it Is true, that down there in
the counting house, down on tbe whnrf, down there In Nassau street, and not
In the church. Is the place where the soul Is born. Your dally task Is the anvil
on which you beat out your selfhood.
When this year la done and merchant* take ntock and calculate their profits
and losses, let them calculate how much they have gained In mental calibre,
how much the problems tbat have come to them have forced them to put forth
greater mental strength, or how much their experience has depredated and
lessened their mental power. Let them do the same with regard to character
They .will find that their true profit! or losses can be stated In terms of mind
and character.
What sort of a man are you getting to be? That I* the question, no are
always looking at the outward objccts-at what we do and get. but the real
question Is—what are we getting to be?
Even n philanthropist mny be a loser at the end of the year. His losses may
sum up greater than Ills profit*. If ho tries to work his pbllanthropy-ns many a
poor fellow docs-by base means, by resorting to Improper methods. In order to
compass the good ends. ,,
It Is not the service the physician renders. It Is not tho house the architect
builds- it is what the architect becomes himself while he Is building It. The
great question Is-what kind of mind and sonl Is he building up la blmsel.?
This Is my litany • n» -*-V —Verbatim by the New York Journal sten
ographer.
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for holding the rolling pin, spice box.
soda, salt mixing spoon, kitchen
knives and various other things that
you hare been trying to find a place
for. The shelves may he protected
from the dust by a curtain or door.
N’ow cover the top with tin, and you
KlU find it one of the moot useful ar
ticle* of kitchen furniture you ever
bad.
Marrying a Thing
By Dorothy Dlx,
The Most Famous Woman Humorist In the World
THE IDEAL KITCHEN.
The ideal kitchen should have large
uiudotrii, through which plenty of
light and fresh air can enter. It
should have an olled.hardwood floor or
one covered with linoleum. Oilcloth
will not answer the same purpose.
Linoleum is a warm floor covering,
and, though not so bright as oilcloth,
it is much more durable. The walla
may be painted, they may be papered
with enamelled tile paper, or they may*
be whitened or whitewashed. The ofd-
fashioned whitewashed wall has a'
great deal to commend it. . The white*
wash acts ns a disinfectant and thor
oughly purifies the wall each time it
Is applied; but It can scarcely be re
newed oftencr than once a year, and
cannot be cleaned except by a fresh
coat. A painted wall can be scrubbed,
but this Is a laborious process, and Is
not llke!y to be attended to ns often
as necessary. But a wall papered with
enamelled tile paper can be washed off
as frequently ns necessary with dean
cold wnter and does not have to be*
revarnished often. Euainelled paper
docs not absorb odors or smoky mois
ture as ordinary paper does, and, next
to the tiles themselves, which, of
course, make the Ideal kitchen wall,
but are too expensive for ordinary
houses, Is the best wall covering
kitchen. Some housewives obji
to enamelled tile paper on the ground
that It Is nn Imitation of the genuine
tiled wall, and that Imitations are in
bad tnste. But, while there Is reason
in this view, the enamelled paper !•
so clean nnd wholesome nnd so mucls
better than anything else thnt it seems
to be the only thing to be considered
for the average kitchen. Enamelled
paper can be procured In designs that
do not resemble tiles very closely, and
some of them arc most artistic.—New
York Tribune.
.J^oUSEHciS-
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KE of the greatest drawbacks to woman's real advancement Is
tlie senseless horror she bus ot being an old maid. Disguise
this as sbe will, bluff about being a girl bachelor and the joys
of a latchkey as sbe may, tbe feeling Is there tbat It Is a reflec
tion upon ber attractiveness not to bare a husband, and thou
sand* of women annually offer themselves up as aacrlflcei to
Hymen. Just to prove tbat they can marry If they want to.
Everybody will admit tbat a good husband is tbe best thing
that can happen to a woman, bnt a bad one Is so much tbe worst
that one of the great problem* of tbe world Is how to save tbe
woman from ber folly who la marrying not for love, but to prevent spinster
from being engraved on her tombstone.
Strangely enough, tbe answer to this enigma comes from China—tbe very
land that these misguided old maids bave been calling “beatben,” and In which
they have been supporting missionaries by means of making pincushions and
flannel petticoats, and knitting fascinators for church bazaars. In China a few
weeks ngo n young maiden of high degree had the misfortune to lose ber be
trothed by death just before the wedding, whereupon, feeling tbat her heart
eould never be another's, yet desiring tbe dignities and perquisites of a matron,
sbe was solemnly and with great pomp married to a red flower vase.
There, in a nutshell, you have the solution of tbe whole case of the woman
who marries just to bo married. Let her mnrry a dead thing, Instead of a live
thing. Nor Is tbe Idea so startling ns It appears on Us face. Mnny a woman
discovers after she la married that sbe has wed a whisky bottle Instead of a
man, nnd would be glad enough to swap It off for any kind of a flower vase.
There arc men so fall of conceit and vanity that their wives might Just as well
have espoused a gas bag In the first place. There are other men so stingy
and so bard to get money ont of that they might with advantage to their wive,
be cash registers.
The woman whose husband sits up like a graven Image all evening with
the paper glued before his eyes would find a wooden Indian Just as entertain
ing. A vinegar cruet might be substituted for many a sour lord and master
without bis wife finding It out. while there are millions of men so absorbed In
their business that they are no more company for their wives than a double
entry ledger. ,
On the other hand, the ndvantngca of being married to a flower vase hus
band are many and obvious. It would have no bad habits, It would never row
about bills. It would never complain of the cooking, and It would itever go ont Bl *tency of thin starch. Take up th'e
of nights. True, there would always be the danger that a red flower vase spouse, K “~' —” "
like a human husband, might get fell, or go broke, bnt these are risks that a
wlfd Is bound to take anyway.
lb u word. If the flower vase Idea can be popularized it will give a woman
all the privileges and none of the penalties of matrimony, and It Is hereby
commended to the consideration of the women’s clubs. As * happy expedient
Wheat Muffins—Beat two eggs, yolks
and whites separately. Add one cup
of milk, two tablespoons of butter,
then two cups of fiouf sifted, wltb two
teaspoons of bakiug powder and a
ptneb of salt. Halt fill hot greaaed
gem pans and bake In n hot oven.
Raisin Cake—Cream one cup of bat
ter, add one cup of sugar, one-half cup
of milk, the whites of four eggs, one
and one-half cups of flour sifted, with
three lercl teaspoons of baking pow
der, one-half cup of cornstarch. Bake
In layers and spread over Icing used
as a filling between the Inyers.
Rice, Creole Style—Chop flue a white
onion and two green peppers, saute
with halt a cup of raw ham, shredded
rather fine. In one-fourth of a cup ot
butter; cook about ten minutes, then
add n cup ot blanched rice nnd three
cups of beef broth, simmer twenty min
utes, then add four tomatoes, peeled
and cut in slices, nnd one teaspoouful
of salt. Cover nnd Uuish cooking In
the oven or in a double boiler.
Peach Cobbler—.Make a rich pastry
or puff paste and line a deep porcelain
dish. Fill with peeled and haired
peaches, sweetened nnd slightly
stewed. If desired. With ripe peaches,
however, this Is hardly desirable.
Drop in three or four cracked peach
pits. Cover with paste and hake in
a quick oven. When done break the
top crust lightly with n fork and mix
with the peaches. Sprinkle powdered
sugar over the top and serve with rich
cream.
Cream Sauce For Pudding—Beat s
piece of butter the site of an egg with 1
powdered sugar until It Is a light
cream. Set to one side. Put a cupful
of boiling water Into a small sance-
pan and stir Into it one teaspoouful of
flour mixed with n little cold wnter.
Cook nntil clear, smooth and the coni
for the misting man It takea tbe wedding cake.—New York Evening World.
bowl containing the butter and sugar
mixture, and while one heats It ener-
getleally let another pour Into It slow
ly and evenly the hot flour sauce It
the beating Is not Interrupted ' the
whole sauce will rise in a light, tramp
troth. Season with vanilla. Ur*
