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Istelle’s mother sat at the break
fast table reading a letter, a lcok
of consternation growing on her face
as she followed its contents. Estelle’s
father had gone down town to his
office before the postman had brought
the mail, and Estelle and her mother
were finishing their breakfast alone.
Baby—a little tot of four—was still
asleep in his room.
*Mercy me, daughter, what do
you think? Uncle Ned and his voung ‘
- son—whom we have never had the
pleasure =of seeing—are passing
through our town to-morrow and
will stop off to pay us a few hours'i
visit between trains. And what a
predicament I am in—Dßridget called |
home on account of a sick sister and
my laundress late with her work.
There isn’'t a clean napkin—a clean
good one, I mean—in the house, and
the best damask table cloth is soiled
from ths luncheon we had last week,.
Now isn’t it just the worst luck,
dear? I could almost cry, if erying
would help me out in this matter.
Uncle Ned’s wife is the finest house
keeper I ever knew; nothing ever
seems to go wreng with her louse
hold.”
Estelle sat thinking a minute.
Then she said: “To-morrow is Sat
urday. That's good luck, anyway,
mamma, for I shall be at home to
- help you.”
‘‘No, dear; you'li have your music
~ lesson to takg in the morning and
~ your Sunday-school iesson to prepare
- in the afternoon, and you know you
~ invited Sadie Martin over to spend
~a part of the evening with you. So
- I'tt just have to do the best I can
- and make my apologies to Uncle Ned
ang sowms Guwin Torok ) B
- though we are to be found in this
predicament, I éé‘—"nfibfi:‘_v I'E'ior!"i'_utiftfj
uncle and Frank are coming, for I
~always loved uncle as though he
- were my brother. You know he is
only a few years older than I am,
and Frank is just three years older
than you. So the visit—though
" shotrt—will be such a pleasant one.”
- Estelle had risen from the table
and was quickly clearing the things
away. ‘“Now, mamma, it’s getting
close upon school time, and I must
help you with the breakfast work be
fore I go. So let’s not fret ourselves
- about to-morrow till it dawns. You
know what papa always says, ‘Never
-cross the bridge till you come to it.’
So I have partly made up my mind
what to do for to-morrow; but I
shall give you my suggestion this
evening after school.” .
‘‘Hstelle, you’re going to be a
practical, capable woman; I know it.”
And the mother stopped stacking up
dishes long enough to kiss the cheek
of her pretty daughter, who was
bustling about as busy as a bee.
‘“Weill, mamma, I hope I shall al
ways know how to act in an emerg
ency,” Estelle replied, putting on a
big kitchen apron and beginning to
wash the dishes.
“And it’s the emergency thet puts
me all out and gets me flustrated,”
said the mother. “I never was good
at planning ways and means.”
‘“Well, we'll have our ways and
means this time,” laughed Bstelle.
Half an hour later Estelle was off
to school, her bright face serious as
she hurried along. *“Let me see—
I'll just drop by the grocer’s and the
butcher’s this evening and give or
ders for to-morrow. We'll have
roast fowl and caulifiower, dressed
with cream, and—but there's the
school bell! No more about victuals,
Miss Estelle Brawn, unless you wish
to miss your grammar lesson. Gram
mar doesn’t mix well with cauli
flower. So let things to eat wait
their turn.”
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That afternoon after school Es
telle hurried round to the grocei's
~.and the butcher’s, giving orders for
the following morning. ‘*‘You’d best
deliver the chicken this evening, so
that I may have it all picked and
prepared for roasting to-morrow
morning,” she said to the obliging
buicher.
‘When ZEstelle reached home she
found a new complication, Her
little brother, called Baby, had
crushed his finger between son:e
stones in the yard and required much
of his mother's attention. And there,
sitting in the rocking chair, the cry
ing ‘baby on her Ilap, was poor
mother, her face full of distiress.
‘‘Oh, daughter,” she moaned; ‘‘poor
baby’s finger is badly bruised, and
I just can’t put him down to attend
%0 preparations for to-morrow. I
guess you'll have to phowne to the
grocery and the bu——-—-"
“I've been at the grocery and left
cur order for to-morrow,” said Es
telle, stooping to kiss the now hushed
brother.
“Why, you thoughtful girl!” ex
claimed Mis, Brown. “But—
chicken? Why, how did you ever
think to get one? I hadn’t made up
my mind yet just what we’d have for
dinner to-morrow. Once I thought
we’'d just have a cutlet or a steak.”
“And I have decided on the menu,
if you please, mamma. For the first
course we'll have grape fruit. It's
0 much nicer this warm weather
than coup. We'll omit fish and have
the chicken, apple dressing, cauli
flower, browned sweet potatoes,
bickles, thin slices of bread for sec
ond . course. Then we’ll have a
mixed vegetable and fruit salad, fol
lowed Dby ice cream and cake. Then
cheese, crackers, coffee.”
“Well, daughter, that sounds
tempting enough to suit any one,”
declared Mrs. Brown. “But it will
require lots of work, and 'l be alil
o SUGCESS,
BOSTON FIRM RECENTLY OFFERED
L\ 8 prize for the best delinition of
o i\l what constitnted sucoess, R Kan
==y s Woman was awarded the prize,
7o and thi§ was her answer !
- “He has achieved success who has lived well,
langhied often, and loved ‘much; who has gained the
respest of intelligent men and the love of little children:
Wio has filled his niche, has accomplished his task:
Wio has lelt the world better than he found it, whether
by an improved poppy, & periest poem, or rescued Soui;
Wio has never lacked appraciation of earth's beauty or
failed to express it; who has always looked lor the Dbest
in others and given the best he had: whose lile was an
iuspiration; whose money & benediction. :
tired out and not feel like enjoying
uncle and Frank. It’s such a task
to prepare a dinner for company,
dear.”
“Not when you have a cook and
a cook’'s assistant,” said Istelle.
“What time does Uncle Ned ar
rive?”
‘“At precisely 2 o'clock, and leaves
)
“Then we'll dine at exactly 5,”
said Estelle. ‘“An early hour, but it
can’t be remedied.”
‘“What a little helper you are,
dearie,” said the poor mother, feel
ing that a load had been lifted from
her shoulders by this dear fourteen
year-old daughter. “But you said
we have a cook and a cook’s assist
ant, dear, Pray, who are they?”
“I'm the cook, mamma, and you're
the assistant,” smiled Estelle. *“‘To
morrow is to be my day in the
kitechen, and I shall be all rested be
fore the company arrives, too. The
dinner will be ready for the cooking
before they come, and all I'll have
to do is to put it in and on the stove
and let the heat do the rest.”
“I've spent the day laundering
some napkins, our best table cloth
and going all over the china and
silver,” egplained the mother, catch
ing some of Estelle’s enthusiasm.
The next day Mrs. Brown found
just how capable Estelle was in zn
emergency. The guests arrived on
time and found Mrs. Brown in &
dainty frock waiting to receive them
in the parlor. Estelle had decided
she would not appear on the scene,
as she put it, till the dfiner was
gerved., Then she’d meet Uncle Ned
and Frank at table,
Aiter everything was in readiness,
even the ice cream packed in ice in
the cellar, Estelle ran out on the
back porch to cool her face a bit
before calling the guests to dinner,
The flower beds in the rear yard
were still in bloom, untouched by
frost as yet, and Estelle decided to
gather another handful of posies for
the table, though she had already
placed a great bowl of them there.
.
Sy ol " g
Just as she was stooping to gather
some of the finest flowers she heard
a step behind her, and, looking
around, beheld a tall, handsome
Young chap of about seventeen years
of age. A smile flitted over Estelle’s
face as she rose and bowed low to
the stranger. ‘Ah, do you wish a
nosegay, sir?” she sald, prettily,
knowing that the youth was her see
ond cousin, Frank, who was doubt
less stretching his legs by walking
about the grounds after his tiresome
and long train ride.
“With pleasure,” smiled Frank,
reaching for the blossoms. ‘“And
whom have I the pleasure of thank
ing for these?” he asked.
‘‘Oh, Mrs. Brown's cook,” said
Estelle, dropping her face to hide
the look of mischief lurking there.
“Ah-h-h!” And Frank fairly
gasped. “Why, are you—you—ta—
a—" ;
“Yes, a cook, and you shall sam
ple my dinner in five minutes,” de
clared Estelle, “‘and I beg your par
don, sir, for being so bold as to speak
to you; but I think you are one of
the newly arrived guests, aren't
you?”
And then she tripped away,
going into the kitchen and closing
the door behind her, leaving Frank
looking after her in amazement.
“Whew! If she’s a cook! Well, I'll
eat my hat! She’s as pretty as a‘
blossom—and such manners and lan- |
guage and- voice! Why, I'd swear
she was a born lady.” |
Then he returned to the houge and
all went into the dining room, where
Estelle, shorn of the big Kkitchen
apron and her face blushing and
smiling, received them and was in
troduced to Uncle Ned and Frank.
“Cook!” And Frank took both
Estelle’s hands in greeting. “Wéll,
I knew there was a mistake some
where.” :
‘No, just a good joke,” laughed
Estelle. And then as they all en
joyed the delightful dinner Mrs.
ißmwn explained their dilemma re
garding their cook, saying: “And it
}is Estelle’s own dinner, planned and.
prepared by herself that you mnow
have before you.” s
“Ah, wonderful,” eried Uncle Ned.
“And now I understand why Estelle
did not come to greet us on our ar
rival.” .|
“If you'd caught her as I did—
back in ‘the garden,” said Frank,
knowingly, “you’d have seen her in
her kitchen regalia. And it's aw
fully becoming, too.” i
“You’d best pay attention to your
grape fruit, sir,” said Estelle with
mock gravity. ‘‘And as for kitchen
regalia—well, how do you like fiirt~
ing with the cook?”
Then the laugh was at Frank's ex
pense, his father saying dryly: :
“I'll have to keep a watchful eye
on you, Frank, if you're given to
visiting the little cook’s flower gar
den. Next thing we’'ll have you ask
ing her to take a stroll with you
through the park, eh?”
And so Estelle saved the day, and
the dinner and the visit were a de
cided success, and Frank at parting
said, bending over her pretty hand:
“Cousin, what would you think if I
should tell you that I should love to
correspond with a cook-lady?”
“In order to get all her secret
recipes for dainty dishes, I pregume,”
retorted Estelle. And again Frank
was the subject of laughter.—Wash
ington Star.
—_*—-
A Strong Endorsement,
“Madam,” said the teller of a bank
in Baltimore to a woman who had
handed him a check to cash—
“madam, you have forgotten to en
dorsge.”
A worrjed smile came to the wom
an's face; but she took the paper and
wrote something on the back thergof.
When again the teller looked at
the check he found that the womsn
had endorsed as follows:
“The—-— Bank has always paid
me whatever it owed, and you need
have no worry. Therefore, 1 f,»ndox‘se
this check. Very truly yours, Anna
M. Blank.”—Harper's Weekly,
The United States has the greatest
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> A§ entirely new method of serving
ice cream is the recent patent of a
New York man. He abolishes the old
system by means of a spooh. As
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pised that the insertion of the
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the piston causes the contents of the
cylinder to be expelled. The plunger
is operated in a novel manner by
means of a trigger which is set in the
‘handle convenient for operation by
the fingers of the operator.—Wash
ington Star.
The Frenchwoman's World.
.No one who has ever talked to a
-middle class Frenchwoman can have
failed to see that she is interested
in nothing outside her own country,
and in very little outside her own
family. To the foemale Gallic mind
the world Leyona French frontiers is
a world of barbarians. It is this
curious mental attitude which makes
our neighbors across the Channel in
‘a sense the Chinese of Kurope.—
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Authority,
“Going to marry Miss Mannigh,
eh? How did you discover that she
was the one girl in the world for
you?” ‘“She told me.”—Houston
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Demecracy Under Foot,
One of the Ohio Congreszmen tells
the following as indicative of the pes
simistic view of the average politician
when in the throes of defeat:
The day after the routing of Parker
in 1904 one of the Domocratic news
papers in the Buckeye State sent out
a circular telegram soliciting expres
sions of opinion f{rom various poli
ticiaus throughout the State, It is
claimed that the guaintest of the lot
was the report of one county chair
man, expressed in these terms:
“County has gone for Rcosevelt by
150. ‘The people are in minority.
Heaven help us!” — Philadelphia
Ledger.
Insulated Screwdriver,
Working around electric wires with
an ordinary screwdriver has been the
cause of numearous injuries to the op
erators. Contact with the live wire,
of course, results in a short cireuit.
How easily such accidents can be
averted is shown by a Connecticut
man, who has invented and patented
the insulated screwdriver shown here,
Instead of constructing the handle of
wood it is made of non-conducting
A\ \\
material. The latter also incases the
metal shank to within a few inches
of the end. This ailows ample sur
face for the operator to grasp and
operate the screwdriver without fear
of being electrically shocked by con
tact with a live wire, and is thus as-
Sured of protection from such accis
dents.—Washington Star.
The Red Breast's Note,
A deaf man was walking on the
railroad track with a friend when an
engine rounded a curve behind them
and opened its whistle full blast.
The deaf man gmiled and turning to
his friend said, “Listen; that's the
first robin I've heard this spring.”’—
The Argonaut.
Style Versus Fashion,
_ A coat may be fashionable but not
stylish, or it may be stylish and not
fashionable. I"aghion lis capricious
and ephemeral; sometimes sane and
beautiful, but frequently the fad or
fleeting folly of the moment. Fash
ion is for a day; style ig for all time.
—Tailor and Cutter,
The Chinese guilds of South China
are selling stock for the organization
f a Chinese steamship company to
run to San Francisco or Seattle.
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CKLAHOMA HONEY- l INE.
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OIL MEN'S DISCOVERY IN THE
HIGH LAND NEAR SAPULPA.
IPNV RNSRRLNINITEVAVNA99999999
Jerry McKay, a well-known oil
man from Sapuipa, related a very odd
story to a Democrat reporter to-day.
1t was that of a bee sting resulting
in the finding of a gold mine of honey
in the rock banks near Sapulpa.
M. L. Kelley and John Chaney, two
prominent oil men of Sapulpa, are
the parties implicated in the story.
Mr, Kelley and Mr. Chaney started
out Monday morning from Sapulpa to
drive to a well they are drilling on
the boggy land, seven miles west of
Sapulpa, The men were about half
way to the well when suddenly they
were attacked by a large drove of
beecs, The bees swarmed about the
bugey and stung the mon and horses
until they were compelled to '‘seéek
refuge. They whipped up their team
and drove to the cabin of an Indian
named Watahee, IHere they told of
their adventure and had the pain
alleviated by the Indian, who put
‘some kind of preparation on their
wounds.
In conversation with the Indian
concerning tha occurrence they were
told of the many bees in the hills
and caves about three miles west of
Hapulpa. They did not believe this
story at first. He said that the In
dians around his cabin were gotting
gallons of honey in the caves every
day. Thisg set the oil men to think
ing. That afternoon they went to
' the place he told them of. On their
- way they met an old Indian woman
i who was carrying two pails of spark
- ling strained honey. This encouraged
r them,
They came upon a big past oak in
: the field. This had been hacked in
several places and the honey was
dripping from the cut in the tree
into regular pools on the ground.
They did not stop at the tree, but
went* on to the caves. As they
neared the rock cliffs \hey could hear
& droning like that of sighing pine
trees, so many in number were the
~bees. As they camo closer they could
seo a Kind of black eloud hovering
before the rocks, There must have
- been fifty big swarms of bees around
the rocks.
' When they were close up to the
- cliffs they noticed huge cracks in the
- rocks, and large holes. In thege the
| honey was dripping almost in small
streams. There were some twenty
buckets and pails setting in the rocks
catching the honey. The Indiang are
said to break the cobs of honey with
sticks, and let the honey run out into ,
pails, A pail will fill in two days’
time. It is said that the finding of
this great bee indnstry by the oil
}men accounts for the great amount
of strained honey the Indians have
' been marketing. It was thought be
fore that the Indians raised the bees.
The oil men say that the sand
stones in the cliffs are just saturated
with honey and a little piece of stone
In a bucket of water will sweeten it.
The discoverers are at a loss to know,
| how the bees came to be there. It
da salq by Indians and other old
| timers in this section that about ten
years ago an old Indian who had a
few bees was killed, It is thought
by them that his bees went wild and
multiplied and increased in number
until at present there are millions of
honeymakers.—Tulsa Democrat, ;7
o/ iy T o Ml
Fought Fish With an Axe, .
Hon. Thomas McEvoy, of Chicago,
to-day performed the unusual feat of
catching a big fish with an axe.
Mr. McEvoy was wading out to
trim off some piles that form the
foundation for the pier in front of
his palatial summer home. Friends
on shore were surprised to see him
Jump almost out of the water, and
then swing his axe ag if he were at
tacking the winter's wood supply.
Five minutes laterhe waded ashore
with a thirty-two-pound red horse.
Mr. McEvoy said the fish tried to
bite a chunk out of his left leg, and
he had to kill it in self-defense.—
Paw-Paw = (Mich.) Correspondence
Chicago Tribune, :
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Mexico's Forgotten Towns,
The Geographical Commission ape
pointed seven years ago to map the
towns of Mexico has reported the dig
covery of 7679 towns which were
not officially known to exist and were
subject to no Federal control, While
some of these places range from 5000
to 15,000 population, most of them
are presumably small villages.—New
York World, L
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At the Boarding House, 3
“It must have been a very tender
hearted butcher who killed 'this
lamb,” sald the Cheerful Idiot, paus
ing in the sawing of his chop.
“Why?” kindly asked the oldest
boarder,
“He must have hesitated three or
four years before striking the fatal
blow."—=Judge.
Against the Open Pulpit,
Thirty widely known clergymen
and 1300 communicants of the Pro
testant Kpiscopal c¢hurch have peti
tioned Bishop Ozi W. Whitakeyr
against ‘the open pulpit,” but he res
fused to act, saving that he is fully
persuaded that the amendment s in
1o sense an infringement upon the
fundarmental law of the chureh.
In a Nutshell,
“DBig talker,” declared the Indian
who had been listening to a local
candidate, “Heap serap.”
“And what if he is not elscted?"s
“Serap heap.”—Kansas City Jours
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