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THE BRETHREN
A Romance of the Crusades
BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.
(Continued from Last Sunday’s News.)
CHAPTER XIIL
THE EMBASSY.
The brethren and Rosamund looked
at each other, for having so tauoh to
say it seemed that they could not
speak. Then with a low cry Rosa
mund said:
“Oh, let us thank God, Who, after
all these black months of travel and
of danger, has thus brought us to
gether again,” and kneeling down
there together in the guest hall of the
lord of Death, they gave thanks earn
estly enough.
Then, moving to the center of the
chamber where they thought that none
would hear them, they began to speak
in low voices and in English.
“Tell you your tale first, Rosamund,”
said Godwin.
She told it as shortly as she could,
they listening without a word.
Then Godwin spoke and told her
theirs. Rosamund listened, and asked
a question almost in a whisper.
“Why does that beautiful dark-eyed
woman befriend you?”
“I do not know,” answered Godwin,
“unless it is because of the accident
of my having saved her from the
lion.”
Rosamund looked at him and smiled
a little, and Wulf smiled also. Then
she said:
"Blessings be on that lion and all
its tribe! I pray that she may not
soon forget the deed, for it seems that
our lives hang upon her favor. How
strange is this story, and how desper
ate our oaae! How strange also that
you should have come on hither
against her oounsel, which, seeing
what we have, I think was honest.”
"We were led,” answered Godwin.
“Your father had wisdom at hie
death, and saw what we could not
see.”
“Aye," added TWlf. “but I would
that It had been in some other place,
tor I fear this lord Al-Je-bal at whose
nod men hutfl themselves to death.”
“He is hateful,” answered Rosa
mund, with a shudder; "worse even
than the knight Lozelle, and when he
ihoes hig eyes on me, my heart grows
siok. Ohl that we could escape this
place!”
"An ell in an osier trap has more
chance of freedom,” said Wulf, gloom
ily. “Let us at least be thankful that
* are caged together—for how long
I wonder."
As he spoke Masouda appeared, at
tended by waiting women, and, bowing
to Rosamund, said:
"It Is the will of the Master, lady
that I lead you to the chambers that
have been made ready for you, there
lb rest until the hour of the feast.
Fear not; you shall meet your breth
ren then. You knights have leave, If
It so pleases you, to exercise your
btwses in the garden. They stand sad
dled In the courtyard, to which this
woman will bring you.” and she point
ed to one of those two maids who had
cleaned the armour, “and with them
ato guides and an escort.”
"She means that we must go,” mut
tered Godwin, adding aloud, "fare
well, sister, until to-(ght."
So they parted, unwillingly enough.
In the courtyard they found the
horses, Flame and Smoke, as they had
been told, also a mounted escort of
four flerce-looking fedals and an offi
cer. When they were in the saddle,
this man, motioning to them to fol
low him, passed by an archway out
of the courtyard into the gardens.
Hence ran a broad road strewn with
aad, along which he began gallop.
This road followed the gulf which en
circled the citadel and inner town of
Masyaf, that was, as it were, an is
land on a mountain top with a cir
cumference of over three miles.
As they went, the gulf always on
their right hand, holding in their
horses to prevent their passing that
of the guide, swift as it was, they saw
another troop approaching them. This
was also praceded by an officer of the
Assassins, as these servants of Al-je
bal were called by the Franks, and
behind him, mounted on a splendid
coal-black steed and followed by
guards, rode a mail-clad Frankish
knight.
“It is Lozelle,” said Wulf, "upon
the horse that Sinan promised him.”
At the sight of the man a fury took
hold of Godwin. With a shout of
warning he drew his sword. Lozelle
saw, and out leapt his blade In an
swer. Then sweeping past the officers
who were with them and reining up
their steeds, in a second they were
face to face. Lozelle struck first and
Godwin caught the stroke upon his
buckler, but before he could return 1t
the fedals of either party rushed be
tween them and thrust them asun
der.
'A pity,” said Godwin, as they
dragged his horse away. "Had they
left us alone I think, brother, I might
have saved you a moonlight duel.”
“That I do not want to miss, but
the chance at his head was good if
those fellows would have let you take
It,” answered Wulf reflectively.
Then the horses began to 'gallop
again, and they saw no more of Lozelle.
Now, skirting the edge of- the town,
they came to the narrow, wajl-less
bridge that spanned the gulf between
It and the outer gate and city. Here
the officer wheeled his horse, and, beck
oning to them to follow, charged it
at full gallop. After him went the
brethren— Godwin first, then Wulf. In
the deep gateway on the further side
they reined up. The captain turned,
and began to gallop back faster than
he had come—as fast, Indeed, as his
good beast would travel.
"Pass him!” cried Godwin, and shak
ing the reins loose upon the neck of
h called to it aloud.
Forward it sprang, with Smoke at
Its heels. Now they had overtaken
the captain, and now even on that
narrow way they had swept past him.
Not an inch was there to spare be
tween them and the abyss, and the
man, brave as he was, expecting to
he thrust to death, clung to his horse’s
mane with terror in his eyes. On the
rity side the brethren pulled up laugh
ing among the astonished fedals who
had waited for them there.
“By the Signet.” cried the officer,
thinking that the knights could not
understand, “these are not men; they
are devils, and their horses are goats
of the mountains. I thought to fright
en them, but it’s I who was frighten
ed, for they swept past me like eagles
of the air."
“Gnllant riders and swift, well-train
ed steeds," answered one of the fedal
with admiration in his voice. "The
fight at the full moon will be worth
our seeing,"
Then once more they took ths sand
strewn road and galloped on. Thrice
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they passed round the city thus, the
last time by themselves, for the cap
tain and the fedai were far outstripped.
Indeed it was not until they had un
saddled Flame and Smoke In their stalls
that these appeared, spurring their
foaming horses. Taking no heed of
them, the brethren -thrust aside the
grooms, dressed their steeds down, fed
and watered them.
Then having seen them eat, there
being no mere to do, they walked back
to the guest-house, hoping to find Rosa
mund. But they found no Rosamund,
so sat down together and talked of
the wonderful things that had befallen
them, and of what might befall them
in the future; of the mercy of Heaven
also which had brought them all three
together safe and sound, although it
was in this house of hell. So the time
passed on, till about the hour of sun
set the women servants came and led
them to the bath, where the black
slaves washed and perfumed them,
clothing them in fresh robes above
their armour.
When they came out the sun w'as
down, and the women, bearing torches
in their hands, conducted them to a
great and gorgeous hall which they
had not seen before, built of stone but
with a carved and painted roof. Along
one side of this hall, that was lit with
cressets, were *a number of round
headed open arches supported by ele
gant columns, and beyond them a mar
ble terrace with flights of steps which
led to the gardens beneath. On the
floor of this hall, each seated upon his
cushion beside low tables inlaid with
pearl sat the guests, a hundred or
more, all dressed in white robes on
which the red dagger was blazoned,
and all as silent as though they were
asleep.
When the brethren reached the place
the women left them, and servants
with gold chains round their necks es
corted them to a dais in the middle of
the hall where there were many cush
ions, as yet unoccupied, arranged in
a semicircle, of which the center was
a divan higher and more gorgeous
than the rest.
Here places were pointed out to
them opposite the divan, and they took
their stand by them. They had not
long to wait, for presently there was
a sound of music, and, heralded by
troops of singing women, the lord
Sinan approached, walking slowly down
tlie length of the great hall. It was
a strange procession, for after the wo
men came the aged, white robed dais,
then the lord Al-je-bal himself, clad
now in his blood-red, festal robe, and
wearing jewels on his turban.
Around him marched four slaves,
black as ebony, each of whom held a
flaming torch on high, while behind fol
lowed the two gigantic guards who
had stood sentry over him when he
under the canopy of justice. As he
advanced down the hall every man
in it rose and prostrated himself, and
so remained until their lord was seat
ed, save only the two brethren, who
stood erect like the survivors among
the slain of a battle. Settling him
self among the cushions at one end
of the divan, he waved his hand,
whereon the feasters, and with them
Godwin and Wulf, sat themselves
down.
Now there was a pause, while Sinan
glanced along the hall impatiently.
Soon the brethren saw why, since at
the end opposite to that by which he
had entered appeared more singing
women, and after them, also escorted
by four black torch-bearers, only these
were women, walked Rosamund, and,
behind her, Masouda.
Rosamund it was without doubt, but
Rosamund transformed, for now she
seemed an Eastern queen. Round her
head was a coronet of gems from
whioh hung a veil, but not so as to
hide her face. Jewelled, too, were her
heavy plaits of hair, jewelled the rose
silk garments that she wore, the gir
dle at her waist, her naked, ivory
arms and even the slippers on her feet.
As she approached in her royal-look
ing beauty all the guests at that
strange feast stared first at her and
next at each other. Then as though
by a single Impulse they rose and
bowed.
“What can this mean?” muttered
Wulf to Godwin as they did likewise.
But Go'dwin made no answer.
On came Rosamund, and now, be
hold! the lord Al-je-bal rose also and,
giving her his hand, seated her by
him on the divan.
"Show no surprise, Wulf,” muttered
Godwin, who had caught a warning
look in the eyes of Masouda as she
took up her position behind Rosa
mund.
Now the feast began. Slaves run
ning to and fro, set dish after dish
filled with strange and savory meats,
upon the little inlaid tables, those that
were served to Sinan and his guests
fashioned, all of them, of silver or of
gold.
Godwin and Wulf ate, though not
for hunger’s sake, but of what they
ate they remembered nothing who
were watching Sinan and straining
their ears to catch all he said without
seeming to take note or listen. Al
though she strove to hide R and to
appear indifferent* it was plain to them
that Rosamund was much afraid.
Again and again Sinan presented to
her choice morsels of food, sometimes
on the dishes and sometimes with his
fingers, and these she was obliged to
take. All the while also he devoured
her with his fierce eyes so that she
shrank away from him to the furthest
limit of the divan.
Then wine, perfumed and spiced,
was brought in golden cups, of which,
having drunk, he offered to Rosamund.
But she shook her head and asked Ma
souda for water, saying that she touch
ed nothing stronger, and it was given
her, cooled with snow. The brethren
asked for water also, whereon Sinan
looked at them suspiciously and de
manded the reason. Godwin replied
through Masouda that they were un
der an oath to touch no wine till they
returned to their own country, having
fulfilled their mission. To this he an
swered meaningly that it was good and
right to keep oaths, but he feared that
theirs would make them water drink
ers for the rest of their lives, a saying
at which their hearts sank.
Now the wine that he had drunk
took hold of Sinan, and he began to
talk who without it was so silent.
“You met the Frank Lozelle to-day,”
he said to Godwin, “when riding in
my gardens, and drew your sword on
him. Why did you not kill him? Is
he the better man?”
“It seems not, as I sit here unhurt,
lord,” answered Godwin. "Your serv
ants thrust between and separated
ui."
"Aye,” replied Sinan, "I remember;
they had ordera. Still, I would that
you had killed him, the unbelieving
dog, who has dared to lift his eyes
to this Rose of Rosea, your sister.
Fear not," he went on, addreaslng
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Rosamund, "he shall offer you no more
insult, who are henceforth under the
protection of the Signet,” and stretch
ing out his thin, cruel-looking hand,
on which gleamed the ring of power,
he patted her on the arm.
All of these things Masouda trans
lated, while Rosamund dropped her
head to hide her face, though on it
were not the blushes that he thought,
but loathing and alarm-
Wulf glared at the Al-je-bal, whose
head by good fortune was turned
away, and so fierce was the rage
swelling in his heart that a mist seem
ed to gather before his eyes, and
through it this devilish chief of a
people of murderers, clothed in his
robe of flaming red, looked like a man
steeped in blood. The thought came
to him suddenly that he would make
him what he looked, and his hand
passed to his sword hilt. But God
win saw the terror in Masouda’s eyes,
saw Wulf's hand also, and guessed
what was about to chance. With a
swift movement of his arm he struck
a gilden dish from the table to the
marble floor, then said in a clear voice
in French:
"Brother, be not so awkward; pick
up that dish and answer the lord Si
nan as is your right—l mean, touch
ing the matter of Lozelle.”
Wulf stooped to obey, and his mind
cleared which had been so near to
madness.
"I wish it not, lord,” he said, "who,
if I can, have your good leave to slay
this fellow on the third night from
now. If I fail, then let my brother
take my place, but not before."
“Yes, I forgot," said Sinan. "So I
decreed, and that will be a fight I
wish to see. If he kills you then your
brother shall meet him. And if he
kills you both, then, perhaps, I, Sinan,
will meet him—in my own fashion.
Sweet lady, knowing where the course
is laid, say, do you fear to see this
fray?"
Rosamund’s face paled, but she an
swered proudly:
“Why should I fear what my breth
ren do not fear? They are brave
knights, bred to arms, and God, in
Whose hand are all our destinies—even
yours, O Lord of Death—He will
guard the right.”
When this speech was translated to
him Sinan quailed a little, then he
answered:
“Lady, know that I am the Voice
and Prophet of Allah—aye, and his
sword to punish evil-doers and those
who do not believe. Well, if what I
hear is true, your brethren are skill
ed horsemen who even dared to pass
my servant on the narrow bridge, so
victory may rest with them. Tell me
which of them do you love the best,
for he shall first face the sword of Lo
zelle.”
Now as she prepared herself to an
swer Masouda scanned her face
through her half-closed eyes. But,
whatever she may have felt within,
it remained calm and cold as though
it were cut in stone.
“To me they are as one man,” she
said. ■‘When one speaks, both speak.
I love them equally.”
“Then, Guest of my heart, it shall
go as I have said, brother Blue-eyes
shall fight first, and if he falls then
brother Grey-eyes. The feast is ended,
and it is my hour for prayer. Slaves,
bid the people fill their cups. Lady, I
pray of you, stand forward on the
dais.”
She obeyed, and at a sign the black
slave-women gathered behind her with
their flaming torches. Then Sinan
rose also, and cried with a loud
voice:
“Servants of Al-je-bal, pledge, I com
mand you, this Flower of flowers, the
high-born Princess of Baalbec, the
niece of the Sulfan. Salah-ed-din, whom
men ca.ll the Great,” and he sneered,
“tnough he be not so great as I, this
Queen of maids who soon ” And
checking himself, he drank of his
wine, then with a low bow presented
the empty jewelled cup to Rosamund.
All the company drank also, and
shouted till the hall rang, for her love
liness as she stood thus in the fierce
light of the torches, aflame as these
men were with the vision-breeding wine
of Al-je-bal, moved them to madness.
"Queen! Queen!” they shouted.
“Queen of our Master and of us all!”
Sinan heard and smiled. Then, mo
tioning for silence, he took the h'and
of Rosamund and kissed it, and turn
ing, .passed from the hall preceded by
his sli jing women and surrounded by
his dais and guards.
Godwin and Wulf stepped forward to
speak with Rosamund, but Masouda in
terposed herself between them, saying
in a cold, clear voice:
“It is not permitted. Go, knights,
and cool your brows In yonder garden,
where sweet water runs. Your sister
Is in charge. Fear not, for she Is
guarded.”
"Come,” said Godwin to Wulf; "we
had best obey.”
So together they walked through the
crowd of those feasters that remained,
for most of them had already left
the hall, who made way, not without
reverence, for the brethren of this new
star of beauty, on to the terrace, and
from the terrace into the gardens. Here
they stood awhile in the sweet fresh
ness of the night, which was very
grateful, after the heated, perfume
laden air of the banquet: then began
to wander up and down among the
scented trees and'flowers. The moon,
floating in a cloudless sky, was almost
at its full, and by her light they saw
a w’ondrous scene. Under many of
the trees and in tents set about here
and there, rugs were spread, and to
them came men who had drunk of the
wine of the feast, and cast themselves
down to sleep.
“Are they drunk?” asked Wulf.
‘"lt would seem so," answered God
win.
Yet these men appeared to be mad
rather than drunk, for they walked
steadily enough, but with wide-set,
dreamy eyes; nor did they seem to
sleep upon the rugs, but lay there star
ing at the sky and muttering with
their lips, their faces steeped in a
strange, unholy rapture. Sometimes
they would rise and walk a few paces
with outstretched arms, till the arms
closed as though they clasped some
thing invisible, to which they bent
their heads to babble awhile. Then
they walked back to their ruga again
where they remained silent.
As they lay thus, while-veiled wom
en appeared, who crouched by the
heads of these sleepers, murmuring
Into their ears, and when from time
to time they sat up. .gave them to
drink from cups they carried, after
partaking of which they lay down
again and became quite senseless.
Only the women would move on to
others snd serve them likewise. Home
of them approached the brethren with
a stow, gliding motion, and offered
them the cup, buf they walked for
ward, taking no notice, whereupon the
girie left them, laughing softly, and
saying such things aa "To-morrow we
shell meet,'* or Soon you will be
glad to drink end enter Into paradise "
•■When the time some* doubtless we 1
shall be glad—who have dwelt here,”
answered Godwin gravely, but as he
spoke in French they did not under
stand him.
“Step out. brother.” said Wulf. “for
at the very sight of those rugs I
grow sleepy, and the wine in the cups
sparkles as bright as their bearers'
eyes.”
So they walked on towards the sound
of a waterfall, and. when they came
to it, drank, and bathed their faces
and heads.
■‘This is better than their wine," said
Wulf. Then, catching sight of more
women flitting round them, looking
like ghosts amid the moonlit glades,
they pressed forward till they reached
an open sward where there were no
rugs, no sleepers, and r.o cup-bearers.
“Now," said Wulf. halting, “tell me
what does all this mean?"
“Are you deaf and blind?” asked
Godwin. "Cannot you see that yonder
fiend is In love with Rosamund, and
means to take her, as he well may
do?”
Wulf groaned aloud, then answer
ed:
“I swear that first I will send Ills
soul to hell, even though our own
must keep It company."
“Aye,” answered Godwin, "I saw;
you went near to It to-night. But
remember, that is the end for all of
us. Let us wait then to strike until
we must—to save her from worse
things.”
“Who knows that we may find an
other chance? Meanwhile, meanwhile
—” and again he groaned.
“Among those ornaments that hung
about the waist of Rosamund I saw
a jewelled knife,” answered Godwin,
sadly. “She can be trusted to use it If
need be, and after that we can be
trusted to do our worst. At
least, I think that we should die In
a fashion that should be remembered
In this mountain.’
As they spoke, they had loitered to
wards the edge of the glade, and halt
ing there stood silent, till presently
from under the shadow of a cedar tree
appeared a solitary white-robed wo
man.
“Let us be going,” said Wulf; “here
is another Of them with her accursed
cup.”
But before they could turn the wo
man glided up to them and suddenly
unveiled. It was Masouda.
“Follow me, brothers Peter and
John," she said in a laughing whisp
er. "I have words to say to you. What!
you will not drink? Well, it is wisest."
And emptying the cup upon the ground
she flitted ahead of them.
Silently as a wi'alth she went, now
appearing in the open spaces, now
vanishing beneath the dense gloom of
cedar boughs, till she reached a naked
lonely rock which stood almost upon
the edge of the gulf. Opposite to this
rock vas a great mound such as an
cient peoples reared over the bodies
of their dead, and in the mound, cun
ningly hidden by growing shrubs, a
massive door. Masouda took a key
from her girdle, and, having looked
around to see that they were alone,
unlocked it.
"Enter,” she said, pushing them be
fore her.
They obeyed, and through the dark
ness within heard her close the door.
"Now we are saff* awhile,” she said
with a sigh, “or, at least, so I think.
But I will lead you to where there is
more light.”
Then, taking each of them by the
hand, she went forward along a smooth
incline, till presently they saw the
moonlight, and by it discovered that
they stood at the mouth of a cave which
was fringed with bushes. Running
up from the depths of the gulf below
to this opening was a ridge or shoulder
of rock, very steep and narrow.
(Continued in next Sunday's News.)
eleventh Hour
REMEMBRANCES.
(Continued from Opposite Page.)
pins and as many white, using half a
paper of the latter, and half a dozen
veil pins, either In black or colors.
If the gift is for a young girl, pearl
headed pins of various lengths, and at
least one card of the fancy pins, show
ing heads in various colors to match
the jewels used in passementerie, such
as emeralds, garnets, sapphires, etc.
These are extremely useful in catch
ing down collars, stocks and vests,
where fancy trimming is employed.
When the sheet is fully equipped with
pins, roll it up aa you would an old
fashioned housewife and tie it with
two shades of narrow ribbon, which
have been fastened to the center of
one end of the sheet.
Variety In Stock*.
The new stocks present such singu
lar combinations of materials that no
girl should throw away a single scrap
of lace, ribbons or trimming of any
sort. They are Just the things need
ed to evolve a little Christmas gift.
Avery dressy stock shown at a
neckwear counter could be made from
left-overs. The most striking feature
of this dainty accessory was a bow
of chiffon, laid in pleats for all the
world like half an open fan, the pleats
growing shorter and shorter on the
right side. The end of each pleat was
finished with a small lace medallion
and on the left side the eage of the
longest pleat was outlined by a strand
of baby velvet ribbon in coral pink,
caught at intervals with a single bow,
in the heart of which was a single
pearl bead.
This bow was attached to a stock of
medium hight built on a white chiffon
form. The lower two-thirds of the
collar was velvet, showing a double
fold of coral pink panne velvet. The
upper third overlapping the lower
part of the stock, was built of medal
lions matching those on the tie.
Colors for Neckwear.
Pale colors enter largely Into dressy
neckwear, and both pale pink and blue
ore popular. A stock built of white
chiffon is set off with straps of baby
blue velvet, and falling from a smart
looking bow of white chiffon is a
shower of small buds, made from
pale-blue chiffon.
The ribbon flowers which were so
popular last year have been replaced
by the more delicate chiffon flowers,
which are equally easy to make and
much aofter at the neck. An eaatly
gotten up and very pretty stock Is
one that would be particularly accep
table to an elderly woman.
An ordinary chiffon form which can
be bought at any notion counter for
13 canta. Is used aa the foundation.
It is-then covered with a shirring of
pale gray chiffon or mouaseline. The
vertical lines of shirring are outlined
by black velvet baby ribbon, studded
with rut steel beads, from the ends of
which hang three-stranded tassels of
velvet ribbon, each strand tipped with
a steel bead The longest teasel de
pends from the point of the catiar in
the front, ea<h taaaei gr swing short
si toward the bests.
Franklin Family; Its Arms Indicate
Strength and Courage
By ELEANOR LEXINGTON.
The Franklins may glory In the fact
that they are freemen. Frank and free
have the same origin. Franklin mean
ing a freeholder, one possessed of an
estate for life. Frank is derived from
the old Gothic word, friks or fri; the
Scandinavian word is frekkar.
Variations of the name Franklin are
Frankling. Frankelain, Franklyn,
Franklyne, Frankleyn and Franckline.
Le Franklanus is a very old form.
”6ur honest ancestors were inhabi
tants of Bcton, England, for 200
years." is recorded in our family his
tory. The immigrant, Joalah Frank
lin. came from Northampton In 1665.
He brought a wife and two children
with him. A pioneer was John Frank
lin. born ip Connecticut in 1749. He
was several times member of assem
bly and a captain In the Continental
Army. Jesse Franklin wag also one
of the “boys of ’76.” He was mem
ber of Congress, Senator, and In 1820
Governor of North Carolina. In the
Mexican War, William Franklin and
his brother Samuel served their coun
try loyally.
The only man in all history who
signed four such great documents as
the Declaration of Independence, the
Treaty of Alliance between France
and America, the treaty of peace be
tween America and Great Britain, and
the Constitution of the United States,
was a Franklin, the one and only Ben
jamin Franklin. Is not that a great
record for a great American? In all
the list of signatures to the Declara
tion of Independence there is no more
patriotic name than his, and only one
greater. It was at this time he de
clared, "We must all hang together,
if we would not all hang separately.”
He built America, for what our re-
3,000 Plum Puddings
from One Woman
That one frail little woman should
supply some 3,000 people with plum
puddings for their Christmas dinner
seems almost incredible. Yet there is
a woman who has proved equal to the
task of thus scattering combined de
light and indigestion to the ends of
the earth. Her success goes to prove
the fact so often stated that nowadays
fortune comes to the woman who,will
specialize.
It was borne upon Mrs. Dudley Mil
ler, a young widow in a northern New
York town, that if she ever hoped to
become self-supporting or rise on the
ladder of fame, it would be by utiliz
ing her one talent which seemed to be
that of making delicious plum pud
dings. The fame of Mrs. Miller’s pud
dings had been a by-word In her fam
ily from time immemorial. The recipe
was old and tried. About It hung a
flavor of romance, for it had been
handed down from mother to daughter
since colonial days, and the finished
product had graced the hoßpllabie
board upon many a festive occasion.
From first supplying friends with
this gastronomic delicacy, Mrs. Miller
began supplying her friends’ friends;
her fame gradually spread and she be
gan to receive orders from other
sources until now her clientele
stretches from Maine to California,
and she is scarcely able to supply the
demand. Orders come even from far
away England, where it has long been
supi>osed that the Christmas plum
pudding exists in its perfect state, and
Americans in Rome, Italy, desirous of
enjoying the home delicacy on Christ
mas day have sent even that distance
for them.
Mrs. Miller believes In the old say
ing that if you want a thing done well
you must do it yourself, and so she
employs no outside help, although she
has the assistance of some members
of her household. They begin work
earl., in November. There are hun
dreds of nuts to be cracked, thousands
of raisins to be stoned, millions of cur
rants to be stemmed as well as all of
the other good things to be thought
of that go to make up a plum pudding
worthy of the name. Finally, when all
the Ingredients are prepared and thor
oughly beaten together, the steaming
process ensues, after which the rich
brown loaves are all ready to be pack
ed and sent to their respective desti
nations.
In preparing a special commodity
for the market it is a well known fact
that the manner in which it is done
up largely affects the sale. So Mrs.
Miller offers her wares to the public
in as dainty a dress as the article and
occasion demands. First, each pudding
Is wrapped in paraffine paper, then in
a heavier quality of white paper. Aft
erward they are tied with bright scar
let satin, ribbon in which are slipped
liderine^
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public is to-day is largely due to
Franklin.
Whittington and his cat entering
London are no more picturesque than
Franklin, homeless, friendless, penni
less, when ho ran away to Philadel
phia. With three rolls, one under each
arm and the third in his mouth, ho
walked up Market street, and passed
before the eyes of the young girl,
Deborah Read, destined to be his wife.
When honors were heaped upon him
in middle life, his pictures and busts
made him the best known man In the
world. "I dare not do anything that
small sprigs of holly which lend a fes
tive air in keeping with the season.
In each box there is placed a slip of
paper containing directions for th
brandy sauce, the burning of whioh,
as every one knows, is a very impof
tant part of a Christmas dinnsr.
HOLIDAYPIN MONEY
AND HOW TO EARN IT.
(Continued from Opposite Page.)
shopper, and is never entirely satis
fied when the work is done for her.
The girl who intends to take up this
line of work must be tactful, as well
as skillful, in wrapping and shopping.
If ever there is a time when femininity
waxes hysterical it is at Christmas
time. If a woman is utterly Impos
sible from a business point of view—
that is, if she won’t get her presents
ready to ship within a reasonable
time—the wrapper and shopper should
not undertake the work. There are
some women also who want a wrapper
to come half a dozen times, and this
eats up all the profit of the enterpriso,
but the average woman of wealth is
as systematic about her Christmas
giving as she is with her calling list.
HOW RUSSIANS EAT.
There Is Nothing “Finicky” About
Their Appetites.
Russians in the lower walks of life
have for their favorite dish a strong
cabbage soup, and their huts in the
ountry and their humble dwellings in
the towns reek with the smell, as do
the persons and the clothing of the
people who eat it so abundantly.
With the Russian of the higher
class, dining is an elaborate function.
When you are Invited to dine with
a prince or a count, you will first
stroll to a sideboard whereon are an
chovies, smoked salmond, pickles, sar
dines, radishes, cold sausage, caviar
and olives.
The guests eat freely of these and
wash them down with fiery vodkl, tak
ing about an hour to do It amid ani
mated conversation.
Some of the appetizers you would
like. Salmon in Jelly, for instance, is
not bad. But salmon is custard is
a little too much for the average
Yankee stomach.
The company takes seats at the table
and the real business of the dinner
begins. First, there is a great thick
soup. Next comes a huge pike, or a
salmon, cooked to perfection and
stuffed with cracked wheat.
After fish comes on a huge loin of
roast pork, or maybe veal; sometimes
beef, but not often—generally it is
pork cooked in a mysterious way
which has added all sorts of strange
and pronounced flavors to it.
Roast or boiled fowl is the next
course, and with It comes pickled cauli
flower, gerkins and vegetables.
.Then comes a cold pie of meat, fish
would oblige me to run away,” ho
wrote to his daughter, “for my phix
is as well known as the moon.”
His bit of advice regarding the
choice of a wife may not be so easy
to follow in these days of small fami
lies: "Choose one of a bunch, for
where there are many sisters, from
emulation, they acquire more accom
plishments. know more, do more."
No state in the United States, and
but few counties, that have not a
town called Franklin. Ohio has nine
teen.
Oreat Britain, too, has her Illus
trious Franklin—Sir John, the naval
hero, and most successful and daring
of explorers. His was also the un
daunted and courageous spirit. Before
undertaking his third expedition, the
Lord of the Admiralty said to him:
“You might be content with your
laurele, having done so much for your
country.” Franklin, more with the
vivacity of sixteen than sixty, replied:
“My lord, I am only 59!”
The arms reproduced are those of
the Frankl.vns of Devon, England, and
were used by Benjamin Franklin and
his brother. They arc argent on a
bend between two lions’ heads; gules,
a dolphin, embowed of the field, be
tween two martlets close, or. Crest,
a dolphin’s head In pari* argent, erased,
gules, finned or, between two
branches, vert. Motto, "Pro rege et
patrla”—"For King and country."
Another motto is "Excmplurn adest
ipse homo”—"Conduct marks the
man.” A motto was a war cry, and
not permitted to persons below a cer
tain rank. The lion is one of the most
noble of heraldic devices, signifying,
among other things, strength and
boldness; this is also the meaning in
heraldry of the color gules. The
spotless white of argent when com
bined with gules, Indicates courage.
and vegetables. This la eut Into slices
and served with a mustard dressing.
After this you will, if you have sur
vived so far, be expected to toy with
a peculiar Russian salad, and to end
up with a rich desert and black coffee.
After a Russian dinner one ogn say
with particular fervor. “Fate San not
harm mo. I have dined."
BOYSfOF -rnFAROCNTINE.
Rome gr Things Alton* Thom.
In the Argentine Republic, that great
nation which occupies the southern end
of the South American continent, child
ren are allowed much more liberty to
do as they please than they are In
this country, and a parent hardly
would think of suoh things as cor
recting a boy with a slipper or a
switch.
But in spite of the want of govern
ment an Argentine boy is a polite 11-
tle fellow, though some thing which
a boy of fourteen or fifteen will do
and say would get an American youth
into serious trouble with his father.
At fifteen an Argentine boy begins to
pose as a man and talks glibly of
things of which an American boy of
the same age is generally ignorant.
They are all great politicians, thess
little Argentines, and it is the funniest
thing imaginable to hear a group of
little shavers, not one of them over
fifteen, and the most of them about
thirteen, discussing with grsat earnest
ness the last election or the one com
ing, giving their opinions of the way
the government is being tun, asul
freely criticising the foregn and do
mestic policy of the President and his
cabinet.
They play at politics In the schools,
organize parties and even getting up
“revolutions'' against the teachers.
The Argentine child is high spirited
and quick to resent an insult. eeitedal*-
ly any imputation upon his courage,
but he too often thinks it no harm
to tell "white lies” in the telling ot
which he is sometimes sven encour
aged by his parents.
Real downright ilea, of course a
good boy in the Agentine abhors as
boys do anywhere else; but "white
lies” do not count in Argentina,
Argentine children are much quick
er at learning languages than are
American children, and a boy of fif
teen, frequently speaks French and
Italian almost as well as his own
language of Spanish. They are quick,
also, to learn music, and in drawing
they are almost always good, but the
American children san beat them at'
mathematics easily.
SUSAN MAT’D ROIIINAON REFLECTS,
I don’t believe in Santa Claus;
I don’t think there Is any.
How could he visit all us kids?
He can’t! There are too many.
But all the same. I guess that though
I know there's none so clearly,
I won’t say It out loud, you know.
For fear that he might hear me.
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