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Anne Takes Luncheon With Carlotta Sturges, Learns Her Ideas About Pat Dalton and
Flees From Tom Mason.
b By Ann Lisle. j
9 CHAPTER XCIX,
% N the morning after Virginia's
§ O dinner 1 woke to a world about
3 An savoriess s a cold rice pud
* Ming without raisins In It or cream
. 1o go with it, w
’s} Virginia and | were at swords’
. points over an unexplained friendship |
‘ With Pat Dalton. And Phoebe and I
&’ swhere were Phoebe and 17 The
(% Ghild had turned bitter and moross|
L over the nipping of her love affair
.0 With Neal. In this | dared not inter
-0 sere—partly because 1 couldn't risk)
. #till more misunderstanding with Vir-
L ginla, partly hecavee | was afrald to
{ : play Providence to the affairs of my
& Dckle young brother and the ehild
& Who had almost confessed 1t was
A and lack of other young
a nions that had swept ber into
Neal's arms.
. Ome thing I didn"t beleve-and that
Was Phoebe’s story that she's been
= oalling Longley, the fotrst, when the
~ maid reported that long distance sald
forty-something didn't answer. Long
. Qistance might sound & bit like Long
~ My the florist—but the forist's num-
Ber was #B2O-and that couldn't be
o for forty-something, while
. Port Starling, whers Neal was train
&Mg could easily be so twisted.
1 longed to help Phoebo—but what
140 As Jim had said, I'd bet
_ ter keap my hands off his sister's af
ta untfl I'd proved myself capable
~ of handiing my own.
. And to what pass had I brought
MYy own affairs® Less than six months
m 1 was already shut out trom
the citadel of my husband's heart—
_ Bis “pal” now, instead of his sweet
_beart. It was perfectly trus that the
t wild love, the longing that had
" me, the desire to be in Jim's
@rms that had once been stronger
‘than anything else in my world, had
lost its first vividness of color and its
mmensity of feeling.
~ But that didn't mean that T'd
" sfopped caring. Jim wasn't the per
t hero I had once thought him-—
it he was still my man, However,
" falled me, however he humiliated
"4 or disappointed me, Jim was my
. Me had my heart and my faith
#il my first loyalty along with my
B 6t dreams. 1 hadn't taken them
S viy. He had just handed them back
45 me very politely, saying as he did’
_ 'You let me go my way--and Il let
Bl g 0 yours. We'll out out a bit of
he lovey-dovey stuff and mot like.
wod pals.” 1
There was no getting away from it
A wasn't ready for this, I felt hu
“Hilliated, lonely, lost—repudiated. Not
| wife any longer. |
. | Bot through the first long hours of
he morning somehow. But when the
rang I hurried to answer its
e with joy and rellef at any
] in the black-lined chain of my
. "Mrs. Harrison™ asked a voice
th In every note—" This is Cariotta
turg I've Just had a note from
telling me to report at the
N with our wunit tomorrow
R Let
glbou, ploase =on‘: make
sy it all over the phone. Won't
o it me at the Clinsarge for
h? want to see you”
to—hut 1 don't belleve 1
Oh, please, please! If you've an
Housewives Who Dared
AT O ® wasn't exactly that she
N Meeded the money., Neverthe
- less she needed work. For
e A greal sorrow comes and seems
b Btay and crush the spirit and break
® heart, the bost remedy is work.
ark, even if ilt ifsn't laborious or
Moult, is the thing. And when Mrs.
in BkeMington lost her hus-
IBd on the fleld of battle she inlt
At work she must. lest she die of a
her marriage Mrs. SkefMng-
L had been & ohild's nurse. In fact,
[ Was nurse for several vears in
id. How well she remembered
of saving and melf-denial
| #he and Albert had lived to get
Bther the little home that should
FRel very own. Finally he came
. r and after a 4 whole year of
RINE the letter to come brought
llcent to our shores
BF & whole year Albert and Mili
£ wore happy. How wonderful it
B 0 dust a mahogany tahle table
'8 very own! What greater de
[ than to set that show-off, com
-4 with that fine Belglun lin
L ARA then England, in her durk
irs, called to her sons everywhere
Answ d. He did not return
i t looked at her little home
L Bould not bear to part with it
BADS never again could whe a
milate sufMclent to have such a
pe, In the apartment house In
Bleh she lived there were mothers
th children--not many ehildren
AB, two, perhaps three. Mrs, Skef
g loved children. She regretteo
B had none of her own,
% When 4 woman loves her home
Wants it with all her heart, what
ahe not de Lo try to keep that
-
i Out of her living room she made a
T. Nbe went tttle eards Lo the |
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other engagement, won't you postpone
1?7 I must see you. You've done so
mueh for me. Please don't fail me
now. Won't you come?”
There was a note of pleading in that
warm, luscious voice of hers—a note
that brooked no denial.
“Fll come,” 1 sald, and we bade
each other good-bye and clicked up
our receivers after arranging to meet
at the Clinsarge at 1.
8o an hour later | found myself
again entering the tiny foyer of the
Ittle chintz-hung restaurant where
I'a met Pat Dalton for tea a fort
night before,
“Have yon ever been here before?
asked Carlotta, who was walting
when 1 arrived and who swept me
promptly to a little window table she
had evidently reserved,
“Only once,” I replied. “But I like
-1 must come more often.”
“Who brought you-not Virginia
Dalton—your sister-in-law? asked
the girl with an eager abruptness she
Aidn't seem to recognize as rude.
“No” 1 said quietly, ealculating
my effoct, becanse 1 feit the need of
‘How About That Legacy? Z
| WHAT ARE YOU LEAVING YOUR CHILDREN!
By Beatrice Fairfax.
HAT are you going to leave
W your children? Not to be able
to leave money to one's chil
dren has embittered the last days of
many a poor man. And I am not go
ing to appear to desplse wealth to the
extent of saying such bequests are
unimportant.
There s no more consoling thought
than that we are leaving those near
and dear to us beyond the reach of
want, dependence or public charity,
But there are some bequests that
are within the grasp of all parents,
something that the poorest mother
and father may leave, something that
the immigrant to these shorts often
Erasps more readily than our nauvo-"
born American. I mean the education
trat will enable a hoy or girl to reach
for better things. This does not mean
going to school only; it means teach- |
Ing your children to have some w}
sources within themselves, |
The treasures of the world are to
be had for the taking, but the average
parents’ idea of generosity is to let;
the child go to & trashy movie, or
fve him a nickel to invest in an “all
day sucker” Now, | would be the
last to deny to childhood these tvol
sovereign remedies against “the slings |
and arrows of outrageous fortune”
but do not imagine when you have
conferred these benefits that you have
done your whole duty as a liberal
parent,
Children and Learning.
Are you training your child to have
a 4 brain or heart, or are you letting
him grow up to be a creature of tho;
senses? Are you helping your chil.|
dren to read Intelligently, to know
¥ood music and piotures? Are they
growing up to keep step through life
to ragtime?
‘ Perhaps you will say you do not
understand these things yourself;
{1 you have never had an opportu-
Inhy to acquire a taste for good liter.
ature, music, pletures, To which 1
superintendent of soveral apartment
houses In the neighborhood with the
request that the cards be posted in
the elevator. She did not forget to
send a box of cigars-—good ones
with the Ilittle cards. They read
something like this: |
“Mrs. Millicent SkefMngton, former-
Iy nurse to the children of Lady Oln-‘
fleld, will care for your baby while
you shop, travel, attend the theater!
or work. Terms reasonable. Hest of
reference farnished. |
“No. 8 Main street, apartment 5" \
The nelgnborhood was composed of
peopie of the middie class. \'uuumtr}
eouples with a ohild or two whoe
could not ufford a ehild’s nurse gladly
pald 50 cems to have each child
properly cared for while they uttend
ed the theater. This Included me‘
child's hreakfast if it remained in the
nursery until morning, She chlirged
50 eents for each half day's care and |
Eitve the child suitable food, . ‘
She replaced her living room ug
with linoleum. She i(nvested I 8 "
sino-lined sand table such as kin
dergartens have. Its fine white sand
and her kindly methods seemed to
hold the attention of even nuuuhl,v‘
kiddies for many a happy hour, while
mother shopped or visited or Just
went out for a good time with tather,
Kor the older kiddles there were
story books and buliding blocks and
tiny rocking chalrs, |
Mre. Skefington had a little income
from the Government her late husband
had served. In fact, she could have Kot
along on it. But she realized that if
she were to live, if she were to try to
forget, if she were to really attempt
to Kkeep her home, she had (o get
some kind of work
She sometimes earned SBO In &
month and sometimes she made as
much as 360, ]
‘ knowing the reason for her eagerness.
. “No, not Virginia, but Pat.”
! Carlotta’s high-colored face went
' pale,
| “Pat” she sald—"Pati * ¢ ¢
Hhall we order? A cold egg first and
| then some chicken Clinsarge with
E»ouflls potatoes and artichoke hol
landatise. Does that please you?
| “That sounds deliclous,” 1 agreed.
l “I don’t know much about the cuisine
here. Pat and I came to tea,”
. 1 surmised it was cruel to drag
' Pat Dalton's name back into the eon
versation, but | felt that for the hap
lfilflnen of Virginia and Pat and per
ps even of Ah!njuo vivid, too alive,
100 generous girl-4l had best be cruel
and gain the knowledge that might
' some day help them all.
l “What a good sort you are. Mra.
Harrison, to get me back into our
leutenant’'s good graces! Why, 1
shouldn’t be surprised if you were to
get good old Pat back into the arms
~of his—melted iceberg,” murmured
Carlotta, looking at me searchingly.
Then 1 realized that | was dealing
with a clever girl-a girl as anxious
to get information from me as I das
to “interview"” her,
' (To Be Continued.)
am going to reply that parents who
have not had your advantages IM‘
who have not been in this country
long enough to be naturalized see to
it that their children acquire these
things,
One day last summer T happened to
be in Chicago, over a national holi
day, and | paid a visit to the art
museum. There were several parties,
consisting of father, mother and chil
dren, viewing the plctures, but none
of them spoke English. There was
an energetic Italian explaining some
landscapes to his two small sons. And
it was unbellevable the vital thing
that art meant to this shabby group
The man’s comments were 80 intel-
Hgent, and the hoys grasped what he
sald so readily, that I could not help
speaking to them. [ learned that he
lwu- A& barber's assistant, a Venetian,
and he had loved art all his life, It
was his dream that some day his
boys could paint, and so he took them
to see good pictures on holidays.
Out of curlosity go some day, after
school hours, to a public library and
study the faces of the children who
are borrowing good books. Four
times out of five you will find them to
be young Hebrews, the children of
poor immigrants who have brought to
this country an appreciation of art. A
knowledge of art makes for human
power, and human power is not a
thing of the market to be bought or
sold. It is not a product to be man
ufactured by any mechanical process.
It is a growth-—and it is within the
grasp of all,
Indifference of the Prosperous.
But the prosperous and the mear
prosperous do not always realize this,
It Is & truth grasped more readily by
|reprund people, and it accounts for
| thelr quick flowering, once they have
taken root in the rich soil of this hos
pitable land.
There are plenty of comfortable
Amerioan homes In which no books
'ure ever read but the trashiest and
imost sensational, no music is ever
heard but the rattle and bang of rg
time, no pletures—worthy the name—
adorn the walls; nothing but the
cheap or insipld, day after day, im.
press false standards on the fluid
minds of children.
| Are you teaching your childen to
love nature and the woods, flelds,
|birds and the ways of shy forest
things? Or are you letting your boy
Erow up to think a bird is some
thing only t 0 be shot, and your girl
that the country is a place which is
death to high heels and patent
leather. »
Who are the men who have made
world history in the great war Just
closed? They are not the sons of rich
men, for only a few of them were
born with the traditional silver spoon.
Flrst, there is our own President, the
son of a poor clergyman. Anyone
who s famillar with the early history
of Woodrow Wilson may rend between
the lines the valiant effort of his fam-
Aly to educate its gifted son—a strug
gle ably seconded ‘by his wise and
able mother.
And there is Lioyd George, tho‘
Welsh orphan boy, who began life as
a 4 cabbler's apprentice and found in
spiration in his Bible. He rose to be
Prime Minister of Englund and Iu“
Eulding spirit through the great con.
flict,
And there is Lord Northoliffe, whose
clarion call to arms roused the ng
lish people to a world peril. He be
gan life as a clerk on a sow shillings
a week. Our own General Pershing
¥ & gels-made man. Clemenoceau, !hl‘
grand old man of France, once taught
French in a girl's boarding school in
Stamford, Conn, and fell in love with
hix prettiest pupil, and married her,
too.
Down went Hohenzolierns, Haps
burgs, Wittelsbachs before these soi
ons of poor familles—it sounds like 0
falry tale, doesn't it; a tale that is
told to paint a moral. And here g the
moral: Every poor boy has his chanoe
wif he will only take it I
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Taffeta is going to be the smartest silk ma
terial of the new season, and that means pufly
bows like those shown on this gown. Points
of smartness also are the bit of white collar and
long-waisted effect at the back.
. A Home on Nothing
{ NOT A WORTH-WHILE EXPERIMENT
E was eating peas. After stab-
H bing himself for the third time
with the knife with which he was
conveying sald peas to his mouth, he
paused in reminiscence.
“Just had twenty-eight dollars when
I got married,” old Shanty Coogan was
saying. ‘“‘Makes me sick when I hear
you young folks afraid to take a
chance.”
The conversation was addressed to
the grandson who had brought his
“young lady"” to Sunday dinner at the
Coogan home.
“Grandad,” sald Harold, kindly, “some
of the boys and girls of today have a
keener sense of honor and pride than
those of your day. When I get a neat
little sum saved up Mary and I will
marry, but not before.”
Somehow one eould not but help like
Harold Coogan. And eager to find out
what effect service In France had upon
this boy's viewpoint, we put several
questions to him at the table, But it
wasn't until we were seated in the liv-
Ing room after “Grandad”’ had retired
that he expressed himself to those of
us who knew him so intimately,
“It almost makes my blood boil,” said
Harold, “to hear Grandfather boast
about how little he had when he mar
ried. Because he, after 50 years, owns
this Nttle home, does not begin to tell
what suffering his during caused. There
was my father's mother, for instance,
She was Grandad's wife. When she
dled, folks tell me at 40 she looked 90,
“When she and Grandad married on
this twenty-eight dollars he brags
aAbout, they took up house on a few dis
carded pieces of thelr parents’ furniture.
They lived in the slumns in a deplorable
tenement, Things went along fairly
well for two months and then Grand
mother became I, Twenty-eight dol
lars capiat]l does not last long when
there Is sickness, even in the slums.
Finally her own people had to take her
home and care for her and him too.”
“A year later they started over,
Grandma had to take In washing at the
Age of 19 to help out. Then he lost his
Job and my father was born In a pub
e hospital. There were three other
children later. Before they were able to
cross the wtreets alone, almost, they
were put to work. Father had none of
the advantages of education. IHis little
blood-squeesed wagoes as well as . those
of the other children, were saved up
by grandad to buy a littie home, This
Is the home, And he dares to sit here
and boast that he married with but
twenty-elght dollars'”
“Why In the workd do seemingly sane
people marry without any ldea of what
they are golng to do when a financial
emergeney arises? Some of the mosi
t ttars | have ever r
wuhfl rom housewives m "::ov:
This is the smart serge dress for the spring,
to be well recommnded both in quality and
style; square neck with becoming collar, satin
vest, silvery stitchery ; black or navy blue.
& chance,” hoping for the best, and
married on practically nothing. And
now that they have had one, two, three
or more years struggling with the high
cost of living, war prices in general, the
reconstruction period and the expense
~of the recent epidemic they assure me
‘that marriage is a faflure. They com
‘pare their single existence with $lO or
sl2 of sure money each week to the
‘hopoleuneu of marriage and home
making.
There ig nothing, whatsover, the mat
ter with the institution of marriage.
In all these cases it is the lack of fore
thought on the part of the contracting
parties and their lack of financial traine
ing. They gamble desperately without
even taking the ordinary precautions
that the professional gambler has
learned to be the part of wisdom.
Until both young men and young
women look upon marriage, homemak
ing and home-keeping very seriously and
make proper preparation before mar
riage these “hardluck” stories will con
tinue to be written,
For the past two years I have been
interested in a little woman whese
'!r!vndn ridiculed her because she had
kept for four years before her marriage
l.\ hope chest.
“You will be a laughing stock,” ad
vised a friend, “if you don't get married
and get home to use these things in."
She married at the age of 22 One could
not but help admire the stand she took
while she was being teased. Her man
ner was kindly and she only smiled, Yet
when fever entered the home of one of
the girls who ridiculed her for saving
before marriage, 1 noticed it was my
little friend who was adble to loan a
sheet for an lce pack. And It was she
who was able to go to the ““hope box"
and bring out the little treagures with
which to decorate the table on special
occasions,
Home-making is a noble undertaking.
It I 8 a noble occupation, just as in the
wonderful accomplishments of our
Amurican Red Cross. But, pray, how far
could the Red Cross extend its good
work If It were not for the fnancial
support 1t receives?
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i Too Obliging.
i It n't exmctly & common occurrence
to find & man standing in & publie high
way holding & ram by the horns, and the
Passer-by waa interosted,
“WIl yeo please hold on to this beust
while 1 colimb the fence and open that
gatel” asked the man politely
“Certainly,® replied the stranger. And
he did se.
“Thanks!™ satd the man from the other
#ide of the fence. “The brute attacked
me an hour and we've been struggling
lowr sinee ‘::' %0 long as ye held his
horns he can’t hurt yo. And I wikh ye
tLh_-‘ same urk in getting away as I've
| Economical
. Recipes
CORN AND TOMATO (HOWDER,
Two cupfuls canned corn, 1 oupful
canned or ripe tomatoes, 2 e‘:rr-l- diced
celery, 2 tablespoonfuls margarin, 1 g:n
cold water, 1 cupful milk, % cupful “r
--ped pimentos, § tablespocfuls flour, t,
wi;vcrv
lace corn, tomatoes, diced oelery and
one teaspoonful of salt in a kettle and
cover with the cold water. 801 l one-half
hour. Meit margarin, add flour fmdull
ly. Then add the cold milk, stirring con
slantly., Add the vegetable mixture to
the white sugar, a little at & time, and
Songon to taste. Add to the chowder the
rated cheese and the pimentos eh-&ufl
fine. Btir until the cheese is melted. Serve
Piping hot. A cream soup m‘ be made
it desired, by straining out the vegeta
bles before adding the white sauce.
BAKED ONIONS m;!n WITH SAD-
Twelve to 16 small white onlons, a
pound sausage meat, % cupful dry
crumbs, 1 cupful mHM tablespoonfuls
margarin, 2 tablespoon flour, sait and
pepper, paprika
Pee! tha onions and sconp onut the pen.
ters with an apple corer, reserving the
| iy e SOle other uish or for
creaming. Place sausage meat in the cave
Htiee “nd it In s steamer until almost
tender. Then remove to a well-greased
baking dish. Place between the onlons
s ve L saussge meat left from filling
the cavities, Pour over all & white sauce
made by cooking the margarin and flour
together til} huhblmg and adding the milk
slowly; cook until thickened. Season with
salt, pepper and parika to taste, Cover
with hread erumbs and bake till tender
and brown in a hot even,
VINNAN-HADDIE WITH CHEESE
SALCE,
One tinnan-baddie, | cupful macaroni
2 cupfuls milk, 4 tablespoonfuls fleur, 3
tableapoonfuls margarin, %4 cupful grated
© W teaspooniul pepper, 1 teaspoon
ful salt,
l ' ¥y cover the fish with cold water
and bake until tender. Cook the macss
roni, preferably one of the smaller varie
ties, in boiling, salted water until tender,
drain and pour cold water through ft.
Make » white sauce, melt the margarin
add flour and cook till bubbling. Add
milk gradusily, stirring constantly: cook
til thickened. Add seasonings and «Heome
Remove the flakes of fish from the akin
and hones, arrange on & pintter, surround
With the macaroni and peur the sauce
over all
CORNMEAL VEAL, ‘
One pound veal, one pint canned tlr‘-
toes, one enlon (’hoprl-d fine, one clove
garlie chopped fine, about 2 cunfuls sorn.
meal, 24 green olives chopped, 1 tables
spoonful Chile powder o | Jong v hie
m»wr chopped, 3§ toaspoonfuls salt, 4%
spoonful pepper, '(| "“qum parika,
Hoil the veal until tander, chop fine,
then return to the liguor, of which there
should be about five cupfuls; add the bal.
ance of the ugndmnm except the mul;
simmer until tender, and add graduall
enough cornmenl moistened with cold wa
ter to thicken. AM\::mnlm and pour
nto a well-greased f pan. Tet it get
cold, slice, rall n flour and fry as .3“-
ple. This may be baked in a casserole,
PECAN SALAD.
One tablespoonful granulated gelatine,
2 tablespoonfuls cold water, 1 cupful bou
Iu! water, % cupful lr?flrun Juice, 4
tablespoontuls lug-r. 12 whoele pecan
meats, % eupful diced celery, 12 stuffed
uhvocL lettuce, mayonnaise,
Boak gelntin in cold water for five min«
utes and disosive it with the sugar In the
bolling wator. Add the gur«rvun Juice:
fill individual molds half full; place on
top & lmyer of sliced olives with s whole
peoan meat o the center. Let stand until
firm. Over this pour mare of the )da
mixture which has ho‘:n to wset,
‘sprinkle the oslery em top. Lot harden
Nights With Uncle Remus
Sister Jane—(Continued).
E purred loudly, making a noise
H like a smail flutter-mill, such as
the children play with; he rubbed
his sides agalnst the baby; he rubbed
his chin on the
baby's armi aad
even when he teied e, 8
to stand still his “;
forefeet were mov- '*:“ ®
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pontent with fhis, )\‘}‘;‘ i A
he Jumped from Ag fi i
‘ sister Jane's lap, %‘"6 e
and went to the § e =ol
baby's mother, He o
‘wu 50 well snils- L g 3
fled with her that = 5
he jumped In her ”
lap and went
through the same
performance. At the end of it, he
stretched himself out on her knee,
placed his muzzle on his forepaws, and
closed his eyes comtentedly. Neither
sister Jane nor myself had ever seen
Tommy Tinkins in a stranger's lap be
fore, and both expressed astonishment.
*“I reckon Mandy's got catnip on her
clothes,” said Mrs. Beshears, by way of
explanation.
“No,” replied Mandy, *T hain't seen
no catnip—not sence I was a little bit
of a gal”
“Willilam,” remarked sister Jane in
the tone she always employed when her
mind was made up, “T'll thank you to
light the fire in the next room.”
“If you're lightin’ it for me, Jane,
don’t do it.” said Mrs. Beshears. “T'd
stay if I could, but I'm ableedge to go
home. T've got to go if I have to fiy.”
“No, Sally; there's another room if
you make up your mind to stay,” re
plied sister Jane., “Light the fire, Wil
liam.”"
As [ went from the room, I heard her
talking all sorts of foolish talk to the
baby, as women will, while the baby
was cooing a pretty reply. The
hearth was fixed ready for an emergen
cy. Pine splinters of the required *“‘fat
ness” were stuck here and there between
the seasoned hickory logs, and it was
no trouble at all to make the fire. The
draft in the chimney flue, responsive to
the wind outside, was very strong, and
a warm and cheerful biaze was soon
roaring on the hearth.
Standing before it a moment, I noticed
that the fury of the tempest outside
had abated somewhat, though the wind
was still blowing stiffly. I heard, too,
a suspieious tinkling sound on the panes
of the window that had no blinds. Draw
ing aside the curtain, I saw that the
ground was covered with snow, and
that it was still snowing briskly, This
was 80 rare a spectale in our part of the
country that not many children in the
village under ten years of age had seen
it, and I caught myself wondering what
fmpression it would make on them. Then
I heard the clock striking twelve, and
before the sound had died away there
came a knocking at the outer door.
Wondering what this might mean, I has
tened to respond, and found on the out
side a tall negro man.
“Who are you, and what under the
canopy of heaven do you want at this
time of night?” [ asked, with some show
of irritation
“*Tain't nobody but Mose, euh. 1
fotch de buggy atter Miss Sally, es she's
here, en es she ain't here, de Lord knows
whar she is, kaze she ain't at home,
ner nowhars nigh dar.”
Of course I knew Moses. Mrs. Besh
ears had selected him to be the fore
man on her place, because he was a
Httle bit less lazy than the rest of the
negroes. 8o I made Moses come In,
and carried him to my own room, where
a fire was still burning. He wiped his
feet over and over again, shook the
snow from his clothes and struck his
| hat against the wall several times be
fore he accepted the invitation to come
in and warm himself while Mrs. Besh
ears was getting ready to go. There
was no light in the room except the dim
one that came from the red glow of the
hearth, and as Moses stood in front of
' Shaking Hands
By Brice Belden, M. D. |
ANITARIANS are beginning to
S warn us against a very common
| social practice, the grave dnn-!
(wers of which we have not hitherto
fully apprehended. ‘
We mean handshaking. ‘
Nothing is better known to bacte
riologists than the fact that the hnnd-!
narbor myriads of germs. Scrupulous
cleanliness keeps the number of these
| germs reduced to a& minimum, but
there are so many sources of contam
ination in the course of a day that the
hands can not long remain nrm-free.‘
The handling of money, transfer
tickets and the like provides much
hand Infection.
| Then one may bestow upon his own
hands germa derived from his own
nose In the course of influenza, or of
a cold, or any nasal infection. One
may sneeze or cough into his hand,
thereby contaminating it. Or one may
use a handkerchief, replace It in a
pocket, and handle the contaminated
handkerchief again and again, or at
any rate insert the hand Into the
germ-infested pocket. Then if one
shakes hands with his friends he con
fers upon them Infectious organisms
which they may not have possessed
before.
It Is certain that we are very busy
exchanging germs with one another
through the medium of the hands,
It is not expedient to wscrub the
hands before shaking hands with
friends, but the custom could he mod.
| isled in accordance with Chinese cer
emonial. The Chinese shake hands
with themeetves when they maeet
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It, changing his hat from one hand t»
the other as he warmed éach by turns,
his stalwart figure cast an Imposing
silhouette on the wall and celling.
“I'm name Moses,” he said, as f
talking to himself, ‘e'n es dish yer fire
ain't de prommus lan’, I ain’t never seed
no prommus lan’.”
“Is the weather very cold?™ I asked
as 1 fastened the door,
“Hit gittin® wuss en wuss, suh,™ he
replied. “De fros’ done got in de sap
er de trees, suh, en ez I wuz drivin’
‘long thoo de grove out yan' 1 hear
one un um pop. Yes, suh, I hear de
tree pop, en she pop so loud, ‘twus
much ez I could do ter hol' dat ole hoss
out dar. Little mo’ en he'd a run’ded
away-—dat ole hoss would.”
I left Moses enjoying the warmth of
the fire, and went to informn Mrs. Besh
ears that she had been sent for. I
walked along the hallway, opened the
door, and was about to speak to hes
when I heard Sister Jane's “sh-sh-h!™
and saw her raise her hand in warning.
In some alarm I inquired in a whisper
‘what the trouble was. A gesture of
‘her hand told me that the baby was
asleep, and I was glad to find that it
lwu nothing worse, for the events of
)tho night had prepared me to fear that
some new complications had taken shape
during my absence from the room,
Breathing a sigh of relief, I told Mrs,
Beshears in a tone not calculated to
disturb the baby, that Moses had come
for her. She tiptoed to Sister Jane's
chair, peeped at the sleeping baby and
eaid good night. Then she tiptoed to
Mandy Batterlee and shook hands with
her. This done, a new trouble arose.
How was she to arouse the little ne
gro boy, who was one of the sevem
eleepers? At my suggestion, made in
pantomime, she took him by one arm,
while I seized him by the other, In
this way, we lifted him bodily from the
room into the hallway, shut the door
and dragged him along the best we
could in the dark to my room, where,
after a shake or two from Mrs, Beshears
and a word from Mose, the boy was
able to stand on his feet without as
sistance.
“1 reckon we can talk llke folks out
here,” exclalmed Mrs. Beshears. “You
hear me say it, William, if Jane Wor
num ain’t gone daft over that young
'un, I'd like to know the reason. Why
the minnit it shet its eyeleds, nobody
could say a word. If you spoke to Jane
she'd shake her head and p’int to the
baby. At her time of life, too! 1 de
clare, it beats all. Is that you, Moses?t
Well, why n't you wait till mornin’ to
come after me?”
“Kaze, Mistiss, I knowed mighty well
you'd wanter come fo' morning’,” re
plied Moses, ignoring the sarcasm,
“Well, I'd "a’ waited till after sun-up,
anyway, if I'd 'a’ been you,” remarked
Mrs, Beshears. “Did you fetch the
wheel-barrer or the ox-cart?’
| “I fotch o' Sam en de buggy, ma'am,™
answered Moses.
“Well, good Lord! are you going to
walk and lead old Sam, or shall T have
to walk and lead him? He can’t haul
us all,”
“He mighty gaily ter-night, ma'am.
Much ez I kin do ter hol’ him whence
we 'uz comin’' 'long des now, Better
wrop yo'se’'f up good, Mistiss, kaze dish
ver wedded Is de kind what'll ereep
under de kiver, I don’t keer how much
you may pile on.”
But Mrs. Beshears was fortified in
this respect. When she was ready to
go she bade me good-night, Moses bow
ed as I held the door open, and in a
moment I heard the horse's feet eruch
ing through the snow, which had al
ready formed an outer crust. Then I
went back to Sister Jana's room to see
If T could be of any service before go
ing to bed. Mandy Satterlee was still
holding the eat in her lap, gazing into
‘the depths of the fireplace.
(Copyright, 1881, 1883 and 1911, by the
Centiry Company; 18583 by Jcel (‘mnndl"
Harris; 1911 by Esther Laßose Harris.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Printed by
permission of and by special arrangements
lvmx Houghton, Mifflin Company.)
To Be Continued Monday.
friends, No doubt they consider us
unacocuntably unclean, for all omr
boasted hygiene.
When one considers the origin of
handshaking it is easy to become rec«
onciled to a change In the custom in
accordance with modern knowledge.
In ancient times men approached each
other with the right hand stretched
out as a token that there was no in
tent to draw the sword. Surely we oan
devise some method of displaying
good will without disseminating
among our fellows the germs of Riggs'
disease, influenza, tuberculosis, pnew
monia and a number of otherg no less
objectionable.
e ——————
Quite In Order,
A certaln unmarried lady s & most woe
table housekeeper and the Immaculate
nontness and order: parvading every roogm
evidently made a deep lmpression upon hes
small niece,
One day the little girl returned from
\‘|u:; to her auntie’s and, in an awed tone,
said
“Mother, I saw a fly In auntie's and,
In an awed tone, sald:
“Mother, I saw a fly in auntie’'s h.=
but'-—after a second's thought-""it
washing itself.”
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Seizing His Chance,
“H b dear,” sald the g"
the pul:;:n-':(:‘lar:;re'do-r."’thn the lJ
wicks nrw!nmg A grand coming-out
for their daughter, Gertie, next Mo
Hhe in the yellow tsenon cost looked
azement.
M"'i::::m:ureiy. darling.” she excleimed,
"Q;:-lu-”mn oul four yoars ago, or was
it ve?
“Yew: but the old man -al= - e
mnn-vy- Intely, snd now they're &
sot™
R ——
Taking Out Stains,
o remove cocon stains from “‘a
Wash o eold water first and then
witer whould be r--.fmnun umtil ’-
last estige of the staln Is goue. 'or
spots punde by coses or tem boting waler
poured tirosgh will also prove of floacioms.