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THE GOOD SPORT A Story for Girls in Two Installments, BY ELSBETH ARNOLD INSTALLMENT I ELEN WINSLOW pressed hard on the plunger marked “Choc- olate,” and watched the thick rich sirup pour into the soda glass in her hand. Then she added a large scoop of ice cream, turned on the charged water, and stirred up the appetizing mixture with a spoon. She added a dash of whipped cream on top, poured out & glass of water, and served the order to a cus- tomer in the Corner Drug Store. Coming back to the fountain, she glanced at the clock on the farther wall. It was almost 6 o'clock, the hour at which she quit work. Every after- noon, from 3:30 until 6, Helen atiended to the soda fountain in the drug store, and she worked all day on Saturdays. In this way she earned several dollars a week, dollars that were very precious in the Winslow household. ~Helen’s father had died several years before, and her mother was hard pressed to support the family of four children. ‘Therefore, in her senior year at high school Helen had decided to work after school hours, and this drug store, only a few blogks from her home and close to the scheol, had offcred & tempting position. Helen was usually a very cheerful girl, but tonight as she put on her hat and coat and started for home the corners of her mouth dropped. Al- though she never complained, it had been a great sacrifice for her to give up every afternoon to the important business of earning money. In the first place, it had meant that she had to quit playing basket ball, for the team practiced ‘in the afternoons. This had been. a blow to the school as well as to Helen, for she had been a star player the year before. Now Thyra Franklin had her place on the team, while Helen watched the games from the sidelines. But basket ball was not the cause of Helen's low spirits this evening. Her mother noticed her sad face as they ate dinner. “What's the matter, Helen?” she in- quired. “You don't look very happ; “T guess I'm just tired,” ‘said Helen. “No, it's more than that,” Mrs. Winslow insisted. “Come, tcll me.” “Well,” said Helen doubtfully, “it's HELEN MANAGED TO SMILE ympathetically. For a moment she in silence, then she continued, owd think that a girl like Thyra, with all the money she has, ld not be jealous of you, but I guess she is. If you didn’t have to.work, she wouldn't have got your place on the team. It's too bad, Helen.” Now Helen saw that her mother felt badly, and a smile at once lighted up the girl's face. “Oh, don't you worry, mother,” she said brightly. “I ‘really don't care a whole lot if I don't get the ofiice of resident. And if Thyra does get it, it will really be wonderful for the club to have Mr. Collins here.” ‘The subject was closed there, and the meal ended with no further mention of it, but, in spite of her cheerful words, Helen really did care a great deal about the electfon. The office of president of the dramatic club was the -highest honor that s girl in the high school could achieve, and it was always given to that girl who had done the best work years. But this year it appeared that Helen, although she deserved the place, would lose it to another girl who simply was lucky enough to have a rich and influential father. After the evening meal was finished Helen and her younger sister washed the dishes, and then, after she had changed to her best frock and combed her wavy hair, Helen set out for the school. She arrived there just before the meeting was called to order by Miss Callendar, the dramatic coach, who was to conduct the election, and she had little chance to speak to the other girls. Miss Callendar opened the meeting, and then the historian reviewed the work of the club. As she listened to the recital of the plays, the actors, and the comments of the newspapers on the performances, Helen could not help seeing that her name was far more prominent that that of any other gh‘l. Surely she should be the president! Then Miss Callendar announced the election. The ballots were to each one of the 22 girls in the club. ‘There were no nominetions for the office, but each member voted for the girl whom she thought most deserving i of the honor, and the one receiving the | most votes was elected. Helen tried vainly to conceal her on the school stage during her earlier |. ‘THE AS THE GIRLS APPLAUDED. about the dramatic club election, which is being held at school tonight.” “Oh! You're going, aren’t you?” in- quired her mother. “Yes, I'm going, but I'd rather stay at home.” “But why? You are usually so in- terested in anything connected with the dramatic club,” said Mrs. Winslow. Then she made a little gesture of despair, “My .greatest ambition' in high school,” she said solemnly, “has been to be elected president of the Girls’ Dramatic Club. I've played more lead- ing parts than any other girl, you know, and I was almost sure to be elected. But now, I'm almost certain that Thyra Frapklin will get it.” “Thyra Franklin? Why, she has played hardly any big parts.” “I know,” Helen continued, shaking her pretty black head disconsolately. “But she has it in for me. She has been awfully nasty about taking my place on the basket ball team. An during the past few weeks she has been trying to get all the votes she can for president of the club. Her father is friend of Willlam Hare Collins, great New York actor, and Thyra has let it be known that.if she becomes president she’ll get Mr. Collins to. come ‘Thyra up d | The auburn-haired girl had a here and give the club & talk at the next meeting. All the girls at school are thrilled by the idea, and I'm pretty sure they will elect her.” “That's' too. bad,” said her mother agitation as the girls filled out their ballots. She would not vote for her- self, and she judged that Grace Car- son had been next in prominence to her in the plays, so she wrote Grace's name on her slip. Miss Callendar re- ceived the papers, counted them over carefully, and then stepped to the blackboard in the classroom. There she wrote the result of the election: Thyra Franklin .. Helen Winslow .. Grace Carson Mary Crain .. Helen g‘reuud her finger nails into her hands and managed to smile as the girls applauded half-heartedly. It had happened just as she had feared! She was glad when the meeting ended a few minutes later, so that she could escape from the sympathetic glances of some of the girls, who realized that she had been shabbily treated. “As she made her way from the room, ran the victorious to her. look of triumph on her face. “Oh, I'm so sorry you weren't elected, Helen,” she said, with an in- sincere smjje. “But it’s really fortunate that I go the presidency, for now I'll have Wiffam Hare Collins, the great actor, ggve to speak to us. I know you'll g-.nt to meet him.” “Ye" said Helen bravely. “I'll be very glad to.” (To be concluded next Sunday.) A FOUR BOARD POOL You can have s dandy garden )l fountain for the Bm Tl ate. roquirod, With " sheet four are 3 s of tin for the bottom. The ends are made from two boards 1 inch thick, 10 inches wide and 50 inches long. Cut out a plece from the lower end of each in the shape shown, and also cut blocks hm:e two upper corners to give & fini appearance. The Mg are 60 inches long and 1.inch ick, 2 inches wide at one end and 6 inches wide at the other. can also fasten with tacks to the under of !dgl:lnk - i e n , then Ive /0 coa m E“mum the first dry thor before m‘:reeondllpucm. ‘Then it will hold water nicely. ‘The design of the end pieces- make them to h: legs each when they are set in the ground. The solid lower end, however, gives greater make an excéllent addi to the flower garden. PR O, Posers. Here are some questions to try your knowledge. - They are more difficult than you get in a test at school, but we hope you'll make & passing grade on them. “ 1. In what country is the Sphinx located? 2. Who was the man who, to tradition, shot an apple off head with a bow and arrow? 3. What famous automobile manu- 1so builds airplanes? o Which of ‘ihe Unlted States has th.e" In M"@%fimw Square o eVhat gas constitutes four-fitbs of the at ? S L 7, London. THEN I DISCOVERED THAT MOST OF MY CLOTHING WAS GONE. VEIL, SHEET AND SCARF WERE LOST IN THE HARBOR AND MY CURLY HAIR WA\ED ABOVE A HOT, PINK FAC! As the first white woman to visit the secret city of Kufara, the stronghold of the fanatical Sen- ussi in the Sahara Desert, Rosita Forbes, widely recognized as the most noted of women explorers, undertook once more to don her disguise as a Moslem woman and to reach the sacred city of Mecea as a pligrim. Her story of this adventure is one of the most en- grossing of the exploits that.she has been telling in this series on her highly seasoned days in Arabia, BY ROSITA FORBES. T one time it was the ambition of my life to see Mecca.. I had been living for some months in the African desert among the simplest and most fervent of Moslems. Nightly 'round the campfires, daily on the torrid marches, had heard these men speak of the House | Ih of Allah and the pligrimage they hoped seen bélrl’l wandering lclfl: the Sahara, barefooted, penniless, sicl but sustained during a three or four years’ trail by the dream of Mecea. I had seen old men grow youmg at the thought of it, and the swords of war- riors unsheathed with the cry: “Next year, Allah, I come!” Inspired by something of the same passion, I de- termined to attempt the pilgrimage. A‘t tii:t“t'me the pligrimage, 'fluc: varies s in our year, happene be in Awgust, which, of course, is the hottest month in the Red Sea. I start- at & moment’s notice and, owing the intense damp heat, was unable to find any paint that would stay on my skin. As I had just come out of a hospital after an operation, I _had not time to burn usual brown. This, added to the fact t, though my face with its flat cheek bones passes muster, I am much too tall and thin for- the class of native easiest to represent, made success precarious from the start. tian passport and the Sitt KI ja— the name that had brought me good fortune on several former journeys— was reborn in a darkened railway car- riage somewhere between Ismaflia and Suez on the hottest of July nights. An Englishwoman walked into the uflge in an embroidered French frock, - heeled shoes, and a hat that was only simple to the uninitiated masculine eye. An tian woman came out of it. In the shapeless black habbara and heelless slippers she seemed to have lost at least four inches of height, and the only things that could be seen above her strip of white “burwa” were the painted es of the East. If they were gray, ey“were 80 heavily kohled that they looked as dark as the formidable brows above them. . With beads and straw fan “firmly g‘m in black-gloved fingers, she along the Suez platform in the wake of a porter, Unused to walking, this Moslem wonfan moved across a wide sandy square with the uncettain, EE T 4 vas ‘bustled ‘from | place to place with a ‘ecrowd of nerve-racked pilgrims, all determined that they lost their . or would lose the boat. Courteous :fi.m. with dom finally came to the rescue, saved BRI one)—though my pic- turesque handmaiden; was wrathfully forced to submit—and ush- ered us on board the small khedi “Mmmtwuwuh&hnhhrhtch Egyptian sou edda. My han n, who to the end be- lieved that I was the much-maligned sister of a weal Cairene, was of Be- douin origin and must have had.a checkered career, according to the sto- ries of her life with which she regaled me at the most tropical moments. ‘They were enlightening, and I deter- mined to strict eye on the lady. ‘When the last perspiri scuttled aboard and the unwieldy bundle had gleen hauled after him, -‘{ o | “what, SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, On the third day we all donned the Ihram or pilgrim garb, which necessi- tated very thorough ablutions before hang My enthusiastic sen::goke me at 6 a.m., just as I was oft after & night of literal torture—the heat had been so intense in the stufty cabin that I could not bear to lie down —but we did not manage to enter the bathroom till nearly noon, The necessary ablutions consist of a bath, washing the head, cutting the nalls, and shaving all hair from the body. When Bahia and I finally forced our way into the bathroom, we found every one frantically scrubbing each other's backs in an effort to be friendl. and helpful. ‘Then there was muc! consultation as to how to put on the ram. ‘The men’s garments were of extreme simplicity, for they consisted simply of two sheets of rough bath towels, one ‘wound around like a kilt and the other slung across the shoulders. In the case of the fat and the portly, there was always a considerable hiatus which af- forded some amusernent to theip friends, but the sheeted men looked rather well, because their draperies were long and one end could be flung in graceful folds, toga-wise, over the shoulders. The women wore a straight white bia made of coarse thick calico, like a very cheap night-dress, Over a close-fitting white handkerchief that hid all the hair, they donned a flowing transparent scarf that could be ar- to hide as much of the face as one wished and, over all, a “meliya”— merely a large bed sheet. This last item was the difficulty, and it very soon got draggled. ‘The pllgrim crowd has sometimes been described as reminiscent of & Turkish bath. Certainly individual in- stances are distinctly humorous, but, taken erally, the mass of snowy- robed figures, tense, eager, lit with a common purpose, the men bare-headed tunder the intolerant sun, the women shrouded and spotless as white Carmel- ite nuns, is an imposing sight. * ok ok % Au. through the hot afternoon we crouched in our few square feet of deck, walting anxiously for the siren blast that would announce our entry into “Haramein"—the sacred territory. As we were all feeling particularly clean and immaculate, we amused ourselves by criticizing Europeans, and I remem- ber. we decided that the English were a very dirty race. When at 6 pm. the longed-for blast thrilled the ship to sudden life, it was drowned in the great wave of sound t.h:t. bur;‘t. :ro& 600 throats. Few knew quite wl 1] were shouting, but everybody shouLd mmethlnt:'. ‘The Imams formed circles of their followers o gait pe to Gwelless in the :tlalo over the decks, and blared forth | ¢ prayers of their sects and confra- ternities. Anclent “ulema,” with shav- en heads and horn spectacles, read aloud page after page from well thumb- €d books, while the ignorant gathered around them for instruction. The simpler pilgrims contented themselves cryl : “F am here. I : A eougle of long-haired deryishes flung thel M“Mbegl'?flflmfldetm & repetitive foam romflulrm:x‘g:nd their upturned eyes showed fixed and tried to explain most en- to his hbor the com- of & out. * T asked, not_sin?” pilgrimage tion obliged to go and sit at the feet noted Alim to have it all s “Tell me, oh my Father,’ is sin and what is The old man had done the had | five times, so u “For the ‘Omral ‘he; sald, * must use no sunt.mdufl'o'lnl'fl l’:g u_must m‘:,’m 7 for Er:gltsh gray. X it i the evening of the fourth' day we chored roadstead out- be | TR e i APRIL -7, 04 e BOYS and Ori*Me‘cca 1929—PART 7. of wind. Consequently, we spent four | feebly, wondering in how many differ- of the hottest hours of the August day crouched, cramped and dripping, in our intolerably stiff and sticky eclothes, on the least sharp-cornered e we could find. As a matter of fact, there was little choice, because we were 0 wedged in that nobody could possibly move without upsetting the perilous positions of half a dozen neighbors. o B PTER the first hour or two, women began to collapse from the heat, but there was nowhere to put them. I squeezed myself into a still smaller cor- ner to allow one sufferer to curl up with head on my knee, but my um- brella I would not give up. Umbrellas are permitted to women and forbidden to men, but many of the later use them to protect their bare or shaven heads. Just when I wondered whether I could endure much longer and whethér the woman in my lap was already dead, for her groans had suddenly ceased, & mountainous female who literally bulged over us from behind, chose.this oppor- funé moment to remark: “You are.not in the least like a Turk; I believe you are lish or French.” Luckily, everybody was so hot and | unalunt her comment aroused no in- rest. I think our felucca must have been somewhat more heavily laden than the rest, for we were the last to arrive and, therefore, all places were taken in the long barn-like structures that shelter the unfortuante pligrims for 24 hours. The island, Gezera, is pérhaps 200 yards square and, of course, there is no water on it. All water has to be brought from the mainland and stored in cisterns. It is doled out in ring th yas full. As a matter of fact, there is not much hardship for the ordinary pilgrim, as he is never desir- ous of privacy and probably finds.no fault with the lopng shed that he shares with 50 or 60 others, but it is ;:xx hard, indeed, for the better class . If arrives late, he may not even find a place in one of the rooms, and he will have to spread his mat on the shore, or sit on the jetty where he will have the shelter of a roof. Bahia and I found that there was no place left in the shade. Every room was crowded and every corner on beach and. wharf remote from the sun al- ready had its occupants, while a free fight’ was going on around the water cistern. However, luck favored us, and I finally discovered a rather dusty pas- sage between & room labeled “bureau” and a sort of guard-room. Here we spread our very nice carpet and on it deposited the one thing we had the physical energy to lift from the boat to the jetty, and carry all over the island in search of rest—a basket of food. TN I giel 26 any len; perlod on was terrible, and, for the first time in my life, I realized the awful feeling of utter helplessness—the useless, rebel- | gal lious despair of the masses against even beneficent officialdom. I have spent many uncomfortable nights in my life—I once sat up for B T . Cochin Gniok, T got quie t ral in Cocl a, Jfl’m polished wood opium couches with no pillow; and I ‘weary night spent on & slnruhflg hard table in a mosquito-infested hut on a Samoan ' volcano; but I never tions t | made more acutely miserable hours of dark- ness than those in the Gezira. I made - ul‘x’ & rlt’l.’ dripping f¢ ich cur! er ly, drip) form 1 nearer me l%n 1 liked, and the soldier and his two sons arranged themselves on the window % * ok ok BOUT 6 am, it was suggested unanimously that I should visit the doctor, whose footsteps could be heard energy to comed by a delightful young who calmed our fears hytu;u, at 7 hile Bahia | 1al you talk French'or “Only French,” I re] thereafter we -had: the most | & Ginking S ent countries I had met Emir Zeld and his famous brother, and whether he could possibly fail to recognize me, and what his feelings would be if asked to talk Turkish to me. I kept my head sufficiently to say I thought I would rather meet all these friends after I returned from Mecca, having given up the pilgrim garb. “But you are the cleanest person I have seen,” said the doctor, surprised, and departed to glance hastily round the island, before ordering every one aboard the waiting feluccas. This time there was a faint breeze, which strengthened as we tacked in and out of the reefs near Jedda, so we man- aged to endure the four and & hall hours more or less happily, in spite of a violent dispute between Bahia and the boatman over a coin representing the value of about threepence. All those not completely incapacitated join- ed in on one side or the M't“hlel mark that he dould not conceive how a Moslem like Khadija hanem could employ a servant. This, however, was felt to be too great an insult, and the whole boat protested loudly till the boatman gabe way and, making s sudden perilous run along the edge of his craft, seized Bahia's d in both hands and im. ‘Therea: been living for the lasi creased considerably. * % k% ()l‘! by one the overcrowded feluccas stuck in the shallow water and, under & noontide sun we sweltered tiil flat-bottomed craft came out to rescue m—l—mnnlwly slowly. As all the ea] ped into them at once, m-r&: them as much baggage as possible, and dragging the sick help- lessly between them, the larger craft overturned and several pilgrims, includ- ing myself, were flung into the water. This would not have mattered very much because it was only about three feet deep, but we got wedged down between the sides of two of the smaller craft, and, for a horrible moment, I thought I should be drowned in an ignominious scrimmage. Mercifully, someone caught my arm from above, and; with & jerk that near- 1y wrenched it from its socket, hauled me up into the felucca, where Bahia was screeching loudly without attempt- ing to do anything. g'or a moment I could not understand why, even in the turmoil of the moment, people were looking at me curiously. Then I discovered that most of my clothing 0! Veil, sheet, and e Ay gt cur] wa al & mg and a severely plain calico labia! At this terrible instant I found my- self gazing across a heaving mass of pllgrims at the portly occupant of a Sherifian boat, which had come up to see the cause of the disturbance. I remember thinking even then that the official's face showed more surprise than was jmmedb:w '!‘L.Il flmfi vommgn were m offering me por- %h‘ attire, so the incident little impression at the moment. Even the little feluccas stuck once or twice on their w:&‘ln. and we were borious!. ed o by nude bronze y our the shallows. :!mmd few yards beyond in end the jetty, and we were dragged by enthusiastic pilgrims from boat to boat till at last we stood on the quay. Behind a scarlet curtain an English doctor was doing quick work with & hypodermic syringe, but this I felt I could not bear, so I pushed myself in ilgrims unknown to me T do riot know whether English quar- g oo, T the i | plus a yellow sphere of disinfectant on | my arm, but minus a second dose of cholera mixture, (Copyrisht, 1930.) . Over the Top. Green Cavalryman—I don't like the looks of this horse’s head. Drill Sergea that's all zight; youw'll soon get over ; Quite an Age He—Oh, she’s not as old as all that! Ha—Old! Why, that woman remem- % when it was just i CRAFTS JOKES, PUZZLES Banking Facts for Boys and Girls BY JOHN Y. BEATY, EDITOR OF THE BANKERS MONTHLY When I was & small boy I had & school ehm by the name of Willle Norton, Like most boys in those days, ‘Willle had a ‘bank. It was & small given him.~ . The bank contained about $2 when Willie and I concelved the idea that we might become. rich by starting a store. We were only 10 years old, but 'eumufhtn'wldbemywmnl store. had no money, but Willle sald he would. get the $2 that was in his bank. ‘We ' were rather foolish boys to think that we could start a store on $2. But we didn't know that until a few days . Willie's ather had intend- | ed that the shoud be used to save | money but Willie didn't understand the | ;:!nukeoxummm. He turned the u down out back of the wood and, with the ald of a| toothpick, got the money out of it. | ‘Well, I suppose you wonder if we got | rich with our store. We spent the $2 and didn't make anything. ‘This is what happens 50 often when you spend money instead of saving it. The trouble with Willie's bank. was | that it was too easy for him to get the money out of it. To save money. | you need a bank that cannot be opened except by the banker. Most all banking compan boys and coin banks that they give to girls. When these banks are filled, you take them to the banker and he opens them with a key, takes out the money, counts it and gives you credit by enteéring- the amount in a receipt book which is called a “pass book.” You take your coin bank home and start to fill it again. If you get an idea that you want to spend some of your money, it isn't so easy to get it. The coin bank is so made that you can't get the money out without a key. The money that the banker gave you a receipt for.is not so easy to get, for must take your pass book to_the ker and sign a receipt for him, fes have | 1 Meet the king of beasts! With a loud roar, Mr. Lion steps up and offers you a puzzle. Be careful that hé doesn'ci bite you! The King of Beasts. | The Definitions Are: ©* Horizontal. 1. Railroad ). :. ‘The king of ts. . A vehicle. Country where lions are found. ‘Wager. . Another .country where lions Vertical. . A small state (Abbr.). . Noises made by lions. Behold. . Night (Abbr.). 5. Initials of & United States Presi- dent who hunted lions. 1. A P';;’é‘m beverage. Frig] 9. Boy's nickname. Not in. : Promissory note (Abbr.). Animal. . Neuter pronoun. On the condition that. Before the Christian era (Abbr.). 2. And now for a couple of word chains, in which you make one word into another by changing one letter at a time. Change LION to BEAR in five moves. Change . GOLF to GAME in six moves, : 3. The name of a. European country is hidden in the sentence below.. Rolf ran certain races better then others. 4. Can you form a word series from the names of seven boys, starting with Charles and ending with Eric? Remem- The “Thumb Tie” Easy to Learn Did you ever see a professional ma- an pérform “The Thumb Tie”? In clever effect the performer’s thumbs are securely bound with two lengths of cord, yet he succeeds in catching large joops on his arms; he can pull his hands through an upright pole, as sketch; he cah perform various other seemingly impossible feats. The knots mn{ be examined at any time. It's a Teal mystery, And, more, it's & mystery which any boy or girl can present after a few minutes’ practice. Here’s the how: The equipment con- sists of two lengths of fairly stiff cord " P I ‘| cently, to take your father or mother to the bank with you. 8o, you see, when you put your mon? ot‘n 'L big bank, wh:r; all the people town keep their money, will find it much easier to save, use you can't get it back so easily. When you put your money in & savings mecount you make a lot more money than when vou try to start a store with it as Willie and I did. Putting money into a savings account is much different from spending it. ‘When you spend money you can never get it again. When you put your money In a savings bank you cen get it later on, and if you leave it in the bank six months you can take out more than you put in. The bank will pay you 3 cents for each $2 you leave in the bank six months. That is called “inferest.” Every six months the bank will pay you 3 cents for every $2. That makes 3 cents a year for each dollar. 8o, you see, & bank is a good place save money because you won't spend 50 soon, and because the bank will it r:cy you interest on what you leave and if you are real small you will have ' with it. THE PUZZLE CORNER ber that the last letter of each word must be the first letter of the next one. 5. Four animals of the cat family are bictured in the puzzle below. GUESS THESE— FOUR WILD ANIMALS OF THE CAT FAMILY . GR-R-R-R 6. I am a_three-letter word connected with a boat. By putting one letter in*" front of me I become the noise made by an animal; by putting another letter - in front of me I become an animal. Can you guess me? Answers. i 1. Cross Word Pussle Solution. [RIR] a3 BREED & PIONNED] D%g @ ooEmn (B RIETR AR 2. LION —loon—boon—boor—boar— i T —gol le—sale—same —GAME. 3. The country is France. 4. ‘Charles, Samuel, Leo, Oscar, Ralph, Horace, Eric. 5. Tiger, lynx, panther and leopard. roar, boar. tips closer together, so that when they are later turned to the right angle posi- tion you can easily effect your-escape. In performing the hoop-throwing ef- fect, the throwers should stand at 16 to 20 feet distance from the performer. ‘When waiting for the hoops to be thrown, the performer’s hands should be held flat, palm to palm, the fingers pointing upward. In this position the thumbs cannot be plainly seen, so the right thumb may be withdrawn before the hoop is thrown. Then catch the hoop between the hands, pass it onto the arm, return the thumb to the loop and bring the tips together as before 80 that the cords are once more tight! The Kitchenette BY AUNT HELEN. ‘This week we-have a salad recipe, which will be & bit of & change from the candy and cookies we've had re- Almost everybody llkes potato salad, and I know you'll want a good recipe for making it. POTATO SALAD. By Ellen A. Reis—Two cups freshly potatoes, one teaspoonful -eighth teaspoon

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