Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, December 10, 1913, Page 3

{ } aan ' | | eames a i NN Grand Rapids SECTION 3 VOL, XXIV. No. 23 Granp RapiDs, Irasca County, MInn., WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 10, 1913 What Christmas Day Brought the Convict day before Christmas. To the woman who waited for news and yet dreaded its coming it was the closing of the longest, wretchedest. dreariest day that she had ever known. She had been advised not to hope, yet she clung to hope, feeling that if she gave up entirely she must die. If the worst came she must live for the sake of the children, who were too young to know of the shadow that clouded the: ves. Often and often the woman went to the window and looked out at the dreary street. Once when a boy came down the walk with the blue uniform of a te iph messenger she clutched it and uttered a little moan ¢ was late in the afternoon of the s matter, mamma?’ ked the that clung to her s s. The 1 could not reply until after the x er had passed her gate. Then she caught the child in her arms and covered its > with kisses. Hope once more revived in her heart. When she went to the window again the oked out and saw her husband coming. In the wave of joy that over her she did not no- | tice that looked old and hopeless and broken and bent and that there Was no elusticity in his step. She | threw ope ne door and ran down the ; graveled walk to the gate. “John, oh, Jolin,” she cried, flinging her arms about his neck, “you are free! Heaven be praised for his mer- cies. You are free.” The man pressed her to his heart, un able to speak. “] pw that they would not find you guilty—they could not,” she cried “My poor ¢ ce,” he murmured, stroking her hair, “you must be brave. I have been found guilty. Five years in the penitentiary.” “Then how is it that you are here?" “The judge who sentenced me has given me a reprieve on my own recog- nizance so that 1 can spend Christmas with you and the babies. I am in hon- or bound to surrender myself to the sheriff on the first of the year. It was a technical violation of the law only. They know I am honest, but the senti- { ment of the public is set so strongly against bankers that I could not get j justice. Even my political friends dare | not support me. It is an unexpected | favor that I am allowed to be with you | for a few days.” John Anstruther spoke bitterly, and his wife listened with tearless eyes. She controlled herself with an effort. “John, the children!” she whispered. “They must not know. Let them have | one more happy €hristmas. They have been praying for you to come home. ; Let us smile and be happy with them | for a few day Let us forget the | dread future.” | Once during the evening she spoke of | a pardon which might be asked of the | governor “It is a vain hope, dear.” her husband said. “We will not waste ourselves on it. And he relapsed into thoughtful silence. | But for all the shadow that hung | over the home there was a Christmas | tree, and the Anstruther babies were happy. Their convict father played | the role of Santa Claus. Their mother | laughed and sang. though now and then her voice broke and her eyes were wet with tears. A few neighbors ed full of sympathy and yet timid about showing it. All the little town felt that it was best to let the stricken family enje their Christmas cheer without intrusion even on the part of those who loved and r “ted them. When the children, surfeited witb sweets and their arms s filled with precious toys, were asleep on e more the mother was busy in her kitchen with her preparations for » grand Christmas dinner of the me W -- per. haps » last bountiful her ch dren wouid have throu 1 the dark years to come | John Anstruther went to his ro look over his papers. In the drawer he suddenly found something thar made his heart leap mm to It was a revolv He took the shin- ing, crue! tning in his hands. and a sort of madness came over bim Here was his opportunity. Here was escape from the striy the dark cell, the ig- nominy of-f Here w. sion for G yes His 0.000 life in nee still was in force, and he knew well at it was nonfor feitable even ease of suicide. A sudden sharp and it would be over. Even for her would be better than the five yeurs of living death He pressed the cold muzzle. to his fore ger was on the trig- ger. He could hear Grace singing sad- ly, with a pathetic attempt to be gay in the kitchen. “Coward!” The warning voice came out of the void, like the voice of the angel who spoke to Abraham on the mountain top. Perhaps it was only the cry of his own consciousness, made audible by his imagination. But he heard it dis- tinctly. A revulsion of feeling swept over him. “Oh, not that, not that, thank God,” he murmured. He put the weapon back in the draw- on e and his s pro His TELLING THEIR WANTS “SEE MY TREEI” er and went out into the kitchen. where Grace was dressing the Chi s 3," he said “and t 1 be a gen- erous allowance for good conduct. . I will have some sort of bookkeeping to do, and the life will be bearable. no doubt. Let us meet the future bravely, dear heart. God will not fail to send us comfort. And you—you dear, brave little woman—you will get along some- how. We have friends yet. thank heaven.” It was the first time he had ventured to speak of the life in prison, and she was comforted to know that le took so bravea view. That night they slept. and the next day their Christmas din- ner was an occasion of joy to the chil- dren, and the parents, thankful to be together. simulated a cheerfulness that almost deceived one another. It was late in the afternoon that a large number of their neighbors came trooping in with words of love and sympathy and encouragement. They promised to look after Grace and the children, and when John got back— they spoke of it as if he were going that the village would be at the train with a band to receive him “You will be a convict, but not a criminai, John,” said the leading mer- chant warmly. “You can step into the best job in my store the day after you get home. upon these neighbors to witness it.” John Anstruther rose to reply, jbut before he could speak the door was opened and a blue coated messenger boy appeared with a telegram. An- “The ggvernor has signed your jun conditional pardon as a Christmas gift to your wife and babies. He did it as an act of justice and in response to telegrams from hundreds of men throughout the state who know you are an honest man. Congratulations.” The name signed to the telegiam was that of the secretary of state.— | Chicago Tribune. The Symbolic Key. Art, music and poetry have in all ages been considered the polite arts, {but what is art without the proper |portrayal of the dress of the age that jit seeks to represent? What is misic’ |that does not bring inspiration from the masters of the past who were clothed in the power to give us glimpses of men and ideals of whom the only lasting impression can | be gained by the form our imaginatipns give to them? And our imaginatipns clothe them in robes: in which tleir creators sent them out on their erraads of giving the world higher ideals. Tien what is poetry but thought clothed in words? No matter from what side viewed, the figure of speech of cla ing is the symbolic Key that gives trance to these higher realms, ne pd only on a little journey—they declared | I promise you that and call | struther tore it open with shaking fin- | {| gers. By EDWIN L. SABIN. [Copyright, 1913, by American Press Asso- ciation.] OW sweetly rests this winter night H Upon a waiting earth! Until the lift of Christmas light The curtain of the dusk be drawn, And sleeping hpsts afar Shall wake to read in radiant dawn The message of the star! The dawn goes marching from the east Across a joyous world To usher in the Christmas feast "Neath Christmas fronds unfurled. Now swiftly on the glory spreads, The miracle fulfilled, To bless a myriad bended heads And souls by Christmas thrilled. Behold it sweep a mighty land, Long leagues of list’ning snow; From whitened firs to where midst sand The poinsettias glow. On English thatch and tile it lies, Chateau and hut forlorn, And frozen steppes and tropic skies Acciaim the Christmas morn. | No region too remote for this, Too difficult no tongue, The Christmas wreath, the Christmas kiss, The Christmas music sung. No heart with grace.so incomplete, No head with age so gray, No hearth so poor it does not greet The dawn of Christmas day. Titles. “That is a remarkably distinguished | family of yours.” | “Yes.” replied MF Mildman. “My wife is president of several societies. | vation Army and his brother is an of- ficer in the boy scouts.” “And is there no special distinction for you?” “Yes. I'm the only person in the house who is addressed as plain ‘mis- ter.’ ”—Washington Star. A Slight Blemish. “Yes,” said Mrs. Mulligan, who was ‘having a chat with two friends. “me ,fusband’s a wonderful man. He can | mend clocks, Sure. Mrs. Moriarty, | didn’t he mend your cuckoo clock so that it kapes beautiful time now?” “That he did, Mrs. Mulligan,” replied | pound of citron peel chopped, half a | | Shall spread the Christmas birth, | My eldest son is a captain in the Sal- | Christmas Dinners ¢ ANY are the opportunities for culinary triumphs afforded by the Christmas dinner. For a week before the feast it is likely the housewife’s kitchen will ex- hale hints of the dainties that are to attest her skill on the memorable day. For the Christmas feast there may be all sorts of dainties. but that royal bird, the turkey, is the piece de resistance. A typical Christmas dinner consists of a soup—say cream of celery—with oysters, roast turkey, onions, potatoes, cranberries, a lettuce salad, plum pud ding. wafers. cheese. mince pie. ice cream, fruit cake. candy, nuts, raisins and coffee. To prepare oyster cocktails make sauce by stirring together a tablespoon- ful of tomato ketchup, one-half table- | spoonful of grated horseradish. one- half tablespoonful of Worcestershire sauce, a dash of tabasco sauce, a tea spoonful of lemon juice and salt to taste. Set in the ice until chilled through. Into chilled small glasses put | five little oysters and pour in this | sauce; then put the glass in the center | of a plate of cracked ice. | Seald the turkey instead of dry pick- | ing it. Clean and wash the fow! nicely. | Select a turkey of about fifteen or six- | teen pounds. It takes from three to four hours to roast one of: this size. A very rich turkey requires to be offset with an acid jam or jelly, and cranberries supply about the cheapest and most satisfying relish of this sort. Put the following ingredients into a large dish and mix them thoroughly | together for the plum pudding: One | pound of seeded raisins and the same | When ready to make the pies line the pie tins with pastry, fill them with the mincemeat and cover with the paste. Brush over with beaten egg and bake in hot oven. An economical! fruit cake: Cream together a cupful of sugar and half as much butter. Add two beaten eggs, a cupful of molasses and one- half cupful of strong, cold coffee in which you have dissolved a scant tea- spoonful of baking soda. Have ready three cupfuls of sifted flour, one cupful of mixed raisins, figs and dates, chopped fine; one cupful of WHAT TO EAT cleaned dried currants, one-quarter pound of citron. cut very fine, and the same of blanched and shredded al- monds and a teaspoonful of mixed spices—cinnamon, cloves, mace, nut- meg and ginger. When the batter is mixed flavor with the strained juice of a lemon. Bake in a moderate oven one hour. Line the baking pan with buttered paper. This cake will remain moist for some months if kept in a tin box. amount each of suet, currants and | flour: one-fourth pound of citron. one- | grated nutmeg: a dessertspoonful of | allspice. eight eggs, one pound of dark brown sugar and one wineglassful of brandy. Cook until done. | If you care to make your own mince- | meat here is a good recipe: Two pounds of cooked lean beef chopped. two pounds of beef-suet chop- ped, three quarts of apples chopped. j three pounds of raisins seeded and chopped, two pounds of currants, one pound of orange peel chopped, one pound of lemon peel chopped, half a | eupful of lemon juice, half a cupful of | orange juice, one tablespoonful of salt, | four cupfuls of sugar, one cupful of molasses, one cupful of coffee, one cup- ful of boiied cider, three cupfuls of brandy, one -upful of sherry wine, two teaspoonfuls ground cinnamon. one teaspoonful allspice and one teaspoon ful cloves. Mix all the ingredients together ex- cept the sherry and brandy and cook slowly for two hours. Add the liquors. In place of the brandy and sherry the same quantity of cider may be used The mincemeat should be allowed to stand a month before it is used. fourth pound of preserved ginger, a| 2 ROAST BEEF DINNER. Oysters on Half Shell. Celery. Radishes. Consomme. Deviled Crabs. Roast Beef. Potatoes Roasted in Pan. Spinach. Macaroni au Gratin. 4 Roman Punch. Chicken Pie. Lettuce and Tomato Salad: Cheese. ‘Toasted Wafers. English Plum Pudding. Hard Sauce. Nuts. Coffee. $F9OO900OO-06-509606605000OO Oranges. Raisins. South African Lame Sickness. An investigation of the South Afri- can disease known as lamziekte. or lame sickness, suggests that it is due to a specia! plant poison that is gen- erated under abnormal conditions in grasses or other plants that are nor- mally harmless. Its development seems to be associated with unusual weather and soil experiences, of which summer drought is important. Through such conditions wilting would favor the for- mation of the poison, and this gives explanation for the common belief that the disease results from eating wilted plants. COUNTING THE MINUTES