The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 5, 1916, Page 4

he Seattle Star Published Datiy Bre Matered at Seaitia Mtoe Pestottice as second clase matter @ months, 61.90; so Per Moth up to ¢ mos By enayten city, 286 & mon! ‘Wilson’s Perplexities HE next week or so promises to be fairly busy period for President Wilson. - Confronted with three problems, any or all of which may reach the acute stage Overnight, the president must do some Sober thinking. The German submarine Jem, the imposition of additional re ms upon America’s commerce by approaching the critical stage. It has long time since a chief executive | of this country has been harassed by so my vexing problems at one time. ‘oodrow Wilson is surrounded by “great big problems at the present moment re are some vociferous citizens at who are feverishly praying that he y stumble into one of these Patriot- ‘ism is being subordinated to politics quite lot more than the average citizen Te- But the masses are for president, ¥ th a commendably whole- ed unanimity, in his efforts to steer ship of state thru the ugly rocks of A Partisan Vote HEN the subcommittee of the ju- diciary subcommittee of the senate reported on the Louis D. Brandeis case, the three democrats voted to confirm Brandeis for supreme court judge, and the two republicans voted against him, Here you have another concrete ex- ample of the degrading influence of parti- sanship. The committee spent weeks taking testimony Ostensibly this done to arrive at the merits of the case. Instead, what is the result? A partisan line-up, regardless of the real merits No wonder there is a crying need for nonpartisanship—and, at least in state and county offices, there ought to be no question about it in this state when we go to the pails t this fall was Marketing by Parcel Post ARKETING by parcel post is to be put to practical trial in Sacramento on even a greater scale than Farmer Brown has done in the state of Wash- ington. The grangers of that part of ter, which are peeping And when you get fact, the masses ht. The common people think, as a only along one line at a time, but And that this is so be a comforting thought to Wood- e line is straight. Wilson in this time « the Way | NE recent utterance rings as clear as a siren in a fog at s¢a and with the same f warning. Party ions. leader in the Russian Duma, declared pore “could not make peace until gained Constantinople and control England has un- the casket and set which has grown to tremendous Try as it may, by wile or Mever again can Britain drive back t into its former prison. for the first time since the war started, bear has roared aloud, tho its growls been heard at intervals. ja’s long suspected purpose is thus disclosed; it is on its way to the out on every down to hard are generally activity in The object is to procure national of trial. D0: i" ubin's from Europe forms and be ominous note Milinkoff, a purchasing determined so on at large a year. more difficult of far greater be cowpunchers veloping the details of the producer and the consumer of farm products closer together. legislation exchange via the P. O. st the great medium of exchange,” slogan. Farmers desiring to register would buy by blue for butter, pink for chickens, and TRAFFIC COPS in Dalia under fourfoot umbrellas to protect them from the sun and rain. We guess the next thing will the country, under the direction of David Lubin, who has a national fame for his rural welfare work, are de- a plan to bring of the present experiment reliable data for pushing for a farm-to-table “Make the parcel is given numbers. Consum- ers desiring to place.orders would obtain book. Products would be colors—white for eggs, The mail order business of the coun- try now amounts to over $100,000,000 a Marketing by parcel post would be: no to manage, and would be value to the people, there- fore the Sacramento experiment will be worth watching. ire now standing wearing wrist watches. T ANY THING <- have tenor barks wear wrist watches is one of of nature. is stil] surrounded. captured. dead. surrounded and trapped and d in. That's all. idea of wasting thisgs—two Why | girls kissing each other. It must give Bryan heart disease to notice that there's a fist even in pacifist. It's all right for small kids to aa- lute the flag each week, according to the school board, but it’s child. ish to impose such a perfunctory! ceremony on high school students. | Evidently the school board puts the | city council tn the kindergarten class. Good morning, dija notice anoth- er new drug store today? So did) we. | According to the complaint titea | \yes@erday by Mrs. Arthur Waite, she wants a divorce because he_ won her thru fraud, treated her cru- elly, murdered her parents, planned to kill her, and had to do with all | | er women. If Mrs. Waite would only aaa | |nonsupport and desertion, she/ | would have a pretty good cause of | The steel men now offer Uncle Sam reduced rates to prevent a government ir econ plate” plant. In other words, a little lees i -—_———— PORT WARDEN PAYSSE'S IDEA OF A BIG CINCH ers =) AT BISBEE, ARIZONA-— What has become of the old-fash foned man who used to say Roose velt won't ever un again? ly | different at home; that he is ul and cross to his » Do you call a man like @ gentleman? MARGIE. -—~A man who falls to be cour- is to his mother has not only monners but a bad heart. No * veneer of polish put on before out- siders can cover up his real na-| ture. Even tho not trained by his| mother to show her proper re spect, thie Is instinctive to a man} of fine feeling. Q—Friends who visit us have a child who walks on my uphoiste ed furniture and scratches the | plano, When the mother puts on hie wraps she stands him on my mahogany plano bench. The re- - 9 empmcenailipeaninte || Why those Pains? Here is a testimonial unsolicited “It Thad my will it would refusing a Me Dyte, Labewcoed, WS. | tr | thing expand. sult is neti deplorable. My friend is it my things that way? ANNOYED FRIEND. A.—If you should put that ques tion to your friend she would prob. |ably say that she has learned that | | a child's happiness is far more im portant than mere “things.” Yet In not guiding his bappiness to bet ter sources than destruction of val- uable furniture, she is providing for her child much future unhap- piness. Q.—Last night | poured some hot | tea into a giase and the glass broke. But the tea was not hot enough to crack a cup. Why did the glass break? NORA, A.—Heat makes almost every- Even the sections lof @ railroad track are longer in | summer than in winter, When glass is heated quickly, as by pour- ing hot tea into a tumbler, it ex- pands unequally, according to its ness, and the swelled part cracks off from the colder, solider part. However, glass can be heat ed to a high temperature without breaking if it in heated gradually and evenly, Housekeepers often do this when they are preparing cans for filling with hot fruit Dear Miss Grey: : Some one wai inquiring thru your paper how to make pies that would not be soggy in the bottom. | can tell her how to make good, healthy ple crust. Take two-thirds white flour and one-third graham flour, salt to t. Work a@ corresponding amount of shortening w into the flour.| Then moisten with butt lik, to which a pinch of soda hi add- ed, Roll thin, been lined with crust, rub white flour over the bottom and up the sides of the pan, | have made pie this way for a good many y be After ple pan has! STAR—WEDNESDAY, ntinued from our last Issue.) TOOK but a short pertod of this heart breaking travel against the biting wind to con-| vince Jensen that be bad greatly overestimated his own strength |Had it not been for each short respite when Babe searched for signs of the trail, he would have had to give up early. Finally Kerry |Mallabee mado him change places with her for a time, and he had a longer rest, Late In the afternoon they halted, and Peter Saint man aged to warm up a can of coffee It put new vigor into thelr tired bodies, and they struck out again. | Aw the earlmdunk fell Babe found the trail more difficult, and Jen: nen's periods of rest were consider ably lengthened. During one of these rests Jensen fell into a mo- |mentary doze an he sat curled up on the forward sledge awaiting int’s return with Babe, with a rather sleep-mud- died brain that he resumed the journey after this respite, and they had been traveling steadily on for [some time when he suddenly sensed the unusual quietness of the rear dog He looked back. There was ino rear sledge In slight! | For an instant the bleak horror lot the situation almost overcame }him. He ran forward and caught |Peter Saint by the arm, } Heavens, man, where's the otifer | slede shouted Jensen. “They are not follow! I can neither \neo nor hear them.” In an instant Peter had turned | hia dog team about, and they were |ractng on the back track of the \sledges, a trall fast becoming indlis Unguishable in the falling darknes | Crazed with anxtety, Peteraint and Jensen almost outran the dogs, the Diind man ahead, crouched over as he aped on, led by Babe with her ading cord tied to his wrist Suddenly Jensen saw |mittens that had been dropped from the rear sledge as her dog team bad jturned sharply off the trail, In an ant Peter Saint was up. only to stagger forward and fall i, gain with a groan of pais. Jensen fn the snow by wich Vhat js {t? What's the mat My Gar, I theenk m7 ankle she mos’ broke,” moaned Peter. Again the pluckily tried to stand up, but It lwas no use, “I guess Sin Petair he ees done \tor.”" he declared, sad! he lay back, groaning in the snow, while Babe barked and tugged at her leading string. Suddenly Peter noted Babe's ex cltement. He listened to her barks and whimpers, “My Gar,” he sald, “I theenk dees cos right trail off here, eh, what, my Baby? Eet was Sin Petair his Baby wot go astray, eh, what?” “Well, that's so much to the good, then,” said Jensen. greatly relieved. “Now let's seq what's the matter with your ankle,” Decently skilled tn backwoods rgery, Jensen soon had Peter's pac and thick woolen sock removed There could be little doubt about what was the matter. Peter Saint would not be able to step on that ‘foot for days. | There was nothing for Jensen to ido but bind the injured ankle as }best he could and, lift Peter Saint onto the komatic. | Jensen took Babe's leading strii and the tw led off, leading the |way on tl trall taken by Kerry Mallabee and Peter Saint's dogs. As a rule, sledge dogs do not often bark, the whine or the | grow! ts thetr common method of speech, yet Kerry Mallabee’s team | kept up a furious howling they raced along on their lat mpan- fons’ their teammates were in distres: and must be found. Within a short time answering |howls were heard in the distance \Jensen'’s heart gave » leap for |sheer joy and lef. He broke into a loud, “Hall Hallo!” and |iinagined there came a faint, an- swertng ay | Soon a piled black shadow could be seen blurring the trail ahead. It was the other dogs and the lkomatic, bunched together for warmth and comfort. But the sledge was empty. Kerry Malla bee was not there! Jensen got down on his hands ‘Stearns’ Electric ‘RatetRloach Paste ‘Seoge ‘end thoro' oar. Sold by vapor yoo RE An Easy Way to Increase Weight Good Advice for Thin Folks ‘ouble with most thin folks nto gain welght ts that aton drugging th uffing tt with re rubbing on us sh following. some foolish physical cul. while the real cause of hed. You ean- digontive tract you eat ration known to Imont everywhere nbodies the mins ture stunt, thinn goen untou wet fat until y ¢ drugetats emingly ing elements needed by the digestive organs to help them convert fo {nto rich, fat-Iaden blood. This mod jern treatment ts has been termed t |builders, Sargol and intestines to literally the fattening ele. ments of your food and pasa them linto the bieod, where [ried to th leelin and t your body loan readily picture what result th amazing transformation should pr duce an with Inc od weight the cheeks fill out, hollows about neck, 9 penr, and Ithy reol inexpenalye, « Co, Swift's fi 1 are not broken ,\from 10 to 30 fleah ts add is absolutely Jeffictent Hartel! I Pharmacy and other leading dru |winte of this vicinity have It, and w 8 only as a flesh bullde excellent results in o indigestion, ete. have been repor ould be taken about using it a gain of weight is deuired, of nervor track, appearing aware that| when the three thoroly exhausted .|left over in the stomach to poison :|your breath with nauseous odors. j/taln enough “Pape's Diapepsin” | “Pape’s Diapepsin” APR. 5, 1916. PAGE 4 ‘A SIREN OF THE SNOWS:’ nley Shaw—Copyright, 1915, by Littl WARD and began to study the snow about the back track of the ledges, Peter Saint called to him “Here ees wan patr of sharper eyes dan youre,” he said, as he rubbed Kerry Mallabee's fur mit- ten on Rabe's nose, “Onderstan’, my Raby? Fin’ her, Go!” Tabe raced back on the trail with Jensen ¢ after her, Pres ently she ruck off to the left Several times she went across gul lies where the snow lay deeper, and he thought his feet and legs were made of lead, so difficult was it for bim to drag himeelf up. “TL can't make it!" he muttered weakly to himself, as he fell help. leasly in the snow for the fourth time, His whole body and brain had relaxed into the lethargy of ut- ter exhaustion when he heard « half-muted cry borne down the wind. He threw up his head and lis tened. Wan it animal or human’ He could not tell. Putting every ounce of strength and all bis anxiety behind his volce, he shouted ‘Girl! Iw that you?” He listened. Very faint, thru the wild whirl of sleet, he thought he heard a voice, little more than @ whisper, yet a sound that throbbed thru hin brain and galvanized his exhausted body {nto action as no stimulating drug could have done “Booy! Here I am, Boy!” tt feemed to call, and he was on his | feet again in an instant, crying en | couragement to Babe, whose sharp- or ears had probably sensed the meaning of that sound even better than had his own, A fow moments later make out a dim form struggling to- ward him; then Kerry Mallabee fell on his shoulder sobbing hys- terteally, “Boy! Boy!" she murmured. “I thought you were lost, and I went out to find you!” His heart singing with gladness) at having found her, hardly realiz ing what he was doing, Jensen held her close tn bis arms and mur | mured comfortingly “It's all right now, We were the ones who were lost; we wandered from the trail and did not discover \ for some time, Then w back, found your empty sled thought you were lost, and Babe and I came out to search for you.” For an instant Kerry Mallabee Jay unresteting in bis embrace, and ‘ | recent suffering. Then, puddenty | appearing to realize for the first) time where she was, she broke! away, and Jensen thought he caught & look of sad reproach in her be Uiful brown eyes as she ani “We must return jo Peter Saint} at once, Can you make it? They finally managed to get back to the komatics, Safe now on the Proper trail, they started on again and soon reached Tete Loup Cache, the last stop before reach- ing Camp Argyle, which proved to be but @ short distance ahead. It was a gigantic rock with @ sheer side to leeward. There was no cache there at present, but the Bame still clung. With plenty of wood available, a roaring fire was soon going, and & generoussized, three-pole, tar paulin lean-to erected against the | leo aide of the rock for shelter, | Despite the agony of pain it coat) him to drag his helpless foot about, the habitan insisted upon making a pot of coffee, warming a can of beans, and frying bacon, all of which proved wonderfully comfort- ing to the three & beatout people. CHAPTER Vv. Into the Unknown Tt was late the next morning travelers awoke. The wind and sleet had vanished to the south and the temperature was now several degrees above zero. GAS,HEARTBURN, INDIGESTION OR “A SICK STOMACH ends all stomach distress in five minutes. Time it! Pape's Diapepsin will di- gest anything you eat and overcome a sour, gaasy or out-of-order stom- ach surely within five minutes, If your meals don't fit comfort- ably, or what you eat lies like a lump of lead in your stomach, or if you have heartburn, that fs a sign of indigestion. Get from your pharmacist a fifty- cent case of Pape’s Diapepsin and take a dose just as soon as you can, There will be no sour rising, no belching of undigested food mixed with acid, no stomach gas or heartburn, fullness or heavy feeling in the stomach, nausea, debilitating headaches, dizziness or intestinal griping. This will all go, and, be- sides, there will be no sour food Pape's Diapepsin is a certain cure for out-of-order stomachs, be- cause {t takes hold of your food and digests it just the same as if your stomach wasn’t there. Relief in five minutes from all stomach misery is waiting for you at any drug store. These large fifty.cent cases con to keep the entire family free from stomach disorders and indigestion for many months. It belongs in your home. RANDRETH “a” PILLS§ ou An Effective Laxative Purely Vegetable Constipation, Indigestion, Biliousness, #. QO or OQ ) O« Night or Piain he could | ~ jhead of w ‘Jensen slowed his oF TECUMS An they resumed their journey, Jensen's mind was beset by a thou sand conjectures, What sort of a place was this Camp Argyle? What would he meet there? How would they treat him, a stranger whom Kerry Mallabee might perhaps tell them was masquerading under a name that was not his own, Jensen was also perfectly that wherever he might be there could be no turning back; return trip alone, at thin ne of the year, even with dogs and komatic, would be practically tm possible for a man like himaeif, who knew nothing of the tra! Then he looked ahead to where Kerry Mallabee strode along beside her dog team, and thought that be | ing here with her was more than as slight. compensation for the un- certainty of this mysterious exped!- tion into the unknown. Her conduct puzzled him. Did she know? If she did know, why was she leading him to Camp Ar} syle? His injured arm was no longer a reason for keeping on, and she must be aware of the fact There w howeyer, but one thing for him to do; keep on. He wan still a secret service employe, and his mission was to find the source of those wonderful double eaglen. Just as darkness began to fall, Kerry Mallabee lingered behind where she might walk beside Jen-| pen. “You look lonesome, Boy, so 1 am going to walk with you for a while.” It was the first time she had used the softly sounding title since the hour he had dis her lost in the snow ‘as lonesome,” declared nen impulsively, “and beginning to fear 1 must have done something to offend. Or perhaps that my company was no longer welcome tn the party.” Kerry Mallabee stopped, and placed one hand upon bis arm as she said slowly and with a won derfully winning note in her voice “Boy, do you think you could do a very great thing for me, and do it biindly, without putting ques tions?” He looked into her shadowed face as he answered: “I think 1 could do a great deal! for you; but I fear I am only human, I should like to know what “Were I to! tell you why you are to do what you will, the very knowledge would it impossible for you.” She had spoken confidently, ap parently taking {t quite for granted that he would do what she asked. A slight turning away of his eyes from hers as he considered, made her add: “Not that you would think ft wrong, but that exact knowledge would be your greatest drawback to sueceasful accomplishment. Do you think you can do {t, Boy?” She was standing close to him, bathed tn a halo of mellow moon- light. He saw a beautiful woman, sensed a wonderful mystery, and caught the {llustve attraction of her presence. “Yea, 1 think I can, and T will,” he answered slowly and thought fully, as one accepting a conse crated task. For one fleeting second he found her warm hand resting passive in his as she said with deep feeling: “Thank you, Boy! I knew you would.” Then the hand was quick- ly withdrawn and they walked on again, side by side. “The first thing I want you to do is to meet my father, Stephen ays we “Cdrtainly that ts not much,” he said with a smile. “Oh, but you don’t know,” she answered. “I want you to meet him and listen to all he will say to you with an open mind. My father is a wonderful man. If he becomes interested in you, as I think he will, he will tell you some astounding things. I want you to Msten to him, as I said, with an open mind and to make him like you, if you can.” Her words brought disquieting thoughts stabbing home to Jensen's brain. Could it be her father, Stephen Mallabee, who was the vast counterfeiting thus attempting to plan? Was sh scheme? Was she enlist him fn ¢ playing a game? “Well,” he thought, “if she was playing a game, it was, at least, a e two could play at.” “Who shall I rep: nt myself to be to your father?” he asked. “Tell him exactly what you told us_at the Little Babos camp; he will be especially anxious to hear what you have to say of Spring illness.” in her hand brushed his and you cannot understand what a tre- mendous trust I am putting in you, and I cannot tell you enough to make you understand; but I am sure you won't fail me in this.” “Is this all I am to know?” he asked, “Now? Yes, but perhaps T can tell you more after you have met my father and-come to know him. He, himself, will probably have much to tell you. You must per- mit circumstances, they develop, and your own good instincts, to guide you.” ee The three people journeying to- ward Camp Argyle had been trav- eling steadily upward into a much higher country for some hours, and he and there were frequent patches of spruce and pine, yet Jensen could, as yet, discern no cause for the unusual excitement of the dogs. A moment later, as he hurried on, he thought he made out what appeared to be two tall masts ex- tending many feet into the alr on a little height some distance ahead, Approaching nearer, he was able to distinguish the high swung an- tennae of a Wireless station! But why a wireless station in unex- plored Ungava? As he topped a slight rise ahead, pace and fell back with astonishment. He found jhe was traveling along the edge of a drop of almost a hundred feet. Below, showing clear cut in the moonlight, was a wide canyon Thru this capvyon ran @ small river. ] | | i"l didn’t think you Brown & © BY CRITTENDEN | MARRIOTT To his right he could see where the river broke over @ precipice; be side this rather thin stream of fall ing water was a plece of cement work he recognized as a turbine tower, and beside this tower nes- tled a compact power station built of cement Clustered about the foot of the falls was a gathering of well con structed log houses, There was what he took to be a long bunkhouse, a smaller cook-how and six or eight single ca ranged loosely 4 far apart in a hollow square about a more pre tentious building. The larger building war of the bungalow type and was completely surrounded by a commodious piaz- za. To the left of the power. house, on a spot of lower ground, were seve enormous dump heaps of peculiar deposit Against the sheer aide of the cliff was an opening that Jensen supposed to be the entrance to some nort of a mine; yet he knew, from the type of the buildings clus tered about, that it could be neith er a gold, silver, nor a copper mine. What part did Kerry Mallabee y in this? Some one spoke at 4 he turned to see her close beside him. , it is Camp Ar syle and my home, What do you think of it?” “But here, in the center of Un- gava’” he stammered She shook her head and made a little playful moue. “Questions and more questions,” she sald, “and you promised not to ask them. “But—but,” he stammered again, eant me to gO fon absolutely blind.” jand because “No,” she answered, still play- fully. ‘ot quite that. This is a mine of pitebblende,” she contin- ued. “It was located here many years ago by my father and has been kept a secret in the further. | P&rt ance of certain plans he bas in mind. You never heard of it in the States because the outfit was brought here from England by way of Hudson strait and Ungava bay, the product mined here has never been marketed is the Stater.” Pitehblende! Her utterance ot the word sent Jensen's mind bound- ing to the nth point of exaltation; thep as quickly dropped it to the uttermost depths of despair. This, then, must be the mysterious source of “ithite” he had been com- missioned by Chief Hilkie to dis cover. “Come,” she said. “We will go down into the canyon; It ls called | Black Devil's Bed. That is Black Devil river, The mine help here are Swedes and a few Finlanders; father gathers most of these men abroad, bringing them under con- tract to returm them to their own country.” “But it must be @ very short sea- son in which the mine can be worked, if you depend on the water power in the falls,” said Jensen. “Twelve months in the year,” re- turned Kerry Mallabee with a smile, “The falling water in the turbine tower propels the genera- tors, the generators make electri- of Stephen Mallabee They had come down into the canyon now, and Kerry Mailabee | stopped before one of the single }log houses located at @ corner of the hollow square. “Here,” she said, opening the door and turning an electric switeh, “are your diggings. It will be your home while you remain with us. [ will send Mon Toy over to you at once, All our house servants Chinese; he is very competent and will look out for your needs during your stay here.” As the door closed upon Ke Mallabee, Jensen looked a There was a small but well fur- nished sitting room with a big fire place and plenty of comfortinvit- ing chairs clustered about it. Lead- ing off from this room was @ cham- ber with a brans bed. He opened a door that led out from the sleeping room. Wonder of wonders, he found himself in a completely equipped bath room. A bath! Jensen was soon splashing joy- fully about, luxurtating {n @ tub fall of steaming water, when he heard the outer cabin door open, soft, pad- @ing footsteps trotted toward his bath room door, some one knocked thereon, and a queer little squeaky yolee eried: “Only me, Mon Toy. Me bringee you coat, tlousers, socks, shiirt, un- derwear, towels. Alle lite?” the climax of comfort after that bath. “All right, Mon Toy,” he an- red, “Thank you; toss them Dinner. His compliments.” said the China man laconically, as he took his de ure. (Continued In Our Next leeue) BOY Automobiles officers whistled Victor Giffon, aged Jackson st. and on! recovered her roving son st police headquarters. YOUR SICK CHILD IS CONSTIPATED! LOOK AT TONGUE city and electricity keeps the tur-/ acting bine tower always warm, so that the falling water ne freezes.” “But it's odd 1 never heard of | your father, Stephen Mallabee, in jthe States,” said Jensen, as they began descending @ roughly ter raced trail. “I think you have.” she smiled. “My father is Stephen Mallabee, Baron Arbuthnot and Lord Cannon- quest, former premier of Canada, now retired from active political lite “Ye gods and little fishes!” thought Jensen, covered with con- fusion. “No won I gathered the impression she was accustomed to the fine things of life!” Few names were more familiar in the United States than that of the “Ironman of Canada.” Lord Cannonquest, in succession poor miner, then railroad worker, rafl- road builder, and later premier of | the dominion, yet Jensen had never known that the gentleman also an- swered to the more prosaic name A Great Food. for sign that it's little and bowels are clogged with When cross, irritable, stomach sour, breath bad or stomach-ache, diarrhoea, sore throat, full of cold. give a teaspoonful of “California ba | of Fey a aod in a few hours constipated poison, hake a and sour bile gently move out of its little bowels without griping, and ha’ well, playful child again. Mothers can rest easy after giv- ing this harmless “fruit laxative, because it never Yafls to cleanse Uttle one’s liver and bowels sweeten the stomach and dearly love its pleasant taste. directions babies, children of all Ages and for grown-ups printed on each bottle. Beware of counterfeit fig syrups. Ask your druggist for cs bottle of “California gee « then see that it's the “California Fig Syrup pany.” ~ Growing Boys and Girls Money cannot buy a better food for grow- ing boys and girls than Here’s the reason: Washington Macaroni. A pound of good steak contains 950 units of energy—a pound of Washington Macaroni contains 1,664 units of energy. More than that, Macaroni costs less than half the price of steak, and are far easier assimilat its nutritious elements ed. Washington Macaroni is a staple food in the best homes. 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