The Seattle Star Newspaper, December 4, 1922, Page 11

IONDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1922. CRANBERRIES By Bertha E. Shapleigh of Columbia University When the New England colonists began to unr known as the cranberry, they added much to the @ and chicken, both as to Mayor and color, The cranberry riper fall and now that it is possible to ahip food materials from ooast to coast All states may enjoy it Quite the most common dish ts « sauce or jelly. Some people always wish the sauce strained, saying that they object to the tough akina, But if the berries, with half as much sugar as berries, and half as Much water as sugar, are cooked in a covered dish 10 minutes after the water begins to boll the skins will be quite tender, and the sauce will jelly and may be molded, EXCELLENT CONSERVE A very excellent conserve to eat with meat is made with cranberries, raisins and nuts. Cranberries and raisins cooked together make an excellent filling for pie, having some of the flavor of cherries. Cranberries are good with apples, and now that they are much higher tn price than formerly, tt is advisable to try this combination Sections of pared and cored apples cooked tn cranberry jJutce and fugar are very attractive, eapectally when served in glasses with a spoonful of whipped cream on top. Serve with cake MID-DINNER ICE Sometimes it ts very refreshing to have a water foo or fronen fruit fuice in the middie of @ heavy dinner. It used to be quite the correct thing to serve just after the roast and before the game and salad But now that dinners have fewer courses the serving of an toe is not correct. However, cranberry sauce may be packed in molds (one-half pound baking powder tins are good) and allowed to stand in salt and foe for two hours. Turn from the mold, cut In slices and serve with the turkey. Or freeze sweetened cranberry juice and water, to @ mush, And serve in sherbet coups, with the turkey course. Cranberries strung on a thread are sometimes used as « garnish for the turkey when It is to be sent to the table to be carved Criumphs oF ¢ MJonquelle F by MELVILiE Davisson Post @ 3900 NEA Service. inc in what right, Peadie\on, duo» Englishman feo! ry (Continued From Page 1) Maid. “Mark my word! He comes here | this’ adventurous himself gecure ?”* Marshall is dying; be forces his | iiel’ ie a SEIS Ge fein’, bods ho dete Segre ee enree ane ee oe mervants out; he locke the door. , What business had this Engiish- with Marshall om his death- 1? What business of a secrecy #0 other quarter, “Here is young Marshall and Gacki,” he said. The lawyer rose and came over to the window. Two persons were advancing from the direction of the stables—« tall, delicate boy, and « strange old man, The old man walked with a quick, Jerky stride, It was the old country doctor Gackt. And, unlike any other man of his profession, he would work as long and as carefully on the body of a horse as he would on the body of & man, snapping out bis quaint oaths and in « stress of effort, as tho he struggled with some tovisible crea- ture for its prey. The negroes used “When you and I came to visit the @ick man, Gosford was always hore, faa tho he kept a watch upon us, and ‘when he left, he went always to this ‘write his letters, as he said. this, Pendleton; i te H Hi FE Gaeki, and he might have bee disable a man or his horse were the devil's will, But T think, rather, the imagined the devil to fear what they feared themselves. “Now, what could bring Gaeki un i g & Fi F Eb ul i 3 > ie H che gEeiel i violently open, and a man entered. He was a person with the manner of |@ barrister, precise and dapper; he had « long, pink face, pale eyes, and & close-cropped beard that brought We know there is one thing that "U2*tled to the table, put down a sort pope eczema, and that fe more s96- -cells! 8. 8. & builds them by the million! You cam increase your to the point where it for ecsema te writing-pad and pens, and drew up minutes of a meeting. And all the while he apologized for his delay. He had important letters to get off in the post, and to make sure, had car- ried them to the tavern himself. “And now, sire, let us get about We know that ae blood-cells blood impurities ol ie, they Ail pack ap and ani tide of blood-cells be of the greatest ‘The room was in disorder-—drawere blood = cleansers | pulled out and contents ransacked. nown to us mor- ete to- | this business,” he finished, ke one e ecse | who calls his assistants to a labor. My father turned about and looked at the man, @ very bad case of | “In your name Gosford?’ he said ee es «74 'in his cold, level votes. ber “It ia, str,” replied the Englishman, “Anthony Gosford!” “Well, Mr. Anthony Gosford,” re- ranity, 9. 9 8. | plied my father, “kindly close that cen build |200r that you have opened.” umatiem,| Lewis plucked out his muffbox fills out bollow!and trumpeted tn his many-colored complexion, | handkerchief to hide hia Inughter, . rhe Englishman, thrown off his ronizing manner, hesitated, closed the door as he wan biddon—and could not regain his fine air. eset |e et Se went on, “why was this room violat- discourse, His comment was in an-| to say that the devil was afrald of | if to! out the hard lines of his mouth. He | of portfolio that held an inkpot, a| a chair like one about to take the! PAGE 11 THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN BY STANLEY, OUR BOARDING HOUSE THE OLD) HOME TOWN STRIve WA WALKING RACE VOR DINNER “MORROW NIGHT AS I AM GOING ON A DUCK HUNTING “TRID~ MIND Vou, I WILL BRING BACK A PaiR OF MALLARDS “HAT WILL APPEASE “We PALATES OF A ROVAL “TABLE !« DOWN Are “TH’ ONES ITH’ FRAME ON “TH Wik iy SOME ONE PUT PEPPER ON AUNT SARAR PEABODYS KITCHEN STOVE TODAY BREAKING UP THE MEETING OF THE CIVIC REFORM SOCIETY. his i Mi one: BABY BUNTING, THE MAJOR GOES A HUNTING | WANT A KEY ‘To The CORNER PLAT ON ‘THe Oo THE OOD _Ex-Kaiser (3 MARR ASAIN? HE TANLY Loves WaR MRS. TRUS, KT WONDSR iF HE Wice WR A BOOK CU THIS ONE, Too! ‘ | DYKES AND DAMS AND THINGS “Peggy,” David was flounder , his work he rowed across to see ing badly, “I—I guess I can't tell | what it really was. He was over- that story of Mr. Rudene’s, It was | joyed. He went back and wrote ord awfully interesting, too, but | me a long letter about it. ‘It's the —I guess I didn’t get it all, and | mest bit of land,’ he wrote, ‘level anyway he said if I got mixed uP} a4 rich and well watered; with about it I could go to wee Mr. Cal- o what we know of dyking and houn and he'd know the whole thing. You see, Mr. Rudene be-| draining, we could make it the gan tn this country by binding | wonder spot of this new farming grain for Mr. Calhoun.” country.’ Bo the children found th way “Every letter I got from him once more to the home of the Cal-| praised the flats more, and as our little girl had not been well in houn's, “Tell you about the dykes California, and was really ill at on the Swintmish flats?” Mr, Cal- houn said in his gonial way. “All| the time with ague, and every- thing seemed to open up pretty about them? “Every single thing,” Peggy | well for us then in the North, we finally decided to join Sam tn begged, “"bout how you came to the flats and how you did manage | his project to farm the Swinimish flats. “bout the tides, and about the In- dians and everything.” “We'd a dark bit of sorrow 680 Mr. Calhoun began: “When| when we first came. We stopped we came first to the West Coast,| at Port Townsend with my brother's family, and there our we came to California and expect- ed to stay there. Our home was| frall little girl drooped and died. “I left my wife and the baby in New Brunswick, Canada; my father was shipbutlder on the Bay | there for we had need to get set- tled, and with Sam boarded his of Fundy, but I had an older brother who had come adventur-| little schooner Shoo-Fly, and set sail with a cargo of lumber to ing to Puget sound. Now, Sam, my brother, could see from the | build a house on the plan he had Uttle shipyard where he was work. | selected for us on the flats. “It was night—a brilliant moon- ing, @ long, lowdying strip of land across the country which | lit night, on the 3rd of July, 1870, when we set safl. Sam said, ‘You fascinated him. “So in his off moments he| take the wheel, Tom, and I'll do built for himself a skiff and the| the piloting.’ (Lo Be Continued) first day he had free time from SS atatatelialishistieme mamas ct) Chuckie was at home and pleased to pieces when he heard what they had brought. “What are you making now, pleane sir?” asked Nick, as Nancy and her brother stood watching the Green Wizard tinkering at something very mysterious. “Nothing more or less than a magical alarm clock,” answered that kind fairy as he gave a twist with his screw driver. “It's for little Chuckie Chipmunk. He says he |never can get up in time for school. | But mind you, he wants an alarm clock that no one else can hear. He says Fleet Fox lives next door and he doesn’t want him to waken until he’s gone. There! It’s all done and you may deliver {t at once.” ‘The Twins knew where Chuckie Itved under a stone pile, eo off they trotted in their little Green Shoes. Chuckie was at home and pleased to pieces when he heard what they had brought. “Oh, boy?’ he cried, jumping up and down. “Now I'll get to school on time and Mr, Seribble Scratch, the schoolmaster, won't have to keop me in. Why! What's this? It's @ note tied on to the winder. I'll 7 Wie ALWAXS BE have to read it and see what ft ° roar vamp oe vant Gu-eaee. wea dene PUSNTY OF OTHER BOoKs “Dear Chuckie,” ald the note, “Here is the clock you asked for! But 1 can’t make one that Fleet Fox won't hear. The best way is to manage to be awake every morning before it starts to ring, then you can j|shut ft off just before it begins. “Yours wishfully, “The Green Wizard.” “Oh, dear! That's a lot of troublef’ sighed Chuck. “But I guess it's the only way. All right, you tell the ‘Wizard that I'm ever #o much obliged and I'll be awake early every morning to shut the alarm off.” Go that’s what the Twins did. About a week later, the Green Wiz- ard found a package at his door and opened it, On top was ae letter. “Here's the clock!" sald the note. “If I have to waken up to shut it off, I might as well not have it. I'm cured of oversleeping. “Yours, “Chuckie.” (To Boe Continued) (Copyright, 1932, by Seattle Star) str,” returned the man. “Tt was in| know about it #0 precisely.” @ row of drawers on the right of the “And so I have,” replied the man, window where you stand—the sec-| “it left me a sum of money.” ond drawer from the top, Mr. Mar-| “A large sum?” shall put it there when he wrote !t,/ “A very large sum, atr.” and he told me on his deathbed that; “Mr. Anthony Gosford.” eald my ft remained there. You can see, sir,/father, “for what purpose aid Pay- that the drawer has been rifled.” ton Marshall bequeath you a large My father looked casually at the|sum of money? You are no kin; nor row of mahogany drawers rising | was he in your debt.” along the end of the bookcase. The| The Englishman sat down and put 4 one and the one above were|his fingers together with a judicial * ‘ air, “Sir,” he began, “I am not advised that the purpose of @ bequest te “Is there another who je know about this will?” he sald, “This effeminate son would ki replied Gosford, a sneer in the thet, “but no other. the testament in his own hand, out witnesses, as he had the right to do under the laws of einia, The lawyer,” he added, Lewis, will confirm me in the ty of that.” relevant, when the bequest ts direct and unencumbered by the testator with any indicatory words of trust or uses, This will bequeathes me a sum of money. I am not required by any provision of the law to show the reasons moving the testator. Doubtless, Mr. Peyton Marshall had reasons which he deemed excellent for this course, but they are, sir, en- tombed fn the grave with him.” My father looked steadily Marshall's death? “It was. He told me on his death- shall's will, str,” replied the man. “How did you know that Marshall had a will?” said my father. “1 saw him write it,” returned the now, Gosford,” said my Englishman, “here in this very room,| father, “how do you know this will on the 18th day of October, 1854.” |i gone unless you also know pre- “That was two years ago,” said) oinely where it was?” my father. “Was the will here at! “I do know precisely where it was, And it Is gone now?” the Engtishman, Another installment of “The For