The evening world. Newspaper, November 11, 1916, Page 9

oe e ¢ ’ “ { | Developing Course. Lesson XI. blood circulation, thereby im- | proving the digestion and im- ; portant vital or-| and, as the muscles feed on any- thing which aids in sending more to them will na turally have ben-' eficial effects on A LL exercises stimulate the) gan: the blood, Evening. World’s Figure Improvement Contest Diet and Exercise Lessons in New Courses for Stout Women Who Wish to Reduce and Thin Women Who Desire to Develop Their Figures. By Pauline Furlong Coprright, 1916, by The Press Putiishing Co, (The New York Bening World), DEVELOPING EXERCISE—NO. xi. For Description Read To-Day’s Lesson. Ss the entire body. Paiieee FURLONG cal perfection and ‘health, @ large number of women. seeking knowledge which will them to a higher mental apd phys- ical plane. TO-DAY'S EXERCISE. HE exercise shoulders and back. Lie on you side and clasp your ‘your right kne: ward chest. straighten your leg, then repea movement. ten times, turn on your right sid then pull kne take the exercise for an equally long period. SUGGESTED MENU. A systematic Practice of a group of the exercises given in this course, together with intelligent eating, will restore dis- ordered functions, bring about phys!- which Spells beauty, and prove beneficial to The | lasses. growing demand for ald from physt- cal exercises and proper foods, in-| etead of drug medication, 1s proot that women of to-day are anxiously help illustrated to-day brings many muscles into play, notably those of the arms, legs, r lett hands around we to- Unclasp your hands, it the After trying it five or je and reak- deep uftins, WO glasses water before b fast and twenty-five breaths. Breakfast — Grapes, oatmeal and cream, bran mu butter, cocoa, Luncheon — E beans with brown bread, glass Dinner—Pot roast with fruit salad, charlotte russe. Baked milk. vegetables, HEALTH AND DEVELOPING AIDS. GLASS of very hot water, or even cold water, if the hot water 1s distasteful to you, should be taken each day a half hour before breakfast. the mucous from stomach and stimulates the sy: This cleanses the Hning of t stem. One important thing to be impressed on the minds of all w nis that if the body's wast t being prop- erly taken ca » blood will & come so Weakened that it cannot form properly the Plenishment and renewal to keep the eliminative wood working order, it per- work of tissue re- In order organs in is necessary to breathe deeply to supply pure oxy- gen to the lungs, to purify and enrich the blood; bathe daily to open the pores and cleanse ( drink water copious’ and exercise aid the kidneys and bowels 1 body of the poisons wh otherwise fill the — system. Only SECOND POSITION 4 class of siz stout women who wish to reduce their weight @nd one of siz thin women whe desire to goin weight, for eight weeks are competing for two prizes of $50 each, to be ewerded the woman im each clase who accomplishes the greatest im- provement in her figure. They will follow the courses of diet and exercise lessons prepered by Miss Furlong and publighed daily for the benefit of alt EVE- NING WORLD readers. _ chopped figs. Serve with sugar and cream if desired. The following formula i bread and bran mush ‘Two-thirds cup cooked bran, five cups flour, one- Quarter cake yeast, one cup water, three-quarters cup milk, one tea- spoonful salt, two tablespoonfuls mo- Stir bran and flour together {and warm. Dissolve yeast cake in a little of the warm wi the liquid. Add salt 4 molasses, flour and bran, if compressed yeast cake is used. If dry yeast cake is used, add only one-half the flour to make the sponge. When the sponge is Mght, add the remainder of the flour and bran; let rise, then mould into loaves; let rise again, and bake forty-five minutes, Bran Mus Two cups cooked bran, tw bolling water, one tea- | Spoonful salt. Stir bran into the boil- ing water and cook three minutes. Bran is the husk of the wheat kerne} and constitutes about one-fifth of its weight. In making white flour this rough husk ts disregarded, and, as the lower bowels ni A certain amount of “roughag these undi- gested solids make the colon exercise itself, By them it fs gently stimu- lated to action and thus discharges its waste, for bran _HANDICAPPED Alone in the Big West, a Tenderfoot Finds Himself and Makes Good ON THIS PAGE COMPLETE 4 * BEST NOVELS PUBLISHED EVERY TWO WEEKS. © rtalit, 1913, by Frank A, Muney Co.) SYNOVSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. ‘ ston, rich gun's, son, au) Koger te, ‘atart ‘oa $0 wine Hapgood, dilet wnt Brayles ot id Couninton wits day oF iil be “fortetted, atival bale him. “Warmer of, Cotmiaton keeps ° when Truc Just an ia a J Cravford'a enemiss 4, bait Lowmy (are eta the dry oo Wem CHAPTER XVIII. apm ONNISTON saw swiftly the need of haste, the urgent advisability of acting speed- ‘ly upon the advice tendered contract, beginning work immediately upon the railroad late the valley. Conniston aad Argyl were to drive on to the dam and to open the gates controlling the current to be poured into the big flume. The ‘knese had not yet gone, but was lifting, turning @ dull gray, when Argyl and Conniston came to the dam. — And the engineer told things, which until now he had men tioned to no one save the men whon he had been obliged to call in to do the work for him, From Dam No. 1, for thirty miles, reaching to Valley City, there were small groups of his men, stationed a mile apart. Hach group bad piled high the dry limbs of trees, scrub brush and green foliage brought from the mountains, Each group was Instructed to watch for the water, which wag to be turned at last Into the ditch, and to set fire to ita pile of brushwood when the precious stuff came abreast of them. And so, by day or night, there was to be thirty miles of signal fires to Prociaim with flame and smoke that the great work was no longer @ man's dream, but an accomplished, vital thing. The second thing he explained as Argy! walked with Bim fo the dam through such methods can you hope in Tommy Garton’s note, across Deep Creek. to keep the body healthy and clean ‘Arrest yo Argyl! had cried in- ~ He showed her the finished work, and bring it to normal, beautiful pro-|dignantly. “Arrest you for being a showed her the deep, wide flume, and portion man and doing your duty!” as they stood upon the dam itself . “No, Argyl,” he told h bit showed her an intricate set of levers Ansuers to Queries, eae prod i sade yg dias hi controlling the great gatos, OBESITY—MRKS. G. R: ously clr reasons for cuusi “When the sun comes up iS Oe AGE AND OBEGITY- Ge lmy arrest now are slmply that that to bring @ new day for all of It is a mistake to believe that when v he continued slowly, “A new @ certain age is reached the body |man Gritton, not knowing when he is which, for me, you have made should become laden with rolls of beaten, wants me out of the way for possible, And sust as the sun comes SOE ee te moan Gets la few days, But 1 do not think that up will you punt your hund to. this ainly not necessary to good health, | 4.0" Gaye Gut bdo POR ee GO Lae but, on the contrary, detrimental to | Wallace ts going to serve his warrant Bho teokhe up. at him quickly. it. The body needs only a layer or |in a hurry. On!" phe oried, her hand clucching padding of fat for the bones and mus- They latd their plans swiftly, Mr, at his arm, her voice quivering, “you cles to make them slenderly rounded o even late in life. OLIVE IFRED You should wet scalp with the oil and not the Use @ toothbrush and hold the st of hair wide apart with the fii when applying the oil. INGROWING NAILS—HAROL, Place a small piece of cotton with peroxide of hydrogen orange wood stick under the col of the nailx each night until have worked thelr way out. cut them. Keeping the cotton u on IL ON DRY HAIR--WIN- the hair rands | ngers DT. wot an rners they Then under the corners will prevent the ingrow- MASSAGE BREAST-—-DOROTHY we butter to develop it, This wil Massage the breast with cocoa Ml be as beneficial as any cream or lotion and much cheaper. Crawford agreeing silently as Con- niston outMned the thing to be done, When the horses were ready Connis- n Walked cautiously to Tommy Gar- y's Window and peered in, And he Was grinning contentedly when he re- jturned to Mr. Crawford and his daughter, “Tommy is the serenest law- breaker you ever saw,” he told them as he swung to his horse after huv- ing helped Argyl to a place at her father's side in the buckbourd. “It's a cure for the blues to see him sitting there on his cot covering his tame Sheriff with a young cannon, There'll be a fine, I suppose, for interfering With an officer in the pursuit of his duty, “L think,” Mr, Crawford said quietly as he sent his horses racing into the |night, “that Oliver Gritton won't be looking for any more trouble from now on.” Where the road forked, one branch BRIGHT EYE8—1DA G.:Do not/running straight on to Crawfordsville, pla them. yor BRAN BREAD FORMU EDITH ¢. L.: Date and fig mush are laxat: made in the following manne. two cups of bran into two cups of boiling water, add one teaspoonful of Add one salt and cook three minutes, eup of anything in the eyes to brighten Sleep and rest will do this for LA— bran ve and nourishing and Stir the other turning off toward Deep Creek, Mr..Crawford took Conniston’ |horse and Conniston got into the \ buckboard | Mr. Crawford was to ride alone to Crawfordsville, see Colton Gray of the P. and tell him that the Crawford Reclamation Company had made good {ts part of the contract, invite him out to Dam No, 1 to see what was done and to insist that the chopped dates or P, C, and W. keep to its part of the ee laughed happily. mean that when you press that it will throw open the water ates! I mean that it will be your hand which turns the first current down into the flume! I mean that it will be you, Argyl, who actually sends the firat er to reclaim Mut- tlesnake Valle: Then she lifted her face to Greek Conniston'’s and drawing his face down, kissed him, The new day had leaped out at them whipping the last shreds of idsty darkness from the face of the earth, Suddenly niston’s eye. It was a man running—running swiftly downstream —- running as though pursued by no less terrible a thing than death-- stumbling, rising, running again, Something in. the man's carriage struck Conniston as familiar, while he could not make out who it was, Then the light grew stronger, rosier, and he cried out in rprise, “Rog- Hapgood!" Hapgood! And almost before the words had left his lips he cried out in a new tone—-a tone of horror, and seizing Arevi's hand in his, ran with her, crying for her to hurry, urging her to run with him, away from the dam, For his eyes had seen another thing in the creek bed—a something duet at the base of the dam at its He something caught Con- he exclaimed, er lower side, It was @ litUe sputtering fame, such a fame as is made by @ burning bit of fuse. And then came the thundering roar of the explosion, The great dam tot- tered like a stone wall smitten with a thousand battering-rams, tottered und shook to its foundatios And then, dozen @: merged into one, the whole thin leaped skyward 4» though hurle: loft from some Titan's sii leaping, Durst asunder, Gyi: thousand directions, raining rock and mortar fur and wide along the slopes of the mountains, “Look!” Argy! was clinging to nim wild , nee rm trembling mote point- ok!” And she did not point toward the dam, Her quivering finger pointed out a moving aes far below it, in the creek bed. It was Hapgood, ‘The explosion which had demol- ished the work of weary weeks bad shaken the ground under his flying feet so that the loose soll no longer held him. He had cried out aloud; had fought and clawed; had even bit with blackened t bank. But it mocked bim and slip- ped away from bim and hurled bim bruised and cut to the bottom of the canyon. Even as Conniston looked the freed waters which had chafed In th t dam leaped forward, 4 monster river of churning, white water and whirl- ing debris, and like @ live thing, wratbful, vengeful, was charging downward through the steep ravine, Hapgood had heard; they had seen his white face turned {gr an instant over his shoulder. They saw his one hope; saw that he too had seen it. With the water hurling itself almost upon him he gained the bank ten feet farther down stream where the sides were more gently sloping. They saw him climb to a little shelf of rock, @ y. above the bottom of the cr . ‘They saw his hands thrust out above bis head, grasping at the root of @ stunt. ed tree. One more second~— But the fates did not grant the one single second. The churning, frothing, angry maelstrom had caught at bis less, whipping them from under him. The: heard bis shriek again, vibrant wit a fear which Was worse than despair,’ And then the swirling water leaped up at hin and clutched at bis throat, at his hands, and flung bim like @ thing of no welght far down into its own tumultuous bosom, ‘or & moment they saw his arms, ch at the foam-fleckod nd disappear. face of the CHAPTER XIX. HO was it?” It wa: Mr. Crawford's volee--calm, expressionless. Conniston and Arg! swung about, the horror of the thing which they had seen til) ‘TUE SDAY NIGHT WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY MORNING widening thelr eyes, and saw Mr. Crawford, Jimmie Kent, and a man whom Conniston took to be Colton Gray. “Hapgood,” be angwered, his eyes going back to the tumult of water sweeping away the hopes of many men, Mr. Crawford stepped forward and d put bis hand on Conniston’s arms. “We lose, my boy.” “Defeat!” He whirled about, bis clenched fist raised high above his head, his body id, his haggard face “Defeat!” He laughed, a shivered at the tone in bis have five days,” “Here you, Lark! Rush fifty m with crowbars to the Jaws! Make the rest of your men hitch up to their plows and scrapers and rush them to the Jaws as fast as their borses can run! Send me five good men, Pete"’--as Lonesome Pete's red head surged forward through the crowd-~"‘come bere!” Pete came, and “Get on your bo Kill him got- ting to Miss Argyle’s dam. Open the gates there and turn the water into the canal, And for God's sake, bur- ry!” And Lonesome Pete fied, The five men whom «vuniston bad called for and whom the Lark had selected caine to him quickly, “Get into Mr. Crawford's buck- board," he called sharply to two of them. “Drive to Dam No. 2 and open the gates there, turning every bit of water you can Into the canal! You three men get saddle horse: “You'--to one of them—"rush to Crawfordsville and telephone to Tom- my Garton. Tell him what has hap- pened, Tell him to send me two hun- dred men on the run. On the run, you hear? Tell him to tie Bill Wal lace up and put two men to watch out for him. And you two fellows, get ‘our horses saddled and bring them ere and wait for orders?’ ‘The man who had accompanied Mr. Crawford and Jimmie Kent from Crawfordayille came forward and put out his band “Mr. Conniston,” “Iam Colton Gray, And T am al- ready patistied! I believe that when T tell the P. C, and W. what I know they will stand by their old contract and complete what you have begun, and inform Mr, Oliver Gritton that we can have no dealings with a crim~- inal of his type Conniston shook aands with bim warmly. “Thank you, sir, But I assure you you will have no pointa to strain. We are going to have water, plenty of wat in Rattlesnake Valley before the first day of Octover! Conniston left them and ran to join his mon at the Jaws. Never had he heard of @ dam iike the one he saw growing under his eyes. But here was me running. he said quickly, THE BRASS CHECK + By George Allan England A Modern Mystery Story With a Real Plot Begins in The Evening World Nov. 13 no time for scientific perfection of WwW work; here and now was only a cry- ing need for an obstruction, any kind of an obstruction, which would hvid the great pressure of water, which would drive it up to the banks, which would force it into the fume which was being made for it even as the dam grew. Trees were lopped down, great, tall pines, cut and wedged into the banks so that the water Inet them me; aga! ly drove them into their places the p; more tightly, the more securely. Huge boulders were torn loose from . the sides of the canyon and hurled to the bottom by blasts of giant powder and dynamite, Bags were filled with sand and laid one upon another acro the bed of the stream. Anything t re would stop water and hold it, any- thing which lay ready at hand, was made @ part of the dam. Two o'clock came, and Conniston had a dozen men distribute sand- wiches and hot coffee the men who had not left their posts. The after- noon wore on, and brought with it the een whom Garton had sent. Then Conniston called to every man of the hundred who had tolled for him since sunrise to drop his tools. In their places he put a hundred new men. And in the work went on in great strides, and the strange dam rose swiftly. The other men whom Garton had sent, Brayley with them, he put to work to begin the restoration of Dam No, 2, that the thing which the hapless Hapgood had torn down might be ready against the thme of need after the lst of October, For he could find no place for more than a hundred men working between the Jaws and upon the banks above them. Night had come to rest upon the mountain slopes. Argy! and Conniston were stand- ing by @ sinking campfire, taiking quietly, Lonesome Pete, returned from his errand, had gone tnto the grove, at the edge of which their fire burned, for fresh fuel, There came to them through the ailence the clatter of hoofs; the vague, shadowy form of horse and rider rose against the skyline and Jocelyn Truxton threw herself to the ground, Moaning hystertcally, she Arey! “Argyl, Argyl!” she cried, stopping abruptiy, her two hands pressed to her breast. “I am so wretched! T don't deserve to live! I have been so mean, 80 little” She broke off into passionate weep- in) Army] went swiftly to her, put- tind her arms about the iris shoulders J sald n't lyn dear,” “I have been a wicked, wicked wo- man! Thay told me what has hap- pened—about the dam-—abhout Roger Hapgood!" She broke off shudder- Ing. “Rut. Argyl was saying, trying to ran to she softly, soothe her, “that {s not your fault, Jocelyn" ——— "Oh!" erled Jocelyn wildly, “You don't know! It was I who sug. gested the horrible thing to Roger Hapgood! It 1s I who am to blame for everything!" “Hugh, child, You have been a naughty little girl, that fe all. You didn't know what it was you By Jackson Gregory Why Don’t Men Propose? What Are the Reasons for the 1916 Husband Famine? ls Duty Toward Dependent Relatives Keeping Girls From Marrying? Are Bachelors Wary of Mar- rying “‘Ready Made” Responsibilities? New Questions Raised by E. B.’s Letter. By Nixola Greeley-Smith RE the girls of New York responsible for the husband famine? The letters of several self-supporting women seem to indicate it. They ask me why they SHOULD marry men with $15 incomes when they can earn as much for themselves, and when they know that ft 1s diMcult for ONE person to live on that sum. To Ajax and other caustic bachelors who have criticised the New York girl, I commend the letter of B. B,, who says: “On $10 to $20 a week we are try- ing, nearly all of us, to help along a mother, father, brother or sister, sometimes one not of our own kin, but @ little stranger who needs befriending.” Any one with even a casual knowledge of self-supporting women knows this to be true, The girl who has only herself to support is the ex~ ception, The girl caring for tho | SABER RTA feeble old, or the helpless young, is! ¢ver talked with, understood, the glory and the type. I know mo! yyith, Dlared with a worki! ‘women than men who are supporting | thousand ttending the one or both parents. I know more | schools in the greater city, four eve- women than men who, confronted by mies Neaceat tee for gor Detterman the choice of love and duty to the| Qyienrenment. education? | Has he old, remain unmarried. who earn from $10 to $20 weekly, and In Owen Johnson's now novel, “The|use nearly all of tt to help along a Woman Gives,” we have a etudy in fab a rae g es eee self-sacrifice in which the heroine cares for @ man only #0 long as sho Por tak ae own ory in’ (optoal ea can help an4, having rehabilitated her|the majority, my early sc! husband, leaves him for another, who | Mediocre, my homo environment needs her more. The old-fashioned woman concentrated her devotion, her and of the kind to instil in me a long- ing for wider knowledge, I have been self-sacrifice In this way, perhaps. But the woman who works for her working for seven yoars in business living 1s more of an altruist. Her offices in New York City, and have deon studying at night. In my coterie of friends there is no durlesque queen nor any “nice girl.” generosity, her need of giving, is not | However, there 1s absolutely nothing limited ¢o the merital relation, nor to} frumpy about us. men. “or pitying tenderness extends to all who have lost in the battle of life, even to those who have failed through their own folly and worth- leseness, She fights the battle of the feeble in body and the weak in soul, of the old and the defeated. And if she should ever lose this womanly tenderness there is no measure of success which could compensate her for It. HERE'S SOME OF THE LIGHT- NING “AJAX” DEFIED. on abouts) and keep charming homes. Others are contemplating marriage with men in similar post- tions, There is not one of us who would marry a man, not loving him, and not one who would scorn the love of @ poor man. E. B. “AJAX" JUDGED ALL BY HIS KNOWLEDGE OF FEW. Dear Miss Greeley-Smith; I have just read the cynical oute burst of “Ajax, who defies the light+ ning. 1 am a etenographer in the early twenties, earning $70 a month, and presume might be considered as one of that class of girls to which “dear Ajax" alludes, viz. the class who hould, by all standards, be delighted at the “opportunity” offered to marr the poor but honest fellow who write: you that he can earn but $15 per week. However, I cannot say that I would consider myself very fortunate in such a case, Why change my pres- ent state for something undoubtedly worse, for any one with any degree of intelligence knows how diMcult tt is for one person to live on $15 per week, without two (and possibly more, after the children come) trying to live on it. “Ajax's" letter makes me very in dignant, which ts the reason for th: letter. He probably has allowed his knowledge of a few girls to govern his opinion of the majority, ‘There @re just as many fine, sweet, lovable and deserving girls, anxious to prove real mates to worthy men (money being the least consideration) ag there ever were. Where is he lookin, for a wife? I wager among the rich girls—the idle giris—who have nothe ing to do but spend the money thely hardworking dads are earning. He refers to the girls brought up in the circle he has been used to. My, what @ snob he must be! I do not believe that I, an orphan who have been working since I was fifteen years old, and who have nover known. what It was to be plentifully supplied with money or even comfortably fixed, and who even now am supporting my sister on the small salary I make, would have any of him, ¥ ntions that here in thi try girls have the irl of New York. oe we are on trial, as you have sug- gested, why not give us Justice and proper commendation for what we are and proper condemnation, too. Why sentence us on evidence that does not cover all phases of the ? bes A our critic, “Ajax”, I wonder, doing—and you are not a bit to e1"* oieRnd—and—end I have been such @ little fool! I have just been @ vain, concelted little fool And I hated you—because I knew all the tme that you were prettier than IT am, And—and I was ashamed of Pete and 1 made fun of him—and now he has gone away and—and [ love him! don't care if he has got red hair and can’t read! I love him—no there! Lonesome Pete, coming back with 1s armful of firewood, dropped it, and fe moment stood staring from ono to another with round eyes, his mouth wide open. And then, forgetful of Conniston, pushing Argyl! away as he came fo he took Jocelyn'’s form into bis nd drew her close to him, Jocelyn,” he erted suddenly, “L ain't goin’ away! Don't you think it! An’ you ain't to blame for nothin’ whatever! You're just a little girl as has made a slip or two--who in hell ain't, huh?—with belligerent, flash- ing eyes—"on’ I'll dye my hair any color you say as you like better’n reat" “Tam going Ei to-morrow, My Conniston.” Jimmie Kent was speak- ing, his eyes very keen. De “Before I go I'd like to make you @ proposition. First, do you know] A in what firm it ts I represent? Maybe | there too many “sporty girls” you have heard of the W. I. R.?" these days, but I think if the ma- “That means the Western Improv :-|Jority of men would spend less of their ment and Reclamation Company. ‘Tee| Money on tho so-called sporty girl (as most of them coun pinion that they st as good any one else, Why n't they feal that way? OPTIMISTIC STENO, BACHELORS SPEND MON NEEDED FOR MARRIAGE, Miss Greeley-Smith L. J. was right in saying that pt the othe! do) and saved @ board of directors met the other day in Denver, and againat his protests| little bank roil, when the right girl made Mr, Crawford its first’ vice-]came along they would not need to president, The company plana the| hesitate to propose small salary, as th bank roll in time reclamation of many thousands of would have the square miles of sand and sage-brush in Colorado and Nevada d MODERN, “The company Wants a compe —_—.-- —- engineer to act as general # HAD “NOTHING ON” THE OLD tendent of all of its operatio ae you want the job? Who am I to offer it to you?’ He laughed softly “Oh, I'm just the president!” Filled to bursting with hopeful to’ the days ran by Again it was night, the night before YOUNG doctor in a country dis- trict was called one night by an old farmer to his first case, The patient was the son, who was lying on the bed in much farmer's the first day of October, With tho| pain, The young medico threw out desert about them, with the strvs low-| his chest and said: bis should flung in the wic A Are ot SI bests cause you no alarm. [t is nothing Argy! and Conniston stood pon the) col led exegesis al v6 Ceeie or a deep cand! which ran with] Sut @ corrustified exegesis untl-spas water to its 1 banks modically emanating from the phy- ‘And as they spoke to each other, | sical refrigerator, producing the pro- looking down into the future which | life source of irritability in the pert- yngs to them, contented, confident, | cranial epidermis.” The farmer looked r for the coming of the great)ay him replied: “Just what I ay, @ boy rode up to them upon 4| said, b nother thought It was shaggy pony and called: stomachache."—Rochester Times, Mr. Conniston?” | as Yes," Greek answered. “What Is | A NEW RECIPE. | FRENCH-CANADIAN guide IA came Into camp one day greatly excited. He had a handful of wild cranberries which he exhibited It was @ telegram He read it by the light of the match he had swept acros his thigh. Argyl, bending f i It was trom New Yo Copniston, Jt | e. “Yo ny . Me Miitetint Geawtord Reclamation, Ratue | WIth prid You know the i'l eran: woake Val They tell me |DCTFI@?"” he asked the assembled you wi Conniton, Br. | party, “Well, you take the li'l cran- the bit of yellow paper |}, d between his fingers, turmed je an’ you put him on the-fire nty of de sug—oh, big lot 68 an’ you let him cook long In the only thing which counts— time, ‘Then you take him off an’ let uttermost~do 1 win, Argyl, | him cool, An’ voila! You have a {more better apple sauce than: ‘And Argyl held our her hands. Jean make out of de prune!”—Ph The End. delphia Star, f