The evening world. Newspaper, November 26, 1918, Page 14

| rr —E—————EE { 1 Thanksgiving Dinner) ° Moe of the House of Com-| concentrated wisdom of a thousand TUESDAY, NOVEMBER Menu and Recipes * For Your ‘‘Victory’) 26, 1918 Prepared, in Collaboration, by Chefs of Big New) ‘York Hotels, and in Conformity With the Reg- ulations of the Food Administration. | | | HANKSGIVING this year is destined to be remembered for a gea- | eration. The victory of the Allies’ arms and the coming of peace just & breath before our national day for thanksgiving and fe ing have given that day opportunity for an observance never before 60 @ppropriate. It will-be a day of thankful prayer, And it will be a day of joyous feasting. Strict observance of the food regulations still should leave ample | room for a Thanksgiving feast of full and plenty. At The ening World’s request, the chéfs of five big New York hotels, masters of cul- inary wivardry, have collaborated to devise the following “Victory” dinner, fit for the taste of an epicure and the appetite of a giant: CREME OF PUMPKIN SOUP a la Joffre. By Chef JEAN MOUGENEL of the Hotel Belmont, T one sliced onion, about two pounds of pumpkin, put them in a werolle with two spoons of flour and half a pound of butter and cook them until they become a little brown. Stir in half a quart of milk and one quart of cream and cook slowly for about one hour, then pass through a strainer very carefully. Salt to taste and serve. SEA FOOD EXQUISITE a la Sims. By Chef EDOUARD PANCHARD of the Hotel McAlpin, + IGHT scallops, § fresh pawns, 6 oysters, 6 hard clams, % cup lob- E ster meat, % cup erab meat, % cup old white wine, % cup double cream, 2 tablespoonfuls tomato ketchup, 2 tablespoonfuls swect pepper, mashed, 4 finely chopped shallots, 1 tablespoon chopped frosh tarragon, 1 tablespoon old brandy, 1% ounces onions. Put the scallops, oysters, clams and white wine together in a eauce~ pan; leave them on the fire just long enough to be poached; put the crab meat and lobster in a buttered saucepan; warm up, then pour the ‘randy over and singe. (Keep everything hot while you prepare the satice.) Put half ounce butter in a saucepan with the chopped shallots and Jet brown slightly. Add the tomato ketchup, half epoon of tarragon and the mashed swect pepper. Drain the pan of the clams, oysters, &c., and add the juice of the sauce; allow to reduce for ten or fifteen minutes, according to the strength of the fire; keop on stirring to prevent burn- ing, then add the cream and let boil fortwo minutes. Now finish the * sauce in the chafing dish (as it must nét boll any more), but putting the rest of the butter, little by little; stir well, season sauce and sprinkle the top with the chopped tarragon. Serve in terrapin plates with crackers. ROAST TURKEY a la Pershing. | By Chef LEONY DEROUET of the Hotel Commodore. RAW, singe and truss a young turkey weighing from eight to D twelve pounds. Clean the inside thoroughly, having it well washed and dried, season with salt and pepper, fill the inside with bread stuffing and cover the breast with thin slice of larding pork. Put the turkey on a roasting pan on a lay of sliced carrots and onions and a few leaves of celery. Add a glase of water and roast tn oven for about one and a half to two bours, and baste it often. When well done serve on a platter with water cress and gravy strained soparato. H STUFFING. Bake in oven four (4) large onions with the peels on, let cool off, peel them and chop them very fine. Take one pound of stale French ‘Dread, soak it in milk or water, extract all the Nquid, then add the * onions, four (4) ounces of beef suet well skinned and chopped very fine, one (1) bunch of chopped parsley, three (3) raw eggs, seasoned with salt, nutmeg, fresh grown pepper and sage; mix all the Ingre- dients thoroughly and stuff your turkey. SALAD Foch. By Chef EUGENE SAUVIGNE of the Manhattan Hotel. } TT half bead of romaine and arrange small quarters of orange and grapefruit on top, and around these a border of Malaga grapes pecled and seedless, and over the whole arrange strips of red and green peppers interlaced, Serve very cool with French dressing. : MINCE PIE a la Petain. By Chef OTTO GENTSCH of the Hotel Astor, IEPASTE: One pound flour, half pound salted butter, mixed by P rubbing between your hands the flour and the butter together. Add enough cold water to make medium firm dough; keep in a 001 place for three to four hours. Mince Meat; Quarter pound beef suet and quarter pound cooked eet (tongue, nut and filet) chopped fine, three-quarters pound seeded raisins, quarter pound cleaned currants, two ounces orange peels, two ounces lemon peels, @ little ground cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, a small glass of rum, cider and brandy, mixed thoroughly together. To be kept in @ cool place for about ono week before making your ple. Women to Upset Old Customs in English House of Commons mons stand self-accused, and women are beginning to un- stand why there was #0 much op- position on the question ‘of their be- ing allowed to sit in Parliament, “The House of Commons is not a years had made rules, and the rules have been for men only, Ono thing that becomes a problem is tho etle uette of the hat, A rule in this cons nection is that if a member wishes to address the House he must re- Gt cna prover place for respeotable|™in “uncovered.” Male members eso eee naid Sir Hedworth |8°W have visions of the new woman Ne eee rata 2 member standing up to remove her the proposal.“ oppose this resolu-|!atest Paris creation, Of necessity flow” ne continued, “not because 1|%P Must have @ mirror to arrango some t love the female nex, but be-|NeF dishevelled locks. Another point T adore women, But is st a|°f ‘tauette decrees that when rising cause thing for women to be sitting|‘° %eMK In debate tho member must pore Ty clock at night? When|P° “covered.” Wil she in her hurry Oe enentit 2 and i in tho morning| STM the hat off the head of tho neare we cay of Who goes home?’ | Victim wo as to be in order? eens ‘Who will take me| TMs hat proviem becomes more oF and more complicated as matters ie proceed, When a member is referred In future the dig Strangers’ Gallery|, 44 a spocch by another member— ‘will be open to women as well as men, but the Ladies’ Gallery will still ; ue to be restricted to the ex- especially in the case of a coinpll- ment from a Minister (and the male ‘use of women, #o that what- )° @ver of privileged sex position still Femains in Parliament will be to the jantage of the gentle sex. Thus Ste the tables turned: ‘Many amusing quorics are being members gloomily foresee that women will get tho lion's share of these)— he acknowledges it by raising his hat. By the time the female member bas finished ‘wrestling with half a dozen hatpins the Minister will be through with his compliment and en ‘ fo tho aext avbsect tor debainy 4", tM earorveaae' 11 DESIGNS IN THE TWO FABRICS SO POPULAR TH. VELOUR HAVE THE ADDED VIRTUE OF WARMTH. Love Letters From a Candidate to a Candidatess BY CANDIDATE ARTHUR (** BUGS”) BAER (13th Training Battery, F. A. C.O. T,.8., Camp Zachary Taylor, Ky.) BAR MAE—Where do you get that stuff about this Dolly Cako D person? You're funnier than the left off wheel of @ fleld am- bulance. Dolly ain’t a chicken; she’s a cake. When I buzzed you about having a date at the canteen with some blonde Dolly Cake, I meant that 1 was going to flat-wheel down to the food bazaar and Grab off some of that light complexioned cake that they peddle for 10 cents a copy. There is also a brunette Dolly, full of raisins. Guess if I chirped you that 0. D. meant olive drab, you would equawk that I was trotting around with a Jane named Olive. Well, there isn’t’any frail around this man’s gun park by the label of Olive. Maybe, if I wised you up that we had a famous set of twine by the name of Mumm down here, you would send the Society for the Pre- vention of Cruelty to Children down here on the hot-foot, Well, there is a set of Mumm twind down here, but don’t page the 8. P. C. C, The Mumm twins consist of Maxie and his sieter Minnie and Maxie and Minnie just run this gentleman's gun works, If you have never heard of Maxio and Minnie Mumm, you have still got a big earful coming to you. I don’t know whether Minnie is a blonde or not, She's very dif. cult to see, especially when you are thinking about last year’s bird nests when tho instructor auddenly calls on you, Maxie Is also a prominent goof in this tournament. He has benzined more flat skulled candidates than any sixteen snags in this school and, believe me, brighteyes, this neck-o’-the-woods is as full of snags a8 a porcupine is of quills. So in case that you have to send anything down to this works, don’t send it down for the Mumm twins, Maxie and Minnie can take care of themseleves. I think that 8. P. ©. C. should be switched to mean Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Candidates. Maxie and Min- nie have the works by the short hair, and if that ain't cruelty I'll sell you my old straw hat for $8, Yea, bo. 1 gucas by now that you are hep to the fact that the war iy cured, even if you live in Brooklyn, I think that I will be putting on a turkey nosebag with your family on ‘Thanksgiving, Suppose that your old man won't be dishing up any thanks but just as long as he kicks In with the turk, your lil’ Roger will be waving @ mean mess kit. If I ever get a real turkey bracketed I'll creep up two forks and establish eating for demolition, Now that the war is cured, I guess that I won't get much more than a third lootenancy out of the debris, but maybe it ts fist as well. Whes ! am firing for effect on a twelve-pound turkey bird, I don’t want my arms weighted down by two heavy silver bare, Jt’a all the same in the long run, now thet the Kaiser ts behind awa A Nas AACR Se aD cs aN A the towel rack with the rest of the junk. I wanted to ba a lootenant and have a bar. parked on my collar bone, but what's the difference whether you have a bar on your shoulder or your shoulder on a bar? Ask your old man, he knows. Yours until the Dardanelles are closed again. Z ROGER, Ay ‘Third Lootenant, F. A.C. 0. T. 8. WINTER—VELVET AND oftenest to Neysa McMein, America, Great Br! trenches and as ni’ line. Anita Parkhyrst, Bulley, a monolog! entertained soldier = average twelve*hours a day. Her un! pitals, but they went far beyond the | Sometimes they gave shows in fields | at the entrance to the communication \trenches to men who would be ca jaway in the middle of tho perform- ance and sent up to the firing line, To fill in the chinks of time when she s not working for the men, Mies ers “to give a sho also « the war agevctes tn Frar vard in my quisite co drawn as ef- cover girls, “But I had the most |deautiful time in the world. I didn’t | want to come back and I want to go over again as soon as possible.” | Then Miss MecMein proceeded to} {emnk without a traco the much-dis- | { mussed theory that our boys are going marry French girls and settle down France agter the war. | phe one thing the American bos in |irrance wants most,” she sald, “is the lait of an American girl. I had to |spend most of my time drawing her, for thom. ‘They think the French} girls are frightful; you see, they are sht in contact only with the peas- ant type, Which is like nothing they know at home. ‘Then there is the | great barter of language; about the ‘only thing the average soldier can | say to a French girl is, ‘Voulez-vous | promenade? Which doesn’t got him very far. “We used to buy the prettiest and most frivolous clothes we could find| in Paris to wear for our performances tor the eoldiers. And one of the things| | we heard oftenest was this remari: delivered apologetically but tirmly—'l TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 26, 1918 Big Demand for ‘Chickens’; Neysa McMein Drew Them _ For Soldiers at the Front ff She Is the Only Woman Poster Artist Who Has B in the Trenches—Went Overseas With Two Other Young Women to Entertain Soldiers for ¥.M.CcA, By Marguerite Mooers Maishall | ts Coz fights 1018, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Erehing World.) " 166 RAW a chicken! Oh, please That was the request which the most subtly, beautiful and intelligent poster ‘girls in these United States, and who has been drawing for J the A. BE. F. during tho last six month’. Miss McMein is the only woman poster artist from She sailed early in June for the ¥Y. M. 0. A/-with in the Vosges and all along the front, working on em al {buted posters to mapy | own magazine | draw a chicken!” ‘ American doughboys the American gir! artist who itain or France’ who has been in (he ear as half a kilometre to the firing a New York illustrator, and Ji ‘ist. During her stay in Franeé.she s near Chateat-Thterry and Verdum, it gave hospital many entertainments in hos and éven the rest. billets. ; NEyo® bisMemN “Were you under fire?” I asked Mias MoMein. ited “We were under bomb fire moat of ‘ the time,” she replied calmly, “Some ; times the bombs fell tlose to us when * We were up in the lines playing, and they always sounded as 4f they were on top of us. When we motored back to our headquarters from the camp | we had appeared | skimmed over,the | s onstantly. If the German gum , ner was out of bombs he would. ip low and turn Lis machine gun on/be road. After we reached the hotel © whert we were to sleep, as likely es not there would be another bombing raid over tho town, I suppope,our ‘ narrowest escape was in Toul, where one night a bomb from a Germex plano struck and totally destro |wouldn’t say this, but I have two} sisters at home and I'm sure you'll) | understand—say, you don't know how goo it is to see a pair of silk stock- | ings again!’ “Of course we all bad lots of pro- posals, but never an unpleasant incl- dent occurred during all our time at! | tho front, and we were thrown in con-| branch of the service. We used to ar- | range dances for thom after the for- | mal part of our entertainment W45)we rushed, and I held on to the ear, | over. We would find a rattle-trap old) neia my breath and expected every piano and fix up some of the meD/ ninute to breathe my last, with bits of our finery to play ladies, although, of course, we were the Only | over the tronches, It | girls present. We bave had such} r.yt_1 asked to & a | dances for as many as 700 men | once,,and you Rever would guess how many men you can dance with in two hours if you dance all the fime with- out stopping.” “Wall Street Girl” Now Has Her “Club” No Dues and Tipless Waitresses Only’ Two of the Many «‘ Modern she can hear a music, return to, tho lecture perhaps or have dinner a nap, By Hazel V. Carter. A QUIET little corner for girls in take room the Ann-Fulton is being crowd-| Street busingss girl, ed with Wall Street girld who have at] In last found a place where they can get ‘away from the hurry-up lunch coun- ters where for years they havo el- bowed crowds of men-to grab a bite to eat and rush back on the job. Now, Maud or Marie, who plays the typewriter keys all-morning, or works in a busy banking department sorting checks, perhaps, can get away from all of the hub-bub of Wall Street life and enjoy ber Juncheon in a quiet tea room that seems a million miles from Broadway. She can entertain her sol- dier or her sailor sweetheart there, if sho likes, and if there Is any time left after she has finished her meal there is a cozy lbrary where she caw read or rest, chat or knit, as she feels In- clined, the downstairs cafeteria girls are served every day, and cenis buys a mei her work, cafeteria, Upstairs cause of its winding tables, Morris chairs, reading, tion room, the strain of buyiness life,” ei ashanti ne ta ocataase aenacmens ce Ann-Fulton, somo 2,000 1 that is not only the kind of meal that the business girl I'kes, but the kind that builds her for A mezzanine runs around three sides of this big cafeteria room and takes the overflow from the main the girls have named the cafeteria “The Maze” be- Upon the fifth floor the club rooms were filled with girls, curled up in big sleeping on the cots in the rest room, or playing the planos and singing in the recrea- We want it to be a home for the girls so that they can get away from Miss When the: business day is finished |Janct Lowden, director, cald- “There i p Improvements” Instituted in the “Ann-Fulton” by the Y. W. C. A. are no membership fees, We want all girls. They come in after 5 o'clock alwith their sult cases full of party ‘a district that has grown up] shower bath, dross and be ready for |clothes, le down and sleep until din- for men has been discovered, a party in th ening—just as if, ner time and’ then jump up, take @ in the-Ann-Fulton ¥, W. C. A,, No.|sho had dressed at home. shower and check thetr street clothes 115 Fulton Street. For the Ann-Fulton is really aclub|here while-they get all frilled up for With the opening of the new chintz| house—a club house for the Wall]9™ evening party, This is quite a boon to the girl who lives in the suburbs and doesn't have time to go home to dress, 20 — SUDDEN CURE. 66] UKE cures like,” said Col. G. V. §. Quackenbush, who commands the huge Texas flying camp at Kelly Field. “Ger- many wanted war. Well, the Allies will give her war till she never wants it again, “Germany is like Mrs, Snodg who went in for spiritualism, She had the spiritualistic craze pretty bad for a while. Then, all of a sud- den, she dropped it, ‘How did you cure her?! a man asked her husband. “Snodgrass chuckled, “‘T started to go to the seances with hor,’ he said, ‘and got loving messages every scance from my first wit Pittsburgh Chronicle Tele- r tact with soldiers of every type and} yr enitit the house next to the one in which we were quartered. . “But what frightened me nearly ¢e } death,” she added with a smile adda | shive » those trips at night éver | from the troops to our quarters, Often we had to ride twenty-five Iometres in a motor, / without lights and without sounding horn, on a road crowded with all sorte trafic, A French chauf- |four feels it his duty, you know, to go | jat Jeast 10) miles an hour, So along the milita “Then I went up in an aeroplané was my own a battleground from above, They strapped me tute one of those little two-seaters, and the aviator proceeded to do the mest jabolical things. ‘This—and this— ; and this,” Miss McMein’s strong, clever fingers dipped, swerved: and igzagged back and forth alarmingly. “The nose dive?” somebody queries, "I don’t know what the name ofiit |was,” she shuddered, “but 'd ae ‘ \do K. P, (icitchen police) all my dite |than be an aviator,” . Many of her shows were given @@ cow pastures, and the bossies Both- ered her more than the Boches. * “I was willing,” she explained Plaintively, “to draw on a barn dobr ; —I Uid draw on ever so many. bata doors—but I made them driyp the cows away, Sometimes our theatre , was a barn and the feed-boxég Were our stage. In the hospitals they gave me an operating table for an eagel, “Besides making cartoons we had @ burlesque skit, which I wrote, called, "The Perils of Private Prune. .Wa girls played the parts of heroine and Villainess, respectively Susie Pommes de-Terre and Wilhelmina Van Blang | From each audience of doughbd { |we would pick the two most bi Jones, call them on the stage and them up with false mustaphes and wigs as the hero and villain, fhe idea was to make thom laugh ‘wad forget the death and suttering about | them and to show them Améseam girls again, yee | “Americans in France are wonder« ful fighters and are coming beck | wonderful men,” Miss MoMein ended | ta a slow of frank a Sain ‘