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Bellefonte, Pa., August 4, 1911,
TENTING.
Tonight I'm alone in the onen where the winds
of heaven race,
With the noisless patter of starshine to soften
my upturned face;
And | lie by my tent recumbent, with my tired
arms fiung wide,
With God just back of the curtain where His
constellations ride.
Oh, sweet is the low green valley; and sweet is
the mountains high;
And doubly sweet is the silence which foled me
as] lie;
And sweetest of all the murmur of a softly flow-
ing stream,
Which lulls my brain to slumber and gives a
restful dream.
On the Earth's kind breast I've lain, and 1 fee}
her tender heart
Athrob with the love she bears me (we have
lived so long apart!)
1 can feel the due kiss holy which nature gives
her child—
Forgiving him, though wayward, and blessing
him, defiled,
A breeze comes down the valley from the foot
of the mountain range.
And rustles the grass beside me in whispering
music strange.
I sense an insect stirring, and I hear a night
birds call;
And then through drowsy eyelids 1 see the
moon's gold ball. .
1 was worn with barter and traffic; lived in a
town afar;
So I left it all behind me and followed the
evening star.
As of old the wise men found Him in the man-
ger at Bethlehem,
So I know the Lord is near me—I can see His
diadem!
—Edwin Charles Litsey in Ave Maria
THE SECRET ALTAR.
Slater, the interne, went hurrying alo
the corridor of the North eastern Hospi
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cident; but between the
that anterior consciousness and this was
an awful hiatus; not such as that from
which one wakens out of sleep, but of
some measureless depth that he had
crossed. He t for some most slender
bridge of usness with which to
Tk a Nome ped; his
e lay upon cramped;
head low, and his injured leg was held
immovably in a round, cage-like struct-
ure which projected underneath the bed-
tal toward the room in which the senior | clothes.
surgeon Kennedy, having completed his
evening rounds, was iE on his over-
coat.
“Are you better?” asked the night
nurse again, standing beside him.
“Pillow,” he muttered. "I'm slipping
Can you stay to operate, sir?” he | down
asked. "It's an em
car turned over in that
at the corner and pinned the owner u
the chassis. They're bringing him in
now.”
“O Lord?” said Kennedy. “They're
paving ‘Tosca’ tonight. at is it?
“Leg,” answered Slater. “Fractured in
two or three places—compound. Benson
has gone to clean the theater and start
up the boiler. Miss James has sent for
some nurses from the surgical ward.”
Kennedy took off his overcoat. He
opened his gold hunting-watch and look-
ed at the large black figures on the dial.
“All right! I'll be there in five minutes,”
he said. "Take him Hight into the oper-
ing room. And tell Miss James she can
go ahead with the ether. I'll be ready
as soon as she is.”
case. A motor-
The orderlies had carried out astretch- | ber
er to the overturned motor-car, Wpichiay
embedded upon its side in a small hill
of snow, like some defiant antediluvian.
The chauffeur, dazed but uninjured,stood
by the one glaring headlight, like a soli-
tary eye, which cast a band of illumina-.
tion over his robe of raccoon-skin,
“"Twasn’t my fault,” he reiterated, twist-
ing his goggles nervously in his ungloved
hands. “He told me tolet her out.” Two
blond women, whose throats glistened
with gems, made frantic and ineffectual
efforts to impede the work of the order-
lies. But the man on the stretcher raised
himself upon his hands and ordered them
away angrily. His face was twisted with
pain, and from his cut cheek blood dri
ed into the creases of his starched shirt-
front and remained there. A blanket hid
the mangled limb.
The women followed him to the hospi-
tal entrance and fluttered there, sniffed
with disgust at the smell of soap and
water on the wood stairs, and, with a
single, uncommunicated impulse, drifted
out again in panic, the trains of their
evening gowns trailing upon the freshly
fallen snow.
Within the anteroom of the theater
Miss James was waiting; at her side was
a blue ether bottle, a yellow bottle con-
taining chloroform rested on a glass shelf
hehind her, aad she was Bogerieg the
sphere of a dilated gas-bag. In the oper-
ating-room, beyond the swing doors, the
JurSee from Je surgical wary, who had
orgathe: ere, were pulling hoods
over their hair and fitting rubber gloves
upon their hands. At one side of the
room a copper trough sent up a cloud of
steam among the nny tiers of ssats,
and under the lid a tray Sais
instruments gauze
from the bubbling water. Miss James
came in.
ontop Sn a
said to the in cing ro!
the swing doors toward the stretcher,
which had been wheeled into the ante-
room.
"He's had a drink or two,” corrected
Slater. “He had been dining out. He's
not drunk.”
“l see do difference,” replied Miss
James, proudly; and she passsd back
into the anteroom, where the patient,who
had been lifted from the stretcher, now
rested on a glass table. The man said
: ignorant of the extent of his in-
nothing
ries, which now no | him,
faced his fate Arden. io Pine) hv
fitted the Juul ipiece of the gas-balloon
nose.
“Breathe naturally,” she said. “Don’t
take deep breaths. That's right; breathe
way.
Upon the other sideof the table a nurse
“You shall have are soon.”
“I'm slipping down,” he murmured,
clutching at the sides of the bed.
“You're raised on blocks at the back.
That's why. How do you feel?”
over? Did they cut me up?”
The nurse placed the rim of a glass
against his lips. “Take a few sips,” she
said. “Yes, they operated on you last
evening. You're doing splendidly. That's
enough water for the present; you shall
must go and look after my others.”
She had to tiptoe to bend over the bed,
elevated as it was on wooden blocks be-
hind. Asshe passed out of the door his eyes
followed her curiously. She had st at
his side when the anzesthetic was adminis-
tered, and he had wondered then at—
fomatiing. He was too tired to remem-
t.
He tried to sleep, but his thoughts buz-
zed lilte a saw, and an interior personali-
ty propounded ceaseless lems that
refused to wait for their solution, but
fled into a maze ofdreams. He was glad
when he saw the nurse bend over him
again, a pillow in her hands.
“What hospital's this?” he asked.
“This is the Northeastern.”
“Who are the other patients?
you my nurse?”
She smiled. “Yes; but there are twen-
ty-nine of you. “We're rather crowded.”
“I thought one had a nurse for oneself.
I can afford to pay for what I want and
I'm going to have one. And a larger
room than this—is this the best you
have?”
“This is a little room off the ward. It
was the best we could give you. You are
really in the ward.”
He looked out through the n door
into the corner of a large chamber, from
which came sounds of breathing, snoring,
men stirring in beds, and an occasional
Snotherng ov. “Have I been put in
with the rity patients?’’ he demand-
“I don’t know just what arrangements
they have made with the hospital. We
treat everybody alike that comes to us.
They're all the same when they get their
nightshirts on—just sick human crea-
tures.”
She placed the pillow under his head
and rea the sheets. He lay silent
while she did this. Then he burst out:
“It's a damn queer ending to a theater
party. We were going to see—what was
that piece called?— ‘Tosca.’ There were
two ladies; have they called up about
Aren't
me?"
“Not so far. If any one calls I'll let
you know in the morning. We have a
telephorie outside the w She finished
her work. “Now I want you to sleep.
I'm sure they'll call in the morning.”
He bit his mustach ly. “I'll dis-
charge that fool of a chauffeur, anyhow!”
he exclaimed. “See here! Tomorrow I
high said th soothing}
- 5," e nurse, ly.
“Now go to sleep. Fr Soing to put out
this light. There's a 1 your :
if want any thing, ri
Fogle an fons gl was moving
“All right. Give me a drink. Is it all | 5
have some more when I come back. I]
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“It's on your chart, over your head.”
“But you don't know that I'm Frederick
Bryant Lamartine,” said the man, sneer-
ing atthe expression of hisname. “You've
heard of me?”
She shook her head.
“You've heard of the bankers, Lamartine
and Webb?"
“I can't recall the names.”
“You mean to say you don't?” cried
the man a aston ent. “Why, the
reporters have been hounding me for
weeks about—about that—" He broke
off abruptly. “I smashed one of the
' cameras yesterday. The
fellow snapped it in my face as I was
Soning out of my house. I caught him,
though.” .
wide ' “We haven't much time to read the
newspapers,” said the nurse, smiling.
: “How do you feel this morning?
“I feel all right, that my ankle
hurts confoundedly. Was it broken?”
She nodded and to smooth the
bed. “Now I'll leave you to the day
| nurse,” she said.
| “Wait a moment. As yougo out, please
| see that the secretary is sent to me im-
| mediately. I want to make arrangements
; about changing my room. And I want
{ him to bring me some writing paper and
envelopes. I'm going to write to that
| fool of a chauffeur to take himself out of
wy employment. Has anybody called me
| Up,
| No.” said the nurse; “nobody has
: called.”
“You wanted to see me?” asked the
| hospital secretary, coming into the room
[late that afternoon. He was a short,
| stout man, bland, smiling, and defer-
| ential.
| “Yes, and I've been wanting to see you
all day. Didn't you receive my message
this morning?"
{| “Idid. I'm sorry I couldn't get around
: before, Mr. Lamartine. What can I do
you?”
| © "I don't like this room you've put me
It isn't fit for a dog-kennel. I want
| the best private room you have and a
! nurse to myself. I can afford to pay for
| them, as you probably know.”
| “What's the matter? Aren't they being
: good to you here?”
| “Confound it, sir, I don’t want to be
| stuck into the charity ward with a lot of
diseased tramps who keep me awake
nights snoring and groaning. I want my
clothes and m
vate papers.
want my stenographer at
to him.
Py All our rooms are full at
and besides I doubt whether Dr.
As she went out Lamartine called her
back.
“Let me have that letter I gave you,
please,” he said. “I want to add some-
she was gone he tore it into
three pieces and watched them flutter
On the fourth morning Slater, the ine
terne, came in, by the orderly,
who carried a small glass table on which
were instruments, a pile of gauze, alco-
hol, and bichloride.
“Well, how do you feel, Mr. Lamar-
tine?” he asked. “We're going to dress
your wound today. Any pain?”
“Nothing to cry over, butl fee!it all
the time. It's just as though somebody
pi boring into my ankle with a blunt
mlet.”
“Oh, it Il stop soon. You mean—
which ankle?”
“Why, the one in the cage. The one
you operated on, of course.”
The interne removed the cage and un-
wound the bandages. “You haven't any
ankle," he said. “We took your leg o
at the knee.”
And instantly the pain ceased forever.
The interne dressed his patient, glanc-
ing at him above the bandages as he lay
there, frowning, his face set into a scowl,
his teeth clinching. The orderly came
back afterward and found him lying in a
sort of lethargy.
* pardon, Mr. Lamartine, did Dr.
Slater leave his scissors here?” he asked,
looking around.
“I want to send a message to the hos-
pital secretary,” Lamartine answered.
"Yes, sir, I'll take it myself.”
“Tell him I've changed my mind about
Moving into that room tomorrow. I'll
stay where I am until they let me out.”
On the evening before his departure he
was seated in his wheeled chair upon the
hospital roof, within the smoking room
which had been built out toward the edge
of the parapet. The sun's reflection still
brightened the western clouds, and
through the snow-cased frames of win-
dows lights shone cheerfully. Far under-
neath he heard the snow-muffled sounds
of traffic; far down the street he saw the
lamps of restaurants with taxicabs before
their doors, and crowds collecting for the
night's pleasures. That life seemed far
alien from this within that quiet place, a
throne of silence under the night skies.
His mind was not made up. ould life
indeed be possible so, crippled and crutch-
ed as he must go thenceforward? For
days and nights he had postponed the
ultimate decision, hiding meanwhile the
scissors, with their sharp points, under
his mattress. He had them now.
None of those whom he had known had
called. They had sent flowers and cards,
clerks and stenographers in his employ
had left respectful condolences at the
: gates below, but none had braved the
‘to the sound wolf the hunt amid the
check-book and my pri- |
hand to give dictation to. I have a few |
interests, improbable as it may seem to
you. I sent the orderly for my clothes |
this morning, to get my pocketbook and |
some papers, and they wouldn't give them |
“Ah, well, that's to keep away germs, |
you know. We'll have your pocketbook |
and papers taken out and sent up to you. |
Now I dare say you'd like a lot of things |
that wouldn't be altogether good for you. |
Try to be patient just a little longer, Mr. |
Lamartine, and we'll fix you up comfort. |
resent, |
ennedy |
would allow you to be moved for a day |
hts and scenes of the hospital ward. '
ell, that accorded with his own creed—
pack; for the sick beast a hole in the
ground in which to lie. When he got
well he would have taken up his life |
where he had left it—the strong, material '
struggle by day; by night the scramble
after diversion—the only life he knew. .
But now, when half of life was gone—
was it worth while?
Never, since the accident, had he look-
ed at the newspapers. But ow he spread |
them out upon his knee and began read. !
ing them. Here it was, on the accustom- ;
ed front page, “The Lamartine Scandal,”
the old, familiar black-lettering telling
the old, well-known story in all its ugliest
details of a family divided and an old!
name d ed in the mud for the amuse-
ment of the brainless multitude. Inter-
views, alimony, witnesses in hiding.
even during his illness, then, the news-
papers had been hounding him. But now,
for the first time, he felt crushed by this
enmity.
Life for him had always been a con-
“Don't slip on the snow. Dr. Kennedy
says you'll be able to be fitted for an
artificial limbin a couple of weeks. "Nhen
you've got it on you won't know the dif-
ference.”
He backed, smiling, toward the hos-
pital entrance.
“] see Hhev've fixed her over as good as
new,” said Lamartine, looking approving-
ly at his machine. “Home, William.”
—By Victor Rousseau, in Harper's Weekly.
Tnere was a young man who started
in life with the proposition that he would
believe nothing he could not prove fcr
himself or see with his owpr eyes. Fcr
tha: man history was a sealed bool,
foreign lands did not exist, astroaomy
was a fable, chemistry a fairy tale. For
te foundation of all knowledge is tie ac-
ceptance of facts which have been proven
by other people and belief in the records
of history and geography written by
chroniclers and travelers long dead. That
ung man would be doomed to perish by
‘s own ignorance. because he would take
n) other man’s word and trust no other !
man's experience. There is a class of |
people who might be blood relations of
that young man who see time and again
the statements of cures following the use |
of Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. |
Yet they go on coughing, spitting blood,
and losing stren, with every hour. The
fact that Dr. e's Golden Medical
Discovery does cure coughs, bronchitis,
weak Jungs, hemorrhages and conditions
which tend to consumption, rests upon |
evidence as sound as that which proves |
the salient facts of history, geography, or |
astronomy. It is not more certain that |
Washington was at Valley Forge, that,
London isthe Capital of England, or that |
the sun rises in the east, than that
“Golden Medical Discovery” cures pul-
monary ciseases. You can't afford to
Soret this evidence or rejectit, if you are |
sick. !
The Oldest Organ. {
The Swedish island Gothland, a Mecca |
for students of early Gothic architecture, |
lies in the Baitic Sea. forty miles from
the mainland. In Wisby, the principal
town of the island, may be seen the ruins |
of no fewer than ten churches, some of |
which date from the eleventh and twelfth |
centuries. The oldest of them is the!
Church of the Holy Ghost, completed |
about 1046. I
A director in a German musical in- |
stiution, who was especially interested in .
the study of mediaeval organs, visited
fifty-nine churches in Gothland, and in a |
village called Sundre came upon the rem- '
nant of what is unquestionably the oldest
known organ in existence. The case
alone has survived the fret of seven cen-
turies, and its exterior is adorned with
paintings dating from about the year
When this ancient instrument could no |
longer serve its original purpose, it was
used as a sacristy, and for the safeguard |
, of holy vessels and vestments was kept |
‘in careful
repair; hence its excellent!
preservation to our day.
Radium Isolated.
Hitherto the metal known as radium '
; hasbeen certain salts with aradium basis,
such as bromide and chloride; pure me- !
tallic radium has not been known.
The isolation of pure radium has been |
accomplished by means of electricity, as
the result of the unremitting labor of
Madame Curie and her co-laborer, M. De-
bierne. Thus isolated radium appears as
a white metal which alters rapidly when |
it comes in contact with the air, Shang
ing from white to the condition of black |
oxide. It burns paper, energetically de-
. composes water, and adheres firmly to
iron.
This is about all that is known so far of
| this mysterious metal. The investigators
had only one deeigram of radium salt to |
FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN.
DAILY THOUGHT.
Who gathers all, would gather more;
Who little hath, hath need of none;
Who wins a race will iong to win
Another that is never won.
I fiing me in the grass, content
That not a blade belongs to me,
And take no thought for mowing days—
A vagrant wed to vagrancy.
—Hiram Rich.
Just a few suggestions anent the collars,
jabots and plisses that are worn.
First of all, there is the fichu of fine
linen, lawn or net. It can be adjusted
over a plain little dress of thin material,
or it can e a silk or satin for
evening. It is folded around shoul-
ders, crossed in front and fastened at the
back in a small butterfly bow, or under a
cabochon, from which a square flat court
train falls.
This fichu can be of plain linen, hem-
stitched and used in flat simplicity on
dresses of henrietta or cashmere. It is
usually accompanied by deep cuffs to
match.
Extremely large collars of heavy lace
are being worn on many suits and dresses.
Some are called the “Charlotte Corday’’
collars, and all are charming.
Sailor collars, with or without jabots,
are being shown by all the leading blouse
shops. Materials are varied, and trim-
ming is applied in many ways.
Some collars are of linen, worked u
in eyelet, drawnwork and solid OAT,
ery. Colored thread is used, sometimes
on the scall borders and in worki
the eyelets, latter giving a new oe
attractive effect.
Some effective little models are made
of bands of insertion alternated with
strips of lace, the whole edged with lace.
Many are combined with washable foul-
ards, too. This gives the touch of silk
| for linen suits that is one of the features
the spring styles.
Jabots are still as much favored as ever.
The side effects are. the most
popular. In these styles the frill that is
quite wide at the top, narrowing to the
lower edge of the strip of lace insertion,
is prominent. In some instances there is
a narrow frill of lace, embroidery or linen
on the other side.
Color is introduced in many ways. Em-
broidery can be done in color or the back-
ground itself can be of pale pink, blues
and buffs, with the embroidery in white.
Lace and net in round coilars, with ja-
bots and plisses attached, is another style
for dresses of lawn or batiste. Frequently
the set includes cuffs of the same, and
this scheme is, in most cases, sufficient
trimming for plain little frocks of colored
fabrics.
Do not forget these dainty accessories
in your wardrobe. They have the power
to change a plain little frock and to give
perenvial freshness at the neck and wrists.
he Parisienne loves them and revels in
a varied assortment. It is for her Amer-
| ican sister to do likewise.
Arrive at the theatre a few minutes be-
fore the rise of the curtain. If thisis not
possible remain in the foyer until such
time as the seats may be reached with-
out Sleurling the periormers and those
about you. This is an unequivocal mark
of the person of thoughtfulness and good
breeding.
A woman should slip off her wrap in
the foyer of the theatre, carrying it inon
her arm down the aisle and spreading it
deftly on the back of the chair before
being seated.
In entering the theatre the lady pre-
cedes the man past the ticket taker. He
then secures the programs, gives the usher
his coupons and fellows the lady down
the aisle.
When a man and woman acquaintance
meet, the woman bows first, the proper
or two. We shall have a large room va- | test, ruthless and merciless, but one in
cant on Thursday, and we'll do our best | which, thrice armored with the panoply
to make you happy there. The orderly | of wealth, he had met all his adversaries
| i get Chk nue ing you want. A man
| brings ro € papers every morning.
i Shall 1 have them sent up to you?"
| “No!” shouted Lamartine. “I don't
| want to see a newspaper while I'm here.
And if two women call—I don't expect
them now, but they might telephone—
tell them I won't see them or anybody."
“What are your hours?" he asked the
night nurse SbrapHy. “I mean, how long
are you on duty pe
"From seven till seven.”
What, twelve hours a Say; And poor
pay at that, I suppose. y don’t you
organize a union and strike for an eight-
hour day?”
“I never th t of that,” answered the
nurse, openi e window and drawing
down the e.
“Now you could probably earn twice as
much in an office down-town. Women
t quite good salaries nowadays. At
east, mine do. They're all afraid of me,”
he went on, smiling rather grimly, “and
they think I'm a slave-driver, but I never
worked a girl more than nine
day. And then get Saturday afternoons
off all the year round," he added, watch-
ing her face. He had a proposition in his
mind which he meant to make later.
"Will you post this letter for me?”
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on more than equal terms and vanquish- |
ed them. Victory to the strong!—and he |
had been strong until a little P le of snow
confounded him. The ring of wolfish ad-
versaries was baying him; he must suc-
cumb unless he found some stronger
armor, some source of strength such as
those women seemed to know the secret |
of, so strong that it could yoke itself to
humility and falter not.
I a,
with less a lung, v ing
and inhaling air all day through water
Syphon, to develop those fragments of
Is that still remained to him, gasping
to gain the breath that came so easily to
Lamartine. And others—Joe! Had he
been he, he could not haveendured a day
to work and wait while life ebbed and
the darkness crept round and over him.
He felt, too, that it was this same subtle
women's power that threw the mantle of
its around them.
Why, these were giants in compari |
with him, now that he was humbled. It
was he who was weak, he who had pitied
them, whose name had been a synonym
for rapacity and relentlessness. And with
this ifowleage, like clear sunlight when
a shade is withdrawn, the secret rushed
in on him. was theirs because
work with. But since they sealed the
, precious metal in a tube as soon as they
| succeeded in isolating it, they will be able
to study it at leisure.
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White serge is extremely fashionable |
this season, and, in fact, there is no outfit |
complete without a white serge or home- |
spun. These white costumes are most |
effective and becoming, and very smart. |
There are several different models that |
are popular. One of the newest gives
the slender lines that are so becoming
without the exaggeration that is so unbe-
coming. There is a double skirt effect |
acket, and the whole costume |
is plain severe. A novel touch is the |
white moire in revers and cuffs »nd the!
the
The back of the |
skirt and overskirt.—Harper's Bazar. |
—Prof. Ten Eyck, of Kansas,
to say about sowing alfalfa in
has this
sandy soil:
| greeting being a slight bow of the head
accompanied by a direct glance and a
pleasant smile.
Run down the habit as one will, cooling
beverages are all important in our hot
climate and the hostess who understands
mixing them will be popular.
When wines are used only the lightest
unches should be taken in summer.
Qlaret, champagne or sauterne cupare all
good and not overheating.
A nice claret punch is made by mixing
oroughly a pint of claret, a pint of soda
water, four tablespoonfuls of pulverized
sugar, a small nutmeg grated, a liqueur
glass of maraschino and plenty of cracked
ice. Pour over a sliced orange and add
the juice of a lemon.
This can be made by the cup by put-
ting i a small glass as jsognchof oralige
and lemon, a teaspoonful of sugar; a
little more than half with shaved ice and
fill up with claret. Add on top shredded
pineapple or berries in season.
Sauterne cup is made in the same way,
the maraschino is often omitted,
Alfalfa nay be sown successfully either | and many prefer it without the soda
with the lor
broadcast. In sandy soil
we prefer to seed with the drill, taking |
the seed too deeply.
f bottle of champagne the
water.
For a nice champagne cup add to every
juice of a lemon,
the press wheels are used, a half inch of | one orange cut in thin slices, three rounds
firm soil above the seed is sufficient, and ' of pineapple in small dice and four table-
fer to press the seed into the soil | spoon
s of raspberrysyrup. Shake well
serve in champagne glasses.
continued, as she went toward the door.
“It's to that fool of a chauffeur; I've told
him not to let me see him n
He fay there,
gone, and through
elusive question that had puzzled him as
| he lay on the operating-table. There was
some incongruity, some missing -
about these women. Eager as they were
to serve, pitiful to those in
to anticipate each want, motives
were di t—different from the fear
his workers showed.
long as one sufferer remained,
the human race, ministrants of common
man. :
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him and laughed. He
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the scissors out into the snow.
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“I mean, what is suffering from?"
“Carcinoma.”
“What's that?"
“Cancer.”
“Whew! Is there much chance for
him?”
“Not the slightest. He's been chauffeur was waiting there. He
on three times. That was he that cried | forward and threw a fur coat him.
in the night when you com to the ( Sif said the hospital Secretary,
“Does he know?" us Fi a our best
“Oh yes, he knows.” for you.” He grasped him by the hand.
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per acre. Ten in a well prepared
seed bed is a sufficient amount to sow.
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until it is one year of age.
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for those of temperance principles. A nice
mixed punch is made by pouring a pint
: of boiling water over two ing table-
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neapple | for five minutes, then strain over a pound
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contain silk-like fibres which can be di- Sg the supe ES et Sond. on
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In countries delicate fabrics, | cracked ice and garnishings o! fruit or
as light almost as have been |Derries in season. This should make
mya. Be = w ALLY punch is made by
process cng uring over a half pound of granulated
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