meld Bellefonte, Pa., July 26, 1912. 3 | WHEN THE SIGN FAILED. i By Nellie T. Anderson —— | {Copyright, 1811, by Associated Literary | Press.) i | | i Miss Bab Ellerton sat down and wept. A healthy, good-looking girl of. vighteen does not weep just for the fun pf pulling her own rose as her tears all. Miss Bab had cause—great cause, ier cat was dead. There is no particular way to de scribe a dead cat except to say that the was loyal and faithful, a good inouser and her name was “Pink.” She bad been a cat for several years and bad got used to it, and she knew that she was beloved by Miss Bab. That love was returned. Never had that cat given the girl an hour's uneasi- ness. She had occasionally taken an bour off to stroll among the holly- tocks or interview 'tater-bugs. but she bad never failed to come running when her name was called in loving tones. “Pink” was missed and called right after breakfast. The calling was in vain, She was hunted for under beds, in the garden, all around the pergola, under the currant bushes, and at length there was a find. Alas, it was only her dead body! She had climbed un apple tree after a sparrow, and in descending had slipped and caught ber neck in a crotch and strangled to death. There was no one elge but the cook at home. She heard the girl's will wails and ran out, but there Wuy nothing to be done. While every cat Las nine lives, if eight of them ave choked out of her the ninth gives up in despair and after a kick or two follows the others. It was when the cecok reached up and lifted poor dead “Pink” down that the weeping took place. The cook also wept. She was a good cook, and her pumpkin pies had no rivals. As she bad left her bread in the oven, hows aregg Felt It His Duty to Investigate. ever, she could not stay to weep o'er jong. She therefore dashed away her tears to say: “Never mind, tave another.” “But she won't be ‘Pink’ to me!” ras the wailing reply. “You can call her ‘Rose’ or ‘Violet,’ ‘hen. You mustn't take on so. S'pose rour dear mother had climbed that free and got hung by the neck! Think sow awfuller it would have been!” “Yes, I know, but ‘Pink’ may have salled to me when she found herself strangling.” “But she never did. Her first thought was that she had made a wool of herself geiting up that tree. ‘t's another cat we'll have inside of wee days. Now be good and don’t ry any more.” “I wouldn't feel so bad if—if—" “If what, dearie?” “If it wasn't for the sign.” “What sign?” “Why. one day when T was at the gate with the cat an old woman came slong and sald if ‘Pink’ died within a year I must take it as a sign that I'd ose the love of my lover. The year 'sn’t up yet.” “Nonsense on the old woman and per signs.” “Don’t you believe it?” “Of course not. You should have made up faces at her.” “Oh, but 1 did!” “That's proper and right, honey. As fou have no lover how can you lose gis love?” “But I'm going to have, vou know, and 1 don't want any signs to come poking along.” “Don't you fear. Some signs are sure to come true, but this one is go- ing to fail. If you bury ‘Pink’ that wiil surely make it fail. There's an old suit case in the woodshed. Put the body in that and take it away.” Forty rods down the highway was a grove of beeches. It was a quiet, rest. ful spot. Now and then an auto went honking by, but as a dead cat is not too particular, “Pink” would sleep there without waking. With the spade fn one hand and the suit case in the other, Miss Bab made her way to the grove. She did not have to look dong for a spot. Where the violets bloomed and the green leaves cast their shade she dug the grave, or she had begun to when there came an in- gerruption. Gregg Fenlon was home from col dege on his vacation, and was tearing Around the country in his racing ma ‘chine in a way to set the bridges on fire. As the spade was turning up the sail he came scorching along looking for something to devour, and there was a sudden stop as he caught sight dearie—you shall { tee the tears in her eyes! he could see that her mouth was puck- ,ered up in a way that : grief, and he felt it his duty to inves pa fet ah, ne only fifty feet { i f.01= the road, and he could almost ! | tigate. “I—1 was just burying a cat,” ex- | plained Miss Bab as the collegian ap- | proached and lifted his cap. “Dead, eh?" “Yes, got hung.” At least, betokened “Particular cat? That is, an extra lovable cat?” “Just the nicest cat world! Her name was ‘Pink. ° She was my pet.” “And you have been crying?” he asked as he took the spade from her hands and began to dig. “Just—3just a little. Her name was ‘Pink,” you know, and her death was so very sudden.” “I lost a dog once.” “And you buried him?" “Sure. Yes, he has a grave.” “And you felt bad?” “Took me a month to get over it.” “I'm glad of that. It shows you in all this - X-~ al : mie or {EN. OW much there is world that 1 do not hy —8ocrates. All that a man hath will he give for his life. Oh, cheese It is a surly elf, Digesting all things but itself, LEFT-OVER WHITES OR YOLKS oF | EGGS. If eggs are washed in cold water before breaking, the shells are ready for clearing soup, jelly or coffee. If out of salad dressing, take equal i quantities of beaten egg yolks and | mild vinegar; cook together until have a heart. When I first saw you | I thought you looked reckless. | ‘guess the hole is deep enough now for poor ‘Pink's’ body. £0 much.” “Oh, but I'm not through yet. Body in the suitcase, eh? I see. Well, we'll drop it in gently—so. Now I'll pull 1 thank you ever thick, fold in a beaten white or two and set away In a cool place for salad | dressing. Add any desired seasoning down a lot of twigs and leaves to | cover it in. Now for the dirt and our mournful task is done.” anxiously asked. “Not a bit of it. Lord, miss, but if the coll’ to a portion, and with a little whipped cream an ideal salad dressing may al ways be had. Little Gold Cakes.—Cream a table spoonful of butter, add a half a cup of sugar and the beaten yolks of four | eggs; beat hard. Dissolve an eighth ! of a teaspoonful of soda in a very lit- “But you don't think me silly?” she ¢ dog I've got now should die ' I'd sure put up a headstone for him | and sing a hymn over his grave. [| suppose you live in the white house back there? I'll carry the spade and suitcase. Don’t weep any more OVer |... onfulg of bacon cut in bits and the cat. You've done all you could in the case.” iiss Bab's face as she entered the house. The cook had been peeking, and she stood with her bands on her hips and demanded: “And now about that old woman's cign?” “Why—what 7?" “That young man'” “He just came along.” “And he dug the grave for poor ‘Pluk? ” “And he was so kind and gentle about it.” “Yes, so kind and gentle!" “And he lost a dog once.’ “Yes, lost a dog once!” “Why cook what have I done?” asked NM s Bab. “Done! Done! WLy, you've gone und knocked the old woman's cat-sign into a Continental cocked hat, just as 1 told you you would, and it won't be a vear before your engagement will be announced.” “W-h-y, cook!” “Lost a cat and gained a lover!” Ae] —-— -—— “Just as 1 sasi—just “as 1 said. 1 vou are chasing a rooster and fall | over the fence that's a sign you won't have a beau for five years to come, but if you find your pet cat hanging ‘dead in an apple tree all the dough- ‘nuts ever made can't keep you from ‘marry ing the nicest man in the state ‘within two vears, and the two years are to be spent in the sweetest court- ing ever written of in a ten-cent movel!” Miss Bab is courting, and it was only the other day that she confessed to the cook: “I'm not a hard-hearted girl, but really I'm almost glad the cat died!” WONDERFUL SAVING OF LIFE Modern Sanitary Measure Have Cut the Death Rate of Chicago Almost in Half, Statistics Show. Modern sanitary measures and pre- ventive medicine (which means no ‘medicine at all) are chiefly responsi rble for nearly doubling the average length of human life in Chicago, and that within only one generation. This statement is clearly borne out by statistics published by the Chicago Health Department, and is only slight- ly less true of some other localities. But the bald statement does not suffi- ciently convey the whole truth. Look at the figures: An average death rate in Chicago during the whole for- ty years previous to the last decade of 21.9 per thousand of popalation. During the past ten years the average has been only 14.7. This means a saving of 124,421 lives, for the ten years, or 12442 per year. That lis, there were just that many less deaths from all causes than there would have been under former measures and methods. Does not that make the work ap~ pear worth while? Nothing is plainer than that educa- tion of the people, combined with a willingness on their part to do the best they know how, in the various’ ways of taking better care of them- selves, is the main source of this splendid result. The greatest saving of life has been among those diseases most affected by sanitary administra. tion and control. A still better story is to be told. If the people will do as the Health De- partment teaches there will be still greater saving during the next ten years. Tooth-Pulling in Japan. The Japanese dentists perform all their operations in tooth-drawing with the thumb and forefinger of one hand. The skill necessary to do this is ac- quired only after long practice, but when once it is obtained the operator ': sable to extract half-a-dozen teeth + aboat half a minute without once ving his fingers from the pa! mouth, i tle hot water; add a fourth of a cup of sour cream, a bit of salt and nut- meg. Bake in small tins. Frost, when cold, and place a candied cherry on | top of each. Scrambled Eggs.—Prepare crisp dry toast. Beat the yolks of three eggs and a whole egg lightly; add two ta- a half cup of milk. Melt a half table- ‘8 nful of butter in a fryin n, add There was almost a smile on Miss | poe Y'9E pa the egg mixture and cook lightly. Dip toast in hot milk. Lay on a platter | and pour over the scrambled eggs. | | i ginger cut fine. Apple and Ginger Fluff.—For a half cup of left-over whites use two-thirds | of a cup of sifted apple, one-fourth of a cup of powdered sugar, a pinch of salt and a tablespoonful of crystalized Take baked apples or apple sauce, put through a strainer. Beat eggs very stiff, add salt, ginger, sugar and a little apple at a time, beating very hard. Pile ir a glass dish and put in a cool place until ready to serve. Blanc Mange.—Scald a pint of milk, add five tablespoonfuls of cornstarch blended with a little cold milk; cook | for ten minutes. Add a tablespoonful of sugar and a pinch of salt. Beat the [-7zsaca a | | i | stamps for the book in 131 3 Samp for cloth. Address Dr. R. V. u | | whites of three eggs until stiff and | fold into the cornstarch mixture. Mold and serve cold with sugar and cream. { BELLEFONTE PEOPLE “Map, Know Thyself.” Such an inscription was carven on the front of a Grecian temple. It is an in- scription which should be carved on the public buildings of every city. Doubtless there are thousands who die every year because of their ignorance of their own bodies. The value of Dr. Pierce’s Com- mon Sense Medical Adviser may be judg- | ed from this one fact—it makes men and | Women to know themselves, and the fac- | ulties and functions of the several organs | of the body. This great work contains | 1008 pages and 700 illustrations. It is | sent free on receipt of to pay the cost of mailing only. “Send 21 one-cent covers, or ffalo, N. Y. —Wimmin is the limit, with the lid | off. The feller that said you never can ‘tell what a woman is goin’ to do next ‘had misfit works in his thought plant. You can alwus tell what a woman is goin’ todo next. She's goin’ to do somethin’ crazy. “My first husband never treated me as you do,” she whimpered. “Oh’ he didn’ t, didn't he? about your second and third?” But what -—There are many good newspapers | published, but none that is quite as good ! as the DEMOCRATIC WATCHMAN. Try it. ———— Medical. A Stitch in Time SHOULD NOT | NEGLECT THEIR KIDNEYS. | No kidney ailment is dnitsportant, Don’t overlook the slightest backache or urinary irregularity. Nature may be warning you of approac dropsy, or fatal Bright's disease. disease is fatal if Jreated | in time but neglect Jives the the way for Seriouskidne trou a lame or g back ober Jeet Don't ignore Nr spells, irregular or discolored urine, hes, weariness or depression. Begin treati the kidneys with the reliable, time-t remedy. Doan's Kidney Pills. 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