10
WOMEN'S INTERESTS
PREPARIN
BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX
"Life wastes itself while we are pre
paring to live." wrote Emerson.
The Sage of Concord spoke one of
his deep truths in that simple sen
tence.
Too many of us treat life as if
it were a journey for which we had
to do shopping and sewing and
packing! We tire ourselves out buy
ing certain things and arranging to
take them with us others
away in camphor so that they will be
out of the way for the present, but
available if we chance to want them
later.
Life is a journey—but most of the
things we need we can get on the way!
Education is not a matter of going
through high school or college, earn
ing a diploma, framing it, and feel
ing that in that piece of evidence
lies our claim to culture. Educa
tion is a matter of learning every day
and as we go.
Fitting ourselves for work isn't
a matter of studying up to a certain
point, accepting a position after due
preparation aud then expending bit
by bit a full store of knowledge se
cured in advance.
Instead, it is a matter of imbibing
knowledge every day, of learning by
each hour's experience, 'of adjusting
tourselves to circumstances as they rise
Und of growing to meet the needs of a
growing work.
Most of us put the accent on the
>vrong place in our living. We
Jive all the time and steadily, so we
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No. 26—Meats (Continued)
Another method of frying meats
Consists in entirely immersing the
article to be cooked in sufficient
smoking-hot fat to cover
keeping the fat at that degree of
heat until the food is brown. It
should then be taken up with a
skimmer and laid upon brown
paper for a moment to free it from
grease.
Broiling.
The rules for roasting meat ap
ply to broiling, except that instead
of cooking it in the oven it is to be
quickly browned, first on one side
and then on the other, over a hot
fire, and removed a little from the
fire to finish cooking. Meat an
inch thick will broil in about four
minutes. It should be seasonal
after it is cooked.
Roasting.
Meat is first wiped with a damp
cloth, then trimmed and tied into
shape if necessary. In the bottom
of the pan put some pieces of fat
from the meat itself. Arrange
meat on rack in pan. Dredge with
salt, pepper and flour. Have oven
very hot at first; when meat is half
done reduce heat. Baste every
fifteen minutes. If there is danger
of fat in pan being scorched add a
few spoons of boiling water. Allow
from ten to twenty minutes per
pound of meat, according to how it
is desired, rare or well done. When
dfone remove to hot platter. Gravy
is thickened with browned flour
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V your TEETH
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Both usually develop only in bodies specially prepared, soluble
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MONDAY EVENING,
G TO LIVE
should loarn to li\ k e more !and more
fully each day. No one can prepare
for anything BO perfectly that unex
pected situations will not arise which
have to be met with mental agility and
a certain power to react to new situa
tions.
The sum of experience is never
done. We keep adding to it every
day. All of us are learning all of
the time, else we are stagnating or,
worse still, evaporating mentally.
Preparing to live, planning to do
something splendid to-morrow or next
week, is almost a guarantee of never
•doing anything worth while.
! A great author once said that he
j kept a notebook full of plots and
! suggestions for plots which he
I meant to work up some day into
! masterpieces. He died with all the
material in that notebook untouch
ed.
His life might have wasted itself
while he was preparing to write ex
cept for the fact that he never
ceased writing other stories and plots
—the tales of lesser importance in his
judgment—the things he didn't jot
down in the notebook with the idea of
working up some day, but those he
worked at as he went along.
The great "masterpieces" he meant
to do when he had leisure, when he
had prepared himself for them, were
never accomplished. His "lesser works"
made his reputation.
And life is like that. It will waste
itself as we are preparing to live if we
don't live even while we prepaxe.
adding more water if necessary to
gether with seasoning.
Players' Favorites.
As promised in my last install
ment I asked several prominent
players to suggest their favorite
meat upon which I would give my
recipe in this department. I
started off with Dustin Farnum
and to my surprise learned that his
favorite meat was boiled HAM. If
"Dusty" were anything but one of
the most popular actors in the
country I could understand that his
sympathies would be with a ham in
any manner, shape or form, human
or otherwise* However, boiled
ham it is and here's the recipe I
use for this particular item:
Boiled Ham.
Ham is soaked in cold water for
about a day and then trimmed and
scraped very clean. 1 use a blade
of mace, a few cloves, a sprig of
thyme and two bay-leaves for sea
soning. Place ham in large stew
pan, with more than sufficient
water to cover it; put in the sea
soning. Boil four or five hours,
according to weight; when done,
let it become cold in liquor iri
which it was boiled. Then remove
rind carefully, without injuring the
fat; press cloth over it to absorb
as much of the grease as possible.
It is always improved by setting in
the oven for nearly an hour, till
much of the fat dries out, inci
dentally becoming more tender.
Shake some bread crumbs over fat.
Serve cold.
Mary Roberts Rineh art's
Thrilling Mystery of
"The Curve of the Catenary"
(Continued From Yesterday.)
I might not have been so anxious to
have him stay if Miss Huzoltine had
been going to bo there. But 1 knew
she d never get back. 1 didn't tell
Martin about that. I'd have had to
tell what I'd said to the family that
morning; the situation hardly called
for that.
Each of us maneuvered carefully
to get rid of the other when wo got to
town and we succeeded —for a time.
But at something to a, when I walked
up the steps of the white house on
the hill, Martin was there.
An elderly woman admitted me, and
let me standing in the hall, She
looked like a left-over from better
times, like the Washington mirrors
and the old paintings, and she didn't
like my looks. Not that I knew it at
the time. She me so later. Mar
tin and Miss Hazeltine were talking
in the livingroom and had not heard
my ring.
"So you see," Martin was saying,
"with that out of the way, it's all
right. It was a bit of luck finding it."
"All right! yow can you say it is
all right? I cannot even think of
it!" Miss Hazeltine's voice said, des
pairingly. "And even with that out
of the way, there is the picture."
"What's done is done. It can't be
helped. Hazel. The thing is. not to
let it happen again. If you had only
waited until 2 o'clock. Eleven was
dangerous. I told you so."
"He Would not wait, I begged him
to."
The maid, who had not bothered
with an apron to admit me, had put
one on by that time to announce me,
and the voices beyond ceased. I got
an impression that they were about as
glad to see me as the servant had
been, and Martin as much as told me
so.
They were alarmed, I think, for I
saw Hazel glance at him as if to get
some comfort from him. But Martin
eyed me grimly.
"Well," he said, "how did you get
It?"
"The usual method—bell and front
door."
It looked very cozy there, a small
wood fire and not much other light.
Nobody sat down, but if they had had
an idea of getting me off that way,
they didn't know me.
"Do you mind .if I sit down by the
fire?" I said. "I haven't been warm
to-day. Taking cold, I think."
"Oh, sit down and spend the even
ing," Martin said, rudely. Did you
ever notice the insolence of the man
who is over six feet tall? It's a par
ticular brand, half patronizing and
half sarcastic. And when the man's
in love, there's something of the sav
age in it, to 6.
"Thanks. But that invitation to be
effective should come from Miss Ha
zel, shouldn't it?"
He turned red with fury, but she
didn't understand, poor kid. She stood
by the lire and looked at us in turn,
wistfully. And when, after a bit of
scowling, Martin picked up his hat
and went out looking surly as blazes,
she was still bewildered.
I wasn't there because I wanted to
be. Not that I didn't want to see her;
I did. But I had to tell her of the
mess I'd got her into, and I had to
go through with it. Hurt? I'd as soon
have pinched a baby.
But do you think I could do it? I
could not, just then, anyhow. It was
easier to sit near her, and think how
pretty and how pale she was, and
wonder what on earth the office would
be like without her. After a while
it got on my nerves to seft her sitting
there, white and wretched, and trying
to be polite.
"I've had a headache all day," she
said. "But I'll be back at the office
to-morrow. I hope your father was
not much put out."
"I tried to tell her then, but some
how it wouldn't come.
"And we've landed the big order
Mr. Martin says. All the men will be
back and Grayton will be happy. I've
been so worried about some of the
families there."
I got up and wandered to the win
dow. To save my life I couldn't see
the light die out of her eyes. I'd
never thought she cared about the
Grayton people, or anything like that
Martin was always raving about bad
conditions in the mill settlement and
he took Sis once or twice to look
around. But she said the odors and
the dirt made her sick. #
It was some view. The whole town
lay spread out below. The lights
were on again, and one could see the
bridges, with their double rows of
lamps, and a sand dredge in the river
trimmed up with red and blue lights
ike a Christmas tree. The trolley cars
moved along the streets like boats in
a canyon.
"It's pretty up here," I said. "I
don't know why more people don't
live here."
"I like to sit here on summer eve
nings and think of the people down
there, hurrying along to get to some
place or other. The street cars and
the trains, and the automobiles rush
ing across the bridges, everything
seems to hurry so. And up here it
is so quiet. f)o you know what I like
most to watch?"
"I know what I like to watch," I
said, looking at her. *
"The mill, your father's mill. It's
so dark and restful."
"Too darned restful," I said. "A
really healthy and normal mill doesn't
need rest But with the big order in
to-day, we're going to put on a night
shift."
She was all eagerness at that, poor
kid. And me with what I had to tell
her!
Can you beat it?
I got it out somehow after a while
—that she was not to go back, and I
tried to make up an excuse. But I'm
no liar, and she saw through me like
a shot.
"The real reason," I said, as stead
ily as I could, "is that I told them
I was going to marry you."
"You—what?"
"Your ears did not deceive you. I
—oh, hang it all, I made a fool of my
self this morning, anti you're paying
for it."
I softened what the Mater had said,
and told her the whold wretched'busi
ness from start to finish.
"So you see," 1 finished, "we're both
out. I'm a homeless wanderer, sit
ting on your doorstep, and you—you
poor little thing!"
For she was crying. By heaven,
it hurt. I went over and stood by
her. I couldn't think of a thing to
say. But after a bit I took one of her
hands and she let me hold it for a
minute. I don't believe she knew I
had it.
"Will you let me talk to you a
little?" 7 said. "You needn't answer.
It's just this. I've been pretty crazy
about you—l'll not put it that way.
FSor a good while now I've boen think
ing I liked the business. It wasn't
any effort to go to the office; I—l
looked forward to it. , I'm a good bit
of a dub and I never exactly thought
about it. But to-day I've been doing
some thinking and—it wasn't the
business only. It was you."
It was bard to go on, knowing as
I did tfcat she didn't care a rap for
owe. But I had to go on. If slie'U
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looked up it would have been easier,
but she never moved.
"If I ask you to marry me, I want
you to know that it isn't to carry out
that miserable bluff I made this morn
inn. It's because, sooner or later, I'd
have asked you anyhow."
It wasn't much of a speech, I'll ad
mit, but I meant it. I meant a lot
more that I couldn't find words for.
It was a new game for me. I felt
so 'blooming worthless. I knew the
value of what I was offering her bet
ter than any one else could know, and
I'd have been dear at a quarter.
"Marry me," I said, trying to be
funny for fear I'd make an ass of
myself, "and I'll get you a good job."
She had stopped crying by that
time, and she even tried to smile.
But it was hard going.
"I'm sorry, Oliver, I can't."
Do you thing the "Olivei* encour
aged me? Not to a noticeable degree.
It was as tender and final as an in
scription on a tombstone. And it hurt.
Don't think because I'm trying to be
calm about it that it didn't hurt. It
did damnably.
"Then I'll not worry you about it."
She pulled at a ribbon around her
neck, and heW out to me something
that hung to it. Jove, it was a soli
taire ring, and a beauty.
"Well, that.'s the answer, of t course,"
I said heavily.
We botlt fell to looking out over the
town, and suddenly I saw the light
flash up in the mill. She saw it. too.
"The night shift!" she sa4d. "Work
ing on the now order."
And all at once I knew that it had
hurt me to leave the mill. I'd thought
it was a bore and a nuisance, but that
was because we were idle. Now things
had started up; double shifts: the yard
ping hustling, the hammering and
banging and heat that mean big busi
ness; the chaos that was order; the
—you know what I mean. And the
little girl and I, who'd watched every
step of landing that contract, we were
out of it for good.
She felt it, too, for she reached out
a hand and slipped it into mine.
_ "Don't worry about me," she said.
'l'll manage. But you liked it. Do
you remember how excited we were
when the first nibble of that order
came in? Don't be too proud, Oliver.
Go back there. Go baeic and work.
if you only will.
1 Tvent away.
I got to the club before 11. The
lights were all on. A big electric
sign-board announced Lottie Murray
at one of the theaters. Almost ex
actly twenty-four hours before she
had kissed me over the footlights, and
I d been rather elevated about it. A
lot of the fellows were crazy about
i^ottle.
n.J We ,"i y " four hours! And in that
time I rt seen a murder, lost a per
fectly pood family and been turned
down by a girl.
Can you beat it?
ho! ♦ , tlnle wh en it would
ha\e taken about three drinks to get
me quiet enough for bed. But I didn't
want anything to drink that night. I
wanted to go off in a corner and die
believe me. I thought maybe the
Mater would have sent a note. She's
a good sort, the Mater, and fond of
me, when I'm away somewhere or
not too much under foot. There wis
a Tt f Ut ''tu aS not from mother,
dav from the dealer I'd seen that
Dear Sir." it said, "in regard to
a camera which we understood you
with th! y °" had lost A came ra
I hk t missing was offered to
us this afternoon. We took the mat
under advisement pending com
munication with you. Would sav that
a?e size" F o ft ho of approxim
ate size of the one you describe, and
is somewhat damaged.
'Said camera is now in our shnn
ft fnr 6 , ta J <e P |ea ure in holding
for your identification. We can
replace he missing lens, having cx
facilities for this soft of
I didn't know it, but I was rapid,
narv Pr ° the Curve of th e Cate-
I slept without moving that nirht
until daylight. I didn't expect to I
was wretched enough. But I was shot
11 to P'eces and that's a fact Mv
room at the club looked out toward
"Ji. anbe bond >' on d that to the river
BoU h 1 turned 'in /Yook^asVH
She was engaged to Martin T
might have known it. but I'm not
very observant and somehow I'd nev
thought of Martin and any womln
bis had tried to take him tea-fighting
once or twice and failed. It shows
PeUgws il fe " OW knows about ot her
* * *
~,P^. at a . ylight 1 wakened up and
i*l? n? hit me like a blow. I watch
ed the top of the white house when
the sun came up a good bit later and
wondered if she was awake, and if she
all^right. me ' ShC ' d looked s °rry-
I had a notion to throw the whole
thing up and go to Bermuda. it's
But rm i°' OPBa i U ' S ,0 ° Small '
But I m not much of a sailor anrt r
thought the trip down would keep me
too busy to worry. If she w ' s ™
trouble, and I knew she was, Martin
was in the secret and about twenty
times more capable than I was to help
her out. There, in the dawn, I had to
acknowledge that the only reason I'd
wanted to work things out was on
her account. And she didn't need me.
Then I got to wondering if Martin
did know. I'd only stumbled on the
thing, you see. If he knew, and the
trouble was serious, why had he gone
to the country club that previous af
ternoon ' Ifc I had been in his place,
and she'd gone home sick, and all the
rest of it, you can just believe I—
but I wasn't in his place, worse luck.
I had a cup of coffee the papers
sent up. There was a good bit about
the robbery and two or three men
were being held. Nothing about the
murders except that there were no
developments, and a symposium from
two or three alienists on the effect of
darkness on crime. Under the head
ing, "Return of Prosperity," there was
an article on the mill opening up and
running double turn, and a socialist
had written a red-hot letter to the
editor about women wearing a mil
lion dollars' worth of jewels to a
ball, while in the mill district —that
was us —the houses were shamefully
out of repair and children stayed
home from school because they had
no shoes.
"Well, that was right enough. Our
houses were bad. and I'd told the gov
ernor so more than once. That was
one of the things that kept mo popu
lar with him.
At 8 o'clock I was at the camera
shop, and when I saw the camera I
gave up the idea of Bermuda. I was
pretty sure that the lens I'd lost
would have fitted It exactly. It look
ed queer with the lens out, like a
blind eye.
"The case is scratched." said the
deaJer. "It's had some hard hand
ling. But I'm glad to say the plate
is not broken."
• "Plate?"
He stared at me.
(To Be Cootiuibed.)
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Statue of Gen. Sheridan
Albany, N. Y., Oct. 9. The State
and Albany paid tribute Saturday
to the memory of General Philip H.
Shfridau, of Civil War fame. The occa
sion was the unveiling of a bronze
equestrian statue of the heroic cavalry
leader, which was purchased by joint
contributions by tlie State and this city,
his birthplace.
RAINS PROn.VIJJjK THURSDAY
Washington, D. C\, Oct. 9.—Weather
predictions for the week beginning
Sunday, October 8, issued by the
Weather Bureau to-day, are: Middle
Atlantic States —The week will be gen
erally fair, except that local rains are
probable about Thursday. Temper
atures will be near normal.
GETS LOCKJAW FROM
BITING FINGFR-XAILS
Lansford, Pa., Oct. 9.—John Wil
liams, 16, has been stricken with lock
jaw, caused by a piece of finger-nail
which he bit off and penetrated
his jaw between the teeth and festered.
His couditioiiOß critical.
OCTOBER 9, 1916.
Dies in Electric Chair
For Murder Despite His
Assertion of Innocence
Sing Sing, N. Y., Oct. 7.—Thomas
Bambrick, of New York City, was
electrocuted in the State Prison early
to-day for the murder of George Dap
ping, a New York policeman a year
ago. Bambrick had twice been re
prieved by the Governor and unsuc
cessful attempts to obtain a third re
prieve continued up to the very hour
of his execution.
Thomas M. Osborne, warden of
Sing Sing Prison, asserted in an ad
dress before two hundred bankers and
businessmen in New York City last
night "there is not a doubt in the
world that this man is innocent."
Several bankers hurried to tele
phone booths and endeavored to call
the Governor at Albany but his secre
tary. William A. Orr, declined to have
the Governor awakened unless the
petitioners had some new evidence to
submit.
Governor Whitman declined yester
day to extend further executive
clemency to Bambrick after granting
a hearing to his attorney. Just be
fore Bambrick left his cell for the
deathhouse to-day he again told the
prison chaplain, the Rev. Father
Cashin, that he was innocent. Three
electric shocks caused death.
The shooting for which he was
executed took place during an alter
cation at an outing.
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