10 35] HOUSEHOLD j|§ talks Henrietta D. Grauel Preservation of Foods by Drying Thorp are many ways of keeping, food in a wholesome condition, as dry ing, salting, chilling, heating, canning, coating with fat or treating with chem ical agents. The oldest and simplest way is doubtless to dry the articles. We know that prehistoric man made! what we to-day call "jerked" meat aud that dried grains and fruits were stapl" articles of his diet on long marches or through hard, cold seasons when game was scarce. The dried fish of the northern land 1b prepared in exactly the same manner; that it has been for generations. Some times it is cut into strips and smoked and dried and sometimes is dried on hot stones and pounded, when it is called; penuniean. Food that can he dried in the sun with free circulation of air about it during the process has a finer flavor when it is freshened and used than if it is smoked, hut. this means can only be used in very dry climates. Oven drying is now almost perfected i and food so preserved is the most wholesome form of any dried food, for only the moisture is taken away and all the nutrients remain. Vegetables and fruits are now dessi cated or air-dried in enormous quan tities and when soaked until they have reabsorbed their lost quantity of water, and cooked, they are quite as good eat-; ing as canned foods. The Saratoga potato was the first preserved potato to become popular j with us, but now we have potato meal' that needs only to be dressed with hot; milk and butter to make an appetising' I 10c C M Some smokers imagine they need "black" cigars to satisfy m M them. ■ ■ Well, a cigar may be as black as a piece of coal —and just as tasteless. ~W" Smoke more MO.TAS and get § more satisfaction. Made by John C. Herman Co. You Insert a "Wanted / to Buy" adv. or "Wanted / to Rent" adv. in the REAL ESTATE FOR SALE 0, -OR /TV REAL ESTATE if i\ FOR RENT 1\ 1 Columns of the Star-Indepen- I llW\ —Harrisburg's Great Home WMJI' \ newspaper. Call Bell 'Phone nUTI \ 3280, Independent 'Phone 245, OwR \ ASK FOR \ ADVERT,SING NEAR DEATH BY SNAKE'S BITE Victim's Wife Among Those Who Come to Rescue Pottstown, J 'a., Oct. 10.—Attacked by a Copperhead nidden in the grass , while he was picking up walnuts at Swamp yesterday afternoon, Charles 1 Smith, 4 1 years old ,a local bricklayer, was bitten on the linger. The reptile was killed bv Smith s . companions, among whom was his wife, i and he was rushed to the Pottstown hospital. The venom has swollen his arm to double its normal size and his ' condition is precarious. HOME RUN WINS WIPE "Hero's" Good Play Followed by Ten' Years' Courtship East St. Louis, 111., Oct. Id.—A base- ! bgil romance was revealed here when! George K. McFa lden. a prominent, i clothing merchant, announced that he ' dish of mashed potatoes. Tt- is also used in potato soup. But the finest "dried" soup is made with bean flour. This flour is the starchy part of the bean dried and powdered, it is conked, and, of course, the husk and kernel are removed. It makes a really palatable puree and if you are a member of the great clan that "just dotes" on this rich dish it will surely please you. Our own country women know as much about the preservative qualities of salt as any meat or food packer. Any one of them can tell you of a do7.en different fresh vegetabes that she keeps in brine and uses until after the holi days each year. String beans are put into unglazed crocks and covered with brine just as pickles are and when needed are freshened and used as if just from the vine. Corn is another vegetable that is put down in salt. The old method is to boil the corn on the ear until the milk does not run when a kernel is pricked. Now put a half-inch layer of salt in the bottom of the jar, then a layer of corn, another thin layer of salt and then more corn and so on until the jar is full. Let the top layer be of salt. Do not seal the jar, but cover with a cloth and pour paraffine over it. Keep in a dark place. Corn just can not help keeping when packed in this way. I.ate corn may also be cooked and then dried on travs in the oven, but it must be kept in a cloth bag or in a perforated box so the air can reach it or it will not taste fresh when it is needed. had been married in this city several ; 'lavs ago to Miss Florence Holmes, of | Farmington, Mo. Both Mr. and Mrs. McFadden for merly lived ip Paducah, Ky., and the j romance dates ten years back to a time when McFadden was a member of the I Paducah baseball team. McFadden i made a home run and broke a tie score. ; Miss Holmes was an enthusiastic fan ! and at once sought an introduction to ! the hero. Strike of 500 Closes Mine Tamaqua, Pa. Oct. 10.—Charging that the Lehigh Coal nnd Navigation I Company discriminated against four j miners wh,en it discharged t'hem, the I •">OO employes of the No. 11 colliery j went on strike yesterday. The Harrlsburg Hospital is open j daily except Sunday, between I and 2 o'clock p. in. for dispensing medical advice and prescriptions to those un able to pay for theui. HARRTSBURO STAR-INDEPENDENT, SATURDAY EVENTNO, OCTOBER 10, 1914. Novelized From the Greet Plky of the Same Name by George C. Jenki and Carlyle Moore Copyright- 1913. by The H. K. Fly Company Continued "'I Te gui mm," returned the matter of fact and ,«tolid Cnsey. There was n ring at the front door, and the sergeant turned to Clnnoey. di recting bim to see who was there, after assuring himself that Casey had a se cure hold on Doogan. In another moment Clnnoey came back, ushering in the person who had rung the hell. Tills person was a stout man with a red fnce and white eye lashes. and he wore a hrown business RUit. He was Lieutenant Joseph Thornp son. who on his own authority was "the best detective in Greater New York." He looked at the sergeant in some surprise and then hailed hiin "Hello, sergeant!" "Hello, Joe! We were just speaking of you." returned the sergeant, with a triumphant grin at .lack Doogan. "Suy. Joe," said the sergeant, "have you been here before today?" "Yes; twice" "1 thought so," nodded the sergeant "Some pretty slick iteople here, Joe." "They told tne not to come back till 9 o'clock." "Who told you?" "Him." answered Lieutenant Thomp son. pointing to Doogan. "This fellow! Welf?" "I got to thinking about this case and about bim. and it seemed to me as If his face was a little familiar. I couldn't quite remember, but I was Rure that I'd seen him somewhere So to help me to place him 1 thought I'd just run In and take another peep at him. It was in my nut somehow that fie was not on the level if he was the man I thought be was." . "Why, you never saw me in your liff before, you dub!" broke in Jack Doo gan scornfully "lie said his name was Cluney" "Why. my name is Cluney," put in that individual. "I didn't tell yon tt tome back, .lid I ?" Bvervbofi inekeil at Ch'nev In snr prise, but the truth was that he could j not be sure whether he had seen 1 bompson and told bim to cdme buck at 9 o'clock or not. Mr. Cluney had no faith In himself at all just then. "Is your name Cluney?" asked Thompson. "No; you're not the guy 1 saw here. This is the bird," he added, indicating Doogan. "Who is he. ser geant?" "He's a crook, Joe. That's what he Is." "Sure?" I ' "Sure." "Well, well! Where's the gal he works with?" "Oh. does he work with a girl?" asked the sergeant, much Interested, as be glanced about and looked ut Joan. Madge and Caroline sharply In turn "Sure he does—the maid " "The maid!" exclaimed Mrs. Carr and her three daughters in unison. "Where is she, Caroline?" added Mrs. Carr. "I'll go and see," said Caroline, going to the rear hall door and disappearing In the direction of the kitchen "Tbey both fooled me," admitted Thompson. "Well, what next?" muttered Wil liam Carr. "Look here. Thompson," said the ser geant briskly. "1 think we'll clear up! tills mystery in a minute now. Where's the maid?" "She's gone." announced Caroline,; who had returned In time to hear the question. "Gone?" cried Mrs. Carr. "Bag and baggage!" replied Caro line. "She must have slipped out by' way of the basement door." "Thank God!" murmured Jack Doo gan. But Jack Doogan's gratitude to ProT- j Iflence was premature. O'Malley, who had been at the front door, came Into the room, dragging Nell by ber wrist He flung the weep ing and terrified girl into the very bands of the sergeant with a savage, "Get in here, you!" Doogan made a desperate effort to break away from Casey, but the police man had him in a firm grip and, giv ing him a shake, growled, "Stand still, will you, or I'll hand you one with my billy." "Everybody has got to stay In this room!" shouted O'Malley. "Hold 'em all. sergeant!" "I'm going to!" replied the sergeant "You nailed her, did you. O'Malley? How did you to it?" "Got her just as she was making a' getaway In a taxi. 1 had my snspl cions and I was watching. 1 brought l tbe trunk back too." "They've got us. Jack!" cried tbe girl J pitifully. "Never mind. Nell. It's all right:' Don't you worry," was his reply. But there was hopelessness in his' tone, although it was all on her ac-j count, without any consideration for ] himself. "You say there was a trunk. O'Mal- j ley?" said the sergeant "Bring It In I here." "All right! O'Brien has it out In tbe j hall." explained O'Malley. Then, going j to the door, he called out "O'Brien, bring In that trunk Into this room." "Wbat for?" shouted Doogan. still | full of tight "W r hat are you dragging i this young lady's trunk about for? It's r j ber own. 1 can answer for that" "Oh, yon can. eh?" snarled the ser geant. with a mocking smile. "That's very good of you. But 1 guess we'll r tlilie a look at it anyhow. Where is . j it, O'Malley?" O'Brien, r policeman bigger and > brawnier than any of tbe others, car- I ; ried a steamer trunk into the room on I his shoulder and put It down in front . j of the sergeant. jj "My steamer trunk!" cried Joan. "Ob. my! 1 hope my things are in It ■ all safe!" i i "I guess they are, miss," the ser • geant assured ber. "She hasn't had a i ' chance to get anything away, you , see." There was a general hubbub of ex '• cited voices as Mr. and Mrs. Carr aud 1 their three daughters stiiTounded the trunk, and Cluney and Willougbhy 1 looked on. "Now, then." went on the sergeant j giving Nell's arm another pull. "What have you got on you? Come on! Give j up!" ! Nell deliberately turned her back to the sergeant as he let go of her arm. She looked inquiringly at Doogan, who ! replied. "Yes," in the unspoken lan guage or the eyes and nodded slightly ! Very slowly she took from some part 1 of her clothiusr a small roll of bank notes and held tbeio out to the ser geant He snatched them from her with a triumphant grunt | "Where did you get this money?" he i demanded. j "In the linen closet" "In the linen closet?" exclaimed | Madge Carr. "Why, that is my I money." j "How much was there?" asked the sergeant, as he counted it and then | ran over it again. | "Four SI,OOO bills," answered Madge "That's right! Here you are. I'o advise you to find some safer place for it after this " "1 don't know what to do with It" i said Madge, as she took the notes. "Ob. Jnnies." she continued to Cluney, "she stole my money! Von take care of it. [ dear." But James Cluney hastily put his ' hands behind his hack, as if lie were | Mfraid to touch it while the klepto tuanlacnl impulse might be on him. aud Itave vent to a most emphatic "No!" "Thompson!" j "Yes. sergeant.*" responded Tbomp- I son. turning away from Jack Doogan j reluctantly. "Do you know either of these peo- ' pie?" "I don't know I can't remember that I ever saw the girl before until I came Into this house But I'm pretty sure I I've run against the man somewhere." 1 Thompson was looking at Nell re flectively. when suddenly he uttered a growl of surprise and snatched at tbe end of a gold chain hanging from tbe ! front of her dress whence she hnd j ; brought forth tbe four SI,OOO bills that j belonged to Madge Carr. Jack Doogan made another attempt j to get away from Cnsey as he saw j Thompson put out his hand to Nell, but' i again lie was held back by tbe sclen- j rifle police hold of his captor. "You can't do It" observed Casey ! | composedly "Keep quiet, I tell you!" j | As Casey admonished Jack Doogan. j ! Thompson pulled at the chain, and | with it out came bis own gold watch! j j "Suffering Mike!" he yelled. "She had my watch!" "Where did you get It?" demanded j tbe sergeant, turning fiercely on Nell. Nell was silent, but again Jack Doo- i ' can motioned to her to tell. I "A friend gave it to me." she an- i swered finally. "What friend? Come on, now! Out with it! Did this man Doogan give It to | you ?" Nell looked appeallngly at Doogan. as if to ask him, what she was to reply, I and he relieved her embarrassment by ; speaking tor her. "Yes. I gave it to her," he snapped out "What of it?" "I found that watch in the subway last niitht at the Grand Central sta- J tion, and I (save It to this young lady j to return it to the person who had lost j It—if she could find him. If you're the ! man, all right But I bate to see a i chump like you with a watch worth SOOO or $(500." Willlaui Carr. who had recognized 1 the detective ns soon as he entered as the man who bad given him so much j annoyance at the Grand Central the night before, kept discreetly In the ; background, and Thompson had not yet caught sight of his face. Now. however, as Thompson moved ' away from the girl, delighted over the ! recovery of bis -watch, he started as he heard William Carr say in an eager I tone that he recalled instantly: "That man has SI,OOO belonging to i me." "The old guy I nearly pinched as tbe •professor.'" muttered Thompson. "I hope he won't know me again." "You say he's *ot SI,OOO of your money?" The sergeant fired this query nt Wll- j llam Carr as fiercely as if he were ! charging him with theft "Yes. sir." "How did he get It?" "He was minding it for me." 1 NOTICE! I fi <■% % ~ ™~~——————————. & I The Aughinbaugh Press | | and J. A. Thompson Co. § > Whose Plant Was Destroyed By ? J Fire April Bth, 1914 Have Opened g ! Temporary Offices and Plant s | ' 0 | AT THE | | STAR-INDEPENDENT 1 | 18-20-22 South Third St. 1 U J. L. L. KUHN, Secretary and Treasurer • v* ! "Frisk him, Casey!" was the ser j geant's brief command. And Casey i turned Jack Doogan's pockets inside ! out with professional celerity. I "Who are you?" the sergeant de | manded of Nell. "The truth, mind!" Going up to her lover, regardless of Casey, she placed an affectionate hand upon Doogan's shoulder and said soft ly: "I'm engnged to be married to him." "Engaged. eh?" echoed tbe sergeant, obviously taken a little aback. "Well! what has he got Casey? l'ou needn't hold him. He can't get away." Cnsey held out a heavy automatic ; revolver aud two SSOO bills. Tbe ser j geant took the money and remarked j with a scowl at Jack Doogan: | "So you're carrying a gun. are you? j We can hold you for a violation of the i Sullivan law against carrying conceal ed weapons, anyhow. Take care ot that gun, Casey." Casey put the revolver in his pocket nnd forced his way between Jack Doo gan aud Nell, regardless of Doogan's threat to "knock his block off." "Here's your money, sir," said the sergeant handing the two SSOO bills to William Carr, and the latter thanked bim without emotion. "One moment sergeant" Interposed Mrs. Carr. "Please ask him how my daughter got this diamond suuburst" She held it up as she spoke. "Who do you mean? Your husband?" "No, of course nou This Mr. Doo gan. "You hear that Doogan. How was it?" "I just slipped her a little wedding present when she wasn't looking," was tbe reply, with an amused grill. "Thank heaven!" CHAPTER XVI. More Mysteries. THERE was a bustle at tbe front door au.j the tramp of heavy feet hurrying along the ball. Then Douglas Jamison project ed himself into the room, red faced and putiing, as be shouted: "I've got it, sergeant! I've got ltl Here it is!" "What? What have yon got?" "Tbe new warrant" replied Jamison breathlessly, handing the paper to the sergeant "Now go ahead and serve it" "Don't get excited." returned tbe sergeaut coolly as be placed the bundle of steel stocks in Jamison's hand. "Here are your securities " "What! I-ord, I'm glad to get them! Where were they?" "In the safe." "What!" bellowed Jamison Incredu lously. "How can that be? Why, that safe"— "Just keep quiet a second, will you? We're clearing up a little mystery here." "You are? Well, go ahead. 1 don't ( care so long as I have my steel stocks. ! I may be in time yet." "Well. but. Jamison." put ID William j Carr. "when am I to get my money for I those securities?" "I don't know anything about it" re- 1 plied Jamison in an offhand manner. • "Under the circumstances i am not re sponsible. 1 lost my money here in ! your house." Tbe serpeHDt turned sharply to Nell. "What did you do with his money?" ! "She doesn't know anything about! it," broke in Doogan. "I got that." "Where is it. tben?" barked the sergeant. "In tile minister's pocket," replied Doogan coolly. There was a general hurst of snr- i prise from everybody except the po- ; licemen—whom nothing in the way ot | underworld tricks could surprise—and Doogan and Nell. Doogan's lips twitched as if he! were stifling a smile of amusement. ! while Nell kept ber eyes on ber lover, trying to leuru from bim wbat should be tneir next move. "Tbe minister's pocket eb?" observ ed tbe sergeaut "Casey, you'd bet ter— No, never mind." "My pocket!" squeaked Mr. Spelaln. j "Oh, good gracious! Impossible!" But as he uttered this exclamation be put his baud In bis pocket and i brought out the roll of bills, which he held up with the tips of bis fingers as If be were afraid of becoming tainted by tbe contact "Go and get It Mr. Jamison." ad- j vised tbe sergeant. Douglas Jamison took tbe roil of banknotes from Mr. Spelaln's nerve- | DOEHNE BEER f <: UNEXCELLED FOR PURITY i V AND | EXCELLENCE \ J It is highly commended to lovers of good— pure—beer. ' > < Remember the snappy flavor of our ? STOCK ALE j! j DOEHNE BREWERY > Ben nstiL Order It To-day Independent SIR < *T**^i^*v^i*iN*yVVVVVVVV - »/>AAA j j j less fingers and passed it over to YVil i liam Carr. Mrs. Cnrr stopped up to her hus band. saying. "Give it to me. dear, be fore you lose it." and he relinquished j the moue.v to her as if he were glau to get it out of his hands. "Ladies." said the sergeant, "how did rhis girl get into the house?" "Mother engaged her as a lady's maid yesterday," answered Madge. "1 see. Now, little peach blossom," j to Nell, who tossed her head scornfully at this cumbersome pleasantry, "you are under arrest" "What for?" asked Nell. "Is there j any charge against ine?" "There will be one. don't fear, j Here. O'Malley. take her away, and if i -*he doesn't behave herself put tlie handcuffs on her." As the sergeant gave this order he seemed to take a somber delight in the j quick expression of pain that passed j across .lack Uoogan's countenance, for t the sergeant had no mercy on croctks j of either sex "Yes. sir." responded O'Malley as he i moved toward Nell. | But before be could reach her things happened fast which prevented his do- \ ing so. Jack Doogan had been bracing j bimself for a desperate attempt, which ; would either give hiin liberty or make | it worse for him than ever. | As O'Malley stepped forward Casey's j | attention was momentarily diverted to | bim and away from bis prisoner. This I was the instant on which .lack Doogan j bad counted. He suatched the revolver out of Casey's hand, tripping him at the same time. Then he jumped over the sofa and dragged the sofa with bim to the door leading to the front ball, using the sofa as a barricade. To Be Continued Stop Those Early Bronchial Coughs j They hang on all winter if not • checked, and pave the way for seriou9 throat and lung diseases. Get a bottle of Foley's Honey and Tar Compound, j and take it freely. Stops coughs and [ colds, heals raw inflamed throat, loos ! ens the phlegan and is mildly laxative, j Charles T. Miller, Ed. Enquirer, Can | nelton, Ind., had bronchia! trouble, got : very hoarse, coughed constantly froin a tickling thront. He used only Foley's Honey and Tar Compound. Was en ' tirely relieved. Wants others to know of Foley's Honey nnd Tar. George A. Gorgas, 16 North Third street and P. R. R. Station. adv. CAUGHT BY TOPPLING CABS Trackwalker Is Killed in Singular Way* Beside a Wreck Williarnsport, I'a., Oct,. 10.—Harry Davenport, aged 117, was instantly j killed near his home in sight of his wife and several small children as the' result of a freight wreck on the New York < entral railroad. Davenport, a trackwalker, was at work under a water tank alongside of > the track, when a car in a passing j freight tBeaxitifu/Qut'- | side 7£00771s coitfi \ 1 fta//i and STow- \ I tno See ZOatet R \ 22P a/id up. I | sPopu/ar 6a/o, &ri//\ 1 arid I! BUSINESS COLLEGES. ttBU,. BUSINESS COLUt*U£ Market Street Fall Xerra September First DAY AND NIGHT >, ,i ..a.' / ""I i Day and Night Sessions Positions for All Graduatos Enroll Next Monday | SCHOOL of COMMERCE 15 S. Market by., Haxnsburg, Pa. V m.r ' Cumberland Valley Railroad In tilled May 24, 1»14. Trnlna l.ruve IliirrUburu— lur Winchester jihj .vlartlnsburg. a: J. 03, *7.6U u. ill, "8.4U p. iu. l or iiagerstowu, (Jliamheraburg and lntermttQiaie tuiiona, at *6.03. *7.50, VloJ a. ui.. '4.4U, 5.32, *J.4U. 11.00 p. in. Additional train* for Carlisle aaa Mechanlcsburg at u.48 a. m„ 2.13. 11.27, i>.3u, -a.Ju p. m Kor IJilißburi at f.,03, •7.5" and *ll.il &. m., 2.18, *3.40, 6.32. 6.3 f p. no. •Dally. All othar trains daily oxoesl Sunday. i H. TONOK, U. A. KIDDLE. O. P. A. *U»L