10 ®s] HOUSEHOLD gjp TALKS Henrietta D. Grauel Cake Making Once it was thought cake making i was a tnsk but now it is considered a pleasure and instead of having cakes for holidays and weddings only, we have them almost daily. But like everything else, they have changed; wo no longer use twelve to fourteen eggs and a pound of butter •nd other things in proportion. Four eggs are as many as most of us can afford for an every day cake and we make up the deficiency with other lightening agents. Butter cakes now de.pend for their lightness upon the carbon dioxide gas that results from the action of hent on the baking powder and special cure is now given that proportions be pre cisely right. Nothing is left to chance in cake making. The Boston measuring cup has come to be the standard; it holds just half a pint and when a cup of anything is called for it means that j quantity. A teaspoonfnl of any dry ingredient means that the spoon should be filled so there is just as much above the bowl as in it; a heaping teaspoon fnl is a spoon filled twice as high above ; the bowl as the depth of the bowl is. A half a teaspoonful is measured , bv dividing the length of the spoon, ! not across it. When one knows how to measure and combine, all fear of failure j disappears. Experiment cake: 3 cups flour, lis cup butter, 1 cups soft white sugar, 3 eggs, 3 rounding teaspoons baking powder, 1 level teaspoon salt. Beat the volks and whites of the eggs sep arately. Blend butter and sugar to eethed. Sift flour, salt and baking i powder. Mix all together in deep bowl | SCIENTIFIC SHOP MANAGEMENT MISS IDA M- TARBELL TESTIFYING BEFORE THE COMMISSION. Miss Ida SI. Tarboll gave inuorostitestimony when called before tbe United States Commissioner on Industrial Relations, which is now conduct lug a hearing in New York. She gave as her opinion on the present situation "that throughout the industries on the part of the management there is n grow ing feeling that the common man is worth a great deal more than the employers and managers hare ever dreamed of heretofore, and that the giving to hin. of fair opportunity and full justice is the greatest and most Important problem industry lias to face to-day. The time lias come when managers and employers are no longer willing to underestimate the industrial factor which we call the common man." <f v •> * •:> •> »> •> •£• •> •> •:« •> 4. »> .> •> •} BGEHNE BEER 1 t A Brewery construction which admits of perfect * % cleanliness of floors, walls and ceilings. Perfect ven- * * tilation and equipment. Best and purest Malt, Hops * % and Ingredients. * * Skilled Brewmaster—Proper Management % T I High-grade products * % ALLOUL I J BEER ALE I { DOLHNE BREWERY * Bell 826 Order It Independent 318 * ?• ♦> <* <• <5» O ❖ «5* »!• »!♦ *> ❖♦>»>»>►> •> 4* ❖ «8» »> »t 4 »><••> ♦!•» ♦!* »> »> «5» ♦> »> <• A♦>»> •> »><♦ »> .• | "/f Brought The Answer" . | Again and again ij A^ J | TAJV THEM NOW J Bell Phone 3280 Independent 245-246 j and add flavoring. Beat until mixture is smooth. This feeipe will make one large cake, or a small one, and eight tea cakes. It never fails for the proportions are right. Sometimes more flour must be added, as some flour is more moist than other varieties. Then there is the matter of baking; this, too, can be governed by rule. Layer cakes require from eight to ten minutes to bake. Sponge cakes need elweve to fifteen minutes and loaf cakes longer. One must know their oven, it should not be too hot at first or the cake will brown before it rises. You can tell cake is done when it draws away from side of pan or when a faint ticking sound is heard. In filling cake pans take care to have the mixture come into the corners and | sides, leaving slight depression in cen ter, then, when the cake rises it will be j perfectly level. Fill tins two thirds full. DAILY MENU Breakfast Sliced Oranges Oat Meal with Cream -Telly Omelette Biscuits Coffee Luncheon j Creamed Oysters in Chafing Dish Sandwiches Pickles Cake Fruit Sauce Cocoa Dinner Clam Broth Baked Lake Fish White Sauce Koast Chicken with Bread Stuliing Mashed Potatoes Peas Endive Salad Pie Coffee Nuts FfARRISBUBG STAR INDEPENDENT, MONDAY EVENING, JANUARY 25. 1915. peg i ff* O' MY / J| HEART By J. Hartley Manners A Comedy qf Youth Founded by Mr. Manners on His Great Pity of the Same Title—lllustrations From Photographs of the Play Copyright, 1913. by Dodd, Mead L+ Company (CONTINUED.) Looming large Id I'eg's memories in after life was her father showing her St. Kernan's hill and pointing out the I mount on which he stood and spoke 1 that day. while her mother, hidden by ■ that dense mass of trees, saw every I movement and heard every word Then somehow her childish thoughts ■ all seemed to run 10 home role—to love j of Ireland and hatred of England-to j thinking all that was good of Irish- ! men and all that was bad of English- j men. "Why do ye hate the English so much, father?" she asked O'Conneli once, looking up ut him with a puzzled look in her big blue eyes and the most j adorable brogue coming fresh from j her tongue. "Why do ye hate them?" she re- ; peated. "I've good cause to. Peg, me darlln'," he answered, and n deep frown gather ed on his lirow. "Sure wasn't me mother Kngiish?" Peg asked. "She was." "Then why do ye hate the English?" j "It 'ud take a long time to tell ,ve j that, Peggy. Some day I will. There's j many a reason why the Irish hate the j English, and many a good reason too. But there's one why you and 1 should i hate them and hate them with all the blttberness that's in us.' "And what is it?" said Peg curiously. "I'll tell ye. When yer mother and I were almost staarvin', and sue lyin on a bed of sickness, she wrote to an : Englishman an' asked him to assist 1 her. An' this is the reply she got; i "Ye've made yer bed. Lie lu It.' That j was the answer she got the day be fore you were born, aud she died giv- ! in" ye life. And by the same token the man that wrote that shameful message to a dyiu' woman was her ' own brother." "Her own brother, yer tellin' me?" I asked Peg wrathfully. "I am. Peg. Her own brother, I'm j tellin' ye." "It's bad luck that roan'll hare all his life!" said Peg fiercely. "To write : me mother that—an' she drill"! Faith | I'd like to see him some day—just meet him—an' tell him"— She sto'iped, j her little lingers clinched into a tuinia- j ture list. CHAPTER VIII. For the Cause. O'CONN0 'CONN ELL had changed very much since the days of St. Ker nan's hill. As was foreshad owed earlier, he no longer urged j violence. He had come under the in- j fluence of the more temperate men of ' the party and was coutent to win by I legislative means what Ireland had 1 failed to accomplish wholly by con- I fliet. although no one recognized more ' thoroughly than O'Conneli what a large part the determined attitude of the Irish party in resisting the Eng lish laws, depriving them of the right of free speech and of meeting to spread light among I lie ignorant, had j played in wringing some measure of ; recognition and of tolerance from the English ministers. What changed O'Cuttnell more par- , ticularly was the action of a band of j so called "patriots" who operated in j many parts of Ireland— maiming cat- ; tie. mining crops, injuring peaceable , farmers who did nut do their bidding and shooting at landlords and promi nent people i onnected with the govern ment. He avoided the possibility of iix>- prisonmon; a pain for the sake of Peg. What would befall hor if lie were tak en from her? The continual thought that preyed upon him was that he would have nothing to leave her when his call came. Do what lie would, he could make but little money. and when he had a small surplus he would spend it on Peg—a shawl to keep her warm or a ribbon to give a gleam of color to the drab little clothes. On great occasions he would buy her a new dress, and then Peg was the proudest little child in the whole of Ireland. Every year on tbe anniversary of her mother's death O'Connell had a mass said for the repose of Angela's son!, and he would kneel beside Peg through tbe service and be silent for the rest of the day. One year he had candles blessed by the archbishop lit on Our Lady's altar, and he stayed long after the service was over. He sent Peg home. But. although Peg obeyed him partially by leaving the church, she kept watch outside until ber fa ther came out. He was wiping his eyes as he saw ber. He pretended to be very angry. "Didn't 1 tell ye to go home?" "Ye did. father." 'Then why didn't ye obey me?" "Sure an" what would I be doin' at home, all alone, without you? Don't be cross with me. father." He took her hand, and they walked home in silence. He had been crying, and Peg emi'.d not understand it. She bad never seen him do such a thing be fore. and it worried ber. It did not seem right that a man should cry. It seemed a weakness, and that her fa ther of all men should do It. he who was not afraid of anything or any one. was wholly unaccountable to her. When they reached home Peg bualed herself about her father, trying to make him comfortable, furtively watch- ing him nil the while. When she bad put him in iin easy chair and brought him his slippers and built up the tire she nilt down on a little stool by his side. After a long silence she stroked the back of his hand and then gave him a little tug. He looked down at her. "What is it. Teg?" "Was my mother very beautiful, fa ther?" "The most beautiful woman that ever lived in nil tile wurrld. Peg." "She looks beautiful in the picture ye have of her." From the inside pocket of his coat he drew out a little beautifully paint ed miniature. The frame had long since been worn and frayed. O'Con nell looked at Ihe face, aud bis eyes Khone. "The man that painted it couldn't put the soul of her into it. That he SMildn't: not the soul of her." 'Am 1 like her at all. father?" asked Peg wistfully. "Sometimes ye are. dear, very like." After a liltle pause Peg said: "Ye loved her very much, father, didn't ye?" He nodded. "I loved her with all the heart of me and all the strength of me." I'eg-sat quiet for some minutes; then she asked him a question very quietly ami hung in suspense on his answer: "Do ye love me as much as ye loved her, father?" "It's different. Peg, quite, quite dif ferent." "Why is it?" She waited. He did not answer. "Sure, love is love whether ye feel it for a woman or a child." she per sisted. O'Coniiell remained silent. "Did ye love her betther than ye love me. father?" Iler soul was in her great blue eyes as she waited excitedly for tiie answer to that, to her, momen tous question. "Why do ye ask me that?" said O'Connell. "Because I always feel a little sharp • pain right through my heart whenever j ye talk about me mother. Ye see. fa- j tber, I've thought all these years that I I was the one ye really loved"— "Ye're the only one I have in the wurrld. Peg.'' "And ye don't lore her memory bet ther than ye do me?" O'Connell put both of his arms around her. "Yer mother is with the saints. Peg. and here are you by me side. Sure there's room in me heart for the mem- j ory of her and the love of you." She breathed a little sigh of satis faction and nestled on 1o her father's shoulder. The liltle tit of *hiidish jeal ousy of her dead mother's place in her father's heart passed. She wanted 110 one to share her fa ther's affection with her. She gave liim all of hers. She needed all of his. When Peg was eighteen years old and they were living in Dublin. O'Con nell was offered quite a gcod position in New York. It appealed to him. The additional money would make things easier for Peg. She was almost a woman now. and It-* wanted her to get the finishing louehea of education that would prepare her for a position in the world if she met the man she felt she could marry. Whenever he would speak of marriage Peg would laugh scornfully: "Who would I be afiher marryin', I'd like to know? Where iu the wurrld would I tind a man like you?" And no coaxing would make her car ry ou the discussion or consider its possibility. It still harassed him to think he had so little to leave her if anything hap pened to him. The offer to go to Amer ica seemed providential. Her mother was buried there. He would take Peg to her grave. Peg grew very thoughtful at the idea of leaving Ireland. All her little likes and dislikes, her impulsive affections and hot hatred, were bound up in that country. She dreaded the prospect of meeting a number of new people. Still, it was for her father's good, so she turned a brave face to it and said: "Sure it is the finest thing in the wurrld for both of us." But the night before they left Ire land she sat by the little window in her bedroom until daylight looking biick through all the years of her short life. It seemed as if she were cutting off all that beautiful golden period. She would never again know the free, care less, happy-go-lucky, living from day to day existence that she had loved so much. It was a pale, wistful, tired little Peg that joined her father at break fast next morning. His heart was heavy too. But he laughed and joked and sang and said how glad they ought to be—going to that wonderful new country and, by the way. the country Peg was born in too! And then he laughed again and said how fine she looked and how well he felt and that It seemed as If it were God's hand in it all. And Peg pretended to cheer up, and they acted their parts right to the end —until the last line of land disappear ed and tbey were headed for America. Then they separated and weut to their little cabins to think of all that, had been. 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Our work MjA In this line is unexcelled, clean an* distinct lines, Remember £l\ no blots or bad line*—that is the kind of ruling that business men of to-day demand. Ruling for We give you what you want, the way you want ya the trade. It, when you want iU • jUI ===== ■ ■ H C. E. AUGHINBAUGH 46 and 48 N. Cameron Street Near Market Street , HARRISBttKG, PA. $ A Bell Telephone call will bring one of our solicitors. W\ They were cheerless days at first for O'Conneli. Everything reminded him of his first landing twenty years be fore with his young wife—both so full of hope, with the future stretching out like some wonderful panorama before them. He returns twenty years older to begiu the fight again—this time for his daughter. His wife was buried iu a little Cath olic cemetery a few miles outside New York city. There he took Peg one da.?, and they put flowers oil the little mound of- earth and knelt awhile in prayer. Beneath that earth lay not only his wife's remains, but O'Con nell's early hopes and ambitions were buried with her. Neither spoke either going to or re turning from the cemetery. O'Con nell's heart was 100 full. Peg knew what was passing through his mind and sat with her hands folded In her lap—silent. But her little brain was busy thinking back. Peg had much to think of during the early days following her arrival in New York. At first (he city awed her with its huge buildings and ceaseless whirl of activity and noise She long ed to be back in her own 111 tie green, beautiful country. O'Conneli was away during those first days until late at night. He found a school for Peg. She did not want to go to it. but just to please her father she agreed. She lasted In It just one week. They laughed at her brogue and teased and tormented her for her absolute lack of knowledge, i tj; i<..* - i.mi jUbt as long a# she could. Then one day she opened out ou them and astonished them. They could not have been more amaz ed bad a bomb exploded in their STAR-INDEPENDENT CALENDAR FOR 1915 May be had at the business office of the Star-Independent for l(ty or will be sent to any address in the United States, by mail, for 5 cents extra to cover cost of package and postage. The Star-Independent Calendar for 1915 is another of the handsome scries, featuring important local views, issued by this paper for many years. It is 11x14 inches in size and shows a picture, extraordinary for clearness and detail, of the "Old Capitol." built 1818 and destroyed by fire in 1897. It is in fino half-ton# effefct and will be appreciated for its historic value as well as for its beauty. Mail orders given prompt attention. Remit 15 cents in stamps, and ad dress all letters to the STAR-INDEPENDENT 18-20-22 South Third Street Harrisburg, Pa. midst. The little, timid looking, open eyed. Titian haired girl was a veritable virago. She attacked and belittled and mimicked and berated them. They had talked of her brogue! Tliey should listen to their own nasal utterances, tbat sounded as if they were speaking with their noses and not with their tongues! Even the teacher did not go unscathed. She came in for an on slaught too. That closed Peg's career as a New York student. Her father arranged his work so that he could be with her at certain peri ods of the day and outlined her studies from his own slender stock of knowl edge. One wonderful day tbey had an ad dition to their small family. A little, wiry haired, scrubby, melancholy Irish terrier followed O'Connell for miles. He tried to drive hiin away. The dog would turn and run for a few seconds, and the moment O'Connell would take his eyes off him be would run along and catch him up and wag bis over long tail and look lip at O'Connell with his sad eyes. The dog followed him all the way home, and when O'Connell opened the door he ran in. O'Connell had not the heart to turn him out, so he poured out some milk aud broke up some dry biscuits for him and then played with him until Peg came home. She liked the little dog at once, and then and there O'Connell adopted him and gave him to Peg. He said the dog's face had a look of Michael Quin lan, the Fenian. So Michael he was named, and he took his place hi the little home. He became Peg's boon companion. They romped together like children, and they talked to each other and • •" a! each other. To Be Continued. FARMERS' DAY AT TABERNACLE Prof. H. A. Surface Will Make Address at Mechanicsburg Thursday, January 28, has been den- I ignated as Farmers' Day at the Miller j Tabernacle in Mechanicsburg. Frot'es i sor H. A. Surface, State Zoologist, will I deliver an address on "God's Law and | the Farmer's Faith," at 11 o'clock in I the morning. An interesting program has been ar | ranged, covering the entire day. Dinner ■ will be served in the Tabernacle at 12 jo 'clock. ! Cumberland Valley Railroad In Effect May 24. 1914. I Train# I. rave lliirrixburK I For Winchester and Martlnsbitrg, *,t 5.05, *7.50 a. m., *3.40 p. m. I for Hagcrstown. Chambcrsburg and I iulermeaiaie stations, at *5.03. *7.59, •JI.SS a. ra.. *3.40. 0.33. *J.4O. 11. Oil I p. m. ! Additional trains for Carlisle an.( 1 Mechanicsburg at 9.48 a. m.. a.IS. 3.37. i u. m. I For DillsbuiK at 5.03. *7.50 and *ll. at I a. m.. 2.18. •3.40. 5.32. 6.30 p. m. •Pailv All other trains dally <»xc#s» Sunday.' J H. TONOB. H. A. RIDDL.E. G. P. A. Supi. BUSINESS COLLEGE*. f " \ BUSiNiiSS —uii 8UI) Market Street Fall Term September First I DAY AND NIGHT \ *■ Big Dividends For You Begin next Monday In Day or Night School j SCHOOL OF COMMERCE 15 S. Market Sq., Harrisburg, Pa.
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