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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 |
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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
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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. And every day they kept up the
little deception with each other until
they reached America.
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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
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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.
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