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{ FREDRIC MARCH
# CHARLES LAUG
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CHAPTER 5
WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE
From- galley-prisoner, Jean Val.
Jean, inspired by the kindness and
faith of the Bishop Bienvenu, be-
oomes mayor and magistrate of a
small French town. News is brought
80 him that one Champmathieu, half-
grazed paroled convict, has been
tdentified as Jean Valjean and is
about to be sent back to the galleys
for Jeaw's failure to report to the
Joke regularly. He presents himself
court, frees the lucklsss man by
revealing his own tdentity and then
prompily loses himself in the cloister-
ed grounds of a comwvent. After five
years ho has taken a small house in
Paris, the never-tiring Javert still on
his trail,
Dead-End Street
The rebel students realize they are
i getting nowhere with their heated
talks and pamphlets and decide upon
immediate action. Rioting breaks
out all over Paris.
Under cover of the commotion,
Jean decides to make a break for it
from his new hiding-place in the
Rue Druond. He is just completing
arrangements for a relay of coaches
to carry Cosette and: himself to the
gea-coast town of Calais when the
old concierge comes in, exhausted.
“Terrible night!” he pants. “Police
everywhere—street fights and what-
not—"’
“But, the letter to Marius, did he
get it?” asks Cosette anxiously.
“The office was smashed up—the
police had raided it. He escaped. I
gave the letter to a strange girl, who
said she would give it to him—said
she was his secretary, Eponine—that
you'd know her.”
Cosette’s expression is that she
The words have the desired effect.
“I didn’t—until this happened. I
never thought of leaving you. No
one could have been happier than I.
I'll go to England—I'll forget him
somehow, I will—I swear I will—"
Jean clutches at this last straw.
He tries to persuade himself and her
that it is best to go. His one idea
is to get her away—rush the journey
before she can have time to think.
“Of course, if I could do anything
for him, XI would—you know I would,
but I can’t. We don’t even know
where he is, and if we stay here
they’ll arrest me and heaven knows
what will happen to you. No, it's
best for us to go, isn’t it? We can
make all inquiries about him from
England—that’s best—isn’t it?”
Cosette nods half-heartedly.
The door to the street is pushed
back violently. and Elponine staggers
in, panting and exhausted.
“I've run halfway across Paris
with all the gendarmes and police in
France on my trail—and if I'm not
mistaken there’s still a couple on
the corner waiting—phew!”
“Who are you?” asked Jean.
“I've come to see a girl called Co-
sette. I've a note for her — from
Marius.”
“Marius ?”’
“Yes, the only man who ever
meant anything to me and I—have to
carry messages of undying affection
to another woman—Funny, isn’t it?”
“Where is he now?”
“Fighting for his life in the Fau-
bourg St. Germain — troops all
around him—he and hig’ stupid stu-
dents, getting themselves slaughtered
—for what? I'd have kept him out
of it, but when he didn’t hear from
his sweetheart he didn’t care what
happened. Now he’s in it—trapped
in a blind alley determined to die
for his silly cause. Aren't mer
fools?”
“Now (continuing), when will this
“I can’t go. I can’t le
feels Eponine will never give Marius
the letter.
“Are you ready to go?’ Jean in-
terrupts Cosette.
“Yes, but—we can’t go with all this
fighting in the streets.”
“Yes, yes; that’s good; don’t you
see? It's an ideal time. The police
will have their hands full and guards
vill be withdrawn from the bar-
ders n
“How—how far are we going?”
“England.”
“England?” (alarmed.)
“Yes, I was a fool to stay here.
I might have known I'd be found out
eventually. We shall be safe there.”
In his joy he embraces her.
“Yes, but—I—I can’t go. I can’t
leave him. He doesn’t know where
I am. He'll think 4d
“But who?”
“Marius. I shall never find him.”
“Marius?” Jean is completely puz-
zled. He has no idea what he means
to her.
“But what is this man to you?”
“I love him, that’s all.”
Still Jean simply can’t believe it.
He half-smiles, almost as though he
were treating a child.
“But—you can’t have seen him
twice in your life!”
“Yes, I met him often— I didn’t
tell you, but we were going to tell
you. He was coming to see you the
night we had to leave.”
House of Cards
Jean looks at her a long time in
bewilderment. The whole of his
house of cards tumbles down and he
breaks into a hysterical little laugh
at the way Fate has played with him,
“But me—me! Have you nothing
for me?”
“But you're my father—I mean I
always think of you'as my father, I
know you're really not, but don’t you
see, with Marius, it’s different. It
isn’t just that lovely sense of com-
panionship that I have with you—
it’s—it’s like every girl feels for the
man who is going to be her hus-
band.”
His whole expression begins to
change. He wants to take Cosette
away; he is searching for a line to
take, searching cunningly, calculating
as to how to play on her emotions.
“Yes,” (deliberately) ‘it’s natural
ave him, I love him.”
Cosette be back?”
“She’s here—but I'm trying to get
ber to go to England tonight.”
- “England? And he’s never to see
her again perhaps?’ To her it is a
flash of hope that she may be able
to part these two.
“If we tell her where he is she'll
want to go to him.”
“She couldn’t get there. You might,
but she couldn’t.”
Plans to Rescue Marius
“Why should I go to him?”
“Don’t you want to save him—for
your daughter?”
“Why should I? She belongs to
me—to me, I have a right—she’s all
I have—why, he may be beyond help
already. Nothing to be gained, noth-
ing, I tell you. What's this boy to
me that I should risk my life—for
him ?”
Eponine looks up at him and nods
Then adds in a quiet voice:
“I know just how you feel, but it
seems that they love each other.
What are we going to do about that,
you and I? That defeats us both,
doesn’t it?—Well, shall I tell her
or will you?”
He looks down at Eponine. The
cunning, crafty look in his eyes goes
away. This girl has the courage and
is showing him the only way out for
him to take.
A knock at the door interrupts
them. A coachman comes in and an-
nounces the horses in readiness for
the flight to Calais. Jean is between
Eponine and the coachman. He
looks from one to the other. He
decides.
“Cosette! Cosette!” (then to Epo-
nine) “Can you show me the way—
can we get him out?”
“I know the way in, but heaven
knows if we’ll ever get him out.”
Jean is now galvanized into action.
“Cosette!” he repeats as the girl
appears in the doorway of the room
where she has completed packing,
“we’ve found Marius! We're going
to him now.”
“Let me go with you!” gasps Co-
sette eagerly.
“It’s impossible—you must stay
here.”
He dismisses the coachman with
a word as he and Eponine disappear
through the door into the streets of
you should want to leave me.”
terror.
TO BE CONTINUED
Landdsbai
GREAT MOTHERS
Catherine Mumford Booth
S a child, Catherine Mumford
suffered from a spinal com-
plaint and was for years in
frail health. Too weak to romp with
other children, she lay all day on her
sofa and read history, geography,
theology. Delicate as she was physi-
cally, there was nothing puny about
her intellect or her character.
One day when she was grown, she
was introduced to an intense young
preacher, Rev. William Booth. After
much inward conflict he had given up
a business position for a religious
career that was to include the found-
ing and development of the Salvation
Army. Meeting Catherine Mumford
on the first day of his new life, he
knew that she was the woman whom
he wanted to marry. The deep love
that sprang up between them lasted
throughout their long years together.
Catherine Mumford was twenty-
seven when they were married. She
was still frail, but she steeled herself
to bear poverty and the hardships of
a traveling evangelist’s life. Though
in the course of her marriage she had
eight children and was a devoted
mother to them, she followed her
husband’s work with ever-fresh in-
terest. Her children were still tiny
when she began to speak at public
meetings. Uncertain of herself at
first, she soon gained confidence and
effectiveness. Her warm Syma
made her beloved by slum-dwellers in
the East End of London, who affec-
tionately called her “The Mother of
the Salvation Army.” She had un-
bounded love and compassion, not
only for those close to her, but for all
the wretched and unfortunate with
whom she came in contact.
Finally, as the Salvation Army de-
veloped, her life’ became a constant
and unstinted giving of herself. De-
voted to her home, she had scarcely
any time for home life, since her
husband and children as well as herself
were subject to constant demands for
time and service.
Never in all her life physically
strong, she suffered for many years
from a serious illness. She bore pain
stoically and continued to work.
Finally, the doctors told her she had
only two years to live.
Her chief concern then was not for
herself, but for the husband she had
so long and so devotedly loved. Al-
ATHERINE M. BOOTH
though she was in great bodily a ony
much of the time, she displayed hig
courage.
One night as ghe lay ill, there was a
terrific storm that lasted for hours.
Next morning the sun rose radiantly
just as Catherine Booth closed her
eyes for the last time.
In London, at her funeral, four
miles of streets were erowded with the
poor whom she had befriended.
* ® *
This is the fifth of a series of
biographies of “Great Mothers”
prepared by the Golden Rule Moth-
ers’ Day Committee, of which Mrs.
James Roosevelt is honorary chair-
man. The committee, which spon-
sored the nation-wide observance
of Mothers’ Day, suggested the fol-
lowing paraphrase of the Golden
Rule: “Whatsoever you would that
others should do for your mother
if she were in need, and whatsoever
your mother would do for the
needy if she had an opportunity, do
for other mothers and children, vic-
tims of present-day economic mal-
adjustments.”
mE aT AS POST. DALLAS, PA. FRIDAY, JUNE 7, 1935.
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Food Market Advice
HE jigsaw puzzle of putting foods
together to fit a budget is again
pretty well scrambled. The most help-
ful pieces this week will be new PO-
TATOES, new CABBAGE, green
BEANS, SPINACH, RHUBARB,
PINEAPPLE, FISH and BUTTER.
Vegetable Values Excellent
With few exceptions vegetables are
most attractively priced. Even the
ONION, which has been high=hatting
its admirers for several weeks is some-
what more agreeably priced. BEETS
have come all the way down to their
usual low level, new POTATOES cost
only about one-third their recent price,
new CABBAGE prices are halved,
SPINACH is way down, green
BEANS also, CARROTS are cheap,
CUCUMBERS and EGGPLANT Jow-
er, and green PEAS moderate.
ASPARAGUS is somewhat higher
but still moderate. Boston LETTUCE
is plentiful and considerably cheaper
than Iceberg. TOMATOES are higher
because of damaging rains in Florida
but the new Texas crop is due next
week. LEEKS, SCALLIONS.
WATERCRESS, RADISHES and
CELERY make for inexpensive rel-
ishes and salads.
All Meats Higher
LAMB, although considerably high-
er, is still a comparatively good value.
VEAL is better but it is not a really
popular meat in this locality. BEEF
and PORK, both fresh and smoked.
are higher.
POULTRY is moderately priced
New crop DUCKLING is an excel-
lent value.
Butter Production Up
The new crop of spring BUTTER
has begun to arrive, promising a suf-
ficient supply to meet the increased
demand at its present comparatively
low: price.
EGG prices show a steady slight.
upward tendency. At these levels and
even higher ones, eggs, however, are
a valuable addition to the diet
CHEESE continues to be a first clasa
bargain at its regular price.
Pineapples Chief Fruit Bargain
Fresh PINEAPPLE is the out-
standing fruit value in market. The
STRAWBERRY crop of Louisiana
and North Carolina is ending and the
Virginia fields are not yet in full pro-
duction so that strawberries are none
too plentiful. BANANAS, ORANGES
and GRAPEFRUIT are plentiful and
moderate in price. CANTALOUPES
are not yet plentiful.
Here is a menu* made up from sea-
sonable foods which are moderate in
price:
Clear Soup
Salmi of Duck
New Baked Potatoes
Green Beans
Mixed Green Salad
Rolls and Butter
Fresh Pineapple Cup Cakes
Coffee
*This menu tested and tasted in the
A&P Kitchen.
By MARY LOUISE KENT
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Thought - Out
Menus Make
Bully Breakfasts
¢ HAT’S something!” he says,
beholding a beautifully
poached egg, nicely balanced on
crisp buttered toast—rosy withra
sprinkling of paprika and gay
with a sprig of parsley for spring.
He has just finished a hot cereal,
delicately blended, and consisting
of hominy, oatmeal and bran.
It was a bright idea—inexpen-
sive, quick to prepare—just a mat-
ter of a bit of thought the day
before. Funny, what thinking
will do for menus!
Orange Juice
Mixed Cereal
Poacked Eggs on Toast
Crisp Bacon
Coffee
Mixed Cereal: Put two cups of
boiling water and one-half @tea-
spoon salt in the top part of a
double boiler and bring to boiling.
‘When it is bubbling briskly add
one-half cup of chopped canned
hominy, two-thirds cup of oat-
meal and two tablespoons of
bran. Cook directly over the fire
for about five minutes, then place
over hot water and continue
cooking for half an hour. Serve
with cream. This serves four
persons.
Perhaps it was the coffee that
did the trick. It was vacuum-
packed coffee and thus the flavor
was fresh and enticing. Another
cup, if, you please!*
Heredity Not Cause
of “Problem Child”
_ Unjust Accusations Have Often
~ Given Parents of Retarded
Child a Sense of Guilt
By Dr. E. A. Farrington
Director, Bancroft School;
Secretary, Special School
Association
~~ Twenty years ago everyone be-
lieved that almost all backward and
problem children were the victims
lof a vicious and defective heredity,
and that their natur-
al retardation could
no more be changed
than could the color
of their eyes or the
shape of their heads.
Parents who were
unfortunate enough
to have a backward
child among their
‘ ~ progeny were bur-
dened with a sense of guilt. They
elt that they were branded, and
that everyone would consider the
‘child as a victim of the “sins of
the fathers.” They were conse-
quently ashamed to acknowledge
the child, and readily accepted the
theory that the only thing to do was
to hide the poor sufferer away, to
sentence him for life to an insti-
tution, and” to surround the whole
painful occurrence with a conspir-
acy of silence.
Not Always Due to Heredity
The study of retardation and kin-
dred problems has made many im-
portant advances in the last two
decades, and in none has progress
been more vital than in this ques-
tion of heredity. Undoubtedly there
are cases of hereditary retarda-
tion and defect, but all backward
children do not belong tv this class.
Statistical studies have shown that
heredity may be ruled out in many,
perhaps most instances, and that
the problem may arise in any fam-
ily as a result of disease or acci-
dent.
It is with the idea of helping par-
ents of problem children, of whom
there are more than 20,000,000 of
school age im the United States,
that these articles, of which this is
‘the first, were written. Dr. Far-
ington will be pleased to answer
questions mot touched on in the
‘articles. Letters containing self-
addressed stamped envelope should
be sent to Dr. Farrington, c/o the
Bancroft Setoal, Haddonfield, N. J.
\ Dr. Farrington
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MyF avorite Recipes
by
Frances
Lee
Barton
Jj
HAT with spring, and planting
and new clothes, and the sums
mer slip covers to be gotten out,
we women have a thousand -and
one things to take us away from
the kitchen. Shorten your kitchen
hours with these hurry-up cakes
and frostings. They are so econs
omical and time-saving, and so delle
cious made with ever popular
chocolate,
Aladdin Chocolate Cake
(2 eggs) ;
1 1/3 cups sifted cake flour; 1% teas
spoons baking powder; Yi: teaspoon salty
1 cup sugar; 5 tablespoons softened buttes,
or other shortening; 2 eggs, well beaten;
Y2 cup milk; 2 teaspoon vanilla; 2 squares
unsweetened chocolate, melted. A
Sift flour once, measure, add baking
powder, salt, and sugar, and sift together,
three times. Add butter. Combine eggs;
milk, and vanilla, and add to flour mixture,
stirring until all four are dampened. Add:
chocolate and blend. Then beat vigorously
1 minute. Bake in greased pan, 8 x 8 x 2
inches, in moderate oven (325° F) 1 hour,
Serve hot with Marshmallow Mint Sauce,
or cool and cover top and sides with
Orange Butter Frosting. 3
Marshmallow Mint Sauce
¥2 cup sugar; Yi cup water; 8 marshmale
lows, cut in small pieces; 1 egg white,
stiffly beaten; Yi teaspoon peppermint exe
tract; green coloring.
Cook sugar and water to thin syrup
(230° F.), not thick enough to spin a
thread. Add marshmallows. Let stand
2 minutes, or until marshmallows are dise
solved, pressing marshmallows under syrup,
Pour syrup slowly over egg white, beating
constantly until mixture is cool. Add
peppermint extract and enough coloring to
make sauce a delicate green. Makes 1 cup
sauce.
Orange Butter Frosting
Grated rind of 1 orange; grated rind of
Y2 lemon; Yi cup orange juice; 2 teaspoons
lemon juice; 1 egg yolk, unbeaten; Yi teae
spoon salt; 3 tablespoons butter; 3 cups
sifted ‘confectioners’ sugar.
Add orange and lemon rind to orange
Juice and allow to stand 10 minutes.
Strain.) Combine lemon juice, egg yolk,
salt, butter, and confectioners’ sugar. Add
orange juice until of right consistency to
spread. Beat until smooth. Makes enough
frosting to cover top and sides of 8 x 8
X 2-inch cake.
Lightning Layer Cake
(2 eggs)
3 1/3 cups sifted cake flour; 2% fea
spoons baking powder; 2 cups sugar; :1
teaspoon salt; 2 eggs, unbeaten; soft
shortening as needed; 1 cup milk; 1 teae
spoon vanilla. 3 oN.
Sift flour once, measure, add baking
powder, sugar, and salt, and sift together
three times. Break eggs in cup and add
enough shortening to fill cup. Put all ine
gredients into mixing bowl and beat vigors
ously 2 minutes. Bake in three greased
9-inch layer pans in moderate oven (375°
F.) 25 minutes. Spread with your favorite
chocolate frosting.
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