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The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-05-05

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The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-05-05
Tourist Season OPENS.

The Northern Pacific opens the Tour
ist season to the wonderful Pacific coast
country with special excursion tickets to
San FRANCISCO and Los Angeles at rate
Of $57 90. Tickets are good for three
months, good for stop-overs, and are on
sale May j, 2, 3, 8, 10, IL, II and 18th.
The Northern Pacific Tourist publica-
tions will be ready for distribution
about May 1. Call at City Ticket Of
fee, 10 Nicollet House Block.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30
Delicious Dishes Prepared From Fish

Select large, firm scallops, wash and
pat dry. Season with pepper, but omit
the salt until they have finished cook
ing as the salt tends to extract the
juice. Flatten slightly, brush with olive
oil and broil quickly over bright coal
fire or under the fame in gas range,
Serve with thin strips of curled bacon,
quarters Of lemon and parsley.
Stuffed smelts
Wash and clean good sized fish, re-
moving all the eggs which the fish man
religiously leaves in and which the
careful cook as conscientiously disposes
of. DO not split or bone, however. Pre-
pare forcemeat by chopping half a
dozen oysters fine, adding to them a
scant cup of dried bread crumbs, a
tablespoonful OF butter, the same
amount Of lemon juice and oyster juice,
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

the beaten yolk of one egg. a teaspoon
full of chopped parsley and salt and
pepper to season, Pound this force
meat in a bowl or mortar until a
smooth paste results, then rub through
coarse sieve. Fill the fish, using a
paper cone to do So Roll in beaten
egg then in crumbs, and fry in a kettle
half full of fine olive Oil Raw bass is
frequently used in place of the oysters
for the forcemeat, in which case the
whites of eggs and just enough cream
to moisten are substituted for the
oyster liquor and yolk of egg. The force
meat should be firm enough to handle.
Instead of frying in deep fat the fish
may be laid I'm a buttered dish, covered
with a sauce made of brown gravy,
with glassful of Madeira, two onions
minced fine, two or three mushrooms
also minced, a tablespoonful each Of
butter and Kitchen bouquet, salt and
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

pepper. Let the fish bake in this
sauce in a hot oven for twenty minutes,
covering with paper if they seem to
brown too rapidly, Serve in the same
dish, with a little lemon sqeezed over
them.
scaIlops and Fried Onions
Those who enjoy a dish of fried
onions should try scallops with them.
Put two tablespoonfuls of butter or
olive oil in a frying pan over the fire
and when hot add sliced onions. AS
soon as they begin to cook, put in seal
lops that have been well dried and
rubbed with salt, pepper and fine
cracker crumbs, and cook until both
scallops and onions are rich brown.
Put finger slices of buttered toast on
a hot platter letting one piece overlap
the other, and arrange the scallops and
onions between them. Serve hot.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

He knew that she lived with strict
est economy even now. And with the
information that Miss Montgomery
newspaper articles were not of a high
ly salable sort, Jean Bumfrey had
once told him that when Talulu
'pigged" alone in her room she had
"never enough to eat"
rs it possible" thought Gideon
aghast at the generous spread before
him, that when she's alone she
skimps?"
Talula had come back and was serv-
ing the desert of baked bananas and
cream. Miss Witchet began to talk
of still more useful line of articles
she contemplated, and Jean, a book
cover designer of no mean merit, went
in search of her last piece of work.
to show the painter.
Il shall advise all young women who
fancy they have talent to think well
before leaving their comfortable homes
for this great and terrible city" Miss
Witchet was saying, with wise wags
of her fine, snowy old head.
Jean, who returned here, whispered
to Gideon behind her book cover
How about the old women?"
"Show them the advsability of mar
riage, of anchoring in the safe haven
of peaceful domestic existence"
1t was Talulu who had put forth this
piece of wisdom, and the book cover
going the rounds of the table, with
compliments buzzing and lowered eyes,
Mr. Alexander made bold to stare long
at his divinity.
How long since was it that she ap-
proved of marriage and the squelch-
ing of artistic aspirations!
And there was no doubt about it,
during that brief visit to the closet
kitchen in the hall some tears had fall
EN-. Yet how much sweeter and more
wonderful she was than all the rest
of the world of women! The slight
reddening of the delicate eyeIids. the
shadows under the large eyes them
selves, but added to her pale charm,
and with the simple white frock, cut
to leave bare the slight young throat
with its childish gold chain, with her
nirnbus of dark hair and softened de-
meanor, there was something so en-
chantingly feminine about her that
Gideon felt his doubling heart melt
and ventured to touch upon a subject
once dear to them both.
How about Princess Natalie ?"
(Miss Montgomery's novel.)
Haven't Putneys written you yet?"
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

and the darkness added something to
the sweetness of the strains and to the
passion in the voice Of the singer.
The young page was glorifying her as
the most radiant among all women.
Ghita heard him and a delightful
tremor ran through her without
waiting to light the torches which had
gone out she took her mirror and ran
to the window. through which the
moonlight shone into her room.
Thereupon in this mysterious light she
saw that she was strangely beautiful,
that her beauty was indeed almost su
pernatural The moonlight revealed
her pale and transparent, like the
princess of a poem.
Intoxicated with her charms, she let
the seductive mirror slip from her
hand, and a sigh of admiration and of
ecstasy excaped her as she cried:
II am beautiful! 1 am beautiful"
Thenceforth Ghita Gherardini spent
all her time marvelling at her own
beauty. She did not desire to fall in
love, for she fancied that there was no
man ilNlnS VINO was worthy Oh neT.
Those songs which had no words of
praise for her eyes and her hair she
treated with contempt and to the
mysteries of religion she never gave
q thought.
She went to high mass solely for the
purpose of being seen by the people
and of being fattered by them as they
whispered to one another about her.
The restless eyes were never turned
toward the altar.
She thought of nothing save her own
triumphant beauty and of the jewels
which set it off in sumptuous fashion.
One day Ghita Gherardini slipped a
little mirror beside the first page of her
mass book, which had been delicately
illuminated by a pious artist. And
while her attitude of devotion edited
the multitude she studied her face en-
shrined in the book Of prayer.
The doge's niece had forgotten that
the Creator alone is worthy of wor-
ship, and not any of his creatures |
She had also forgotten that pride is an
abominable sin, aye, perhaps the most /,
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30
MWA.C HLENT AunH1n

red wine and manipulating the seltzer
siphons, he had plenty of opportunity
to discover that Miss Montgomery
last pose was the most astounding of
all.
! She no longer took the floor, as of
old, and held forth, snubbingly, on the
one interest that possessed her own
| talent. She drew out her visitors to
difate on their glories, and was an
ideal listener, everybody in turn re-
ceiving such burning compliments on
his or her work that heads began to
reel.
Through a haze of bliss generously
tempered with doubt as to the last
ing quality of these new virtues Gid
con found himself listening ardently
to her talk with Miss Witchet
The innocent old soul had been made
to believe that her articles on "How
to Live on Five Dollars a Month"
were works of the purest genius and
Miss Montgomery declared that the
idea of telling the roomers to keep
the red-cheeked apples for the rainy
days" was a genuine inspiration.
1T is a note of artistic beauty
among all your pitiful facts" she said,
with a deep-eyed gravity there was
no doubling. And such articles are
more valuable than all the novels in
the world; they throw true light on
the sad, hard lives we women lead in
New York for the sake of that will o.
the wsp, a career.
Il envy you all the letters you've re-
ceived about Them" and the speaker
hurriedly left the table on some er-
rand. Gideon, who had suddenly and
idiotically haw-hawed at mention of
the "red-cheeked apples" felt his
heart fall as she turned, for there
were tears in her eyes.
He wondered if there was any ap-
plicability in her talk to her own case.
He wondered, too, how she had
lived during her first years in New
York, and the frightful possibility
came that perhaps, with her struggles,
many a bitter rainy day had passed
without even the humble glorification
OF red-cheeked fruit
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

the wound lay deeper. 1t was simply,
Gideon told himself, that Miss Mont
gomery had no longer any need of his
services. She had the best of him in
the illustration he had toiled over
through all the baking weather-illus-
trations for which, with the Academy
so near, he had basely neglected the
once beloved Fall of Rome,' and he
had scarcely placed them in her hands,
scarcely ceased to wonder at the light
that irradiated her delicate face with
the glad cry, "Now for the publish
ers!" when this other thing, complete
strangerhood, had come.
1t was the way of woman, unused
lovesick Gideon in his misery. Graft
tude had been left out of her compost
ton. And as he plumbed the shallow
depths of the frail sex the suffering
painter laughed sardonically, and had
glttering visions of life of luxurious
bachelorhood, offset by other of I'M
happy. badly dressed spinsters with
inky fingers.
Then one crisp August morning, aft
er three weeks of this nightmare,
there came a tap at his door.
Come I'M" he called; and 10! his
lady clothed in even another mood
Good morning." she cried, with
blooming affa bility. And with high
praise for the gaudy Fall of Rome"
upon which he was once more engaged,
she invited him to dine with her that
evening in her place. and would accept
no refusal
There will be only Jean Bumfrey
and Miss Witchet BESIDES" she con-
cluded from the doorway. land dinner
wouldn't be dinner without your
salad"
And with another effusive COM
pliment upon his work she was
gone.
The dinner only added to Gideon's
mysti1cation, for of course he
went
Jean Bumfrey, who, because of
fairy finger with cookery, was gener-
ally chef at these studio banquets,
called upon him for frequent services.
But, between grating the cheese for
the spaghetti, pouring out the thin
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

had better look out for sneak thieves.
Then, at the fourth floor, in various
stages of dress and with hurried bun
dies of property, he began to pass the
frightened tenants, who were seeking
escape. The lady killer, Kessel, went
by, wrapped in blanket and carrying
on his arm some of the apparel that
made him invincible.
Fire" he shrieked frantically as he
dashed by Gideon, and behind him came
little Jean Bumfrey, with her pretty,
crinkly hair standing out in a bush, and
holding about her an airy, frivolous
ball gown, the one precious thing she
had always vowed she would save in
case of fire.
Gideon clutched her arm fiercely and
asked for Talula.
She's out" said Jean, with wrench
of her train from under his foot. "She
got out before anybody"
But step lower down she shrieked
back at him:
mo, no; she went back! Go look for
her, for PHYS sake!"
Breathing a prayer to heaven, the
distracted lover placed his foot upon
the last landing and saw with a great
gulp of relief that the fire was confined
to the large studio but one removed
from his own.
The one that concerned him most was
at the far end of the floor, and though
some smoke pursued him, turn in the
hall in moment cut off all view of
the conhagration. Talula's door stood
wide open, and the burning electric
lights told him that the bird had flown.
He knew that the way across the roof
to the fire ladder that led to the house
two stories below was clear, and real
izing the Southern girls coolness, he
closed her place against the hoodlums
and turned back to his own, with
thought of the academy picture.
AS he put the key in the lock his door
opened and a burst of black smoke
caught him in the face. ,1e
Then it lifted, and he saw a sligkt'
figure in white before him clutching,
with bleeding wrists. the bulky frame
of "The Fall of Rome" and above her
pare ldCt al Sldlltitu ohyllSHl, Oubh
which the glare of the cracking fire,
which had communicated to the next
room, shone fiercely.
"You didn't think I'd let 1t burn, did
you?" said Talula coolly, for the APP
partition was she. 81 knew you were
away. and somebody had to save it, and
couldn't get in the door, so 1 jumped
through the skylight."
THANK God your novels safe" said
Gideon deVoutly, but Talula only
smiled queerly and yielding up THE
Fall of Rome" tumbled obediently into
the arms held out to receive her.
out on the roof belated fireman,
left behind to patrol for stray sparks,
overheard, two hours later this frag-
ment of talk:
"Yes, l was disappointed. / thought
it would kill me at first. But when the
and / realized that 1t was just trash
and that 1 had no talent at all, 1 saw
in flash how detestable / had been
and how gifted you were, and how 1
loved you"
OF course they were married. and
though Mrs. Gideon Alexander has since
learned to WELD her pen with consid-
cradle cleverness, she is humble with
her laurels.
AS to the old Wolverton, it still
stands, and brave with new paint and
open plumbing, it stiiI offers. through
dazzling Sunday advertisements. an
asylum to the budding genius of New
York.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

perllous of all sins since It was the
cause Of the rebellion Of the archan-
gels and the downfall of Lucifer.
one day Ghita Gherardni was in
tently studying her face i'm the little
mirror between the holy leaves of her
mass book and suddenly she uttered a
scud cry Of terror Through
the large building It rang, drowning
the solemn voice OF the priest, the re-
sponses of the congregation and the
sonorous murmur Of the organ. .
And straightway the doge's niece fell
to the ground in a faint She
had seen reflected in the guilty mirror,
the sacrilegious mirror not her own
countenance but that of Death. =
There Is today in the Church of San
Giorgis Magsiore. where this miracle
was accomplished the statue of q
woman, who is seated and looking at
herself in a mirror. Very beautiful is
this woman, as beautiful as Ghita
Gherardini was formerly. The story
goes that this statue is the work of q
lieve-and their legends contain a good
deal of truth--that it was only Ghita
Gherardini herself, and that her body
was turned into stone by the terrible
vision.
To all those who love the silence of
dead cities | offer this legend found
it at Venice as one occasionally finds
q flower which has blossomed amid
sombre shadows on a sleeping lagoon.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

the ground floor, some day the old
Wolverton would go up in cloud of
smoke.
Talula, whose dingy little duplex
studio, along with four others, had
been hurriedly knocked up in the
former drying room of the old cara
vansary, had a sense of safety in the
adjoining roof. But, yielding to the
general terror, she insisted that one
OF the little windows opening on the
shed, and wired over against light
fingers, should be left free for an
emergency.
Then she said her prayers devoutly,
kept her novel in a fire" bag, and felt
somehow comforted when in the night
she heard the water pouring down into
the great roof tank, the wall of which
touched that of her only home.
1t was summer. and the july days
had begun to burn hotly.
After awhile it was almost impossi-
BILE to work in the studios; so their
occupants did much lounging on the
great roof upon which this half floor
opened, under the several sheds that
had been put up for that purpose. The
luxurious carried out gay striped ham,
mocks, and when the worst of the hot
spell came they and the benches, with
merely cushion for a pillow, We're
often occupied all night long by the
weary sleepers.
On the roofs of the tenements of the
street below others slept-weary, ex-
hausted laborers and their families.
Toward morning, when the quieting
street sounds began to brisken again,
these disappeared. Then one by one
the little lights on the distant river
and the Jersey coast twinkled out,
the morning star paled away and in
the faint sweet chill of the new day
Talula would lift her heavy head
again, shake out the wrinkles in her
thin white wrapper and from a divine
hope become once more a cruel
mystery.
For it was upon this roof, with it's
canopy of stars and romantic possi-
bilties, that poor Gideon awoke to the
pain Of love and realized the depthless
depths of woman.
Without a murmur it had been his
fate to listen for endless hours to the
awakenings of genius.
Then, when the heat became intoler-
able, his had been the beloved duty
to minister unto exhausted talent with
bowls Of cracked ice and cool bottles
Of Sparkling root beer and he had
fancied-poor fool!-in his fallacy that
his humble gifts had been received
with tlnge of the same tenderness
with which they were offered. Then.
but a bare week after these COM
munings of the soul, this mute ac-
ceptance of his suit, as it were, she
had ceased to speak to him!
On top of this horror, If he so much
as caught her eye 1t gave him quite a
shock, 1t was so blank and unrelated.
week of this dreadfulness, during
which time, with her melancholy re-
moteness from all about her, she re-
minded him of nothing so much as
Lady Macbeth in the sleep walking
scene, and she fell into false gale of
spirits, so heart breaking in it's un-
reality that Gideon could not even feel
hurt when he saw her flirting out
rageously with Kessel, the conceited
beau of the house.
No, 1t was not matter for jealously;
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30
No Questions About His Business

Lawyer Thomas Riley of Boston,
while trying a case before jury in
the superior court, stood up to cross
examine a witness whose testimony
was very damaging to his case.
ION the night in question, Mr.. Wit
ness" he began, did you not have
several drinks of whisky?"
That's my business" answered the
witness.
Il know it's your business quickly
responded Mr.. Riley, "but were you
attending to it?'-Boston Herald.
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30

cleaned like milk white stars. They
also sang about the radiance of her
dark violet eyes and about the two
roses which formed her lips. In truth
Ghita Gherardini was very beautiful
She had, however, listened too earnest
ly to the passionate words of the sing
ers and an immense pride took pos
session of her young soul.
One night she heard beneath her
window the yearning sob of a lutte.
Standing in a motionless gondola a
lovesick page was singing to her.
Tender was the music, and the water
Los Angeles herald., 1905-04-30
IITHE Princess Natalie lifted her
lace hung shoulders in an
adorable shr11g

I(THE Princess Natalie lifted her
lace hung shoulders in an
adorable shrug.
Monsieur is peremptory; for a
suitor who is not even accepted, singu-
larly peremptory.'
1t was Miss Montgomery, in her
studio reading aloud to Jean Bumfrey
the last chapter of her first novel, a
crimson experiment in nihilism, which
she had just completed.
Gideon Alexander, who at his own
risk was to illustrate this novel, was
an unintentional listener in his ham
mock outside on the roof
He grinned as he heard, and Won
dered why it was that Miss Montgom-
cry only cared to write of princesses
and dukes and terrible plots against
an innocent Tsars life.
He was quite certain he despised her
genius, such as it was but in these
girlishly pretentious stories, as well as
in their pretty writer, he was begin
comfortably eager.
There was only one thing he weakly
resented. This was the gifted Talulas
blindness to any talent that he himself
might be harboring, not too far out of
sight.
He was willing to let it pass that he
had three times hung on the line at
the Paris salon, but he thought it only
decent, humanity decent. to take some
little notice of the splendid Fall of
Rome" he was doing for the autumn
Academy.
But interest in women was not with
Gideon a selfish sentiment
And when. presently, pale with the
fire of her own genius and delicately
charming in one of the limp white
dresses she affected, Miss Montgomery
came out upon the roof, he listened
delightedly at her long, hushed talk
of her novel. When. having said her
say, she turned wearily in his ham
mock-he always jumped out of it as
If shot at sight of her-and stared at
the stars away from him. he under
stood that the interview was over.
AS he turned TO go she called out i'm
the sweet, bored voice that always
distinguished her when not discussing
her work:
1--WE put my book on your desk.
Remember keep it in the bag always,
and at the first cheep of fire grab it,"
"The glory of Sgis Belousoff (this
was Miss Montgomery nom de plume)
must not be extinguished prematurely,"
she added with a ghost of a smile
that yet fell caressingly upon Gideon.
This fear of fire in the Wolverton
was not confined to Talula. 1t hung
over the entire house like a cloud, and
several recent sudden alarms had not
tended to inspire confidence in the old
barracks.
Once, respected and fashionable
apartment house, with the elevated
trains now rushing alongside the VOL
verton had sunk to mere room renting,
and the roomers. who inclined largely
toward the artistic, were much given
TO light housekeeping and little re-
gard for burning matches. One day
fierce blaze was found cracking away
in an airshaft. and Miss Witchet, who
wrote wonderful articles i'm the Trum-
pet on How to Live on Five Dollars
q Month" lost valuable manuscripts.
There was no doubt about It, II was
openly declared in the restaurant on