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The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04

I went downstairs despondently,
and found that Mr.. HARRISON had dis
covered some eggs and was standing
helplessly staring at them
"Omelet = eggs. Eggs = omelet
That's the extent of my knowledge"
he said, when I entered. You'll have
to come to my assistance"
1t was then that I saw the cook
book. It was lying on a shelf beside
the clock. and while Mr.. HARRISON had
his back turned 1 got it down. 1t was
quite clear that the domestic type of
woman was his ideal, and l did not
care to outrage his belief in me. So
took the cook book into the pantry
and read the recipe over three times.
When I came back knew it by heart,
although I did not understand It.
Il will tell you how" 1 said with
great deal Of dignity, "and since you
want to help, you may make 1t your
self"
He was delighted
"Ffnel" he said. Suppose you give
me the idea frst. Then We'll go over
1t slowly, bit by bit. Well make
big fluffy omelet, and If the others
aren't around, we'll eat it ourselves"
WELL" I said, trying to remember
exactly, ''you take two eggs"
''Two!" he repeated. 1.-TWO eggs for
ten people!"
Don't interrupt me-" I said irrita-
bly, 'Tf-if two isn't enough we can
make several omelets, one after the
other"
He looked at me with admiration.
"Who else but you would have
thought of that!' he remarked. "Well,
here are two eggs. What nextf"
Separate them," said easily. No.
didn't know what 1t meant I hoped
he would; I said It as casually as
could, and I did not look at him.
knew he was staring at me, puzzled.
Separate them!" he SAID "Why,
they aren't fastened together!" Then
he laughed. ooh, yes, of course!"
When looked he had put one at each
end of the table. afraid they'll quar-
rel, 1 suppose" he said. well, now
they're separated"
Then beat"
First separate, then beat!" he re-
peated. The author Of that cook
book must have had mean disposi-
ton. What's next? Hang them?" He
looked up at me with his boyish
smile.
Separate and beat" repeated. If
I lost a word of that recipe I was
gone. It was like saying the alphabet;
l had to go to the beginning every
time, mentally.
"Well," he reflected, you can't beat
an egg, no matter how cruel you may
be, unless you break 1t first" He
picked up an egg and looked at it.
Separated" he reflected. "Ah-the
white from the-whatever you cook
ing experts call it-the yellow part"
Exactly" I exclaimed, light break
ing on me. "Of course, 1 knew you
would find out" Then back to the re-
cipe-"beat until well mixed; then
fold in the whites"
"Fold?" he questioned. 1T looks
pretty thin to fold, doesn't It? t
upon my word, l never heard Of fold
ing an egg. Are you-but Of course
you know. Please come and show me
how"
CTO BE CONTINUED,)
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04
Girl Messengers for Postofflcea

Arrangements for the employment
of girls instead Of boys as indoor mes
sengers in the general postoffice and
in some of the principal provincial
postoffices are being completed, and
it is anticipated that the experiment
will be made on January 1 at the lat
est At st. Martin's-le-Grand it is
hoped to employ the girls mainly in
the telephone and telegraph depart
ments. where women form a consider
able proportion of the staff. The
wage to be paid to the girl messen-
gers will be one shilling less than
that of the boys.-London Times.
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CHAPTER VII. (contInued.)

Well, 1t ended by Jim's graciously
permitting Bella to remain-there be-
ing nothing else to do-and by his
magnanimously agreeing to keep her
real identity from Aunt Selma and Mr..
HARRISON, and to break the news Of
her presence to Anne and the rest. 1t
created a sensation beside which
Anne's pearls faded away, although
they came to the front again soon
enough
Jim broke the news at once, gather
ing everybody but HARRISON and Aunt
Selma in the upper hall He was
palpitatingly nervous, but he tried to
carry it off with a high hand.
"It's unfortunate" he said, looking
around the circle of faces, each one
frozen with amazement, and just a
suspicion, perhaps, of incredulity.
TITS particularly unfortunate for her.
You all know how high-strung she is,
and If the papers should get hold of it
well, we'll all have to make it as
easy as we can for her"
With Jim's eye on them, they all
swallowed the butler story without
gulp. But Anne was indignant
TITS like Bella" she snapped. well,
she has made her bed and she can lie
on it. I'm sure 1 shan't make it for
her. But If you want to know my
opinion, Mr.. HARRISON may be fool,
but you can't ram two Bellas, both nee
Knowles, down Miss Caruthers throat
with stick"
We had not thought of that before
and every one looked blank Finally,
however, Jim said Bella's middle name
was Constantia, and we decided to
call her that. But it turned out after
ward that nobody could remember it
in a hurry, and generally when we
wanted to attract her attention, we
walked across the room and touched
her on the shoulder. 1t was quicker
and safer
The name decided, we went down
stairs in line to welcome Bella, to
try to make her feel at home, and to
forget her deplorable situation Leila
had worked herself into really SYM
pathetic frame Of mind.
Poor DEAR" she said, on the way
down. Nov don't grin, anybody, just
be cordial and glad to see her. hope
she doesn't cry: You know the spells
she takes
We stopped outside the door, and
everybody tried to look cheerful and
sympathetic and not grinny-which
was as hard as looking as if we had
had a cup of tea-and then Jim
threw the door open and we filed in.
Bella was comfortably reading by
the fire. She had her feet up on
a stool and pillow behind her head
She did not even look at us for min.
ute; then she merely glanced up as
she turned page.
Dear me-" she said mockingly
: what lot of frumps you all are!
had hoped it was some one with my
breakfast"
Then she went on reading. AS Leila
said afterward, that kind of person
ought to be divorced.
Aunt Selma came down Just ther
and left everybody trying to ex
plain Bella's presence to her, and fled
to the kitchen. The HARRISON mar
appeared while was sitting hopeless
ly In front of the gas range, and show
ed me about it.
'I don't know that ever saw one,'
he said cheerfully. "but I know the
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Is Mennonite Minister.

Miss Anna J. Allebach is the first
woman to be elected a minister of the
Mennonite church in this country, al
though there are two women in Hol-
land acting in that capacity. She is
president of the New York University
Philosophical society. Her ordination
took place on January Is in Philadel-
phia.
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One Hannx Condition.

wireless is wonderful thing, isn't
it? It's going to take the place
of everything = telegraph, telephone,
thought transference-why they even
transmit newspaper photographs that
way"
eyes, but there's one thing they'll
never do with wireless"
Whats that?"' ]
Wire pulling
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A Hard Job.

$50 that's the baby. eh?"
That's the baby"
We'll, hope you will bring It up
to be a conscientious. God fearing
man."
81 am afraid that will be rather
difficult"
"Pshaw! AS the twig Is bent the
trees inclined"
81 know, but this twig is bent on
being girl, and we are inclined to
let it go at that"
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Thinos He Had Missed

"I never spent money as freely az
you do" said the young mans father.
Neither did l play football nor en-
gage in other hazardous amusements."
Its too bad" was the thoughtkess
reply, "but don't see why you should
tell me your troubles"
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Couldn't.

go home with your wife and settle
your troubles out of court"
mo. your honor, refuse to strike .
womani"
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04
Climatic Conversation.

"The weather is always convent
ent topic of conversation.
Il don't thtink SO. You are so often
compelled to think twice in order to
select polite phraseology"
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04

SOUTHERN IDAHO FARM BARGAIN
Improved. Irrigated. Per acre $3.50 cash, balanco
E505 annually, eight years. Good buildings, fenced.
IA acres fine level we'll drained SOIL old water rights.
close to railroad and town. $50 alfalfa and
grain Write for full description and Photographs.
WALTER BOOTH BELLHVUH, IDAHO
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CITY OE HhZIScAZ ARA6H
Photo by Underwood & Underwood

yxw XTENDING across the whole
IS of the Old World from Morocco
to Manchuria there runs great
belt of waste-land, a zone of
conn tr,r nor,nnncnd for tho M nOCf
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04

The measure of what we love and
admire is the measure Of our own
worth.-Dobson.
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04

A woman always fears she won't be
in time for the bargain sale.
The Winslow mail., 1911-03-04
Have to Pull Them In.

Have to Pull Them In.
EIa-There are just as good fish
in the sea-
Stella-But you have to have a pull
to land them.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13

working without fatigue and without
misunderstanding so long as the
moonlight lasted.
He was Just setting out with his last
load when, glancing skyward to see
how long the light would hold, he
caught a glimpse Of Cayley on the
wing. The sight occasioned him no
return-not even momentary-of the
old terror. He cursed a little because
he had not his rife with him; the sky
man soaring slowly and not very high,
presented a mark he could almost GER
tainly have hit.
1t was surprising, of course, to see
him alive, but Roscoe, in his present
state, never thought of looking to SUI
pernatural means to account for the
fact. Indeed, he was hardly more than
a moment in approximating the true ex-
PLANTATION. There might well be, he
supposed, up somewhere in the face
Of the cliff a cave, or shelter, Of which
he knew nothing, and easily access
sible to anyone who happened to pos
sess a flying machine.
Skirting the cliff and keeping well
in its shadow, he made his way with
his last load, back to his cave. Here
he spent a few minutes cleaning his
rife, making sure that the mechanism
Of the breech was working perfectly
and filling its magazine full Of car
tridges.
The moon was just setting, but the
sky was still bright enough to give
him a good hope Of making out Cay
ley's winged figure against 1t.
Roscoe squatted down in the lee Of
the great hummock of ice, surveyed
the heavens with keen, practised eyes
munching on a strip of dried walrus
meat which he had brought with hin
and waited very contentedly.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13
SYNOPSIS.

Philip Cayley, accused Of a crime OF
which he Is not guilty. resigns from the
army in disgrace and his affection for
his friend, Lieut.. Perry Hunter, turns to
hatred. Cayley seeks solitude, where he
perfects a flying machine. While soaring
over the Arctic regions, he picks UP a
curiously shaped stick he had seen in the
assassin's hand. Mounting again, he dis
covers a yacht anchored in the bay. De-
ecending near the steamer, he meets .
cir. on an Ice foe. He learns that the
girls name Is Jeanne Fielding and that
OF her father, Captain Fielding. an arctic
explorer. A party from the yacht is ma
King search ashore. After Cayley departs
S Staa, finds that he had dropped a Gu,
the surviving crew of his wrecked whaler
are In hiding on the coast. A giant ruff
nan named Roscoe. had murdered Field
plorer had revealed the location Of an
enormous ledge Of pure gold. Roscoe then
TOOK command Of the party. It develops
that the ruflan had committed the muir
70 capture the yacht and escape with a
Dig load Of gold. Jeanne tells Fanshaw,
owner OF the yacht. about the visit of the
sky,.man n shows him the stick left by
Eskimo throwing-stick, used to shoot
darts; Tom Fanshaw returns from the
searching party, with q sprained ankle:
Perry Hunter is found murdered and
Cayley is accused Of the crime but Jeanne
believes him innocent. A relief party goes
70 ind the s~earchers. Tom processes his
love for Jeanne. She rows ashore and
enters an abandoned hut, and there finds
her fathers diary, which discloses the ex
Piorer's suspicion of Roscoe. Tho ruff
a returns to the hut and sees Jeanne.
He Is intent on murder. when the sky
man swoops down and the ruffian fees.
Jeanne gives Cayley her fathers diary
90 read. The yacht disappears and Ros-
GOES plans to capture 1t are revealed.
Jeanne's only hope is in Cayley. The
seriousness of their situation becomes ap-
parent to Jeanne and the sky-man. Cay
ley kills a polar bear. Next he finds a
blue to the hiding place of the stores.
Roscoe Is about to attack the girl when
he IS sent fleeing in terror by the sight
OF the sky-man swooping down. Measures
are taken to fortify the hut. Cayley kills
g wounded polar bear and receives the
first intimation that Roscoe possesses
firearms. A f1ssure In the Ice Yields up
Hunters body and Roscoe, finding 1t, re-
moves the dead mans rifle. He discovers
that Cayley Is a human being and not a
spirit. The ruffan is baf1ed in his plan
to murder Cayley when the latter and
Jeanne take refuge in the ave where q
furious storm keeps them imprisoned.
They confess their love for each other
Cayley. resolving to seek the rufian and
Kill him, finds Roscoe's cave.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13

Der obtained fx.n. Tasmania were re-
duced to pulp and declared by ex-
perts In London to b. suitable for
making good paper, either for sta
tionery or printing purposes. The
waste timber Of the Tasmania saw
mills would be used for obtaining
wood alcohol, acetate Of lime and
aceteone by the destructive distilla-
ton of wood. Tests have already been
made of Tasmanian timber sent to
Canada. which yielded rather a high
er percentage Of alcohol and acid than
the Canadian maple and hemlocl, and
It was also somewhat richer In tar.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13


He had not long to wait. Long be-
fore the moon twilight had gone out
Of the sky he saw in 1t silhouetted
against 1t, the sight from which
he had once fed with such mad
terror-the broad expanse of the sky
mans wings.
Instead of firing, he scrambled up to
the top of the nearest ice hummock
and from there watched Cayley' fight
to his landing place.
He laughed aloud when he saw that
1t was not In the side of the cliff, as he
had feared, but quite at the crest of 1t
where 1t was as accessible to a man
who could climb a bit as to one with
| wings.
He did not move from his attitude
of strained attention, on the summit
of a little ice hill, until he saw a faint
glow of golden light diffusing itself
from the mouth of the tunnel that led
to the pilot house. Then, with that
queer shutting gait Of his, which was
neither walk o run, he began max
ing his way inshore, over the ice, to
ward the foot of the cliff.
Cayley's tunnel was not at right
angles to the crest, but bore off dag
onally westward. Roscoe had noted
this fact, and he figured 1t out from
the top of the promontory, which
formed the western boundary Of theil
strip Of beach, he should be able tt
command a view straight into the tun
mel. Also, there was at this point 6
precipitous trail up the cliff. No one
but Roscoe would, have called 1t 6
trail, but that was the way 1t existed
in his mind.
His calculation Of the angle of the
tunnel proved to be correct, for from
his newly-gained coign of vantage, he
could see straight into the pilot house
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13

times, and said that l ought to have an
operation. l would not listen to that,
and when a friend of my husband told
him about Lydia e. Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound and what it had done
for his wife, L was willing to take it.
Now 1 look the picture of health and
feel like it, too. / can do my own house.
work, hoe my garden, and milk a cow.
| can entertain company and enjoy
them. lean visit when I choose, and
walk as far as any ordinary woman,
any day in the month. I wish / could
talk toeYery sufferingwoman andgirl.",
Mrs. DEMA BETHUNE, Sikeston, Mo.
The most successful remedy in this
country for the cure of all forms Of
female complaints is Lydia E. Pink
hams Vegetable Compound.
It is more widely and successfully
used than any other remedy. 1t has
cured thousands of women who have
been troubled with displacements, in
fiammation, liberation, ibroid tumors,
Irregularities, periodic pains, backache,
that bearing down feeling, indigestion,
and nervous prostration, after all other
means had failed. Whydon't you tryite
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she was safe, he told himself. She
was armed with a heavy revolver, was
a good shot and had plenty of nerve.
She was in a place, the only avenue
Of access to which would give her a
tremendous advantage over any in
vader. So that, ever supposing the
worst-supposing that Roscoe's abb
sence were taken to mean that he had
gone to make an attack on the pilot
house, there could hardly be a doubt
that Jeanne would kill him.
His reasoning was all based on the
assumption that the pilot house vas
inaccessible to any wingless creature
except by way of the ice chimney.
Even now, when his fear for the girl
was amounting to a superstition of al
most irresistible intensity, it did not
occur to him to question that.
He steadied himself as best he could
and crouched down In the shelter of
the big rock to await Roscoe's return.
He had hardly settled himself here
when he saw something that made
him shake his head impatiently, and
swear a little. It was the winking
glow of an aurora borealis, off to the
north.
Cayley gazed at the spectacle unwill-
ingly, but still he gazed. And, some
how, though he fought the feeling des-
p%erately, it began to sun a per-
sonal significance to him-a signif-
canoe Of mockery. The whole sky was
quivering with vast, silent laughter.
Was it because he, with his fancied
%cleverness and daring in finding Ros-
GOES lair and waiting for his return to
it, was really doing precisely the thing
that Roscoe would have had him do?
Were those sky-witches laughing over
what was happening up at the pilot
house while he sat here and waitedl
No intelligence, no sane power OF
consecutive reasoning can resist this
sort Of thing definitely, and at last
Cayley's power of resistance came to
an end.
He sprang to his feet, at, last, drip
ping with sweat, in spite of the cold
caught up his bundled wings, ~unfurled
them and took the air with a rush
Once he had jerked himself aloft to g
height a little above the crest of the
cliff, 1t was hardly more than a mat
ter Of seconds before he came oppo
site the dome-like mound of snow
which covered the pilot house.
There was no light shining out Of
the tunnel entrance. But that was
as he had expected 1t to be. He made
it out easily enough; and in another
moment had alighted there.
"Jeanne!" he called.
1t was not the exertion Of flight, bu
a sudden intolerable apprehension tina
made him breathless. The word hat
halted a little in his throat. Exact
ly as he uttered 1t he saw down tn
tunnel, and in the pilot house itselt
: a tiny spark of fire, and heard tn
click Of steel against flint.
What the spark Illuminated wer
. the fingers of a gigantic, hairy hand
"Jeanne!" he called again, and nov
his voice came clear enough. Wait
: minute and Ill make a light for you.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1911-07-13

by mail, perhaps-if he should volun-
teer the opinion that the music OF
Beethoven is devoid Of merit; that the
banjo is more musical than the violin,
that "ragtime' is superior to the mu-
sic Of Edward Mcdowell, and that
music is not 10 much Of an art after
all?
The trouble with lay critics Is that
they mistake the completely Of the
physicians problem for inability on
the part Of the physician himself.
Doubtless medical men, as q class, are
about as intelligent and honest as any
other class Of experts. and It 10 the
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CHATTER xxi.
In the Pilot House.

Cayley had been right in assuming,
as he did in his conversation with
Jeanne, upon the subject, that Roscoe
and the other people of the Walrus
had never noticed the ice chimney, nor
suspected the existence Of the pilot
house upon the %cliff-head. Also, he
had followed correctly the track of
Roscoe's mind in the deduction that
the two latest castaways upon this
land-that is, Philip and Jeanne
must have persisted In the great storm
which began on the night when he
fired the hut, and continued for SO
many weeks that he, like them, lost
all trace of reckoning.
During the storm he had lived in
the cave, much as Philip and Jeanne
had lived in the pilot house on the
cliff; he had, that is to say, in some
purely automatic fashion, kept on ex
listing. The mere momentum OF a ma
ture mans vitality makes 1t hard for
him to die. But when the storm
abated and milder weather came, he
bestirred himself, as Cayley did, and
set about digging a tunnel of his own
through the great drift which had
blocked the entrance to his cave.
The next time the moon came up,
after he had completed the tunnel
from the cave, he set out down the
beach toward the ruins of the hut.
1t was not mere curiosity which
attracted him, nor any lurking fear,
but simply the hope Of making some
salvage from the w~reckage of the hut,
or possibly, from the bodies of his two
victims, in case he was lucky enough
to find them. He had no doubt at all
that they were dead.
His pleasure over the quantity and
condition of the stores he found IN
the ice cave compensated for bis
disappointment over not finding the
bodies of his two latest victims.
Evidently they had not ever at.
tempted TO use such shelter as the Ice
chamber afforded, for 1t showed nc
mark Of human habitation at all. They
had probably wandered outside and
died in one of the nearby drifts. Per
haps he would find them some day
For the present, however, the stores
occupied his whole attention.
Very methodically ne set to work
carving them on to his own cave
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al an ~avocation during leisure hours.
From him the writer learned that vac
cination is a crime; that a doctor who
administers calomel to a little child
deserves to be shot; that the germ orr
gin OF disease is more than doubtful;
that the medical profession has been
grossly remiss in not adopting hyp-
notisn into everyday practice, and
that medical ethics are an abomina-
ton on the face Of the earth.
In exchange for all this Information
the writer asked u ouestion-namely
What should be satd OF a MEDICAL man
who has never stuGlad mSTic-exccpt