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German Coffee Cake
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by MIS-. Janet NlCNenzIe f1III, Editor or
the Boston Cooking School Magazine.
There is no warm bread quite as appro-
pirate for Sunday morning breakfast as
German Coffee Cake, yet 1t is seldom made
by housewives who do not bake their own
bread. II X c double raise Baking Powder
is used 1t will be just as good as if raised
with yeast and it will have the further ad.
vantage Of being fresh and warm. Save
this recipe and try II next SUNDAY.
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have our cross and THIS VIII be hers.
Was he bent on making all destinies as
cruel as his own?
"He did kill the bo'sun, sure enough"
said old Tom. "And there amt enough
of us is positive the bo'sun had knife in
his hand at the time.'
"The Dane saw it," said Jewdler
eagerly.
Old Tom gloomed at lis reproachfully.
We wanted to cast him into the sea, but
we remembered in time that he was one
of the finest sailormen under the canopy
of heaven.
weren't you ever in love?" we whis-
pered to him mournfully.
"Love-ha!" said old Tom. He
squirmed in his singlet. The vast blue
night grew deeper over us, bearing musky
smells.
"Love-ha!"
We should loathe the memory of this
which should have been magic time for
sailors-to be under tow in such night
of stars. But this time the SAVIOR of COM
ing to land was lost. The yellow lights
were like eyes-the eyes of those hounds
of the law that were so soon to be set on
the great body of Spike and bring it down.
The ship was like dream ship stealing
into an enchanted harbor, betraying life
only in the watchful Goals of those pipes
along the topgallant rail.
AND now all was over. The town lay
fully revealed, shimmering, striking
animated golden points into the surface of
the harbor. We heard the roar of the
anchor-chain tumbling up out of it's iron
locker-a voice from the tug:
"Let 60. Give her forty fathom'
The immense black masts of the ship
moved slowly against the stars as she
swayed back on her chain.
There we were at last-quieted, after
four months. The very deck under us
seemed to have lost its spring. 1t was
ponderous, like rock-ledge to the soles
of our feet. Had those matches ever re-
sounded to the thump of weather seas?
Had Spike killed the bo'sun? Had we
actually seen that ill-omened man tilted
oversize with the shackles at his ankles?
Driven to it by sheer disbelief, we APP
preached the sail-locker. That ghastly
white iron wall intimidated us. The
wrath of Spike seemed to extend itself
out of that port with its poison; green
brass rim. We laid our cheeks against
the iron, whispering: Spike Spike
Then we heard the noise of his chains.
He was manacled at the wrists-tied to
ring in the wall.
Suddenly his face filed the port We
were shocked to see it. His eyes burned
on us, luminous, like an animals in the
dark. We shrank back, as if the chains
had sunk through to the soul and made
strange creature of him--less than man.
We were desperately ashamed of this
feeling, which in no way shook our loyalty
"We've dropped anchor, Spike" said
Jewdler.
"Ay," said Spike.
His voice was as still as the ship. Had
he actually spoken? We could hear water
dripping somewhere, and link or two
falling in Spikes chain.
Suddenly he murmured:
II have filed this chain. Can you get
the key to the locker? In Gods name
We had to confess that we had failed
Staring in, we heard him fall back and
say, in profound melancholy:
"I am dead man."
1t was actually like voice from the
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OIL the SectlOn-head-cOmlng down slowly
and weghtily, with the deliberation of an
incorruptible man whom nothing can
hasten and nothing can retard. Yes, we
had a mournful conviction that nothing
was to be hoped from that detestable old
fellow with his mind bent on Liverpool.
His heart had withered with his body.
He was as far from the tremors of youth
as if he had been born old.
What did he portend? OF course, if he
allowed the prisoner to escape, he must
escape with him, since there would be no
more peace on that ship. Well, what of it?
Couldn't the queer old codger get another
ship bound for Liverpool? WE'LL could he?
For twelve years he had been trying to do
just that Now, at last, the way was
plain. But if he let the prisoner escape
No, he would never do it. We felt that
he was as obdurate as the iron wall we
were leaning against.
WE were interrupted by the voice of
Spike floating through the port:
"Listen. That's the oars of the mission
boat!"
We heard the sound of oars approach
ing the ship.
at may be the harbor-master, num-
bled Jewdler.
NO. said Spike. "She is coming"
His voice died.
At this moment across the quiet decks
we heard the amused voice of the Old
Man calling over to the mate:
"Its the mission boat. Lower away
the accommodation steps
Affrighted, we fled away from that port.
The weight of tragedy was too heavy for
us. Yet nothing could prevent us from
pausing at the accommodation steps as
the mission folk came over with their
portable organ. -.~.
We saw the girl spring to the deck,
laughing, without assistance, and look
round her quickly. She knew the ship.
We shrank behind the rack of capstan-
bars to avoid her questioning eye.
AT this moment slight wind sprang
across the harbor, lifting the gray awning
on the poop, and bringing land fragrance
with it, which forever fixed the scene in
memory: the girl looking for her lover, in
vain.
1t was terrible to see her standing ex-
pectant in the waist of that great ship,
which seemed to be running over with
foul whispers of crime.
She sighed, twisted her hands together,
and followed the organ.
Jewdler and muttered together, seeing
that they had set down the organ within
a dozen feet of Spikes port. We crept
over. the hatch, wrggling on our bellies,
and',were in time to see her hang her hat
on an iron belaying-pin-the second from
the, brace-pins.
The hair crawled on our necks This
was the pin Spike had used to crush in the
skull of that bo'sun! We thought we
heard his chains clank again. Certainly
he must now be staring at her. The girl
stood with her hands folded, while the
organist offered prayer. Bitterly that
ship stood in need of prayer
1T was quiet. The crew of that old
Forensic were looming out of shadow
Their heavy arms hung down, they
twisted spun yarn in their fists. Then
she sang.
All was calm; you could fancy you
were dreaming. The brine crystals were
still sparkling in ridges on the deck, where
the seas had been falling down into that
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MAGAZINE SECTION for March 10, 1916

hearted, tied to a ring in an iron wall.
We We're afraid to creep there by night
and speak to him through the port. Was
he to die? A man who was in love to die?
To exchange the torment of the seas for
the black void of death? 1t was hard:
but very likely. The word of the skipper
would be law in that foreign court.
My heart filled with hatred of that old
man who held the keys of Spikes prison.
He was sitting on the after-hatch, forcing
the strands of great yellow hawser with
his teakwood fid. He was making ready
the bowline. His big, crusty fingers
moved with care. Many voyages he had
terminated thus, not counting them in his
life, since they did not lead to Liverpool.
In the hands of that old man the sug-
gestion of this huge rope was hideous.
My eye fell ON him again and again as l
played the ship through those giant seas.
That yellow shard of man held the keys,
held the destiny of Spike in the hollow of
his hand
ORDINARILY it's a calm and holy
business furlng the wings of the ship
as she is going into harbor. There is
touch of awe in what you do to her then;
as if you were stroking your good angel.
There's the exhilaration of relief, and GER
tain wild anticipations too, awakened by
land odors. 1t is lazy moment of hush
and speculation, and of unconscious re-
ligiOn; and the ship bears you away into
the dark heart of the unknown.
But this time we were struck with hor-
ror to see that dark coast rising before us.
The ship was funeral ship, straddled by
death and the black vengeance that old
Tom bore in his heart for Spike, our ship
mate. Even now we could hardly credit
the gloomy significance of this incarcera-
ton.
Little Jewdler and l, as we lay on the
upper topsai-yard, gazed hard at that
beacon throbbing through the dark gloom
of the night-this night so still, so vast,
SO full of spice. Once we had felt like
storm-ridden vikings; now we quailed-
the black water swarmed and seethed in
coils and chickering's of phosphorescence;
silver band of light streamed by un-
endingly at the water-line, throwing up
light of magic on the ships gray hull,
making her under-body soft and unsub-
stantial
All the while we heard the quiet voices
of the watch aft floating up to us, we saw
the Goals in their pipes CLEAN and fade,
like tiny beacons. We knew that they
were leaning about, asking one another in
throaty whispers who would stick to
ship where murder had been done.
Then we saw old Tom, sitting apart, in
his yellow singlet, nursing memories of
Liverpool in his heart of leather! We
heard him say to the mate, in calm tones:
There's a heavy dew falling. That
means shift of wind in this latitude"
We were filled with hate of his calm
voice. Lying with our chins on the round
of that wide hanging yard, we recreated
that starboard bo'sun only to do him to
death again.
And high over the Southern Cross we
saw swinging the red star that Spike had
given that mission girl for her own. AS
if it had been a spark from the fire in his
heart, it glowed deep.
Must be eight BELLS" said the appren-
tice.
He clambered down and struck it, As
we met again on the deck, the bo'sun
L "a
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"Swinging!" We writhed on the hatch,
little Jewdler and l. That word hissed
like snake; it whistled through the air
like bullet.
Suddenly we saw the Yank padding
after Tom in his bare feet, and we rolled
into the shadow of the hatch They
stopped within five feet of us. We saw
the teeth of that Yank shining against
his terrifying beard He had deep,
abrupt voice; his bold nose seemed to
forge at you like ram. But old Tom was
turned half away from him.
"Are you going to see man done to
death? You give us the key, and we will
see the man over the side all right, all
right"
Old Tom hung his two fists at his side,
and looked round him.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself
tempting an old man to desert his duty"
"Duty!' cried the Yank bitterly. why,
darn it, ther isn't no such word. l would
shed my blood to save that boy from the
rope
NO." said old Tom.
He sat down on the hatch, weighty and
incorruptible; putting out a cloud of
smoke. He seemed to be possessed by
some rigorous ideal of conduct, and to
peer down on us from some impregnable
rampant.
The Yank raised his shadowy white
arms and cursed. We saw his face glisten
with sweat as he lashed past us. Then
Jewdler rose up from the deck in front
of old Tom, and whispered to him:
IN NJ
What difference does it make whether you
stay by this hooker or not? You could
pretend you lost the key"
Old Tom leaned forward and said
huskily: "I'm watchman of the ship"
well, what of it if you are? Amt
there no other ships?"
"She's going to Liverpool, said old
Tom. "Ain't you heard the news? This
ship goes to Liverpool, and where she
goes l goes.
I LIVERPOOL! What hope was there of
shaking the resolution of that old man
whose withered heart was set on Liver
pool? He sat incoming at us, very stiff,
as if swathed in bandages-the old num-
my! What earthly difference did it make
WuSIc ic WdS. lliS WIG Ill IlNSIpOOl udu
probably deserted him. We thought
there was something exasperating and in
opportune in that old mans yearning to
see his wife again. Was it likely that he
had anything in common with that ardent
lover in the sail-locker?
"Tom, have you fed him to-night?'
whispered Jewdler.
"Ay," said Tom.
There he was close up in the dark; he
went through the motion of scratching
his ribs.
"How is he?"
"Why, comfortable, said Tom; "com-
Portable as an old shoe"
1t was too much to believe.
A puff of wind came in our faces with
that piercing land odor on it, and spice,
as it seemed, of sandalwood and sun
baked earth. Little Jewdler sighed des-
perately.
"He was going to get married, Tom,"
he said regretfully.
"Ay, that's right, said old Tom dense
ly. LET him marry
"He can't now," walled Jewdler.
"Theyll string him up
"Well, that's certain, too" said old
Evening star., 1916-03-19


Forensic were looming out of shadow
Their heavy arms hung down, they
twisted spun yarn in their fists. Then
she sang.
All was calm; you could fancy you
were dreaming. The brine crystals were
still sparkling in ridges on the deck, where
the seas had been falling down into that
corner not twenty hours back. Yes, at
that very spot we had struggled on the
braces with foam at our necks and that
dead bo'sun believing in our ears. How
could we believe in the actuality of that
slim girl singing there beside an organ?
Yet she was there. The pure line of her
cheek was sweetly drawn against the
great crooked rail of the starboard fence,
which cleaned red with blistered paint.
Had we, in truth, ever seen that huge
iron bulwark sinking in foam?
She ended her song.
Then, as the organist stood up to speak,
she deserted Jewdler and me lying on the
hatch, and came toward us with look Of
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Notice

Upon any citizens of the coun-
ty furnishing conclusive evil
dence to us, of the constable in
their district permitting unli-
censed dogs to run at large, we
will undertake to enforce the
penalty against such constable
for his failure to perform his
duty, as provided by the Act of
June 3rd, 1915, P. L. 791.
Commissioners of Indiana
County. H. R. Wiley, Clerk.
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How many State in the un-

D. How many State in the un-
ion9
R. 48.
D. When was the Declaration
of Independence signed9
R. July 4, 1776.
D. By whom was it writtenf
r. Thomas Jefferson.
D. Which is the capital of the
United StatesY
R. Washington.
D. By whom are they electedf
R. By the people.
D. For how long?
R. years.
D. How many representatives
are there? :.
R. 435. According to the pop
ulation one to every 211, 900, (the
ratio fixed by Congress after each
decennial census.
D. Which is the capital of the
state of Pennsylvania.
r. Harrisburg.
D. How many Senators has
each state in the United States
Senate?
r. Two.
D. Who are our U. S. Senator's !
R. Boise Penrose and George
T. Oliver.
D. For how long are they elect
ed?
R. 2 years.
D. Who is our Congressman
R. S. Taylor North.
d. How many electoral votes
has the state of Pennsylvania?
R. 38. 4
D. Who is the chief executive
of the state of Pennsylvania
R. The Governor.
D. For how long is he electedf
R. 4 years.
D. Who rs the Governor9
R.. Brumbaugh.
D. Do you believe in organized
government
r. Yes.
D. Are you opposed to organiz-
ed government
R. No.
D. Are you an anarchist?
r. No.
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ryn Hill, Miss Kathrine Huzzard,
Miss Sarah Jackson, Mr. c. c..
Johnson, Miss F. Madeline King,
Mr.. Leroy Lowmaster, Miss
Annie Malvak, Mrs. John Murph-
hey, Miss Laura McGraw, Mr..
Harry McQuown "a letters) Mrs.
Lewis Ranywld, Mrs. H. F. Ris-
niger, Mr.. Torranto Salvatore,
N. C. Shields, E. c. Thompson,
Mr.. Ned Walker, Mr.. t. l..
Williams.
When inquiring for letters in
this list please state that they
were advertised, giving date.
Harry w. Fee, P. M.
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List of Letters

Remaining uncalled for in the
Indiana office July 8, 1916:
Miss Kathleen Barley, Minnie
Boyer, Mr.. Samuel Blumon, Mr..
Charlie Carrel, Foster Conner,
Miss Fredrica Furman, Miss
Alice Garland, Miss Grace
George, Mrs. Sarah Gessler,
Hammond Asperox Works, Miss
Margaret Hamilton, Mrs. Cath
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Archduke Frederick and Gen.
Won Pflanzer from their COM
mands on the ground that they
were responsible for the Teuton
defeats in Galicia, says the
Agenzia NaXionale. Gen. Won
Pfanzer was in command of the
Austro-Hungarian troops that
were so decisively defeated in
Bukowina.
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D. What is an anarchist?
R. A person who does not be
ieve in organized government.
D. Are you bigamist or poll
gamist?
r. No.
D. What is bigamist or poly,
gamist?
R. One who believes in having
moru than one wife.
D. Do you belong to any secret
Society who teaches to diSbelieve
II organized government?
R. No.
D. Have you ever violated any
l.'Ws of the United States?
r. No.
D. Who makes the ordinances
for the City 7
R. The board of Aldermen.
D. Do you intend to remain
permanently in the .. S.?
r. Yes.
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The Aim Of the Foreign Language Papers
Of America

To HELP PRESERVE THE IDEALS AND SACRED TRAD
ITIONs OF THIS, OUR ADOPTED COUNTRY, THE UNITED
STATES OF AMERICA To REVERE ITS LAWS AND IN
sPIRE OTHERS TO OBEY THEM; To STRIVE UNCEAsING-
LY TO QUICKEN THE PUBLIC's SENSE OF CIVIC DUTY;
In ALL WAYS TO AID IN MAKING THIS COUNTRY GREAT
ER AND BETTER THAN FOUND IT.
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Of the United States?
R. President.
D. How long is the President
Of the United States elected?
R. 4 years.
D. Who takes the place of the
President in case he dies?
r. The Vice President.
D. What is his name?
R. Thomas R. Marshall.
D. By whom is the President of
the United States elected?
R. By the electors.
D. By whom are the electors
elcted? e
R. By the people.
D. Who makes the laws for the
state Of Pennsylvania.
r. The Legislature.
D. What does the Legislature
consist of?
r. Senate and Assembly.
D. Who is our Assemblyman?
R. Wilmer II. Wood.
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REPORTED THAT TWO
GENERALS HAVE BEEN
RELIEVED FROM DUTY

Rome, July 14-At a council
of war, presided over by the kai-
ser, it was decided to remove
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ings. The large ornamental
lamps at the sides are of solid
silver. The car has 'symetry
of line and a distinction of ap-
pearance which be-speaks the
fact that in its construction eX-
pense was the least object. The
draperies within the car are of
a beautiful Pearl Gray.
The purchase of this type car
by The H. H. Steving Company
is a further indication of the
progressiveness of the local es-
tabliShment.
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DOHlQHde G RISp0Ste per Di-
VeDiTe CitfQdid AneIicQDi

D. Have you read the Consti-
tuition of the United States?
r.. Yes.
D. What form of Government
is this9
r. Republic.
D. What is the Constitution of
the United States?
r. 1t is the fundamental law of
this country.
D. Who makes the laws of the
United StatesY
R. The Congress.
ID. What does Congress consist
off
R. Senate and House of Rep
resentatives.
D. Who is our State Senator'S
r. Theo. M. Kurtz.
D. Who is the chief executive
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The H. H. Steving Company,
Main street funeral directors,
have put into service a motor
driven funeral car that is de-
clared to be one of the hand
soonest made. 1t was secured
through the w. S. Anderson of
Pittsburgh, and made by the
Rock Falls Manufacturing Co.,
in Sterling Ill. 1t has a special
chassis 145 inches long. 1t is
beautifully finished in Pearl
Gray, with solid silver mount
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

three three baggers and won the bat offered by Pinney & Robinson for the first one.
 The most interesting thing of all, was the way little Dick Heflin deliv- cred the ball to big Chief Adams. lief lin broke the Valley league record for strike outs flaming IA batters. The record. was F. The Coyote played the fastest kind of ball during the whole game. Coach Osborne was so well pleased with the way they played that 'he invited the whole team to a big supper given at the "Y''.
 Glendale played good ball, but the Coyotes just out -classed them in every way. It might be stated that the game run along just as smooth as any game could he played. The umpires showed excellent wcrk in calling decisions during the game
 The next game to be played in
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13
INDIANS LOSE GAME
 ID STATE HOSPITAL

The state hospital team wrapped the Indian school scalps up in a little bundle yesterday afternoon and calmly walked home with them. Of course that is putting it rather strong, but just the same, the Hos pitalites did put it all over the Red skins 9n cracking good game of ball at the Indian school, to the tune of II to 3.
 The features of the game were Buffers base running and Smiths batting. There were three two base hits. Smith and Cooper each getting one in the fourth, and Butler glommed onto one in the sixth. Jackson was the proud possessor of a three bagger when the dust of the battle had cleared away.
 Following is summary of the
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

Phoenix will take place on Washing tons birthday, February p, when the Coyotes will clash with their older brothers the Alumni. The game is ex- pected to be the biggest game of the season and is looked forward to as the world series is in the east P. H. $. will journey to Mesa next Saturday for their third Valley league game.
 The box score:
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13
ACRE CITY BATTLES
 OUTLAW NINE TODAY

At the Polk street grounds this af- ternoOn a clash between the Acre City team and the famous Outlaw nine will be staged. The contest starting at o:30. Both teams have been playing tip-top ball lately. and a most inter- esting fight is promised.
 The Outlaws recently won a hotly contested series of games from the Maroon team winning the last game by the score of to 2
 TOday's game will be between two evenly matched hines. The batteries for the game will be Westfall and Westfall for the Outlaws and Miller and Seymore for the Acre City boys.
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returns were fast, deliberate and well placed.
 Marshall and Fickas backed up their partners well, although F'ickas lacked practice Miss Bovell and Miss Tufts are bound to be heard from in the
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13
WINS FIRST LEAGUE
 CAME 0F YEAR

Glendale met defeat in the ball game yesterday by a score of 15 to 8. The Coyotes outplayed the Sugar Kings the star first baseman for P. H. s. played wonderful game He knocked
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

tennis world and will give most any other girls team a good battle.
 In the mems doubles, Judson and Dr. Wilkinson defeated Marshall and F'ickas in two straight sets. Judson and Wilkinson made a unique team, as
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

both are tall and rangy and hard smashers at the net.
 William Fraser was substituted by Ed Marshall, who played a heady game.
 Next Saturday another match will ne shtaged and a good crowd is expected.
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13
TENNIS
 ONy. M. |. \. COURTS

One of the most spectacular eXhi- bitions of tennis in many day was seen at the Y. NJ. C. A. court yester- day afternoon. In the mixed doubles
 Ed Marshall and Miss Nell Tufts played Nell. Fickas and Miss Ada Bo- vells Each side won it's set and the third set was won by Marshall and Tufts. Miss Tufts and Miss Bovell played surprisingly good tennis. Their
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

While women, as the sage affirms,
 Has brains behind her forehead. She needs but two descriptive terms Cute" and "horrid.'
Arizona republican., 1916-02-13

Y Took right field in fifth. Marks took right field in sixth.
 Three base hits-Walters l, West fall, 3, Varney |; home runS&GOldberg T. sacrifice hitS-Seaman 2; stolen bases-Brittain ?, Heflin ?. Lyall 1, Adams l, c. Pitts 1, May ?, Betts l, Marks 1; strike outs-Heflin IA, Mill Ter ?, Grasse 3, May 2 hit by pitcher Walters. Lyall, Adams Luke, Forney, Betts, Narney; umpires-Cook and Lehman official scorer-Burtis Dor ris; attendance-400: time of game-2 hours.
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Hire a little salesman at The Re publican office.
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