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The Washington times., 1919-10-08

"F'riends-yes, in a way We are
that is, we are pleasant acquaint-
ances. But that does not mean that
would so far forget my sense OF
honor as to tell her something that
would injure the character OF an
innocent man. Oh, Aunt Adelaide,
don't you see what you have done?
You have started a story about
Smith, and Il may stick to him as
long as he is here. Walter Jeffer-
son Is just the sort OF man who
will be only two happy to repeat
that tale everywhere to anybody
who will listen to him. And, OF
course, everybody will listen. Oh"
passiOnately. "how could your"
Peace Once More.
Mrs. Duffeld tried to speak with
dignity. 'Desiree, think you for
get yourself when you say such
things to me! I hope, in spite OF
your suggestions to the contrary,
that have as keen a sense OF honor
as yourself. 1 am surprised at
you"
Her voice broke and tears came
to her eyes. In an instant Desiree
was at her side and her arms were
about her aunt's waist.
Il beg your pardon, auntie," she
said COntritely, Il forgot myself, as
you say. 1 did not mean to speak
so Vehemently. Only"-Wfth a lit
tie culver in her voice-"it does
seem a bit hard on Smith that such
a story should be connected with
him. And, you know, Helen is very
indiscreet. So is Walter Jefferson.
Helen would not willingly harm a
ny. Walter would, iF'-with an
hysterical giggIe-''he happened to
dislike the hy. And he disIikes
Smith"
We'll. dear, I win call Helen up
and tell her the truth about the
matter" Mrs. DuRield began.
''No-nO-please, auntie, say no
more about II to anyone" Desiree
begged. She feared that her aunt's
zeal would make a bad matter
worse. Il will see Helen before
long and explain about IL myself.
AS TO Walter Jefferson-I suppose he
cannot really harm Smith. And II
he does-Why"- a little catch
in her breath-'it can't be helped
that's all"
mo, dear" her aunt agreed, at
can't be helped. II is too bad. but
you must remember that Smith is
just a chauffeur. after all. And"--
She stopped abruptly. her tardy
discretion reminding her that De-
stree did not know that the chauf-
feurs real name was not Smith"
(TO be COntinued.D
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
By David Cory.

TIE next morning the good
ship came in sight OF an old
- seaport. The harbOr was
very safe, for a tail white light
house stood upon the rocks to
guide the sailors. and bellbuoys
clanked their solemn warning to
keep away from the dangerous
reefs. In the distance rose a church
spire, and near II stood a little red
schoolhouse with a fag flying In
the breeze. Down on the wharf ran
a low row OF buildings. worn and
battered, where the old sailors
lounged and told stories OF their
early days,
Pretty soon the good ship came
about, and with her silken sails
Mapping in the wind, drifted up to
the dock.
Make fast" shouted the captain.
The four and twenty little sailor
mice jumped nimbly on the dock,
and ia a few minutes made the silk
ropes fast to the posts. Then the
good ship came to a standstin, and
the gangplank was lowered.
"All ashore that's going ashOre!"
quacked the captain.
"Oh. Captain Duck" cried Puss,
r., 1--WE don't have to land. do Wc?'
NO" replied the Duck. ",But you
may go ashore for a little while II
you wish. We don't sail for two
hours"
IAN rightr' replied Pusa- TIL
take a run on the grass" and he
walked down the gangplank across
The Washington times., 1919-10-08

w YHEN Mrs Gertrude Mcdonald
w was shot and fatally
wounded by her husband,
Edward Mcdonald, alias George A
Gillette, in the corridor Of the fifth
door Of the Colorado building here
on May "a. 1911, Washington for
many months watched the devel-
opment OF one Of the most cOmpli-
Gated Staying cases in its history.
Mrs. Mcdonald was shot three
times. She was taken to Emergency
Hoepftal, where she died a short
time later. When taken into Gus
todv the husband was standing
over the body Of his wife, revolver
in hand. He declined to reveal his
identity, but his name was learned
through q sister of Mrs. Mcdonald,
who was in the building at the
time.
when the sister told Policeman
". J. Creamer, who was holding
Mcdonald, Of his name, the wife
slayer made an attempt to break
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
road Scarfs the Mode for Cold Weather
80 Says Good Housekeeping, an Author
ity on Matters of Dress and
the Household.

For the yOung girl or for tailored
srear, the short scarf Oitb one end
thrust through a slit tOW again be the
mode. Such a scarf is equally pretty in
seal, mole or squirrel, as illustrated IN
the centre. To the left is a cIOse-Jftting
corsqge of other fur and a skirt of gray
sOooI topped By a gray felt hat, and to
the right hat of broWn VeIVet in a neW
shape. 1t Is turned up SquGreIg IN front
and trimmed aOitb an GWdGciOuS bit Of
brOWn feather.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
BOOKS
For Juvenile Readers.

AfARGERY MORRIs-BIAsCOT. BY
Violet Gordon Gray. illustrated.
Philadelphia. Penn Publishing Com
pany,
ms Is the second in a series Il
books advertised as being written
for girls from ten to thirteen years
Of age. Margcry resides in a quaint
Quaker town In New Jersey. At
an early age she determines on a
career and decides to become a
mascot and bring good luck and
happiness to every one about her.
However, this turns out to be not
quite 80 simple as she thought.
Some OF her efforts result IN ludi-
crous mistakes, others IN misUnder-
standings, resulting in embaTrass-
ment 20 MaFgcFy. She sticks to her
resolve, nevertheless, and plays the
game out TO a successful finish.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
The Rhyrning
Optinnist
By Aline MichasIia

GONE fellows want q fortune ana
y some others want a crown,
some long to roam q foreign
strand, some ask q house IN town.
Still others don't concern their beana
with wants 50 high and vain; they
only ask some mustard greens, q
shelter from the rain. But carr
not for one OF these; in fact, from
all I turn; choose no life OF gilded
ease and mustard greens I spuFh.
Yet, 7 confess have one hope. one
dream I'll not resign; there's one
career for which I hope, weep daily
quarts OF brine. I long 70 be the
hero guy we see upon the screen
who makes all maidens pine and
sigh and turns all fellows green
They envy him his happy lot, his
strength and his physique: they'd
like to bean him on the spot and
knock him out a week. He llckB
the villain with one hand, although
the screen fan notes said villain
wears a dagger and q large six
shooter totes. He always hnds the
missing will. he lifts the mortgage,
too: and folk all know they'll get .
thrill when he heaves into view. 10
is his daily chore 70 save some
troubled damossI, and, tho the VIZ
lain rip and rave, he does the job up
we'll. n he should stick a burning
brand in kegs OF dynamite thers'd
be no fear in movieland but that
he'd be all right. But not for rea-
sons I've reviewed ask 7 the hsro's
part; Ilong TO win fair Ermyntruds
and clasp her 70 my heart. That's
really why I thusly pine some day
this part 70 play, 50 I may kiss the
rlaid divine there In the fadeaway-
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
Making Sure.

An ostler was sent to the stable to
bring out a travellers horse. Not
knowing which Of the two horses
in the stable belonged 20 the travel
ero he saddled both animals and
brought them 70 the door. The
traveller pointed out his own horse
saying, That's my nag" Certain
ly. your honor, I know that very
well; but 7 didn't know which was
the other gentleman'sT"
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
Legitimate Sport.

An anxious sportsman, his gun
under his arm, was wandering down
q country lane when he met a small
boy making for school It say, my
boy" he remarked, lis these any
thing 70 shoot down there?" The
boy looked around for a moment
and then answered with eagerness,
lay, there's the skulemaister comm
over the hillg'
The Washington times., 1919-10-08

7 an giving tested recipes 6or
the ham cr0quettes and tlmbalss.
TO one and three-quartsr cuns
Of chopped cooked ham fths
amount win vary according to the
number Of persons 70 be servedl.
salt and pepper to season, a tea
spoon Of lemon juice. few drops
OF onion juice and a cup of Thick
White sauce. Mix In the order
given Cool, shape, crumb and
Try in deep tat. Drain thor
oughly.
For the timbaIes. take tive
tablespoons Of butter, a half cur
OF stale bread crumbs, two-thirdr
cup Of milk, one cup chopped.
cooked ham, two eggs, salt ana
pepper to taste. Melt the butter.
add bread crumbs and milk and
cook i've minutes. stirring con-
stantly. Add ham and the errs.
slightly beaten. Season and make
into buttered individual moIda.
the molds TO be tWo-thfrda FUN.
set in pan Of hot water. Cover
with buttered paper and bake
twenty minutes. IL you like, you
may serve Bechamel sauce with
these, although the sauce e not
necessary.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08

contributions are already begin
ming % come IN and I hasten 10 Sc
lect the best suggestions to pass on.
So Tar, emhpasis is being laid On
home baking and home preserving
and I believe these women vhoro
letters follow are quite right for
whereas Il seems just as cheap -
buy bakers food, Il Is a fact that
homemade stun seems TO 60 fur
ther.
Mrs. +. Il. s. writes:
DO All my own canning of fruits
and vegetables and also az lof tha
cooking. Never bought a can of pre-
pared food that could prepare az
home. do all Of my oWn bakinr,
and figured that can do it at one
half the cost OF buying an of ie
lt bought all my bread for month
it would amount 70 $50, while
when bake it myself the cost Va
ries from $3-25 to S3-T5 a month.
do all my own sewing and have
good success at it. For myself ree
pattern % ht and then proceed
with directions. ] learned % aaw
since married. 7 intend to make
me a new dress Of a used wool
dress and combine 90 with crepe da
chine. The dress win cost me s..
and III havea new dress for fan.
don't hire any help unless O.
case Of sickness, but I get an tha
labor-saVing machines we can az
ford and pay for them Instead of
paying wages, as girls only stay a.
long as they are paid, while when
once paid for, machines are yours
as long as you can use them.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08

Mrs C. s. agrees with Gha writes.
Her letter follows:
It's necessary now 20 % moro
houseWorks not buy everything
ready Every bit helps W0man'n
work IS worth just as much more
now as mans. Where you saved
so cents it's worth 81 now. It's er-
roneous to think you can't save by
baking. attribute my children's
good health to the fact that they
were raised on home cooking and
baking. Canning Is a great saw
ing. Needn't be the most expensive
fruit Wait till you think vegetables
are as cheap as they viii get Ie
has always paid as to put in our
potatoes for the winter. They
seldom get cheaper than they are
in fall Coal ought to be put IN in
fall This buying in little dabn
doesn't pay. And what a comfort
to look toward winter with your
basement filed with fuel and
vegetables. In case Of sickness.
how much easier you'u have f.
This hand to mouth business isn5t
profitable. Any man with 500 sal
ary can do this, provided his wife
helps him. BY looking ahead a
good deal can be done toward thig.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08

a piece OF charcoal put into
water in which onions. cabbage ana
greens are being boiled viii prevent
the disagrecable odor that generally
pervadeS the air.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
Little Tricks in Trade
of Household Economies
By Washington Women

epollc0 reserves. In fact I think
everyone IS rather looking forward
20 the serving of the other hrlE
Since One-half cost S1oo. you SEQ
IL provided meat for four meal1--a
cost OF 30 cents q meal fos meat
for three persons.
Perhaps some Of the readers are
thinking this % an awful dose 81
ham, but warned you, you ramem-
Der, that it would be futile 90 read
further unless you were devoted %
the Hucculent ham in All It's ranld-
cations.
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
The Love Gambler
A NEW SERIAL BY A FAMOUS WRITER
Desiree Explains to Her Aunt About
the Pendant and Gets a
New Shock
brOUn feather.
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER


Of ShOrtst
The Washington times., 1919-10-08
Beatrice Fairfax Writes
Of Problems in Life and
Love for Times Readers

An invalid with the most fragile
tenure on life, Mrs. Browning was
loved as few women are loved In
this sorry old wOrld-and that love
came, too, as yours may come,
after she had come to think that
such. an experience was not Tor
her.
What We DO.
This is a fact which few people
realize. It is not what people do
for us which makes US love them.
It is what we do for them-hcw
much Of ourselves we give to them.
I have always noticed that tha
more a man does for a woman
the more he seems to care for her.
That is the explanation Of some
thing that in almost every neigh
borhOOd seems ineXplicable.
We see IL every day-a strong
healthy woman who waits on her
husband. hand and foot and elicits
only a Erudging return. And just
around the corner is an invalid
wife. perhaps, to whom her hus-
band gives the greatest devotion
and surrounds with the most
painstaking care.
One Of the most beautiful Of lat
ter day romances is that OF the
martyred President Mckinley and
his idolized invalid wife. Ills de-
votion to her was one or the finest
things in the mans life and Cne OF
the things which always brought
forth the greatest admiration for
bim.
Mrs. Mckinley, as hear the
story, suffered an injury to her
spine, following the birth Of a
child. She became practically help
less. remember a Well-knoWn
newspaperman telling me Of wit
Messing an example Of the eX-Presi-
dents devotion.
The neWspapeTman was then
cub reporter. He was assigned TO
interview Mckinley when that i'm
pOrtant individual arrived at the
railway station.
And this young reporter relates
that his first sight OF the man was
as he carried his invalid wife into
the railroad station and made her
comfortable.
All Had To wait.
Reception committee, political
leaders, reporters-au and sundry-
stood aside and waited while the
great man did what TO him was
greater than anything in E!s pub
lie life-the ministering to his wife's
comfort.
And when friends rushed to his
side that ill-fated day after the as
sassin's bullet had found its mark,
his first spoken word was Of that
dearly beloved wife-an admonitiOn
not to let the news that he had
been shotreach her ears
Even as the man died his last
thought was to spare her the great
grief he knew his end would cause.
So, little girl with the heavy
heart, your beaUL may not be as
numerous as those OF the girls about
you. You may not be the OjeCt Of
as many passing fancies, but If you
keep the dear, sweet disposition 50
evident IN that letter OF yours and
make the best and most Of your
self meanwhile, have the feeling
that love will come some day-a real
love, really worth while,
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-30
CHAPTER XVIII.
Home AGAIN.

Twelve months works many a
change on a changing frontier. Hazel
found this so. When she came to plan
her route she found the G. I. P. bridg-
ing the last gap In a transcontinental
system, its trains w%estbound already
within striking distance of Fort
George. She could board q sleeping
car at Granville and detrain within a
hundred miles Of the ancient trading
post-w!th a fast river boat to carry
her the remaining distance.
Fort George doomed up a julnbled
area of houses and tents, log buildings,
frame structures yellow in their new
ness, strangers to paint as yet. On
every hand others stood in varying
stages Of erection. Folks hurried
about the sturdy beginning Of a fu-
ture greatness. And as she left the
boat and followed q new-laid walk
of planks toward a hotel, Jake Lauer
stepped out of a. store, squarely into
her path.
His round face lit up with a smile
of recognition. And Hazel. fresh from
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-30

the board. If to face gayly a land
she dreaded were the price of easing
his heartache-and her own-that
price she would pay, and pay with a
grace but lately learned.
She lay down on the lounge again.
The old pains were back. And az she
endured, a sudden startling thought
mashed across her mind. A POSSIBLE
1tyNyes. She hurried to dress, won
dering why it had not before occurred
to her, and, phoning up a taxi, rolled
downtown to the Office of Doctor Hart.
An hour or so later she returned. A
picture of her man stood on the man.
tel. She took 1t down and stared at it
with q tremulous smile.
"Oh, Billy-boy, Billy-boy, I wish you
Knew" she whispered. "But I was
coming, anyway, Bill"
That evening, stirring about her
preparations for the journey, she
paused, and wondered why, for the
first time since Bill left, she felt so
utterly at peace.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-30

IL the days dragged and the greafS
lone land seemed to close in and pres6
in%exorably upon her, she would have
to be patient, very patient.
Jake a held up, waiting for SUN
plies. Fort George suffered a sug1r;
famine. Two days later the belatsd
freight arrived. He loaded his wagon
a ton of goods for himself, a like
weight Of Hazel's supplies and bet
longings. A goodly load, but he drave
out Of Fort George with four Strap
ping bays arching their powerful
necks, and champing on the bit.
"Four days We will make 1t by DEF
ranch" Jake chuckled. "Mit der mule
und Gretchen, der COW, Won week II
take me, NIT half der Loaf"
Four altogether pleasant and salts
flying days they were to Hazel. Tha
worst Of the fly pests were vanished
for the season. A crisp touch Of frost
sharpened the night winds. Indian
summer hung its mellow haze over ths
land. The clean, pungent air that stft
ed through the forests seemed doub1y
sweet after the vitiated atmosphere OF
town. Fresh from a gridiron Of dusty
streets and stone pavements, and but
stepped, as n might say, from days
of Imprisonment in the narrow con-
fines of a railway coach, she drank the
whey air in hungry gulps, and joye&
In the soft yielding Of the turf be-
meath her feet, the fern and peavfna
carpet of the forest floor.
1t was her pleasure at night to sleep
as she and Bill had slept, with her face
barred to the stars. She would draw
her bed a little aside from the camp
fire and from the low %seclusion Of q.
thicket lie watching the nimble flames.
at their merry dance, smiling lazily at
the grotesque shadows cast by Jake
and his frau as they moved about the
blaze. And she would wake in the
morning clear-headed, alert, grateful
for the pleasant woodland smells
arising wholesomely from the fecund.
bosom of the earth.
Lauer pulled up before his own cab
in at mid-afternoon of the fourth day.
HIS o"l otull, anu uiOVe IU
his neighbours with the rest.
"Ill walk back after a little" Hazel
told him, when he had piled her goods
in one corner of the kitchen.
The rattle of the wagon died away.
She was alone-at home. Her eyes
filled as she roved restlessly from
kitchen to ~living-room and on into the
bedroom at the end. Bill had I'M
packed. The rugs were down, the
books slowed in familiar disarray up
on their shelves, the bedding spread In
semi-disorder where he had last slept
and gone away without troubling to
smooth it out in housewifely fashion.
She came back to the living-room
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-30

of Recognition.
the long and lonesome journey, was
equally glad to set eyes on a familiar,
u genuinely friendly face.
II am pleased to welcome you back
to Colts country, Mrs. Vagstaff." he
said. "Und let me carry dot sud case
alretty.".
They walked two blocks to the
Kings hotel, where Lauer's family
was housed. He was in for supplies,
he told her, and, of course, his wife
and children accompanied him.
Not dat Gredda ISIS afraid. She ISIS
so goot a man as l on der ranch ven I
am gone" he explained. But for dem
it ISIS a change. Und I bring by der
town a v%aigonloat off bobadoes. BY
Gosh, dem bobadoes ISIS sell high"
1t flashed into Hazel's mind that
here was a ~heayen-sent opportunity to
reach the cabin without facing that
hundred miles in the company of
chance-hired strangers. But she did
not breach the subject at once. In
stead she asked eagerly of Bill. Lauer
told her that Bill had tarried a few
days at the cabin. and then struck out
alone for the mines. And he had not
said when he would be back.
Mrs. Lauer, unchanged from a year
earlier, welcomed her with pleased
friendliness. And Jake left the two
Of them and the chubby kiddies in the
Kings Office while he betook himself
about his business. Hazel hailed his
wife and the children to her DON as
soon as one IA assigned to her. And
there, almost before she knew 1t, she
was murmuring brokenly her story in
to an ear that listened with sympathy
and understanding. Only a woman
an grasp some OF a wolnan's needs.
Gretta Lauer patted Hazel's shoulder
with a motherly hand, and bade her
cheer up.
Homes the place for you, dear"
she said, s%n,ilingly. "You just come
right along with rs. Your man will
come quick enough when he gets
word. And well take good care of you
III Tue IlletittliuS. ILL.,, L III all cASltSu
over it. It's the finest thing could hap
pen for you both. Take 1t from me,
dearie, l know. We've had our trou-
bies, Jake and /. And, seeing I'm only
six months short Of being a graduate
nurse, you needn't fear. Well, well!"
"Ill need to have food hauled in"
Hazel reflected. And some things ]
brought with me. | wish Bill were
here. I'm afraid III be a lot of both
err. Won't you be heavily loaded, as 1t
is?"
She recalled swiftly the odd, make
shift team that Lauer depended OH
the mule, %lop-eared and solemn, "und
Gretchen, der cow" She had cash
and drafts for over three thousand dol
lars on her person. She wondered II
It would offend the sturdy indenrnd-
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-01-30

"Your outing must have been pleasant,
to hold you so long,"
"It would have held ME longer"
Vest returned, "if I didn't have to he
in touch with my market. / could live
quite happily on my island eight
months in the year. But one can't get
people to come several hundred miles
to a sitting. And l feel inclined to ac-
quire a living income while my vogue
lasts"
you're rather a wilderness lover,
aren't yOu?" Hazel commented. ~
don't think you'd love it az dearly II
YOU were buried alive In it."
THAT would ali depend on the cir.
cumstances." Vesta replied. "One es-
capes many disheartening things IN n
country that Is still comparatively
primitive. The continual grind OF
keeping ones end up In town gets
terribly wearlsome. I'm always glad
to 60 to the woOds, and sorry when |
have to leave. But | suppose MS large
T.. Il, ,n ,niu, ", ,'i'''''"
Weekly journal-miner., 1919-07-16
COALSHORTAGE|S SURE, MANNING
 WARNS J. 5.

WASHINGTON, July l4-That
 the United States may be called upon to make up an alarming coal short
 age in Europe, due in part to what
 may amount to the destruction of
 England's great export coal trade through labor difficulties. is indicat- ed by report just made to Director Van H. Manning of the bureau of mines, department of the interior, by George s. Rice, chief mining engineer of the bureau.
 MT. Rice, member of a commission from this country to Europe to in vestigate mining conditions, has just returned to Washington after a sev- eral months visit and with a gloomy outlook for the entire coal situation of Europe.
 Perhaps the most serious changes in the coal problem are taking place in Great Britain, which has always been the greatest coal exporting na- tion in the world" said Mir. Rice With a production of 287, 100000 tons in 1913, the last pre-year war, she exported 100000 tons to coun- tries that were in dire need of coal
 The startling changes in the after war period are based on the coming award of the coal industry commis- sion, a parliamentary committee, the report of which goes into effect July l6. and which reduces the hours of labor from eight to seven hours, and subject to the economic position of the industry at the end of 1920. the hours of labor to be reduced to six" In discussing the effect of this, Mr. Rice quotes Sir Auckland Geddes as calling to the attention of the house of commons that during the next year, under this award, the produc ton of coal will be lessened by 70.- 100000 tons, practically England's export trade. and that the reduced output and increase of wages will cost $l.O6 more per ton