The Oregon mist., November 22, 1912, Image 6

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COfiYicr 9so sr oojjj swrYU t on
YNOP8IS.
Th story eptn a Lone Istaod naar
Nw York city, where MIm Emily
r'franch. a relative ot Ethan FTranoh.
manufacturer of th celebrated 'Mtr
cury" automobile, loeae har way. The
car has stopped an1 her cousin, Dick
Ffrench. la loo muddled with drink to
lrct It aright. They meet another car
which ta run by a profeaetonal racer
nuwl Latran-o. The latter flirt up
tha Ffranch car and direct alias k'traoch
hew ta proceed homeward.
CHAPTER II.
It was a builne consultation that
vii being held In Mr. Ffrench'S flralit
library. In spite of the preence of
tea table and gie young; girl behind It
A consultation between the two part
ner who composed the Mercury Au
tomoblle company, of whom the lesser
was speaking with a certain anecdotal
weight.
"And he said he was losing too
inach time on the turns; so the next
round he took the bend at 72 miles
an hour. He went over, of course.
The third car we've lost this year; I'm
glad the season's closed."
Emily Ffrench. gave an exclamation,
her velvet eyea widening behind their
black lashes.
"But the driver! was the poor
driver hurt. Mr. Bailey?"
"He wasn't killed. Miss Emily," an
swered Bailey, with a tinge of pensive
regret. He was a large, ruddy, white
haired man, with the slow and care
ful habit of speech sometimes found
In those who lire much with massive
machinery. "No, he wasn't killed; he's
In the hospital. But he wrecked a
good a car as ever was built, through
sheer foolishness. It costs money."
Mr. Ffrench responded to the Indi
rect appeal with more than usual Irri
tation, his level gray eyebrows con
tracting. "We ought to have better drivers.
Why do yon not get better men. Bai
ley T Tou wanted to go Into this rac
ing business; you said the cars seed
ed advertising. My brother always at
tended to that side of the factory af
fairs while he lived, with you as his
manager. Now It is altogether In your
hands. Why do yon not find a proper
driver r
"Perhaps my hands are not nsed
to holding so much," mused Bailey un
resentfully. "A man might be a good
manager, maybe, and weak as a part
ner. It isn't the same Job. But a
first-class driver Isn't easy to get, Mr.
Fffanoli TIiam'i riulm a . V 11 1 ,. mnA
- George tied up with another company,
and Dorian retired, all this last sea
son; and we don't want a foreigner.
There's only one man I like "
"Well, get him. Pay him enough."
Bailey hunched himself together
.together and crossed his legs.
"Tea, sir. He's beaten our cars
nd others every race lately, with
poorer machines, just by sheer pretty
driving. He drives fast, yet he don't
knock out his car. But there's a lot
after him there's Just one way we
could get him, and get him for keeps."
"And that?"
"He's ambitious. He wants to get
(nl mm .tMno nn,. ll,t .V... ...
lng. If we offered to make him man
ager, he'd come and put some new
Ideas, maybe. Into the factory, and
race our cars wherever we chose to
enter them. I know him pretty well."
The proposition was advanced tenta
tively, with the hesitation of one ven
turing In unknown places. But Ethan
Ffrench said nothing, his gray eyes
tied on the hearth.
"He understands motor construc
tion and designing, and he's been with
big foreign firms," Bailey resumed,
after waiting. "He'd be useful around;
. I can't be everywhere. What he'd do
for us In racing would help a whole
lot It's very well to make a fine
standard car, but It needs advertising
to keep people remembering. And
men like to say 'my machine Is the
same as Lestrange won the cup race
with.' They like It."
"I don't know," said Mr. Ffrench
slowly, "that It Is dignified for the
manager of the Mercury factory to
be a racing driver."
"The Christine cars are driven by
the son of the man who makes them,"
was the response. "Some drive their
own."
"The son of the man who makes
them," repeated the other. He turned
his face still more to the quivering
fire, his always severe expression
hardening strangely and bitterly. "The
son "
The girl rose to draw the crimson
curtains before the windows and to
push an electric switch, filling the
room with a subdued glow In place of
the late afternoon grayness. Her deli
cate -face, as she regarded her uncle,
revealed most strongly Its characteris
tic over-earnestness and a sensitive
reflection of the moods of those
around her. Emily Ffrench's child
hood had been passed In a Canadian
convent, and something of Its mysti
cism clung about her. As the cheer
ful change she had wrought flashed
over the room, Mr. Ffrench held out
bis .'hand In a gesture of summons, so
that she came across to sit on the
broad arm of his chair during the rest
of the conference, ber soft gaze rest
ing on the third member.
"My adopted son and nephew hav
ing no such talents, we must do the
best we can," Mr. French stated, with
bis most precise coldness. "Being
well born and well bred, he has no
taste for a mechanic's labor or for cir
cus performances with automobiles In
public. Who Is your man, Bailey?"
"Lestrange, sir. You must have
benrd of him often."
"I never read racing news."
"I read ours," said Bailey darkly
"We've been licked often enough by
Him. And he's straight he's one of
the few men who'll stop at the grand
stand and lose time reporting a smash-
up and sending help around. Every
(nan on the track likes Darling La
"Like whom?"
Ballay flushed brick red.
"I dldnt mean to call him that He
signs himself D. Lestrange, and some
of them started reading It Darling.
Joking because he was such a favorite
and because they liked him anyhow.
It's Just a nickname."
Emily laughed out Involuntarily, sur
prised. "I beg pardon," she at once a polo
gtied, "but It sounded so frivolous."
"If you try this man, you had bet
ter keep that nickname out of the fac
tory," Mr. Ffrench advised stiffly.
"What respect could the workmen feel
for a manager with such a title? If
possible, you would do well to pre
vent them from recognizing him as
the racing driver."
Bailey, who had risen at the chime
of a clock, halted amaxed.
"Respect for him!" he echoed. "Not
recognise hlmt Why, there Isn't a
man on the place who wouldn't give
his ears to be seen on the same side
of the street with Lestrange, let alone
to work under him. Tbey do read the
racing news. That part of It will be
all right. If I can have him."
"If It is neoesary "
"I think It is, sir."
Emily moved slightly, pushing back
her yellow-brown curls under the rib
bon that banded them. On a sudden
Impulse her uncle looked up at her.
"What Is your opinion?" he ques
tioned. "If Dick had been listening I
should have asked his. and I fancy
yours Is fully as valuable. Come, shall
we have this racing manager?"
Astonished, she looked from her
nncle to the other man. And per
haps It was the real anxiety and sus
pense of Bailey's expression that drew
her quick reply.
"Let us, uncle. Since we need him,
let us have him."
"Very well." said Mr. Ffrench. "You
hear. Bailey."
There was a long silence after the
Junior partner's withdrawal.
"Come where I can see yon, Em-
termtned gray ens met, and SO fa
te ained.
"Tou. and your husband. Are vol
going to marry a man who caa take
my place In this business, la the fac
tory and the model village my brother
and I built around It; a man whose
name will be lit to Join with ours and
so In a fashion preserve It here? Will
you wait until such a one Is found
and will you aid me to find him? Or
will you too follow selfish. Idle fan
cies of your own?"
"No!" she auswered, quite pale. "I
would not do that! I will try to help."
"You will take up the work the men
of your name refuse, you will provide
a substitute for them?"
Her earnestness sprang to meet bis
strength of will, she leaned nearer In
ber enthusiasm of self abnegation,
scarcely understood.
"I will find a substitute or accept
yours. I. Indoed I will try not to fall."
It was characteristic t'.iat he offered
neither praise nor caress.
"You have relieved my mind," said
Ethan Ffrench. and turned his face
once more to the fire.
CHAPTER III.
GOOD SUBSTITUTE FOR MEAT j WHERE THEJVORLD LAG3
It was October when the consulta
tion was held In the library of the
old Ffrench house on the Hudson;
December was verv near on the sunny
morning that Emily drove out to the ! 1 rv
factory and sought Bailey In bis of
fice.
Will Be Appreciated, as a Change, by
Those Who Are Not Strict
Vegetarians.
This dish calls for two cupfuls of;
thoroughly bolVd cold barley, one cup.,
ful of finely ground roasted peanuts,
nt in. Iirua.t crumbs, one
teaspoonfu! of salt aud one saltspoon
ful of white pepper or paprika, one
stick of celery, two tablepoonfu!s of
olive oil or three of butter, four tableJ
spoonfuls of browned flour, one large
onion, and vegetables stock or water.
Make a brown sauce of the oil.
flour, and vcgotuMe stock to thin to
the consistency of thick cream sauce.
Chop the onion flue and simmer It
Ave minutes In a tablespoouful of but
tr, then stir In the barley, then the
peanuts and bread crumbs mixed to
gether with the salt, pepper, and cel
ery. Add the hot brown sauoe (left
over gravy may be used for this).
Mold Into a loaf, mixing all Ingredi
ents well. Grease a roasting pan,
place the loaf In It and cook In a hot
oven ten minutes; then ad J a tablo
spoonful of butter melted In a cupful
of hot water and baste with this every
Ore minutes for one-half hour.
Remove to a hot flutter and make
a cupful of brown gravy In the pan
In a snuceboat. If toma
toes are In season, garnish the plat
ter with slice dipped In seasoned
i ..men- ta talk with vou." she ex- 1 lur and fried brown. Over all
plained, as that gentleman rose to ! rrlnkle the minced parsley.
r..i. hoi. w. K.v. known .arh I Other cooked cereals or comblnn-
other for a long time. Mr. Bailey; 1 t,on o' cereals may substitute the
.. t ., rr,m th. s.-wM ; barley. A corn and rice mixture
Heart to live with Uncle Ethan. That j W0U'J
la a verr Ion time."
"It's a matter of five or six years." DESSERT DISHES OF RHUBARB
agreed the charmed Bniley, contem
plating her with affectionate pride in
her prettlness and grace. "You used
to drive out here with your pony and
spend many an hour looking on and
asking questions. You'll excuse me.
Miss Emily, but there was many a
man passed the whisper that you'd
have made a fine master of the
works."
She shook her head, folding her
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IfiA M ? nKLVT" (4TIU til Z h
Wmm
Duddlng, Tapioca, or Shortcake, Any
One of Them Makes a De
licious Confactlon.
Rhubarb Pudding. Mash hair a
pound of bag or pulled figs, or use
dates or raisins or a mixture of all
or of two of these fruit. Cover with
boiling water and cook until water Is
nearlr absorbed. Cut a round of
small gloved hand upon the edge of rhubarb In Inch rieces. rut a layer of
tn aesK at tne opposite sides or the cooked dried fruit, and repeat un
wmtu iney were araieu. . t)l USC(j AdJ a quarter Of a
"At least I would have tried. I am cxso of hot water nnd bak(, ln - ilo
quite sure I would have tried. But I unU, tho rhllbRrb U ioft serve
" miu " cold alone or with cronm.
,uu"lu,I' lc",u'" Rhubarb Tanlnca Snnk half a eun
her candid eyes to hi, her soft color of taploc 0Ter nI(.ht ,,, cook nntii.
rising. "Do you know-have you ever r!ear ,n . dot)bie b(1Ier. r,ac la ,
met any men wno car.a ana unaer- butterej puiWlng d,,h two rup, of
aioou auyui. aula ,.c,or.e. .. ,o,.r rhubBrh cut , iraaIj ,,,,.. on. eup
' " , k , , of sugar and a pinch of ginger. Pour
ness. the manufacturing and racing th- hot talIpfa rvor ,h ,t)r ,n one
,i , , teaspoonful of butter, cover and bake
; one hour. Put a meringue on It be
fore serving. If you like, or serve it
cold, with plain or whipped cream.
I Rhubarb Shortcake. Put two cupe
of rhubarb, cut small, with a scant
I cup of sugtr In a doublo boiler and
Icook until rhubarb Is tender and
sugar dissolved. Add the Juice and
chopped rind of one lemon. Make a
I shortcake by your favorite recipe, but
icut and bake It like biscuit When
j done, break open, butter them and ar
; range on a hot dish. Put the rhubarb
! In between, and when serving pour
! the Juice over them.
i Successful Jelly Making.
! Vse good fruit which Is a little un-
: der ripe.
I'se the best granulated sugar.
No not make large quantities of
Jelly at one cooking.
! Heat tho sugar In the oven before
adding It to the fruit Juloe.
i If the Juice must be boiled down,
always do so before the sugar la
addud.
! Th Jelly will oe clearer and finer If
tho fruit la simmered gently and not
stirred during cooking.
Do not allow tho syrup to boll rap
idly, or crystals may appear In Jlly.
Always make Jelly on a bright, clear
day.
Wash tho Jelly glasses ln hot water
, and set them on a folded cloth wrung
out of hot water.
Set the Jelly In a sunny window for
twenty-four hours, then cover with
mel'ed paraffin nd set In a dry, cool
jlace. Woman's World.
In Arts, Literature and Science It
Progrsnive Why Not li
Hu naiilty f
In thJ acceptation and appreciation
.k. 1. 1. .mi .i..k..lniiiniit In the art.
j Ul 111 i
literature, philosophy ami the sl
'enoes. the tuud-rn world Is truly cos
mopolltiui. It moanl"" no Boun
dary line of ra or ritlimullty whre
genius In tl..-o lli'ld rcvoala lt'lf
So closi'lv mo I'm trniimis coulttrloa
uow bound t.n. tl cr thruiir.h. Interna
tional iiiumimU;itli U and commercial
ism ami tho uiilven.il dllfunlon of
telllgome. that omiHtllti'tt ' the
search for Uow V ine I ns bei tr
tnendomly nl.tailit.-l. tny a alitor
In the MotroHl'tun MhkI'1- ,h
realm of tbu int lla.-i-t and the n-'
emulation I t-n 'ouniitod and eru'll
now dl-covi ry or a. lilnvt iiient that
promhe-. gnutor pivgn' fr man
kind Is hull..! Hh Impartial enlhu
sliism. The world U rvady t pay
honing mimlly to Marconi, l.lnter.
Kodln. lU lnhsr It. Tolstoi. I &- ,v
ry or AmumWcn. Nono will be di-uled
tho ai-Ki oloi!-.i.'"'t di:e liltu bwauee
ho wa burn In one couuti-y and not
lu aiictl nr. It Is t!io patlonce, daring,
endiiruitre. h raMi-nro. l: !om and
passion for truth and knowledge as
maulfextrd lu Ma work that are ac
cepted as tho nuMiuie of his worth
It Is only viln-n utiomlo and political
supremacy Is In uurmtoii that lh'
nations am! races maintain hlduoua
and barbaric lelxllons toward one an
other Then envy, suspicion ami
thought of mutual d"tnietlun are ac
rejit.vl as natural, logical and Inevl
table. Tleu t! world divide Itself
Into nrml cam;' and grouu alliances
aro mi.de a safeguards of one nation
aiMlnM tho nllur In 'vr thing hut
the otm vital. In tnan enseiitlal of the
welfare of tho l oopV. who sustain out
of th.lr iiverty tn urmamenl In
time of pence and give of their live
lien wnr I rumimit. the world rul
or are content to eO tmlty and
brotherhood prevail.
QUESTION FOR MUSIC LOVERS
Just What Do Vou Hr Who You
Attend a Corctrt or Listen to
an Orchtstraf
The above question u put to me
many years ano. under clrrumtnc
that made It worth more to me than
a full year of Instruction under any
masur of the old world or new.
I was eomlr.g aay from one of my
first symphony concerts, when I met
my violin tenrhcr. and told him I had
Just heard the great orchestra. "1
that so?" he rrmaiVed. "Well, what
did you hear?"
"Oh, the VuCnlabed Symphony and
"But you ar only telling me what
was on the program. What I asked
was of more Importance. I wanted
to know what you heard."
I started to tay that there were
nearly a hundred musicians, that they
played all kinds of Instruments, but be
Interrupted again. "Yes, I know, but
what did )ou hear? Was It a great
noise or did It say something to you?"
Now I began to understand, and of
couno I had no word to express my
foellnK. But I thought about It very
often for some time, and wondered
what music realty was; what other
people beard; hether any one ever
heard what I did; If they ever found
themselves powerfully moved at a
great climax lu the music; If tbey pre
ferred to go to concerts alone and U
In a dark corner and listen without
looking In the direction of the stag.
And as I gained more experience as a
listener there were thousands of ques
tions that arose from that one simple
question. What did I hear? What
did you hear when you listened to
good music? Exchange.
"He Understands Motor Construction and Designing."
Ily," her uncle finally demanded. "I
liked your decided answer a few mo
ments ago; you can reason. How long
have you been a daughter In my
house?"
"Six years," she responded, obedi
ently moving to a low chair opposite.
"I was Cfteen when you took me from
the convent to make me very, very
happy, dear."
"I sent for you when I sent for Dick,
and for the same reason. I have tried
three times to rear one of my name to
fitness to bear It, and each one has
failed except you. I wish you were a
man, Emily; there la work for a
Ffrench to do."
"When you say that, I wish I were.
But I'm not, I'm not" She flung out
her slender, round arms In a gesture
of helpless resignation. "I'm not even
a strong minded woman who might do
Instead. Uncle Ethan, may I ask It
was Mr. Bailey who made me think
my cousin whom I never saw, will he
never come home?"
Ha voice faltered on the last words,
frightened at her own daring. But ber
uncle answered evenly. If coldly:
"Never."
"He offended you so?"
"His whole life was an offense.
School, college, at home. In each be
went wrong. At twenty-one be left
me and married a woman from the
vaudeville stage. It Is not of blm
you are to think, Emily, but of a sub
stitute for him. For that I designed
Dick; once I hoped you would marry
blm and sober his Idleness."
"Please, no," she refused gently. "I
am fond of Dick, but please, no."
"I am not asking it of you. He Is
well enough, a good boy, not over
wise, but not what la needed here.
Failed, again; I am not fortunate.
There 1 left only you."
"Mir
I have a
and selling, like my uncles?
reason for asking"
"Sure thing." said Bailey, unexpect
edly prompt "I've mot one man who
Cooking Hint,
i . . . .
I a nousewiMi ot many years experv
; enoe, who has mnde her "home keep
; lng" a prominent part of her work,
j studying, originating and Improving
! mr-thods, finds that sweet potatoes
cook much more quickly If, after they
. aro waabed, they are loft to stand a
, whtlo In cold water before they are
put on the stove to cook. Pour boiling
water on them, with salt to properly
season them.
AFfS? DA-
I m .j -- . .'Jaf I
Stewed Beetroot.
Bake the beetroot one hour, when
knows how to handle this factory bet- cold take off the skin, cut It Into
ter than I do, and I've been at It slices a quarter of an Inch thick, put
twelve years. And there he la " be H Into a stewpan with half a pint of
turned In his revolving chair and any stock, a snltspoon of salt, the
rolled up the shade covering the glass ' same of pepper, one-half a grain of
set door Into the next room, "my j cayenne, a shalot chopped, two sprigs
manager, Lestrange." j of parsley chopped; simmer three-
The scene thus suddenly opened to ' Quarters of an hour, add a wineglass
the startled Emily was sufficiently 1 of vinegar and serve.
matter-of-fact, yet not lacking In a
certain sober animation of Its own.
Around a drafting table central In the
bare, systematic disorder of the apart
ment beyond, three or four blue-shlrt-ed
men were grouped, bending over
Shrinking Cotton.
As cotton materials shrink they
must cither be shrunk In the piece or
made a size larger and luck trusted
that the garment may not shrink bo-
set of drawings, which Lestrange : yond all wearing. In shrinking any
was explaining. Explaining with a thing, use boiling water until It Is
vivid Interest In his task that sparkled ! thoroughly saturated and then wring
over his clear face In a changing play j out and dry; sprinkle and Iron on the
of expression almost mesmeric In Its
command of attention. The men
watched and listened Intently; they
themselves no common laborers, but
tb Intelligent workmen who were to
carry out the Ideas here set forth
Wherever Lestrange had been, he was
costless and the sleeves of his outing
shirt were rolled back, leaving bare
the arms whose smooth symmetry re
vealed little ot the racing driver's
strength; bis thick brown hair was
rumpled Into boyish waves and across
hie forehead a fine black streak
wro's of recent personal encounter
with things practical.
"Obi" exclaimed Emily faintly. And
after a moment, "Close the curtain,
please."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Just Before the Interest Quickens.
"I bope your novel end happily?"
"Indeed It doe, it ends In the mar-
rlaate of the hernina . net h
Her startled dark eyea aad kss e not go late their mairled Ufa at ail"
wrong sldo with a hot Iron until th
fabric Is perfectly dry.
To Press Serge,
This popular fabric Is even more of
a favorite for suits than usual, and
the only objection one can have to the
material Is Its proncness to become
shiny. Here Is a way to overcome
this objection. If It Is sponged with
hot vinegar and pressed In the usual
manner the shiny appearance will en
tirely dlsappenr. The vinegar doer
not stain or leave an odor.
Sweet Crackers.
Dissolve five cents' worth of bakers'
ammonia In two cups of sweet milk
over night In the morning; cream
t cup of sugar and one cup of but
ter. Bent two egg and add to butter
and sugar. Then add the milk and
three tablespoons of sny flavor. Then
flour to make a stlf hatter, roll Tory
thin, cut with cookie cutter, bake In
quick oven.
Road War Not Public.
A century ngo all tho larger town
in eastern Massachusetts were to be
reached substantially only over toll
roads, or turnpike, along which on
paid to pass. The road were built and
owned by corporation chartered by
the commonwealth, and the far, or
toll, were taken up every few mile
at toll gate, which were usually es
tablished on the bridge. o that no
on could get by without paying
There were turnpike to Concord, to
Worcester, to Dedbam and Provl
aence, to .eponst and Qutncy, to
Lynn and Halem, and to Newbury
port At the nrst toll gate out of
Salem toward Huston, $5,300 was
taken In the year ISoG, but the day of
greatest travel on the road was June
1, lslJ, when 120 stagns and hundred
of carriage went over the road that
their occupants might get a gllmpi
rrom hilltop or the fight between the
Chesapeake and the Bhannon, In
which the dyli.g Iiwrence uttered his
Imortal words, "Don't give up the
ship."
Rusels's Hunting Dag.
The hunting soaion In hussla has
com to sn end, aud tho following
particular, say a St. Petersburg
correspondent, relate to the booty,
which ha far surpassed that of the
preceding year.
The laigest number of animals
killed are squirrels, which head the
list with 4.625.300 victims. The most
sought after fur I of course black
table, of which 12.260 were caught.
Last year a clear profit of 2,600,000
francs was mado on sables, which
fetched as much as 1,000 francs
apiece.
The remainder of the "bag" was
composed of 200,000 ermine, 1,600
brown boars, 180,000 skunk, 100 blue
foxes and 16,600 gray wolves.
His Bank.
While an Aberdeen pawnbroker
was endeavoring to dispose of an old
silk hat she discovered In the lining
bank deposit receipt of 00. Fortu
nately the pawnbroker knw that the
bat had belonged to a local gentle
man who had died three years ago,
and on communicating with his rep
resentative she wa Informed that
the missing securities had been the
subject of prolonged search and lltl
gatlon. Their dlscovorey cleared
the deceased' lawyer of a suspicion
of carelessness. The deceased had
been In the habit of using bis hat as
a bank. London Standard.
THE Chlue element In Blnga
pore ta so overwhelming that
It arrest the attention of the
moat carelea tourist, but no
one appreciate the enormous
number of tb Monsollans In thl
city until he visit the Chinese and
Malay district at night With a
friend I started out on night about
eight o'clock, says a Singapore corre
spondent It wa the first bight lu
Singapore that one could walk with
any comfort. W went down North
Bridge road, one ot the great avenue
on which an electric car Una ruu.
After walkllng a half mil w struck
off to the right, where the light were
bright Just a soon a we left the
main avenue w began to h life a
It I In Singapore after dark. Tb
flrajj native street wa dnvoted to
mail bawkors. who lined both sldo
of the narrow thoroughfare. F.ach bad
about six feet of space, and each bad
his nam and hi number a a licensed
vender. The good were of evry W
serlptlon and of the cheapest juallty.
They bad been brought In small
boxes, aud on these sat the Chlneee
merchant and frequently hi wife aud
children. A flare or two from cheap
nut oil Illuminated the scene. Pass
ing ln front of tin so stand wa a
constantly moving crowd of Chinese.
Malays and East Indians of many
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j I nu-i, at, V IIM ll I n a .otimii. .
j tho top of their voire. At frwjuant
I Intervals were street tea counters,
where food was sold, evidently at very
low prices. Hanged along on bunchu
were man eating rten and various
tew that were taken piping hot from
kettle resting on charcoal stoves.
On old Chinese woman had a very
condensed cooking apparatus. Over
two small braxler she had two cop
per pots each dlvldud Into four com
partments. In each different fixxl
wa cooking. Mut-h of the food wa
trange to me,-epeclally what looked
Ilka Italian vermicelli that wa served
with soma kind of dark brown sauce
Work Until Lat at Night
Back of the Street peddler were
thn regular store, all of which were
open and apparently doing a good
business. A In Hongkong, the Chi
nese workmen labor until ten or elev
en o'clock at night, even carpenter
and basket.tiaker working a full
force by the light of ga or electric
Ity. The recent event In China had
their reflex lo re. All the makers of
shirts and rlothlntg rere feverishly
busy cutting up and sewing the new
flag of the revolution. This I of
blue, with a large, white tar In the
center, or, like thn British flag, with
a solid body and a Mue square In left
upper corner and the white tar.
Long line of red and Lluo bunting
ran up and down these room, and
each workman wa driving his ma
chine ttkn mnd, turning out a flag ev
ery few minute. The front of most
of the'! stores wero decorated with
flag of thn revolution.
The most conspicuous place of
business on theao street were thn
large restaurants, where hundreds of
Chinese were eating their chow at
small tables. Thn din was terrific,
and the lights flashing on the naked
yellow skin, wet with perspiration,
made a strange spectacle..
Lea numerous were tha opium
dnns, which were scattered through
all the street. Th biuti ; J
drug that rt.aU ,
tturrow rooma. with omi p
and a long, low platform m laa
Thl platform wa mad of tM!
dalwood. and by constant im J
like old mahogany. j
Kurthur along la thl swi '
came upon e .ral bug r'
Chine rvstaurunti, ablai m Etf'
and holay with Chlnna ...u .J
were told Hint dinner tut st
riven and Sl'Oechn DISOClSsMfl
the vlctorle won by th rwt,
lata Thn SltKSr ChlotM if
ently believe kll th mown j
wuio i roni i uina. tor iaJ Mtvw
with tho dlscharg ot. gut; k
cracker the falsa report lUt Pta'
m m ii . . .. . . . . '
nau lauen into in handiofui
former. Appan ntly tb Calami
Singapore aro practically ut:t
In favor of a than la their pm
ment, a r their eountrta) l
Hongkong and other coast dtlaval
thl sentiment Is cus ot tb gnu
sasnts of thn revolutionary swnaat
The enthusiasm In Hltiiitor ore
reform caun In China ut?wa
pronounce) ijun I i o'.har clt!x si
preparation aro Mm nasi kti
tremendous retr-hrntlun thtatbla
victory I announced.
Wall Pollcad.
In all our night rambl tiwyik
Chine and Malay qnartwi sH
pore w saw not a itr.il Eanpa
yet we met only courtwinl tmnst
everywhere, and our cortoslt?
taken as a rompllmant Dtnppml
well polled by various ran, tM
which the Sikhs and llwigaM n
hate. An occasional MtUj si
acilnc a a notice oS.cr, W I
evldotit that such work ooeiia
pral to the native nl th Mailt KM
fm our return to tb total
crossed a irg estuvry wihiea I
spanned by several brluxi W
were hundred of mall bos'J W
to the hore, thn hom of tho"
Of river people. This builnrstOd
iwirf.iinii nn tha water
I Is tots
of the Milay. who sr most cu
boatmen. It Is pleosur
ono of theso men hand! ban
boat. With his hrg or n U"'"
rapidly, while hi assltuat
long pole. .
One of the slrht of B'.nnP""
the botanical rrdens. W
at ...II.. fmm tIV. Ta sax
aooui t-t linn .i
1 along Orchard rnd J"
road, two beautiful avenue tl
lined with comfortable e0,1T'j
Kuropean. and
mansions of Chinese mllltonUr
... i ... ...,,. a coats"
inn ar"i. - .
position overlooking
country, and ih-y have b-. M
with much .kill. Tb.4rlrsil
dered with ornar ei.tal tfe j
lands. ... m
A. soon .. one leave. 0
avenues of these g.rd-n M Jl
Into a real jungm oi - '
. . ...i... lnna tMt i
boo ana ciimoi" -walking
very difficult Part J
serva.ory In fj
plant ready tor
wild tangle of tropical ve
which could he l"""fl","k(; g
a machete or nn x i ,
. .nntens r m .
wnoin, iii- ..rings'
tere.t because of th mT nui
mens of tropical '1W
flowering shrubs.
Csndld Salesman.
A trio of young newspaper men
have a bachelor apartment In a New
Tork flat building. A they were seat
ed at breakfast a peddler came to the
door with one of those newfangled
kitchen utensils that are sn useful In
the hands of a demonstrator who
doesn't do any cooking himself.
"The lady of thn house Inf Inquired
the peddler.
"Nope. Ain't any," replied thn man
who answered the knock. "You're at
thn door of a bachelor apartment.
What's on your mind?"
"Oh, I won't show It to you fel
lows," the pnddlnr replied with a grin.
"I'm selling a patent egg beater,
stove lifter, and can opener all In one,
that the women buy Ilka hot cakes,
but you follows wouldn't fall for It.
The thing's a fake."
Strang.
"Anything remarkable about this
townf
"Well, we ain't after a new deepo."
The way to be nothing Is to be notb,
t&AV -liowe.
. . A.auastlos,
In thn first week of A
the most remarkable ro- "' ,
the world has ever C'B'7W -..,1.
Icrancn. Several thooaan ,
......... .imnalt""-
mute renrenui' . tn-tis
try on earth, were
to con.lder way dtl
advancement of lh" '''llrf
.Im.larly .fillet, d ,fww
world. Speeches p .
the sign language of w '
represented, snd "X.
rl.,d on whlcn ii .tioi'
of a movement for th
universal sign " .t)
strange scones a KaMia.i
im.iiahman and a u,..
in distinctive dres.
excited and earnest dlsw i j
out a single ioond wt p
uncommon, say
aid. ,
On ths Al.n. p,
P..eWhr dl.l 1 y
. . . j ii
our hunting trip; a-i
nialr-wei . , -ii1tttm
hunter and I
maka (am oi