4
Wendell's
Experience
He Learned His New Lesson $
Easily
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J By CLARISSA MACIOE
It was a lazy day. Spring had ar
rived early that year, and in April the
""mossy banks of the Virginia brookside
were starred thickly with delicate for
getmenots and purple violets. The sun
shone down warmly through the trees,
changing the bursting buds to misty
green leaves until the whole wood was
permeated with green light shot through
with sunshine.
Jack Wendell tramped through the
crisp leaves of successive years and
with a wistful, half defiant glance up
the winding road that led to Everglade
Hall he threw himself down beside the
murmuring brook and plucked remorse
lessly at the flowers.
, "Forgetmenots rubbish!" he ejacu
lated bitterly. "All women are faith
less." "Rubbish to that!" retorted a sweet
voice from the other bank, and Jack
arose, startled to observe a pretty girl
engaged In plucking violets and for
getmenots and tying them into little
bunches. She wore a pink frock, and
with the background of green moss
and the golden green atmosphere of
the wood surrounding her she looked
to Jack's bewildered eyes like a pink
and white fairy evolved from the April
day. Her skin was pink and white,
and her hair was golden, like the sun
shine, and her eyes were like the blue
" sky and the flowers below. When she
spoke to Jack she had flashed a saucy
glance at him from under golden brown
lashes. ' -
"Why rubbish?" demanded Jack ar
gumentatively. "Oh, because!" said the' girf, looking
at a completed bunch of violets with
half closed eyes.
"I thought I smelled May pinks,"
sniffed Jack, abandoning the argument
vfor the while.
' "I have a basketful here," said the
girl.
"Making May baskets?"
"Somebody is going to make bas
kets. These are for the kindergarten
children."
Jack flushed redly. Phyllis Lambert
kept the kindergarten school in Red
land. The path he had longed to take
"VIOLET MEBRIAM," HB SAID QUICKIiT.
had led directly to the door of her
woodland school. He had been in love
with Phyllis ever since he had first
taken his little sister, Blanche, to the
kindergarten. Blanche was five then,
and he was fifteen, and Phyllis was
twenty-five. Now Blanche was fif
teen, he was twenty-flve, and Phyllis
was Jack refused to consider Phyllis'
increasing age. He had been in love
with her to such detrimental effect
that his father had found business for
him In a distant city and hoped the
boy would forget his sweetheart.
But Jack was obstinate and would
not forget It was his Wendell obsti
nacy that compelled him to haunt
Phyllis Lambert's steps until she half
laughingly promised to wait for him.
She had given him a bunch of forget
menots, and he had gone away happy
as a king, and he had stayed away,
cheerfully working to make something
of himself for Phyllis' sake.
There was no objection to Phyllis
Lambert except the difference in their
ages. Phyllis was sweet and fair and
very loveable if inclined to be some
what shallow and nerveless, but Jack's
parents ever held before him the fact
that by the time he was ready to mar
ry her his bride would be thirty-five
or forty years old and "look It, too,"
as his mother added emphatically. It
was perhaps unfortunate, under the
circumstances, that Jack should ap
pear young for his age and Phyllis old
for hers.
But a Setter from Phyllis had
brought him home flying now. She
had changed her mind. She did not
want to marry any one at present.
She did not love him as she should,
and she preferred that their engage
ment should end. And she returned
Jack's letters and the ring he had in
sisted upon placing on her plump,
white finger and was "his sincere
friend, Phyllis Lambert"
So Jack had come flying home, aston
ishing his parents, who evidently knew
nothing about the broken engagement
He had hurried through lunch, and with
some incoherent remark about. a walk
In the Woods he had plunged into the
path that led to Phyllis' woodland
kindergarten. At the brookside, where
- the path diverged toward the school,
he had paused and thrown himself
down. Then it was that his bitter re
mark had found a hearer in the person
of the prettiest girl he had ever seen.
As a matter of fact. Jack Wendell had
been practically blind since he was fif
teenhe had had no eyes for any other
girl than Phyllis. They simply did not
exist for him.
"May'baskets," repeated Jack gloom
ily, a shadow passing over his face.
"Perhaps they will hang one on your
door," remarked the girl -in a comfort
ing tone.
"I hope not! I hate spring flowers,"
said 'Jack ungraciously.
"Even forgetmenots?" .
Jack glanced at her demure, down
cast face. '
"Even forgetmenots," he said stiffly.
There was a pause while she daintily
bunched her flowers and tied the
bunches with long, tough blades of
grass. .
"I suppose I ought to go away and
leave you alone. You were here first,"
observed Jack without moving from
his comfortable position. His back
was against a tall chestnut tree.
"Suit yourself," said the girl care
lessly. "If you were a perfect stranger
I might object As it is"
"As it is?" interrupted Jack, begin
ning to be interested.
"We know each other well. You
slapped my face once," said the girl
calmly.
"I slapped your face once?" Jack's
amazement was genuine. "Why, I
never"
"Yes, you did, Jack Wendell. You
were eight years old, and I was only
five. It was at Miss Quilty's school."
"At Miss Quilty's school ah, yes!"
Jack was scanning her face to discover
some trace of a little schoolmate of
seventeen years before. She must
have been a rosebud of a little lass,
but as for slapping her face he simply
didn't believe it
"I suppose you remember all about
it?" The girl's head was bent over her
flowers.
"All but your name," lied .lack cheer
fully. It was remarkable how little he
was thinking about Phyllis Lambert
now. "I know it isn't Susie," he added
thoughtfully.
"Yes?"
"I'm sure. It must be Angela!" he
declared at last.
The girl burst into merry, tinkling
laughter, showing a double row of
pearly teeth. She tossed a bunch of
violets across the brook, and he caught
them deftly.
"Violet Merriam," he said quickly,
and a flush deepened the pink of her
cheeks.
"Hark! What was that?" she asked,
holding up a hand with a listening ges
ture. Footsteps stirred the old leaves that
carpeted the woodland floor.
Jack saw the newcomers first, for
they came into view behind the girl
on the opposite side of the brook. Vio
let Merriam heard them, too, but she
did not turn around until she saw the
utter consternation on the face of Jack.
. What Jack saw was an elderly, white
haired man, dignified and handsome,
walking slowly toward him. Beside
him there walked nay, lumbered a
very large woman, who might have
been twenty years younger than her
companion. Her skin was floridly fair,
and she was handsome in a large way.
Her eyes were very blue and her lips
very red. She had a double chin, and
she quivered like a mold of delicate
jelly every time she moved. -
They did not appear to see the young
people by the brookside. Before they
reached the brook they turned and
went away by another path. The girl
looked after them. Then she gazed
straight across the water into Jack's
bewildered eyes.
"That was my father and" she hes
itated. At that instant she was smit
ten with a vague recollection of Jack
Wendell's infatuation for Phyllis Lam
bert. "And that was Phyllis Lambert," ut
tered Jack when he regained his
breath.
"Yes; but you know perhaps that she
had married my father?" The girl's
sympathy looked out of her eyes even
as she delivered this blow to Jack's
love.
Jack was looking at her with a queer
expression on his face. There was a
relieved look mingled with one of
dawning comprehension. There was
mischievous- delight mingled with
something else that it might take
months to decipher. He had forgotten
all about Phyllis Lambert.
He took one long step across the
orooK Htood beside Violet Merriam.
"I remeMDej all about it," he said,
ignoring her pref-e.-ations for instant
flight. "I was right, I 'never slapped
you in my life. It was Billy Blake
who did it because you wouldn't let
him kiss you! And after be ran away
and you cried, why I kissed you, and
you let me!"
The last words were flung after the
fleeing form of Violet Merriam.
"I wonder if she'd let me do it again.
She would if we were engaged. I guess
I'll .take up with father's offer now
and stay home and run the plantation,"
was Jack's resolve.
Before he went home Jack stooped
down and picked up a handful of the
forgetmenots that Violet had plucked.
He thrust them into an inner pocket
and walked slowly through the woods
softly whistling "Violets." And not
once did he consider the faithlessness
of women.
British Army Red Tape.
A letter of instruction said to have
been sent to a British army officer, who
reported that Private Blank had lost
his greatcoat, runs as follows: "The
calculation of the value of a lost great
coat should be made by deducting the
value when worn out from the value
when new. as given in article 75, 1865,
clothing warrant. . dividing the re
mainder by the n amber of months the
garment should wear, multiplying the
quotient by the number of months the
garment has actually been worn and
subtracting the sum thus obtained
from the totarvalue of the new great
coat The balance is the amount that
should be charged." ...".'
Why He Refused Fee.
I was born In Bonn, and a fellow
student an Englishman, was taken
with sudden and serious illness. I
propped him up, ran to the chemist
at the corner and asked for a doctor.
There was a doctor by a happy
chance lodging in the room, above.
He came and attended my friend, with
much, attention. - After some hours,
when the matter seemed over, J asked
him what was the fee. He' threw up
his hands and protested in bis best
English: "I charge nothing! I am on
my holiday.'' London Standard.
Cookery
points
Sweet Pickled Beets.
Lay the beets in boiling water to
loosen the skins. Rub these off with a
coarse cloth and let the beets get per
fectly cold before cutting them. Then
slice with a sharp knife and pack into
stone jars.
To each quart of vinegar add a cup
ful of sugar and a tablespoonful of
mixed whole spices mace, stick cin
namon and allspice. Bring the vin
egar to a boil, stir in sugar and spices,
boll, covered, for three minutes and
pour, scalding hot upon the sliced
beets, filling the Jars to' the top. Cov
er and set away in a dark, cool place
for three days. " Then drain off the vin
egar carefully, so as not to break the
beets, and scald again with the spices. -
Do this three times within ten days
after the -beets are put into the jars
and set away for a month before using
them. They will keep well.
If you wish to pickle small young
beets whole boll, without peeling, for
five minutes after the boiling begins:
let them get cold, rub off the- skin, put
into the jars and proceed as with the
sliced beets.
Sweet Pickled Cucumbers.
Select cucumbers of uniform size and
not too large. The small cucumbers
make the best and prettiest pickles.
Reject all that are not perfect Pack
In a stone jar, laying salt by the hand
ful between the layers. Cover the top
layer out of sight with salt then fill
the jar with cold water and cover with
a small saucer or plate of the right
size to fit within the mouth of the jar
and lay a. clean stone upon the plate.
This is to keep the cucumbers under
the brine. Leave them there for a
fortnight at least A month would not
hurt them. Every other day stir up
the brine from the bottom. It should
be strong enough to float a fresh egg if
dropped into it
You may add fresh cucumbers from
the garden every day if more con
venient than to put up all at onca
When you are ready to put them
through the last processes throw away
the brine and examine the cucumbers
carefully. If you find one that is peck
ed or soft do not let it go into the
pickle. Lay those selected in cold
fresh water and leave them there for
twenty -four hours. Drain off the wa
ter, fill the jar with fresh water and
leave for another day and night.
Now line a preserving kettle with
vine leaves (green and clean) and pack
in the cucumbers, scattering a tea
spoonful of powdered alum over each
layer. Cover with three thicknesses of
vine leaves and pour in cold water
enough to cover all. Cover the whole
with a close lid and simmer over a
slow Are for four hours, not letting it
boil once In all that time, but keeping
the contents scalding hot
Fruit Sponge.
Put a pint packet of orange jelly
into a basin and cover it with the re
quired quantity of hot water, stirring
it until it has melted. Then add a
glassful of sherry and put It away to
get cool. Pass sufficient stewed apri
cots through a sieve to produce half a
pint of pulp (or any other soft fruit
would do equally well) and leave in
readiness to be added to the sponge.
When the jelly Is cold, but not set,
whisk it patiently until it Is quite
frothy. Then stir in lightly the whites
of three eggs, beaten to a firm froth,
and the fruit pulp and continue to
whisk the jelly until it begins to get
spongy, when it should be turned into
a china mold. The sponge can be
turned out after a few hours and may
be garnished with some of the same
kind of fruit as that used to flaar it
Stuffed Ham.
Select a freshly cured ham and have
bone removed. Fill cavity' with stuffing
made of breadcrumbs, tie up securely
and inclose ham in a paste of flour and
water to keep juice from escaping, 'lie
in a pudding bag or cloth, have ready a
pot of boiling water and let ham boil
slowly about two hours. When boiled
sufficiently remove the crust pare skin
off carefully so as not to Injure the
shape of the ham, put it in a roasting
pan, sprinkle with breadcrumbs and
set in a moderate oven to roast
Peach Betty.
Chop fine two cupfuls of not too ripe
peaches. Butter a baking dish and
place on it a layer of peaches, sprin
kling with cinnamon, sugar and but
ter. Place on this a layer of the
crumbs, alternating with the peaches
until the dish Is three-quarters full,
leaving breadcrumbs on the top. Add
no water, but cover tight and steam
three-quarters of an hour In moderate
oven. Remove, cover and brown quick
ly. Serve with milk or sauce.
Chiffonade Dressing.
This is extremely good to serve on
lettuce, romaine or any green -salad.
Into a glass jar put one hard boiled
egg finely chopped, a teaspoonful of
finely cut chives, a teaspoonful each of
chopped red and green peppers, a tea
spoonful of salt a fourth of a teaspoon
ful of paprika and an eighth of a tea
spoonful of pepper, half a cupful of
olive oil, three tablespoonfuls of vine
gar and a teaspoonful of tarragon vine
gar. Allow it to become very cold and
just before serving shake the contents
of .the jar thoroughly.
The Turk.
The Turk practices no trade, engages
In no commerce. They have a proverb
which says, "The Frank has science,
the American commerce, the Osmanli
majesty." But as majesty won't fill
stomachs, those who do not serve as
soldiers strive to become functionaries,
and the men of the small villages, fail
ing in this, do nothing, and the work
of the fields and house falls upon the
shoulders of the women. One chroni
cle states that occasionally the man of
the house crochets a stocking or minds
the baby for a short period.
Heart to Heart
Talks.
By EDWIN A.. NYE.
THE MAELSTR.OM.
William Lawrence, a New York book
keeper, wanted to live like the rich
spenders do.
Lacking the funds, he stole $8,000 by
falsifying his books and spent the
money in riotous living. - -
Lawrence had a wife and three chil
dren, and, although be had given these
hostages to fortune and was a mem
ber of the church, he could not with
stand the allurements of Broadway
and the pleasures of Joy riding. -
When arrested he broke down and
confessed and said to the officer:
"If you'll lend me your revolver I
will kill myself and save you the trou
ble of taking me to jail. No; I would
not, either. I'm too much of a cow
ard." Like many another culprit of this
sort Lawrence said when he began
stealing he knew he would be caught
sooner or later.
"I knew exposure was Inevitable
and then I would shame my good wife
and children. But each time I tried
to do better some pleasure offered it
self, and I kept on blindly postponing
the day when all should be revealed."
The man poured out his confession
in copious speech:
"Several times I contemplated sui
cide, but my nerve failed me. I went
the pace. I was a fool, "of course, but
I am a very weak man. I could not
live as I wanted to on my small sal
ary. I wanted to swing around in a
circle of pleasure like the rich folks
do, so I stole."
Weak?
Yes, a feeble, flabby, flimsy human..
And there are others. A lot of peo
ple look with envy upon the high roll
ers and rich spenders who make lav
ish display of their pleasures.
The glare and glitter attract them.
The wise man looks upon the showy
shams of the Great White Way and re
gards the sensuous disslpators as pitia
ble persons who know nothing better.
But all men are not wise. .
And this weak soul?
It is plain that Lawrence had ne.ver
fully Imbibed the philosophy of his
Master, who taught that a man's life
consisteth not in the abundance of the
things that he possesseth. But how
many followers of the Nazarene have
imbibed that philosophy? ,
Many a' stronger man than Law
rence has gone down under a like
temptation.
The "swing around in a circle of
pleasure" becomes a fatal maelstrom.
Precocious Fox.
Charles James Fox is probably the,
only man who ever made a maiden
speech in the commons while still a
youth in his teens. He was nineteen
when he took his seat for Midhurst.
and within a few months he had made
three excellent speeches. And- yet
even at , this early age Fox used fre
quently to sit up all night drinking and
gambling.
INDIAN CHAMPION TO
BE STAR BASEBALLIST
PITTSBURG, Aug. 28, (Special.)
Ever since baseball has been IT on
the American sport calendar the game
has had a peculiar attraction for In
dians. Next year, if Uncle Sam is willing,
there may be another star added to
the galaxy of Indian diamond stars.
Jim Thorpe, the greatest all-round ath
lete in the world, has promised Barn
ey Drefuss to sign with the Pittsburg
Pirates next season.
Thorpe, the winner of the decathlon
and pentathlon at Stockholm, tne foot
ball captain at Carlisle this fall, wants
to break into professional baseball,
the sport towhieh he says he is just
a trifle partial.
But before he can sign with the Pi
rates, Thorpe must get the consent of
Uncle Sam. He belongs to the Sac
and Fox tribe of Indians, who are still
wards of the government and who
must have the consent of a gofern
ment agent before they can transact
any business. - .
Baseball Results
Pacific Coast League Standings
W. L. P.C.
Vernon . ..82 57 .590
Los Angeles 79 56 .585
Oakland IV 63 .550
Portland .."..58 67 .464
San Francisco 60 80 .429
Sacramento 50 83 .376
At Portland Portland-Vernon game
postponed; rain.
At Los Angeles Los Angeleg 2;
Sacramento 0.
At San Francisco San Francisco 3;
Oakland 2, (14 Innings.)
: National League
Chicago 5, St. Louis 4.
American League
Boston 5-3, Chicago 3-0.
St. Lpuis 3, Washington 2.
Detroit 5, Philadelphia 3.
New York 3-4, Cleveland 6-2.
HOTEL ARRIVALS
C jleisheim, Chieaeo; V.
Freed, Portland; J. McNeill and wife,
Oregon City; H. C. Goodrich, Yam
hill, Mrs. Charles B. Wilson, Newberg;
Mrs. Phil Farnsworth, Milwaukie;
Mike Peringo, Dalvin Macdonald, Ed
ric Macdonald, G. H. Newman, Molal
la; J. Viahos, Hazel V. Capos, W. G.
Mason, Wilhoit; J. G. Markle, Mrs.
Mae Markle, E. V. Hemeyer, Seattle;
F. A. Davis, Scotts Mills; R. B. Bea
tie, city; Charles Bronland, Col ton;
S. Price, W. Sohn and Mrs. Sohn, D.
Turner, city; May Stevens, Portland;
F. E. McKensa, Albany, Or.; Geo. W.
Lewis, Salem; Neal and Hilton New
berg; M. Riser, M. Surver, and broth
er, D. H. Ramsby, Molalla; F. Schaf
er, Molalla; R. Benson, Molalla; G.
Douglass and wife, W. L. Dallas, Port
land; L. E. Bill, Ecola; L. W. Bill,
Portland; Thos. Sanker, Portland;
Gus Giles and wife, Seattle.
Asia's Waterfalls.
Notwithstanding its many high moun
tain ranges, Asia has fewer large wa
terfalls than any other continent.
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EVANS WON'T BE
WEST PROSECUTOR
PORTLAND, Aug. 28. Walter H.
Evans, tonight declined to serve as
special prosecutor. v .
After first announcing that he would
give Walter H. Evans .several hours
to accept or decline the appointmen as
district attorney to succeed George J.
Cameron. Gov. West modified his ulti
matum later by saying that he wouTa'
not require an answer for several
days.
The decision to give Mr. Evans
more time followed a conference with
him shortly after noon.
"I am still delving into the legal
status of the governor's authority to
commission me district attorney,"
is Mr.. Evan's statement "I will not
decide for sometime anyway, whelhe?
I shall accept the commission."
"Unless Mr. Evans is able to decide
this afternoon, I shall appoint some
one else," was the governor's first
statement. "I want Mr. Evans to take
the office, but I must have an anSwer.
I have several good men in mind, and
if Mr. Evans cannot accept, there will
j be a good man in as prosecutor just
I the same."
I But after he had talked it over with
I Mr. Evans,' the governor later in the
afternoon came to the conclusion that
it would be asking too much of the
present assistant United States dis
trict attorney to require a definite an
swer now.
"Condiions are such in Mr. Evans'
office that he cannot drop things there
now to take over the office of district
attorney. Everything will adjust
themselves after he has had time to
see Mr. McCourt and arrange for the
handling of several government cases
soon to come to trial."
"I have therefore decided not even
to ask for his decision for three or.
four days yet perhaps, several days."
This does not mean, however, that
Mr. Evans has told the governor pos
itively that he will accept when the
added time extension is up, however,
the executive made haste to add.
This decision of the governor's will
probably make It possible for the
present grand jury to .transact any
other business than to report on its
finding so far, and give out a stated
ment of unfinished business. The
grand jury this morning adjourned af
ter a conference with the governor,
in which he made the promise that a
regularly qualified prosecutor would
be on hand at 10 o'clock tomorrow
morning.
In the meantime the governor has
announced the formal appointment of
Tom Word, Democratic candidate for
sheriff, as special agent for the state,
to collect evidence for the grand jury
and district attorney in the "clean
up" campaign. . And if W. H. Fitzger
ald, Republican candidate for the
same office, wants an appointment of
the same kind, he can have it, says
the governor.
"I have sent a commission to Mr.
Word naming him special agent for
the state, without salary," said the
governor. "This appointment has no
bearing whatever on any controversy
with the Sheriff's, office. Mr. Word
is not intended in any way to supplant
Sheriff Stevens. His powers, howev
er, might be called co-ordinate with
those of the sheriff. He will entirely
be independent of Mr. Stevens.
"This will give Mr. Word a chance
to -show the people what a conscien
tious man can do towards cleaning up
the towftV Mr. Fitzgerald will have
the same chance, if he desires. I
shall be glad to name him a special
agent if he wants the appointment."
'FAKE' DEATH, CHARGE
AGAINST SWIMMER
VANCOUVER, B. C, Aug. 28.
Howard Broadly Spence, oh March 6.
fell off a launch when anchor was be
ing cast in the Second Narrows. He
has not been heard of since. Did he
drown, or did he swim the 40 feet be
tween the launch and shore and board
a train which passed at about, that
time, and thereby reach the American
side? i
This question has been raised by
the insurance companies, who issued
policies- on his life. They are attemp
ting to prevent letters of administra
tion being granted in connection with
the estate.
The insurance companies have re
sponded with a remarkable theory,
tending to prove that Mr. Spence is
still numbered among the living. They
are attempting to prove that at the
time of his disappearance. Mr. Spence
was in straightened financial circum
stances and had only , two weeks be
fore taken out a policy for $5000 with
the London Guarantee and Accident
Insurance company, also a policy for
$15,000 with the Sun Life Assuyrance
company. Affidavits are now being
prepared to prove that the boat waa
only 40 feet from shore; that Mr.
Spence had taught swimming in Aus
tralia and was accounted an expert
swimmer; that his body has not been
founS; that the train passed shortly
after he fell nvorhnard on1 rhmt t,
could have easily! swam ashore a:li
boarded it, safely reaching the Ameri
can siae Detore morning.
If it happened it is In tne Enter
prise. If you saw it in the Enterprise it's
so.
Something
foi
Nothing
You will say at once, "Show
. Me." That's just what we will
do. D. C. Ely and Schoenborn,
the grocer, ha-ve them on dis
play, and will show the finest
Kitchenette ever " made. It's
made of metal throughout
Can't shrink or warp, -The
handiest thing ever invented
for the kitchen, and it's free.
Call at these stores for a dem
' onstration
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