The Sunday Oregonian., July 20, 1902, PART FOUR, Page 29, Image 29

THE SUNdIy OBEGOKIAtf, PORTLAND, JULY 20, 1902.
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F&OM LADDERMAN TO DEPUTY-CHEF
STORY OF A FIGHTER OF FIRES-HOW DAN HALE VON THE
'THREE TRUMPETS," BY EPES WINTHROP SARGENT
Chapter I.
THREE! Four! One!
And the open window wai only
five feet jway!
Danny Hale giksped his desk nervously,
lest the temptation to cross the Interven
ing: space Ehould prove too strong:.
Cllng-clang! Ding-dans! That was the
battalion chief's bell!
"Danny may tell mo wjiere the capital
of Chile Is."
Danny's eyes never left the window.
"It must be Up Atterbury street,
ma'am."
For an Instant silence. Then a subdued
giggle rippled over the room. The teach
er rapped sharply with her ruler, the gig
gle died down, and with a start Danny
came back to the classroom and geog
raphy. "Danny may stay 15 minutes after school .
and find out where the capital of Chile
Is."
And stay he did, though he knew very
well where the hateful city was located.
He did not mind tho 15 minutes in the
almost empty schoolroom, whose quiet
was broken only by the scratch-scratch of
tho teacher's pen, but as the minute
hand crept round to 12 he felt that his
punishment was heavier than he could
bear. It was his daily custom to rush
straight from school to the engine-house,
No. 9, to witness the oon hitch, and
now
He could see it plainly In Imagination.
The soft October sunlight flashing on
the plank floor, tho metal furnishings
and the brown tips of the triple harness,
so hung that the snap of three collars
and six reins would secure the horses
In the apparatus. At the right the fire
alarm telegraph gleamed against the dark
wall. It was a tiny instrument, but ono
stroke from the bell would set the whole
house In motion.
The three powerful blacks, pride of
every man in the house, champed nerv
ously at their bits, knowing full well
that the noon hour was approaching.
Suddenly, at the stroke of the small
gong, a brass ball beneath the "tele
graph" dropped down a rod and struck
a lever three inches belpw. .Instantly
ono end of tho leather strap passed
through the ring of each bit, slipped,
and the horses trotted to their places in
front of the engine. Tho men who had
been idling about also sprang Into ac
tion. Snapping tho collars about the
horses' necks, the reins were caught In
the bit rings, tho driver jumped to his
cent, and the noon hitch was complete.
"You may go, Danny."
Little cared he now. It was 5 minutes
past 12, and he cut through tho alley to
avoid passing the engine-house.
Danny had long been recognized as
messenger of engine-house No. 9. From
being permitted to hang over the chains
and watch the fascinating life within
the house he had been sent on errands
to the news stand around tho corner
and the tobacco shop half way up the
block. Then one glorious day he had
actually been invited indoors to have
the mysteries of apparatus explained
to him and watch the men at their daily
task of polishing the brasswork and
cleaning the house. The work occupied
a superb half hour, and his enthusiasm
afforded no end "of entertainment to the
good-natured flre-flghters, who were
fond of their protege. One day they pre
sented him with a cap similar to their
own, except for the small German-Ellver
ERIC AND
SOMEWHERE, on the South Side of
Chicago, there lives a boy whm we
call Eric Brown. His father died when
Eric was a -baby, and his mother, a frail
little body, has been obliged to leave
Eric to the care of nurse and governess.
Eric's mother Is very rich, and the two
live, when at home. In a splendid houso
with a great many servants to wait upon
them. A year ago Er'c was what folks
call a "spoiled boy." He wanted his own
way constantly, and If anything chanced
to prevent his having It he made things
unpleasant for those near him. The serv
ants yielded to their young master rather
than have him torment them, and Eric
grew to believe that ho lived only to
please himself and to command others to
please him. And then but this Is the
etory. '
About a year ago, the doctor advised
Eric's mother to take a trip across the
ocean to the beautiful country on the
other edde. Eric accompanied his mother.
On tho steamer that bore them across,
Mrs. Brown became acquainted with her
son. and the more she eaw of him the
more she was ashamed of him. But she
kept .hoping he would change for tho bet
ter, and did all she could to help him. He
was such a lovable little lad at times, it
eeemed a pity he ehould spoil the memory
of them by being disagreeable and Ill
mannered at others.
Upon reaching the other side, Mrs.
Brown and Eric were met at Liverpool by
Mrs. Brown's brother. Colonel Montgom
ery. Eric had heard a great deal about
his soldier uncle. Ho knew that the lat
ter wore a small iron cross which Queen
Victoria herself had pinned on the Colo
nel's coat, speaking the while sweet words
of praise to her gallant soldier, who had
earned the cross by being brave.
Eric straightened unconsciously when
lie saw his uncle's fine military figure.
"I'll be a soldier mj'self some day," Eric
aid to himself.
During the days that followed Colonel
Montgomery opened his eyes wide while
observing his imperious young nephew.
Once It seemed as if the Colonel were
going to reprimand Eric, who had been
unusually willful and trying. But Instead
the Colonel pressed his lips close together
and left the room, looking very stern.
Eric and his undo were seated In the
library one afternoon looking at some
pictures, when a very old lady, the Colo
nel's aunt, entered the room. Instantly
the Colonel arose. Eric remained seated.
The Colonel said quickly:
"Eric, do you not see a lady Is with us
and you are occupying tho most comfort
able chair in the room."
"I don't have to get up If I don't want
to," Eric answered.
"Stand up, sir," commanded his uncle.
Never In Eric's life had he been spoken to
so sharply. His face flushed, his cliln
dropped.
"There's plenty of other chains," he
said, sullenly.
"Sir," thundered his uncle. "If you were
a soldier and disobeyed orders In that
fashion, I would put you In prison. Leave
the room instantly."
Eric needed no second bidding, and for
that day steered clear of the Colonel. Ho
might havo done so the next day also had
It not been for the memory of a promise
his uncle had made to take him to the
barracks. .
But once they were started, Eric wished t
mmsQix almost any other place. His un
'HB AIN'T DEAD, IS HE!" ASKED DAJf.
,
Maltese cross, and no soldier ever re
ceived with more grateful heart and deep
pride a. Victoria decoration.
As Danny had hurried home after this
eventful presentation he met the object
of his boyish devotion, Millie Francis,
:
"Tola Trr.it till I irrovr up; I'll
be a real fireman and marry
yon."
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who eyed the insignia of honor wonder
Ingly. "What d'ye think of that. Millie?
Great, ain't it?" Then, lowering his volco
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THE COLONEL
clo took no notlcevof him whatever. This,
to a boy who was accustomed to being
made much of, was hard to endure. They
remained for dress parade, xand Eric
thought the men looked very fino in their
soldier suits, and his uncle finest of them
all with his- medals glittering on his
breast. But somehow Eric could not look
his uncle in the eye coming hlme; he felt
small and miserable and unhappy. For
the first time In his life he was realizing
that he was not what he thought himself
to be.
After dinner that evening tho Colonel
and Mrs. Brown went out on the terrace
to walk and enjoy the gloaming. Eric
sat back of the curtains at the open
drawing-room window and watched the
two wistfully. Had his mother been "alone
ho would have Joined her. The Colonel
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place tha pea on the end of a dandelion stem and "blow; it will dance about in tho
air without falling away from the stem.
To make a red rover, got a good-sized cork and t!ck through it a sharp
horseshoe nail and place three feathers In the top. Throw it by grasping the end
of one of the feathers. It will always fall point first, lite an arrow or spear,
and stick In anything that Is not harder than wood.
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to a condescending whisper: "You wait
till I grow up. I'll be a real fireman and
marry you, and I'll lick any fellow on the
block who laughs at your freckles."
"You look like a real fireman now,
Dan," she had replied, admiringly, with
that look In her sweet gray eyes that
always made Dan or any one else, for
that matter forget tho obnoxious freckles.
And Dan had strutted proudly on, tho
envy of every small boy he met.
All this had happened two years before,
and today Dan felt that his chance to
become a real fireman was still far, far
away. At tho close of the afternoon
session he confided his troubles to the
ears of "Cross, tho friendly captain of
No. 9.
"I think I'll run away. School ain't
any good when you want to climb lad
ders and save lives. That teacher don't
know a hook and ladder from a chemical
engine."
Cross looked grave. "See here, sonny,
If you ever expect to "get Into tho depart
ment, you want to know something be
sldos ladder-climbing. You stick to your
books, and don't you miss a day as long
as your folks can keep you in school.
Now, mind that."
Captain Cross had just handed Dan a
dime to buy a pouch of his favorite
tobacco when "432" rang out the
bell, and the boy Jumped nimbly aside.
Like a flash tho whole building sprang
Into action. Down the brass pole slid
and crashed the men who had been
lounging In the room, -above. The
horses did not trot from the stalls this
time, but came on a dead run. Cross
always said that the blacks knew the
difference between a call that meant busi
ness and one that did not, but Hasklns,
the battalion chief, only laughed and said
THE LAD LEARNS THAT MORE THAN
BRAVERY IS REQUIRED OF A SOLDIER
was tolling stirring stories of his soldier
life and once, when he paused, Eric for
got his wish not to be seen, and he cried
impulsively:
"I'm going to be a soldier, too. Uncle,
when I'm a man."
The Colonel turned. "You are not made
of the right kind of stuff for a soldier,"
he said, quietly.
"I'm brave. I didn't cry a tear when
the dentist pulled my tooth, did I, mam
ma?" Eric protested eagerly.
"But you must know that one who
cannot obey will never mako a soldier,"
replied the Colonel. "Moreover, a boy
who has not the courage to do right, but
who keeps on doing wrong because It
saves him the trouble of mastering him
self, need never hope to be a soldier. That
kind of a boy has too much cowardice In
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the clever animals always" took their cues
from the men.
By the time that Buck, tho center horse,
had taken, his position at the pole tho
others were In place, and three
men were coupling the heavy col
lars. In the twinkling of an . eye
the lines were adjusted, and the chains
droDned from across tho door. Hansen,
the driver, reached for a pear-shaped pull-1
above his head and gave a tug. mstanuy
the hooks holding the harness flew up to
the ceiling. Impelled by counterweights,
and the horses plunged forward. As they
did so tho ijlpe connecting the boiler with
a furnace in the cellar to keep the water
at boiling point was automatically discon
nected, and dropped flush with the floor
as the two-horso hose-tender followed the
engine out of tho houseT
Coleman, the- engineer, had already
thrust into the firebox a lighted torch, and
under the forced draft huge clouds of
smoke poured from the funnel of old
"9"; as the shavings blazed up they Ig
nited tho pine sticks built up In the fire
box like a cobhouse.
Dan knew all about these torches. They
were six-Inch wind-proof matches, and on
the Fourth of July they made fino fire
works If only you knew the engine man
and ran errands for him.
They were all gone and Dan stood be
fore the empty engine-house. Ho did not
always raco after the engines. He had
an odd feeling that somehow ho was tho
man In possession after they were gone.
An unchlldlsh sense of responsibility for
the houso rested on hln small shoulders.
He was holding tho captain's dime in his
hand when ho folt a light touch on his
arm. He turned to faco Millie, wide
eyed and frightened. Ho thought scorn
fully that girls always acted that way
when the fire-alarm rang.
"Suppose somo of them get killed!"
Dan smiled In a superior fashion.
"They won't get hurt. You outfht to
see 'em skin up the ladder."
"But sometimes the walls fall and bury
firemen," perolsted'the small borrower of
trouble.
A sudden terror seized tho boy. "What
if one of No. 9's men should
"Here, you take good care of this!" he
exclaimed, pushing Captain Cross' dime
Into Millie's warm, moist hand. And
away he sped In the direction the engine
had taken, pushing through push-carts
and street-venders for the trail led
through a thickly populated section.
There it was at last tho pillars of
smoko rising from a factor', the startled
throngs barred out by tho unyielding Are
line.
Dan wriggled his way to the very fore
most point attainable, and watched with
a strange new feeling the work of his
hcroe3. Old No. 9 was belching forth
smoko almost as thick as that which rose
from tho burning building. Up and down
the ladders men were racing against time
to save human beings penned in the great
sweatshop. Occasionally one of tho brave,
helmetcd fellows was outlined against a
gleaming wall of flames. Hoarso orders
and screams' of terror mingled, and then
"something like a groan went up from
tho crowd. A form in tho familiar uni
form, the helmet fallen off, was carried
out of tho building. There-was the clang
of an ambuianco bell, and the throng
parked.
Dan gave a Httlo cry, but no one heard
It in tho general confusion. Something
in tho drenched and smoke-grimed figure
was horribly familiar. Yes yes. It was
Captain Cross! ,
The ambulance dashed away, the throng
closed ln( and a burly policeman turned
Impatiently to a small white face raised
to his.
"He ain't dead, is he?" questioned Dan.
"Dead? No. Just an ugly case of
smoke." Then turning to a roundsman
near him. the officer added:
"I tell you, there's a captain as Is a
captain. He don't order his men no placo
where he won't go himself."
Dan with difficulty refrained from hug
ging the big policeman's arm, and then,
turning, ran after the ambulance. Per
haps they'd tell him something more about
his captain. And as ho tore on toward
tho big building which had always in
spired the lad with a feeling of mysteri
ous horror, a3 the bodo of pain and un
pleasant smells and Instruments," a new
refrain rang in his brain:
"That's what I'll be somo day, a cap
tain what don't send his men where ho
won't go himself a cantaln what is n
captain."
(Copyright, 1902.)
him to stand the test of soldiership."
Poor Eric! The tears rushed to his
eyes. It was a severe lesson for a Httlo
lad, you see. But suddenly he straight
ened nnd looked up.
"I guess my Grandfather Brown was a
soldier, and I havo his gun at home, and
I guess I can be bravo as he was If l
try," ho said breathlessly.
"And you will try, Eric. Oh, you will,
my darling?" It was his mother who
spoke, and now her eyes were shining,
too.
"Yes, mamma; I will."
Only- four words. But how they made
Mrs. Brown's faco light with a happy
smile and how they mado the Colonel's
right hand shoot, out and take hold of
Eric's, "Just as if I waa a man and a 30I
dler," as Eric said afterward to his -dear
mother.
This happened a year ago. That Eric
has kept his word any ono who knows
him will tell you. It has been very diffi
cult to do sometimes bad habits have
such a way of sticking to one but Eric
keeps on bravely trying. And today he la
the kind of a boy that jiot only the Colo
nel admires, but the kind that makes "his
mother say softly sometimes:
"You are growing so like your father,
laddie. Such a comfort you are to me."
MARIE DEACON HANSON,
"When the Band Play on the Bench.
There Is marie in the muslo when the band
plays on tho beach.
Echoes from the deep-sea caverns where the
sounding waters reach.
Rhythmic, whirling, tripping dances, which the
swirling wavelets teach.
Twenty thousand forms dejected, moping, sleep
ing through tho day.
In a flash are resurrected when the band begins
to play;
All the crowd Is in commotion, loungers leave
their beds of sand.
Myriad feet with measured motion moving to
the music-stand.
Barefoot children shout with lauchter as the
stony path they climb,
Portly rorcnta follow after, wheezing hard in
perfect time.
All the Httlo folks aro dancing, Joy transforms
each happy face.
Backward now, and now advancing, posing
with unstudied jn-ace:
Cheering crowds with bliss ecstatic munch, un
heeding cultured scorn.
Quarts of peanuts aromatic, pecks of juicy,
fresh popcorn.
Somber cynics, who wcra napping when the
band began to play.
Find their frisky feet a-tapplng in a lang
forgottcn way;
Men with temrer like a thistle from somo after-dinner
pain
Set their sullen lips to whistle as they catch
the Hltlwr strain;
"Weary faces loso their wrinkles, crying babies
laugh and lea?.
Till tho far-off muslo tinkles in tho rainbow
caves of sleep.
"Waves of melody entrancing, floating outward
to tha cea.
Meet the ocean waves advancing, and in har
mony agree.
Till the bathers feel the swaying of the rhyth
mic waters there.
And, tho Impulse "clad obeying-, float forgetful
of all care.
Neptune dances In the hollow of a crystal val
ley low
"With the mermaids fair that follow where the
coral rardeas xrrow;
And the world itself Is swinging where the
starry spaces reach
To tho marie music ringing when tho band
plays on the beach. '
-John Merrln Hull, In the July Llpplncottfo.
SPORTS FOR
TYS must not only have motion, but
thoy must accomplish something. A
device which will satisfy these two
cravings of a boy's heart, first movement
and second movement put to some use.
Is described here as It actually was made
by three Long Island boys on tho shore of
Great South Bay.
Figure 1 shows tho wheel, very like a
huge plnwheel. The size of thl9 must de
pend largely upon the materials at hand
somewhere between 6 and 10 feet will
make a good dlameterfor the wheel. Tho
supports. A and B. are ono piece. , D,
E and F are four different pieces;' these-r
slant back from the main supports, A and
B, to glvo tho wind a surface on which to
act,
Figure 3 shows the method of fastening
the four plecr3 to tho back of the main
support. B, which, In turn, is fastened to
the back of the main support. A.
The axle, figure 6, must be made from
somo tough wood, preferably oak. Tho
body of the axle Is made square. This la
done to prevent the wlndwheel from turn
ing on the axle. The ribbon or belt
wheel, figure 4. or A on figure 8. can Bo
pieced together from any sort of wood. 1
It should be about 18 Inches In diameter,
and perhaps six inches wide. Figure 7
shows a side view of this wheel. Figure
8 shows tho largo wlndwheel fastened to
the top of tho framework. In order to
have a windmill go round, it is neces
sary that it should face the wind, and to
insure this a tall piece, B, figure S. must
bo fastened to tho stand. It Is often- de
slrablo when the wind is very strong or
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where the windmill is not working that
the wheel should not face directly into
tho wind, and for this reason tho tall
piece must bo mado movable, that is, It
must bo so airanged that It can be set
at any anglo desired. Figure 2 shows how
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DONALD MEETS "DR. PLAINSPEECH"
A CARRIAGE was driven rapidly down
the lane, while from the seat a pale
lady looked anxiously back toward tho
gate where a wco boy waved hl3 hand
kerchief as long as the carriage was In
sight. But the moment It disappeared he
broke frantically away from his gentle
grandmamma's restraining hand and
rushed toward tho orchard, where he
threw himself down under an apple tree,
sobbing as though his heart would break.
GrandmamnSa looked at him sadly, then
shook her head and walked slowly toward
the house, s
"Poor Iamb, poor lamb," sho said Indul
gently, "ho may as well have his cry out
and then perhaps he will be glad, to come
to grandma for comfort."
Donald cried until It seemed as though
his heart -Rould burst, and his breath came
in quivering sobs. The tears fairly rained
down his sorrow-stricken little face. Tho
apple tree seemed to know all about K,
and to feel sorry for him. for the branches
bent low as though trying to caress him,
while the blossoms dropped their leaves
with a soft pitying touch on tho little
bowed head.
Suddenly Donald felt a sharp tap on his
shoulder and looked up very startled to
behold a queer-looking Httlo man. dressed
all in green. Just the shado of the leaves
on the tree.
Donald was a gentlemanly little fellow
and "ho tried hard to stop sobbing long
enough to speak politely to him.
The .Httlo man surveyed Donald sharply
with his head posed on one side and a
half sarcastic, half pitying look on his
face.
"My name Is Dr. Plain Speech," he said,
"and people do not like mo very well, al
though what I say to them Is always for
their own good. Bu then people do not
always llko the medicine which makes
them well, and that is very ungrateful of
them, I think, don't you?"
Donald winced, but preserved a discreet
silence.
"Once upon a, time." began Dr. Plain
Speech, with a sly look at Donald, "there
was a little boy whose mamma had been
very, very 111, and the doctor said the only
thing to make her well again was to go to
another climate for a few months. She
begged hard to take her little boy with
her, but the doctor would not listen to It.
for he said she must have absolute rest.
So she took the little boy out In the coun
try to his grandmamma, who loved him
dearly, and who lived on 0, beautiful farm,
where he could have ail tho fruit and
fresh milk be wanted, and where he could
YOUNG PEOPLE
A FROLIC WITH THE WIND HOW TO CATCH THE SHY AND
NMBLE FELLOW AND MAKE HIM WORK
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to surmount this difficulty. A Is the cross
piece (marked C, flguro 8). and B Is the
tall piece. A pivot is placed at C. figure
2. so that tho piece D will move to the
right or left. By running a bolt through
the hole in the end of the pleco A and
through one of the holes In tho pleco D.
Fttor-c
the tall pleco may bo fastened at tho de
sired angle.
In order that the wlndwheel may face
tho wind, no matter what direction it
comes from, It Is necessary that the upper
part of the windmill should turn on the
AND UNCONSCIOUSLY SEES A PICTURE OF HIMSELF , THE
DOCTOR'S DECIDEDLY NEW EXPERIENCE
gather flowexs-and listen to tho birds sing
ing all day long."
The fairy paused and Donald heaved a
deep sigh. This seemed very much llko
his own case.
"I am sorry to say," continued Dr. Plain
Speech, "that this little boy, like many
older people, was very selfish in his grief,.
He forgot that his papa was left all alone
in the city, and how dreary it must bo for
him when he cama home at night. Ho
forgot how sorry his grandmamma, felt to
see hfr daughter so HI. And the very
worst thing of all. he forgot how his
mamma would miss them, all, and how
much happier It would make her if ho
were brave and cheerful. He was a very
forgetful little boy, you see, and thought
that he was the only ons to be considered
in the case. So, Instead of being company
to his grandmamma and writing loving
letters to his papa, and mamma every
week, ho actually made up his mind that
he would cry Just as hard as ever he could
and see If he would not get so sick that
they would have to send for his mamma to
come back."
"What a horrid little boy!" cried Donald,
Indignantly. "He doesn't deserve the very
least bit to have a good papa and mamma
and a nice farm to go to."
"You wouldn't do like that, would your'
asked Dr. Plain Speech, with a very queer
smile.
"No, indeed," said Dpnald, stoutly, "I
am. going In the house this very minute to
visit with my grandma, and tomorrow I
am going to write a long letter to my papa
nnd to my mamma, and tell them both
what a good boy I am going to be."
Just as the fairy started to go away
Donald remembered bis manners, so he
mado a little bow and said: "I thank you
very much, Dr. Plain Speech, for telling
me such a nice story, and, as I am going
to be here all Summer, I hope you will
come and see me again some day."
"ThIs is a decidedly new experience,"
raiu Dr. Plain Speech to himself. "It Is
the first time I was ever thanked for tell
ing a person the truth about himself."
And he went awny with a happy chuckle
of delight.
TJie Care of the Xnils.
Harper's Bazar.
A young woman who has been Hvlrfg In
Paris for a year says that no French
manicure who treated her hand3 used a
cuticle-knife about her nails or a steel
nall-clcaner. The Httlo orangewood sticks
sharpened to a broad point were used to
push back tho encroaching cuticle, and
.framework. Figuro 3 shows an excellent
way of arranging this. A on figure 9 I3
the bottom piece, shown in D, figure 8.
B and C, figure 9, aro ordinary furniture
castors, see flguro IL The casters allow
the bottom pleco as shown In D, figure 8,
to run smoothly.
Three such supports a3 figure 9 will
answer to hold the bottom of the support
ing framework. When tho wind blows
against the tall piece, tho windmill moves
Just like an enormous weather vane.
Tho supporting framework made for
their windmill by tho three Long Island
boy3 was constructed of small saplings
bolted together. A section of this Is shown
In figure 10. Saplings answered tho pur
poso admirably. Any tough timber, how
ever, will do quite as well. The bottom
pieces of the framework should be Im
bedded in tho ground to tho depth of at
least three feet. If two bolts are used at
each Joint, as Indicated In the diagram,
the work will be as solid as can be de
sired.
Tho sails of tho windmill can be made
either of canvas or of unbleached muslin.
If tho sails aro laced to tho supports in
stead of being tacked on, they can be re
moved when desired. This is often essen
tial In tho case of storms, when the wind
Is likely to damago tho wheel.
The ribbon, or belt, which carries the
power from the wlndwheel to the ground,
should be made of strong canvas, hemmed
at the edges. Tho- ends aro Joined together
with strips of soft leather. See figure 12.
There are many ways in which the wind
mill can pay for tho trouble It will cost to
make It. The wheel can be mado to pump
water or grind tho tools of tho amateur
workman. It can saw wood or earn
money by running a printing press. In
fact, tho wheel will furnish a considera
ble amount of power, which, with a little
Ingenuity, can bo arranged to do almost
any sort of rough work.
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to clean tho nails after each washing ot
the hands. In this way the delicate
enamel of the nail is not injured, and tho
under surfaco of tho nail point Is kept
smooth. Tho French manicures, too,
polish more often with, a bit of chamois
rather than a regular polisher, and cut
the nails with a clipper Instead of curved
scissors. These clippers come in pairs,
one for cutting tho nails of each hand.
Emery boards or a velvet file Is recom
mended for the Httlo filing needed to
shape tho nails. Never cut the cuticle
around tho nail, but press back lightly
with the orangewood stick. Dally brief
caro when the nail is soft from the use
of soap and water is all that is needed
to keep tho hands In good condition with,
a weekly manicuring. Use lemon Juice
instead of any other acid to remove
stains.
How to 3Inlce Pastry Sheila.
Few cooks or housewives aro equal to
producing a weH-mndo pastry shell, yet
this should not be looked upon as so dif
ficult an undertaking. The making of puff
paste Is quite an art, but, after all, It calls
for only perseveranco and practice. How
ever, there aro numberless catering estab
lishments, bakeries and pastry shops
where ono may find fairly good patty
shells at moderate cost, and their con
venience and other advantages are ob
vious. Shortly before serving, these patty
shells aro to bo made very hot, and at
the last moment only maj the filling' be
Introduced, otherwise the moisture of tho
mixture will become absorbed by tho
pastry, changing its flaky crispness Into a
soggy, unpleasant condition.
A formula for chicken-patty filling Is
given, ono which may be adapted with
combination with sweetbreads, etc It
will make filling for patties for 12 per
sons. Put into a saucepan one pint of cream,
thicken with two even tablespoonfuls of
flour smoothly blended with a tablespoon
ful of butter, a saltspoonful each of salt
and pepper and a quart of white meat of
chicken cut Into Bmall pieces. To this, as
seasoning, may be added a dash of pap
rika and tho same of curry, and a des
sertspoonful each of lemon Juice and
onion Juice, or they may bo omitted, ac
cording to taste. The yolks of two eggs,
well beaten, may be stirred through tha
mixture just as It Is taken from the flro.
03ter patty filling may be made after
the same formula, but with the omission
of the lemon juice and curry. This fill
ing may be made of half cream and halt
milk, but In such case double tho quan
tity of butter will be required.