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THE SUNDAY OBEGOXIAN, PORTIiAND, OCTOBER 22, 1905". El- T T Ti 1" T T SIDELIGHTS , ON THE DOMESTIC- LIFE OF mma names in Her Italian Home America -s great prima donna 48 Stolen Waters Are Not Sweet Sermon Written for The Sunday Oregonian by Dr. Newell Dwight Hillis, of Brooklyn. 11 7y cp rfh rm7F IT h,a far cry from the footlights to the farm, and' from the calcium to the "Campiglio," but -Emma -Eames, artist American, and the greatest Alda of the. age, welcomes the Spring as do'the birds and gladly turns her back upon the great Metropolitan and flies to her Italian es tate for a Summer of domesticity. The following account of the great slng 1er's homo life in Vallombrosa Is from a personal visit there "by Louise Closser Hale. There are thousands of Madame Emma Eames' friends who, hearing' her sing, rwill say that her home is the great open tepace, the boundaries of which aro the erch of the proscenium. Her "neighbors Just across the.footUghts,,andvthosoimore remote admirers In the balconies,, think they know ier well. They have .seen her In the trailing robes of Juliet, or the sim ple gown of Marguerite; dark skinned as Alda, or fair and white as the young bride, Elsa. They And her a neighborly neighbor, for she gives plenty of her art and strength and personality to those who weep or thrill as they listen to her. Sympathy is meat and drink to the sing er, but, unfortunately, we' cannot give as much s we take, so In the Spring, the big home with its canvas castles, electrio rivers, and calcium moons is to be closed and Madame Emma Eames flies to Val lombrosa. As soon as she reaches her Italian estate she becomes Mrs. Julian Story. It Is the beginning of the 'simple life, or of household duties and dairy su perintendence; of the friendship of little chickens, new puppies and old ponies"; of fine's favorite flower In one's own garden and the companionship of one's hus band. Mrs. Story was reared In New England; Mr. Story, In Rome. They have a lux urious house In Paris, but it is this sun ny mountain slope that rises before, them and awakens a responsive throb, when the home longing Is kecnNand vacation time has come. All of us who dwell across the foot lights from Mrs. Story -must bear in mind that Mr. Story paints pictures, and ex pends his energy wherever his portrait commissions may take. him while. his wife is singing. Since 'wo are romantic, this adds to our delight when wo think of the long Italian holiday they enjoy yearly. "Camplgllonl" is the farm, stretching over yellow fields and vineyards, and "Torre dl Campiglio" Is the home, and aptly named, too, when the interpretation signifies the happy abode of art and good iellowship. Mrs. Story, In simple while duck, was the personification of hospitality, and wel comed me with "It's simply fine "of you to come." A hearty laugh from the group jon the terrace broke in upon her greeting and made her call hastily, "Don't tell any stories without me. Let us go over there," she said, rising, "one can never afford to miss a good laugh, and German dialect is too rare on these prem ises to Ijo slighted. I often wish that I had one of my own, or that Joe Weber, Xew Fields or Sam Beraard could hear porno of the attempts at English that feach my ears during an opera season. Oh, we have droll times!" Later she spoke of the great nervousness that she Jelt during a performance, and of the concentration necessary for the proper in terpretation of a role, and of her dis comfiture one rainy evening when she found "Lohongrin" in full array, protect ing himself from a leaking roof with a large umbrella, and refusing to go on the stage without it. She has a keen sense of humor, and quite loses herself as she listens -to a group of story-tellers. Unlike most strong personalities, she does not rob those around her of their noise and REQUISITES "What Is This is the first of a series of article on cooking, specially written for The Sunday Orrxronlan by MJss Lilian II. Tingle, director of tho Portland School of Domestic Science. Miss Tingle 1b a graduate of the Aberdeen, Scotland, School of Domestic Econ omy, and for tlx years was In chance of the domestic science department. North Dakota Manual Training School. She will furnish a lesson each wek for Tho Sunday Oregonian until j after tho holidays. Their practical worth will be appreciated by every hoasowife and by domestics as well. PERHAPS no expression is more often -used by students entering our Domestic Science school than the phrase "ordinary cooking," and while presumably it means something definite to the user, I must confess that the more I hear it, the more puzzling it becomes. "Ordinary cooking," I don't bolievc any two people will agree exactly In their in terpretation of it. One lady says. "Tou know, I know all about ordinary cook ing, but I want to know how to make soup." Another, "Of course I am used to ordinary cooking, but I don't know anything much about meats." A third,' "Have you a course in salads and sim ple deserts? I am no good at those, though I can do ordinary cooking all right." Others want cake, bread, sauces, frozen things, etc, but tho majority add that they know all abopt ordinary cook ing, and on putting all these statements together one finds that almost every kind of dish lias been excluded from "ordi nary cooking" except, perhaps, cornmeal mush and coffee. And alas! how rarcaro really good cornmeal mush and coffee! A Few Essentials. It seems to me that the ordinary cook should know how to prepare tho simpler purees, cream and thick soups (to begin in order of courses for an ordinary din ner) together with plain broths, vege table and fish soups. She should know how to manage that foundation of tasty and economical cookery tho stock-pot, what should go into it and what should go lsewhore. In connection wJth fish and meat she should know the difference between-broil ancTfry, roast and bake, boll and stew. She should kUow simple Jr l I ease, but, on the contrary, possesses the rare faculty of bringing out the very best that is In thorn. The scene suggested a llttlo court to .the Amorican girl, a pleasant court, with modern manners In a mediaeval setting, though the house, for all Its 15th century air, is as new as the frame dwellings that line the streets of - our Western cit FOR MAKING an Ordinary Cook?" Asks Miss Tingle, ways of treating cheap. though nutritious cuts of meat, so as to make them easily dealt vrith hy both teeth and gastric Juice. She should" be able to make good cream sauce and a well flavored brown gravy free from grease and lumps. She should use left-overs iti a mastorly manner, good household bread, a few plain rolls, threo or four standard cakes and cookies, steamed puddings of a straightforward kind, cereals, simple salads, desserts such as jellies and custards, good plain pastry and some useful batter mixtures should all be easy for her. She should be able to cook potatoes properly (a far too rare accomplishment) and to produce nn attractive though not necessarily elabor- ate (dish of greens or other vegetables. She should know how'to serve fruits both raw and '.cooked and good ways of using eggs and cheese. And her tea, coffee and cocoa should be above reproach. Know ing all these things she is a cook (al though only yet of the first degree) and Is ready to begin on frills and refinements In the way of flavor, finish and variety on her way to become what Is some times called "a lovely cook." Not knowing these things, she does not de serve the honorable title of -cook she is merely a dabbler. .t , ' . The ordinary cook can usually make at fm MISS LILIAN K. TINGLE. ies. Every one of the rough stones that form the thick. walls was taken from the estate, every bit of timber in the heavy nanelllncr and rafters from the tres that grew In the fields, now cleared and culti vated. It was the original intention to drive through the wide doors that opened on the roadway directly into tbo great hall, after the manner of mediaeval days, nut by degrees luxurious divans were in troduced, book shelves wero put up. read ing tables with big lamps were found a comfort, a raised platform for tho grand piano was built at one end. and the hall became the favorite lounging place in the house. The broad staricase leads to tho gallery which runs around two sides of the second floor, from which hang ancient silken banners and rare pieces of tapestry. The bedrooms open on this gallery, and are fitted up with that agreeable combina tion of New World comfort and Old World effect, which is found throughout tho house. The dining-room and a de lightful reception-room occupy the first floor of the tower, both of them with quattro cento mantelpieces that Mr. Story picked up upon the demollshment of old palaces In Florence. Several flna pictures hang upon the walls, and the music library is stocked with operatic scores, but there Is no evi dence of tho studio or the stage In adornment or equipment Tho photo graphs of celebrities aro absent, though the platures of friends are displayed with a pride that is not always granted to per sons of unknown quantity. The breakfast, or luncheon, was served on the delicate green and white ware of the Cantcgalll establishment In Florence. The vegetables and fruit were raised on the farms; the wine, of course, was of the landlord's own making; the whole wheat flour, through all its various processes, had not left "Bandita Story," and there was a delicious concoction of home-made goat's cheese that caused the visiting neighbor, who once lived in close proxlm Ity to the Harlem species of goat, to wonder if she had always- made the most of her opportunities. Coffee was served in the hall, for there tho men can smoke. In .the early hours of the afternoon the OF AN ORDINARY COOK and Then Proceeds With Her First lesson. least one kind of cream soup. It Is al most Invariably cream of tomato. I find, and cream of tomato ranges all the way from a curdled mixture of thin milk and lumpy canned tomatoes, with a dab of butter and a'mqurnful sprinkling of black pepper, up to a bland and delicate rosy cream with a harmony of blended ac cessory flavors leading up to and em bellishing without overpowering the one from which it takes its name. Many peo plp attempt no other cream soup and, very few purees, and they hardly real" Izc the Immense and wholesome variety that they might enjoy by the learning of a few principles and tle exercise of a little ingenuity. It Is convenient to consider purees and. cream soups together, since often the addition of, milk Is the only difference be tween them. On looking over a large number of recipes with' a host of In gredients it trill be fount that all -contain; 1. The foundation Peas, beans, vegeta ble, fish, flesh or Jowl, as the case may be,' cooked soft and passed through a sieve. 2. Flavoring materials Onion.' celery, herbs, rplcte. etc. ' 3. Liquid Stock, water, milk or a mix ture of them. Fat Butter, oil or dripping. . 5. Binding -material Floor, cornstarch, aato or egg yolk. And occasionally. 6. Coloring Spinach Juice, caramel, lob ster j?awn or cochineal. Suppose you have a recipe for potato soup with the following Ingredients and quantities: 1. Foundation 1 pound potatoes. - Flavoring i pound onions, 4 pound white celery. 6 pepper corns, - cloves, a sprig of parales', H bay leaf. 3. Fat 2 tablespoons dripping or butter. 4. Liquid 1 quart water, i pint milk. B. Binding materia! tablespoon flour. . Important Details. Begin by cleaning and cutting up the vegetables In thin slices; then melt the"" fat in a saucepan of suitable size and cook the-, foundation and flavoring to gether for 15 or 20 minutes, without browning. The cover may be put on, and the vegetables shaken and stirred from time to time. JThe process Is known as "sweating," and both heightens and- ex tracts the flavor. If the soup were a brown one the materials might be browned slightly with the lid off. Now add the - water and simmer until the vegetables are tender (the exact time will of course depend upon the size of the piecas.) Pass all through a wire .sieve (the finer the better a superior Eoup of' this kind Is usually passed household went to their rooms for the usual siesta. Mrs. Story led tho guest to a big cool room with the hot sunshine I slanting through the wooden shutters. saw that the bed was ready for complete repose, and tapped on the door a minute later with tho offer of a negligee, "which won't fit, but do tako it." The hostess herself rested for a few minutes only, then 'drove over the farms m a little dog cart with a pony in the shafts, and a big hound leaping frantically alongside. Dogs are the particular delight of the owners of XII Torre. They are all sizes, ranging from one remarkable specimen (built like a colt, feathered llko an os trich, with the antics of a chimpanzee, whose pedigree runs back to a Scotch sheep dog belonging to Sir Walter Scott, and is of the same breed as "Bob, Son of Battle"), to the little brown dachshund (a gift of the Emperor of Germany), who was under the surgeon's care and wore a headdress "like Tannhauscrs Eliza beth." as his mistress said. In the farm buildings at the foot of the hills are the horses. The oxen live across the courtyard, and vehicles for elegant ox-driving ,are drawn up under an arch way. They are used when crossing the hills over the rough ground not yet made Into roads, and resemble wicker clothes baskets on two little wheels, with cush ioned seats facing one another, for the oxen are led. not driven. "Wo do not always dress for dinner." said Mrs. Story. "The gong rings, but this half hour is set apart for watching the sun set. Come to my window, look out! Do you wonder, that I love It?" The tops of the hills wero still glowing, though the valleys were filled with purple mist, and the patch of firs which hid the old monastery was like a great splash of Ink against tho trees of lighter verdure. The air was still, save for the sudden sweet trill of a bird. "Listen I" whispered the other singer. "That is the nightingale. I come here every evening at dusk to drink in tho glory of this scene, and that little bird seldom fails me. Is it not .the most ex quisite thing in the world? When I hear it every care in Hfo slips away, and I am glad to be Just alive that I mav stand and listen." through both a wire and a hair sieve, or wrung through a tammy cloth.) Use a wooden spoon to rub the material through the sieve and a clean metal spoon to scrape the pulp from the under side of it. Return this pulp to the pan. Tou will notice that the thick jjart is slightly granular and tends to sink to the bottom. We use the binding ma terial to give smoothness and prevent this separation. While the soup Is re heating mix the flour gradually with a little milk to the consistency of thin cream. Boil the. rest of the milk and pour the flour paste Into it. Stirring un til it bolls and thickens. Purees. For a richor soup or for purees with out milk, a mixture of equal parts of flour and buttor, ulthcr worked 'together raw or cooked and known as "roux," may be used Instead of the flour paste. Now combine the thickened milk and the hot pulp, and give a' final careful sea soning of salt. Taste your soup using a clean spoon. If more -pepper is liked, use "white pepper or the smallest possible quantity of cayenne. Tou should now have a smooth, white creamy soup with a tine though delicate flavor. Do not boll it after adding the thickened milk or you will cause it to darken a little. Follow the same method with other ma terials. Dried peas and beans are soaked over-night in cold water and do not share in the "sweating' gjven to the other ingredients; but otherwise the method is the same. Some binding ma terial Is always necessary to secure smoothness and prevent separation. He member to boil the flour, cornstarch, or sago, box never boll a mixture with beaten egg yolk or it will curdle. Is making Cream of Tomato soup, curdling is prevented by. adding a pinch of baking soda to the tomatoes and having the milk thickened before the strained, smooth pulp is added. Finally remember that a puree or cream soup-is a soup, not a porridge. Do not serve it too thick and "stodgy," but have It of a true creamy consistency. LILLIAN E. TINGLE. Trees 500 Feet High. Exchange. There are several species of the euca lyptus tree, one of which attains a height of about 500 feet, and single specimens have reached a diameter of SI feet, but one of the chief recommendations of tie eucalyptus Li that, like the alianthus. it is of rapid growth. At Cannes. France, a tree planted in 1S62 had reached a height of 60 feet In. 1S72, and there are specimens in TexiB raised like the Cannes tree from se4. that attained that. height in Ave or six years. Text "Stolen, waters are sweet." FOR centuries men have excused their pleasures and sins by the statement that stolen waters are sweet. No proverb has been more popular among those who love to look over the hedge and covet forbidden fountains and poisoned fruits. Literature, also, holds this prov erb, embalming it in many a book, even as a wa3 Is caught in the ' honey in which it Is drowned. And yet the proverb flies in the face of experience, observation and ethics. It 13 as superficial as It Is false. It Is the old. old story o! the transformation of sin into an angel of light. The proverb was first spoken by a beautiful woman, who used this wlll-o-the-wisp light to lure a noble man Into the paths of folly that led to the City of Destruction. Just as Delilah spoiled Samson of his supremacy and manhood. Jest as Cleopatra spoiled Julius Caesar, so this daughter of beauty ruined the young King. But the stolen apples were apples of Sodom, the stolen waters that promised sweetnqss turned to gall, the palace that looked stable and scented to be lined with silken pleasures became a heap and a ruin. If at last the bitterness of the great King's exclamation "Vanity of vanities, all is vanity," moves us Ilka the strain of noble eloquence, the elo quence Is born of passionate regret, keen remorse and blackened yesterdays. Sin Ms nn Angel of Light. Plainly, poisoned pleasuros cast the charm of magic upon the imagination. Seen from afar, the stolen apples look large and rosy, the stolen waters sparkle as they flash above the fountain, and tho stolen pleasures promise un wonted piquancy and crlspness. Sin, wearing her disguise of beauty, points to the morrow, but the pleasure promised is always a mirage that flees on beforo the eager pursuer. Never once have the stolen waters been sweet. In that beautiful story of the flrst fall, the forbidden fruit he.ld an unwonted bloom. But tho apple turned to ashes, and the stolon waters left a bad taste In the mouth, and when the Incident was over the garden of Adam and Eve had become a desert full of thorns and thickets. Achan also coveted the wedges of silver. In Imagination the white metal shone like the sunlight. Soon the theft ended with two broken hearts. It Is tho old. bid' story. Queen Jezebel is discontented In her palace and her gar dens, because, looking out of her window, she perceives another vineyard whose waters and fountains look sweet. But when tho friend's villa has been stolen, and tho coveted possession was hers, the multitudes who once cheered the beauti ful Queen began to frown upon her, and tho drama ended with ermine robes dragged through the mire, and a woman's corpse lying In the street. Judas' story" is typical. From the beginning of history to the present hour, every betrayal of ofilce or trust fund, or solemn pledge of friendship and honor, has ended with the soul revolting against Its sin and itself. "For ho that slnneth wrongeth his own soul." Tho GJamour of Sin. For many reasons, through their poems, their drinking songs, their Jests and stories, their suggestive pictures, bril liant and evil men have cast a glamour over many sinful pleasuros. In its end. drunkenness means a face seared ag with a hot iron, bleared eyes, pendulous Hps, the reddened nose, in short the spirit of Bacchus done up In terms of physical ugliness, passion and semi-Idiocy. But when one reads the drinking songs N of men like Robert Burns, the ugly hag is transformed into an angel of beauty, tho slaughter pen is hidden behind vines. THLK-0-PHOHE .GONGEHTS 3IANY IilSTEX ATTENTIVELY TO THE SELECTIONS GIVEN'. Ability of JTnchines to Reproduce Vocal and Instrumental Compo sitions Is Remarkable. The continuous concerts given on the Talk-O-Phone in the premium department of The Oregonian at tho Ellens Piano House, Park and Washington streets, are greatly appreciated by men, women and children, who listen attentively to the selections rendered- The ability of the talking machine to reproduce, the great est variety of compositions, both vocal and Instrumental, Is demonstrated daily to many music-lovers who appreciate tho remarkable offer which enables The Ore gonian to place these machines in the home of its subscribers at such low cost and on such easy terms. Orchestral se lections nro rendered In sufficient variety to fully show the wonderful reproducing abilities of the machine. The tones of the different instruments of the orchestra are given clearly and distinctly. Tou can hear the wail of the violin, the treble of the flutes and the soft tones of the harp blended together with sympathy and ex pression. Serious music and ragtime, clas sic and popular music, are rendered with fullness of tone and distinctness of enun ciation which makes the machine such an entertainer and educator ' for all classes. Listeners at theso concerts are ireijueiiwy iicui u lu aaf iuui wu oj i the machine makes it Just right to give 1 good service without being too bulky, and ' without being so small that the volume of tone Is insufficient for tho needs of a good-sized drawing-room. The number of persons who are acquir ing these machines is steadily increasing. Many homes In which it Is not practicable for ono reason or another to Install a piano, or other large musical Instrument, now have the talking machine. Tho num ber of selections that can bo played upon It are limitless, the records are indestruc tible, so that it is possible to hear over and. over again one's favorite selections. The machine is simple in construction and costly repairs are unnecessary- Peo ple of all classes and conditions of Hfo are .entertained by It, and for that reason the olfcr made by The Oregonian has met with such a hearty, popular response. These machines may be obtained by all old and new subscribers for The Dally and Sunday Oregonian, on surprisingly attractive terms. Call at the premium de partment of The Oregonian, at the Ellers Piano House, Park and Washington streets, and obliging clerks will explain to you how to obtain the $23 talking ma chines free. . Continuous concert. Hear your favorite selection. Fashion or His Rat. New Tork Herald. Tho time for buying Fall hats has como around again, and as this period recurs wlth. great regularity ev,ery year it .becomes a question of consid erable interest to the man who has to the corpse is wreathed with bridal blos soms. In Its essential reality, war is hell, ruin lying across the face of the land, "from Atlanta to the sea." like a red-hot iron drawn across the pag of an illuminated missal, or an ugly scar on a child's cheek. But ambitious men clothe war in terms of rhetoric, Ml ui that a nation needs a war once in every twenty years to tone up Its manhood, and soon Napoleon becomes a hero. Nor Is there one single pleasure that set rr-s beautiful and alluring in the beginning, but that turns to agony and heart-break in the end. Sin is like the briar It in Australia. The petals of the blossom He Just In front of a score of thorns that are sharp as needles. The eye sees noth ing but the voll of beauty, while tho hand stretched forth to pluck the blocm feels nothing but the poisoned prickles that leave their virus and pain In t" swollen hand and arm nature's pathrt.c ami striking warning against the Illusions of sin. The Illusions or Sinful Desires. All the fruitage of-sinful desires is an illusion, fictitious, unreal and destructive. Forsaking his books, forgetting that N had a score of great poems half c,n plete. Burn's goes to th Ale house, wastes his glorious wit and humor in ribaldry drinks the. long night through, and then wakes up to find that "pleasures are like popples spread, you" seize the flower. I's bloom is shed, or like a snow-flake fn the liver, a moment white, then gone forever." So faded Byron's illusions of pleasure. "My days are in the yellow leaf. The flowers and fruits of love ar gone: the worm and canker at the roots are left alone." 'Slpful power alone is a figment, a de lusion. To follow Its light is to follow the light of putrescence and decay. That monarch of Spain scorned Justice, loved power, spoiled tlje people by unjust tax ation, betrayed them into the hands of wicked governors, and called his coun try one of the first-class nations B.it the power was a sham and Illusion. One day Providence lifted the scourge of war. and Spain's power was shattered like a potter's vessel, under a single stroke. Where now are the provinces of Spain' Gone all the northern states of Africa Gone Holland! Gone Porto Rico ail Cubaf Gone the Philippines; gone all tl.a golden days of Emperor Charles th Fifth! Sinful gold also is a phanlom Evil lends a yellow lustre to gokl. b :t when the day of retribution comes, th gold turns to rust and tho purple t rags, and King MIda's crown becomes a band of red-hot Iron, burning Into thr brain Itself. Last week the whole coun try wa3 shocked by the discovery that n. great man In a wostern city had for ten years been forging checks, padding tlv pay-rolls, and robbing the peoole of their school funds. Strangely enough his pec ulations were successful, and the clt' will recover sjme of Its stolen money But the man will never recovor his good name. In retrospect doubtless the jcars of abundance now seem like a sickening dream.' Today once more the page of events has become like the Scriptures of God, full of instruction nnd warning-. Verily, sin is a boomerang, that return ing destroys itself. Today the. youth In the hour of Illusion pursues an angvl o? light. Tomorrow when the pursuit over, the sun will fall from the sky, the day will turn to pitchy darkness, and tha clasped angel becomes an encircling flend, whose touch Is pollution, whoso embrace Is death. For this is the voice of Ex perience, the voice of History, the o!cp of Nature and of God. "Stolen waters are not sweet," and "he that slnnrta against God doeth wrong unto his own soul." buy tho hats. Where do the hats lef over from last year go? Of all the thousands and thousands of hats made and sold In New Tork, never a on seems to be left over at the end of the season. It is as nearly Impossible t- And an out-of-date hat in a Broadwav .store as to get a frosh-lald egg in a Bowery restaurant. Tet, surely, some hats are left over at the end of the season. At a casual glance It seems a reasonable explanation that the ol.l hats are gathered up and shipped to the Far West or tho tributary countrv districts. But this is denied by the ha dealers. They say that It would no pay. Neither are the hats thrown away or given to charity. The persist ent inquirer then finds the trap set for the unwary. The old hats are mlxe.l with the new stock, and when a man comes along who looks easy of decep tion or who cannot afford to pay the price asked fcr the new styles, one of the old hats Is sold to him at a re duced price, and both dealer and cus tomer aro pleased. Hundrodu of hat? are put off this way every year on the unsuspecting public, but they are tho occasional ones In the vast crowd and pass unnoticed. "What the Real London Is. Spectator. London is a shop and a bank, a gam bling hall and a cathedral. Its street are paved with gold and set with thorns It is the place for arich man and the place for a poor man. It Is all wealth and happiness: it is all poverty and dis tress. It Is a huge paradox. Many things are possible in London that are also im possible. If it so pleases you, and yju possess the ability to do so, you may live not merely a double life, but half af dozer different lives, which will never das! with .one another. Tou may be In Lond ,v at the same time a priest and a pirate T ifo- onourH for hev f vrm. DRINK Bars Men from Employment Every line of business Is beginning to shut its doors absolutely to drinking men. Business competition has become so keen that only men 01 steadfast habits can find employment. Employers do not want men that are ad dicted to drinlc A drinking man Is not in lit condition to handle responsible work. Continual drinking diseases the nerve system. No will power" can cure; treat ment is necessary. Cures Whiskey and Beer Habit Take 0BBINE Quietly at Homei To cure without patient's knowledge, buy ORRINE No. 1; for voluntary treat ment, buy ORRINE No. 3. Price, $1.00 per box. Cure Effected or Money Refunded Book on "Drunkenness (sealed) free on request. ORRINE mailed (sealed) on re ceipt of $1 by THE ORRINE CO., lac, Washington, D. (X, or sold in this city by 36 Woodard, Clarke ft Co., Tortland. Or. i