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WOMAN CSS Author of T5he AMATEUR CRACKSMAN, RAFFLES, Etc. ILLUSTRATIONS fey O. TRWLN MYERS eopywoHT a P0BP3 -Avtunrtc ccwPViy . CHAPTER XIII Continued. 12 And yet he seemed to make no se cret of It; and yet It did explain Ills whole conduct since landing, as Toye had said. She could only shut her eyes to what must have happened, even as Cazalet himself had shut his all this wonderful week, that she had forgot ten all day in her ingratitude, but would never, in all her days, forget again! "There won't be another case," she heard herself saying, while her thoughts ran ahead or lagged behind like sheep. "It'll never come out I know it won't." "Why shouldVt it?" he asked so sharply that Bhe had to account for the words, to herself as well as to him. "Nobody knows except Mr. Toye, and he means to keep it to himself." "Why should he?" "I don't know. He'll tell you him self." "Are you sure you don't know? What can he have to tell me? Why should he screen me, Blanche?" - His eyes and voice were furious with suspicion, but still the voice was lowered. "He's a Jolly good sort, you know," said Blanche, as If the whole affair was the most ordinary one In the world. But heroics could not have driven the sense of her remark more forcibly home to Cazalet. "Oh, he is, is he?" "I've always found him so." - "So have I, the little I've seen of him. And I don't blame him for get ting on my tracks, mind you; he's a bit of a detective, I was fair game, and he did warn me in a way. That's why I meant to have the week " He stopped and looked away. "I know. And nothing can undo that," she only said; but her voice swelled with thanksgiving. And Caza let looked reassured; the hot suspi cion died out of his eyes, but left them gloomily perplexed. "Still, I can't understand It. I don't believe It, either! I'm in his hands. What have I done to be saved by Toye? . He's probably scouring Lon don for me if he isn't watching this window at this minute!" He went to the curtains as he spoke. Simultaneously Blanche sprang up, to entreat him to fly while he could. That had been her first object in coming to him as she had done, and yet, once with him, she had left It to the last! And now It was too late; he was at the window, chuckling significantly to himself; he had opened it, and he was leaning out. "That you, Toye, down there? Come up and Bhow yourself! I want to see you." He turned in time, to dart In front of the folding doors as Blanche reached them, white and shuddering. The flush of impulsive bravado fled from his face at the sight of hers, " Tou can't go in there. What's the matter?" he whispered. "Why should you be afraid of Hilton Toye?" How could she tell htm? Before she had found a word, the landing door opened, and Hilton Toye waa in the room, looking at her. "Keep your voice down," said Caza let anxiously. "Everf If It's all over with me but the shouting, we needn't start the shouting here!" He chuckled savagely at the Jest; and now Toye stood looking at him. "I've heard all you've done," contin ued Cazalet. "I don't blame you a bit. If It had been the other way about, I might have given you less run tor your money. I've heard what you've found out about my mysterloua move ments, and you're absolutely right as far as you go. You don't know why I took the train at Naples, and trav eled across Europe without a hand bag. It wasn't quite the put-up Job you may think. But, If it makes you any happier, I may as well tell you that I was at Uplands that night, and I did get out through the foundations!" The Insane Impetuosity of the man waa his master now. He waa a living fire of impulse that had burst Into a blaze. "I always guessed you might be craiy, and I now know It," said Hilton Toye. "Still, I Judge you're not so crazy as to deny that while you were la that house you struck down Henry Craven and left him for dead?" Cazalet stood like red-hot stone. "Mlsa Blanche," said Toye, turning to her rather shyly, "I guess I can't do what I said Just yet I haven't breathed a word, not yet, and perhaps I sever will, If you'll come away with me now back to your home and never see Henry Craven's murderer again I" "And who may he be?" cried a voice that brought all three face about. The folding-doors had opened, and a fourth figure was standing between the two rooms. CHAPTER XIV. The Person Unknown. The Intruder was a shaggy elderly man, of so cadaverous an aspect that WONDERS OF GRAND CANYON No Other 8pot on Earth Is Believed to Possess the 8ame Interesting Formations. Many people still living can remem ber a thrill ot wonder and admiration that ran through the world In reading of the daring exploit of Major Powell In 1869 In navigating the rapids ot the Grand Canyon ot Arizona in a small boat It was his account of his trip more than anything else up to his face alone cried for his death-bed; and his gaunt frame took up the cry, as it swayed upon the threshold In dressing-gown and bedroom slippers that Toye instantly recognized as be longing to Cazalet. The man had a shock of almost white hair, and a less gray beard clipped roughly to a point. An unwholesome pallor marked the fallen features; and the envenomed eyes burned low in their sockets, as they dealt with Blanche but fastened on Hilton Toye, "What do you know about Henry Craven's murderer?" he demanded in a voice between a croak and a crow. "Have they run in some other poor devil, or were you talking about me? If so, I'll start a libel action, and call Cazalet and that lady as witnesses!" "This is Scruton," explained Cazalet, "who was only liberated this evening after being detained a week on a charge that ought never to have been brought as I've told you both all along." Scru ton thanked him with a bitter laugh, "I've brought him here," concluded Cazalet, "because I don't think he's fit enough to be about alone." "Nice of him, Isn't It?" said Sen ton bitterly. "I'm so fit that they wanted to keep me somewhere eUe longer than they'd any right; that may be why they lost no time In getting hold of me again. Nice, considerate, kindly country! Ten years Isn't long enough to have you as a dishonored guest. 'Won't you come back for another week, and see if we can't ar range for a nice little sudden death and burial for you?' But they couldn't you see, blast 'em! He subsided into the best chair in the room, which Blanohe had wheeled up behind him; a moment later he looked round, thanked her curtly, and lay back with closed eyes until sud' denly he opened them on Cazalet. "And what was that you were say lng that about traveling across Eu rope and being at Uplands that night? I thought you came round by sea? And what night do you mean?1 "The night It all happened," said Cazalet steadily. "You mean the night some person unknown knocked Craven on the head?" "Yes The sick man threw himself for ward In the chair. "You never told me this!" he cried suspiciously; both the voice and the man seemed strong er. "There was no point in telling you, "Did you see the person?" "Yes." "Then he isn't unknown to you?" "I didn't see him well." Scruton looked sharply at the two mute listeners. They were very in tent. Indeed. "Who are these people, Cazalet? No! I know one of 'em,1 he answered hlmBelt In the next breath. "It's Blanche Macnalr, lsn' It 7 I thought at first it must be a younger sister grown up like her. You'll forgive prison manners, Miss Macnalr, if that's still your name. You look a woman to trust If there Is one and you gave me your chair. Anyhow, you've been in for a penny and you can stay in for a pound, as far as I care! But who's your Amer' can friend, Cazalet?" "Mr. Hilton Toye, who spotted that I'd been all the way to Uplands and back when I claimed to have been in Rome!" There was a touch of Scruton's bit terness In Cazalet's voice; and by some subtle process It had a distinctly mollifying effect on the really embit tered man. "What on earth were you doing at Uplands?" he asked, in a kind of con fidential bewilderment. "I went down to see a man." Toye himself could not have cut and measured more deliberate monosyl lables. "Craven?" suggested Scruton. "No; a man I expected to find at Craven's." "The writer of the letter you found at Cook's office In Naples the night you landed there, I guess!" It really was Toye this time, and there was no guesswork In his tone. Obviously he was speaking by his lit tle book, though' he had not got It out again. "How do you know I went to Cook's r "I know every step you took be tween the Kaiser Fritz and Charing Cross and Charing Cross and the Kaiser Fritz!" ' Scruton listened to this interchange with keen attention, hanging on eaoh man's lips with his sunken eyes; both took it calmly, but Scruton's surprise was not hidden by a sardonic grin. "You've evidently had a stern chase with a Yankee clipper!" said he. "If he's right about the letter, Cazalet, I should Bay so; presumably It wasn't from Craven himself?" "No." "Yet It brought you across Europe to Craven's house?" "Well to the back of his house! I expected to meet my man on the river." "Was that how you missed him more or less?" that time that called the attention of the world to the magnificence of that wonderful gorge and to the brilliancy of the coloring on Its rocks. The United States has recently pub lished a bulletin, No. 649, a report on the geology of a portion of the Grand Canyon by L. F. Noble. This gorge offers an opportunity of studying the history ot the formation of our globe presented In no other spot now known. On the top are deposits ot the Carboniferous period, and below this strata, some of them ot Immense "I suppose It was." Scruton ruminated a little, broke into his offensive laugh, and checked it instantly ot his own accord. "This Is really interesting," he croaked. You get to London at what time was it?" "Nominally three-twenty-flve; but the train ran thirteen minutes late," said Hilton Toye. And you're on the river by what time?" Scruton asked Cazalet. I walked over Hungerford bridge. took the first train to Surblton, got a boat there, and Just dropped down with the stream. I dqn't suppose the whole thing took me very much more than an hour." Aren't you forgetting something?" said Toye. 'Yes, I was. It was I who tele phoned to the house and found that Craven was out motoring; so there was no hurry." 'Yet you weren't going to see Henry Craven?" murmured Toye. Cazalet did not answer. His last words had come in a characteristic burst; now he had his mouth shut tight, and his eyes were fast to Scru ton. He might have been in the wit ness-box already, a doomed wretch cynically supposed to be giving evi dence on his own behalf, but actually only baring his neck by inches to the rope, under the Joint persuasion of Judge and counsel. But he had one friend by him still, one who had edged a little nearer in the pause. "But you did see the man you went to see?" said Scruton. Cazalet paused. "I don't know. Eventually somebody brushed past me In the dark. I did think then but I can't swear to him even now!" "Tell us about it." "Do you mean that, Scruton? Do you insist on hearing all that hap pened? I'm not asking Toye; he can do as he likes. But you, Scruton you've been through a lot, you know you ought to have stopped In bed do you really want this on top of all?" "Go ahead," said Soruton. "I'll have a drink when you've done; somebody give me a cigarette meanwhile." Cazalet supplied the cigarette, struck a match, and held It with un faltering hand. The two men's eyes met strangely across the flame. "I'll tell you all exactly what hap pened; you can believe me or not as you like. You won't forget that I "What Do You Know About Craven's Murderer?" Henry knew every inch of the ground ex cept one altered bit that explained Itself." Cazalet turned to Blanche with a slgnlflca-' look, but she only drew an Inch nearer still. "Well, it was in the little creek, where the boat house is, that I waited for my man. He never came by the river. I heard the motor, but It wasn't Henry Cra ven that I wanted to see, but the man who was coming to see him. Even tually I thought I must have made a mistake, or he might have changed his mind and come by road. The dresslng-gong had gone; at least I supposed it was that by the time. It was alinoBt quite dark, and I landed and went up the path past the back premises to the front ot the house. So far I hadn't seen a soul, or been seen by one, evidently; but the French win dows were open in what used to be my father's library, the room was all lit up, and Just as I got there a man ran out into the flood of light and" "I thought you said he brushed by you In the dark?" Interrupted Toye. "I waa In the dark; so was he In an other second; and no power on earth would Induce me to swear to him. Do you want to hear the rest, Scruton, or are you another unbeliever?" "1 want to hear every word more than ever!" (TO BB CONTINUED.) Poor Speculation. In theory it Is good to go about shed ding aunshlne and making two smiles grow where one groan grew before, but In practice the pursuit Is some times unpleasantly painful. Should you, at the dinner table in the board ing bouse which you infest humorous ly request the waitress to fetch you a few capsules in which to take your butter, or Inform the landlady that she does not really keep her boarders longef than any other reduced gentle woman In that part ot town, but la stead keeps them so much thinner that they look longer, you may win a few pale smiles from your fellow guests, but the mistress of the man sion will soak you two dollars more per week for your wit. Kansas City Star. Apt to Be Costly. . Wife Oh, Tom, I dreamed last night that you bought me a beautiful automobile. Hub Good heavens! You'll ruin me with your extravagant dreams. thickness, ranging down to the Cam brian period at the base. In the Grand Canyon we come to the basic rocks of the earth, the granite and gneiss. This panorama is described at prob ably the most complete geological rec ord of the world revealed to the eyes of man. - What Is the true test of character, unless It be Its progressive develop ment In the bustle and turmoil, In the action and reaction of dally life? Goethe. V VI J in ICS!. rtV T HIS is being written in China, where, at the moment of writ ing, there is much talk ot dis covering and following the Mil of the people on the question of monarchy or republic. Those who best know China can only smile. There is something amusing In the idea of discovering the will of China's mil lions of peasants on a subject of na tional moment, says a writer in the Dundee Courier. The patient Chinese husbandman knows nothing and cares less whether he is ruled by a president or an em peror. His opinion on any matter of national importance will not be dis covered within the next 100 years. He has to discover it himself before oth ers can do so. At present It does not oxist. His one idea of good govern ment is to be left alone In peace with- ut being too greatly robbed by offi cials. If his crops tre good he leaves politics, whether local or national, to those who are interested In them. For his part, he has less than no interest. The Chinese peasant is a man al most entirely without ambition. He bas two ruling passions of life, and these are so closely allied that they may be described as one, The acqui sition ot wealth is out of the question (or him. To him a Mexican dollar which is worth about 1 shilling 9 pence is a vast sum, and twenty of them constitute a fortune. If he earns the equivalent of two pence a day he is doing famously, but you cannot save much oft two pence a day. Since ho cannot amass wealth, therefore, he sets himself to amass a family, it oni may so phrase It. The strongest am bition of his life perhaps passion would be a more accurate term I to get married and to rear a large family, preferably of boys. Second only to that Is its desire, having BURYING ,A PLAGUE YlCTIrt. reared his family, to have the mem bers ot It married as well. And be cause marriage is the beginning and end of the existence of a Chinese peas ant the matter is taken with quite tremendous seriousness. He marries young. Rather, he Is married young, for the contracting parties are not the two most immediately concerned, but their parents. The contract is drawn up long be fore the young people are of a mar riageable age, and past it the young people cannot go if they wish. But they seldom wish. The young man Is content with the choice made by his mother. One girl is as good as anoth er to him, so always she can rear a family. What women think in China matters nothing to any one; among the peasant class, that is to say. Yet for all his passion to get married, the young man seldom dreams ot provid ing a home for his bride. He is con tent to take her to his father's house, and to rear his children there. The time will come, of course, when the little home will become too small, but It serves him for a very long time first Everyone a Worker. From this custom of two or three generations living together springs the fact that everyone, from the young est to the oldest, does some kind of work to help. A little tot of three may be seen gathering bits of stick; the tottering old grandmother is generally found trying to weave or spin. Chi nese youngsters appear to have no real childhood. They do not laugh as do our children, or as do the children, MOST FEMININE OF TREES Both In the 8ummer and Winter the Birch Delights In Theatrical Effects. The birch, above all our American trees, delights In theatrical effects. And if that sentence is objected to on the ground of "pathetic fallacy," we will commit the whole sin at once and add that it is the most feminine of trees. In earliest spring, when the hepat lcas are pushing up last year's leaves and our Berkshire mountainsides are donning their frail, delicate veils of color, the young birches are conspicu ous for the startling brightness of their new foliage, a green so much lighter and more vivid than all the other greens that it would arrest attention even It It were not borne on a snow white stem, Walter Prlchard Eaton writes In the Century. Your young birch has all the daring of a debutante. Later, when the summer thunder Itorms come, the birch has another trick up Its sleeve. Some afternoon MzMl m id say, of our Japanese allies. In point of fact, one has to visit Japan to find children who appear to make the most ot life. They laugh all day and every day, and they never seem to find any thing worth crying over. Yet it must not be supposed that, because the Chinese child works at an age when our children can do little more than toddle, life for them is one ot gloom. In their own way, they are perfectly happy while they are working, and one doubts whether they would be anything like so contented If they were set to play as we know play. The same holds of the wife of the peasant. Day after day Bhe Is forced to work, and very often the burdens she is forced to carry are disgracefully heavy for a woman. But what else is there for her to do? She has ro housework to perform. She cannot read. She is not educated, and she has not been taught to think. Every writer on Chinese matters makes mention of the filial respect dis played by Chinese young people. Yet it simply does not exist. They are misled by the fact that ancestors are worshiped and old people revered. It has to be said ot the Chinese peasant that he never allows his old father or hip old mother to starve so long as he has a handful of rice to share. There are no poorhouses for old people in China. They are not needed. But be tween child and parent there is no sign of respect. Men and women In China are not respected until they are either dead or approaching death. They they become tremendously im portant. Man Without Sympathy. One characteristic ot the Chinese peasant is his indifference to pain. He may be badly smashed up, yet he will cling to life with a tenacity that pulls him through where a European would go under. 1 saw a man the other day who fell thirty feet down the hold of a ship. One side of his face was ter ribly battered. Two of his ribs were broken and one arm was badly dam aged. A European would have been carried Instantly to hospital. His one anxiety was to be allowed to return to work and his description ot those who would not allow him to do so lacked nothing in point and directness and was sufficiently comprehensive to in clude their ancestors, existing rela tions and heirs forever. He simply could not understand what all the bother was about. From this Indifference to pain, again, springs a want of sympathy with another sufferer. A man may die en the roadside without the slightest notice being taken of him. Let bis relatives take care of him. If he is dying, why trouble with him? It Is the business of the authorities to cart away the corpse. Why should anyone woriy over him? For the matter of that, of course. If the case Is one ot plague, say In Hongkong (where the laboring class Is only a little better than the peasant class In China), a dying man will bo taken Into the street and left there. It that cannot be managed the body will later be slipped out quietly and left some dis tance away. If it Is kept in the house the authorities will come round with brushes and pails and disinfectants and other foolish things, and clean the house and fumigate It, and generally annoy the Inmates. The idea of an noying living people because of a man who is dead is ridiculous! a dark, gunmetal thunder head will mass behind the crest of a hill and suddenly an old birch on the summit will leap Into startling prominence, so that it focuses the entire attention, like a single splendid streak ot chalk white lightning. Again, In midwinter, when the birch by rights should be protectively col ored and inconspicuous, It Is the other trees we do not notice, and the birch which rises by the edge of the frozen stream, perhaps, or against the dark wall of the pines and displays alt Its snowy limbs to the best advantage against evergreen or sky. What Is Fame? Dr. E. M. Perdue ot Kansas City, studying pellagra In collaboration with the Institute of Experimental Hy giene ot the University of Rome, was In New York and dropped Into a Broadway vaudeville house to pass away an hour or so. As he approached the box office a long, lanky gentleman ahead ot him said: "What's going on here tonight?" "Leslie Carter is here in pictures," was the reply. "Shucks," said the stranger, "I've teen him." PICKLING CARROTS AND BEETS Winter Vegetables Are Invaluable for Replenishing the Cupboard Fixing Sweet Peppers. For pickling baby carrots great cart must be taken in choosing firm and well-ripened vegetables. The advan tage of preparing these winter vege tables is that they can be pickled or canned with much greater ease than in the summer when a warm kitchen is an abhorrence. A few cans ot car rots, beets or peppers are a real addi tion to the season's store without ex tra cost of any sort. Boil the carrots until tender and then rub off the skins in cold water. Cut them up (unless you are using the young carrots I mentioned above in that case use them whole). Pour cold vinegar over them; add a slice of onion, two bay leaves, and a tea spoonful of celery seed to each one- half dozen carrots. Do up in air-tight jars, and let the jars stand upside down over night and if any liquid runs out, screw them up a little more tightly the next morning. Pickled beets may be treated In the same wan. Use one dozen good sized beets, two quarts of vinegar, one quarter ot an ounce of mace, one-quar ter of an ounce of ginger, one salt spoonful of pepper, two tablespoonfuls of grated horseradish. Boil the beets until tender, then re move the skins and cut them up, plac ing them in jars. Put the vinegar Into a porcelain-lined kettle, adding mace, ginger and pepper. When this reaches the boiling point take frc.-sij the fire; then add horseradish ivu", pour, hot, over the beets. SoftJ ip in air-tight Jars, using the sum-- test for tight ness. Kea ana green bwh. peppers may be put up, too. Cut a slice from the stem end ot each pepper and take out the seeds, then cut it into a thin strip, going round and round the pepper with a sharp knife. Cover with boiling wa ter for two minutes, drain, and place In iced water for ten minutes. Drain again and pack Into glass jars. Boll vinegar in the proportion of one quart to two cupfulB of sugar fifteen min utes. Fill the jars and store In a cold place. RAISINS A VALUABLE FOOD Their Value Is Too Frequently Ignored Some Breakfasts That Are a Little Different. Try combining for breakfast prunes or raisins, cooked, drained and mashed and slightly sweetened, with an omelet, spreading a cupful of them on them before folding over. Dried apples which have been soaked and well drained may be fried like fresh apples and served with the bacon. A pound of dates cooked with a pint of cornmeal, a teaspoonful of salt, a ta blespoonful of flour and a pint of cold milk will vary the morning mush. A cupful of stoned, chopped dates Is an agreeable - addition to apple sauce, added when the apples are alrroot cooked. Baked apples are delicious (f the centers are filled with stowed prunes. If cooked prunes or dates are chopped fine they may he added to the breakfast muffins, thus giving va riety to an everyday dish. Many a child who will not eat a cereal in the morning can be tempted to do so if chopped dates or figs are allowed to simmer a few minutes and then mixed with the cereal, or placed around It Don't leave your raisin Jar on the shelf, using It only occasionally, for this most valuable dried fruit will supply elements necessary to health at a minimum cost When properly baked in bread they are almost idea) food for children. Woman's World. Cranberry Shortcake. Make a nice biscuit dough and cut It with a round biscuit cutter. When baked split the number you need, but ter them and put a tablespoonful ol made cranberry sauce on tho under half and a tablespoonful of whipped cream. Cover with the other half, put sauce on that and cover with whipped cream. Use the remaining biscuit! some other time by warming between two pans. New Angel Food. Sift together four times one cupful ot sugar, one cupful ot pastry flour, three teaspoon Tula ot baking powdet and a little salt; add to this mixture one cupful ot scalding hot milk, then cut and fold In the beaten whites ol two eggs. Turn Into an unollod tin and bake in a moderate oven 45 min utes. Any flavoring desired may be used. King Hamburger. - Put one cupful of rice on to boll In double boiler, salt to taste. When done remove from fire, put Into deep pudding dish. Take one pound ham burg steak, add salt, pepper, half onion chopped fine (onloh can be omitted), put on top of rice In dish, then add one can tomatoes. Put In oven, bake one-half to one hour. Delicious and very economical. Deviled Onions. Mince six cold boiled onions fine, make a thick sauce of one teaspoonful flour, one tablespoonful butter and two-thirds of a cupful of milk, To this add the minced onion and finely mashed yolks of two hard-boiled eggs, one tablespoonful chopped parsley and a seasoning of salt and paprika. But ter scallop shells, fill with the mixture, sprinkle with breadcrumbs and brown, Steak and Tomatoes. Procure a piece of round Bteak, the desired amount Fry It a good brown; then pour over it a can ot tomatoes, season with salt, pepper and a Bmall onion. Cook it slowly for a couple of hours. If you use a tireless cooker, you will find this a very satisfactory dish. , Apple Johnny Cake. One pint of white meal, two table spoonfuls ot sugar, one-half teaspoon ful ot salt, one-halt teaspoonful of soda, one teaspoonful of cream of tar tar, milk enough to make soft batter, three apples pared and allced. Mix In the order given and bake In a cake pan 30 minutes. MIXED FRUIT RECIPES FREQUENTLY AN ADVANTAGE IN A COMBINATION. Excellent Jelly, Marmalade and Paste Prepared From a Mixture of Cran berries and Apples Economy In the Scheme. It is often a decided advantage to' the housekeeper to make jelly out of a combination ot fruits sometimes be cause the combined flavor may be preferable to either alone and some times because it may be more eco nomical, as, for Instance, when she has too little of either fruit to use for this purpose, or, to cite another in stance, when she wishes to extend the flavor of some special fruit as quince through a considerable amount ot material less highly flavored, as apple. Sometimes, too, there Is an advantage m both flavor and color, as when cranberry is combined with mild- flavored apples. An excellent combination for home made jelly, according to the home eco nomics experts of the department who have been studying the uses of differ ent fruits, is cranberry with apple. Equal quantities of cranberries and of apples cut up Into small pieces should be just covered with water and boiled until the fruit Is soft Strain the Juice through cheesecloth. Add to the pulp the same amount of water as at first, boll the pulp a second time, strain as before, and combine the two lots ot juice. Add three-fourths as much su gar by measure to the Juice, and boll again. The jelly Is done when a few drops taken up with a mixing spoon will Sake on the spoon as It cools In stead of dropping off of It Pour the jelly Into glasses which have Just been sterilized In boiling water and thor oughly drained. Seal the glasses In. the ordinary way. The pulp which remains after the juice has been drained oft for jelly can be used to make excellent "marma lade," or "fruit cheese," as old-time housekeepers called It. The pulp should be passed through a, sieve, aJ equal weight of sugar added to it? and boiled until it Is thick and flrmT It must be stirred freqrqntly so that It will not burn. The thick marma lade should be poured into freshly scalded glasses or Jars. While the color Is not quite so good as Jelly, the flavor Is distinctive and good, and such "fruit cheese" is delicious when spread on bread and butter or when used for filling bread-and-butter sand wiches. If loss sugar is added in mak ing marmalade, It can be used in place of fresh or dried apples for Browq Betty and similar fruit puddings. Lentil Loaf. One, quart can tomatoes, or enough to make two cupfuls after being boiled down and strained; one-fourth bay leaf, two cloves, one small slice onion, one cupful lentils, two tablespoonfuls butter, salt. Boll the tomatoes with the seasoning and strain. Thera should be about two cupfuls of juice. Add one cupful ot lentils, which have been washed and picked over, and the butter and Bait. Cook until the len tils are soft and the liquid all ab sorbed. It Is well to do this in a double boiler, though the first part ot the cooking may be done with the upper part of the boiler set on the stove Instead of over water. Turn out Into a square buttered mold. When cold cut into slices. The lentils may be soaked overnight in water, drained, and baked slowly for three or four hours with the tomato Juice. , Dinner Sweet. Make one-halt pound ot good short pastry and roll out very thin. Cut into two even sized lengths and spread with the mixture given below, place the two strips together. Bake In a hot oven. Sift sugar over and cut into fingers. For the mixture mince six good sized apples, put them Into a basin with three ounces ot currants, two ounces of breadcrumbs, pinch of mixed spice, grated lemon rind, three ounces ot brown sugar, one ounce of melted butter. Mix well together and use as directed. . 8tewed Kumquats and Prunes. Six kumquats, one cupful soaked, pitted prunes, sugar to taste, half cup ful water. Prepare the prunes by soaking them until plump In cold wa ter to cover. Then drain and pit them. To the cupful add the kumquats sliced thin and one-halt cupful of water In which the prunes have been soaked. Simmer gently for a few moments and then add the sugar, a generous third cupful If liked sweet Cook slowly until the kumquats are tender. Un less cooked very gently they will go to pieces. Farmhouse Hash. Cut cold cooked beef or mutton Into small bits, reheat in gravy or In a sauce made ot butter, flour and water In which a little beef extract has been dissolved. Season with salt, pepper and grated onion if you choose. Fill a buttered baking dish two-thirds full. Cover the top with seasoned mashed potato made very light and white ot an egg beaten to a stiff froth. Bake in a hot oven until the potato is well puffed and brown. Poverty Stew. For a change I peel and cut my tur nips In small squares, quarter the po tatoes and take one large onion cut up small, place them all In the kettle together and boll until soft and pota toes mealy. Add butter Blze of egg, salt and pepper to taste, and you have a stew that tastes good when you are hungry. Try and see. Exj change. Fried Cod Salad. Cut the thick white part ot tha fish In four-Inch squares, soak over night In plenty of water, peel oft the skin, wipe dry, fry a delicate brown In hot fresh lard, remove as soon as browned; clean the spider, pour In one cupful cream, thicken with one teaspoonful cornstarch, salt to taste, pour upon platter, lay on fish and, err.