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FR ID A Y FEBRUARY dO. The Beaverton Review Issue«! ev e ry ton. O regon. F rid a y a t Tli<* Beaverton Review 19:tt B eaver BELOW ZERO A Romance of the NorthWoods E ntere d as second-class m ail m a t te r Dec. 9, 1922 a t th e I'oetoffice a t B eaverton. O regon, u n d er th e act o f M arch 8, 1879. J H. liu le tt, E dit r & F o re c a stin g fro m Began in H olland in w eath er fo re c a sts S tates w e re m ade Cleveland A bbe, at 1869. Publisher w e a th e r ch arts I860. T e firs t in th e I'n ie d by P rofessor C in c in n a ti, in T his H appened In Missouri A m isaouri m an recen tly d ed ow ing th e e d ito r o f th e B ngville Bu gle fo r a n unpaid subserption of ttx y e a rs ’ sta n d in g . The e d ito r atten d ed the fu n eral, and placed a palm leaf fan and a block of ice on the c a sk e t a s his trib u te to th e d ep arted .— E xchange M rs. E rn e st G nard g eo rg e to a t tend (he fu n e ra l o f R obert Kennedy a t Rgdlands. C alifornia, last 8 a t- urday. Mr. and M rs. Dewey D rorboug ' attended a su rp rise p a rty a t the heme of M r a n d Mrs. C arl B erger a t R ythany la s t F rid a y evening. The Child Reader by M A RJORIE BARROW S E d ito r, C hild L ife M sg az in s. I met Bill’s fath er today. “Bill’s six years old.” he said. ’Tie's _____________ a h a r d-h e a d e d young man and he tre a ts fairy tab's with a withering contem pt. He likes |! real stories. He likes simple books about how things happen. Are there a n y n e w books th a t will fit Bill?” I gave him the nam es of several new ones, for th ere a re lots of Bills in Marjorie B arrow . Americ* and many authors are w riting Just th e so rt of books they like. Real A dventure Best. If your Bill doesn't ta k e to fairy tales, to legends, to fables, don’t force them on him. Offer him Instead Char l o t t e Kuli's delightful “A T rain, A Boat, and an Islan d ''—th e story of a real fam ily's real trip to Bermuda. Offer him Ileluiz W ashbum e's fas cinating "L etters to Channy”—a real m other's letters of a trip around the world w ritten for her own little boy back home. Offer him "T he P ilgrim '. P a rty ” or “The Cruise o f Mr. Chris topher Columbus” by Sadybeth and Anson Lowitz, two humorous and very Interesting picture books th a t acquaint younger read ers with stirrin g history. P erhaps Bill w ants to know more about motormen and firemeD and what they really do. Mrs. K uh's books for sm all children will help him out there. Perhaps he would like “ How It All Began,” a book th a t Is delightfully w ritten and Illustrated by Ja n e t Smal ley. I t will tell Bill how prim itive man w atched th e lightning and found he. too. could make fire by tw irling two .tic k s around together. L ater man found o th er ways of heating and lighting and a t last we got our m atches, gas, oil and electricity. The book goes on, in th e sim plest faghlon, to show th e beginnings o f messages, of travel, clothing, houses. It Is n thrilling so rt o f real fairy tale th at particularly appeals to boys like Bill. T ravel S tories Are Good. W hat happens to a real le tte r a fte r It gets posted may also Interest some of our very youngest readers. Wil liam Siegel, a R ussian a rtist, tells a sim ple sto ry about th a t In “Around th e World In a Mailbag.” Bob and B etty's le tte r to th eir fa th e r doesn't reach him In San Francisco. So it Is forw arded to China, B ussla, France and even to Egypt. But though the various postm en do th eir best th e let te r does not finally reach him until he is back In New York again. The pictures m ake this book especially a t tractive. H ere a re Just a few of the new hooks fo r fairy-tale-strikers. Many more a re to be found In th e libraries and bookstores. Ju s t exactly the book your PHI Is looking for Is w aiting for him there. And It is Just th e right book for him a t the present time. T ake him along and le t him help find it I be auoked in u w affle iro n , e x tra oil being added to e n su re Brown- •ng . •* Harold T itus w Kt U • X RVICt ly and managed a sort of siulTe. "1 “Get back! Get aw ay! IV'n't you I w anted to tell you how . , , how dare touch m e!" He called her name again, almost aorry I am th at th e hoya did what savagely. F eet so raped on th e floor; they did. . . . W on't you com* In?" She rose, and he could see that th e a sharp cry ns with a crash the light In the office went out and the glass was rallying her composure rapidly. “ I feel like an Intruder." he said, ad In the door showed a blank for John vancing. “1 came over here on the Belknap. "Paul I Get out of this office, I toll chanee that 1 might And the m anager and ran Into the late unpleasantness I” you ! Get aw ay . . away 1* “ I am the m anager,“ ah« said simply. Panic, now, In the tone, and for the And now surprise had him w holly; man waiting outside there was but one so completely th a t he blinked and move to make. , . . The faint light from the hallway, laughed outright. "W h at! You. . . . Why, a girl In fu rth e r Im paired by his own shadow as he poised there, hand still on the th is mess?" She flushed deeply. knob, revealed them. "I guess th a t's w hat It Is; a mesa. A desk lamp lay on the floor at the m an's feet and he w as turning, relin Even stran g ers know! 1 am Ellen Richards. This w as my fath er’s com quishing his hold on the girl's wrist, looking over hts shoulder with a white, pany. I've been trying to carry on for drawn face. He posed so a moment, over a year now. since he . . . since he died." staring a t this in tru d er who showed "Oh.” he said dully. "O h!“—• bit only In silhouette. longdrown. this time, and In a sort of "W ell?”—In sharp dematul. relief ra th e r than amazement or stu|ie- Young Belknap did not move; did not reply for a moment. Then he said faction. Relief, because It was a girl on whom his fa th e r made w ar! almost c a su a lly : It simplified m atters for a chap In "I happened to overhear you being told to get o u t I opened the door for an em barrassing position. A man. ! even In a pinch, might want to tight you.“ Gorbel whirled to face him then, ; through to the flnith on his own re- feet spread, arm s held with stiff t sources. A girl tike this—the sort of | girl you took to tea and the th eater truculei.ee at hts sides. “And who are you?”—bright eye* ’ and to supper c lu b s ; a nice girl who searching, striving to Identify the lookod as though she read hooks and played golf and would complete the shadowed face. p icture of a sm art roadster—would be “The chap who opened the door.” needing help. Lota of help I Immedi “Well. . . . Close It. then, and tend ately I It was her tough luck th at she to your own affairs!" had Incurred the atten tion of an old John shook his head. “No." he said. “Not until the . . , ty ra n t such as hla fath er was turning out to b e; hts good luck that alio was the lady asks me to." He coaid see her standing In the In trouble, Riled with anim us as he w as for old Tom. an .chlng as he deeper shadows where she had awlftly w as to show what he c. . do. retreated on h!s appearance. She was “ W ell!” he said as he took the chair backed against a filing case though In need of support. He added, th e n : she Indicated, and In the third ejacu lation was a deni of satisfaction, as “1 don't h ear her asking me to get of one suddenly rounding a dubious out." C orbel's hands were knotting «.L corner Into an unexpected bonanza I fists. “It was terrible the way the boy* “You d—d eavesdropper!” he m ut met you.” she said. "T here’s an ex tered. “You—" cuse for It. of course. It can be ex John took th e few quick strides th a t plained by the fact th at they're to put him face to face with Gorbel, so worked np over w hat has been going close to him th a t he could hear the i on and so loyal to my father's memory man's quick breathing. th a t they do these things regardless of “No names I” he m uttered. “No * 1 my w ishes. I’m . . . I’m so sorry I I names . . . o r any other talk. Are, 1 feel responsible for It, and for their you going out on your own legs?” hurting you." Gorbel swayed backward. Ills right He touched his cut lip. hand swept the desk top, and with a “ Don't mind me. As I understand growl John had th e arm In one hand. th e situation you seem to have troubles tw isted the man about, and wrenched enough w ithout worrying about a upw ard on th e w rist until Gorbel scratch on a stra n g e r!" H er eyes dropped. “And It was aw doubled over with a cry. fully generous of you to . . . to do “Drop it!" w hat you did Just now"—voice trem b “T h e devil w ith—" ling ever so little. “F irst we hear that “Drop It, I told y o u !" Gorbel struggled, but th e lock on his Tom Belknap’s bully Is coming here to barm more of my men and we bent w rist was secure. He bent forward for relief its John opened the door. you up In our ex citem ent Next, yon The cold night surged In on them, and walk In horp to find Tom Belknap's then the one was running down the p a rtn e r ..emending su rrender and save steps to regain the balance that the me . . . em b arrassm en t T here are some m atters a girl can't handle . . . o th er's shove bad Imperiled. alone.” At the bottom he whirled and lifted John stirred uneasily. To tell a girt his face, normally handsome, now who could spenk of a man with such wrenched with rage. “You sw ine!" he cried. “ You'll pay contem pt and anim osity that he was th a t m an's son was a bit more of an for th is!" “Collect, then I But you stay away ordeal than he cared to undertake, from here until you’re sent for! Get considering his objective. He had found her In a m an's Job, In a man's th n tr He closed the door and turned hack fight, confronted with a man's prob to the office, removing his cap as he lems, but she was no m an; a girl, with fem inine reactions and prejudices, and went. B righter lights burned now, for a to reveal Ids identity would term inate th is talk abruptly. clu ster In the ceiling had been switched on. The girl sa t at a littered desk In Illsd ie a rt went down . . and then the middle of the room, pale, shoulders rebounded. Sandy's letter rested In hunched, head bowed. He stopped, his bill-fold. Good old Sandy, so ra t poised In surprise. She was the girl tled at w riting a letter of character he had seen In the station waiting room, and with her coat and hat re M r. an d M rs. J . A rchie W ill moved, In the Jersey dress which ex o f T obias w ere p leasan tly posed a graceful column of throat, she iam s su rp rise d on S a tu rd ay evening was as out of place In this office with Its battered desks and dingy w alls as a b y a g ro u p o f th e ir frie n d s. Those flower In a wood yard I p re s e n t w ere: M . and M rs. Lor- John spoke: en tze n , M r. and M rs. Je s s H ays, “ He called me an eavesdropper. I M r. an d M rs. G eorge Bosely, guess. In a way. be was r ig h t” C harley an d E lm er A nderson. "F ortunately, you heard.” she m ur C ard s w ere th e d iv e is ’ n o f f c mured. and then looked up. "Oh I . . . a f te r w hich refresh m en ts Oh, I didn't know It wag you 1” She e v en in g brushed at her s o f t short hair nervous w e re serv ed . Ï ifï Do you call them griddle raker flap jacks. Im ttercnkes, pour cakes, skippers,. slapjacks, o r hot cakoe? It d oesn't re a lly m at,i*r, because you a re sure to oall them good! W affles, too, sim ply m elt in your n-cuth, so g et out your griddles and ysuir w affle irons, clip out those redvpes. lsy In n plentiful supply o f sy ru p —and p rep are to enjoy yourself! W affles and ra k e s s ta rte d life as B reakfast delicacies hut now they are served fo r su p p er and lunch eon and even p a rtie s pm. T here are cndlese v ariations in natkm g them , and they a re the boon o f every he- i gin n in g cook. To m*x gv*.ddlo ra k e s or w affles, any m ixing bowl m ay he used but it la convenient to use n special w ide-m outhed p itch er w ith stra ig h t s'dea. from which the b a tte r may be poured. The b a tte r should u s ually be as thin as will keep it's shape when cooked T est It by pouring a little onto th e griddle and Baking. If it is too th in , add ' a little more flo u r: i f *t is too thick 1 add a little m ore milk, and keep on te stin g u n til it su its you. W hite flo u r 'i* used fo r th e sta n d a rd recipe, b u t you m ay also use buckw heat or g rah am flour Sour m ilk cakes a re m ore te n d e r ; this b a tte r of course needs soda, while ; the sw eet milk uses b ak in g powder. Most w nffie and griddle cake r e cipes call fo r liquid sh o rten in g You will find it much sim p ler to use the Idnd w hich is alread y in a liquid form . D igestibility D epends on S h ortening Hsvd Oakes and w affle* a re com pletely d ig estib le If they a rc cooked prop- that he left out tno once Im portant, but now damning, third of his name I II* picked up her last w ords: “Yes: a lot of m atters a girl can't handle alone." hut his steady gaze on her face was n-*l one of sym pathy or understanding. II* was sizing her up. sludging her I d the light of a possible vehicle for that urge for vengeance. "Throwing your caller out was simple. Mnyhe It w o n t lie so easy to help you In other things. But th a t's what I came here fo r: to ask for a chance to try." "M eaning Just w hat?” aha asked with an odd bluntnesa for a girl. 'T h a t I understand you're looking for a woods superintendent and Pd like to take on the chore.” "And th at , . . th a t's w hat brought you to Shoestring?*' Surely It wns a surge of relief, the sudden dnwnlug of an unlooked for hope, which uiistendled tier tone then I Well, now, a young man can't He, can he? Not to a girl who, for an Instant and even through the concen tration of a savage purpose, seems peculiarly lovely to behold? No. . . . Tills young man could n o t; but for tho siike of attaining Ills goal ho rany evade a little, may he not? "I've Just finished one Job. I don't know how g o o d I am ; I’d like to find I erly and chew ed w ell; th e ir d ig e s t- \ ibility depend* largely upon the kind of sh o rten in g used F or this reason, and because o f lh*’ case of p rep aratio n . m«»fl cook* use a pure tdand o*I fo r th e ir b atter. If th e notion strik e* you, you ' m ight try adding fr u it to your w affle b a fte r, or m aking chocolate w affles B utterm ilk w uffles uro j made by using h alf b utterm ilk and 1 h alf »wee# m ilk, com bined With 1 It U<as|Kvoti soda am i 2 '« t<« spoons b aking powder. You m ight even like corm neal w affles. G riddle cakes, especially cereal, bretelcrum h an d 1-uckwlwat cakes. ' s iv som etim es served w ith sauce «>! g rav y . Some people like jelly or m arm alade and on th e special knda (cheese, pitntenbo or vege tab le hot cake») a special sauce is used. W affle» a re often served ; w ith w hipped cream or even ice cream , but th e favorite accom pan im ent is cith e r light or d ark kstro syrup. H ere a re the reetpes to try on your own home gnldiew! J \ ENVELOPES out. When I heard of lli* Jam you're In here”—lifting one hand and giving It a little tw ist ns though Ihc explana tion were self-evident—"1 thought It might he a good place to see what I'ui good for . . . wliiil I'm wound on." ( C o n ’t N ex t W eek) in 2 5 for \ TYPING PAPER 5 0 0 Sheets »» ” ” 100 ‘ NOTE BOOK PA D S 2 for V ” ” ” 3 for 5c j \ BEA VER TON RE VIE \ A Novel Sweet Potato Disk * “Yes; a Lot of M atters a Girl Can't Handle Alone.” Chocolate W affles V cup flour 1 tsp, lurking powder 5 tsp sa lt Hi cup oil 2 squares chocolate 3 eggs, Beaten I cup su g a r 1 t*P. van 111« S ift fk>ur once, m easure u.ul Imk'iig pow der am i salt and » I f again Melt c h o c o l a t e , mix w ith the oil and blond. Combine su g ar and eggs, th en add c h o c o l a t e m ix tu re; beat thoroughly T hen odd flour and vanilla. Bake in w affle icon. Serve w ith B u tter and w hite sy ru p or a ft»smy sauce M akes 4 fuur-seetfon w affles 36 Griddle Cakes 2 Vs cups flour 4 teaspoons baking pow der Hi tap. sa lt 2 cupa milk l V » l G riddle f s k s s 1 eg g beaten 1 cup flo u r I teaspoon oil \ tap. soda I teaspoon su g ar I cup cold cooked cereal Mix d ry ingredients and sift. I Hi cups »our milk Add m ilk slowly, then beaten egg 1 egg. Beaten smixvth. Add oil and heal an o th rr 1 tbsp. oil m inute, then cook on a hot g r ddle. If you like, lu h a titif o brown su g ar Hi t»P. s a lt fo r w hite, o r use syrup instead of 1 Make Bke the G riddle C»kr* su g ar. A ny g m ld le cuke b it te r may sta n d ard reci|>c atnv*. By Jane Roger* JUTOTlfTNO #111 do more to glvo i s Interest to a meal, w hether It be a formal or Informal repast, th an a dish In which flavor and appearance combine to lift It out of the ordinary routine.; . Baked and candled sweot pota toes are delicious, but can scarcely be called unusual. Kw««t Potato ^Volcano Is even m ore delicious and possesses the added te s t of decided novelty. Equally Impor ta n t from tho point of view of tho busy housewife Is tho fa rt Hint It Is easy to prepare. Only In tho careful combining of tho seasonings Is special care re quired, and here, ns In tho case of practically all other vegetables. I a Judicious use of sugar Is highly Im portant. Hugar Is usod In com bin atio n with th e salt and pepper to blond the other seasonings nnd develop th*_ n atu ral.flav o r_ o f the MICKLE. THE PRINTER'S DEVIL — Ten MiuiiLe W affle* 2 cues flour 4 traap . ta k in g |>owder 1 tap. sa lt 1 Hi cups m ilk 2 ■'teg*. (>caten se p a ra te ly 4 tti*pa oil » Mix ultd sifti d ry 'ingredients, add milk slowly, .then yolks uf eggs uml m l; then fold In s tiffly B eaten egg w hiles. B a lte r sh o u ld lie fa irly tu c k (U ihk enough Ito show “a track w Io n spoon ■» draw n ihruug)| it) before oil ta added. Use isour milk, only 1 te a si’oon Baking |»>w- iler an d add \ teaspoon soda, fo r a very ten d er w affle. sw eet potato. It Is Used again to form tho e la te that gives the dish Its crow ning touch of appetising novelty. Sweet Potato Volcano noil, peel nnd tnaah tho sw eet potatoes w hile hot. B eat till cream y, adding butter, salt, pep- per. one tablespoonful of sugar and one tablespoonful of cream o r rich milk t<\- m oisten well. Then form Into an Irregular mound on a dlxh th at will bear the hent Make a deep Indenta- I •Ion In the top and fill with a sauce made by cream ing togethor two tablcspoonfuls of butter, one tablespoonful of chill sauce, a dash each of pepper nnd salt Fill the hole In the potato mound with tho sauce, sprinkle tho mound generously w ith granulated sugar, and placo at tho top of a very hot oven to glnae and brown. A Cross-Word Puzzle G< Sv DEM, B O ÎS, GRAMS A 'TVJEkJTM LETTER. WOR-O \UWlCM IMEAM5 ÇOMETHIWG C*JW6t> BY UU tLE 6AM. 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