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THE CRNTRAI. POINT STAR FRIDAY, JVNE «. IMO Queen of the Shenandoah Valley in Her Apple liloisom (Chariot Exactly how and when the ex perience began. Eve could nol after w ard explain. It is possible that there had been a blank interval—of tw enty minutes, perhaps of half an hour—before she became conscious that anything was wrong. When the knowledge struck her. however it struck like a blow. She realized w ith a terrifying certainty not only that she did not know w here she was, but that she did not even know w ho she was. Her eyes took in her immediate surroundings. She was obviously on a wide street or avenue of a large city, for crowds of men and women hu rried past her. and all around there were imposing buildings and shops w ith flaunting window' dis plays. The street held nothing she could recognize; yet she had a fran tic. feeling that she really knew it very well. Occasionally she caught w ords uttered in the throng, and these clearly carried th eir meaning to h er brain; but no one spoke to and no one looked at her closely. Something, she knew well enough, was done to persons in asituation like hers. They w ere asked ques tion taken somewhere .... perhaps surrounded by a curious crowd. Every instinct w arned her to avoid such a development. She must be so natural in her antions that others would continue to ignore her. She then became conscious that she was standing still on the side walk. She straightened, and, w alk ing to the extrem e edge of the curb, looked up and down the street as if w aiting for a cab or an omnibus. But the road had no trolly tracks, and h ttea netaoni n n and the omnibus—teh re w ere om- and she felt an odd relief at sight of the fam iliar unw ieldly objects —did not stop for passengers in the middle of the block. She read their signs, but these gave her not help, though they led to a deepening of the frantic sense that she knew all these places if only she could re mem ber w hat she knew. H er first impulse was to take the next omnibus, to go as fa r as it w’ould carry her, and thus gain time to pull herself together. But she rejected this. She might be herself again— any m inute, anl then she w’ould be on fam iliar ground, w here as, if she w andered from it, who could tell how far she might go, or w here? There was a chance, too, th at she had a companion who had tem porarily lost sight of her, or who wras in one of those near-by shops and had asked her to wait.... No, she must remain w here she was, or near there, for a time at least. A passing stranger gave h er a quick and curious glance. Why? She quickened her pace until she reach- el the corner; standing there, close to the curb, she looked up and down as if w aiting for a bus. Looking down at her hands, she had discovered that she was ca rry ing a small bag. In it surely, there would be cards, or a note-book or letter o r some other clue to her identity. She drew' farth er aw'ay from the w aiting group and w ith trem bling fingers opened the bag. Like most of the bags women carry, it was di vided into two com partments-a cen te r one, closed for bank notes, and coins, and the rem aining space for m iscellaneous possessions. She snap ped open the center compartment and saw a reassuring display of banknotes and silver, which she did not take time to examine. She closed it w'ilh a throb of thankfulness (at least she was not destitute, and pulled out the other articles in the purse. There were only threee—a hand kerchief w ithout initials, still in the folds the laundress hail ironed in it. a small pair of nose-glasses in a silk case, m arked with the name of a P aris maker, a vanity box, contain ing m irror, a chamois powder-pad, and a cream face-pow'der. She glan ced into the m irro r and the inspec tion gave h er no shock of surprise. She looked like that, whoever she was. But it was appalling to find nothing helpful in the hand-bag! Her pockets? Of course she had none. The day was a warm one in early September, and she was w ear ing a one-piece reseda-green silk gown, with no coat. She looked into the m irro r again. It reflected the face of a girl about tw enty-tw o or tw enty-three, w ith bronze-colored hair, bobbed and waved, good fea tures, wide, frightened gray-green eyes, and an unnatural pallor. As she returned the m irror to the bag she discovered that she was wearing a w rist-w atch, also of Paris make, on a gold ribbon band. She took il off aud examined it carefully. It bore no individual m arking of any kind. Again she became conscious of curious glances. Before she had lime to pull herself together she heard a voice, speaking in accents of authority. “Anything wrong, m iss?" it asked; and she found herself looking up in to the eyes of a big policeman. Her heart stood still, then drop ped. "No,” she said quickly, "No, no, of course not.” “Oh, all right," he said easily, but w ith steady eyes on her face. “ Thot you mighta lost som ethin’ from that purse.” She had a feeling that she was in deadly peril. Another moment, and he would be leading her away, to be asked questions she couldn’t a n sw er . . . She must keep steady. . . Clearly it would not do to linger there much longer, ami w hen an other omnibus had come and gone she turned away, choosing a cross- street on an impulse to get from under the officer’s eyes. She had walked half a block be fore she dared to glance back to see if the policeman had followed her. He had not. but some else had; and even as she turned the pursuer spoke. “ Pardon me. But can 1 help you in any w ay ?” he asked. She stared at him w ith an uprush of anger. Must she be hounded by the inquisitive or driven mad by some street Jizard? But the voice was an agreeable one, and the face at which she looked matched it. It was the tanned, smooth-shaven face of a young man in the middle tw en ties, w ith thick brow n hair, good features, and unusually heavy eye brows. She had seen him among those near her while she w aited for the omnibus. “Pardon me," he repeated, and she saw that he held his straw hat in his hand. “You seem to be in some kind of trouble.” Seeing the panic in her eyes, he added hastily: “As w'e’re guests at the same hotel, I thought you might let me help you out.” Notwithstanding his tact and his casual tone, the young man was ra th e r overwhelm ed by the w ay the g irl’s wihte face seemed to flash into flame as she heard his words. He had been right, then. Something was w rong w ith her, and it was no trifle, either. “Oh,” she gasped you know m e?” He controjled his surprise at the strangeness of question and m an ner, telling himself he must get to the bottom of this. The girl was up against som ething and w as frightened out of wits. “I don’t,” he regretfully admitted, “except by sight. But I’ve seen you at the table next to mine in the hotel dining room these last three night, and that makes me feel that I know you. Perhaps it gives me the right to offer help, if you need any—” He stopped, and for a moment steadily met what was, he after w ards told himself, the strangest look he had ever seen in a g irl’s eyes. It was fear, w ith suspicion added, as well as hesitation, and a daw ning indescribabjy hope. A little farther dow n the block a public building stood, surrounded by a small park whose outstanding features were a fountain, a few trees, and half a dozen benches. He indicated it with a nod. “ We can ’t stand here. Let’s go into that park,” he suggested, in the tone of an older brother. “Then you can tell me w hat is w rong.” He moved forw ard as he spoke, assuming that she would go with him, and she w ent, in silence. That much chance, she told herself, she could take—that much anil no more. He walked on with strides ad apted to her shorter steps and she kept close beside him, realizing even in the chaos of the tnome” t that she w as beginning to trust him. If he had suddenly left I er she would have felt that her last hope had gone, too—that he had broken her only tie with the w orld around her. She was like a lost and te rri fied child to whom a kind stranger lias held out a guiding hand. He found seats on a bench so close to the fountain that its flying spray came almost to their feet. Any jjirl, she told herself, could trust that nice tanned, clean-cut typ leal American face. Nevertheless, she hesitated to speak. “ What hotel," she asked at last “were you speaking of just now ?" He w arned himself not Io show surprise at anything she said. “ Why, the Garland," he told her “The hotel w here you’re stopping. I happen to be there, too" " I’m womb ring if you are mis taken,”, she faltered. “ 1 don’t ro ute m ber seeing you? "You w ouldnt," he cheerfully*’ ad m itted, answ ering the second re Miss Suzanne Pollard, daughter of Governor Pollard of Virginia, taking the leading part in the e famous *(> apple m ark first. “You’ve never even blossom pageant at Winchester, which always ushers in Summer in the brautitul valley O m o( the Shenandoah. looked my way. But I’m not mis taken. And I saw you sitting in vegetables, salads and other dishes, front of me last night, enjoying The Wild Irish Bose. It’s one of they lire both attraetive and palata the best of the musical comedies B y D r . L . D . I. eG e«ir, V . 5., St. L o u is , M o . ble. B ill w'liut would we do for isn’t it? ” D r . I e G e a r Is n gradu ate o f th e O n ta rio cakes, plea, pastries of all kinds, uiid V e t e r i n a r y C o lle g e , 1 8 9 2 . T h l r t y - s t a She drew a quick breath. Some o th er dishes were il not for eggs? year« o f v e te rin a ry p ra c tic e o n dGraaca thing far down within h er had re Thus in hundreds of ways the egg o f liv e stock e n d p o u ltry . E m in e n t au sponded to that, as if a touched cord th o r ity o n p o u ltry a n d stock raising. instinuutes its health giving and N a t i o n a l l y k n o w n p o u lt r y b r e e d e r . had strongly vibrated Yet she could building values into our dally menu. u th o r a n d l ecstirer._______ not rem em ber She called on hei ■gMOMSseseas 1 ess .'ote.1 tssMii.itW ite a M sriStsistsi ..............................Mil Cnllke other foods that are good " I’m going to trust you,” she said, for us. the egg is som ething that courage and it rallied, can u|i|H-ur hi some form or other with a decision that made her voice able sources of iron than any meal ill every meal wilhout making us W HY EGGS ARE almost harsh. lire of il. This is good, for the egg except perhaps liver. is one of Hie most valuulile of all “Please do.” Again his tone was i GOOD TO EAT As for those mu>« discussed hut the many lliings used for food. We that of on older brother and again I little understood food elem ents, the can hardly eat too many eggs. Let she met the quiet regard of those ! dependable brown eyes. They helil Richness in Food Value Makes E’.ggs vituiitincs, eggs compare most favor, us, therefore, endeavor to itaukr ev ably with other foods. Nobody ery week an “eat more eggs week” no suspicion, no curiosity, not even A Belatively Inexpensive Part °f knows w hat vltamines are. but what by finding more attractive ways and a too obstructive sym pathy. the M e a l Even nt Higher Prices they can «Io Is fairly well under- ' u greater variety of ways Io serve “ If yau are right about the hotel,” stood. Weight for weight, eggs con these valuable and ever lusty food she said, “1 can go back there and tain ten times as much vilamine A produela. look at the register. Then 1 can get W henever 1 have occasion Io dis as milk. While il la true we use in touch w ith my family and friends, much more milk at a lime than we Bend the Ads u 4 profit A good if 1 have any. I suppose I must cuss the food value of eggs. I mu do eggs, their great vilam ine A con rem inded of a story told me sonic advertiser is usually a good insr- have some . . . don’t you think so ? ” tent makes them a valuable addi “Of course you have,’ he told her, years ago by a New York social tion to milk. As vilamine A is cred-1 chant. “ But you may be all over this before service w orker. A group of child Bed by com petent investigators with ren from the congested Bowvry Dis you get dow ntow n.” Lindy1 1 JUind Double trict were m aking their first visit helping Io prevent diseases of the He saw h er lip* relax in some to the country, (hie typical little lungs, the Im portance of eggs in the thing like a smile. Egga gamin was asked how he liked the diet is readily appreciated. “Thank you so much. Pm trying nice fresh country eggs. “Aw, dey an«l milk have long played an bis- to keep steady," she said, rising as ain ’t no good,” wag the reply. portant part in the diet of tubercu she spoke; “but I want to get to that “Why, w h a t’s wrong with them ?” lar patients. hotel as soon as I can, and look m y Eggs arc quite us rich as milk in he was asked. self up. Isn’t it a wierd situ atio n ?” vilam ine B. 'Ib is member of that “Well, dey ain't got no smell and she added, with som ething that was m ysterious family is the one which dey ain't got no taste!” explained half a laugh anil half a strangled aids bodily grow th ami gives protec- the youngster. sob. “W here is the G arland?" However desirable those tw o el ton against neuritic disorders, («ci He told her. “ i ’ll get a taxicab for ements may be in most foods, most ting on down the vilamine alphabet, you,” he added. of u$ would be perfectly willing to we find that eggs com paratively rich As they w aited together at the dispense w ith them in eggs. There in vilamine D, the one which p re curb he asked im pulsively: vents rickets. Generally speaking, “Will you let me go w ith you? I are, however, num erous other qual they have less value in this p artic might be of some use But of course ities of such value that we cannot u lar than co«l liver oil. They ron- afford to be w ithout them. P ract that’s for you to decide.” tain quite enough ot thia clement, An empty cab approached and ically all Hu- elements which con however to muke them valuable suit sloped at his signal. He helped her tribute to Hie building up of and slilules for tile oil for people whose into it repeated the address to the m aintaining a healthy condition of stomachs refuse Io retain il A daily the human body are present in eggs. driver, and steppeil back from the ration of egg yolks will prevent curb, bareheaded, accepting her si Statistics show that the American rickets ami in many eases, heal ric people consume hut little over one lence as dismissal. kets that have already started. "No, no! Get in,” she cried, h alf an egg each per day per capita Having justified our title in one “Please, I’d rath er have you with for all users. This is nol nearly enough. We should eat and use sense by showing the value of eggs me.” as food, it would not he amiss to “I’m glad of that,” se said as he more eggs. took his place beside her. “But I Compare them with beefsteak, for show that eggs are good Io eat ill think your troubles w ill soon be instance At 40c a dozen, tw’elve still another sense. While few’ of over.” eggs give you more food value, pen us would care for the racy tang de this 2.1-year-old senior student at Louisiana Slat«- University, say he not She was becoming more hopeful, ny for penny, than a pound of steak manded by the youngster quoted only looks like ( <1 l.in«ll»ergh, but at the beginning, it cannot he denied too. She had the feeling of one who, at 45 cents, and don’t forg'd there that he matches him in r< uragr and j. »pularity For young K;,n«ke is stone from the bottom of a black pit into arc no hones in the eggs. On a that eggs ar «-ever popular eeause ” jc l. >>nt hr «Ini not let that harnluap which he has fallen, sees a glimpse weight basis, eggs compete success Ihey have a moat agreeable flavor hold him hack 4) He ranks third in all Iheir own. Served in the sim- of light at its m outh.....Yet suppose fully with meat in almost every re ¿•ass standing out «>( 221 students and this Good Sam aritan was mistaken. spect. They have at least as great plest m anner, they are always ac has l»een elected valedictorian by hi« -dniirmg classmates.. “The G arlands a niee old hotel,” protein content, and are more valu ceptable. As a garnish for various she heard him say with the m atter- — —------:------ :--------------------- ----- r of-factness that was so cheering. “To my inind it is the best of the hotels of its type— the kind that used to be fashionable before the city moved aw ay from them .” He saw that she was not listening, and decided to risk a small experi ment. “Do you know what city you're in? he askeil her. How to Raise Poultry I Read the First Installment of “ No. not even that.” “This is New York.” “Oh New York!” She raised a lighted face to him. “That means som ething to you, doesnt it? ” “ Yes.” Her faee shadowed again and puckered like a frightened childs. “But I dont know just what it means—w hether I've been here, or win tlier I’ve just read about it. “You w ere on Fifth Avenue when you waited for Hie hits? Slic repeated the words, hut , vaguely, lie went on talking, point ing out (he city's landm arks, hoping , that one of them would ring a bell, ! as he mentally expressed it; but again she hardly listened. She was folowing her own refections, and now he learned what they were. “ I have a h o rro r of becoming a case,” she said in a shaking voice, i “ Is there any v.av of learning who , I am w ithout letting others know | w hat’s w ro n g ?—w ithout really ask ing at the desk, I mean.” % iss Nobody From Nowhere By Elizabeth Jordan n In this issue. Then Watch for The Ensuing Numbers (Continued Next Week) *