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
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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-
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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.”
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By Elizabeth Jordan
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