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THE HERMISTON SEEDS CIOINING AUTHOR of “THE LONE VANCE BOWL,"ETC. COPYRIGHT BY LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE THE CHARMING AND TALKATIVE MRS. BEGGARSTAFF DIS COVERS THAT LUCY CARTERET HAS A WONDERFUL NECKLACE Just as the giant passenger steamship Aisatta is ready to leave the port of Liverpool for New York, a charming young English woman goes aboard and engages a luxurious stateroom. She Is nerv ous, suspicious and fearful. Presently she learns she Is to share the stateroom with Mrs. Amelia Beggarstaff, an amiable chatterbox of fifty years, who lives in New York. Mrs. Beggarstaff learns the girl's name Is Lucy Carteret and that she's on her way to America to live. She calmly announces she will act as Lucy's chaperon for the voy- age. Now and again friends paused to pay their addresses to the Dowager “All my life," the girl admitted. "I Dragon; amiable, light-hearted people, was born In London, and when I was personable and attractive; yet of them very young my parents returned to all the facile waxen tablets of Miss America, leaving me behind because Carteret’s memory retained Impres they expected to be gone only a little sions of but three personalities. One was the famous Peter Traft, time. Then my mother died in New York; and my father went into busi claiming her Interest mere because of ness there, and thought me better off Mrs. Beggarstaff’s outspoken delight where I was. In the care of friends, in him than through any qualities he paraded during the few minutes he than with him." “But surely,” this In shocked expos spent with the two—a youngish, well- tulation, “he came back to see you 1” poised body, with a drawl and a sort “Oh, indeed he did, often; that is, of insouciant humor that seemed to considering the difficulties, the long afford the Dragon intense diversion. voyages, and the fact that he—Isn't But much of this man’s discourse was a rich man. But I haven't seen him couched in a modified phase of Ameri can slang or else harked back to local recently—not in several years.” “And now you’re going to Join him?" American topics; both largely unintel "Yes,” Miss Carteret affirmed in a ligible to a sense of humor nourished voice that betrayed more doubt, than on strictly British slang and localisms. Then there was a Mrs. Merrilees— she suspected. But before her astute Inquisitor according to Mrs. Beggarstaff not a could take advantage of the weakness year out of mourning for a worthless her tone suggested there befell an in husband—an adorably pretty creature, terruption. It was nothing more ex and so bewltchingly gracious that traordinary than a knock on the state- Miss Carteret, at sight, first caught room door; but it brought Miss Car her breath with envy, then fell hope teret to her feet with a start, again lessly In love with her. pale and trembling. A third she remembered for no rea "Oh !” she cried in alarm. “Oh, what son she could assign. His name was Is that?” Involuntarily she stepped Quoin—a tall, taciturn man with a back as if to put as much space as quiet voice, a semi-ironic attitude possible between herself and the door. toward the Dowager Dragon's gush of Mrs. Beggarstaff watched her In spirited Inconsequence, and a sugges open wonder. tion of reserve. For some reason she “It’s only the stewardess. I rang remembered him more definitely even for her some time ago.” than she remembered Mrs. Merrilees. “Oh, If that’s all.” Miss Carteret As for the others, they might as well Mt down again. have been shadows on a cinemato “One moment, stewardess.” Mrs. graph screen. Beggarstaff looked back at the girl. By ten o'clock, leaving Mrs. Beggar "You don't object to my letting her In.” staff firmly fixed in the fourth seat "Oh, no, no!” Miss Carteret Insisted at a card table, engrossed by her one hastily. “Please don't mind me. I'm confessed infatuation, auction bridge, very nervous—haven’t been—well. I Miss Carteret was abed and asleep. was startled—that is all.” A bed of almost sybaritic luxury It “So I see,” said Mrs. Beggarstaff seemed, as It rocked her gently to for with a quizzical accent. “Come In!” getfulness ; but a bed of misery when The door opened, admitting a smil she awoke in the chill of dawn, with ing, apple-cheeked, middle-aged Eng- the Aisatta, for all her immense bulk, ilshwoman. dancing drunkenly to the tune piped "Shut the door—there I So many by a mad northeaster. And for more people running up and down." than sixty hours she was held the But when they were alone again, victim of mortal weakness and the ele much to the relief of the girl. Mrs. ments’ immortal rage. Beggarataff failed by any word to Intervals there were, of course, refer to her recent betrayal of alarm— when, her sufferings temporarily abat something hardly to be explained ed, she was able to talk a little with other than by open confession—which one or the other of her would-be com wouldn’t In the least suit Miss Car forters—Mrs. Beggarstaff and the teret's book. stewardess. But on Tuesday a mem “Now,” said the elder woman placid orable conversation took place, neg ly, folding a veil over a most palpable ligible though it seemed at the time. wig, but still a most becoming one, It was at about six bells In the fore “now I’ll hurry on deck and see about noon watch when the Dowager Dragon our chairs, and then Interview the sec came below, ostensibly to find a book, ond steward about seats at table. I in reality to convey fair tidings. know most of these people, stewards “You're feeling better,” she assert and all, and generally manage to get ed. after a shrewd look at the girl. Just about what I want,” Mrs. Beg Propped up In bed, Miss Carteret garataff added with grim self-conceit moved a languidly negative head. "I presume you've no objection to sit “Don’t tell me! I haven’t crossed ting beside me? Not that you won't this mill-pond thirty times not to see all you want of me—and more, know when a seasick woman's on the probably—right here.” mend. Besides, haven't you noticed “Please," the girl begged, laughing. how much steadier the boat has been “I’ll be delighted with whatever ar this last hour or two?” rangements you're kind enough to “I thought I must be Imagining It,” make." the Invalid murmured incredulously. “Very good, then. And for dinner. “Nonsense I The barometer's been If you please, put on your prettiest rising since midnight The wind shift frock. Peter Trait's aboard, and he's ed at dawn, and now we've a clearing a dear—well worth dressing up for.” sky and a falling sea. Of course The bang of the door as Mrs. Beg you’re feeling better. You'll be on garataff went out might have been a deck before night." signal ; immediately the girl became “Ob. please, Mrs. Beggarataff!" conscious that the ship was tn mo “Don't worry ; I shan't carry you off tion—vibrant and sonorous with the by force. Bless my inadequate in drone of its turbines. come ! What's this?" The voyage of the Alsatia was be The girl turned her head wearily to gun, and—nothing had happened. She look. had eluded pursuit, was free! Mrs. Beggarataff had been standing beside the chest of drawers, a hand CHAPTER II. abstractedly toying with her protegee's Dinner ran off uneventfully, If enli simple jewelry, and suddenly had vened by the quenchless animation of singled out a brooch for wondering in- the Dowager Dragon, but Miss Car- terest. This brooch was a very beautiful teret, manifesting little appetite, sat out the meal with downcast eyes, mute thing, an exquisite cameo In sardonyx save when courtesy dictated speech. framed In an oval frame of fine dia Later she found herself seated by her monds ; and Miss Carteret treasured It Dragon’s side on the lee of the prome above all her possessions. “Where under the sun, child, did you nade deck, in darkness save for the beams from lighted ports. For a little pick this up? the girl relished nil this with gladness. "It was given me on my fifteenth But presently her spirits sagged again birthday.” “Five years ago?” ■nd she grew drowsy, and lingered “Just about. Why? from her bed only to please the The Dowager Dragon laughed de warm-hearted old woman who had adopted her pro tempore—“on suspi lightedly. “My roundabout way of cion.” as Mrs. Beggarstaf put it, not asking your age, dear." She turned the brooch over and held U to the without a little harmless malice. CHAPTER I—Continued. HERALD, light "If ever you care to part with it, don’t forget my passion for antique jewelry.” “Oh, never—I could never part with It!” “Forgive me. I forgot it was a pres ent” “But that isn’t all,” the girl ex plained with growing animation. “You see, it was a present from my father, and the cameo—it’s a portrait of my father himself!” “It's what ?” Mrs. Beggarataff ex claimed shrilly. “A portrait of your father ! Pooh ! Absurd ! That thing’s a genuine antiquity—two thousand years old if a day !” “I know. I mean, it looks like him. That’s why he gave it to me. He showed it to me once—the last time we were together In London—and I saw the resemblance; so he sent it to me on my next birthday. It really does look wonderfully like him.” “Then, my dear, you ought to pride yourself on having a mighty handsome man for your father!” “I do,” the girl said indistinctly, averting her head and closing her eyes. “And able to make such presents! Why, it must be worth several thou sands! An exquisite specimen—per- fectly preserved—flawless—ought by rights to be in the Metropolitan mu seum. I shall envy you it till my dying day!” Miss Carteret didn’t answer. And presently Mrs. Beggarstaff re turned the brooch to the top of the highboy and went her way, one fine, thoughtful wrinkle marring the habit ual serenity of her forehead. The Dowager Dragon's deck chair stood in the shelter of a jog near the entrance to the forward promenade deck companionway—a most advan tageous coign for the sincere student of seafaring humanity. Here, after a hurried dinner, Mrs. Beggarataff mounted guard In the blue gloaming, narrowly reviewing the postprandial parade with eyes whose brightness was as yet undimmed by age. At length she sat up with a quick movement and called imperatively, “Quoin !” A man who, walking alone, had been on the point of passing, jerked a ciga rette stub over the rail, and moved to the lady's side. “Sit down. Three mortal days I’ve been moping round the saloons with my tongue hanging out, parched for a bit of scandal—and you never came near me!” “But I hate to disappoint; Pd noth ing on tap high enough for your sea soned palate.” “Don’t be Impudent, Quoin. What are you doing on this boat? If you HERMISTON, OREGON. FOR GOOD MOLASSES CANDY BANQUET FOR HIS 84 WIVES Pour into a kettle that will hold about four times the amount to be used the quantity of molasses of “good quality” that is required for the pur pose. Boil over a “slow” Are for about one-half hour. Attend to stir ring all of the time” while the “kettle is over the fire,” and “take the kettle off the fire if there is danger of the contents running over.” Watch care fully this process of boiling so as not to allow the molasses to burn. When a little dropped in cold water becomes hard and brittle (make test with spoon by dropping a little into cold water, add a teaspoonful of carbonate of soda (common baking soda), free from lumps, to every two quarts of the boil ing molasses. Stir quickly so as to thoroughly mix and then pour on plat ter or platters that have been well greased beforehand. When sufficiently cool pull back and forth, the hands being greased by rub bing them with butter usually. Work the candy until It becomes a yellowish brown color. If wished it may be fla vored with vanilla or lemon. I like it best without flavoring other than its own—molasses—and prefer adding a small piece of butter Instead of carbonate of soda. Keep the hands well moistened (dip occasionally In a dish of cold water). This makes greasing them unnecessary. USE FOR OLD TABLECLOTH May Be Made Over Into Serviceable, Pretty Breakfast and Luncheon Sets, Says Writer. A tablecloth that has seen Its best days may be pressed Into further serv ice by making the better part Into ■ breakfast or luncheon set. The num ber of pieces to be secured depends upon the size and condition of the cloth; mine was a good one to start with. I cut a square 14 by 14 inches for a table center. From the selvage side I cut a piece 39 by 17 for a serv ing-table slip, fringing three sides; six doilies 11 by 11 inches and six 6 by 6 inches. I got several odd sized dollies for dishes. I fringed all of these pieces one Inch deep. My set has been much admired, and has saved my more expensive sets many trips to the washtub. It has been in active service a year and with care will last another, and cost me nothing but my time one wet afternoon.— Woman's Home Companion. Spice Cakes With Chocolate Sauce. For the cakes, cream together two tablespoonfuls of shortening with half a cupful of brown sugar and add half a cupful of dark molasses, one tea spoonful each of ground ginger, cin namon and grated nutmeg and half a teaspoonful of ground allspice. Mix well ; add one teaspoonful of baking soda dissolved in three-quarters of a cupful of thick, soured milk and suffi cient sifted flour to form a good cake batter. It should “ribbon” from the spoon. Bake in well-greased cup cake pans in a moderate oven. “Where Under the 8un, Chilo, Did You Pick Up This?” answer, ‘Crossing the Atlantic,’ I’ll for- get I’m a lady—” Quoin chuckled. “I’m combining business with pleasure, if you must know. Nothing pleases me more than to be cooped up for a few days with an unsuspicious subject In such cir cumstances your humble sleuth learns a lot about human nature.” “Then you're sleuthing! I know it! But on whose trail?” “Afraid I dassen't tell, Mrs. Beggar- staff.” “What if I know?” “That wouldn’t surprise me; you certainly do contrive to know a sur prising number of things that don’t concern you." “I’m not sure whether that’s flattery or impertinence.” “The man who could flatter your om niscience, madam, wouldn't hesitate to—ah—tackle the job of teaching a New York head-waiter the gentle art of being insolent." Mrs. Beggarstaff laughed aloud. "But suppose I do know what game you're stalking and can lend a help ing hand?” “Charmed to humor your whim. Consider me a docile little supposer. And then? And right away Mrs. Beggar- staff confesses to Mr. Quoin her suspicione about Lucy Carteret. Don’t miss interacting devel opments given In the next In- Yorkshire Parkin. One pound of medium-cooked oat meal, three ounces of dripping, mo lasses, one-half pound of brown sugar, one-half ounce of ground ginger and one-half teaspoonful of Balt Mix the salt with the oatmeal and rub In the fat Add the sugar and ground ginger. Mix to a stiff dough with molasses. Roll out half an Inch thick, ‘cut into squares and bake on a greased tin for 20 minutes. The oven should be hot Parsnip Rolls. Boil two large parsnips until ten der and press through a colander, add four cupfuls of hot milk, a teaspoonful of salt quarter of a cupful of lard, one yeast cake mixed with a quarter of a cupful of sugar and enough flour to make a stiff batter. Raise to twice its original size. Knead. Cut Into small strips, roll once, let raise for ten min utes and bake 20 minutes. Fried Tomatoes. Wash and wipe ripe tomatoes. Cut In three or four slices. Dip into flour, which has been seasoned with salt and pepper. Fry in fat (bacon fat Is best) until brown on both sides. Have a lit tle milk heating, and when the toma toes have been taken out pour into the fat. and when boiling thicken with a little flour mixed In cold water. Pour this gravy over the tomatoes. French Bean Soup. One pint of white beans, two or three onions sliced, salt, six or eight quarts water. Boll hard so beans will go to pieces ; add three or four pounds fore- quarter lamb, cut small and fat re moved. In time to cook add one quart potatoes and two carrots cut In dice. Time of cooking whole, about four hours. This la a fine dinner for cold weather. stailment. Health Bread. Pour over one cupful rolled oats three cupfuls boiling water, good one- Mautlcate Figo Thoroughly. half cupful molasses, one tablespoon The composition of dried figs, dates ful lard, one dessertspoonful salt Let and raisins Is similar. Under normal cool and add yeast cake dissolved In conditions, and when carefully pre- cold water. Add bread flour until It I a red. all three fruits are excellent can be kneaded. Bake one hour and ten food for both children and grown minues. people. The fruit should be thorough ly masticated, however, and for young Silver Custard. children, or In any case where the Whites of three eggs well beaten, skins may prove indigestible, it is two tablespoonfuls milk, two table- safer to run the fruit through the food spoonfuls sugar, little salt. Mix well chopper before otherwise preparing or and pour over one pint of fot milk. servine IL—Womans Home comper- Bako In a small, deep dish, set in a pan of hot water until Im (TO BE CONTINUED.) — New Houston Hotel Recipe for Delicacy That Tastes Ex King of Siam Gave Remarkable Feast, the First and Only One of Ita ceptionally Fine on Evenings When Kind Ever Known. Weather Is Cold. SIXTH AND EVERETT STS. Four Blocks from Union Station. Under new It was just 20 years ago that bis late majesty, Somdet Phra Parmendir Maha Chulalongkorn, gave a dinner— the first and only one of its kind—to a few of bls favorite wives, 84 in num- ber. His majesty’s father, King Mongkut, lined every day seated alone and wait ed upon by 100 kneeling wives. The queen, also kneeling, tasted each dish before presenting it to her lord. King Chulalongkorn, inaugurating a new era, had his wives seated about his royal table as guests and equals. The waiters and busboys were princes of the blood royal. The service was magnificent—the plates of solid gold were worth a king’s -ansom. The knives, forks and spoons were fashioned after queer old Siam ese types of ornamentation found in the ancient capital of Ayuthia. The glass was engraved with his majesty's monogram, inlaid with gold. The me- au cards were of the thinnest rice paper with solid gold lettering. On the table stood bouquets six feet in height, made of hothouse flowers, enlarged by land to unusual size. For example, the roses were gathered, the petals pulled apart and sewn together again with the finest of needles and silk thread. Of course one of the dishes was birds’ nest soup, made of the famous birds’ nests from the Malayan penin- zula. A Siamese curry Is always a spe llai delight ; this royal curry was a ilsh to remember. Served from gold- an “Sombole” dishes were a dozen con- ilments—in addition to the curry prop- r—spices from India, grated coconut, xopeek (In which hot chili predominat 'd), tamarind paste, mango chutney and, best of all, “Bombay duck,” a sun- iried jellyfish. Siam is noted for the finest of reed- birds, dozens of which were roasted and broiled. Deer for the dinner were shot at Bangplasoi, and innumerable varieties of other flesh-meats, as well is of fish, were served, including duck ings and goslings from the royal farm. For fruits there were oranges and ba- lanas—especially ripened — mangoes, nangosteens, pomegranates, custard- ipples, guavas, sapadillos and a load f pineapples from Pineapple island, ear Singapore. His late majesty was a king—every neh of him.— W. J. Palmer, In Com- nonwealth Idea. Hit the Mark. The pretty school teacher had isked her class for the best original definition of “wife,” and the boy in the corner promptly responded : “A rib!” She looked at him reproach fully, and nodded to the boy with ireamy eyes, who seemed anxious to say something. “Man’s guiding star and guardian angel!” he said, in re sponse to the nod. “A helpmeet!” put n a little flaxen-haired girl. “One who soothes man In adversity,” suggested 1 demure little girl. “And spends his noney when he’s flush,” added the in- corrigible boy in the corner. There was 1 lull, and the pretty, dark-haired girl said, slowly: “A wife is the envy of spinsters." “One who makes a man hustle," was the next suggestion. “And reeps him from making a fool of him- self,” put in another girl. “Someone for a man to find fault with when things go wrong,” said a sorrowful ittle maiden. “Stop there,” said the pretty school teacher; “that’s the best lefinition.” SPECIAL RATES BY WEEK OR MONTH Rates 50c, 75c, $1, $1.50 Per Day. Following Legal Advice. The farmer walked into the little grocery with a firm step. “I want a tub of butter,” he said, “and a lot of sugar, and all that other stuff." “Good gracious!” said the widow who kept the shop. “Whatever do you want with all them goods?” “I dunno,” said the farmer, scratch ing his head, “but you see I’m the executor of your husband’s will and the lawyer told me I was to carry out the provisions.”—Topeka State Journal. Sure! High Heels Cause Corns But Who Cares Now You reckless men and women who are pestered with corns and who have at least once a week invited an awful death from lockjaw or blood poison are now told by a Cincinnati authority to use a drug called freezone, which the moment a few drops are applied to any corn or callous the soreness is relieved and soon the entire corn or callous, root and all, lifts off with the. fingers. Freezone dries the moment it is ap plied, and simply shrivels the corn or callous without inflaming or even ir ritating the surrounding tissue or skin. A small bottle of freezone will cost very little at any of the drug stores, but will positively rid one's feet of every hard or soft corn or hardened callous. If your druggist hasn’t any freezone he can get it at any wholesale drug house for you. A Knowing Boy. “My father and I know everything in the world,” said a small boy to his companion. “All right,” said the latter. “Where is Asia?” It was a stiff question, but the lit tle fellow answered, coolly, “That is one of the things my father knows.” —Exchange. A Misnomer. “How much money has my husband in this bank?” “I cannot tell you that, madam.” “The Idea! Aren’t you the teller?” —Exchange. To keep clean and healthy take Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets. They regu late liver, bowels and stomach. An Eye to Business. A party bent on “seeing London” rolled out of Hyde park in a big auto mobile and listened with undisguised interest to the guide’s explanation of the various places of interest. Pres- ently they passed an ancient edifice surrounded by a high brick wall, “That is the town house of the Duke of Dea, one of our largest landed pro prietors,” said the guide. The eyes of the beautiful young American girl on the rear seat were suddenly illuminated. “Who landed him?” she cried.— Everybody’s. Also to Be Truthful. Miss Antique (taking seat politely proffered in crowded car)—Thank you, my little man. You have been taught to be polite, I am glad to see. Did your mother tell you to always give up your seat to ladies? Polite Boy—No, not all ladies— only old ladies.—Exchange. WHEN IN That Did It His aunt was rich and elderly. She had called, unexpectedly, when he was out, and his wife was trying to entertain her by such methods as she TRY ===== hought to be best conducive to their THE r XV X Ei 'uture welfare. The old lady had recently added a gramophone to her establishment, and SEATTLE'S LARGEST HOTEL three blocks from Depots and Docks. Op- when she heard that early that morn- Only posite City Hall Park and Court House. ng her loving nephew had made for THE FINEST DOLLAR ROOM IM AMERICA 1er a record of her favorite cornet With detached bath. 1 person. 11.00 $1.50 2 persons, $1.60 $2.00 solo, she was delighted. With private bath, 1 person. $2.00 $2.50 M “How nice of him !” she said. “Can hear it?” “Well,” said her niece, “we haven't tied it yet, but still. I'll put It on.” t was a pronounced success, and the ld lady was charmed. Headache, rheumatism, asthma, appen- But her feelings when, after the dicitis, constipation, backache, paralysis, solo was finished, the instrument eye trouble, deafness, etc., cured without rought out with fatal clearness: drugs or surgery. Do not be discouraged “Phew ! If that's not good for an because you have tried other methods • without success. AU of my patients have ixtra hundred in the old girl’s will, had the same experience and 90 per cent ’m a Dutchman !” SEATTLE I DRUGLESS METHODS of them have been relieved. If you are sick, worn out or racked with disease, When Wild Things Go Mad. come in and let me tell you frankly what Somehow one never thinks of a wild I can do for you. inimal as having rabies, but that they ire quite as subject to madness as are DR. H. L CHANDLER their domesticated brethren is evi- 502-4 Broadway Bld’g. Portland, Or. lenced by the outbreak of the disease which swept parts of Oregon. Califor ila, Nevada and Idaho last summer. Madness is particularly prevalent among coyotes, and a heavy loss of Chronic diseases must be cured by Ive stock is the result In one case removing cause. After careful diag- nosis, give scientific physiological reported, a single rabid coyote caused treatment that removes poisons from the loss of 27 steers ! system and stimulates growth of healthy tissue. If you have such ail- Nor are cattle the sole sufferers. In menta aa Nevada alone 60 persons were treated Asthma, Bronchitis, Constipation, for the disease by state authorities as Stomach or Intestinal Indigestion, Rheumatism, Diabetes, Anemia, 1 result of having been bitten by in Kidney, Heart or Nerve Trouble fected animals, wild and domestic.— or other chronic afflictions, consult Outing. Dr. Virgil MacMickle, who uses the To Get Well Rely onjN ature A little girl had been reprimanded y her mother for telling a falsehood ‘Where do you think little folks go tc hat tell such stories?” asked the not her. “I don't know.” said the little girl, unconcernedly; “the same place big folks go to. I suppose."—The Christian Herald. Bernarr MacFadden method of natural healing to get lasting results. Proper food in correct quantities and combinations, aided bv hydrotherapy massage, vibratory treatment, elec trotherapy. correction of maladjust- menta, la the only scientific means to restore permanent health. MacMickle Sanitarium Treatment at office or sanitarium. Pleasant quarters for out of town patients Address Inquiries to office, 807 Dekum Bldg., Portland, Oregon, ir you need treatment
