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MARIE'S UNDERSTUDY By Susanne, Glenn I "What a pity," the villagers were to say, "that Vera HIcRley has 1 io have an older Bister like Marie!" I Tor Marie was as charming as per- health and vivacity could make In contrast with which Vera's le prettlness and quiet manner fad- to insignificance. "It will not hurt Vera to stand back A little," Mrs. Hinckley answered. is young. She can have her tohance after Marie is safely settled." For truth to tejl, the mother waa gratified at her elder daughter's popularity, and the number of per suitors.

"It seems to me, Marie," observed (Mrs. Hinckley one morning, "it seems to me that Loren Dnwson is coming pretty often of late. I trust you jtreat him proper respect and attention." "But why, Mked Marie, with a teasing smile. "My dear, is it possible you fail to realize his availability?" "But, mamma, he is only a rather and extremely awkward young not nearly so attractive as Fred- Hy Haines, or dozens of others." "My dear child, Loren Dawson's iWlfe will never need to lift her finger tailless she wishes! Freddy Haines is very interesting young person, but lie IB a mere clerk with no prospects him. It is time you began seriously of these things, my Phlld." "Dear old mater," said the girl to her younger sister, when the mother bad left the room.

"She still looks IDpon me as a mere child. I am not BO innocent as I appear. Don't ll Loren Dawson's fine old house gardens and antiquated turnouts iry time I look at Loren himself? I reckon!" i "But you use him Indlfferent- jljr," expostulated Vera gently. "Loren Is not the sort to induce IBM to sit in corners alone with him!" JUJgwered Marie serenely. "I thought you meant you intended marry him sometime," said Vera, "My darling child, that Is Just ex- what I do mean.

I shall make Ithat old stone house a perfect bower "Every One Loves Marie." i beauty. And I shall have a car and darling garage where the ugly old stands. I shall have stunning iwns, 'And Loren," finished Vera dryly. "Yes, and Loren!" said Marie with ilgh. "That Is the worst of it.

Still, will be a quiet, easily-managed bus- id, that Is one comfort." "Are you sure of Loren?" asked era smiling a little, for she truly wred her exacting sister. "That, is just the point, Vera dear, must really want me or he would iver have coine here. Loren never things lightly. And he has never ifore been known to make love to a So I seem reasonably sure of im. But Vera, I feel as if I must have A little time before I settle down.

I Cftnnot tie myself to him just yet, still, must keep him coming! I want you to help entertain him. Make him feel comfortable and contented, then he mill not realize that I am not show- Bring all my attentions upon him." Vera sighed. She had been accustomed all her life to doing Marie's Unpleasant duties. She had endeavored to see the world from Marie's viewpoint. young man Irritably, drumming lightly upon the keys to cover his words.

"Does he come every evening?" Mked Marie, innocently. "He does!" "How can you be so sure, Freddy?" "Do I not see him?" sternly. "What do you mean by coming every evening?" "Marie, you know very well what i mean! Do you really wish me to tell you again? 'No, no!" interrupted Marie hastily, "how can you be so absurd?" To Haines, the color In the giri cheeks was maddening. "Come into the garden," he pleaded. "I is Loren!" "Staring at you like a blinking owl.

Put your picture on the piano whlie you are gone and he will never miss you! Como out with me, dear, Just this once!" "Don't, Freddy," murmured the girl, "don't make me want to go!" "Marie!" he cried, crushing her hand under the music sheets. "Just this once, then," she. said, glancing hurriedly toward her mother. "Bring Miss Vera, Dawson, and come out Into the garden," called Haines lightly, as he drew a scarf about the girl's shoulders. When Loren looked at her questioningly, Vera rose quickly.

"What a shame for Marie, to leave him like this," she thought. "It is a charming evening for a stroll," she snld aloud, noting how his fingers bungled as he spread the soft pink folds of her shawl about her. Dawson walked stiffly down the path. "Your Bister seems very fond of Haines, and he of her," he observed, brushing off a garden seat for her. "Do you think there is an understanding?" "Oh, no," cried Vera.

much distress- el. "Marie means nothing. It is just her way to seem so happy and bright." "If she really means nothing, I fear there will be a very disappointed young man," he answered indifferently, sitting down beside her. "But he has no right to feel that she cares about him," declared Vera. "I did not suppose you could be so unkind, Miss Vera," he answered in surprise.

"How can a man help hop- Ing that a girl will return his affection, even if she does give him no encouragement? I very much fear you do not know what love is like!" "Oh!" said Vera, sob in her voice. The young man sat in uncomfortable silence. "I used to think love was a beautiful thing, but now I think it is cruel," said the girl at last a little wearily. "There seems to be so much trouble. Every one seems to love the wrong person, and no one is to blame.

Every one loves Marie, yet she cannot love them all in return, and some one Is hurt." Unconsciously she placed her hand protectively upon his sleeve. "And you are sorry, Vera?" "Yes," she breathed. "You are sorry for me?" he asked, covering her hand with his own. "Oh, I do not need to be sorry for you," she cried in distress. "Believe me, Marie is not so Indifferent to you aa she may seem! Only have a little patience with her, "But It is not Marie that I love, child.

What made you think I loved her?" "You came see her!" "Because it was the only way I could see you, dear little girl. Do you suppose they would have let me In If I had come openly to call on you. Vera, can you care for such an awkward, silent fellow as "You are not awkward," objected the girl, then stopped in confusion. "I am awkward and silent," he repeated, "and I have outdone myself in your presence, because I am so conscious of my own unworthiness. But dear, I want never wanted anyone else for my wife and I never shall.

I have waited months for a chance to get near you, but I wanted in vain until I thought of paying court to Marie. Then when I saw to what disadvantage I showed among the other fellows I lost courage to ask you!" "Oh, Loren," said the girl with a happy laugh. Marie coming silently and miserably along the path, paused in astonishment at sight of her gentle little sister in Loren Dawson's arms. "Freddy," she cried, turning to the silent young man beside her with sudden joyous gladness, "I'll take back everything I said! Come, let us all face the maternal displeasure together!" REQUISITES FDR NEAT AND RAPID WORK AT KILLING TIME Method of Farmer Who Thoroughly Understands the Is Necessary to Have Good Scraper, Sticking Knife, Hog Hook and Convenient Place to Labor in. (By W.

HANSON, Illinois.) In order to do neat and rapid work at hog-killing time, It IB necessary to have a good scraper, sticking knife, a hog hook and a place that Is convenient for working. For scalding, a barrel is commonly used, and it is all that is needed unless the hogs arc very large. If very large hogs are. killed, a scalding tub will answer the purpose for scalding much better than a barrel. I have one which Is made of two- inch planks for the sides and ends, and sheet iron for the bottom.

It IB six feet long and three and one-half feet wide, with a depth of two and one-half feet. Two hooks are fastened near the top on one side, with a pair of trace chains to run under the hog, to facil itate the turning and withdrawing from the tub. It is placed over a furnace, which is made by digging a trench In the ground, and when in use I place pieces of wood across the bottom, in order to keep the hog from coming in contact with the iron bottom and getting too hot. I flnd that the proper temperature for good scalding is from 180 to 190 degrees, and if a barrel is to be used, the water should be boiling when dipped out of the kettle', as the barrel will cool it some. If a scalding tub is used, the water should be cooled by adding a bucket of cold water before the hog Is put in.

To insure a correct heat of the water, use a thermometer. Small quantities of lye, ashes or lime will have no effect in removing the hair, but will cause the scurf to come loose more readily. A hog hook is almost indispensable, and if one Is to be made it should be made In the form of a hay or bale hook. In fact, I flnd that a hay hook answers the purpose very well. In handling the hog, stick the hook in the flesh of the lower jaw, just behind the fork of the jaw bone.

However, the hook may be stuck under the tendons of the hind legs. Keep the hog in constant motion while being scalded, and draw it out to air occasionally. When the hair and scurf slip easily from the body the scalding is completed. In scraping and cleaning the hog I clean the feet and head first, then the legs, and last but not least, the body. I hang the hog with a rope and pulley, as it is more, easily hung in this way than any other.

But it may be hung with the ordinary gambrel, a stick which is sharpened at each em and inserted under the tendon string! of the hind legs. A short singletree will be found to answer for a gambrel-stick. If ther is sufficient help at hand, the hog may bo hung on a pole put up for the purpose. After the bog is hung up, rinse it down with scalding water, remove the mtralls by running a sharp knlfo Ightly down, marking the belly straight, cutting to the bone between the thighs and In front of the ribs, which bones I split with an ax, being 1 areful not to cut beyond them. Open the abdomen, and after a little use of the knife one will seldom cut the entrails in removing them.

However, I have a few short strings at band to use In case any of the entrails are cut. After removing the entrails, liver and heart, spread the carcass apart RUNAWAY BABY Hog-8caldlng Tank. with a stick and rinse it down with cold water. When cooled sufficiently, remove the leaf fat and kidneys and. cut It up.

I.usually salt down on a bench or in a box as soon as it has cooled enough to trim, but I never put any salt on the ribs and backbones if the weather ia cool. The amount of salt I use is ten pounds to every one hundred pounds of meat. In addition to the, salt, I also use two pounds of granulated sugar and two ounces of saltpetre mixed. Rub the meat-once every three days with one-third of the mixture. While it is curing pack it, in a box in a cool room, where it will neither become warm nor freeze.

Two barrels may be used, clianging the meat from one to the other each time it is rubbed. After the last rubbing let the meat lie in a box for a week or ten days, then take it out to smoke. When taken out of the box dip each piece -in a kettle of boiling water and let it remain half a minute, after which sprinkle a little powdered borax on the meat side, and hang. Smoke it four or five days with hickory chips or then dip it with borax again, and put it down in clean hay. The hot water destroys any fly eggs that may have been deposited, and the borax prevents flies from depositing fresh ones.

Meat treated In this manner may be left hanging all-summer and will remain in the best condition. "My, but I'm glad to see you!" waa the greeting received by Miss Ruby Shaw as she entered the apartments of -her former schoolmate, now Wendover, on that Wednesday morning. "But you are going out," was the reply. "Yes, for an hour, and I want you to take baby over to the park in her cart. You can.

take a book along and she'll Bleep like a bug and not give you a minute's trouble. You can play the handsome nurse girl." Twenty minutes later Miss Ruby sat on a bench In the park with an open book in her hand, and a go-cart containing a girl baby a year old wlth- Jn reaching distance. The spot was a retired one, the morning fine, and there was but one other sitter in sight, and he a hundred feet away. He was smoking a cigar and reading a newspaper. Yes, baby slept, the robins sang and the squirrels chattered.

Peace and contentment reigned. Mies Ruby had snatched up a book, but now was disappointed In it. It wasn't a love story at all. There wasn't a handsome maiden, a chevalier nor a duel in it. It was a book of travel In Borneo.

It told where Borneo was. located, what the natives ate and how they got rid of their parents old folks got past hopping out of bed on cold mornings to build the kitchen fire. Was that of any interest to a good-looking girl in the United States aged nineteen and of naturally romantic nature? Not a bit. The book was laid aside for a look at baby. She was all right.

Then a look at a robin. He was all right. Then at the man with the cigar and paper. He was all right. In fact, everything was all right.

Then Miss Ruby began to blink her eyes and nod. Go-carts have a habit of stealing away on a trip by themselves. They can't steal uphill, of course, but if there is the slightest descent then look out for them! They will wait quietly and innocently until attention is attracted elsewhere and then they CISTERN THAT CLEANS ITSELF Method Is Shown in Illustration That Carries Oft Refuse Settling at the Bottom. Cisterns are usually made of brick and cement mortar in the fbrm of a jug. The water Is let in at the top by conductors from the eve troughs of the roof of the house or barn.

The soot, dust, leaves and other foreign matter on the roof and in the trough are washed into the cistern, writes Dr. Kirkland in the Wallace's Farmer. This settles to the bottom, making a heavy deposit of slime and filth, and the water, which is always drawn from the bottom by the pump, comes up dirty and foul smelling. If the cistern is built as the illustration represents, it will be automatic in cleaning, as it will overflow from the bottom, thus carrying out the stale The Prince's Majority. The famous "mad" King of Bavaria, Louis and Prince Otto, his brother, were brought up with great strict- But she liked this task the I ness and simplicity.

least of any ever assigned her. Loren DawBon, coming into the lighted parlors that evening, hesitated In his customary diffident way upon the threshold. Marie paused in the song she was to smile sweetly at him. Freddy Haines, leaning over the piano, covertly. With a hauty word to Mrs.

Hinckley, JLoren walked over to the little sofa In (the corner where Vera mat reading. 'Til 8lt here with you, Mian Vera, I know you will not auk me do anything. Please go on with our reading!" Vera smiled aa abe resumed her tory. But tshe was acutely conscious Loren'g eyes were fastened upon ier Bister's sparkling face as she urned the music with the displeased Freddy. does Dawtou mean by corn- fig here every night," demanded $uat Their father, Maximilian an excellent constitutional king, but in private life not particularly genial, allowed them no pocket-money but what they earned by good marks at their lessons on the modest scale of one pfenning per mark; and he would fine them a thaler without compunction if they were reported idle.

Their table waa more frugal than that of the eons of most country gentlemen. When-Louis attained his majority at eighteen, he was provided with an establishment of his own, and eat down on the first day of his emancipation to his usual dish of meat and some cheese. "Am I now my own master?" he asked with a smile of his servants. "Yes, sir," was the answer. "Then," said tho prince, gleefully, "you may bring mo some chicken and a mehlspelson Companion.

as the water rises above the drain, it will begin by force of gravity to flow from the bottom up through the galvanized tube and leave the cistern from the bottom, thus sucking out the foul water and sediment from below and leaving the clean, fresh water at the top. I invented this device and have had one of these cistern in operation for seventeen years. The water has always remained pure and sweet, and without any attention whatever to cleaning. There is no patent and the additional cost of this simple and sanitary device is about two and a half to three dollars. GUARD AGAINST WASTE IN FEED Farmer Must Systematize'Feed- injf So That Good Rouarhaae Is Not Refused by Cattle.

The cart was pushed Into another path and hustled along for a quarter of a mile. Then the boys sat down oft ho grass. Two policemen and ft mlf a dozen pedestrians jpassed them, jut they were not questioned. They carried things off very naturally. It was their first big affair, and what to do with the child and how to get a reward WF.S the thing that was puzzling them as they lay in the sunshine.

Meanwhile, a frantic young woman and a somewhat excited young man were racing up this path and down that and accosting eevry one they met with. "Have you seen a runaway go-cart and a baby?" All answers were In the negative, and Miss Ruby finally broke Into sobs and sat down on a bench and walled out: "I must have gone to baby's been oh, what will her mother and father Bay tome!" Then a thought came to her, and rlsipg she grasped the young man by the coat collar and shook him to and Fro and exclaimed: "I see it all now. You are the scoundrel! You watched and waited till I slept. Tell me where baby Is or 1" The young man was protesting and perspiring when an officer came up and demanded an explanation and got it and said to the girl: "Sit here on this bench 'till I run to the telephone and give an alarm through the park. It's probably the work of boys, and you'll surely get baby back.

Why, this young man IB Mr. Rossmore. I've known him for three years." Miss Ruby looked up, ceased to sob, and extended her hand and said: "Please forgive me. I'm almost crazy. You'll help the police, won't be sure.

Don't go away from here. I'm sure we shall have the little one soon." MT. Harrison Rossmore was a young man of dignity olid propriety. He wouldn't have hastened his walk to get out of the way of an auto, 'but this occasion was an exception. He started off on a run.

Her dropped cane, but did not stop to recover it. He fan down paths and across the grass and through the bushes, and he left shreds of his garments behind. He was on the'trail of that baby and running wild. turned out to be better than any plan. He finally burst out of the bushes on cart and baby and boys and a man who had just joined them.

The boys ran, but the man put up a fight. Mr. Rossmore bore down on him like a brick house on the move. He was kicked and punched and smothered in two minutes, though the blow he got in blacked the chevalier's left' eye very handsomely. Baby still slept.

Ten minutes later Miss Ruby was hugging and kissing 'the wondering little runaway arid pausing at intervals to esy: "Oh, Mr. I thought you a villain! Can you ever, ever forgive me for shaking you!" To be sure he could and did. Mr. Rossmore hadn't taken the youiig lady for a nurse-girl. He had been in the park too often for that.

And, being the least excitable of the two, he had noticed points to admire. He had to see Miss Ruby safe back, In spite of his black eye, and he had to- be introduced to tjxe mother of the adventurous baby, and he had to have brown paper and vinegar applied to that optic, and, later, he found It necessary to call on the baby's father to act as usher at his wedding. Self-Cleaning Cistern. water and sediment that have accumulated below. The cistern should be built in the ordinary way and cemented fully to the top.

The conductor pipes should enter through the cover, a drain pipe leave the cistern just beneath the neck, or about three feet below the surface. Into this is cemented a galvanized gas pipe which extends downward to within about two and a half inches of a depression iu the bottom of the cistern. It will readily be seen that as soon Feed has grown to be so high priced that wasting it seems like squandering gold; yet the careless feeder wastes an enormous amount of feed every winter when a little watchfulness and sound judgment would save it. When stock are fed a tempting grain feed before or at the same time they are given their roughage ration they invariably become somewhat dainty as to what they eat, picking out but the very best of the roughage and rejecting all the rest. When this habit is once formed stock will often go hungry rather than eat what has been picked over and which really is very good feed.

Therefore, one must systematize his feeding in such manner as to guard against the habit being formed. This should in no wise be constructed as meaning the feeding of foul or musty roughage, but at the same time we do advise one to feed so as to derive the greatest possible profits, consistent with the good health of the herd. For this reason we should feed the roughage before the grain or at a time when we know the stock to be hungry enough to eat all the roughage containing a certain amount of nourishment and we consider that the system saves us a great quantity of food supplies every season. Best Draught Horse. An experiment station says that the closer a draught horse is to the ground tho better both for service endurance.

"Hully Kid!" begin to move away. They take care to make no noise, and In a minute they are out of sight. If baby is awake he may yell and give the alarm, but if he is asleep away he goes. Miss Ruby blinks and winks and nods resulted in sleep. The man with the paper saw that she slept and smiled to himself.

Then he saw that the go-cart had disappeared, and he uttered an exclamation of alarm, and It was his footsteps that awoke the girl. She could not have been made to believe that she had slept. "Didn't you have a go-cart here with a baby in it?" questioned the man. "Mercy, yes!" was tho reply. "I can't tell you.

There's nobody along. The cart must have rolled away by itself." "But She's been kid- naped!" "I think not. I think we'll find her all safe around the turn in the path." Miss Ruby ran ahead and the man followed. She was so excited that she didn't notice what sort of a looking man he was except that he was young and a gentleman. "She isn't in sight!" exclaimed the girl as she reached the turn.

"Then we must go on. You see there is a sharp grade here. We may find the cart in the bushes." "And baby thrown out and killed! Oh, eir "There, there! Nothing serious can have happened. We'll flnd the cart in a minute." But they didn't. That sneak of a go-cart had taken the middle of the path and kept It.

It had tip-toed around the turn and then began to race. It made two more turns as if guided by human hands, and then shot into a broader path to face two hoodlums who were crossing the park. They grabbed for the runaway and stopped it. "Hully kid!" chuckled one. "And dat's a thousand bones reward!" added tho other.

OUR SWIFT LEGAL JUSTICE Witness Fancied He Knew Mr. Brown, but He Was Undeceived by Opposing Counsel. "You say you know Mn Brown?" asks the lawyer, according to the Cleveland Plain Dealer. "Yes, sir." "You will swear to that?" "Yes, sir." "You mean that you are acquainted with Mr. Brown?" "That's what I mean.

I "Stop. You don't know are merely acquainted with him. You don't mean to tell the court, then, that you know all about Mr. Brown and everything he ever did?" "Of course I "Never mind what you suppose. Don't get mixed are under oath.

So you don't know everything Brown ever did?" "No, sir." "That is to say, you aren't BO well acquainted with him as you just said you were?" "Well, I "Quit guessing. We are beginning to understand each other now. You can't that you know Brown." "Well, if you put it that "Never mind how I put it. I ask you' a plain question and you. must give a plain answer.

Don't try to yes or no." "No." "Aha! So, in point of fact, you don't know Brown at all?" sir." (And if anybody thinks this is burlesque stuff, we may remark that we got it from an old notebook of a former court reporter. And we copied it word for that the witness, 1 name wasn't Brown.) Seeker After Knowledge. One day as my young brother and I were out feeding my pigeons he happened to see some young one? which did not have their eyes opened, and he asked me soberly: "When do the big ones peck holes for their.