The Alvin Sun. (Alvin, Tex.), Vol. 27, No. 38, Ed. 1 Friday, March 15, 1918 Page: 3 of 8
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THE ALVIN SUN. ALVIN. TEXAS
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LARK DECIDES TO EMBARK UPON LITERARY CAREER,
DREAM OF HER LIFE, BUT FINDS NEWS-
PAPER WORK TOO ARDUOUS
PRUDENCE
5>5 50
She Sulked Grouchily in the Dining
Room.
and let stand for two
will be ready to use. ’
be strained when ready
salt and red pepper, w
fill of powdered sugar.
Russian Dressing,
add red pepper and ha!
of salt, a teaspoonful o
parsley, two teaspoonfu
le onion, one
•tato, all cut
Cook u itil the meat
—Cut
dresse 1
>11 and a half
ning well with
th a teaspoon-
A close friend Is one who refuses to
loan you anything.
juice, vinegar,
id I ng upon the
a
roquefort two
We always have faith In the wearter
prophet who sends th ngs our way.
the
A
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our busi-
our rest-
nt and un-
in the end
evensun.
beginning to prate of college and such
things, but the twins wen still, ■well,
they were growing up, perhaps, but
they kept jubilantly young along In the
process, and their enthusiasm for
diplomas and ice cream sodas was so
nearly identical that one couldn’t feel
seriously that the twins were tugging
at their leashes.
And Connie was a freshman herself
—rather tall, a little awkward, with a
sober earnest face, and with an incon-
gronsly humorous droop to the corners
of her lips, and tn the sparkle of her
eyes.
WKITCAm HOW Ml S, BOYD
AVOIDED AN
IPERATION
unctuous fatherly advice. He took her I
into his office, which was one corner of 1
the press room glassed in by Itseff, and
talked over her duties, which, as far as |
Lark could gather from his discourse, i
appeared to consist in doing as she ‘
Would It have been honorable
for Lark to write up the tragic
story—even though it was her
job to do so—since the suffering
mother had given the girl fun
confidence unwittingly?
Weak, Flinty Heart, and Hysterica
can be rectified by tiling “Renovins’' a
heart and nerve tonic. Price 50c and |i Ml
Heredity.
“How bent that young man is!”
“No wonder. He conies of a crocked
family”
ECZEMA
Hunt's Salve, formally called
Hunt's Cure Is -ranteed to
stop and permunouily cure tbat 4^*'
terrible 1 tubing. It is cum- f
pounded for that nurpoae and .
your money will to promptly
refunded witboat question A J
If Hunt’s Salve falls to cure I /
ItCb,Be>eu>a,Tetter Hing Worst
or any olb>*r *kin «• sene. "5<j \
the box. Yotir local druggist, jf
or direct by mail from "
Chicken
a well-
chicken
U and fry In hot pork
2 fat m: de from fry-
ree slices of
Roll the
in well-
ed flour and
n 111 well
was told.
“Now. remember,” he said. In part,
“that running a newspaper is busi-
ness. l*ure business. We’ve got to
give folks what they want to hear, and
they want to hear everything that hap-
pens. Folks want to hear about the
private affairs of other folks. They
pay us to find out, and tell them, and
it’s our duty to do It So don’t ever be
squeamish about coming right out
blunt with the plain facfs; that’s what
we are paid for.”
This did not seriously Impress Lark.
Theoretically, she realized that he was
right. And be talked so impressively
of the press, and its mission in the
world, and its rights and its pride and
its power, that Lark, looking away
with hope-filled eyes, saw a high and
mighty figure, immense, all-powerful,
standing free, majestic, beckoning her
to come. It was her first view of the
world’s press.
But on the fourth morning, when she
entered the office, Mr. Raider met her
with more excitement in his manner
than she had ever seen before. As a
not sit well on
men.
ful of tarragon vinegar.
add two cupfuls euch
and mayonnaise.
Mignonette Sauce.—C top three hmall
onions, add seven tai lespoonfuls of
crushed whole pepper (not ground
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iy, bring usjto
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so I can do my Inuse work: without arr
tnbh spoonful
hors- radish 1
a t ‘aspoonful
w o
well
servM __ „
cups In a dish of crushed ice with oys-
ters.
Snappy French Dress ng.—Take two
tablespoonfuls of oliv<| oil, a table-
si>oonful of tarragon vir'egar, a dash of
paprika, a quarter of | a teaspoonful
each of mustard and salf; mix well and
serve in the heart leajes of lettuce;
sprinkle over a teaspoonful of Worces-
tershire sauce and a tublespoonful of
finely chopped onion and a generous
sprinkling of red pepper.
Roquefort Cheese Dre ssing.—Take
quarter of a pound of
cupfuls of French dressing, using one
and a half cupfuls of
cupful of vinegar, seas<
.....I ...
WAS DISCOURAGED
Lest 65 Founds it Weight ind
Bad to Give Up Work. Bas Bee»
Well Since Using Doan’s.
“Being exposed to extreme h»t
when working as an engineer, tnd
then going outdoors to cool »ff.
caused my kidney trouble,” Buy*
Karl Goering, 8513 N. O; kney St..
Philadelphia, Pa. “In cold weath-
er and when It was
damp, my joints and
muscles would swell
and ache and often my
limbs were so badlj af-
fected it was only with
great misery I was able
to get around. For a,
week I was laid up in
bed, hardly able to
move hand or foot.
I
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Synopsis.—The story opens in the house of Rev. Mr. Starr where
Prudence, his eldest daughter and feminine head of the house, con-
sisting of her father, herself, her sisters. Fairy, the twins—Carol and
Larte—niMt Connie, the youngest, are awaiting the arrival of their aunt
Grace. Liveliness of the smaller members of the family results dis-
astrously for their appearance. Carol and Lark investigate Christian
Science. Prudence postpenes her wedding when Carol catches measles.
Then Carol tries to convert the town roughnecks. The twins score a
triumph at the church entertainment. Fairy reveals her marriage
engagement
' *’* J I could write editorials like
' his myself.”
Fairy solemnly rose and crossed the
porch, and with a band on Lark’s
; shoulder gave her a solemn shake.
, “Now, T^ark Starr, you begin at the be-
ginning and tell us. Do you think we’re
all wooden Indians? We can’t wait un-
til you make a newspaper out of the
Daily News! We want, to know. Talk.”
Thus adjured, Lark did talk, and the
little story with many striking embel-
lishments from Carol was given into
the hearing of the family.
“Five dollars u week,” echoed Con-
nie faintly.
“Of course,
Carol.” was the generous offer.
“No, I won’t have it. I haven’t any
literary brains, and I can’t take any
of your salary. Thanks, Just the same.”
Then she added happily: “But I know’
you’ll be very generous when I need
to borrow, and I do borrow pretty
often, Larkle.”
For the rest of the week Lark’s lit-
erary career was the one. topic of con-
versation in the Starr family. Lark’s
clothes were put in the most immacu-
late condition, and her wardrobe great-
ly enriched by donations pressed upon
her by her admiring sisters. Every
evening the younger girls watched im- --------------• —
patiently for the carrier of ihe Daily rule. excitement does
News, and then rushed to meet him. nicely rounded, pink-skinned
“Lark,” he began hurriedly, “do you
know the Dalys? On Elm street?”
“Yes, they are members of our
church. I know them.”
He leaned forward,
news down that way.
samples address, “Cuticura. Dept X.
Boston.” At druggists and by tialL
Soap 25, Ointment 25 i.nd 50.—Adv.
Nr. Gotrii (
“Another trouble v as from Ineg-
ular and scanty passages of the
kidney secretions. I became dull
rad weak a d had to give up my
work. Headaches and dizzy splls
nearly blinded me and I went horn
265 to 200 in weight. Nothing
helped me and I felt 1 was door led
to suffer.
“At last I had th ? good fortun • to
hear of Doan's Sidney Pills and be-
gan taking them. I soon got back
riy strong ± and weight and all the
rheumatic pains and other kidney
troubles left. I have remained
cured.* 8‘irorn to before me,
WM. H. M’MUNN, Notary AU Me.
G~t Dorn's at Any 9tor«, 60c a Bos
DOAN’S KPTA V
•OSTER-MIUBURN CD.. BUFFALO. K.T.
Taking a Njap.
Nan was sitting on ore of the small-
est first-grade chairs with her legs
crossed. After a while she extended
them gingerly and ex< lai med to the
teacher: “Oh, my feet
XmL”
pepper), add three cupfuls of tarragon
vinegar, put into a jar well covered
» days, when it
’ ’he sauce may
| rie srrameu wnen leauy Ito serve. Very
tasteful sauce for oysters.
Emergency Salad Dressing.—Use
any left-over yolks or whites—both are
better, and the more of (he yolk the
richer will be the dress
measure and take an eq ml measure of
mild vinegar—strong vinegar may be
diluted with water; puj over hot wa-
ter to cook, stirring constantly with an
eggbeater. When thick
covered jar. When wanted for use,
take out a few tablesp* onfuls, season
with salt, pepper, onion
cream, or olive oil. dope
kind of salad one Is set Ing.
CHAPTER VII.
—.7—
Lark's Literary Venture.
As commencement drew near, and
Zalry began planning momentous
things for her graduation, a little
soberness came into the parsonage
life. The girls were certainly grow-
ing up. Prudence had been married a
long, long time. Fairy b“lng grad-
uated from college, her school days
were over, and life was just across the
threshold—its big black door just
slightly ajar waiting for her to press it
back and catch a glimpse of what lay
beyond.
Even the twins were getting along.
They were finishing high school, and
Heal Baby Rashes
That itch, burn and \orture.
Cuticura Soap bath gives instant r'>
lief when followed by a gentle appli-
cation of Cuticura Oimment. For free
^Lthol Huesior^>
Zr^ AUrna>Z of PAUO&1CZCf r/tf
The paper was read with avid interest,
criticized, commended. They all ad-
mitted that Lark would be an acquisi-
tion to the editorial force, indeed, one
sorely needed.
During those days, Carol followed
Lark about with a hungry devotion
that would have b<?en observed by her
sister on a less momentous occasion.
But no*” she was so full of the darling
career that she overlcoked the once
most-darling Carol. On Monday morn-
ing, Carol did not remain upstairs with
Lr.rk as she donned her most business-
like cress for her Initiation into the
world of literature. Instead, she sulked
grouchily In the dicing room, and when
Lark, radiant, star-eyed, danced into
the room for the family's approval, she
almost glowered upon her.
“Am I all right? Do (look literary?
Oh, oh,” gurgled Lark, with rnmiic in
her voice.
Carol sniffed.
“Oh, Isn’t It a glorious morning?’’
sang Lark again. “Isn’t everything
wonderful, fathe. ?”
“Lark Starr,” cried Ca.rol passionate-
ly, “I should think j ou’d be ashamed of
yourself. It’s bad enough to turn your
back on your—your llteiong twin, and
raise barriers between us, but for you
to be so wildly happy atx>ut it Is—per-
fectly wicked.”
Lark wheeled about abruptly and
stared at her sister, the fire slowly
dying out of her eyes.
“Why, Carol,” she began slowly, in
a low voice, without music
“Oh, that’s all right. You needn’t
try to talk me over. A body’d think
there was nothing In ihe world but
ugly old newspapers. I don’t like ’em,
anyhow. I think they’re downright
nosey! And we’ll never be the same
any more, Larkle, and you’re the only
twin i’ve got, and—”
Carol’s defiance ended In a poorly
suppressed sob and a rush of tears.
Lark threw her gloves on the table.
“T won’t go at all,” she said,
won’t go a step.
Chicken iR one of the f inds we may
ent without fear of breal ing the food
pledge
wSwia.. - Jg —Cut up
Plactj to Get It.
“I would like to put plenty of
Biosphere in my experiences
war.”
“Then,
corps?”
ing th
salt i> >rk.
chickt a
s«-a sei
fry 1
browned, then add boll ng water tc
cover, with one carrot, o
head of celery, a small 1
in small cubes.
is tender, then add a hal .‘ can of peas
just before serving.
Baked Fish With Sour
raw tish into servlng-slze l pieces and
place them side by side in a shallow
baking dish. For each |mun<l of fish
allow a tablespoonful of butter, a slice
of onion, a bay leaf andl a third of a
cupful of sour cream. 1
with the sauce while co >king, adding j trying ordenL
»„.♦ ... . -------- . If complications exist, write to Lydia
E. Pinkham Me< .cine Co., Lyrn, Mas<,
- • -2.1— .... .—miny yeiu-s
“I
If—if you think for
a minute, Carol, that any silly old
career Is going to be any dearer to me
than you ere, and if we aren’t going to
be just as we’ve always been, I won’t
gc a step.”
Carol wiped her eyes “Well,” she
said very affectionately “if you feel I
like that, it’s all right. I just wantedj
hot water if the sauce I becomes toe
thick. Remove the fish to a platter,
add a dash of lemon jut- e or vinegar
with salt and pepper tio taste, and
strain it over the fish.
Canned asparagus, ! heated and
served on points of toasl with melted
butter and jiarmesan cheese grated
over the top, makes a m<|’St tasty dish.
Punski, a Russian Dish.—Fry fresh
mushrooms rolled in seasoned flour in
butter. I’our sour creain over some
i finei.» chopped chicken pr veai. Cut
■ circles of pastry from pije crust, place
a spoonful of the mixture on a piece , .
of the pastry, cover with another piece i. 3.RICHHDS MEDICINE GO. SHEHMAI,TEXAS
BrUSh * m '
Airplane Wrecks Train.
An airplane has often proved Itself
more than a match for its antagonist
in an unequal encounter. A French
aviator once penetrated far behind the
German lines and chanced upon a
heavily laden troop train. The speed
of his craft being fully twice that of
this unusual antagonist, it gave him an
advantage he was quick to use. The
airplane flew so low that Its machine
gun was brought to bear upon the cars,
raking them with disastrous results.
Still flying verj low, the airman in-
creased bis speed and, on coming
abreast of the locomotive, shot both
engineer and fireman. Left to Itself,
the locomotive raced forward uncon-
trolled, and taking a sharp curve at
high speed was wrecked with great
loss of life
ui <1 uni u di o w ujuiu <ui upcianuu oiivuiu 11 n
Ji.nste the fisk fair trial before submitting to such a
If complications exist, vrrite to Lydia
E. Pinkham Met ;cine Co., Lyrn, Mas*.,
for advice. The result of i---7 7----
experience is at your service.
Canton, Ohio.--“I suffered from a
female trouble which causad me mu :b
suffering, and tvo
doctors decided
that I wculd ba •
to go through an
operat on before i
could get well.
“My mother, who
had been helped by
Lydia X. Pinkhair’s
Vegetable Com-
pound. advised re
to try t be fore su ii-
in i ttmg to an oper a-
tion. J t relieved r e
from my trouble!
can do my house work: wiihout any
difficulty. I advise any woman who is
afflicted with female troubles to gi.e
Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg.etable Com-
pound a trial and it will do as much i or
them.’’—Mrs. Marie Boyd, 1121 6th
St., N. E., Canton, Ohio.
Sometimes th ?re are (>ericu! con i-
tions whero a hospital operation is tr.e
only alternative, but on the other ha-.d
so many women have been cur-jd bvtl .s
famous root and herb rem-edy, Lydia E.
Pinkham’s Vegetable Cor*.poena, after
doctors have said that an operation was
necessary — every woman who waits
to avoid an operation should give it a
Malsle and the little bey.
both dead. Daly got away, and we
can’t got at the bottom of it. The
family is shut off alone, and won’t see ■
anyone.”
Lark’s face had gone white, and she ’
clasped her slender hands together, I
swaying, quivering, bright lights be-
fore her eyes.
“Oh, oh!” she murmured brokenly.
“Oh, how awful I”
Mr. Raider did not observe the white
horror In Lark’s face. “Yes, isn’t it?”
he Raid. “I want you to go right down
there.”
“Yes, Indeed,” said Lark, though she
shivered at the thought. “Of course, I
will.” Lark was a minister’s daugh-
ter. If people were in trouble, she
must go, of course. “Isn’t It—awful?
I never knew of—such a thing—before.
Malsle was In my class at school. I
never liked her very well. Pm so sorry
I didn’t—oh, Tm so sorry. Yes, I’ll go
right away. You’d better call papa up
and tell him to come, too.”
“I will, but you run along. Being
the minister’s daughter, they’ll let you
right np. They’ll tell you all about IL
of course. Don’t talk to anyone on the
way back. Come right to the office.”
“Yes—yes.” Lark’s face was fright-
ened, but firm. “I—I’ve never gone to
the houses much when—there was
trouble. Prudence and Fairy have al-
ways done that But of course ft’s
right, and I’m going. Oh, I do wish I
had been fonder of Malsle. I’ll go right
away.”
And she hurried away, still quiver-
ing, a cold chill upon her. Three hours
later she returned to the office, her
eyes dark circled, and red with weep-
ing. Mr. Raider met her at the door.
“Did you see them?’
“Yes,” she said In a low voice. “They
—they took me upstairs, and—” She
paused pitifully, the memory strong
upon her, for the woman, the mother of
five children, two of when had been
struck down, had lain in Lark’s strong
tender arms, and sobbed out the ugly
story.
TABLETS -
to say you liked me better then
anything else. Of course you m ist go.
Lark. I really take all the credit for
you end your talent to myself, and it’s
as much an honor for me as it is for
you, and I want you to go. But don’t
you ever go to liking the crazy old
stories any better than you do me.”
Then she picked up Lark’s gloves,
ami the two went out with an arm
around each other’s waist.
It was a dreary morning for Carol,
but none of her sisters knew that most
of it was spent in the closet of her
room, sobbing bitterly. “It’s just the
way of the world," she mourned, in the
tone of one who has lived many years
and suffered untold anguish, “we spend
our lives bringing them up, and loving 11
them, and finding all our joy and hap- 1 ■
piness in them, and then they go, and
we are left alone.”
Lark’s morning at the office was '
quiet, but none the k :s thrilling on !
that account. Mr. Raider received her j
cordially, and with a great deal of I
•I eat two eggs,
a teaspoonful
finely minced
s each of chop-
ped green and rfrd pepj er, a half cup-
Mix well and
of chill sauce
Give us to go
ne88 all this day.
Ing beds weary and cont
dishonored; and grant us
ti e gift of sleep.—R. L. St
"I tell you, Grace, it’s a thankless job,
Tearing a family. Connie told me to-
day that my collars should have
straight edges now instead of turned-
hack corners. \nd Lark reminded me
that I got my points mixed up In last
Sunday’s lesson. I’m getting sick of
this family business, I’m about ready
Ard jusit then, as a clear “Father"
came floating down the stairway, he
turned hlsi head alertly. “What do yon
want ?"
“Everybody's out,’’ came Carol’s
plaintire voice. “Will yon come and
button me up. I can't ask anntle tc
run clear up here, and I can’t come
down Itectuse Pm In my stocking feet
My new slippers pinch so I don't put
them on until 1 have to. Oh, thanks,
father, you're a deer."
After the excitement of the con>-
menceineiit, the commotion, the glam-
our, the gayety, ordinary parsonage
life seemitd smooth and pleasant, and
for ten days there was not a ruffle on
the surface of their domestic waters.
It was on the tenth day that *he twins,
strolling down Main street, conversing
earnestly together as was their cus-
tom, were accosted by a nicely round-
ed, pom;>ous man with a cordial,
“Hello, twins,"
In an instant they were bright with
smiles for this was Mr. Raider, editor
and owner of the Dally News, the big-
gest and most popular of Mount Mark’s
three dally papers. Locking forward,
as they did, to a literary career for
Lark, they never failed to show a
touching and unnatural deference to
anyone connected, even ever so re-
motely, with that profession.
They did not resent his nicely
rounded and therefore pointless jokes.
They smiled at them. They did not
call the Dally New, the “Ridder Fam-
ily Organ,” as they yearned to do. They
d'd not admit that they urged their fa-
ther to put Mr. Rulder on all church
committees to Insure publicity. They
swallowed hard, and told themselves
that sfter all, Mr. Raider was an edi-
tor, ar d perhaps he couldn’t help edit-
ing his own family to the exclusion of
the rest of Mount Mark.
When, on this occasion, he looked
Lark up and down with bls usual ro-
tund complacency, Carol only gritted
her teeth and reminded her heaving
soul tliat he was an editor.
“WT at are you going to do this sum-
mur. Lark?" he asked, without pre-
amble
“Why—-just roihtng, I suppose,
usual.''
“Wen," he said, frowning plumply,
“were rannlng short of men. Tve
heard you’re Interested In our line, and
I thought maybe you could help us out
during vacation. How about It? The
work'll be easy and it’ll be fine experi-
ence for you. We’ll pay you five dol-
lars a week. This Is a little town, and
we’re called a little publication, but
our work and our alm and methods are
Identical with those of the big city pa-
pers.” He swelled visibly, almost
alarmingly. “How about it? You’re
the one with the literary longings,
aren’t you?”
Lark v as utterly speechless. If the
National hank bad opened its coffers
This distressing Ailment should tie
relieved at once and save strata on
adds much to I NCTTOns System, CAPUDINE gves
— ’* ’. quick relief. It’s a liquid—Pleasant ta
and bake in a slow ovi
This makes two loaves, j .
In making corn bread, substitute a j
tnblesi»oonful of molasses for e\ery I
rv.r.r r, Cipe. Will
make a m \st palatable j< hnny cake.
----------------------1------
It is the practice of thJ multitude to
bark at eminent men, Ls little dogs
bark at strangers.—Senepa.
to the always hard-pressed twins, she
could not have been more corapleiely
confounded. Carol was in a condition
nearly as serious, but grasping the
gravity of the situation, she rushed
into the broach headlong.
“Yes—yes,” she gasped. “She*! lit-
erary. Oh. she’s very literary.”
Mr. Raider smiled, “Well, would you
like to try your hanjj out with me?”
Again Carol sprang to her sister’s
relief.
“Yes, indeed, she would,” she cried.
“Yes, indeed.” And then, determined
to impress upon him that the Daily
News was the one to profit chiefly from
the Innovation, she added, “And It’s a
lucky day for the Oally News, too, I
tel’ you. There aren’t many Larks in
Mount Mark, in a literary way. I mean,
and—the Dal y News needs- some—that
Is, I think—new blood—anyhow, Lark
will be just fine.”
“All right. Come Jn, Monday morn-
ing at elghL Lark, a,nd I’ll set you to
work. It won’t be Anything very Im-
portant You can write up the church
news, and parties, and goings away,
and things like that. It’ll be good
training. You can study our papers
between now and then, to catch our
I style.”
_r ... . . , . . Carol lifted her he^d a little higher.
?u' ‘ If Mr- Rnl,ler thought her talented twin
would be confined to ithe ordinary style
of the Dally News, which Carol consid-
ered atrociously lacking in any style at
all, he would be most gloriously mis-
taken. that’s certain!;
It Is a significant fact that after Mr.
Raider went back into the sanctum of
the Dally News, the twins walked
along for one full block without speak-
ing. Such a thing had never hap-
pened before In all the years of their
tw inship. At the end of the block,
Carol turned her head restlessly. They
were eight blocks from home. But the
twins couldn’t run on the streeL it was
so undignified She looked longingly
about for a buggy t«ound their way.
Even a grocery cart would have been a
welome though humbling convey ance.
“I^ark,” she said, ‘Tm afraid we’ll be
late for dinner. And auntie told us
to hurry back. Maybe we’d better run.”
Rannlng is a good expression for
emotion, and Lark promptly struck out
at a pace that did full credit to her
lithe young limbs. Down the street
they raced, little tendrils of hair flying
about tbelr flushed and shining faces,
faster, faster breathless, panting, their
gladness fairly overflewing. And many
people turned to look, wondering what
in the world possessed the leisurely,
dignified parsonage twins.
Aunt Grace sat up in her hammock
to look. Fairy ran out to the porch, and
Mr. Starr laid down his book. B ad the
long and dearly desired war been de-
clared at last?
But when the twins reached the
perch, they paused sheepishly, shyly.
“What’s the matter?” chorused the
family.
“Are—are we late for dinner?” Carol
demanded earnestly, ,as though their
lives depends*d on the answer.
The family stared in concerted
amusement When before this had the
twins shown anxiety about their late-
ness for meals—unless a favorite des-
sert or salad was all consumed In their
absence. And it was only half past
four!
Carol gently shoved Connie off the
cushion upon which she had dropped,
and arranged it tenderiy in a chair.
“Sit down and rest 1-arkie,” she said
In a soft and loving voice. “Are you
nearly tired to death?”
Lark sank, panting, Into the chair,
and gazed about the circle with bril-
liant eyes.
“Get her a drink, can’t you, Con-
nie?” said Carol indignantly. “Can’t
you see the poor thing is just tired to
death? She ran the whole way home I”
“What in the world?” began their
father curiously.
“Had a sunstroke?” queried Fairy,
smiling.
“You’re both crazy,” declared Con-
nie, coming back with the water.
“You’re trying to fool us. I won’t ask
any questions. You don’t catch me
this time.”
“Why don’t you lie down end let
Lark use you for a footstool, Carol?”
suggested their father, with twinkling
eyes.
“I would, if she wanted a footstool.”
said Carol positively. “I’d love to do
it. I’d be proud to do IL Td consider
it an honor.”
of the pastry, cover with
and pinch the edges together.
with egg and milk and bake in a hot j
oven. Serve with mushroom or toma-
to sauce.
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of boiling water, one package of rais-
ins, one and a half tabl|pspoonfuls of I
butter and two cupfuls oil brewn sugar,
' put all into a dish and toil eight min-
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me a special price on a half-dozen en-
gagement rings?—Miles rones.
HEADACHES
Lark blushed and lowered her eyes
modest 5.
“What happened?” urged their fa-
ther, still more curiously.
“Did she get you out of a scrape?”
mocked Fairy.
“Tell it. Lark.” Carol’s voice was so
Intense that it impressed oven skep-
tical Connie and derisive Fairy.
Lark raised the glowing eyes once
more, leaned forward and said thrill-
ingly:
“It’s the literary career.”
The silence that followed this bold
announcement was sufficiently dra-
matic to satisfy even Carol, and she
patted Lark’s knee approvingly.
“Well, go on,” urged Connie, at last,
when the twins continued silent
I “That’s all.”
j “She’s going to run the Daily News.”
| “Oh, I’ll only be a cub reporter; I
1 guess that’s what vou call them.”
1 "Reporter nothing,” contradicted
! Carol. “There’s nothing literary about
■ that You must take the whole paper
In hand, and color it up a bit And for
; goodness’ sake, polish up Mr. Raider’s
| editorials, i
A well seasoned sauce r ”
an otherwise very ordim ry dish.
Oyster Cocktail j take.—Adv.
Sauce.—Take three |
tabk spoonfuls of I
tomato catsup, one
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