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Prudence’s Daughter
By ETHEL HUESTON
Copyright by the Bobbs-MerrBl Co.
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Duane had been In Des Moines one
full bitter month without a word from
Jerry. And then one morning there
was a telephone call In the machine
shop, and Duane knew it was Oppor-
tunity calling for him by the modern.
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trust,
far more comment-creating than those
lie was wearing, and that his entire
wardrobe was henceforth at the dis-
posal of the Harmer Motor.
And then he laid serious and studied
•lege to the stubborn heart of Jerry.
Every morning on the stroke of ten, a
messenger appeared at the door with
a box of flowers, violet, orchid and
rose. Jerry gave them to the maids,
sent them to the neighbors, but finally,
in a burst of resentment at the per-
sistence she was beginning to feel was
more than flesh and blood could bear,
she whirled the unopened box Into the
street the moment the messenger bad
disappeared.
The next morning when the bell
rang, site ran furiously down to re-
ceive the hated tribute, but stopped
on the stairs in some amazement, even
Her mother was opening
"Plant for Concrete Farm
Building*” contsins nip-
plies of blue prints, and shows
you, step by stop, how to put
up Concrete Silos, Dairy
Barna, Hog Houaes, Milk
Houses and many other forms
si Concrete Construcueo.
“The Smarter Won’t Work. Will You
Take Mo In Quickly, Please?"
Monk Man of Learning
The epithet “Admirable Doctor" was
bestowed Upon Roger Bacon (1214-
1292), an English monk of the Fran-
ciscan order. He was without doubt
the greatest philosopher of hta time.
Illa greet work, the Opns Mayna, was
written ebeet 1288, and first piloted In
1788. It tracts of nearly an the
•ciences. He waa accused of practic-
ing Mack magic; and In 1278 a council
of the Franciscans, jealous of his so
perlority, condemned his writings and
committed him to prison in Part*,
where he remained for ten yearn. He
died at Oxford about 1290.—Kaarat
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Jerry sat patiently behind the wheel
of her handsome little roadster, be-
neath the groaning branches of a great
maple, a skeleton in the late fall, and
waited for the tow car. Her thoughts
were far from the quiet Iowa street.
She was away, In Brooklyn, in a lit-
tle smoko-clouded studio, far up, look-
ing out over East river to the brave
lights of New York. She returned to
the time and the place with a violent
start when the tow car in a cloud of
dust swept up abreast of her, and
I stopped with a crunching and grinding
of brakes. She stepped out briskly,
with her usual cordial smile for one
of her father’s employees.
“I can’t Imagine what's the matter,"
' she began brightly. "It’s deader
than " The smile froze upon her
face when she met Duane Allerton's
bar rafiss borami a stlU cold
Each 15-cent pack-
age contains direc-
tions so simple any
woman can tint
soft, delicate shades
or dye rich, perma-
nent colors In lin-
gerie, silks, rib-
bons, skirts, waists,
dresses, coats,
stockings, sweat-
ers, draperies, coverings, hangings—
everything!
Buy Diamond Dyes—no other kind—
and tell your druggist whether the ma-
terial you wish to color Is wool or silk,
or whether it is linen, cotton or mixed
goods.
In anger,
the box.
“Mother 1“
“They are for me." Prudence tipped
Che box to show her name on the tag,
to banish that springing distrust in
Jerry’s mutinous eyes.
“Since when Is father so devotedF
The clock struck ten—a curious co-
incidence. And then, as Prudence took
the flowers from the box, a soft cluster
of yellow roses and Hiles of the valley,
Jerry saw the card—Duane Allerton.
Her eyes flashed, darkened with rage.
She thrust out angry hands, and caught
the delicate flowers roughly, to tear
them from her mother's arm. Pru-
dence gently but with great firmness
retained her hold.
“Jerry 1 They’re mine.”
The soft voice was softer than ever
before. Jerry's hands clung mutinous-
ly for a moment and then dropped
weakly to her sides.
“Mother, please," she whispered.
“I—I can’t stand them In the house.’’
And then, with a pitiful attempt to
laugh away her display of emotion, she
said with a sorry smile, "I—I must be
developing nerves.”
Prudence looked into her eyes, re-
lented quickly. “I’ll send them down
to Carol. Katie can take them to the
mall at once. Julia adores flowers.”
The next morning, at ten o'clock,
Jerry stood at the window listening for
the expected, unwelcome ring at her
door. It did not come. Ten-thirty,
eleven—and no flowers. There was
aad suspicion In her eyes as she
glanced now and then, furtively, at her
mother. Would her very own work in
-.league against her?
Jerry had no slightest doubt of the
honor and the uprightness of her stub-
born stand, it was really a final des-
perate struggle In defense of her moat
sacred, girlish principle of purity, that
inherent niceness of thought, reserve
of person, that tarnishes at best, so
quickly. Jerry had flirted, had frivoled
joyously from beau to beau, had
laughed at tentative, truantlng caresses
In sheer Ilght-heartedness of spirit—
that wan when the real Jerry had
slipped by untouched. But with that
tender idea) enshrined In tne romantic
* glamour of hej guarded youth, she
would brook no trifling.
She worked with passionate intensity,
bending over the sketches for her
houses and her columns of figures far,
far into the night She did not steep
well, she had no appetite, and unnsual
dark circles outlined the lovely misty
eyes.
» On her first attempt at renovation,
the old house on Seventeenth street
opposite the park, after weeks of work
and worry and passionate devotion, she
cleared but a paltry three hundred
dollars, for all the fabulous towering
* of her hopes. Jerry laughed at that,
gamely.
“I don’t carol
to
started again—”
"No, thanks, Miss Harmer, I
staying right on in Des Moines,” he
said quietly, without smiling.
“I—I wish you would go,” she said
pleadingly. “It—It makes me very un-
happy—having you here."
He shook his head. “I am sorry. I
have a nice position with your father.
I shouldn’t think of leaving.”
Jerry’s chin lifted defiantly. ”1
shall tell my father to discharge you,"
sho threatened.
"Then when I come begging to your
back door, will your maid refuse me
a crust of bread to stay my hungerl”
he asked lightly.
“If my father dismisses you and
offers you a ticket home, you will te
glad enough to go.”
“If your father dismissed me and
gave me a ticket to Heaven itself, Jer-
ry, I would not go without you. I
shall never leave Dea Mol.ies until I
take you with me.”
”1’1) go away myself then," she cried
furloujly. “I don’t have to stay here—
to b»> Insulted — and humiliated—
and—*
“I shall wait until you come back,
Jerry,” he said soberly.
“I’ll never come back f*
“Oh, yes, you will corjc back," he
said softly. “As long as your Pro
dence is here, you will cyme back."
(TO BB CONTINUED.)
Beat Everything in Sight
Here Is a good one about a llttls
Ind who was given his flrot watch the
other day as a gift on his ninth birth-
<lay. His aunt tells the story,
“Although be seemed pleased " she
said, “when he first opened the box
his enthusiasm was quite restrained.
But he dashed Into the house on his
return from school that day, and ex-
claimed jubilantly.
" *My, but I’ve got a dandy watch 1'
“Tm glad you like it,' said his
mother, duly pleased at his pleasure.
“Tea.’ he said, ‘It's half an hour
nhead of Jim's watch, and It's a who's
hour ahead of the clock in the drug
store! Gee, It beats them nil!'"—st
Paul Dispatch.
As the wild duck season Is upon us
the Inexperienced housewife who Is
presented with a brace
of ducks to cook will
welcome a few sugges-
tions. if the feathers
are to be removed, take
off as much of the down
as is possible without
leaving the skin too
much exposed. Cut off
the wings and dip the
whole birds, feathers and
all, into a deep pan of melted paraffin.
When well covered hung them up in a
cold place to chill. When thoroughly
hardened the paruffln can be taken off,
peeling the feathers and down, leaving
the clean, delicate flesh free from
feathers. Now wash and draw, scrub-
bing the ducks well with soda water.
Drain and they are ready for roasting
or broiling. Those who enjoy . the
gamy flavor of the duck will not care
to have it removed by parboiling. Stuff
•r put a small bunch of celery in ths
cavity of the bird and roast. Those
who like the ducks stuffed will enjoy
the following:
Apple and Bread Stuffing.—To three
rupfuls of bread broken Into bits, add
three apples pared and cut into small
pieces, two and one-half tablespoon-
fuls of onion chopped, one teaspoonful
of sage, two tablespoonfuls of melted
butter, one teaspoonful of salt, one-
fourth teaspoonful of pepper; mix
ail together and stuff the ducks. Cover
the legs and breast with fnt pork and
cook In a very hot oven, basting every
five minutes with the drippings in the
pan. Bake thirty minutes. Tame duck
requires twice the t'me for cooking.
Those who wish to remove the fish or
wild flavor will parboil the ducks in
water with a spoonful of vinegar.
Salads which are best to serve with
duck are orange, apple or any mildly
acid combination. Wild pluin, currant
or green grape are Jellies well liked
with game.
Baked Potatoes.—Select large, well-
shaped potatoes, remove the center
with an apple corer and AB with rolls
of bacon or small sausages. Place on
a rack in a dripping pan and hake in
a moderate oven. Serve with the
gravy in the pan, adding water or
milk and seasoning with flour to
thicken.
Such Good Things.
Most cooks find the breakfast menu
the most difficult to escape monotony.
The following tasty
r— ---------dish will be appre-
ciated :
f Cuban Eggu-
Cook together five
otie fourth
wHMggSgMy of a cupful of shu-
I "age meat, and one
L 1 tea spoonful ot
grated onion. Add
to the pan six eggs beaten light-
ly, one-fourth o a teaspoonful of
salt, a dash of pepper and stir untl|
the eggs are creaifly. Pour over slices
or rounds of buttered toast on a plat-
ter and garnish with slices of fresh
tomato sprinkled with chopped green
pepper.
Oatmeal Bread.—Boil enough pota-
toes to make two cupfuls when mashed
—save the water in which they were
cooked—adding enough water to make
a quart. Pour this over the potatoes,
add two tablespoonfuls of shortening,
one tahlespoonful of sugar and one ot
salt. Put over the fire and when boil-
ing add two cupfuls of rolled oats;
let boil five minutes, tfien remove and
cool. When lukewarm, add one and
one-half yeast cakes dissolved In one-
fourth of a cupful of warm milk, a tea-
spoonful of soda and two quarts of
flour. Mix until smooth snd let rise
over night. Ln the morning mold Into
three loaves and hake one and one-
quarter hours In a moderate oven.
Terrapin Chicken.—Chop togethet
two chicken livers cooked, two cooked
eggs and mix with two cupfuls ot
chopped cooked chicken. Reason with
salt, pepper, nutmeg. Melt three
tablespoonfuls of butter, add two ta-
blespoonfuls of flour, one cupful of
chicken stock or cream. Cook until
smooth, add the chopped mixture,
cover and simmer for ten minutes.
Before serving add a yolk of egg
beaten with two tahlespoonfuls of
cream and one teaspoonful of lemon
juice; stir this into the hot mixture
and pour Into timbale cases or crust-
adee. Garnish with parsley.
Lightning Cake.—Break the white*
of two eggs Into a half-pint measuring
cup, add softened buffer to make hall
a cupful, then fill the cup with milk i
and water. Add to a bow) with fla-!
vortng and beat with an egg beatet
for seven minutes, after adding on*
and one half cupfuls of flour, one cup
ful of sugar, two teaspoonfuls of bak-
ing powder sifted three times. Bak*
in layer or sheet pan.
Orange Icing.—Mix the grated rlnf
of an orange with one teaspoonful of
lemon juice, one tablespoonful <M
orange juice and the yolk of an egg
Beat the mixture until stiff enougt
with confectioner's sugar. It will tak*
about one and one-half cupfuls.
Serve a cottage pudding or plala
cornstarch pudding with a butter-
scotch sauce made of browned flour,
butter, brown sugar, a little molasse*
aad vin<ar with water. Good with leg
eras a*.
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"I don't know," she said gently.
“What do you think F
So Jerrold carried it down to the
office and sent for Duane. “It’s none
of my business, of course," he said.
“Don't think I care how much you
correspond with the family—and don’t
blame me—but I don’t know what else
to do with It. She gave It to me and
said to bring it to you."
He passed the bits of phper to
Duane hastily as though they turned
his fingers. Duane examined them
hopefully, saw the unbroken seal of
the envelope.
"She didn't read It, did sheF he
said dejectedly.
“I don't know, maybe she did," said
Jerry's father. “She took it upstairs,
and it was quite a while before she
came down. Maybe she read it while
she was up, and then sealed it, again
to fool you.
her." ,
Duane laughed, and examined the
envelope more hopefully, but the seal
bore no faint trace of tampering
fingers. ’
“I know they ray, Never say die,
and try. try again, and all that non-
sense," Jerrold went on gloomily. “But
I don’t put much stock in it in this
case. Jerry's not a stubborn girl, nat-
urally. If she makes a mistake, she
always admits it and rights about face.
I don’t think she likes you—if you’ll
excuse me for saying so. And I don't
think—”
“You don’t need to,” said Duane
grimly. “But she does like me. And
she brought me out here, and by the
Eternal, I’ll stick if it takes ten
years!"
“Well, I think you’re wasting your
time, my boy, but have it your own
Jerrold was sympathetic,
don’t understand girls myself,
dence isn’t like that—you can always
talk her down.”
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Ten crop* averaged SHOO an acre net Incom*
annually overS-year period. Cllmstebraltbful,
j good schools and road*. Write for information.
DEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURE
TaMahaas**. Florida
Her Affliction
Little Millie had achieved great suc-
cess at her school, and was being
moved to a higher grade. Needless to
say, her parents were pleased with
her and anxious to hear how she
would get on in the new clan.
When she returned home at lunch
time the first question her mother
asked was this:
“Well, darling,” she saf<J, “how did
you like your new teacher F
“She seems very nice,” replied Mil-
lie, “hut I can't understand all she
says."
“How is that?’ asked her mother.
“Does she talk too quietlyF
“Ob, no, mummy,” returned Millie,
“but”—with the air of one who knows
—“I think she’s got a predicament Is
her speech.”
thing. "The starter won't work. Will
you take me Ln quickly, please F
Duane got out and stood beside ner.
"Why, bow do you d»F he nid. “I
think I met you one* before—in Brook-
lyn ”
“I don't recall it."
“Good! Let’s both forget It and
start ufresh! it will be so much bet-
ter in the end.”
“Will you hurry, please? I have a
tusiness appointment." She consulted
the platinum and diamond wrist watch
with a most professional alertness.
, "You’ve changed,” he told her, not
[ heeding her words, his eyes on the
Blender contour of her face. “You are
paler. Perhaps you use less rouge
here than In the city.”
“I don’t use any on my car,” she
said, and turned her back upon him.
Duane got out the chains and
fastened her car to his. but when he
had finished he came to her again.
“You’re Just as beautiful as ever,”
he said softly.
Jerry did not turn her head.
“I'm afraid you will have to sit in
your own car to steer it,” he said re-
gretfully. “I’m sorry, I’d so much
rather have you ride with me, but—"
“I don't mind. I'd rather." She
slipped quickly into her place beside
the wheel.
He stood oeslde the car, very close
to it, leaning upon the door. She did
not meet his eyes.
“Jerry,” he said very softly, “don’t
you think you’re treating me very
badly 1”
She hesitated a moment. The ap-
peal of his voice was a positive pain
to her, but Jerry had listened to that
appeal before, to her sorrow. Her
tone was low, her accents incisively
cold as she answered:
"Yes. Why not?"
He could not but smile at the direct
conclusfveness of her retort. He
turned about and started for the tow
car ahead. Suddenly she leaned for-
ward and called after him.
"Mr. Allerton,” she said, and he
came back to her with hopeful eager-
“I wish you would go away
I was very foolish to send for
I—didn't realize how it would
I will pay your way back to New
York and give you money enough to—
take care of you—until 'you get
AFTER
affords
\ benefit as well
as pleasure.
Healthful exercise for the teeth
end a spur to digestion. A long-
lasting refreshment, soothing CO
nerve* and stomach.
The Great American
Sweetmeat, untouched
by hands* full of 1
#*r flavor. '
Ent not all her Intense concentration
In her work could account for the pa-
thetic pallor of her face. In the end.
Jerrold felt that nothing would come
of It. He said so to Prudence, many
times. Prudence said nothing.
She asked if Duane was taking an
Interest in the business, if be worked
hard, earned his salary.
“You bet he earns IL staying In the
same town with that daughter of
yours," Jerrold said resentfully; and
added more moderately: “Well, no, I
can't say that he works much—if any.
But be sticks around. And people
come in to look him over—and Inci-
dentally get ■ view of the car while
they're In. And the boys seem to like
him."
Jerrold had indeed no ground for feel-
ing that Duane, even as a prospective,
somewhat poorly prospective, son-in-
law, had any designs upon the ultimate
management of the Harmer Motor. In
spite of his conscientious attendance
in tl>e showroom, his effacement from
the active business cf the concern wss
complete. But he developed an inor-
dinate Interest in the rich, prosy little
Middle Western city and asked end-
less questions about It, questions of
intimate Import, when he and Jerrold
were having luncheon together as they
often did.
"I’m trying to acclimate myself to .
the corn belt,” he said lightly, in ex-
planation of this interest in things
about town. But Jerrold, who was
making him the subject of an avid at-
tention and study, knew it was some-
thing deeper than that.
“Why, do you know," Duane asked
him one day, “you can pick up land
along the river, and near the rail-
roads, for a song, absolutely for a
song? Building sites that ought to be
worth—well, I suppose not quite their
weight in gold—but worth a fortune
anyhow in ten to twenty years.”
Jerrold said he supposed so, his
shrewd, always kind eyes, fixed on
Duane’s face.
"They haven't half the factories,
the manufacturing plants, they ought
to have here. The town could support
a hundred times the amount of business
it’s got. It's towns like tills where a
big business really pus, isn’t it?
Where property is cheap, expense*
low, facilities good? Isn’t that the
way they figure F '
“It’s the way my father figured
when he started the factory, I should
imagine.”
“And besides, for ■ rich farming
state like this, they haven't got half
the elevator business they ought to
have. Have they? If the middle-
men have to get fifty per cent of the
farm income, the least they can do Is
to turn the business over to home
middlemen and keep the profits in the
state. Shouldn’t you say *»F
“It seeems no more than reason-
able.”
’There’s a pile of money here for
any one that goes after it. isn’t there?"
“What’s the matter with you? Are
you trying to sell me ths Middle
West?"
"N<x I Just want to find oat if I am
sold on It myself,” Duane explained,
laughing. “I haven't got a whole lot
of capital left, you know, after my
foolish fliers in the last three years. I
want to be sure what I’m doing be-
fore I go In again. But It seems to
me that this town—Well, It's as though
It were asleep. Somebody’s going to
step in here and pick up a few fine
spots for factories, a few choice cor-
ners for grain elevators, and then after
a while sit back and taka his exercise
clipping coupons. And It seems to me
I was Just born for a coupon-clipper."
“I wish you luck, my toy. I can’t
think of a pleasanter indoor sport.”
And so while Duane was satisfied
to leave the Harmer Motor company
to Jerrold’s manipulation, Jerrold was
satisfied that it should be so, for he
knew the young man. was keeping a
wary eye on things in general, and
that when the opportunity came for
him to cut loose for hlmzelf, this time
at least he would be sure of his
ground. He told Prudence about it.
“That’s nice," she said, warm in her
approvaL “It’s Just like families—they
do so much better in separate houses.”
'Ton can hardly call him part of
the family," protested Jerrold. “The
way that girl acts—it's insulting!”
Duane wrote to Jerry. She did not
trouble to return the letter by post,
she merely tore the envelope across
a couple of times, unopened, and hand-
ed It to her father.
“Take it down and give It te him,
will youF
“Now, Jerry, have a heart," object-
ed the badgerad father. “Why do you
insist on dragging me Into this thing?
Why. it will make him feel like a
fool to have me pass It across to Mm,
with the compliments of the hawse,
and so forth. Mall it I Stamps are
cheap enough!"
“Daughters are a aulaanca, after all,
aren't they, fatherF she agreed, aad
went out at once ia her little ear
Inspect the cottage on which aba was
sugagsd.
Jerrold, tkas left with the eeraps of
the futlls earreopoadeace. turned to
Tratrad. Aad look what a lot of thtags Prudence.
"What dhafl I AaF bo ashed b*rtr
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Jerrold looked at Prudence for aa-
Blatanee. Prudence was patiently
counting the superfluous hearts.
After all, what was there to say?
Why couldn't she? Obviously, she had.
And that waa the end of It
The next morning Jerrold called
Duane Into the office.
“Do you want a positionF he asked,
still hopeful for the best.
“Oh. absolutely. I came on purpose."
Jerrold sighed. But he told him to
hang about, and put in the time as
best he could, to try not to get hi
people's way, and If he accidentally
came across anything he could do, to
feel perfectly free to do It. He gave
him cards to the best clubs, offered
him tbs use of a car at any time be
wished It and told him to get as much
fun out of life as he could.
“How much salary do you wantF
“How much can I get?”
“Weil, I fancy I could get men quite
capable of doing what you’re going to
do for fifteen dollars a week, and glad
of the chance," Jerrold said, smiling
faintly. “But it lends a sort of tone to
the establishment to have your clothes
and your accent in our employ, so say
And you might lounge
gracefully about in the showroom
much as you can; you are sure to at-
tract attention to the house if not to
the motor.”
Duane thanked him, and said he
would try to be worthy of so much
He said he had other clothes.
mechanical contrivance, as It seems
she often calls. The boy turned from
the telephone and called out to the
man in charge of the repair shop:
“Send a tow car for Miss Harmer.
She troke down out on Eleventh, oth-
er side of the park. She’s In a hurry."
Before the mon In charge could
make a move or give an order, Duane
was on bis feet
“Hold up that call a minute," he
said with impressive authority in his
tone. “I’ve got to speak to Mr. Har-
mer. I’ll be right back.”
He broke into the sacred precinct
of the president’s office without cere-
mony.
“Listen, Mr. Harmer," he began
with boyish eagerness. “Her car
.broke down—Jerry’s—and she phoned
for a tow. May I go after herF z
Jerrold looked at him, laughed a
little, shook his head. “Sure you may.
Agd God help you!"
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