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KVI l m grists sons, publishers.} %4am'1S 3Tlru.*spapcr: Jfor (he jJromolion of (he political, Social, gljriculfurat and Commercial Jnfcrcsfs of (he people. j ^i^vbush^d iso5. YORKVILLE, S. C , TUESDAY, JANUARY 24, 19tl- NO. 7. *tf+A ?M~frA ***A *#*A *? 1 .F0fl7Wi jjf ^ Novelized by Lc t From the Play c * by Wine jjj Copyright 1910. hy Wlnchell f **+A *#+A **+A **+A *?+A * > CHAPTER XXII. But at the doorstep of the Methodisl church Xat hesitated. The building was dimly lighted, for it was choii practice night, and the door was ajar but he couldn't bring himself to enter Raving and ranting with the extravagance of youth, he passed througf the village, out into the open country and, In the course of an hour and s half, back, all blindly, circling back tc the store, in the course of his wanderings, as instinctively as a carrier pigeon shapes its course for home. It was with incredulity that he founc himself again in that cheerful, cherished, homely place. But there he was when he came out of his abstractionthere in those familiar surroundings with Traeey's round red face beaming at him over the cigar stand like a lively counterfeit of the round red moon he had watched lift up into the skies, back there in the still countryside, just as he paused to turn back tc town. He recollected his faculties and resumed command of himself sufficiently to acknowledge Tracev's greeting with a moody word. "All right, Tracey," he said abruptly. "You may go now. I'll shut up the store." He looked at his watch and was surprised to discover that it was no later than half past 8. He seemed to have lived a lifetime in the last few hours. "Thank you. sir," said Tracey. with a gush of gratitude. "I'll be glad to eel n(T. Angle's waitin'." "Angie?" "Good evening, Mr. Duncan." "Oh, Miss Tuthill!" Nat discovered that little rogue, all smiles and dimples and Mushes, not distant from his elbow. "I didn't see you?I was thinking." "Guess we know what you was thinkin' about," observed Tracey bringing his hat round the counter "Everybody in town's talkin* about it." "About what?" "Ah, you know about what, and we're mighty glad of it, and we want to congratulate you, don't we, Angie?" "Oh, yes. indeed, Mr. Duncan. It's just too sweet for anything." "O Lord!" groaned Nat. "I'm awful glad you done it when you did," pursued Tracey, oblivious to Na,t in his own ecstatic temper. "1 guess I wouldn't never *ve got up the spunk to?to tell Angie what I did tonight 'f it hadn't been we was talkin' "bout your engagement to Josie. Then, somehow, it just seemed to bust right out of me, like I couldn't hold it nc Jonger. Didn't it, Angie?" "Oh, Tracey, how can you talk so!" "Then you're engaged, too?" Nat inquired, rousing himself a little and smiling feebly upon them. "Yee, sir." "I'm glad to hear it. It's great news, Now, run along, both of you, and don't forget you'll never be so happy again." With' what he thought an expiring flash of humor he raised his hands above their heads. "Bless you, my children!" he said solemnly, "Now, for heaven's sake, beat it!" Alone he went to the prescription desk and, opening one of the drawers, took out the firm's books. After that for some fifteen minutes there was nothing to be heard in the store save Nat's breathing and the scratching ol his pen as he figured out a trial balance. Brisk footfalls disturbed him. He sighed and moved out into the store ? to find Kellogg there, suave and easy, t as always, yet with that in his manner. perceptible perhaps only to a friend of long standing like Nat, to betray a mind far from complacent. Oh. you're here!" he cried, with a distinct start of relief. "I've been looking all over for you." "I just got in." Nat brushed aside explanations curtly, intent upon his purpose. "Harry, I've got something lo say to you. I'm not going through with this thing." "You're not?" "No, and that's final. I was Just or the point of drawing you a check fot three hundred?that's all my share ol the profits of this concern so far?and IT'S J L'sT TOO SWBKT FOB ANY . It? 0 " ^ mv note for the balance. I'll pay tha tip as soon as I'm able, and I'll worl like a terrier until I do. But, as foi the rest of it, I'm through." "Oh. you arc?" Kellogg took a chaii and tipped 1 ack, frowning gravely "But what about your word to me?" "There's nothing to that." said Duncan without heat. "The word of honor of a man who'd stoop to a trick as vile as 1 have doesn't amount to a continentlal shinplaster. I'll mtlnr be dishonored by breaking it than bv ruining a woman's life." "Very well, if you feel that way k about it," said Kellogg as coolly. ..\n<! you may keep your check and note; ] wouldn't take them. You can pay mi ^ back when it's convenient?I don't care when. But what I want to know is what you mean to do." bk PA-bk P-l-bk *>?*A *?*>! A ***A PA I HUNTER. I M mis Joseph Vance I >f the Same Name t :hel Smith Smith and Louis Joseph Vance. ? f A **+A ***A *#+A PZ+k ?**A 'tw "I mean to do the only thins left to! t do. I'm soins to shut up here and then X see Lockwood and Josie and tell them r the whole story." , "Hm!" Kellogg reflected, quizzical. . "You've got a pleasant little job ahead j of you." i "I don't care about that. I deserve I , all that's coming to me. I owe Josie a i duty. Why, it's awful, Harry, to trick > to girl into caring for you and then to > ?to"? "Break her heart?" Kellogg's tone was sardonic. 1 "That's what I meant." "Don't Hatter yourself, my boy, Josie i Lockwood doesn't love you. She just - set herself to win you because you're , the best chance she's seen." Kellogg m Br fl ;' ' t . . \ ,% ,., ? ; v, I P*?| $?.* : |?:fi.: Hr^ i X - .,.' "aOLT," SAID HE, "BALAAM MUST MISS YOU TERKIBLY." , laughed quietly. "The system would have worked just as well if any one else had tried it." "Do you think so honest?" Nat's eagerness to believe him was undls( puised. "I'm sure of it. The trouble is that . people will say you've thrown her over ?there isn't any one in Radville who hasn't heard the news by this time? and that's poinp to make the pirl feel pretty cheap, but only for awhile. She'll pet over it and solace herself with the next best thinp. And don't forpet?you lose a fortune." "No, I don't." Duncan disclaimed. "I never had :l. and now I don't want it." "That's true enouph." Kellopp admitted evenly. And I hope you'll always feel lhat way about it: but, believe me, you'll find plenty of money a preat help if you want to live a liao' py life." "There are better thinps than money to make a man happy. I'll pass up the money and try for the others." "That's true too. Rut when did you . find it out?" I "Here?this last year. You know I had everything my heart desired until the povernor cashed in, and I used to think I was a pretty happy kid in those days. Rut now I've learned that you can beat that kind of happiness to death. Harry"?Duncan was prowinp almost sententious?"the real way to be happy is to work and have your work amount to somethinp and?and to have some one who believes in you to work for." "Is this a sermon, Nat?" "Call it what you like. It poes, just the same. That's what I've found out this year." CHAPTER XXIII. Kellopp let his chair fall forward and rose, imprisoninp Nat's shoulders with two heavy but kindly hands. "And you're ricrht!" he cried heartily. "I'm triad you had the backbone to back out, Nat. It was a low down trick, and I'm ashamed of myself for propositi? It. I did it, I presume, simply because I'm a schemer at heart and I knew it would work. It did work, but it's worked a finer way than I dreamed of t ?it's made a man of you, Nat. and I'm * mi?htv triad and proud of you!" Nat swayed with amazement. 'What's changed you all of a sud' den?" he demanded 1 lankly. Releasing him, Kello?? resumed his seat, lau?hin?. "Well, a number of thintrs. Anion? others. I've talked with Graham, and I've met his daughter." i "Oh-h!" "And that reminds me"?Hello?? clian?ed the subject briskly?"1 understood from you that Graham was sole owner of that patent burner." "Fo he is." I "He says not. 1 had a proposition to i make him from the Mutual people, and he r> forred me to you, savin? that you t controlled the matter." "I've not the slightest interest in it." Nat protested. I know you haven't but Graham insisted you owned the whole thing. I pressed him for an explanation, and he finally furnished one in his rambling, inconsequent, fine old way. He admitted that there wasn't any sort of existing contract or agreement of any kind, even oral, between you, but "BECAUSE I LOVE TOU." just the same you'd been so pood to him and his girl that he'd made up his mind?some time ago, I gather?to make you a present of the burner, but naturally he forgot to tell you about an insignificant detail like that." "Of course that's nonsense. I wouldn't and shan't accept." "Of course you won't. I did you the honor to discount that. But he wouldn't say a word about the offer, yes or no?just left it all up to you. He says you're a business man and that he's often thought what a help you must have been to me before you left New York." Nat laughed outright. "Can you beat that? But what is the offer?" "Fifty thousand cash and 10,000 shares of preferred stock?$100 par." "What's that worth?" "At the market rate when I left town 78." Kellogg waited a moment. "Well, what do you say?" "Say? Great Caesar's ghost! What is there to say? Wire 'em an acceptance before they get their second wind. You don't know how good this makes me feel, Harry I i an't thank you enough for what you've done. This'll square me with Graham to some extent, and I can clear out"? "No, you can't, Mr. Smarty! You ain't been cute enough. Both men, startled by the interruption, wheeled round to discover Roland Barnette dancing with excitement in the doorway, the while he beckoned frantically to an invisible party without. "Come on!" he shouted. "Here he is!" "What's eating you, Roly Poly?" inquired Nat, too happy for the money to cherish animosity trven toward his one time rival. "You'll find out soon enough," snarled Roland. "Mr. Loekwood's got something to say to you, I guess." And on the heels of this announcement Lockwood strode into the store, Josie clinging to his arm, Pete Willing ?a trifle more sanely drunk than he had been some hours previous?bring ing up the rear. "So," snarled Blink.v, halting and transfixing Nat with the stare of his cold blue eyes?"so we've found you, eh?" "Oh? I didn't know I was lost." "No nonsense, young man. I ain't in the humor for foolin'." Blinky was unquestionably in no sort of humor at all beyond an evil one. "I come here to have a word with you." "Well, sir?" Nat's tone and attitude were perfectly pacific. "Ah, there ain't no use beatin' round the bush. You've behaved yourself ever since you come to Radville and insinooated yourself into our confidence, 'spite of the fact that nobody in town knows who you were before J~\ \ | "80 WS'VF. FOUND VOU. EH?' you cpme. Hut now Roland's laid a charge agin you, and I want to know the rights to it." "Well," Roland interposed eockily, "I accused him of it tonight, and he didn't deny it." "What's more," Loekwood continued, with rising color, "Roland says he can prove it," "Prove what?" Nut insisted. "Get down to facts, can't you?" "That you're a thief, with a reward out for you," said Roland. "You're that Mortimer Henry what al sounded from the Longacre National hank in Noo York. There fell a brief pause. Nat bowed his head and tugged at his mustache, his shoulders shaking with emotion variously construed by those who watched him. Presently he looked up again, his features gravely composed, i "Roly," snid he, "Buluam must miss you terribly," "That ain't no answer." Look wood put himself solidly between Nat and i the object of his obscure remark, who ( was painfully digesting it. "1 want to ] know about this. You got my daughter to say she'd marry you this even- ] in", and you've got to explain to me j about the bank business before it goes any further." "Yes?" commented Nat civilly. "Yes!" thundered Blinky. "Do you deny it? Answer me." To Kellogg's huge diversion Nat struck an attitude. "I refuse to answer," said he. "Aha! What'd I tell you?" This was Roland's triumphant crow. "Nat!" Josie advanced, trembling with excitement. "Tell me, what does this mean?" Duncan perforce avoided her gaze. "Don't ask," he said sadly. "Is it true?" she Insisted. "You heard what Roly said," he replied. with a chastened expression. "Then you admit it?" "I admit nothing." "Oh-h!" The girl drew away from him as from defilement. "I?I hate you!" she cried in a voice of loathing. "That's all right," he told her serenely. "I've despised myself all evening." The girl showed him a scornful back. "Papa"?she began. "Don't thank me, Josle. Roland done it all. He got on to him." LocWwood continued to watch Duncan witii the air of a cat eying a mouse. Impulsively Josle moved to Roland's side and caught his arm. He drew himself up proudly. "I do thank you, Roland. I can never be grateful enough. I've been so foolish." "That's all right." Roland tucked the girl's hand beneath his arm and patted it down. "You wasn't to blame. I never seen any one from Xon York yet that wasn't a crook." "Won't you please take me away from this?place, Roland?" she appealed. "I'll be mighty glad to see you home, Josie," he assured her generously, turning. In the act of leaving Josie caught Nat's eye. She hung back for an in% ^ JML *< <'- >smH[ qB*la8p&g JHps?\ igf%?- ^ i sifjfg .';;^ :;i' -> ^ ',*\, ^Hd ':2!^^i>r^ -M* w i^i. ' . ~ jffilr v *' ^-.""2. W THEY WEltB UNCONSCIOUS OF THE DOWN Pi) UK. stant, withering him with a glare. "Oh-h!" she cried, "How did you dare pretend to care for me?" He bowed politely. "It was one of the rules, Josie." "There's no need to tell you, I guess, that the encasement is broken." "None whatever, Miss Lockwood. Good evening." "Come, Roland!" Arm in arm they left, with the haughty tread of the elect, while Pete Willing lurched to Duncan's side and caught his arm. "Come 'long to jail, Mish'r Duncan," he said, with sympathy. "Mush bessher." "You look after him, Pete." Lockwood turned to leave with a final shot for Duncan. "I'll tend to your case in the mornin', young man, and I'll make you wish you never came to this town." "You needn't trouble. I feel that way about it already. Good night." Lockwood left them, snarling. Nat caught Kellogg's eye and began to giggle. But Pete was still holding him fast, partially, beyond doubt, for support. "You've been saved just in time, Mish'r Duncan," he commented. "Y* are mighty lucky man. Now, listen; you better make tracks. 1 ain't got no warrant to hold you, 'nd I wouldn't if I had." "You're a good fellow, Pete, but you needn't worry. I'm not the man they think me. and it'll be easy to prove." "Waal," said Pete, "jus" the same, you better git out 'r you may have to marry her aft' all." "No, I won't." "Thank Gawd f'r that!" Pete exclaimed in maudlin gratitude. He swung widely toward the door and by a IllllcHIf JUUIIU II. \M infill, *1119111 Duncan. I feel's Rood 'bout thish I'm goin' try goin' home 'an face m' wife. C' night." "Good night, Pete." "Well," said Kellogg after a pause, "that was a hit of luck!" "Luck!" Nat seized his hat and began to turn off the lights. "It's more luck than I thought there was in the whole world. Come along." "Where are you going?" "First to see Lockwood and have it out with him." ( "No, you aren't," Kellogg laughed as Nat locked the door. "You're going to 1' ave Lockwood to me. I'll manage to ease his mind. You've got infinitely more important matters to attend 1 to, and the sooner you find her the . better, Nat!" As Duncan hurried homeward the i rolling of the thunder grew sharp, more instant upon the flashes. When j there was no wind the air seemed to ! quiver with terror, as a dog cringes to 1 the whip. ' Rut of this Duncan was barely con- , scions. He gained the gate in the fence of ' wood paling, opened it and entered. , The lawn and house were lit with the unearthly radiance of moonlight threat- ' ened by eclipse. He could see the light in Graham's study and through | the open doors the faint glow of the i hall lamp. But there was no one vis- J Ible. j He hurried up the path, tortured by impatience, fear, longing, despair. Then he saw what seemed at first a pale shadow detach itself from darker shades in the shrubbery and move toward him. "Nat, is it you?" "Betty!" His whole heart was in that cry. The girl thrilled to its timbre as though a master hand had struck a chord upon her heartstrings. "Nat, what?what is it?" "Betty, I want to tell you something." She came very slowly toward him, torn alternately by fear and hope. What did he mean? "Do you happen to remember that I told you awhile ago I wa * engaged to Josie Lockwood?" "Nat! Could I forget? Why?" "Because it's broken off, Betty." "Broken o(T! How? Why?" "n/w^onon If Vtorl frv ho ?\L*nathnarl_ because I love you." She was very close to him then. Her uplifted face shone like marble In the fading light. "Nat, I?I don't understand." "Then listen. I must tell you. It was all a plan, a scheme, my coming here, Betty. Everything I did, said, thought, was part of a contemptible trick. I meant to marry Josie Lockwood, whom I'd never seen, for her money. Now you know what I was, dear. But It's different now. I'm not the same man who came to Radvllle ten months ago. I've learned a little to understand the right, I hope. I've learned to love and reverence goodness and purity and unselfishness, and?and I want to be a man, the kind of man you thought me, a man worthy of you and your love, Betty, beecause I love you. I want you to be m.v wife. And?oh, Betty, Betty?I need you to help me!" His voice broke. He waited, every nerve and fiber of him tense for her answer. While he had been speaking the onrush of the storm had blotted out the moon. There was only darkness there in the garden?deep, dense darkness?so thick he could not even see the shimmer of her dress. Then suddenly she was in his arms, shaking and sobbing, straining him to her. "Oh, Nat, my Nat! I've loved you from the first day I ever saw you! You know I have." "Hetty?sweetneart: There came an abrupt, furious patter of heavy drops of water beating upon the foliage, splashing and rebounding from the house. "Forever and ever, Nat?" "Forever and ever and a day, my dear?my dear!" A little later an anxious voice?old Sam's?hailed them from the house, but was drowned by the downpour. They were as unconscious of It as of tTk> storm. So that presently old Sam had to run down the path with a big umbrella to shield them until they should come to their senses. THE END. IMPROVING THE SEED. A Story With a Moral That Is Well Worth Consideration. Margie Hill believed In "store things" as unreservedly as her husband disbelieved In them. Bought at the store, an article, to her mind, posat.aanA or* ovnollonop linlfnOWTl in th? home product. For example, canned tomatoes, with a paper band picturing an enormous red ponderosa, she esteemed more highly than the fresh vegetable raised by Sam in their own kitchen-garden. One spring Sam was sorting out seed potatoes from the last year's crop, when she pounced upon him and declared that the potatoes were small, warty, 111-flavored, and In every respect unfit to plant, and that he was an Ignorant and unprogressive farmer unless he drove four miles to Bloomfield and purchased some fancy seed. Sam grumbled, but after she had returned to her housework he conciliatingly filled two barrels from the bin and hauled them to trade, as "eating" potatoes, for the improved "seed." A new merchant, it proved, had bought out the store. His shipments would arrive the next day. He accepted the customer's barrels at fifty cents a bushel, and Sam would come back on the morrow to make his desired purchase. But it happened that Sam was detained at home. He helped Margie into the buckboard, and saw her drive off, not ill-pleased, to finish his mission. Late in the evening she turned in at the barn-lot gate, dusty, but triumphant and happy. "Well, Sam," she cried, cheerily, "I got 'em! And I warrant you'll be glad you took my advice. It's the finest lot I nearly ever saw." "That's good," said Sam. "How I many?" "Two barrels. I didn't want so many, I hut he wouldn't break the lot, as hel had no more of the variety. I was I lucky at that. In a whole shedfull there were none as good as these." Sam was unhitching the horses. I while his wife, from the seat as a pul- I pit, thus declaimed. Some of her en-1 thusiasm would have entered into him, I but he checked it. "He must have put a fancy price on them, though," he objected, doubtfully. I "Well, he did," admitted Margie. I "A dollar and a half a bushel." Sam whistled. His enthusiasm ebb-I ed. "So! Hand me one. Let's see it. I Is it pure gold, then?" Margie picked a good-sized potato I from the top of a barrel. "You needn't I act sour about it," she said, slightly I nettled. "They're as good as gold. Andl there's bigger ones farther down." Sam turned the sample over and I over in his hands. His brow wrinkled.! "Did he say what kind they were?"! "No. he didn't. But I know they're! a good kind. Every one is perfect." "I believe that!" exclaimed Sam. his I brow clearing and brightening with a mischievous smile. He walked round I the wagon, scrutinizing the barrels be-I tween* narrowed lids. "I believe that!" he chuckled. "And! did he say where he got them?" "No, he didn't!" snapped the wife,! suspicious that not all was right. "But they're ten times better than our own. I 30 what's the difference? I bought! them at a seed-store, and they're seed I potatoes, and that's all there is to it." I At this Sam exploded a volley of I derisive but good-natured laughter. "Yes." he said, "if you saw a litter if kittens in an oven, you'd say they I tvere soda-biscuits. Those are the best I seed we've had in years. Margie. I They're the identical ones I sold yes-1 :er! "It cost us only six dollars to sell I md buy six bushels of our own pota- I iocs, not counting a sixteen-mile drivel ind a day's work between us. But I hat's cheap, to have them made over! from common eating potatoes into! dne seed."?Youth's Companion. I ittiscrtlancous lending. THE COMMISSIONS OF NOTARIES Governor Bleaee Has Revoked Then All After February 10. Governor Blease on last Friday sen to t"he general assembly a proclama ?*>] in which he revoked the commission of all notaries public In the state, th proclamation becoming effective oi January 21. The governor's attentioi was called to the fact that many mem I bers of the general assembly held com missions as notaries public, and no only would they be inconvenienced but the peremptory revocation of th commission would result in consldera ble embarrassment to business gener ally. Recognizing the soundness o this reasoning, the goyernor issued an other order in which he extended th< revocation to February 10. Following are the texts of the gover nor's two messages on the subject: Message No. 1. Gentlemen of the General Assembly: I this day issued a proclamation de daring null and void all commlssioni of notary public within this state bearing the dates prior to the 21st daj of January, 1911. I desire to call your attention to th< fact that this is a very important po< sit ion, carrying much more power thai is thought. There is no limitation t< the term of office and generally the ap< polntment is made without the per sonal knowledge of the governor of th< appointee. I think sortie qualifications should b< necessary in order to hold this offlc< and I also think that some term shoult be fixed by law for the holding of th< position. I recommend that you pass an ac along the lines herein indicated, shall make no appointments for thii position until I have given you oppor tunlty to act. Very respectfully, Cole L. Blease, Governor. Message No. 2. Gentlemen of the General Assembly: Upon further consideration I hav< decided to make the date of expira> tion of all commissions of notary pubI lc expire February 10. 1911, instead o: January 21, as stated in my previoui message of this date. Cole L, Blease, Governor. This order Is not without precedent Governor Tillman having Issued a similar order on December 11, 1903. Governor Tillman's order was as follows: Whereas, the office of notary publi< Is one of responsibility, requiring intelligence and good character for Iti proper administration; and whereas the term of office has had no limit under the law, other than "during th< pleasure of the governor," so that al those who have at any time recelvec the apnolntment are still holding anc exercising the functions of office, notwithstanding many of them have losl their commissions; and whereas ther? have been charges of unfitness anc maladministration Now, therefore, I, B. R. Tillman governor of the state of South Carolina, In order to purify the public service and make clear the title of everj person claiming this office, do lssu< this my proclamation, and by the au thority vested in me in tne statutes j hereby declare that every commlsslor Issued prior to Januarv 1, 1889. shal exnlre on January 1, 1894, and said offices shall become vacant. Applications for appointment or reappointment must be made in writing by the applicant and must be indorsed by s member of the general assembly, b\ the members of the bar, or by not less than twenty citizens of the community. (Signed) B. R. Tillman, Governor. Bv the Governor: J. E. Tlndall, Secretary of State. The exact number of officials affected is not known. The records in the office of the secretary of state show that 6,994 persons have been commissioned since January 1, 1889; but ol these of course many have died. A few have resigned. The report of the code commisslonei for 1910, page 364, sections 724 to 728, inclusive, describes the office of notary public as follows: "724. The governor Is authorized to appoint as many notaries public throughout the state as the public good shall require, to hold their offices during the pleasure of the governor, and whose Jurisdiction shall extend throughout the state." Section 725 merely prescribes that a notary must take, the regular oath of office. Section 726 requires the notary tc have a seal of office. "Sec. 727. He shall have power to administer oaths, take depositions and affidavits, protests for non-payment of bonds, notes, drafts and bills of exchange, take acknowledgments and proofs of deeds and other instruments required by law to be acknowledged, and take renunciation of dower. "Sec. 728. He shall exercise no power or jurisdiction in criminal cases." That is all that the code says of the duties and authority of notary public, a very simple and apparently harmless little office. DISHES FROM BUTTERMILK. Delicious Combination That Can Be Made?Buttermilk Cheese and Cream. Delicious dishes from buttermilk is the subject of the following article in Good Housekeeping Magazine by Caroline L. Hunt: Reduction of the milk bill is promised to all those who will buy whole milk and skim it instead of putting their money into cream; health and longevity are promised to those who will make large use of buttermilk and other sour milk products. But the housekeeper knows that in order to getadvantage of the saving involved fn skimming her own cream,must know numberless whys ofskimmilk, and that in ordet-^^Bev\eUt the members of her family n^^uluclng them to eat the life-giving lactic acid bacteria, she must be able to serve sour milk in many palatable forms. She has always been grateful to those who have told her of new soups or sauces or puddings, or call for generous amounts of skim milk, and to those who have told her of good usis for sour milk. Now there has arisen a person to whom she has cause to be doubly thankful for he has invented an attractive way to serve milk that is not only skimmed but also soured. This person Is Professor Mortensen, of the dairy department of the state college of agriculture at Ames, Iowa. Professor Mortensen was born in Denmark?a good beginning for a dairyman; he was educated partly in his native country and partly at the college where he Is now working. After graduating, he lived for several years in Portland, Ore., and made and sold ice cream. But he loved the country, and its hopes and fears and problems were always with him. Finally he began to wonder if it would not be possible for creamerymen in the country to increase their profits and also benefit their districts by selling ice cream in addition to cream and butter. And so he went back to Ames and attacked the problem. He knew that If the creameries were to be successful in this business, they must never disappoint their customers, r and that what they sold under a given > name?ice cream, mousse, nesselrode pudding or whatever it might be? must always have the same composin tlon and the same taste. For this reason he went to work to make up definite receipts, and to work out a system of classification and naming that n would assure uniformity and would s also conform with the state and na 0 uuutii iuuu i<&\\a. 11 la wurui wiiiic iu dwell on this point because it seems n to have a suggestion In it for a new u and profitable occupation for farmers' . wives and other women in the countrv. Professor Mortensen calculates that the profits on cream made into t butter. He expects soon to Issue a I. bulletin on the subject, e Professor Mortensen's Work. But while he was working on Ice cream many Ideas were revolving In " bis mind. He kept thinking of the " skim milk that was rejected and of the - tissue forming food that it contained e ?more, volume, than there is in whole milk. He kept thinking too, of how milk as It sours, is really purified. - When it is fresh even the best and cleanest of it has a great variety of germs in It. Some of them, those which are destined to turn the milk sour, are not Injurious to health, but " are by many peonle considered to be 3 extremely healthful. These increase in number as time goes on and the r other germs, of which there is always a chance that some may be dangerous, ? are gradually destroyed until when " the milk is thoroughly sour, the lactic 1 acid germs have it practically all to 5 themselves, for they constitute nlnety nine per cent of all the germs present. " Thus the souring of milk is really a 3 cleansing process. But there was still another thing 3 that Professor Mortensen had In mind. 3 This was the fact that many good ' scientists believe that something akin 3 to the purifying process that takes place in the milk goes on In the intes1 tines when lactic acid bacteria are ^ taken in large quantities, and he be3 gan to wonder If he could not make a " healthful comnound by sweetening, flavoring and freezing sour milk. The result was the Invention of lacto, a sherbet whose base Is sour milk. Professor Mortensen prepares lactos In three gallon lots so his reclDes are large but I have cut them down to ? suit the average family. Pineapple Lacto. " Beat the yolks and whites of two ' eggs separately, rnd add to three cup3 fuls of sugar mixed with two quarts of sour skim milk and one-fourth cuofuls of pineapple. When partially frozen add the juice of two lemons. , In place of the pineapple In the . recipe, one may use one-half cupful of cherry sauce, or the juice of four or five oranges, or one cupful of straw' berry juice thus making cherry, ; orange, strawberry, or rasLerry lacto. . Concentrated fruit syrups may be used s Instead of the fruit juices. For making the lactos, ordinary t sour milk will do, or milk may be j soured by some of the lactic acid j preparations now on the market. A 1 little sour milk may be used as a I "starter" for a larger amount, and . thus a supply may be kept constantly t on hand. If you have some sour milk ? that has formed Into a solid, smooth 1 curd free from bubbles. It is safe to sour other milk from this. The fresh t supply of sweet milk should be heated . to 140 degrees F. and kept there for . from twenty to thirty minutes Add r a little of the sour milk and let It stand ? for a few davs. It was during the session of the [ Graduate School of Home Economics i at Ames that I first tasted lactos. 1 Professor Mortensen was then selling I tVio ir> omoll niiantlt{pa ff\T . family use, and was also supplying . local druggists with them to be sold > at the soda fountains. At that time, i the bacteriologists at the college were r lust beginning to study the new Ices, i for the purpose of determining how . many of the lactic acid bacteria survived the rather large dose of lemon juice and the freezing. A renort will be made on this in the forthcoming bulletin. In the meantime'there can be no doubt that lactos are refreshing and palatable new desserts. Buttermilk Cheese. . Soon after this interesting report , was received from Miss Hunt, a subscriber wrote to us "Can cheese be made from good, rich buttermilk?" We ' at once asked for further facts and re, ceived the following: In the experiment station of the University of Wisconsin, they are making cheese ' from buttermilk and also a product ( known as "Buttermilk cream." The ! former is much smoother and more velvety than the ordinary homemade cottage cheese, and more like the or- . i dinary cream cheese of commerce. , The process to be followed In using ' large quantities of buttermilk is care1 fully described in Bulletin No. 195. With small quantities it is sufficient , to treat buttermilk as follows: Heat the buttermilk slowly to, 130 or 140 degrees Fahrenheit, stirring all the time. This Is conveniently done in i a double boiler. After the heating, > the curd settles to the bottom of the dish and most of the whey may be easily poured off. The remaining whey > may be removed by draining through several layers of cheese-cloth. Season with salt alone or with salt and pepner, 1 or with salt and caraway seed. This I cheese is of such consistency that it ' can easily be formed into cakes and cut into slices. Buttermilk cheese has a fine, mild. 1 buttermilk flavor. It is finer grained i than cottage cheese and needs no addition of cream or butter to make it palatable. It is used like cottage cheese or may be spread on bread like butter. If desired it may be warmed slightly and mixed with one-fourth its weight of butter, making a product called "sandwich cheese." Buttermilk Cream. Buttermilk cream is made very much as the cheese is, except that it should be heated only to 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Stir it constantly while it is being brought to this temperature, and strain through a cheese-cloth, allowing the whey to drip out until the curd Is about the consistency of thick cream. The curd may be spread upon bread or eaten with cream and sugar. ] T* ? ? 1-ah n Joli/tl/Mia on 1 n /I ilroauinor II Iliunrs n ucniiuua oaiau uiccoiuni which Is a good substitute for Ger- < man whipped cream dressing. The Last of Its Race. What Is believed to be the sole sur- < vlvlng member of the family of pas- ( senger pigeons chat sixty years ago J used to fly In flocks of millions, liter- , shading the sun, is closing her life : In the Cincinnati zoo, at present aged 1 eighteen years, her mate dying a short j time ago at twenty-four years of age. ] Although diligent search has been I made by officials of the National Asso- 1 ^nation of Audubon societies for other , Specimens of this once plentiful bird < spite of the fact that a reward *)f Ji.nHO has been offered to any per- j ^ons fincVnK a nest of them, the sesu^^i has been thus far unsuccessf^^p^^ reward is ^till unclaime^^^g^^ ag 1877 a nestmg-place of**, birdg wa3 known In Mij.-hlk?N.a|Rrt. wan twentyeight miles long and*"? .. ?/de. Aucubon is quoted as obsel lnb . nesting place of the pigeons in Kentuc ky ? early in the last century which wus ' forty miles long and three miles wide. , Hither boys and men gathered and slaughtered the birds with clubs, guns ! and nets, a bag of 500 birds in one day J being a common thing for one person. If more were killed than could be car- { ried off, droves of hogs were turned in , to fatten on what were left. This j treatment greatly and gradually reduced the number of the pigeons until some three years ago, but seven specimens of the beautiful bird could be j found in the country. This ruthless , slaughter and its tragic ending may well serve to enforce the importance of '< preserving the useful birds not yet ex- ' tinct, but which are slaughtered wan- f toniy in their roosting places m the south during the winter months. 1 LIQUOR IN DRY COUNTIES. Supreme Court Say* That Privat* Ownership Is Not Unlawful. Holding that it is not unlawful to have whisky in possession for personal use. and defining the powers of the act of 1909 with reference to the sale of whisky clearly the supreme court on last Friday reversed the Spartanburg county court in the case of Ellas Rookard, who was convicted for violation of the act. The opinion is by Associate Justice Woods and construes clearly the several sections of the act which have never before been reviewed by the supreme court. The defendant was convicted in Spartan burg county In January of last year on the charge of having whisky In his possession and was Indicted under the section of the act of 1909 which ends "and which If drunk to excess will produce Intoxication except as hereinafter provided." No question as to the constitutionality of the act was raised In the appeal but the defendant contended that the circuit judge erred In his construction of the statute where he charged the jury In effect that the statute makes the mere keeping In possession of liquor by a private Individual a criminal offense, and that therefore the Jury should convict if they found that the defendant had liquor in his possession even if they should find that he had not unlawfully received nor accepted it and had not kept It in possession for an unlawful use. The decision of the supreme court says that the question is whether the circuit judge was right in holding the act of 1909 to prohibit and make criminal the keeping in possession of liquor in this state under all circumstances without regard to the manner of acquiring possession or the purpose for which the liquor is kept. "It seems clear that the statute cannot be so construed," says the opinion. The court continues "such a construction would make the act Itself destructive for other sections of this act as well as portions of the dispensary statute of 1907 recognized hv this statute as still in force, nro vide for the sale of liquor by the county dispensaries; and certainly a legal sale and purchase carried the right to the purchaser to keep In his possession the liquor he has purchased, provided he does not apply it to an unlawful use." The court continues that one may lawfully keep in his possession liquor purchased for personal use under the protection of the Interstate commerce clause of the Federal constitution. "Any attempt," says the decision, "by the general assembly to Interfere with this right would be futile and the presumption Is very strong against the legislative intention to make such an attempt Indeed the right to keep in possession liquor so purchased is expressly recognized in section 28 of the dispensary act of 1907 which has not been repealed." The court says that it follows that the provision of the act of 1909 making it unlawful "to keep in possession In this state" Intoxicating liquors, "except as hereinafter provided" means that it should be a mlsdeameanor to keep in possession liquor which had not been unlawfully obtained "that is obtained in a manner not recognized as lawful by that act or the repealed provision of the act of 1907 or to keep in possession for sale or some other use forbidden by the statute liquor lawfully obtained." The conclusion is reached that a new trial should bo ordered. CHAMPION OF THE WORLD. Holatein Cow In Missouri Holds Roc* ord For Buttor Production. Missouri Chief Josephine, the world's record dairy cow, owned by the agricultural college of the University of Missouri, has produced calves that are valued at more than the champion herself. Josephine Is 8 years old, and is valued at $5,000 or more, and would probably bring that figure in the open market. Mlsfouii Josephine's Sarcastic, a 3year-oid heifer out of Missouri Chief Josephine, Is her most noteworthy calf, and is also valued at $5,000. She has a mijk record of 40 pounds a day, testing 9 per cent butter fat, which Is a better per cent of butter fat than Josephine herself has shown, and more milk than the big champion Holstein is now giving. Josephine has reached 110 pounds of milk, or 52 quarts in twenty-four hours, but at the end of her year's test she is now giving around 35 pounds a day. Missouri Josephine's Sarcastic is showing form that indicates championship possibilities later. No price is placed on the heifer, which will be kept by the agricultural college for experimental purposes. Josephine's Chief Pontiac, another heifer out of Josephine, is also a very good milker, though her record is nothing extraordinary. She is 4 years old and is not on the market, also belonging to the University of Missouri. JoseDhine's last calf, a bull dropped January 13, 1910, Is valued at $5,000, and would bring that figure. He is a typical Holstein, and will probably be kept to head the agricultural college herd of Holstcins. There is no price placed on him for purposes of sale. Another bull out of Josephine is owned by Dorsey D. Moss, a dairyman who lives a mile southeast of Columbia on the Ashland gravel road. The animal is not for sale. As in breeding other animals, a fine dairy cow may drop calves that take the wrong side of the h use, or "throw back" to some strain of scrub breeding In the cow's ancestry, All Josephine's calves are better than the average, and Missouri Josephine's Sarcastic is quite an unusual heifer. Josephine weighs around 1,350 pounds, while Colantha Fourth's Johanna, the Holstein of Rosendale, Wis., the cow that formerly held the world's record, weighs 1,600. The advantage of 300 pounds gave the Wisconsin cow additional stamina to stand the strain of the year's milking test to which she was subjected. Josephine has smashed the world's record for all periods up , toele^n months, and has produced 52 JSSrs of milk in a single day, and averaged 47 quarts for six months. She was one ton ahead of the world's record at the end of nine months of her test. She is now letting down and is giving about 35 pounds a day, so that she will need every drop of her ?,000 pounds margin t&^reak the year's record in addition to the others she tias already captured. Josephine may ijss the year's record by from 100 to 50<J-pounds, but not more than 300, acman n?V?A mill/ hop ;uruuig iu uic uivi? uu utun uvi. The test for the world's record for i year ends January 17.?St. Joseph, Mo., dispatch to the St. Louis GlobeDemocrat. tir "Will you always be true?" asked he broker's suspicious daughter, when i'oung Sportlelgh had thrown himself it her feet and begged for her hand. 'As true as steel!" he cried "Common >r preferred?" she Inquired, still suslicious.?Chicago News.