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THE CLINTON CHRONICLE
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Thursday December 20, 1951
HOUSEHOLD HELPS
Have oysters? ,Stuff them! Chop
oysters very fine then mix them
with egg yolk, thicken with bread
crumbs and add a bit of cream, salt
and pepper. Fill buttered shells
with the mixture and brown in the
oven.
PUT BACON DRIPPINGS TO
WORK
Put those bacon drippings to
work!
1. Keep drippings refrigerated for
best flavor. Fbur into small jars so
bottom layeri won’t become ran
cid. using oldest first.
2. Try using drippings as an ex
cellent seasoning for vegetables or
as a basis for soup and white sauce.
3. Give extra meat flavor to scal
loped dishes, soups, and creamed
mixtures. • .
4. Try it for frying eggs, French
toast, apple slices, and meat.
5. Use it for baking spice cakes,
gingerbread, and rich cookies. Use
1-4 less than for/ other specified
shortenings, sinc^f its shortening
power is greater 4han other fats.
S T H E
highest joys of
Christmas come to us from the
blessing of giving, we gather
our humble share by giving our
service to this community and
our cordial and heartfelt wishes
for your happiness. May the
Spirit of the Nativity go with
you throughout the coming
year, and may your share of joy
be brightened by the acknowl
edgment of our appreciation of
your past favors.
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By RICHARD HILL WILKINSON
lUTRS. SOTHERN was desperately
* * in need oLnooney,.and so when
she came across the Currier and
Ives print she thought right off that
it might be possible to sell the pic
ture to a collector for a considerable
sum. The painting was dusty and
fly-specked and encased in a heavy,
antiquated gold frame, buT she
carried it down to the kitchen and
cleaned it as best she could, and
then called in Burt.
“It’s been in the attic for years,”
she explained. “Mother had it a
long time ago. And you k^ow some
Currier and Ives prints are worth |
fortunes.”
Burt scratched his chin and ;
acrutinized the barely distinguish- 1
able signature. He nodded slowly, i
“You might get something for it at j
that," he said. “It’s a Currier and
Ives all right, and it’s sure enough
old.”
“Oh, Burt, wouldn't it be wonder
ful if we could! Why, it would just
solve everything! ” , . j
Burt grinned. “Well, there's no
harm in trying. More I look at it
the more I think it might bring a
price, JtU y°vi whaU’U dfli J’H 9all
Moe Avery. He’s a collector and
he’ll buy it if it’s worth anything.
So Burt went to the ’phone and
called Moe Avery. “He’ll be here
"Irs. Southern held her breath
while he bent to study the
painting.
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in an hour’s time,” he told his wife |
a moment later. ‘‘We’d better not j
get too optimistic though. Probably
turn out to be worthless.”
“Oh, Burt, you don’t think it
will!” Why—why I’d be satisfied
if it brought $50!”
“Ought to bring that,” said Burt.
“Ought to bring more! However, no
use in getting optimistic.”
Mrs. Sothern sighed. “Fifty dol-
| lars!” she said. “Think of it. Just
think of the things we could do.
But there. As you say, I mustn’t get
optimistic.”
They talked about the prospects
and possibilities, both pro and con,
undergoing various sensations of
t hope and fear and optimism and
misgivings, until finally the door
bell rang and Burt admitted Moe
Avery. * nfl .«<• • N v-otf
Moe was a brisk and efficient
little man. He greeted them brief
ly, and then produced his glasses.
“How long?” he asked, “has this
print been in your family?”
“Oh, ever so long,” said Mrs.
Sothern. “I—I've rather lost track.”
“Hum,” said Moe. “You’ve been
saving it?”
“Yes,” said Mrs. Sothern, “we’ve
been saving it.”
The collector removed his glass-
j es, carefully returned them to his
case and put the case into his
pocket. His face wore a doeful
expression. He sighed heavily. “I’m
afraid,” he said, “that I can’t offer
you enough to make it worth your
while to sell. I’m sorry.”
OHE SAID, striving to keep her
voice under control: “Just a
minute, Mr. Avery. We do need thei
money, and I’ve gone to the bother
of carrying it way down stairs—”
Mr. Avery hesitated. “No,” he
said presently. “I can’t do it. It
would be robery. Tell you what:
I’ll call a collector friend of mine
and send him out.”
Mrs. Sothern felt a little panicky.
What if the collector friend couldn’t
pay them anything? After all, Mr.
Avery knew them and was bound
to be sympathetic. The collector
friend might be merely an excuse.
Mr. Avery looked from one to the
other of them. “Well, all right,
since you insist. But don’t, feel in
sulted at my low figure. I realize
what you have here, all right. Don’t
mistake that. But ready cash is
scarce, and it’s the best I can do.”
Mrs. Sothern had visions of $3.
even $2. The suspense was making
her nervous. She said: “Well, what
is your offer, Mr. Avery?”
The collector took a deep breath.
“O.K. Now, remember and don’t
throw me out. It’s a rare print,—
we all know that—but the best I can
offer right now is $1300.
“Thirteen hun—” Burt tried to
catch his wife before she hit the
floor. But he missed. She was con
scious again when the doctor ar
rived. ,
“She’ll be all right,” the doc said
“in a few minutes. Must have got
a slight shock. . . . Weil, I’ll be run
ning along. Merry Christinas.”
“Thanks,” said Burt. “Yeah,
Merry Christmas, Yeah, Merry
Christmas .... Yow! MERRY
CHRISTMAS! You bet!”
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