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Full Dress Suits $25, $30, $35, $40 Tuxedo Coats $15, $18 and $20 according to quality of Cloth, Silk and Trimming. 29 CRAWFORD & WALSH Sole Agents/for Kinoston You cannot serve anything that is tastier and more wholesome than Triscuit (Shredded Wheat Wafer). Eaten with butter and cheese or mar- malade. Heat in oven before using. At all Grocers. | i An 0dd Honeymoon BY VIRGINIA BLAIR. 000000 00G0000000000000 It was a beautiful little cottage with a wide porch, a lawn sloping down to the frozen lake and great trees, heavy pow with winter snows. Within was a deep fireplace built of rough stones. "| think it was perfectly lovely of Cousin Beth to let us come here," said the little bride. Her husband bent and kissed her. "It's the nearest thing to Paradise that | can imagine," he said fervent ly. "That's the bjuty of the country," Joyce emphasized, "It is bliss after the hurry and wor- ry of getting married," her husband teased. 'I don't see why you are not worn to a frazle, Joy." "I was so happy,' said the little bride softly, "that I didn't have time to get tired. But it does seem good to roit, away from everybody." "i ll-build a fire in the fireplace," Philip said, "and we might get a warm supper over the coals." Joyce's laughter rippled. 'Phil Bran- don,' she said, 'bk think you are won- derful to have such confidence in my cooking." "You do everything well," assertion. But Joyce had some doubts as she tied on the distractingly pretty apron with its pink ribbons and surveyed the pots and pans. Hitherto her culinary skill had been tried only in her moth- er's dainty apartment, where a chaf- ing dish and a competent maid had made things easy. But here there was no obliging housemaid, and the sacks of flour and the cans. and bottles of supplies had a discouraging unfinished look. "1 might make pancakes," ventured doubtfully, "Of course," was Philip's ecstatic ac- quiescence, But while she stirred and whipped and mixed the necessary ingredients energetically, tne panchkes were not a With unlimited maple syrup, however, they were eatable, and Phil ip' enthusiasm supplied all defects. "Of course you can't expect to have things perfect when cooking under such i ecalues," he said, as he moved the griddle from the coals and. wiped off the. ashes. 'To-morrow when our coal comes we will have the stove in rum- ning order, and thén we will have feasts--judt you and I--king' and queen in our own domain." But the stove didn't help matters much. Joyce's cfiorts at cooking were distinctly discouraging. Moreover she couldn't keep her finger nails pink and shining and hers hair in its usual crown of pufis, "For | just can't look nice and cook, Phil! she said, almost tearfully one night. "Never mind," said Phil. But his tone was a trifle doubtful. He did miss Joyce's usual pretty plumage. In gpite of love and romamce there was something lacking. Philip had lived hitherto in his mother's well-ordered household. But he wouldn't complaint was dear and sweet, and he - didn't want a cloud" on her face--so he ate soggy biscuits and overdone steaks and smiled into her anxious face. But' Joyce couldn't smile. 'I--I neyer worked so hard in my life," she confessed one morning; "and -I- don't think 1 like housekeeping, Phil. A little shadow came into Philip's eyes. He was of a race of men, strong, home-loving--he had dreamed of (he little apartment over which Joyce should preside. He could not afford a servant. If they did not keep house, a room in a cheap boarding place must be their home. He sighed, then made a little protest. "You know it wont be so hard after you've learned, Joyce." Joy leaned forward and looked into the flames. "But I am not sure that I want to learn, Philip,' she said. After that neither of them said much, but something was lost out of their happiness. By noon they were practically snow: bound. They ate an unappetizing lunch of canned salmon and crackers. Joyce was not in the mood to cook --and, as an inevitable consequence, by four o'clock they had quarrelled. ""If you loved me you wouldn't care what 'you ate,' was Joyee's accusa- tion when Philip had complained of hunger. "It seems to nothing to do with love," plied. Philip had visions of what his mother's table would be under like conditions, but, of course, his mo ther was his mother, and Joyce was Joyce. And his little wife was a dear. So his arms went about her and he kissed her, and asked if he couldn't, get the dinner for a change, and hav- ing gained her consent he went into the kitchen to forage. Somehow the prospect didn't seem hopeful. He 'wasn't sure that he could fry eggs, but he thought he might trv. First he sliced the bacon, glancing in- to the other room now and then to see Joy in the easy chair. It seemed difficult to break the eggs properly. He was sure that he wasn't doing it in a workmanlike manner. He was looking at the mixed mass in despair when a voice behind him said, "Let me do it." He turhed with a start. A tall, gray woman stood in the shadows. 'il got lost in the snow," she said, "and his was Joyce SUCCENS, Joyce me that hunger has Philip re- get your supper,' she went on. "I am used to it.' . 3 An hour later, a tempting supper | steamed on the #istle table that was drawn up in front of the fireplace. Joyee in a pink erepe gown, sparkled | and smiled across at Philp. "Oh, doesn't everything taste good?" she said. n ! There were curls of crisp bacon around the omlette, and a salad made out of canned asparagus, There were hot biscuits, creamed potatoes, and for dessert an old-fashioned minute pud- ding with cream. "1 feel like a difiérent person," Joyce said, when they had finished. She drew her chair close to her hus- band. '"'Suppose--suppose we had had to dine on your cooking, Phil, dear 7" Philip smiled. 'We won't suppose anything so dreadful," he said. "We will just be happy and forget dull care. But they were not allowed to forget. When the dishes were all washed, the tall gray woman who had derved them so silently came in and sat down be tween them like the silent figure of Fate. $1 don't suppose you want me here," she began without other preamble, "You'd rather be billing and cooing. But I've got something to say. I am an unhappy woman because I couldu't cook a meal for my hisband when 1 was married. I'm going to tell my story to every wile that starts the way I did--and see if 1 can't save her." "It ain't that cooking is everything in life,"" the woman went on, 'but in these days women don't seem to think they've got any part in making things go right. They just let their husbands work and they spend the money. A man goes to his work at eight in the morning and comes back. at six, and what do women do ¥' She thrned to Joyce. "What will you do," she de- manded, 'if you don't do your own work ?"' "Oh, visit my friends and go down- town--and--and other things." "That's just it," said the gray wom- an, "and you won't feel that you are any part of the world's machinery and after a time your husband won't de- pend upon you for anything. And deep | down in his heart, while he will love | you, he will wonder if you | really love him when you do not make him comfortable. | Not that comfprt is everything. But a| woman's part is to do things that | make the home beautiful, and there's | just 'as much beauty in that omlette | that 1 made you as there is in hand- | painted china,' | "But - 1 didn't know that, cither. when I was first married." She drew a quick breath. "I let my husband cat cold food when it should have Leen | hol, and his bread was soggy and his| meat burned, and after a time he got | fo drinking and 1flidn't know that he | craved for strong liquors becaust the | food was bad. Then he left me and 1] was @lmost crazy--and one day 1 heard | a woman making a speech, and she said if wives only knew it they could | . v y . ¥ ave their husbands from bad habits by making their homes comfortable. | And then I knew what 1'd done. But it was too late. 1 hunted high and I | hunted low for my husband, but when } found him he was dead." ; "Oh,"' Joyce laid a sympathetic] hand over the hard one, "And "after that 1 learned to cook, | i and '1 just love to go into homes and { help to make the men comfortable. And where 1 can make them listen I talk to the wives just as I am talking | to you. And it wasn't just the snow | that brought me herc. The people over | to the farm said you didn't know much about getting meals, and they | were sorry for him." . | Joyce's face flamed. - 'How dared | they ?"' she began, then as the humor | and pathos of the situation diwned upon her she smiled. ; "Dear Gray Lady," she said, "'will you stay here and teach me to cook ?"' The othex's rough hand clasped hers. "Yes," she said, "only my name is not Gray Lady--it's Jane." "It's been an awfully queer honey- moon, Philip," his little wife confess- ed a week later, "but it has been lovely, hasn't it ?. And dear Jane is coming once a week to me in town, and what | don't know now to teach me. - # am going to good wife to you, Philip." He bent and kissed her. she is be a ~ How Spiders Undress. It is an_ interesting sight indeed to watch a spider change its skin and one that will well repay anyone for the time taken up by waiting for the little known--generally speaking event to take place. When preparing | for the change the spider slops eating | for several days and makes his pre | liminary arrangements by fastening | himself by a short thread of web to one of the main lines of his anare, this to hold him firmly while he pro-4¢ ceeds to undress. First the skin cracks all round the thorax, being held only by the fore part, Next the lower part of the bedy is uncovered, and then comes the struggle to iree the legs. He works and kicks vigor- ously, seeming to have a very hard | time of it. Fifteen minutes of con- | tinued perseverance, however, brings | him out of his old dress, the struggle | causing him to appear limp and life- | less for some time-after it is finished. | Whetstones And Hones. The particular classes of stone used | in sharpening edge tools, such as ra- | zors, kpives, scythes, ete., are hard, | compac?® and so very silicious that they readily wear down the/hardest steel. They are varieties of slate de- | rived from agrillaceous schists of the | paleozoic. Thé@e stones are found in | Turkey, Bohemia, Persia and the Harz mountains, in Styria, in the United States, Spain, Peru, and Siberia. One | of the bést American stones for | hones comes from Arkansas. i I saw your light. 1 knocked, but 1 guess you were in the other room. So | I opened the door and came in and then vou came out and broke the eggs and 1 saw you dide't know much about it. It ain't work for a man." | "No, it isn't," Philip agreed. Then | he added quickly, as though what he said * had implied a doubt of Joyee. | "But she was tired--it's such a de- pressing day." "Nothing ought to be depressing," the woman said, grimly, "when people ain't- been married but weeks, | "How did you know ?" Philip de- | manded. | two | two house," she said. 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