you have a standard by which to judge other teas. Salada is the finest produced in the FREE SAMPLE of GREEN TEA UPON REQUEST. *'SALADA," TORONTO PICKLES PUNGENT AND POPULAR. A few well-selected varieties of pickles and relishes, not too difficult to , prepare and that will serve for all purposes, should be found in every cellar or storeroom. All of the fol- lowing recipes can be prepared late in fall after the heat and rush of sum- mer work. Vegetables and 'fruit for pickling should be in perfect condition, the vinegar of good quality, and the spices fresh and pungent. A porcelain-lined or agate kettle should be used for the cooking, and the stirring spoons should be wood, silver or agateware to prevent any chemical change when they come in contact with acids. Many recipes call for alum and other chemicals to preserve the color of the pickles, but these are all more or less harmful and should not be used. Try lining the kettle and cover- ing the vegetables with cabbage or grape leaves during the scalding pro- cess. A late planting of cucumbers will afford a supply of pickle-size gherkins late in summer, or the cu- cumbers may be gathered early and kept in a medium brine until wanted. CHOPPED RAW PICKLE. Chopped raw pickle requires two quarts of chopped tomatoes (that are just beginning to redden), two cup- fuls of grated horseradish, two heads of celery, chopped, two, green peppers, cleaned of fibre and seeds and chopped, one quart of vinegar, one cupful of brown sugar, two-thirds of a cupful of salt, one-third of a cupful of white mustard-seed, one cupful of nastur- tium seed. Sprinkle the salt over the vege- tables and let stand 24 hours. Drain, add the other ingredients and mix thoroughly. Put in a large earthen- ware jar, cover and put in cool place. Stir every day for a week, adding more vinegar if necessary to keep covered. SPICED GRAPES, For spiced grapes, use eight pounds of grapes, four pounds of sugar, three cupfuls of vinegar, four stick of cin- namon, one ounce of whole cloves, two blades of mace. Remove skins from grapes by squeezing between thumb and fore- finger. Set the skins aside and cook the pulp until the seeds can be re- moved by straining through cheese- cloth or strainer. Return pulp to the stove, add the skins and when this mixture has simmered about ten min- utes add the other ingredients (having the spices tied in a cheesecloth bag). Cook until shiny and as 'thick as jam. "Put in sterilized jars ,and seal. MUSTARD PICKLES. Mustard pickles are a little trouble- some but are delicious and well repay the time spent on them. The recipe here given will make three gallons of pickles. For 24 hours soak three quarts each of small cucumbers, sliced green to- matoes,- button onions, caulifiower (broken into flowerets), six green pep- . pers cut into strips and one cupful of pasturtium seeds, in a brine made of four quarts of water and one pint of jalt. Drain well and scald in a mix- ture of one part vinegar to three parts : ey world. -- Try it. |S me its mildewed cover was the infernal In a trance of fear, Wombold open- ed its yellowed leaves. His own hand- writing stared up at him out of the ) past, over a guilt-haunted of forty years, With a thick h, the old man fell back upon his pil in a dead faint. 'Almost as frightened as his master, Otu ran into the hallway crying for help. He was met almost instantly by Miss Armitage, who pressed by him into the room. "Get the housekeeper! Get some hot water!" she ordered as she saw Wom- bold's white face against the pillows. Otu ran to obey. In a few moments he returned with Mrs. Crane, the housekeeper, followed by one of the maids with a pitcher of hot water. Miss Armitage's vigorous measures were already restoring a semblance of animation to the master's bloodless visage, His hands stirred feebly, and presently he opened his eyes. Mrs. Crane who had mixed a stiff dose of whiskey and hot water, brought it to the bedside, and Wombold revived under the potion; but with restored consciousness his nervous terror also began to return. He caught Miss Armitage"s hand. "Where is it?" he begged. is the book?" The girl shook her head. "Don't think of it now," she said. "Don't think of anything till morn- ing." "But I must think of it!" he cried. "What was it? Where has it gone? Was it the ghost of a book? Didn't you see it?" He turned to Otu. "Sure, I see," agreed the Japanese with the following sauce: One large cupful of flour, six table- spoonfuls of dry mustard, two table spoonfuls of tumeric and sufficient vinegar to make a thin paste, one ounce celery seed, and three pounds of brown sugar, Boil all the ingredients in this sauce until tender. Seal in jars. PLAIN ROLLED COOKIES. One cup sugar, % oud. shortening, 1 egg, 1% tsps. vanilla, 2 tsps. baking powder, pinch of salt, % cup milk, % cup currants, flour to make rather stiff dough. . Cream together the sugar apd short- ening. Add to this the well-beaten egg; the flavoring and the milk. The currants should be added while knead- ing the dough. Add the flour with which the baking powder and salt have been mixed. Roll thin and cut into desired shapes. Bake in a rather hot oven until delicately brown-- about ten or twelve minutes. These are delicious additions to the school children's lunch boxes. "Where GRAPE RECIPES THAT ARE 14ng-4o- make myself 'so indispensable six "1 apt "when' I applied at yoi bank for ? 1 had just come from, the East. I had come on purpose to find you, Mr. Wombold." SL Wombold /glanced at her with a vague interest. ou gave me a place, I to make myself so efficient that you would make me your private stenographer. When you did that, I worked harder than ever, hgp- that you would always keep me with you. I'succeeded in that, as you know. By the time you retired from business, three years ago, I had my plans all laid. I knew from little things I'd 'séen, like not starting anything on Friday, and voiding the number thir- teen, and so on, that you were super- stitious. 801 got you into the way of studying 'oceultism and spiritual ism. I was so sure of my plans that I even had these ecards printed then." She held up the package of cards. Wombold's color had come back, and his eyes took on some of their old-time brilliance as he stared wonderingly at 'her. "You had them printed--those cards? What for?" "For my plan. But, tell me first, even 'if nothing mysterious find hap- pened to induce you to pay back the money, wouldn't you still be glad you did it?" : "Yes," he said strongly. "It should have been done long ago. I have wish- ed to do it, but I was held back by pride, by the shame of confession--" 'safe cleansing Rms 18 ideal for any wash-day method you use. You do not 'have to change any of your usual steps--ijust use Rinso where you used to use ordinary sop. tons, Rinso will give you just the suds wou need in the boiler. you use a washing machine, follow the advice of the big washing m "manufacturers-- use Rinso. Just soaking with this new kind of soup loosens all the dirt until a single rinsing leaves the clothes clean and spotless. However you do your wash, make it easy by using Rinso. Rinso is sold by all grocers. : and depariment stores' Jf you like to boil your white cot: sig : 3 : Rast - | became at | meat may be put into a steamer or GOOD. The advent of fall brings with it the delicious ripe grapes, and many are pondering how 'they may preserve them for winter use. These recipes are all very tasty and you will like them this winter. Grape Preserves--Rinse grapes in cold water and drain. Squeeze out the pulp from each grape and heat it gradually, cooking until the seeds tome out easily. Press through a sieve just fine enough to keep back the seeds. Cook the skins and the pulp ten minutes and add an equal amount of sugar, cooking until the liquid thickens. Store in earthen 'or glass jars. This also makes a fine filling for cakes. Grape Catsup--Cover two quarts of grapes with vinegar and cook until soft. Press through a sieve and add one cup of sugar,.one tablespoonful of cinnamon, one teaspoonful each of cloves and allspice, and a little cay- enne, Cook slowly until thick and store in bottles. Grape Julce--Weigh the grapes and for each ten pounds use three pounds cf-sugar. Cook the grapes in a por- celain kettle with five pints of water to a peck of grapes. Cover and bring, slowly to the boiling point, stirring oceasionally. 'When boiling hot, turn| into a heavy bag and let drain, Add the sugar and heat again to the bail- ing point. Skim and store in steriliz- ed fruit jars or bottles. THE SECOND DAY OF THE ROAST. Sometimes when we have a good- sized roast, we wish to serve it hot the second day before we on it as cold meat. An excellent way to vary the roast slightly from the first day, -especially if it is veal, or lamb, is to follow this method: Put the roast into a covered recep- tacle, standing it on a wire rack with feet. Put water in the bottom of the container and steam the roast briskly for half an hour. This may be done on top of the stove. Then uncover, set in a hot oven, and dry off for ten minutes more. In putting the meat above the hot water, it does not lose its juices, and remains moist. If the wire rack is not at hand, the set upon an open wire plate support- ed underneath by a bowl, While this process is Kolng on, pre- "a minced onion and a couple of tablespoorifuls of sweet fat into a fry- But by this time Wombold was bab- bling feverishly, paying little atten- tion to those about him. "Do: things like that have their as- tral counterparts? I saw it. I felt it in my hands. into past time where all these dead and gone things are assembled? Shall ha I see him there? Oh, Henry, have g little pity on me! I'll pay it back, every cent, with in- terest. Now! Now! Get Carrington! Get him on the telephone! T-must send it to-night. Oh, let me alone!" Am I to be drawn back I'll send it, Henry. He shook off the restraining hands of the women, and would have left his bed for the telephone below stairs, ! if to quiet him, they had not promised to call his lawyer. After some difficulty Miss Armitage succeeded in arousing Mr. Carrington, nd induced him to come to the Wom- bold residence at once. By morning a draft for $85,000, the amount of the original defalcation with interest add- ed, was on its 'way to ithe little New England town, inclosed in a registered," letter addressed to Henry Hart's widow. In the sunny library Miss Clara Armitage was engaged in clearing out the drawers of her typewriter desk. She was softly humming a gay little tune, bright as the sunlight itself, and on her face wis a queer little smile, | half amused, half wistful, such as that; with which sympathetic grown-ups regard the tragedies of childhood. From the deepest recess of the bot- tom drawer she drew out a small pack-| age of cards, of the size and general character of business cards, but hav- ing nothing circle l p of the letters "H" and "F." She ran these thoughtfully through her fingers with no encumbrances on it, you say?" for a moment, then slipped them into her pocket, went out into the hall and, mounted the stairs. On the floor above she knocked at Mr, Wombold's bed-| Some few years ago an Lnglish room door. reply, she ente: printed on' them except a Jun 1 TAM Thi being no audible Mr. Wombold lay in an easy chair before the window. He looked as if he were just emerging from a grave illness. wonted healthy pallor for a tissue-like| can you tell me where I could get a| ughter" fragility, his usually : His skin had exchanged its great eyes seemed un- sunken in his emaciated fea- tures and he was wrapped in a list-| ment or two, and then sald, "There less apathy such as belongs to the not period of early convalescence. "I know," she: hastily interrupted. "I thought that was it, And now I want you to know that it was I who placed one of these cards iby your breakfast plate last April. The story of the man who called to see you and left one of them was just a fabrication jon my part. There wasn't any such n A Poem You Ought to Kn Farewell to Nahoy. : If a ballot were taken on the' ; tion: What are' the loveliest Robert Burns ever wrote? ti tle doubt tlie four beginning, "Had wi never loved sae kindly" would be at the top of the poll. Sir Waiter Scott sald they contained "the essence ofia 3 thousand love-tales," and Byron used "She gets her percentage 'of the the stanza as the motto of his own thirty-five 'thousand, never fear. = It| poem, "The Bride of Abydos." it may be betraying 'her, to tell you so, 5 3 but I think you ought to know. As for that old ledger, 1 had it sent to me from home. It was I who came in and put it on your chest that night." "You!" he cried. "In.mercy's name, who are you?" 3 3 Her merry laugh had nevertheless a trace of tears-im it as she caught yhis hand and answered: i "My dear old friend, I am the granddaughter of Henry Hart!" (The End.) "But Mme. Charleroi?" he objected, in dazed amazement. Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae farewell, and then, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, 'Warring sighs und groans I'll wage thee. Ley Who shall say that Fortune grieves him " While the star of hope she Jeaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me; Dark despair around banights me. Pll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never-met--or never parted, : We had ne'er been broken-hearted. .. Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest! "Thine be llka joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love, and pleasure! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I pledge thee, : Warring sighs and groans I'll wage © thee. He--"And your dad owns this estate She--""None but ma and myself." Mackintosh for H is Daughter. family rented a plage in the Highlands for a few months. It was near a loch, 1s 1it- we] Ignition. The force was out to lunch-~leaving 'the bookkeeper alone in the store. A handsome young chap strode in, "Do they keep ama essortes | here?" he asked. - The little bookkeeper smiled her "sweetest. "Only me," she replied. . their salt who haven't m sips around to turn them all into scan. dal; but Burne lived to turn them into the greatest love poems in the lang wage, and to silence 'the gossips. Handsome, unusually strong -- he (conld lift a plow and 'toss it on the back of a wagon without seeming to 'exert himself---and with "an-easy way about him," Bobby Burns was just as attractive to the opposite sex as they were to him, That was how, when one 'morning his dog ran over a sheet that had been stretched on a lawn to dry in the sum, and he went up to apolo- gize to the girl who had put it there, a 4 few minutes later he had conquered, , and had been conguered by, Jean Armour, the "lovely Jean" wha' later his wife. But Jean's father proved of Burns--not because he was pennilese--and tore up the mar riage paper he had given to her. Down on his luck and generally dis- +gusted with lite, Burns 'decided to leave 'Scotland for good and go to the Indies--and 'he prepared to .publish his book of poems now, for Ho other | reason than' to get the 'Money to' pay he A SMEN. woul 1: our complete exits y Sel. our Aan: lives of tool whole root, troh-3u A Sualicy, whole plants. Attra ve illustrated samples and full co-operation, a mcney- ing | opportunity, LUKE BROTHE NORSBRIES, MONTREAL. - BOILER | 'Water tube type. 126 h.p., in good son: dition, also a large amount of plumb- 'ing, 'and 'heating equipment. | Will 'sell entire 'or 'in -part at great sacrifice because of alterations to our "property. Real Estates Corporation, Limited, Top Floor, 78 West Adelaide "treet, Toronto. Telephone Elgin 8101. Bend description and full particulars te L.CASTELLO ~~ 78 W. Adelaide 8t, and one morning the party d a boat to take them across. The weath-| - , er had become unsettled, and the fath-| er said to the boatman, "By the way, mackintosh for m £ The boatman: rested on his oars a mo- 's ferry many Mackintoshes - heer- abouts, but there's a fine Mac- ALE TE steady employment and pay other MODELS Toronte : for his assage. In the ing engaged to her; but his "Highland Mary" became suddenly ill .and died. It was 'after this that the poet logt his balance a little, and began a ridiculous high-brow kind of philandering -- though fanocent enough---with a Mrs. M'Lehose. : i But Bobby Burns soon got his feet ' onthe ground -again, in spite of the' fact that at the age of twenty-seven he found himself famous and the lion of the soclal world of 'Bdinburgh.. He married Jean Armour, whose (father's attitude had changed 'once :Bobby's pockets *wero Jingling with coin, set- tled down on a farm at Ellisiand, and took a position as' exciseman for the district. This time he learned a les. son that a great many men before and 1 Le Burns' tribute to his wife, given in a letter to another friend, is worth quoting: "The most placid good nature and sweetness of disposition; a warm heart, -gatefully devoted with all its | powes to love me; vigorous health and sprightly cheerfulness, set off to the '. I'best advantage by amore than com- mon handsome fignre--these, 1 think, in a woman, may make a good wife, | though she should never have read a "but the Scriptures of the Old and | New pa, a ina bilguter zeembly than a penny pay - site