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wwWmm f ;r y.-i) THB McHBNRY PLAINDEALBlt, MoHENKT, ILL JOSSELYN'S CoctiTi^V t^'Riffifccii Wol II By KATHLEEN NORRIS : CHAPTER IX--Contimnd --12-- "So X thoupht this was my chance tS pay a little attention to Mrs. Pepper. We were going to have her over to the house, Tom, you know, and we •ever did! And Lindsay was there, I thought he had gone to Washington, bat he was there, and he had to make •n early start for town this morning, . . ao it all fitted In!" Thus Lillian, readily and Innocently. • Glbbs, apparently indifferent to the wnversatlon, was squinting at his canvas, rubbing the wet paint with a tentative finger. The old man stood (taring at the picture, too, with unseeing eyes. He was heartsick at finding himself, his years and his dignity, forced Into a hideous role. He knew BOW that he was being deceived, if : not In actual fact, in the underlying motive so much more important than * the fact. He knew what simplicity 1 add ingenuousness from Lillian meant. And standing there in the pleasant winter brightness of the studio, with the fire snapping gaily behind him, and his wife's soft hand on his arm. his heart burned with anger and shame. Ellen had not spoken at all. She Mood like a woman of wood beside the Marie, the shriveled little Janitor's wife, hobbling in, piped a query M to whether "Madame Geebs" would have some coffee, too. Ellen gave her ft dumb shake of the head for negative. She was afraid she was going to faint She felt broken, dazed, struck to the heart. It was all a bad dream. Lillian so pleasantly talkative, Gibbs ^fowling at his work, her father-inlaw gallantly struggling to regain his composure after the sudden revulsion * «t feeling, and herself silent, sick, Jtelpless. Fool that she had been to ' . #ilnk that she could convict them! "What was she to gain, even supposing /*. the worst to be true, and herself suc- * Cessful In forcing them to confess It! fiad the painter, with his clever, fcronzed face and his mop of silver fcalr, ever been anything to her except ^ ^ A cruel and alien figure? Had she j\* tver rested her black head against that loosely hanging linen smock, and ^ felt the delicious strength of that big " - arm about her? r '.'J He was angry now, she said to hereelf, but it did not seem Important. •\,i ft was too late for anger of his to fconcern her. >. , Like a scene In a play, Torrens ar- §£ « flved. He came upstairs to say that V : t>e had Just brought the car from Great * Keck. He was full of the accident, concerned to know how Glbbs had managed the small car. "Roads Is filled with cars, Mr. Josselyn. You didn't attempt to get out to Wheatley Hills last night? I taever seen the roads so bad--" "Mr. Pepper managed to get through this morning," Lillian said. Her husband turned to the chauffeur with directions. Gi^bs somewhat awkwardly sauntered over to stand beside his wife. In all her own distress she felt a pang of pity that Gibbs should be ashamed and embarrassed. "It must have been a heavy snow, down there," he offered. She raised heavy eyes. Her voice was lifeless. "It was a stormy night And--and I had a toothache." Lillian, joiningxthem, was all sym pathy. It was arranged that Ellen Should"go at once to ber dentist, and f'M He Was Heartsick at Finding Himself, His Years and His Dignity, Forced Into This Hideout Role. Josselyn, Senior, might finish his paper by the studio fire whlfc the Second sitting went on. "And you must lie tremendously surprised when you get the picture, on your birthday!" Lillian said playfully Thus began the farce tbey were still playing. They had all come home together in the car, after a lunch at jerry's where more than one envious Outsider noticed the four handsome fpssel.vns Inughlng and chatting together. Gibbs had been full of concern for liis wife, and had (seen that She wis comfortably tucked into bed when She got home. He had gotten her books, magazines, he had brought Tommy in for goodnipjhts, and lalked cheerfully to his wife, while be undressed the child by the fire. And Ellen, watching him, had been afraid that she would suddenly scream out, and go mad. She loved him so--she loved him so --her big, qjever masterful Gibbs! She had loved him since the hour they •set, and she could not unlove him &he longed, with ffipqeaflng hunger gnawing at her heart, to have him her own again, to have his laughter, his confidences, his moods all for hen Ellen was not proud. She had told him a thousand times, in their happy years, that her life and her being were bound up In him; she could not change because he had changed. Tommy's prayers were said-- Tommy's goodnight kiss given--and all the while she knew--she knew that Gibbs was longing, longing to get downstairs, to meet Lillian for one minute, for Just the necessary second, that should reassure them both, thut should equip them for fresh play-acting. And she knew he was .not- happy, that he never could be happy again in the old way--nor In the new way. either! As surely as the day would come when Lillian would give herself to him; and Ellen said feverishly to herself that It might already have been --so surely would the day come when he would read that cold and cruel heart of her aright and would shudder away from It In utter sickness. of soul. Josselyn, Senior, had aged ten years in this week. His pride was pierced in a vital spot. He had liked his position as elder in this houseful of brilliant young persons; he had admired Gibbs, Lillian, and Ellen, in [their separate spheres, ^nd had liked nothing so much as to make them' happy, to be the power that could Indulge and please them untiringly. Now accepting their ready explanations In the same spirit that E!len did, he was awakened from the fool's dream. He saw himself an old man, gulled* and blinded, put off with empty caresses. He saw himself bringing un^ told suffering Upon Ellen by his sentimental dream of haviftg the younger family beneath his rooftree. He saw her life ruined, his boy's life ruined, his own ol£ age dishonored. Of Lillian he thought little: for many y^ars he had realized that whoever might piy for his second wife's delinquencies. It would not be his second wife. There was no punishing Lillian; her heart was like a mirror that could give back only a reflection of her own charms. And yet, of them all, during this strange week, It was Lillian who was really enduring the severest mental discomfort. For Lillian, discomfort of any sort was new, and she tried a hundred times to writhe away from her apprehensive thoughts. For although it had been perfectly true that Lillian on the night of the storm had gone to seek unexpected hospitality from old Mrs. Pepper at Great Neck, the fact she had successfully concealed from her husband was that Mrs. Pepper at this time nad been making a long visit to her daughter in Montreal. Lindsay Pepper, keeping bachelor quarters with his Japanese boy, had welcomed her and Lillian, resting and warming herself by his fire after her adventures, had assured him gaily that he must find her a chaperon before dinner-time, or somehow, anyhow, she must get back to Tom, and the "Villino dell' Ooto." While Ellen, restless and suffering, had been wandering about the house at Wheatley Hills, and while Gibbs, thinking perhaps of Lillian's coming in the morning, had been dressing for his dull dinner at the club, Lillian had been experiencing her own uneasiness, too. Lindsay's devotion to her she had never questioned; It was one of the elements in her life with which her fancy liked to play, but she realized now that she had never truly estimated Its depth and its power. The storm was gathering In fury, and the friends to whom Lindsay was duly. telephoning, one after another, regarded his gay suggestion of "getting together for a party" as something less than mad. Finally, he had to face her ruefully with the simple summary: "Nothing doing!" There was left them the alternative of struggling out into the storm, fighting their way for more than a bitter mile to the station, getting into the city by eight o'clock, when Lillian, wet and blown, might still join the party at the Plaza, leaving Lindsay to dine and amuse himself otherwise as his fancy dictated. And had Lillian foreseen the events of the following morning, she would certainly' have adopted this course at any sacrifice. But his house">wfls delightfully warm an*J,^vioto's dinner was already dispensing a delicious odor. No one need ever know that his mother had not chaperoned this affair, the Japanese was discretion's self, and Lillian was no girl to be fluttered by a touch of the unexpected. More, she began to enjoy the almost forgotten emotion of terrified pleasure, the situation was full of theatrical beauty, and she herself was the leading woman. She bor rowed a richly embroidered mandarin coat which Pepper sometimes wore about the house, and came downstairs a vision of marvelous beauty. It was not only pleasantly exciting; It was the easiest thing to do. And Lillian, above all things, loved ease. And then had come the early trip Into town, for Lindsay was leaving for Montreal, to bring his mother home and Lillian had to keep her engagement with Glbbs. o Lindsay was all devotion; this attitude,. In fact, was the one element In the matter of which Lillian had taken no account. He alarmed her with the vehemence of his affection, and made her nervouS und^uncertaln. She had supposed that lie' would leave her at the art studio, hut Instead he came upstairs, and the two men talked together a few minutes. > During this time Lillian experienced exquisite uneasiness. Gibbs showed a* disconcerting familiarity with old Mrs. Pepper's movements. When had she not ten back? How did she find Montreal? , "l didn't know you knewvoRI Mrs. He could not b*ar to look at her now, to speak to her. 'He fell Into a mood of angry silence; his father's attitude of watchfulness, Ellen's volcel »>ss question and reproach, and LIU Han's tireless efforts to re-establtsh Hie old order of things, alike Infuriated Mm. CHAPTER X. •M, Pepper so well? Lillian said, when Lindsay was gone. "Oh, I see her sometimes, watching the tennis," he answered carelessly. "Now take yonr wraps off, and I'll have Marie bring you in some coffee!" Her big fur coat In his arras, he caught up her bare hand. "No ring?" he smiled. For he was painting her In a dull green robe, and the big Jade ring she frequently wore was an excellent bit of color In the picture. If she had had the quickness to say that she had left It at home! But Lillian was not quick at best, and Just now she was tlrdd and confused. She had left It on the washstand In the bathroom next to Mrs. Pepper's room; she remembered Its exact position and she said that she would write Mrs. Pepper at once, and ask her to return it. . "Well, run along, and get Into your rig !" Gibbs. said unsuspiciously. But when she had disappeared into the little model's room, and whem Marie had brought In the coffee, and when he had loitered about waiting Idly, and still she did not come, he picked up the telephone book. As well to settle the matter quickly: the delay of a few hours might mean that'the ring was swept carelessly away and lost And so It was Gibbs' turn to have his castle of dreams fall about him in ashes. When Lillian came Innocentlj back from the model-room, eager for the exquisite hour they had both been anticipating for days, he saw for the first time the woman she really was. "Your ring's all right," he said presently. "I telephoned. The Jap--said he'd found it." Her eyes flew to his face. She saw what he knew, and her color faded a little. "Glbbs," she-said quickly and breathlessly. "You know how It happened-- I wanted to tell you all about It, anyway. But Lindsay asked me not to. You see. it was storming horribly--" Beautiful, eager, in her green robe, she poured out the story as she had arranged and adapted it in the night. And slowly mixing the colorsAm his palette, not meeting her eyes, GihbS listened. There was a certain shade of yellow-brown that would- always speak to him of this hideous moment, with Its blare of brassy truth, aud Its taste of ashes. When she ended, with a wide-eyed, innocent appeal, he smiled, and still with uverted eyes, he nodded. "Blame you? No-o-o. I don't blame you, Lillian!" he said gently, after a silence. "But smile at me, Gibbs," she said, with an uneasy laugh and a rather uncertain resumption of her old confident manner. "Or I'll have to come over there and make you smile!" Before he could speak again the door was opened by her husband. She knew that In the moment he had realized her deception about Lindsay Pepper she had come close to losing Gibbs. She felt a contempt for the weakness In herself that had permitted her to risk the love of the man she really desired for the old admirer who had lost, by contrast with the new, any powler to stir her. But Lillian could not think that Glbbs would not return to her. He was hurt, he was sore and angry now, but she had still, as a weapon, their dangerous propinquity and she had still the disturbing and appealing beauty he had found Irresistible. So Lillian played her game safely, and bided her time. This storm woula blow over, as other storms had. She would need only a little patience, she would need caution. Patience ^pd watchfulness were among Lliliah's Irtues. But Glbbs knew that It was all over. He had made a fool of himself, for her, he had told himself that It was only a pretty and exciting game. He had lived In the light of those dark and magnificent eyes, he had thrilled to the touch of her smooth, war^n hand. That he had never actdally been false to Ellen was of small comfort to him now.. The house of cards had fcllen about him through no heroic measure of his own., He had placed himself In an undignified. In a ridiculous position, he had let her deceive him with the rest. And with the revelation that she had, from sheer good-natured laziness, placed herself under Lindsay Pepper's roof for the night, and with the bitter thought that Lindsay's coarse devotion meant quite as much to her Insatiable appetite for admiration as did his own exquisitely expressed friendship. Glbbs' wakening had come. As Ellen came In with an armful of roses, the big clock In the ball began to chime In a leisurely manneiWand. glancing at It, she saw tfcat 14 was twelve o'clock. Long afterward Ellen Josselyn thought of that moment and of the events tfiat would stamp themselves on her heart and brain before the clock chimed for another ^ noonday. But at the time she only reflected that luncheon was in half an hour, and she was muddy and disheveled ; dhe would put the roses In the study, and fly upstairs to brush and change. Very often she carried fltovers Into the stud.vf the maids were not allowed to enter the room, and the old man liked to find traces of his daughter-in-law's affection waiting there. Only Lizzie was In the study. She was standing, pale and staring, by the table, facing the door. She gave a little cry, helpless and forlorn, as El- "OLD MAN RATTLER" TELLS UFE STORJ "Lizzie--My Child!" Ellen Said In a Sharp Whisper. "What Are You Doing? What Wars You Going to D o ? " \ • ten came In. Ellen's eyes flashed to her limp fingers, which lay about the beautiful shining body of a revolver on the table. Before the little cry, half-protest and half-whine, had died away, Ellen had sprung at her, wrenched the terrible thing free, lind flung it back Into its place in the drawer, pushed her own body against the drawer to close It, and ?aught Lizzie by the shoulders, forcing the girl to face her. While they stood there, panting, the shadow of death lifted Itself slowly from the room. The fire crackled, the sunlight, pouring through green bottle-ends, fell peacefully upon the soft tones of rugs and leather chairs. "Lizzie--;my child!" Ellen said. In a sharp whisper. "What were you doing? What were you going to do?" No need to answer. Lizzie attempted* none. She hung her head; her breath came on childish dry sobs. Ellen's thoughts raced. There was only one explanation of this: Lizzie was "In trouble." Ellen had noticed tear-stains about the pretty eyes more than once. She remembered now that Lizzie's mother, a village woman, had come all the way to Wheatley Hills one day, In a plumber's delivery van, to hold a mysterious but violent conversation with the girl, who had cried bitterly. Afterward, she had ex plained to Ellen that ma wanted her to get married, and Ellen had wisely observed that she was right not to take that step until she felt ready for it So that was It This gentle, conscientious little woman had been carrying that burden In her heart. - ..Ellen made the girl sit down on the great seat by the tire, and sat down herself beside her. She kept one kindly hand on Lizzie's shoulder, and fixed anxious eyes upon the tear-wet, sullen face. The older woman still felt herself to be frightened and shaken, but her tone was as quiet as she could make It. "Ltezle--my dear! That #as wicked thing to do. Can't you tell me about it? You know Tommy loves you, and I love you. Tell me--" The tojje entirely melted poor Lizzie, whose breast began to heave painfully. Ellen thrust her handkerchief into the girl's hand, and Lizzie sobbed unrebuked, wrenching her whole body in her grief, and making stifled sounds like a person strangling. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Fech fli* Family Hem B**x Mis represented. If you should ever be In a rattle snake country it is always advisable to remember that there are two endi to a rattlesnake. The rear end speaki In tones all Its own. Very much Uk< the rattling of peas In a large dry-pod --once heard and never forgotten. The threefold rattle is alwayi sounded before the snake strikes, except In the molting season when th< rattler Is about to discard his old Jacket t Then he Is always dopey* miserable, and almost blind. He lies colled, all ready to strike on the slightest provocation. Therefore the rattle Is not beard. The musical rattling noise la made by the threefold movement made In colling. Until the reptile is coiled ,--it cannot strike, and in striking; .U. can only spring Its own length. . \:i An English writer says: There are five handsome rattlesnakes at the zoo, each with a stump of rings at the eloquent end, rings like celluloid or bone-shavings; each ring fastened to the next by a tiny button. When a rattler Is prepared to discuss business he sends a sort of electrical shiver along his frame, and the rattle starts at once. It Is quite loud. • I peeped In through the spyhole at the back of the rattlesnakes' den, and started the music, while the biggest told me interesting facts about his family. Such a lot of foolish things have been written about my rattle," he said. "Some say I Inre birds with It, the birds thinking It Is the hum and buzz of Insects. What nonsense! Birds are not such fools. "Then „ another says I tefrify my prey with it. Wrong again. "Somebody else Is of opinion that It is a love song; my way of going courting. Do I look like a lovelorn snake at this moment? As a matter of fact, I am really angry, and I'm doing this to frighten you. Not that I really wish to bite, 'm a bit frightened myself. You know, of course, that I have poison fangs in my mouth, and a reserve supply of sprouts waiting to become fangs if one of the two In use gets broken. They are just like hypodermic syringes, and when the fangs strike the poison comes out. That, of course, Is well known. Now I will tell you a secret. My supply of poison Is limited. I' have to be careful of it. That Is why I do not wish to strike unless necessary, It is better for me to frighten enemies away. "So I would rather not bite If you will go away. I feel like the fond father who tells his son: 'My lad, It will hurt me to thrash you as much as It hurts you.l Of course, no son ever believes It. Neither will you about my bite." I lowered a stick toward him. In a flash the rattler's head struck at It. I think he was disappointed at the result. Life Is so full of deceptions. Blackbirds Eat Trout; Cows Ate Fed on Fish Those who study Nature find that i other blackbirds on the estate, and age-long traits a.id habits are being Instead of one bird stealing {he young Compare the Quality ~compaw the price Compara tha quality of Monarch Cocoa with the fineat te^oitsd brand*. Compare the quality ol Farm Houaa with the Vx-*t American Proecaa Co COM. The prkn ol Monarch and Farm Horn, apeak lor themaelvaa--about hali ol what you woula expect to pay ior each high grade cocoas. Alwaye buy Monarch and Farm Home. Cat enoftfe cocoaa at mooay aavingpricaa. \uality for yea: -- .5 $ *-i Whf * "t mSM:S DUTCH PROCESS COCOA AMERICAN PROCESS COCOA filrnrprS • Monarch coffee, catsup, sweet pickles, condiments, • fruits, vegetables and other products of our kitchens are sold only by Regular Retail Grocers who own and operate their Own stores. We never sell to chain stores. ( RE1D, MURDOCH & CQ. Manx/acturerj and Jmportert CHICAGO etablished 1853 BOSTON NEW YORK PITTSBURGH Propaganda The noun propaganda and the verb propagate are derived from the same Latin root and are related in meaning. They are derived from the I^atln verb propago--pro, forward, and pango, fasten. One meaning of propaganda, and the common one, is the art, practice, or system of propagating or spreading or extending the tenets or principles of a certain religious, economic or political doctrine. The one who propagates such doctrine, particularly with zeal. Is called a propagandist. Educating Workers The first to advocate and put Into practice the education of worklngmen In the application of science to the practical arts was Dr. George Blrback, who was born in Yorkshire, England. 147 years ago. He was the son of a banker and educated for the practice of medicine. While professor of the Andersonian institution at Qlasgow, Scotland, he established popular lectures for artisans, thus laying the foundation for the mechanics' Institutions which later on came Into existence all over Great Britain. The first lecture at Glasgow attracted 75 artisans who went away so enthusiastic that some 200 men attended the second lecture and 500 were on hand at the next. Later on Doctor irback's grateful pupils presented him ;tth a silver cup as a tokeA of their steem. He extended the course to London, and a permanent mechanics' Institution was founded with Birback as president. Not Hmr Paalt At a banquet in Washington, Secretary Mellon told the following story "Marjorle," said the secretary, "is the only girl among several children, all older than herself. Consequently, when they all. go to grandpa's rancli to play, she wants to romp and ride and keep up to the bqys In all their activities, but is often restrained by her mother, saying: 'Remember, dear, you're a girl.' "Finally, one day, Marjorte broke out in rebellion and cried: ' " 'If I'd picked myself out, I'd never been what I am.'"--Los Angeles Times.) If You Need a Medicine You Should Have the Best-- Dr. Kiimsr's Swamp-Root Have you ever stopped to reason why it is that so many products that are extensively advertised all at once drop out of sight and are soon forgotten? The reason is plain--the article did not fulfill the promises of the manufacturer. This applies more particularly to a medicine. A medicinal preparation that has real curative value almost' sells itself, as like1 an endless chain system the remedy is recommended by those who have been benefited to those who are in need of it. A prominent druggist says, "Take for example Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root, preparation I have sold for many years and never hesitate to recommend, for in almost every case it shows excellent re* suits, as many of my customers testify, No other kidney remedy has so large a sale." According to slforn statements' and verified testimony of thousands who have u*ed the preparation, the success of Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root is due to the fact, t-o many people claim, that it fulfills almost every wish in overcoming kidney, liver and bladder ailments, corrects urinary troubles and neutralizes the uric acid which causes rheumatism. You may receive a sample bottle of Swamp-Root by parcel post. Address Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y„ and enclose ten cents; also mention this paper. Large and medium size bottles for sale at all drug stores.--Advertisement. Frank Criticism 8he was In a hurry to keep nn en gagement and hastened out of the house a few steps ahead of her husband. Footsteps sounded behind her. and, thinking Jim was approaching, she turned abruptly, grasped a manly coat sleeve, and asked breathlessly: "Is the powder on straight?" "It Is not," answered a man she had never seen before. * Revenge Is Sweet Mcintosh made a fine art of meanness. When traveling he would keep redcaps busily attending to his bog* gage and then purposely forget the tip until the starting of the train made it almost Impossible. ' One morning, however, he executed this maneuver once too often #on the same man. 'Dear, dear! I am so sorry," he said, as the train gave a luroh forward. "I quite forgot to get change.** "And I am very sorry, too, sir," was the man's dry retort. "I quite forgot about' that grip of yours--ifs lying on the platform." • Boschee'* Syrup < ^ Allays Irritation, soothes and hewp 1 throat and lung Inflammation. The constant Irritation of a cough keeps the delicate mucus membrane of the throat and lungs in a congested condition, which BOSCH-fiE'S SYRUP gently and quickly heals. For this reason It lias been a favorite household remedy for colds, coughs, bronchitis and especially for lung troubles in millions of homes all over the world for the last flP.y-elght years, enabling the patient to obtain a good night's rest, free from coughing with easy expectoration In the morning. You can buy BOSCHEE'S SYRUP wherever medicines are sold.--Adv. Swift Financiering negro cook of middle age, who had saved considerable money, suddenly became engaged to a sporting man of her own race. One morning her mistress saw her gazing abstractedly out of the kitchen window and Inquired: "What's the matter, Hannah?" "Well, mum," she replied, "with my husband-that-is-to-be everything goes with such lightnin' speed that I'm confused. Day before yesterday we got acquainted, yesterday we got engaged, and today I find be^ already owes «m $85." Cupid is the manager of a two-ring circus--the engagement and wedding rings. t him who has bestowed be silent about (t. Let him who hp* received It tell It abroad. 1 • * . .• Cut leu ra Soap for* the Complexion. . Nothing better than Cuticura Soa®' dally and Ointment now and then as needed to make the complexion clear, scalp clean and hands soft and white. Add to this the fascinating, fragrant Cuticura Talcum, and you have the Ootlcura Toilet Trio.--Advertisement. He Took the Hint Some men are entirely too literal. For Instance, the fellow who, on leaving a hotel room, read a card on the door--"Stop! Have you left anything?" And then went back and took the soap and tow^l.--Judge. T Don't think that you can overdraw on your nccount with nature and get a way with it. The favorite ot good bread makors In some cases modified an>? In others entirely changed: The writer knows. of a case where a bird had It? habits changed by altered conditions. A trout fishery was-eatabllshed on nn estate In Scotland. I.)>'rl3g certain seasons a large number of the fry or young trout are crowded together in shallow ponds, as their Inclination is to keep together Just where the water enters. One day a blackbird, drlnkiag ai one of these ponds, got hold of a yoftng trout, probably accidentally, but found it was excellent teedlng. A blackbird does not by hublt get Its food from the water, but this particular one, having tapped a new source of food 'supply, returned to It agaLi and again. The following season this bird had by some means been able to Impart its newly found knowledge to att the fish, all the birds got Into the way of doing so! The owner had either to shoot the blackbirds or gfve up trying to rear trout. That an entire change of food Is not detrimental niay be proved by the fact that many of the cows kept In Norway are fed on fish, yet who will say that a cow;'* teeth were made for dealing with a diet of thifc tort t-- Philadelphia Inquirer. ^ Homes for Aged . Accounts are not very definite concerning the establishment of the first home exclusively for the aged. In F.ngland In early days and In Germany at the end of the Seventeenth century there were hospitals to which the aged and Infirm could go. Such a hospital was founded by St. Cross near Winchester, England, In 1186, and another, the Conlngshy hospital «| Hereford, was founded Pretty Legend of Diamond Diamonds are the favored stones for betrothal rings, says tradition, because the man who discovered the art of cutting and polishing the diamond made a fortune and was thus enabled to wed the maiden of his choice. The man was Louis de Berquem, a native of Flanders, who was clerk to a jeweler of Bruges in 1470, and who, so the story goes, had revealed to him in a dream how the stones might be beautified by cutting. ^ How Japanese Bury Dead In Japan a corpse, placed in a bent position, is encased in a porcelain or an earthenware coffin having the shape and appearance of a J tig which Is usually as tall as the dead. In the coffin^ burled with the body, are some of the possessions the deceased held dear In life. The coffin, instead of being laid lengthwise In the ground, assumes a standing position. Its top is closed by a conical cover of the same material. Is your always light and sweet2 Be sure of a well raised dough by using a cake of Yeast Foam each time you bake. 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