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N. B. postponed her sailing. Not that Christmas at bome was anything to brag about eitherâ€"seeing how things stood: a man hopelessly in love with a girl who didn‘t care two condemned hoots whether he lived or died. "Don‘t be a fool!" Merrill chided himself. "With her money and everyâ€" thing, she deserves something better than you. Forget her!" The trouble was, he couldn‘t forget her. Heo‘d never in all his life seen a girl to hold a candle to Myra Carlisle: it was one of those cases of leve at first gight. As Merrill envied him outrageously as he went down the ladder. Christmas at sea was a rotten business! By right the Angmeric ought to have been at home; but engineâ€"room defects had Bennett trudged across to the lee wing, just in time, for the captain came from the chartâ€"room and,joined Merrill to windward. He stumped from foot to foot for some time, humâ€" ming the tune that came up the ventilâ€" ator; and, evidently moved by a Christmas impulse, said: "Funny thing: I‘ve not been home for Christâ€" mas for sixteen years. Just my luck! They‘re having a party in the cabin tonight; so we won‘t ‘blow the siren any more than‘s necessaryâ€"passenâ€" gers get scared when the whistle blows. Keep a goodâ€"lookâ€"out, Merrili â€"I"l nip down and see them enjoy themselves." _ "Not to me; I‘d go wild over that girl is she hadw‘t a red cent. But what chance has a man? Get over to leeâ€" ward!" "I‘ll bet her money is a magnet," sympathized Bennett, who was alâ€" "Rotten night!" he vouchsafed. "Poisonous!" blurted out â€" Merrill, speaking gloomily. "Look out the old man doesn‘t twig you over here. A lee lookâ€"out‘s _ necessary _ tonightâ€"you can‘t see your hand before you!" "Old man stopped the fogâ€"horn durâ€" ing dinnerâ€"said the passengers ocmâ€" plained of the din. Wish I was a pasâ€" senger!" Merrill had been wishing that all the voyage, ever since he had seen Myra Carlisle board the ship in New York. But according to the rules officers were not encouraged to assoâ€" ciate with passengers aboard the Angâ€" meric, and #o, through forco of citâ€" cumstance, Myra Carlisle might as well have been in another planet. "Lord, and don‘t I?" grunted Merâ€" rill. He needed an outlet for his feelâ€" ings. "It makes me sickâ€"to se> that grinning beggar making up to the nicest girl in the world!" he stormed. "After her money, of courseâ€"with his title and all! Seen him just nowâ€" making eyes at her over a glass of bubblyâ€"Christmas wishes and all the rest; Sickening!" l the ute the ppassengers forget thoy are at sea; the dig apartment had been decorated to look as little like a ship‘s saloon as possible. There were rare flowers in abundance ; there was much buntingâ€" but Merrill had m eyes for the decoraâ€" thons. The swungâ€"back curtain of the scuttle permitted him to see the face of Myra Carlisle quite tlearlyâ€"and also the somewhat fAlushed face of her immediate neighbor, who was leaning towards har with a lifted glass and a smile on his lips. "Blighter!" gasped Merrill. "If you were onlyâ€"!" Another scatter of iey spindrift rattled on his shoulders; and, to a lurch of the specding hull, the portâ€"curtain swung back into place, hiding the tantalizing glimpse of comâ€" fort and enjoyment. Merrill waited, but the curtain remained closed; presâ€" cutly he clambered up the laddor to Mount Misory, and reported himself to his senior thore. D anmepinaias tss is CE ERERITET VSBAN, ous way. Eight o‘clock on Christmas spoken half a dozen w Eve it was; and the spray that slashâ€" He didn‘t know then th: ed interminably over the rails of the Miss Carlisle whose uns liner froze where it fell, so that alâ€" Chicago and left her ready the decks were slippery with dollars. He was glad he ice: and the lifeboats looked like weird love with her before 1 hummocks. Robert Merill, second offiâ€" He dwelt on his fecling cer, dragged the wormeot: of his during three bleak hot greatcoat about his ears as he hurried sleet and hammering so past the gleaming portâ€"holes of the the Anrgmeric roaring saloon accommodation to the bridge smothor like a maniac s ladder. ‘ ally she took big water "Oh, yes, a very merry Christmas," she lurched uglily, and : he growled. A spray cut him in the her purposeful way thr teeth; and, turning his back, he found ous waves, which towe himself abreast of the saloon scuttles. poised, and fell with m« They were holding high revelry in sistence. He got colder theseâ€"cclebrating Christmas Eve in erable with every succe oldâ€"fashioned style. Since the primâ€" and his thoughts grew & ary cbjective of such as control the the captain had climbed Atlantic Lines is to make pampered and remained tham far It was real Christmas weather in she came over t Lat. 45 deg. North, Long. 20 deg. had metâ€"and West; and through a northâ€"east gale been privileged triumphantly crested with blinding troublesome c> snow, the Argmeric bored a tumultuâ€" hard . waatha» T A Yuletide Story of Love and Peril on the High Seas UNSEEN PERILS. H n the anue IN THE NIGHT WATCH +1 b 1 Christ eep a C vou W simas ILve, the destiny t Merrill, ‘: erunted Mr m 1 lsokâ€"out n, handv. steam1i M in OL was jronic. _ He fturned to his immedtâ€" "Six hours, allowing for this seaâ€" let‘s hope wa float long enough," said the captain. "Wish it would clear!" But the blizzard seemed disposed to increase in violence, and the snow was lthickerr than ever. _ The lifeâ€"boats under Merrill‘s conâ€" trol were ranged along the dockl abreast the saloon portholes and as he let a davit fall clear he glanced through a scuttle. He saw Myra Carâ€" lisle quite near himâ€"almost within touching distance. She had a fancy cap on her head, and Lord Bradley, also wearing a cap, was grimacing for her benofit. Yetâ€"the girl‘s face was not smiling; it was serious, and her ey*s seemed to be looking into the far distance. The merriment within had not subsided to, any degreeâ€"pparently the passengers had no idea what was happening. To Merrill the situation Falling off into the trough of the sea the Angmeric began to roll wildâ€" ly, and the captain ordered a little headway to help the ship ride across the combers. In obedience to his comâ€" mand the wireless sent out an urgent $.0.S.â€"an operator reported on the bridge that it had been received by six ships. The nearest was eighty miles awayâ€"a fifteenâ€"knotter; she was already hurrying to the scene. "Go below, find the pursorâ€"tell himâ€" "All rightâ€"secure those boats!" to keep the fun geing." On his way sounded from the bridge. It was all below Bonrott passod the carponter 1ight; the double bottom was holding; carrying his soundingâ€"rod. \the pumps were coping with the inâ€" _ "Stokehc‘e‘s already awash," reâ€" rush. Only a small portion of the ported the tradesman. Already the plating had been torn away. Care engineers on watch had started the fully handled there was nothing to pumps; and in addition were getting prevent the Angmeric continuing her up steam on the f@onkey boiler, which voyageâ€"with one of the hurrying was situated a deck higher than the â€"rescue ships standing by for emorgâ€" main stokehole. If the water gained ency. Merrill dragged Bradley across below it would drown out the firesâ€"| the deck towards Myra, who still hugâ€" steam was a vital necessity. Presentâ€"| ged the child in her blankets. ly, after getting the carpenter‘s report" "There you are, thenâ€"he‘s safe!" the captain stopped the engines, hopâ€" he said. 4ng that the beat of the pumps would| _ "Don‘t be silly!" said Myra; "what take the place of the thud of the main does his safety matter to me? But machinery and lull any suspicions the when you went after himâ€"" Merrill passengers might have, to rest. He was a sailor and an opportunist. It didn‘t fear the sea, but he did fear might have been something in her face a panic; for he had seen one before, that encouraged himâ€"drenched and when men lost their manhood and, icy cold though he was. fought like wolves about the bomts.| ===s=========umum=cmâ€"â€"Lâ€"â€"â€"â€" The chief officer cameo to the bridge and took ordersâ€"the other officers y3 .t"_ 3 went to their places. About the boats & %’,3‘% the crews gathgredâ€"and picks were %’%fi%vi brought into play to free them of o 2. css |_ "Hailâ€"speedâ€"slow!" ordered the captain. "See if we‘re damaged, Merâ€" rill." _ Merrill immediately applied himself to the engineâ€"room telephone and sent the spare quartermaster to rous> out the carpenter. With action at hand, he was the keen seaman, no longer the dreamer. "She‘s holed for‘ard of the boilers, gir," ho reported. Music still sounded from the ventilator, and with it a burst of happy laughter. "That‘ll be Santa Claus showing up," said the skipper. "Midnight, isn‘t it? Funny! Send the hand to boat stations quiet-g ly, in case. No panic, see* We can‘t sink all at onceâ€"vlenty of time. All handsâ€"quictly!" Ho was a good man, in command of the sitnation that might be terribly desperate. He was | in midâ€"Atlantic, with a shin whose bottem plating had been torn away like wet paper; it was blowing a blizâ€" zard and down below were a thousand human beings, relying on him for conâ€" tinued existence. As Merrill slipped. away, the captain said ‘to Bennott:, "Go below, find the pursorâ€"tell him : to keep the fun geing." On his way , below Bonrott passod the carponter carrying his soundingâ€"rod. | "Wreckage!" cams from the lookâ€" out forward. That gave an answer to the immediate problem. It couldn‘t be floating icoâ€"the floos and bergs were all locksd up in the icsbound Arctic. It couldn‘t be an ordinary collision; the impact was rot harsh enough. A dareâ€" lict, of courseâ€"a slinking, stealthy cnemy, trodi>n ruthlessly underfootâ€" but stinging as it went under, too. For through the riot of sound two ears torn r "It‘s Cearing a bit, sirâ€"" | "My Codâ€"what‘s that?" It was a thin, scared hail from the bow look-l out, and following it came a sick ahlldâ€", cor that shook the ship throughout h-er. hurrying longth. She seemed to pause« in her stride, stagger. and then race forward with added impetus as thcmghI angry at the check. | "How‘s she doing now?" asked the sk‘pper, ones more mounting to the lockâ€"out. smother like a maniac ship. Occasionâ€" ally she took big water over forward; she lurched uglily, and she shouldered her purposeful way through tumultuâ€" ous waves, which towered high, and poised, and fell with monotonous perâ€" sistence. He got colder and more misâ€" erable with every succeeding minuts, and his thoughts grew gloomier. Twice the captain had climbed to the bridge and remained them for long spells to yarn about the good times below ; then had gone back to the warm, lit saloon, to feast his eyes on Myra Carlisle‘s radiance, if he so de:ivred. Merrill felt he hated everyone so privilezed. 4 dollars. He was glad he had fallen in love with her before he knew that. He dwelt on his feclings for the girl during three bleak hours of driving sleet and hammering svindthrift, with she came over the gangway their eyes had metâ€"and liagered. Then he‘d troublesome dock chair, before the hard weather began; and they‘d spoken half a dozen words together. He didn‘t know then that she was the Miss Carlisle whose uncle had died in Chicago and left her a cool million ad tly heard ths screech of to helvo her with a through the ng to the It was a bow Iook-; sick shudâ€"| was a sailor and an opportunist. It might have been something in her face that encouraged himâ€"drenched and icy cold though he was. _ "Oh, good girl!" cried Merrill, and . dashed away, to help restore order. _ He saw Bradley attempting to climb ; into a boat, his mouth wide open and his eyes staring. He saw a quarterâ€" master in the boat lift a stretcher threatcningly; and the menace of the ’imper.ding blow caused Bradley to miss his hold; he emitted a highâ€" pitched shrick, and disappeared beâ€" tween the boat and the ship‘s sideâ€" down into the Atlantic. His scream pierced â€" the *+umultâ€"and Merrill, glancing rourd, saw Myra‘s face ashen white in the glow of the decklights.‘ | She had seen Bradley go overbcard. "So that‘s it," he thought. "Wellâ€"*" He didn‘t hesitate. To the quartcr-l master who had threatened the blow he yelled: "Lifebuoy!" and, joining his hands, he dived overside into the noisy smother. The lifebuoy smacked | l the sea beside him as he emerged from the dive, but he gave it no immediate heed. He could see a dark speck in the froth; he swam towards it, and‘ caught Bradley as he was going under. Bradley clawed at him wildly; Merâ€" vrill hit him under the jaw so that he fell limp. Then he gripped him and ewam srongly for the lifebucy, to which was attached a line. They wore hauled abcard roundlyâ€"amid cheers from those calm enough to estimate that rescue at its worth. SENOR FORESTI, OF ITALY, FAILS TO LOWER SPEED RECORD Hie was trying for a speed record at Pendine, England, when his car skidded and turned over. It was comâ€" pletely wrecked, but he and his mechic escaped with a fow scratches and bruises. M A child ran blindly past, screaming â€"a rush of humanity overthrow itâ€" as the ship rolled it stumbled towards tho side, where the boats had hung protectingly, but where row was a gap. Myra saw itâ€"and casting off her blankets, she ran, cau ht the mite just as it tottered on the brink; brought it back to her alcove, and draped it in the blankets. | "I don‘t think I am," she saidâ€" "now!" She looked squarely at him as sho spoke; and something in her eyes made Merrill proud of her. RESCUE. "Wait!" he said; and burst his way to the boat, returning with some blanâ€" kets, which he draped about hor. "Don‘t be ecared." "Might be!‘" he said curtly. "I‘ll look after you, though. Best go below, thoughâ€"plenty of time!" He opened the companionway doorâ€"as he did so he was thrust aside by a suddenly panicked mass of humanity, led by Bradley. There is nothing so conâ€" tagious as fearâ€"and terror ran broadcast through the Angmeric that midnight. as ho dashed back into the cabinâ€" screaming: "I sayâ€"they‘re clearing the boats away!" seemed a girl who could bear the truth. ato boatâ€"feeling curiously sick at heart. As he did so the companionâ€" way door opered; and Lord Braadley and Myra emerged on deck. She had thrown a cloak over her evening frock; but Bradié; wa;co.'t- "Let‘s have a look at the jolly old night!" Merrill heard him say in his highâ€"pitched voice. "By joveâ€"I sayâ€" look hereâ€"what‘s happening " The deck lights showed his face whitening, his mouth opering. Merrill made a quick leap, his arm outstretched; but he missed the rabbitâ€"faced youngster "Damned foolâ€"damned fool!" said Merril!l; and turned to meet Myra‘s "Is there danger?" she asked. mss e . en e les .ls it o. y * . mnll, o. o+ T mieans.... .o grzsighs . § y a" NE o l c o wl ol o on W *&V‘* 3 muo onl $ e utd A Spill At 150 Miles Per Hour Christianity is not a philosophy but a religion; not a doctrine but a life. The book is several inchos thick. After deduction of the cost of the book and plaque, the rest / of the money collected will be used to build a monument to Nungesser and Coli, the French aviators who were lost on a transatlantic flight shortly beâ€" fore Lindbergh‘s feat, and to Comâ€" mander Mouneyres and Captain St. Romain, who also lost their lfres in a transatlantic flight. The French Aeronautic League, which opened a subscription a few days after Lindbergh‘s New Yorkâ€"toâ€" Paris flight for "The man who sucâ€" ceeded and also those who had failed, paying with their lives," announced that the flying colonel will receive as a Christmas present from the French, through the American Embassy in Paris, the Grand Plaque of gold of the Aeronautic League of France, and also a golden book bearing the signaâ€" tures of all subscribers. "France‘s aeronautics suffer from such a state of affairs. I leave you to jJudge what impression is created abroad by the apparent indifference of our large dailies to the great deeds of our pilots." ‘"While numerous Paris nwspapers are printing‘ on the first page the very interesting and deserving (it is true) flight of Lindbergh from Washâ€" ington to Mexico, the 3,500 kilometer flight of Costes and Lebrix from Rio Janetro to Santiago, Chile, including the crossing of the Andes range, is disposed of on the third page by a few lines inserted between the police news. & M. Fontant, in a letter to Franz Reichel, President of the Association of. Sporting Writers, says: Aeronautics Chief Criticizes Press for Underemphasizâ€" ing Costes and Lebrix Flight Paris.â€"Complaint that the French newspapers are giving too much pubâ€" licity to Colonel Lindbergh‘s achieveâ€" ments, and are disregarding the flights of Dieudonne Costes and Joseph Lebrix in South America, is made by Arthur Fontant, lnapector‘ Directorâ€"General of Areonautics and | Aerial Transportation. | SAYS LINDBERGH‘S FEAT BLINDS FRENCH TO OWN "‘Topping Christmas!" he -rejoiced; "Ohâ€"topping!" ~â€"From "Ideas." smile was no longer pale. "And this child will perish of coldâ€"â€"" She fled below, leaving Merrill grinning vaâ€" cantly into the snowâ€"filled night. of cold!" possecsive. "And I‘m just a woman!" she said, with a pale laugh. "If we‘re safe you must get dryâ€"you‘ll catch your death "Do you meanâ€"â€"?" said Merrill, suddenly glowing. "I‘ve been wonihring when you were going to6 ask me!" she said, and her "I thought it was him," he said unâ€" grammatically. "That‘s why I saved hil'x).â€"ft_»r_ you! Butâ€"I‘m just a sailor." "Warzamatter, ain‘t the plant closin‘ down?" "Yeh, but every year I gotta play Santa Claus for the Church." "Ready fot the helidays, Bili?" ‘‘Holidays me eye. I‘m jes gettin®‘ ready for gsome real work." ONTARIO ARCHIVES ToRrontTto A FAT MAN‘S TROUBLES Already she was womanly nenitls axy oc mea 13. ooo Ti ces Te 1 Ap . oPovennini o is S en . T +; tE oo( oh. 4 td Pecan Cutlet. 'them, then putting them in the meat Put enough nuts through the food,Dan and roasting them until ""”‘ chopper to make two cups, add to ‘Serve around the meat or fowl. them an equal quantity of bread | ?""“: Timbales crumbs, two beaten eggs, one cup of . Peanut timbales are made by mixâ€" milk or cream, a teaspoon of salt and ‘"8 OD® Senerous nm.of chU})l>'-r peaâ€" pepper to taste. _ Make into one DUtS three cups of siewed tomatoes, ’large or smaller cutlets, flour and "&!f a cup of cream, the yolka of two cook in hot fat. Serves five or six. °88 and the whites of one vgg,- Beat Serve with overlapping slices of peel. We season with ““,t and pepper and ed orange previously heated in the half a teaspoon each ot'suga‘: and pan in which the cutlet was cooked, minced _ onfon, Bake in timbale molds set in a pan of hot water. Garâ€" Nut Chowder ’nlsh with chopped ripe olives. Six __Put half a pound of mixed nut servings. meats through the food chopper and French Chestnuts allow them to simmer in a quart of| In France, the land where chestâ€" water for an hour and a half. Peel ‘nuts are so much used, they aro often and dice three mediumâ€"sized potatoes !served this way: Shell and blanch and turnips and a goodâ€"sized °fl10n-'one pound of chestnuts, then stew Have ready two cups of canned tomaâ€" in stock until tender. Melit one heapâ€" toes. Strain the nut meats, Gaving ing tablespoon of butter in a pan, fry the water in which they boiled. Line with it one small sliced onlon, one the bottom of a kettle with a hyeriumll sliced sour apple, ons table of potatoes, add a layer of turnips and |epoon of curry powder and a teaâ€" onion with a sprinkling of thyme, spoon of chutney. Add one tableâ€" sweet marjoram, chopped parsley and spoon of flour blended with one cup salt, then a layer of tomatoes and last of stock and cook until the apple is of all a layer of nuts. Continue the soft strain and add one teaspoon of layers in this order until the ingrediâ€"|leman julce, half a teaspoon of sugar reâ€"mmzmznoooâ€"ooâ€"woâ€"â€"â€"â€"wâ€"â€"â€"â€"=â€"â€"» land simmer the chestnuts in this un til they have absorbed the flovar. 29y i aply,s Serve in a mound surrounded with (1 2 . CtS O tA0 TV| _ |botled rico and garnish with sprigs of %»f&%fim&% _ _ |parsley, â€" Enough for four or five. l o e Creamed Wainuts itcl Wws tok * Blanch one pound of shelled Engâ€" ?V% :fié"fl“ * lish walnuts, keeping them in as porâ€" ;%* Li o eSE fest halves as possible. Cook the y s> . &g,gf@“x nut meats slowly for twenty minutes 3229 W 0 53| .. |in water to which has been added a § s E: & small slice of onlon, a clove, a bit of T t al, e s T bay ieaf, & staik of celery, pepper and hA s * e n salt. _ Drain from the stock when ygas a__ ts the meats are tender and cover with s se t e s1 a rich cream sauce. Serves four or ’ This is the time to cook with nuts. The height of the nut season brings walnuts, pecans and chestnuts to street stands and market houses. On a crisp, frosty morning this dish is welcome for breakfast. Sift together one cup of cornmeal, half a cup of fine grits and a scant teaspoon of salt, then scatter gradually into a quart of fast boiling water. Stir until smooth and cook in a double boiler two hours, then stir in one <up and a half of chopped nutsâ€"peanuts, pecans, chestâ€" puts or walnutsâ€" and pour into a greased pan. When cold and firm slice and fry and serve a plece of fried apple on the top of each slice. Nut scrapple and enough for five or six servings. Ignoring altogether the Druid and Norse mythology, in which the mistleâ€" "Many a manly heart is light, Many a roseâ€"decked bosom heaves Under the gleam of the berries bright Bet in the cluster of spearâ€"shaped leaves. What is the use of the mistletoe now? What can its purpose be? Only Ahisâ€" Honor the old Druidical bough, : It gives such a charming excuse for a kiss" _ True, a good many parties of merryâ€" hearted young folk get a good deal of pleasure out of their Christmas Eve expedition to buy seasonable greenery but it is nothing to compare with the joy of cutting it for oneself, Alas! for a romance of the mistletoe, this age is a prosaic one and yet perhaps, after all, there is little romance left in it yet, for quaint old custom serves still as a steppingâ€"stone to other things. ‘This has been expressed by a modern versifier: "We‘ll twine the fresh green holly toe plays a not unimportant part, we wreath turn to its English history, and it is And make the Yule log gliow; doubtful whether anyâ€"plant has ever And gather gaily underfneath been regarded as having so good ; The glistening mistletos." qualities. Culpepper says it is good ( ; "for the grief of the sinew, itch, sores, _ A plant that was the object of |toothache, the biting of mad dogs, and veneration by the Druids before ever of venomous beasts"; and before him the _ Romans set foot in Britain; that Johnson, another herbalist, had set was later regarded as a healâ€"allâ€"a forth its virtues in quaint fashion: panacea for all ills; that was worn as , "Daily experience showeth this plant an amulet against witchcraft and kinâ€" ’to have no malign, nor poisonous, but dred evils, has certainly a claim to |rather a contraire, facultie, being freâ€" be considered romantic, quite apart |quently used in medicines against the from its presentâ€"day significance. The |epilespise . . . if it be used in out days of which Sir Walter Scott wrote |ward applications, it draweth humor when : from the deenest narts af tha hadw are over as far as most of us are conâ€" cerned, for the golden bough comes to us from afar in crates of a hundredâ€" weight each. It is a case of faring forth to the market nowadays and bargaining for a bunch of "missel." "Forth :r the woods did merry men go To g..her in the mistletoe." Nut Dishes The Romance of the Mistletoe N NE a n teates in Pudding pass the time ol day, ’ This chooolate nut pudding is do-lm "Tuecs 1 hare & Wrojeccie, * Mcious, _ Mix one cup of soft bread ‘: e pI m“"fl"“'l’ that crumbe with two. cups of scalded It Y:huhu::hm milk, add one cup of chopped nuts, o 'DI Jol half a teaspoon of sait, two well beat. intrand en egg youks, threefourths of a cup ww wâ€"â€"â€"@emâ€"~_â€"_â€"â€" of esugar, the juice and grated rind of| "Doos my boy," inquired the parent °M1°"°‘om'“fl¥“‘3“m,wunn.mmhm of the egge, two squares of chooolate| one direction?" "Yenm, sir," said thp meited and one tablespoon of cream.‘gercher, ‘"He gives every indication Pour into & well buttered mold, bake of being a captain of industry somb half an ‘hour and servo with sweet | gay, He gets the other boyw to do ened whipped eream. all his work for him." [ in Salad Chestnut and grapefruit is very atâ€" tractive, especially if made with French chestnuts, Boll the blanched nuts twenty minutes in saited water and chill. Then mix with equal amounts of grapefruit and chopped celery, Berve with mayonnaise dressing fiavored with tarragon vine French Chestnuts In France, the land where chestâ€" nuts are so much used, they are often served this way: Shell and blanch one pound of chestnuts, then stew in stock until tender. Melt one heapâ€" ents are all used, then pour in the stock, which should be boiling hot. Simmer thirty minutes, add a plat of milk and thicken with a little flour and butter if desired. Serves six, Wainut Loaf Grind a cup of English walnuts, add to them two cups of bread crumbs, 'one-t.llrd of a cup of butter melted in «half a cup of hot water and one well | beaten €egg. Form into a loaf and bake in a buttered pan half an hour, basting with a tablespoon of butter ‘land a half a cup of water. . Remove to a hot plate and turn into the pan two cups of crushed pineapple. When it is browned lightly serve it around the loaf. Serves four or five. With Meat ’ A bit of tastiness is addedto roast. er fowl or meat of any kind by boiling chestnuts half an hour, skinning them, then putting them in the meat pan and roasting them unti{ brown. iServe around the meat or fowl. f Peanut Timbales _ Peanut timbales are made by mixâ€" ing one generous cup of chopper peaâ€" nuts, three cups of stewed toma!oes., half a cup of cream, the yolksa of two eggs and the whites of one egg. Beat well, season with salt and pepper and half a teaspoon each of sugar and minced _ onifon, Bake in timbale molds set in a pan of hot water. Garâ€" nish with chopped ripe olives. Six servings. "Now with bright holly all the temples strow, With laure!l green and sacred mistleâ€" toe." } Mistletoe has been used as a Christâ€" mas decoration for centuries, as Coles in his "Knowledge of Plants," publishâ€" ed in 1656, writes: "It is carryd many miles to set up in houses about Christmasâ€"time when it is adorned with _ a white _ glistening berry." Though it was used by the Druids for sacred purposes, it has nearly always been banned by the church, even if Gay does say in his "Trivia"; of vrenomous beasts"; and before him Johnson, another herbalist, had set forth its virtues in quaint fashion: "Daily experience showeth this plant ’to have no malign, nor poisonous, but [rather a contraire, facultie, being freâ€" quently used in medicines against the epilespise . . . if it be used in out ward applications, it draweth humor from the deepest parts of the body, spreading and dispersing them abroad and digesting them. It ripenâ€" eth hard swellings behind the ears and other impostumes, being temperâ€" ed with rosin and a little quantity of wax. . . . It hath been most credâ€" ibly reported unto me that a few of the berries of the mistletoe bruised and strained into oyle and drunken . have presently and forthwith rid of grevious and sore stitch." | The latter says pertinently that the Almighty must have had some "noâ€" bler purpose for the beautiful plant than barely to feed thrughes, and be hung up superstitiously to drive away evil spirits. Even Bacon testifies to its medictnâ€" al virtues, and Sir Thomas Browne and Sir John Colbach (who wrote a learned essay on the mistlotoo both regard it as a remedy for epilepsy. When liftment and commissionaires begin to show some deference, And e‘en the copper on his beat will And waiters will reserve the seat for know, they can‘t do any harm" When all my nephews juvenile decide to drop a card to me, And seem to show about my health solicitous alarm; When my dear wife begins to serve up delicacies barred to me, When the local stationmaster holds the train back one more second, And thus enables me to catch the nineâ€"fifteen to town; When the chap that takes the tickets â€"a chap I‘ve always reckoned As a saturnine old imageâ€"says "Good morning, Mr. Brown"; A common remedy is to take an old tooth brush and scour the legs with warm soapy water to remove as much as possible of the Incrustation. ‘Ther rub kerosene ofl or commercial coal tar dip up under the scales to destroy the parasites. The scaly leg mites spread from bird to bird along the roosts and when the roosts are conâ€" stantly protected from red mites with oll or disinfectant, it also seems to retard or prevent the appearance of scaly logged birds in the flock. Bcaly legs are caused by parasites which burrow under the scales on the hen‘s legs. The irritation caused by their biting produces small blisters which break and the serum in the blisters driea on the legs. ‘The conâ€" stant accumulation of this scaly maâ€" terial fAnally bulges out the scales on the legs and gives the enlarged disâ€" eased appearance. very good method for remedying a house that is damp or cold or for conâ€" verting an old building into a satis factory poultry house. Preventing Scaly Legs. I have a flock of chickens that have terrible scurvy legs. I would like to know if there is anything that could be done to cure it.â€"E. W. thusiastic. . So far no trouble has beea renorted as to its harboring mites where the house is sprayed with a germicide and the straw is changed once a year or so. It is a The covering of straw lets the foul air and moisture go out slowly and escape through gratings or louvers in the ends of the attic above, while sufâ€" ficlent fresh air comes in through cracks and other parts of the straw loft, and thus a very satisfactory amount of ventilation is obtained and stlll the house kept a little warmer than the outside air. Users have obâ€" served that the straw loft house 4s warmer in winter and cooler in sumâ€" mer than where it is not used and those who have tried 1t are quite enâ€" By the way, the fact that no soft shelled eggs have been perceived is not a guarantee that one‘s hens have not been laying them. Many hens, and roosters, too, seem to be possessâ€" ed of cannibalistic instincts, and have been known to devour soft shellâ€" ed ogge directly after they were laid. Straw Loft For Poultry House. One of the interesting developments in poultry housing is the rapid proâ€" gress the straw loft poultry house has made within the last year or two. A great many of the poultry specialists have approved this type of house and it 1s gaining in favor rapidly. Almost any shape of house can be adapted to this type, the essential thing being to have an open celling or mow about 61, to 7% feet above the floor and have this covered with 12 to 18 inches of clean straw. It is usual to have a tight floor above the roosts, with the straw loft above the rest of the floor. the time. If the hons have been layâ€" ing soft shelled eggs, it will correct this condition and result in marketâ€" able eggs with thick, tough shells, If the hens have been producing only a normal number of egge, it will proâ€" fitably increase the egg yieldâ€"30 cggs or so more is the average annual inâ€" crease per hen. The best and only way to make sure that omn@‘s hens are obtaining sufâ€" fclent calclum carbonate is to keep crushel oyster shell before them all In nine cases out of ten, a hen lays soft sholled eggs because there is a lack of calcium carbonate in her diet. This mineral is really pure eggshell material. ‘Therefore, its absence from the diet results in either thin shelled ©ggs or eggs with no shell at all Of course, calcium carbonate is generally present in the food and water given to the hen, but there is seldom enough to satisfy her neods. _ Probably oneâ€"of the most annoying things in the poultry business is the frequent laying of soft ebelled O€g8 by.muporhou.oronnonlyou hen. It is a sign that something is unprofitably and radically wrong with the hensâ€"something taht should be righted immediately. And as for the eggs themselves, they are perfoctly useless and merely represent a loss in good food. * Soft Shelled Eggs. Poultry Notes