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Show &ERY Gift Muffs and Furs Netf Christmas lo Pillows COUNTY PROGRESS, CASTLE DALE. UTAH Welcome thp RahO'i " rmrnT7TkTPi?r CLASSICS THE SCARLET LETTER Bt XV iA c v.; - I I , ' i ConJcnotcm (v CurftS. Barton n Uxhultr.Maa. H PI Six Two lovely gifts, with w hich to welThfme wonderful plushes that a.re come the stork, are suggested. They neckl.fiw known as "wool furs" make Christinas time brings out a lot of are a little cap of georgette crepe and Wees and limits that are Just as warm, handsome new pillows, because a and ribbon-frille- d basket durable more they Lst as handsome and are the baby needa suited to containing everything gifts everyone. Above, and of made skins, they than those one made of for his toilette. A set two are pictured, Vie not at all hard to make. taffeta and one of satin changeable Wde of sea plush Is shown here. ribbon. They will suit either living or bed rooms. The circular pillow of taffeta is shirred over cotton cord ano the oblong pillow is edged with a frill silk-line- d For Holding Pins Charm to Ribbon What Women Love s'f? 0 jacket, a boudoir cap, a powder pult and little hand mirror, all owing their chana to lovely ribbons, are gift suggestions appearing above. The jacket and cap are made by setting together strips of narrow satin ribbon and Val lace. A morning NATHANIEL HAWTHORNS J" t There Is a world of pretty nect wear that every woman will love t' receive and almost any woman ca; make. A favorite piece consists of : collar with vestee to match, like tha shown above. The baby will be served and his mother delighted at Christmas time with little gifts convenient for holding safety pins. A doll and a basket ure shown In the picture each suspended by ribbons for hanging them. Little rings attached to the feet, hands and belt of the doll accommodate pins of several sizes. There are assorted pins in the basket j Nathaniel Hair thorne. Americm writer, was born in Salem. Jin sc. July 4. 1S04. His ear llest boyhood days were spent in Salem, but when he was 14 years old, the family moved to Maine. Here the younar lad continued the solitary walks of which he was so fond, hut In thf wllderness.lnstead of the narrow streets of Salem. THvAn at tMa aoiIv date he had acquired a taste tor writing, and carried a little blank book In which he jotted down his notes. After a year In Maine, Hawthorne returned to Salem to prepare for college. He amused himself by publishing' a manuscript periodical, and at times speculated upon the profession he would follow in the future. For some years Hawthorne lived in' Concord, Mass., In the old Manse, and wrote "Mosses from an Old Manse," 'Twice Told Tales" and "Grandfather's Chair." He Joined the Brook Farm colony at West Roxbury, but found that the conditions there suited neither his taste nor his temperament, and he remained but one year. While serving as surveyor of customs at Salem he found among some old papers a large letter "A" embroidered on red cloth, and speculating upon the origin and history of the letter, his Imagination was so stirred, that upon his retirement from office he wrote "The Scarlet Letter." Some other stories of Hawthorne are "The Blithedale Romance," "The Wonder Book." "The Snow Image." "Septimus Felton" and "The Dolltver Romance" were left unfinished at the author's death. He died at Plymouth. N. H., on the 19th of May, 1864. and five days later was burled at Sleepy Hollow, a beautiful cemetery at Concord where he used to vniv imitir h pines when living at the old Manse. uver nis grave is a simple stone. Inscribed with the single word, "Hawthorne." summer morning over two ago the grass plot before the Jail In Prison Lane was occupied by many of the Inhabitants of Boston. The door opened and the town beadle appeared followed by a young woman carrying a baby about three months old. On the breast of her gown, In red cloth, appeared the letter A, and It was that scarlet letter which drew all eyes toward her. The place appointed for her punishment was not far from the prison door, and in spite of the agony of her heart, Hester Prynne passed with almost a serene deportment to the scaffold where the pillory was set up, and under the weight of a thousand unrelenting eyes the unhappy prisoner susschool teacher, still striving to teach tained herself as best a woman might. the young Idea how to shoot, Ituth A small, Intelligent appearing man, and I joined in making a big fruit cake. on the outskirts of the crowd attracted To a friend who lind a number of Hester's attention, and he In his turn small children, Uuth sent half a dozen her till, seeing that she seemed eyed Jars of pure honey. . i to recognize him, he laid his finger on I d'Hi't know how many little jars his lips. of jellies and chili sauce and baby Then, speaking to a townsman he pickles a'nd jams tind other preserves said, "I pray you, good sir who is this and condiments we sent along. and wherefore is she set up to To a doctor friend the one who woman, shame?" public to me inhale the for sent country air "You must needs be a stranger, six months I sent two dozfriend," said the townsman, "else you en big, rich duck eggs, quite of Mistress Hester fresh. On each egg I pasted would have heard She-- hath raised a scandal a tiny' sticker, a little Santa Prynne. in godly Master Dimmesdale's church. or Christinas tree or stockThe penalty thereof is tleath, but the ing, or something of that In their mercy, hnve sort. I placed these In a magistracy to stand a. space of three doomed her wire case which holds each hours on the platform of the pillory, egg firmly, marked them and for the remainder of her life to plainly, and they reached the good doctor without a wear a mark of shame In her bosom." "A wise sentence !" remarked the break or a crack. "It Irks me, nevertheless, Every year Ruth's great stranger. aunt sends her something of that the partner of her iniquity should value. This great-aun- t owns not at least stand by her side. But he a string of business blocks will be known he will be known 1" In a big city and keeps a Rev. Mr. Dlmmesdale, a young minlawyer busy attending to ister of high native gifts, who had alher estate. At my suggesready wide eminence In his profestion. Ruth prepared a goose sion, was urged to exhort Hester to refor the ovtiii. stuffed It. sewpentance and confession. Addressing ed it up In a cloth and parkher, he advised that she name her feled it In a box. the low sinner even If he had to step from ' corners of which a high position to stand beside her, she filled with ap- for It was better so than to hide a ples and onions for roasting. This guilty heart through life. not withshe sent to great-aun- t, Hester shook her head, keeping her out fear and trembling. "The very place upon the pedestal of shame with Idea of sending her something to eat." an air of weary Indifference. ' she gasped, "she'll think It That night her child writhed In cona invited an Insult." She and a physician, Mr. Roger vulsions, select few In to dinner, none other than the Chlllingworth, she wrote, and boasted of stranger Hester had noticed in the the "home grown goose crowd, was called. Having eased the straight from my dear baby's pain he turned and said : "Hesfarm." niece who lives on a ter, 1 ask not wherefore thou hast And all her guests raved. Into the pit. It was my folly fallen To friends who had ehil- ! and weakness. What had I a thy dren we sent baskets of native nuts: man of thought to do with youth and walnuts, butternuts, hickory 'nuts, beauty like thine? I might have known chlnnuoplns and the like. We also that in my long absence this would made some delicious molasses kisses, happen.". wrapped them In waxed paper, packed "I have greatly wronged thee," murthem with sprljys of evergreen and mured Hester. sent them along. "We have wronged eTtch other," he If'ytni ttve'ln the maple belt, you answered. "But I shall seek this man If left. some sugar maple surely have whose name thou wilt not reveal, and It Is black, melt It over and recast the sooner or later he must be mine. 1 cakes. They will be ; shall contrive nothing against his life. s llelous. If you have popLet hlra live. One thing, tnou that wast corn, tie up four biiuches, my wife, I ask: Thou hast kept his a It as send nnd a bunch, to six ears name secret. Keep likewise, mine. Let difresent. Country popcorn "tastes husband be to the world as one al! thy I've It does. know ferent," you dead, and breathe not the secret, tasted It. Marlon Aldricu, in The ready above all to the man thou wottest of." Wife. farmer's t "I will keep thy secret as I have his." ONE CHRISTMAS GIFTS FROM THE FARM schoolmate who lives In I had gone to home In the early autumn to board because I bad much writing to do and needed quiet. At the same time I needed the sweet, pure country nlr. When we first bejjnn talking of Christmas, fully six to eight weeks before that date, e Ruth, niy friend, began the Plaint; "1 know I shall get a lot of pretty things from my city friends and " relatives, nnd what on earth can 1 get In this old ark that Is fit to send a the couiitry. : . old-tim- ers. "What are you going to send him?" I asked Huth one day as she mentioned her very wealthy brother who had lived in a distant city for twenty years, and whom she wished to remember. "Oh. dear, Tom has so much money that, anything I could nfford would look cheap?" she complained. "Neckties are silly and 1 don't know the latest styles. I'd love to surprise tola once " them?" "This old nrk" was the village general store, where we were when we 1'roaght up the subject of Christmas LliP Ml giving. "Uuth "with nil I'reston," I answered her. the opportunities you have for making the most delightful, unusual and really worth while gifts, you should worry about about Storekeeper Wiggin's limited stock of rhwse and chewing tobacco." "What do you meant" ' gasped Uuth. well, you In the city, . never lived cooped up In "n apartment, or In a house In a big town vher the nearest woods and nearest garden wn mli "'lal and miles away. Did yon, now?" Shu admitted that she never that you did live In such What would you say If you were to receive a beauti ful little bnby fir tree eighteen inches high, a luscious deep green, growing in a pretty little wooden tub painted deep green? Suppose It came to you carefully wrapped in wet burlap ao that the "press people could see what' It s. and keep It right side upr would be pretty," admitted Ruth. And suppose you lived In a big we'ator apartment with a tiny kltch-e,"tt- e and a new maid every week nr 80 nm' nil the goodies you had yon made yourself or got at a irafe or dug wit of cans with a can opener. Uow "Imagine a Place. ?M you Hke box so to great la a carefully that It couldn't crush or nnd get her to tliinltlng. Soon after that we brought 'op the subject v""e more. 1 Ment hab tKo -- it tar dolliirs' worth nI v.U. " - brear '0 n.M.n'.J "I'lstamg labels, iagS and T 'Make ftfty cooK.es.sucu fashioned big for you ns vour mother used to make were youngsters. and Tom when you one taste-w- ant know how th?y tissue, white In each rlfrl.t now! Wrap on to fas en stick a tiny fancy label them i. Hjr pack the tissue together, them along to bim. In a box and send water!" . m.mth Watch bis she got Uuth did H owl the letter her brother brought the quick brother to her eyes. To my crate of mixed small a 1 sent wife delighted. I s. vegetables. She w, her to use them for them earlv enough There was dinner. be Christinas choice some iii,i,..nl souash. iieeis, can"io onions. potatoes, Zs :1 fat b aUcA- h'ps. . a a dozen cnu-ple- ncara. and . a Uclous crab ap- ed la. . ( bage. some ap: winter little Jar of de-- , tuck-Fo- r pie jelly our old hard ' , Freed from prison nester did not OWN FOOD but established herself In a small cottage Just outside the town, incurring no risk of want for she possessed the art of needlework which provided food for herself and child. She had Writer Tells of Agricultural Ants named the little one "Pearl," as being In Central America. of great price, and little Pearl grew up a lovely child. People wished to take her away and the matter was dis- J4v Really Comprehensive System cf cussed In the mother's presence by "Gardening" aa Weil at KnowlGovernor Bellingham and his guests-R- ev. edge ef Other Trades. RAISE flee, John Wilson. Rev. Mr. Dlmmesdale. and Dr. Chilllngworth. "God gave me the child !" cried lies ter, and turning to the young clergy man, .Mr. Dimmesdale, she exclaimed. "Speak thou for me. Thou wast my pastor. Thou knowest what Is In my heart and what are u mother's rights and how much the stronger they art when4 that mother has hut her chile" and the scarlet letter! I will not loost the child!. Look to It!" "There Is truth In what she says,H began the minister. "There Is a qual Ity of awful sacredness between thlt mother and this child. It Is good foi this poor sinful woman that she hath an Infant confided to her care to he trained by her to righteousness. Let us leave them as providence hath seen fit to place them!" "You speak, my friend, with a strange earnestness," said Roger Chlllingworth, smiling at hlra. "He hath adduced such arguments that we will leave the matter as It stands," said the governor. The affair being so satisfactorily concluded. Hester and Pearl departed. Rev. Mr. Dimmesdale's health falling he consulted Dr. Chlllingworth. Taking him as a patient, the doctor decided to know the man's Inmost nature before trying to heal him. Arrangements were made for the two men to lodge together so that he might be constantly under the doctor's observation. As Doctor Chlllingworth proceeded with his Investigation, begun as he imagined with the integrity of a Judge desirous only of truth, a terrible fascination seized him and Insisted that he do its bidding. He now dug Into the poor clergyman's heart, like a miner seeking gold; and Mr. Dlmmesdale grew to look at. him with an unaccountable horror. Often Mr. Dlmmesdale tried to speak the truth of his past from the pulpit but had cheated himself by confessing his sinfulness In general terms. Once. Indulging In the mockery of repentance, he mounted the scaffold where Hester had stood. There was no danger of discovery for everyone was asleep. Even so he was surprised by Hester and Pearl, returning from a death" bed in the town, and presently by Roger Chillingworth. "Who Is that man?" gasped Mr. Dimmesdale, In terror. "I shiver at him, Hester. Canst thou do nothing for me? I hnve a nameless horror of the man." Remembering her promise, nester was silent "Worthy sir," said the doctor, advancing to the platform, "pious Master Dlmmesdale! . Can this be you? Come, good sir, I pray you, let me lead you home! You should study less, or will grow upon these you." , Hester now resolved to do what she could for the victim whom she saw In her former husband's gripl One day she met "the old doctor In the woods seeking herbs and Implored him to be merciful, saying that she must now reveal the secret of their former relationship no matter what befell. A week later Hester awaited the clergyman In the forest and told him about Roger Chlllingworth and their relationship, bidding him hope for a new life beyond the sea in some rural village. "Thou shalt not go alone," she whispered. Arthnr Dlmmesdale attained the proudest eminence a New England He had clergyman could reach. sermon on the election the preached holiday celebrating the election of a new governor. -- , nlght-wblmsl- es . Hester had taken berths to Eng- land, and on the holiday the shipmaster Informed her that Roger Chlllingworth had booked passage on the same vessel; saying nothing, she turned and stood by the pillory with Tearl. The minister, surrounded by leading townsmen, halted at the scaffold and calling Hester and Pearl to him mounted the scaffold steps. Telling Hester he was a dying man and must hasten to assume his shame, he turned to the market-plac- e and spoke with a yolce that all could hear. ' "People of New England ! At last, at last I stand where seven years since I should have stood. Lo, the scarlet letter which Hester wears I Ye have all shuddered at It I But there stood one in the midst of you, at whose brand of sin ye have not shuddered." ' With a convulsive motion, he tore away the ministerial gown from his breast It was revealed i Then sinking down on the scaffold he died, his nead resting on Hester's bosom. account Afterwards, conflicting arose about the scene on the scaffold. Many testified to seeing a scarlet letter on the minister's bosom, while oth ers denied it, saying that Dlmmesdale' confession Implied no part of Hester'f guilt. t ; Roger Chlllingworth (died, bequeathing his property to Pearl. Hester and Pearl Uyed in England for years, then, Pearl marrying, Hester returned alone to the little dwelling ; by the forest. , Copyright, 1919, by the Post Publishing Co t (The Boston Post). Copyright in th United Kingdom, the Dominions, it Colonies and dependencies, under th copyright act, by the Poet Publishlnt . Co., Boston, Mass., U. S. A. All right! reserved. Houghton, Mifflin Co., authorized publishers. The dark forests of Central America belter a remarkable tribe of agricultural anta, if we are to credit tut , testimony of competent iuvestlgatora. Tbcae are . foresters, road makers, wood choppers and gardener, and t la aaid they actually piuui aul raise all their own food. The traveler In these forests Is surprised to see tunny great trees hulf stripped of their (ullage, and whole tructs of smaller one left completely bare, says a writer In th Christian Science Mouitor. n Everywhere, too, he sees little paths leading In and out front the open country to the center of the forest, and these are covered with buw workers. They run to and fro, sow heavy laden with ; bits of leaf they have torn from the trees, others empty-hande- d on their way to. market. These ants, as a rule, build their neats on the outer edge of the forest, ften under souie big tree. The roads are kept In perfect repair by corps f workers detailed for the purpose-trai-ned civil engineers and road mend-ra- , one supposes, who can do their work Intelligently and well. One can see them picking up stray bits of debris, or earth, clearing the track of everything that might hinder the busy gardeners In their work. What becomes. of all of the green stuff they collect? All the ants In that part of the world could not consume such piles of leaves. The little ants are gardeners, and the leaves are used In their mushroom-beds- . In the first place, they work the green-lea- f substance over Into Uttie brown balls that eventually become a soft, spongy mass, grown over with fungus germs. On close examination, one can see tiny white knobs, the swollen ends of hairlike filaments. These are the mushrooms on which the farming ant lives. An enthusiastic student has made some Interesting experiments with the He placed ants and their garden-truck- . a few ants In a glass dish half-fille- d s with the sort of of which they were fond.- - They made tunnels in the sand, but left the leaves untouched. He repeated the experiment but placed some of the little "ant cabbages" on one of the leaves, and with his forceps lifted one of the Imprisoned ants upon It. The little Insect at once rushed off with the news of food to Its comrades, and all came hur, rying up to taste. . The experimenter then put Into the dish some of the loose ant food found In their nests. It was curious and delightful to watch the busy creatures an they began at once to put It Into order, arrange It In careful piles, and continue the cultivation of the tiny mushrooms. Another scientist found on an aband a large mushroom doned that had evidently been left to grow np from some spores of ant food left In the nest. It was of a handsonio species ; the cap was reddish purple and dotted over with small scales, tho gills were white and the spores of a yellowish color. He planted some of the spores, and they grew thriftily, thus proving that the ants really raise true mushrooms, and can be said to follow the occupation of kitchen-gardeninwell-beate- rose-leave- ant-moun- Destroyers Supreme. "We knew whenever a submarine left a German port, and we kept track of It day by day until It returned home," says Admiral William S. Sims, In the World's Work. "No ever made a voyage across the Atlantic without our knowledge. The submarine was a slow traveler, and required a minimum of 30 days for such a trip; normally the time would be much longer, for a submarine on this long voyage seldom cruises at more than flva knots. Our destroyers and craft were much faster, and could easily cross the Atlantic in ten days. It is, therefore apparent that a flotilla of destroyers stationed la European waters could protect tho American coast from submarines almost as successfully as If It weie stationed at Hampton Roads or Newat port." A Better Show. A "militant," as the really virulent type of advanced woman Is called, sab! to Governor Miller at a charity bail In Albany : "Too men ! We'll take your special privileges from you yet Well eust you from politics, the arts and everj-thin- g else." Governor Miller smiled before the militant's Ire. Then he nodded to ward a group of pretty girls In backless and sleeveless gowns, short skirt and all the other extravagances of the 1021 mode. ' "Oh, I don't know," he said. "As I look around, It seems to cie that the ladles are giving man a better show than he ever had before." . New Wheat Storage Plan. An old suggestion comes from England as to conserving wheat It Is proposed to crush or rough grind wheat, then soften with superheated steam and compress in hard blocks and store until wanted, when a simple crushing process would fit It for flour manufacture. Scientific Aineri- - |