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Show Winners in Cake Recipe Contest rr : n"y"r fl i- -h ""xgw" " i Some of the Prlze-Winnl- Cakes Baked In the Experimental Kitchen Laboratory of C. Houston Goudiss. Mrs. Grace H. Peterson, Box 335, Amherst, Wis.; Mrs. Cecil Skin-ner, Bedford, Wyo.; Mrs. Joe Fur-nace, 317 West Twentieth St., South Sioux City, Neb. Magnificent Cakes Entered. The Judges report that they have never seen a finer collection of cakes assembled at one time. Be-cause almost all the cakes wera so exceptionally good, it was ex-tremely difficult to choose the win-ners. But a most careful scoring system was used, and the cakea were checked for general appear-ance, Including shape, size and crust, both color and character; flavor, including odor and taste; lightness; crumb, including tex-ture, rated as to its fineness, ten-derness, its moistness and elas-ticity, and its color and the grain. C. Houston Goudiss has said that ha regrets that every woman who entered the contest could not win a prize. He offers his con-gratulations to the winners and his thanks to the many other homemakers who helped to make this Cake Contest such a splendid success. THE home economists on the of the Experimental Kitchen Laboratory, maintained in New York city by C. Houston Goudiss, who conducts our "WHAT TO EAT AND WHY" se-ries, have reached their decision concerning the prize winners in the recent Cake Recipe Contest. Winners have already been noti-fied and have received their checks. The first prize of $25.00 went to Mrs. D. F. Kelly, 1004 Charles St., Whitewater, Wis. Second Frize Winners. The five second prizes were awarded to Mrs. H. Harshbargen of 2427 Fifth Ave., Altoona, Pa.; R. A. Williams, 12075 Rosemary Ave., Detroit, Mich.; Mrs. C. A. Burns, Box 788, Oakland, Miss.; Miss Sadie Cunningham, Avon-mor- e, Pa.; and Mrs. Laura Meyer, 107 Pleasant St., Plymouth, Wis. Third Prize Winners. Mrs. T. H. FJone, Flaxville, Mont.; Mrs. Lester Ralston, 127 South Judd St., Sioux City, Iowa; Mrs. Harry A. Kramer, 16 Marin Road, Manor, Calif.; Mrs. F. D. McDonald, Route 1, Amherst, Tex-as; Vera Tygar, Commodore, Pa.; Mrs. George Ahlborn, R. D. No. 1, Mt. Pleasant, Pa.; Mrs. B. A. Robinson, Box 578, Emmett, Ida-ho; Jean Guthrie, 4712 Campbell St., Kansas City, Mo.; Mrs. Wal-ter Richter, Bonduel, Wis.; Mrs. P. C. Blakely, Alden, Mich. Honorable Mention. Emogene Williams, Damon, Texas; Mrs. Simon Moen, Norma, N. D.; Mrs. Dick Collins, Mason-vill- e, Iowa; Mrs. B. F. Herman, Box 1118, Crosby, Miss.; Mrs. Paul Lorenz, P. O. Box 225, Strathmore, Calif.; Mrs. S. S. Ar-ent- z, Simpson, Nev.; Mrs. Vida Hilger, Box 257, Rockland, Mich.; AROUND rHE HOUSE Light and Heavy Salads. Orig-inally salads were made of greens with a light but restful dressing. Gradually they were modified to fit the occasion. Fruits, cheese, eggs, fish, and meat are now put into salads and used as the main dishes at luncheon and supper. A good rule to follow is to use light salads with heavy meals, heavy salads with otherwise light meals. Soaking Clothes. Do not soak clothes so long that the dirt is distributed through the fabric and gives an ugly color to the clothes. If soaking in hot water, never al-low the water to become cold be-fore washing. If you are going to soak the clothes over night, be sure the sudsy water is cold, else your clothes will be a poor color. Starching Curtains. Some laun-dresses claim that if curtains are dry before being starched they will keep clean longer. Moths Like Soiled Cloths. Moths do not attack clean woolen articles as readily as soiled ones. Drying Striped Blankets. When drying blankets that have col-ored stripes, hang them bo that the stripes era perpendicular to the ground; any dye that runs is then less apt to go into the rest of the blanket. Tarnished Silver. Moist table salt will remove egg tarnish from silverware. Filling Nail Holes. A mixture of sawdust and glue can be used to fill nail holes lii woodwork. The Right Vase. It is so im-portant to note the colors in the vase and the colors of the flowers to be put into it and be sura they are in their proper settings. The right type and color of vase in contrast to the blossoms is what completes the picture. For the Tourist's Comfort. Lit-tle things that make a tourist room more comfortable are: a metal waste basket, ash trays, a drinking glass, a bedside mat to step on, a towel rod, and a pitcher of cool drinking water. Hemming Curtains. Hems and rod casings of curtains should be made the same width so the cur-tains may be reversed to distrib-ute the wear. JQfTrffiRIVERof SKULLS limW 'h George Marsh t ft 9 PENN PUBLISHING CO. WNU SERVICE 6. the desk behind the counter he where busied himself with an account book. So she's been here, surmised Cameron. Berthe knows Mrs. Han-bur- y came to my house. Rivard's lost no time telling her mother some wild lie about that call. There's lit-tle chance (or me now. with Berthe Finishing with the Indian. Gabriel Dessane approached Alan and gave him a hearty handshake. "How are you, Alan? They tell me vou got the dogs you were after. Come outside where I can talk to you." In the empty clearing Dessane be-gan: "You start with the police this week McQueen tells me. That is good!" "Good?" protested Alan. "I can't help myself, can I?" "No, but your going to Whale put yourself in a bad light here, Alan. Everyone thinks you met this "Do you?" Alan looked hard at the kindly Frenchman. "You say you did not. For me that is sufficient." The other smiled inscrutably into Cameron's level "Just what did you come to Fort George for?" he countered. "Are you here with McQueen on this man hunt, or is there something else?" She laughed boisterously at his question, and totally unfamiliar though he was with women of the world, he caught a ring of hard-ness, of callousness, in her voice. "I'm a special agent of the govern-ment at Ottawa," she went on and her voice suddenly softened with suggestion, "but I'd swap secrets with a man as as handsome as Alan Cameron." She rose from her chair and stood in front of him, her knee touching his, as she looked down at him possessively. "Now if you'll tell me where you left Mc-Cor- I'll tell you just why I happen to be here." As he watched her, hoping that, In her brazen she would carelessly say too much, she suddenly placed both hands on his shoulders, and gazed trium-phantly down at him as if already she had won. But he smiled in-wardly at her easy assumption of victory. So the rude hunter of fur was now supposed to tell all he knew when the perfumed lady from SYNOPSIS vounB trappr. Noel. d R"h' husky ' in vain for the L? ca iP in the deso-- of Northern Can-:- S :verScs destroyed by wol-- ! 1 Z forced to subsist on "eyHi amaz-ed- , to a V come, S in the wilderness !: 'L where they are greeted with a gun. Intro- - - AfSw John McCord. hunter. t?Ju Alan if he dares go ' "J ye" to the River of S Sinking Lakes, where Mufi to have been before IVord the daughter, who had 1 to the wilderness wins devotion of Rough. On for Fort ' 7rf Suddenly tells him to i: some dogs, and to keep ,S to questions. He gives warning him not to show ' rJoree and promises to ex-- E ,7 Returned to Fort George. , McQueen and Slade. Pro--- L with Arsene Rivard, clerk. , rival for Berthe Dessane. ' he ii In love. The two police " , for l KUide to the Big River Accidentally Alan drops one s bills arid wnpn questioned, jd eot It from Neil Campbell. had saved at Whale River Selore. He realizes he must Hi! lie by going north and 'riiell before anyone else has te to talk to him. Berthe's Alan the police are after a for murder, and have hired J Dessane stood for a time with knit brows, seemingly groping deep in his memory. "I recall, now, an old Naskapi once told me about a River of Skulls where there had been a battle between the Huskies and the Indians," he answered. "They exterminated each other. And their spirits now moan in the gorge near which the fight took place. He said some of the bones and skulls are still found along the shore. But the Indians were afraid of this moaning gorge, Manitou Gorge, the Gorge of the Spirits, as they called it, and most of them avoided it." "Was this river far in the interior, south of Chimo?" "Oh, yes, deep In the caribou bar-rens. He said it was a branch of the Koksoak, but no white man has ever been there. It's a country where even the Indians starve when they miss the deer migrations." Alan bade the trader good-by- , then, braving the stony face of Ma-dame Dessane, went dejectedly to say his farewell to Berthe. At the door where once he had been wel-come he was kept waiting by what, judging from the sound, appeared to be a heated argument, punctured by the shrill voice of his friend, little Manon. At last the door was opened by Berthe. "I am leaving In a few days," he said, probing her dark eyes in an attempt to read her thoughts. "I've come to say good-by- , Berthe." "Come in, Alan," she said, with a faint smile. "Berthe," he began, "I can't go, with you feeling this way! It's all Rivard and this woman, I know. You don't understand what she's up to." "I understand this much," the girl retorted bitterly. "She was at your house. She boasted to Madame Mar-tin, at the Northern Trading Com-pany, that she had twisted you round her little finger," Berthe flung back caustically, her black eyes snapping as blood flushed her dark face. There were tears in his eyes as he watched her wrestle with pride and doubt and the loyalty of years. "Oh, it's not that! You're wrong! It's not this woman!" she protested. "It's your suddenly going up the coast when ynu'd been away so long! You went to see Neil Camp-- ! bell! You know you did! Everyone believes it! It's that you went away and did not tell me the truth. You couldn't care so much for me and do that. It's that I've lost faith in you that's all!" With a sob and a faint "Good-by- , Alan!" Berthe ran from the room. CHAPTER VI There were only a few friends to bid Alan and Noel good-b- y on the beach at the Hudson's Bay Com-pany when they loaded their canoe for the long trip to the headwaters. But, at the Revillon Freres, the en-tire population watched Trudeau and Goyette, McQueen's helpers, with two hired Montagnais canoe-men- , stow the outfit in the two po-lice canoes. Near them, Dessane and Rivard talked to McQueen, Slade and Mrs. Hanbury. Shortly, the police and the woman who had turned Fort George into a hotbed of gossip withdrew from the eyes. "I came to say good-b- to Berthe but she's turned against me. The other night she heard I had talked to Mrs. Hanbury and was jealous. Madame Dessane, Rivard, they've been working on her." Gabriel Dessane raised both arms to the skies in an eloquent ges-ture. "Mon Dieu. what that Ma-dame Hanbury has done at Fort George! My wife to me will speak hardly at all. Tiens! Alan, it is terrible!" Alan smiled at the older man's vehemence. "She tried to get information the night I was here and, three nights ago, she came to my house and and- -" "And what, Alan?" Gabriel Des-sane was interested. "Well, she may be a government agent but" "Go on, Alan." "She tried her best to make me talk. I had nothing to say." Dessane seemed disappointed. He frowned at the distant hills across the great river. "She has been at me to attempt to learn from you if you met this McCord and to find out where. She is a pretty woman, yes a pretty woman," he said with a sigh. "She has made much trou-ble for me." "Now about Rivard," demanded Alan, immersed in his own problem. "You know how I feel toward Berthe. Do do you object to my hoping that some day" The older man placed his hand kindly on Alan's shoulder. "There is much time yet, Alan. You are both young too young. You have your way to make" "But Rivard, he's wasting no time," Alan demurred, vehemently. "Are you his friend or mine?" Dessane's face sobered. "Rivard is sent here by the company. His family has influence. I am help-less. And there is Madame Des-sane! She is very difficult" "I see," replied Cameron, with a shrug. "I'm a poor man a hunter, without a decent home to give her. Rivard will go up in the Company. I see! Well, I'll go and say good-b- y 'heck Alan s story at Whale a, beats the police to Whale route to Richmond to get his i returns to Fort George. afient, a seductive jjry, srrlves by plane, tries nth Wm to tell her the where-McCor- d and his daughter, t.tcome Is Berthe's Jealousy, wer Berthe's coolness, Alan turd of poisoning her mind. ITER V Continued -7- - t to talk with you, Cam-i- d McQueen. Noel with the dogs, Alan cQueen and entered his e policeman took the chair f ed and leisurely filled and m, then asked abruptly, I i we start up river?" I evident that McQueen in-- I ignore the matter of the J iale River, was satisfied, lost of Fort George, that net McCord. For a space I the youth met the other's stare. s irting in about a week," "Are your men strong- - iiey're good river men. I were brought up in a ling for you. There's some water on this river." "hen you're ready to start, cw," said McQueen. M be a month reaching the J, and you'll need three I ruti for you might miss ' w," said Alan, hoping to tiier the police intended n the interior or to return ice. sonths?" laughed the oth-"We'- re traveling in two Hi flour for six months." watched McQueen walk ' Hudson's Bay store he "No, you won't get John What a mess he'd make Slade if you ever met n pride and the desire to, Alan sat in his cabin if when the afterglow had the sky and the rose e river surface had re-fo-the purple dusk. But remained now before his Net John McCord and Wxm would he again see eand the girl who doubt-- "I can't help myself, can 11" Ottawa flashed her teeth, threw back her head and looked at him through her long lashes? Well, he also had some teeth to show. Calm-ly brushing aside her detaining hands, he rose from his chair and, while her brain fought with her of-fended pride as wave after wave of blood stained her face, he calmly lit his pipe. "You you " she choked. "You what, Mrs. Special Agent?" he asked, coolly. Suddenly recovering her poise she stood staring at him in amazement. "You blockhead!" she finally managed to say. She turned to find Rough standing at her elbow, hair erect, his throat swelling in a muffled growl. "That beast! Take that beast away from me!" she cried. "Here, Rough!" commanded Al-an. "You're scaring the lady. Did you think she was going to bite me? I did. Good-nigh- t, Mrs. Han-bury!". he opened the door. "So that's the way a special agent from Ottawa handles the men!" Standing in the doorway he laughed bitterly into the night. He if she'll see me." "You must not forget that you are under a cloud here the police may make serious trouble for you. But Berthe will see you. She is not hap-py. She does not know what to think." Alan started to move away, then turned to the older man. "Oh, I want to ask you a question. When you were at Fort Chimo did you ever hear of the River of Skulls?" group and talked, heads together, in low tones. Then, after hurried good-bys- , the two boats headed for the far shore where Alan, with his four Ungavas running the beach, was riding the flood tide. Later, in front of the Northern Trading Company, a sea-plan- e tax-ied up the river, lifted, then in a long loop returned and passed over the police canoes. (TO BE COSTIM'ED) knew, now, that he could not make his peace with Berthe Dessane be-fore he left Fort George. It was July, the Montagnais "Moon When the Birds Moult," and the trade was at its height at Fort George. Gradually the coast Crees were taking their families to sum-mer fishing camps on the coast is-lands, where the Hearne's salmon, sea-tro- and whitefish were school-ing before ascending the rivers to their spawning grounds, and where the Canada geese, pintail and black duck would flock with their new broods. Remnants of the great ice-floe from Hudson's Straits, Fox Channel and the Bay of God's Mer-cy which had besieged the coast in the spring, now drifted far in the great bay, slowly vanishing under the sun and thrvarm rain winds. The remaining days of his stay were busy ones for Alan. There were supplies to be carefully checked, all of which he bought with his credit at the posts. The money McCord had given him he hid care-fully under the floor of his cabin The extra flour, beans and sugar Noel got through Montagnais. as well as the extra gill-ne- t which might some day, in the heart of the unknown country, save their lives. Fearing the havoc which the tongue of Mrs. Hanbury had un-doubtedly created at the Revillon Freres through the oily Rivard, for days Alan avoided the parting with Berthe. B it at last, hungering for the sight of her face, driven by himself, he the desire to defend went to the Revillon Freres. Gabriel Dessane and Pierre were busy with Indians, so Alan waited until the factor was free. As he lounged against the counter. Arsene Rivard entered the room, saw ai-an-flushed and went at once to "smng at a Montagnais Jan smoked, alone with "ere had been a list of be bought for Heather the Montagnais girls, 'Noel, to avoid suspi-wr- e was extra flour and n and tea, that McCord cacne somewhere before ,7 the unknown tun-- f cache to which they V the caribou failed. fepin thought when the f in the stockade !JSh from his sleep. He f dof. listened, sniffed. fere! Alan Cameron! I re of your dog! I e .Vou!" i fch, throaty voice that r"h Alan the night Company's Wsdnrk brows met 2 e S('nt Roug" to iZ Pe"f1 the door. ?""! Win you come i2inlhow soon m with the I, H;"ibury had been !; and yet hoping. as Lm a government id.rnore of John and ft" ,andle and P'aced I i'311"- She smiled fio!;m Whl,e e leaned jh young man, Mr. ted' you real'ze that l.p,our Putation at iard . 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For "VPT' rmrf xfT-- lie of wln-- j4" 7VW Bare write T " rf Ue vf' Ss MSertCo. "PHERE is a modern air about the colorful roughly woven table mat and the chair cover and cushion 6hown here. Does it sur-prise you to learn that they cost next to nothing? There is a trick in it. The fabric is actually bur-lap sacking with dyed strips of old silk stockings drawn through. of this thread as at B to draw the strip through. NOTE: If you wish to use these weekly articles for reference paste them in a scrapbook, as they are not included in either Sewing Book No. 1 or 2. Book 1, "Sewing for the Home Decora-tor," covers curtains, slipcovers, dressing tables; 48 pages of fas-cinating directions. Book 2 illus-trates 90 embroidery stitches with numerous applications; doll clothes and gift Items. Order by number, enclosing 25 cents for each book desired. If you order both books, leaflet on making crazy quilts, with 36 stitches Il-lustrated, will be included free. Address Mrs. Spears, 210 South Desplaines St., Chicago, 111. 2 RED Bright colored yarns may be sub-stituted for the stocking strips or combined with them if desired. Either plaids or stripes may be worked out, and the best results will be obtained with a simple color scheme such as the one sug-gested here. Dye the stockings before cut- - SALrUK'SEWEST HOSTELRY Our lobby la delightfully air cooled daring toe sammer months Radio tor Every Room A 200 Rooms 200 Bath JJv HOTEL Temple Square Rate Sl.SO to S3.0O The Dotel Temple Square hae a highly dealrable, frlrndly ttmn phere.You will alwayefind itlmmae ulate, aupremely comfortable, and thoroughly agreeable. You ean there fore understand why tbia hotel lei niCDLY RECOMMENDED You can also appreciate wbji lf aatmthairak boefadulttitflunlctlon to slop hoatalry ERNEST C ROSSITER, Mgr. ting. Cut the strips si-in- wide and about an inch longer than the space they are to fill. Taper one end of the strip so that it will pull through the burlap easily. If long strips are needed, cut around and around the stocking spirally instead of lengthwise. Now, draw out one thread pf the burlap; then tie one end of the next thread to the tapered end of the stocking strip as at A. Pull the other end AUNT MAY TILGY'S H Jlfl CV yrrt personal trial and error. We have too ieUiiloUii VsUJloeX V5 much else to do. The experiments, the Lizzie Lowry's Elderflower Cordial . . .Mrs. search for now and better ways take place Horton's Recipe for Crumb-Cak- e . . . Goose- - in million-doll- ar laboratories! To tell you cpreaseOintmentfortheQuinsy.Howcarefully of his success, the manufacturer advertises, they were guarded those faded, handwritten Here, in the pages of this newspaper, is a formulas in heavy old recipe books! Your seasoned section of the old family cook-boo- k, mother and grandmother originated them . . . National advertisers bring you formulas and tried them . . . proved them, then put the recipes perfected by greater experience than priceless results away affectionately for the one family could ever achieve . . . tested by daughter who would some day marry. greater labor than one woman could give in Assurance of excellence does not come, a lifetime. Read them today . . . and rejoice nowadays, by the slow, costly process of that you live in a modern world 1 Neurotics Are Numerous and Make Life Unpleasant for the Rest of the Family Then there are the family dicta-tors who rule by direct methods rather than by appeals to sympathy, and pity. They are fathers and mothers who turn their children either into weaklings or into bitter rebels against authority; wives who browbeat their husbands into apolo-getic "timid souls"; husbands whose wives tremble with fear at their frown. Neurotics are hard to get along with because they find it hard to get along with themselves. Because they are uncomfortable they make others uncomfortable. They haven't really grown up, but get their own way by playing on other people's sympathies or scaring them into submission, just as children do. Whether clinging and sweet or tem-pestuous and domineering, they are family tyrants when allowed to be, and neurotics do make cowards of us all. Those difficult people whom we call neurotics are getting plenty of advice nowadays. But bw about those g ones who have to live with neurotics? Isn't it time they received a little of the aid and comfort that is being passed around? A nervous invalid can reduce a whole family to serfdom-a- nd what can't one do to the family pocket-boo- Countless scores of men and women-m- ore often women-suf- fer from aches and pains for which no physician can find an organic cause. They wander from one doctor to another looking hopefully for the "really under-stands miracle man who my case." Some have "heart spells or gas stummick." or throw a mys-terious on the kind of fit when they are Raymond G. Fuller crossed, writes Magazine. The in Cosmopolitan handy illness flares up in a family just when calmness and emergency, especially needed. efficiency are comes or Jota When moving day breaks his leg, or Aunt Emma ny (or arrives for a visit, a headache sends the fragile one to something) mature members of, Ded while more to carry on. the family have It Was Quite Natural for the Justice to Inquire Mr. Justice Dunne, of the New York State Supreme court, was presiding over an action for dam-ages, when there came this dia-logue : "Did you see the plaintiff knocked down?" "Who, me?" "Yes, you." "No, not me." "Did you see the defendant at all?" "Who, me?" "Yes, you." "No." "Then why are you here?" "Who, me?" "Yes, you." "To see justice done." "Who,' me?" demanded Justice Dunne. Beginning of Billiard! An authority on billiards dates the real start of the game in the United States from Ue year 1859. The first national match was played at Detroit. Mich.. April 12. 1859. |