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Show ; Woman's Page Her Side and His Fruit Cake Made Now Will Be Excellent Recipe for Fruit Cake and Suitable Frosting. - MOTHERHOOD. IB Cora Temple moved about her home in a half dream state. It was an In- j descrlbable experience waiting for the call to go down into the Valley II of tho Shadow. Weird hours they Jjjl were. What woman who has passed j through motherhood does not recall ill them with a thrill and sudden tight- J ening of the heartstrings? To Cora nothing seemed quite real. She l seemed suspended between two worlds , HI the would she knew and a new I strange world of knowledge and re-j re-j 1 1 sponsibility which must be reached j l through, uncharted seas of m mystery and pain. j She tried, to keep normal, to fix P her mind on the little commonplaces Hi ' of her domestic life. Fear knocked HI at the door of her soul one moment, HI only to be followed by a wondrous . (II hope and confidence that amounted HI , almost to exaltation. HI Then came the Call. And Cora II Temple entered the realm of primi-HI primi-HI tive womanhood the realm of which I j knows no rank or class, recognizes j no refinements of birth or breeding, jj respects the empress no more than the j peasant, the good woman no more than the bad. In the Valley of the HI ' Shadow all women are equals and HI none is spared. Cora swam through darkness and HI space. Flashes of torture too exquis- I ite for human expression alternated I which "nothing mattered." She felt 1 1 like a person perishing in a snow-'r snow-'r storm; tired and comfortable and ' very, very sleepy. Then again came mJ the furies with their claws of pain d jn and their fiery breath. Darkness de- II - scended and a whirling sense of fall-ml fall-ml ing from a height. Then nothing. HI Presently, very far off, Cora I thought she heard the ticking of a ml watch; or maybe it was the firing of llll guns she couldn't tell. She wasn't llll alive any more. There was nothing t III . to her but spirit, which seemed to i. J be floating about somewhere. It llll , disturbed her to feel so unanchored. llll Ah, there was a voice. If she could HI only locate it and call to it and make j it listen! It came nearer. And j there were lights and moving figures. H She hoped they would see her, but , mi probably they wouldn't, since she had Jl nobody only a mind that floated and 1 llll floated and , ! Well, well, little woman, you're a , mi hrick'and a trump and a, game sport! i mi From my heart I congratulate you. , llll You've as fine a son, madam, as I 1 ever saw. The nurso is asking your ' permission to bring him in." It was Dr. Hartley's voice. The doctor's kind and humorous eyes looked down into hers. The mists cleared. The noises stopped. Full consciousness returned, and Cora felt the reasurrlng pressure of the doctor's hand as he held her wrist and looked at his thin gold watch. "Then I'm really alive and here, and " Her voice sounded odd even to her own ears. She smiled a little and tried to turn her head, but gave up the effort as not worth while, baffled baf-fled at her own weakness yet gradually gradu-ally feeling an Jnward strength and confidence such as she had never known before. "Indeed you are alive; very much so. And so is your husky lad. He's been bawling his head off. Like to see him?" A rush of joy came over Cora. Her baby! Hers! The miracle of it was too vast even to try to contemplate.' Tears filled her eyes as she smiled her answer to Dr. Hartley. He signaled sig-naled the nurse. A lumpy little bundle was laid on her arm. It was very limp and soft and warm, that breathing bundle unlike any other bundle in the world! Cora closed her eyes and held It to her for a moment with all the 'strength she could command. Then, "Bring David," she whispered. "Hurry!" David came, strained looking and stmrrrrHn'r with hfc mrn nmnttrmc "Oh, my darling girl," he breathed. "What a hell to go through " "Hush, Dave, don't say that. It is the most wonderful of adventures!" - oo CAKES. Fruit Cake made now will be sufficiently suf-ficiently ripened for. serving at Thanksgiving time and again during the holidays. The day before baking the cake, prepare the following: Chop two cups blanched almonds and soak in four teaspoons rosowater. Clean and stem one pound raisins and one pound currants. Stone one cup prunes and chop. Add one cup cherries. Spread out on a shallow pan and dry slowly In a warm oven. Cream one cup pork drippings and one cup butter Add four cups brown sugar and cream again. Add, one at a time, the yolks of nine eggs. Add one glass currant jelly. Beat mixture well, then add two cups sour cream with two teaspoons soda, one cup molasses, juice and grated rind of one lemon and one orange. Sift twice six cups flour, add one teaspoon tea-spoon salt, one teaspoon cream of tartar, one tablespoon cinnamon, one tablespoon nutmeg, one teaspoon allspice, all-spice, one teaspoon cloves. Sift again and beat into other mixture. Add beaten whites of five eggs. Dredge fruit in flour and stir it in a little at a time. Grease three medium size cake pans, pour in the dough and cover I each with wax paper. Bake in a slow oven five- hours. For the frosting boil one cup maple syrup with one and one-half cups sugar mixed with one teaspoon corn-, corn-, starch. When It spins a thread, remove re-move from fire, add two cups marsh-mallows marsh-mallows cut in pieces allow to cool and pour slowly over beaten whites of two eggs. Spread the cakes gen-lerously. gen-lerously. This cake will keep indef- Initely if placed in a dry, cool place. One of these cakes, If wrapped In a lace doily and packed In a gay Christinas box, would make a most acceptable Christmas gift. Frosting: Melt two squares of baker's chocolate. Add three-fourths cup pulverized sugar to chocolate with two tablespoons cream, mix well. When cake is cold, spread. A very nice cake and will keep without getting get-ting dry. oo |
