1900 
THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
823 
An Exempted Conscience. 
Part II. 
She had said nothing to her brother, 
Adoniraxn, about the mortgaged prop¬ 
erty; nor did she mention it to-day, 
when he came in, sent post haste by his 
wife to remonstrate about the medicine. 
She knew that Adoniram was not fin¬ 
ancially able to help her—indeed, none 
of her relatives were, and Adoniram 
was the nearest. It was a matter in 
which she could hope for no help. The 
land was mortgaged, and the mortgage 
had been foreclosed. In spite of her 
rigid and even extravagant economy, 
she could muster barely enough money 
out of her earnings and her savings to 
pay for the necessities of life from day 
to day. No, she told herself, there was 
no saving the little burial ground; and 
she felt that she ought to be grateful 
because the mortgage did not include 
the old farmhouse itself. But the tears 
would come as often as she thought of 
the dear dust which would soon be 
mingled witn alien soil. The holder of 
the mortgage had informed her that, 
unless her husband’s note was paid 
within 30 days, he should be obliged to 
sell the land to clear himself, as he had 
a good offer for it from a country club, 
which wished to add the wild upland 
pasture, haunt of plover and quail, to a 
game preserve adjoining it on the south. 
It was in the early afternoon, and 
Mrs. Perry had just put her dinner 
dishes away and was sitting down to hem 
an apron, when she heard a cry of dis¬ 
tress. She dropped her work and lis¬ 
tened intently. Yes, it was surely a cry 
for help—a woman’s voice—and it 
seemed to come from somewhere in the 
pasture beyond the burial ground. Mrs. 
Perry ran out, bareheaded, following the 
familiar path toward the graves. The 
voice came to her ears plainly now, ana 
there was a note of pain in it as well as 
of appeal. 
“Yes! I am coming!” cried Mrs. 
Perry. “I will be there in a minute!” 
She hurried past the knoll with its clus¬ 
tering cedars, and presently caught sight 
of the pasture. It was the girl in the 
strange costume, whom she had noticed 
in the forenoon. The girl was sitting, 
doubled over with pain, on a low hum¬ 
mock not far away. 
“Sakes alive! What’s the matter? 
Have you been bitten by a snake?” 
panted Mrs. Perry, as she approached. 
"No—oh, no. But I’ve sprained my 
ankle terribly, trying to play golf on 
this rough ground, and I am almost 
fainting with the pain, if you could 
only get me a little cold water to bathe 
my ankle with—please hurry: ' 
Mrs. Perry sped back to the house, 
and presently reappeared, leaning hard 
against the pull of a ten-quart pail 
brimming with icy well water. She knelt, 
and gently removed shoe and sock from 
the swollen limb. Then she u.pped her 
handkerchief in the cold water, and let 
soothing streams drain from it over the 
discolored flesh. 
“Oh! how good that feels!” sighed 
the young woman. “What should I 
have done, if you had not been within 
hearing? It is such a lonely place.” 
“Yes, my nearest neighbor is ’most 
half a mile away,” said Mrs. Perry. “It 
is lonely here. But it’s home to me. 
How did you come to sprain your ankle 
so bad?” 
“I stepped in a hole between two 
rocks, and fell and twisted it. Oh, how 
I wish my father was here! He is so 
big and strong he could take me right 
in his arms and carry me to your house 
—that is your house, over yonder, isn’t 
it?” 
“Yes. Where is your father?' 
“I suppose he’s back in New York by 
this time. He started this morning. 
We are staying for the Summer at Lar- 
rabee’s, on the lake. Father is oversee¬ 
ing the building of the new clubhouse. 
He is president of the Country Club.” 
“I’m pretty strong myself—though I 
may not look it,” said Mrs. Perry. “Do 
you suppose you could stand it, if I 
lifted you into a wheelbarrow and 
wheeled you down to my house? I can 
put in some soft pillows.” 
“How good of you!” cried the girl. 
“Are you really strong enough? Of 
course I can stand it. I dare say you 
won’t hurt me so much as father would.” 
Half an hour later, little Mrs. Perry 
had the grateful invalid nicely ensconced 
in the big bed in her guest chamber, 
which, fortunately, was on the first floor, 
and was kept always ready for em¬ 
ergencies. The swollen ankle, bathed 
alternately with hot and cold water, 
was losing its angry look and throbbing 
pain. A slice of toast and a cup of tea 
had refreshed the sufferer, and she felt, 
as she said, “a thousand times better.” 
“You are the kindest and deftest and 
strongest and most level-headed little 
woman I ever knew!” she exclaimed, 
gratefully. “Just wait till father gets 
back, and see if he isn’t as grateful and 
appreciative as I am. Oh, you needn’t 
get me any medicine! I don’t need it, 
really.” 
“It isn’t for you—it’s for me,” re¬ 
joined Mrs. Perry, mixing herself an 
heroic dose. “It’s my podophyliin, and 
I ought to have taken it forty-five 
minutes ago. There, you lie still now, 
and I’ll go over and get my nephew to 
take ’em word at Larrabee’s that you’re 
here.” 
A telegram from Larrabee’s brought 
the president of the Country Club, Mr. 
Austin Phillips, back from New York 
the next morning. He found his 
daughter doing as the doctor who ac¬ 
companied him said, “as well as could 
possibly be expected”—which is a good 
deal of an admission from a doctor who 
has not been treating a case himselt. 
During the 36 hours and more of their 
association as nurse and patient, Miss 
Phillips had learned a good deal of that 
which passes straight from heart to 
heart, in quiet conversation with Mrs. 
Perry; and a whispered colloquy with 
her father, on his first visit, resulted in 
his bringing a bit of paper next day, 
which flooded the little widow’s eyes 
over with tears; but they were tears out 
of which joy and gratitude made a rain¬ 
bow beautiful to see. She took her hus¬ 
band’s cancelled note out into the Kit¬ 
chen and dropped it into the fire. Then 
she went to the cupboard, opened the 
door, and looked at the forbidding 
rows of medicine bottles. 
“I don’t know but what I can afford 
to throw ’em away now,” she said softly. 
“I would like to live and enjoy this 
new blessing the good Lord has granted 
me.”—New York Evening Post. 
Rural Recipes. 
Baked Carrots.—Place in a baking 
dish one quart of diced carrots. Sprinkle 
with half a teaspoonful of salt, dash of 
pepper and dot with tablespoonful of 
butter cut in bits. Cover with milk, 
set the dish in a pan of hot water and 
bake until tender. Cover the top with 
buttered bread crumbs and brown in 
the oven. 
Baked Eggs.—Butter individual cups 
or eggs dishes and sprinkle with bread 
crumbs that have been mixed with but¬ 
ter, pepper and salt; drop an egg into 
each, sprinkle with seasoned crumbs, 
and bake by setting the cups into a 
shallow pan partly filled with boiling 
water placed in a moderate oven; bake 
till the whites are barely set. 
Rock Snow.—Boil a cup of rice in 
sweet milk till quite soft, sweeten with 
half-cupful of sugar and pile on a fancy 
dish. Lay on it bits of currant jelly. 
Beat the whites of five eggs with three 
tablespoonfuls of sugar; when very stiff 
add a tablespoonful of cream and drop 
over the rice roughly, giving it the form 
MOTHERS.—Be sure to use"Mrs.Wins- 
low’s Soothing Syrup” for your children 
while Teething. It is the Best.— Adv. 
of a rock of snow. Ornamental as well 
as delicious. 
Titania Pudding.—Scald two cupfuls 
of milk, to which have been added a 
small butter ball and a pinch of salt. 
Pour hot over one cupful of grated 
bread crumbs. Let stand until cool. 
Beat together the yolks of two eggs, and 
a quarter-cupful of sugar, adding one- 
quarter of a grated lemon rind. Stir 
into the cool bread crumbs and bake 
for 20 minutes. Beat the whites of the 
two eggs with two tablespoonfuls of 
sugar, flavor with juice of the lemon. 
When the pudding is baked, spread first 
a layer of jelly over the top, then the 
beaten whites. Return to the oven a 
moment and brown. Serve cold. 
Celery Salad.—Three stalks of celery 
cut small, one-half small, hard head of 
cabbage sliced fine. Mix thoroughly, 
lay upon lettuce leaves and serve with 
dressing made as follows: Rub together 
a piece of butter size of a walnut, and 
one tablespoonful of flour. Stir in two 
tablespoonfuls of vinegar and scald for 
a moment. Add the beaten yoke of one 
egg and two tablespoonfuls of cream, 
a half-teaspoonful of salt and a scant 
saltspoonful of pepper. A delicious 
dressing, especially pleasing because of 
its freedom from mustard. 
Sponge Cake.—This recipe cannot be 
recommended too highly. It makes a 
cake as delicious as angel food and is 
very economical. Use the same cup in 
measuring all the way through—an or¬ 
dinary coffee cup. Beat together until 
smooth and foamy one and one-half 
cupfuls of granulated sugar, three eggs 
and a pinch of salt. Add slowly iy 2 cup¬ 
ful of flour, measured after it is sifted. 
When all the flour is stirred smoothly 
in add slowly one cupful (not quite 
full) of boiling water. Last add one 
teaspoonful of sifted baking powder and 
a half teaspoonful of vanilla. Stir only 
just enough to fold the baking powder 
into the batter, bake in a slow oven 
60 minutes. 
Yankee Chicken Tarts.—Take bits of 
cold chicken, season with salt and pep¬ 
per and moisten with the gravy; make a 
nice short biscuit dough; roll out in cir¬ 
cular pieces; place on each one about 
two tablespoonfuls of the prepared 
chicken; close the rim of the dough as 
for dumpling and bake until brown. 
Beware of Them 
There are two afflictions which 
perhaps give the most pain 
and trouble, viz: 
Sciatica 
Lumbago 
Both disable and cripple, 
but 
St. Jacobs Oil 
pnCIP ECZEMA CURE, 91. Large sample 
UUL 0 mailed free. Coe Chem. Co., Cleveland, O 
'V7'OUR dealer in lamp 
chimneys — what does 
he get for you ? 
You can’t be an expert in 
chimneys; but this you can 
do. Insist on Macbeth’s 
“pearl top” or “pearl glass” 
whichever shape you require. 
They are right in all those 
ways ; and they do not break 
from heat, not one in a hun¬ 
dred. Be willing to pay a 
nickel more for them. 
Our “Index” describes all lamps and their 
Proper chimneys. With it you can always order 
the right size and shape of chimney for any lamp. 
We mail it FREE to any one who writes for it. 
Address Macbkth, Pittsburgh, Pa. 
UNITARIAN 
PUBLICATIONS sent 
Address 
MISSIONS, 150 Holland St., Syracuse,'N. Y. 
FREE SCHOLARSHIPS 
TO A LIMITED NUMBER 
I KIectrleal, Meeh’n’l, M arinp. rUftIi]rTQIIin 
S;:i , i;;,“iT.,xnhlNttnlnh| 
American School of Correspondence, Boston, Mass. 
[Chartered by Common-wealth of Massachusetts)' 
TERRIFF’S 
PERFECT 
WASHER 
SENT ON TRIAL at whole¬ 
sale prioe. If not satisfactory money 
will be refunded. BOLD under a 
POSITIVE UUAllANTKK to wash 
as clean as can be done on the, 
washboard, even to the wrist- 
end neckbands of the most soiled' 
shirt, and with far greater 
ease. Does not wear out the 
olothes. Economizes soap, 
labor and time. ACENTS 
WANTED. Exclusive ter- 
ritory given. Big money 
made. For terms and prices 
Address, „ ., 
Portland Mfg. Co. Box 4< Portland, Mich. I 
No Money in Advance 
Our elegant New Jewel Drop- 
,head Sewing Machine possess¬ 
ing all the latest improve¬ 
ments, high quality and thor¬ 
ough workmanship. Shipped 
direct at il2.50,the lowest price 
ever known. 30 days’ free trial. 
I Moneyrefunded if notas represent¬ 
ed. Guaranteed 20 years. All at- 
I tachments free. 125.000 sold. 
l +40.OO Arlington for-+14.50 
1+50.00 “ “ ....+17.00 
+60.00 Kenwood “....+21.50 
Other Machines at +8.00. +0.00 and +10.50 
Large illustrated catalogue and testimonials Free. 
CASH BUYBKS’ l MON, 15S-164 W.VanHuren St., B-343,Chlrago 
SAVE flyout 
pat | b pn n now wasted 
Aa I 1 Km ij up chimney 
I UtU by using 
THE ROCHESTER RADIATOR. 
COST $2.00 AND UP. 
Money refunded if not satisfactory. 
Write for booklet on economy in 
heating homes. 
ROCHESTER RADIATOR CO., 
Furnace St., Rochester, N. Y. 
You Deaf?? 
All cases of DEAFNESS sr HARD-HEARINQ 
are now (TRABLK by our new invention: only those bora 
deaf are incurable. HEAD NOISES CEASE ISHIDIATELY. 
Describe your oase. Examination and advice free. 
Yon can cure yourself at home at a nominal oost. 
International Aural Clinic, u^ptfuV 1 cuuTeo. 
Established 
1840. 
Fire Safety. 
We have been making Tubular Lanterns for the 
past 30 years, and in all that time we have never 
heard of one of our lanterns exploding, catching fire 
or causing a fire. 
If you want something extra strong, buy our Iron 
Clad Lantern. This, in addition to the good qualities 
common to all of our Tubular Lanterns, has a malle¬ 
able iron bottom, and the tubes strongly braced. 
It is almost indestructible. 
Send for our FREE pocket catalogue. 
R. E. Dietz Company, 
87 Laight Street, New York City. 
