The Grapevine Sun. (Grapevine, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 16, Ed. 1 Saturday, February 26, 1910 Page: 4 of 8
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The Forlorn Hope.
Richard Le Galllenne was .talking
about his quarrel with William Wat-
son over the latter's poem. “The
Woman with the Serpent's Tongue.'*
This quarrel, it will be remembered,
at one time threatened to bring the
two poets to blows.
“My quarrel with Watson,*’ said Mr.
Le Galllenne, "concerqg the cruelty of
his verses. They are as cruel as the
remark of old Herkimer. . ? i.
build up my practice, and ground my-
self at every turn in my profession. I
want another year abroad; 1 want the
beet piano money can buy, tor I miss
my music; I want a pedigreed Boston
terrier, and a motor car that»can*t be
beat But 1 don't want a wife—not '
now. I can't more than support my-
self yet in the style to which I have
been accustomed, and J don't want to
touch what Aunt Joanna left me. I
want 'to make good* myself. I tell you
buying medicine so that I could In-
in coffee?
ht I
eak of return-
»«a another
Jarcs
practice, and 1
ke from a dream
rm without giving
pund it was Mary
I arm. It seemed
Kurt her. He was
la brute when he
i himself sitting
| Theta he cursed
»r fool. That he
rellow-headed slip
disturb his scien-
a dreamt He re-
L the danger zone.
• going away.
t was even worse,
»p. He now knew,
Hr, that he was in
[Was guarded. Did
■ this, love? He
kme deterred him,
Lrienced Morten,
mi an engagement
me, John Trevor,
■settle into mere
mle would devote
■noble profession,
■this weakness,
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KNEW HER STYLE.
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Two cud
one cupful
■bitter choc
butter, one
of salt H
adding van
moving fron
slab and si
until cool,
and you wl
fudge. I
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laboratory, and 1
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you going to be docent the next two
weeks, Trevor?”
“Sure thing, boy! Make your plans
and I’ll play dummy. Anything to do
you a good turn. But let me tell you
this, the important thing with me is to
Texas Directory ’
LOWERS
you a lover of Flowers! Burol Well
1 for our largo free catalog of beautiful
its. Flower*, Fruit and Shade Trees,
n, Vegetable and Flower Beedi, Bulbs
Roots of every description.
Dallas- Tint.
ter girls in
make you
As
Cut r lengj
water one
dor. Mash
sauce unt
When cold]
a baking d
celery mlxtl
Repeat till
layer with
milk. Ban
Remove co|
W!
to big old ger-
und he would
and be decent,
i her. fltill—
, for really ho
l across the
y fever. Hie
the beginning of a two
alleled in the history of
M. D. Morton tried hie
multiply length
above.
To Freshen X
bread pan ups
and let It get
a wet muslin o
vet upor it and
off looking as f
Is quite an Im
fron method. D
it dries, since
raising the plk
Kitchen Apr
made of gum f
tape Is one of
kinds. When
washed and di
apron tc wea
dren their bat:
"'•ctrlclty Known to the Ancients.
A wrncr in the Elektrotechnlsche
Antelgor cites many incidents to show
that oloctricty was not unknown to
the ancients, and that George Ebers*
suggestion In a novol that Egyptians
made use of lightning conductors was
well founded. Instruments much like
the modern heliograph wore also used
Oonorour Kmploysr.
Sir Alfred Jones, the famous Liver
pool (Kng.) shipowner, loft a year's
salary to all his omployos of 20 years*
service, six months* salary io those of
ton years, and throe months* to those
of five years. .
first pla
and she
den, or 1
have to go in a
No; he
well, ho
should see old Mn
way and ask about
step quickened, I
talking with his 1|
patient on the psi
he pursued him w
"Ah, there goes
exclaimed. “I sui
Is going to see E
abeth King would I
her cousin marry j
that money and I
go together r H|
away. But his M
that degenerate st
It would be hidso
injustice, however,
decent enough In
tor decided to call
a moment As he
ho saw the other i
evidently bound f<
And, like a fla
knew that there 1
tant thing in the
that was to got!
first Surely
have to unbe
propose to hi
never accept
came to the f
•Wtontly Had Stand
■eat of Now York
Society.
gotten lui
hot as it
Ho had a
Wipe, par
sour apples,
through a .
nearly a cud
whites of 1
sweeten the
powdered aJ
of salt Ad
white, beatl
ly in a glass
serve with 1
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Her Bright Idea.
daughter of a Providence
man was reading tn her ecdee-
I paper an account of a religi-
tremony in a western diocese:
solemn eucharist wee sung by
i Weller, with Bishop Grafton
eating from the throne." “What
Kxntificating mean?" she asked
ther. “Have you studied Latin
mt know the meaning of a very
word?" was the reply. “Oh.
see. It moans he bridged If—
Fine
Eastern Orga
Work fo
Ing in the
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Two ladles, strangers to each other,
» seated upon a bench on tho
,._..orm of a New York suburban sta-
tion waiting for a train. One of them
was young, pretty, and very stylishly
dressed. There was plenty of room
on tho bench and a neat-looking col-
ored woman loading a spotlessly clad
little pickaninny by tho hand, came
and sat down between tho two women.
As she did so the younger got up and
began pacing up and down tho plat-
form. The darky's eyes biased and
she was offended at once.
“Huh!” she exclaimed, ostensibly
addressing tho four-year-old pickanin-
ny, but really speaking for tho bene-
fit of the lady at the other end of
tho bench. “She's got bad blood in
her, ail right—thinks coo she’s got
good clothes, she owns dis bench.
“Why did she get up Auntie?'* asked
the child. v
“Cos she thinks she's too good to
•it aside of us,** blustered the woman.
“Can't anybody sit on these benches,
Auntie?** questioned the child.
“Of course they can, chile—but she
thinks just cos she's got good clothes
she's too good to sit aside of us. Little
she knows." in a louder key, “little
sho knows dat Mrs. Astorbllt comes
and sits In our house by do hour-
little sho knows dat I reckon.
of absence tor
Ing be 'phoned
I an important
ly all day and
I could not be
[private office,
Ight of his rea-
•f that It was
’Men often got
i Then there
| vision her llt-
ew sweet, help-
bo eyes, the se-
fards—as if his
could not help
» could -have
ppposed Hilton,
Ils place in the
l“on’' for that
nlutely Into his
■ toil.
latched his for-
lestless. Well,
Id have a walk.
Monty of fresh
feuld cure any
A can of
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Select six
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bake; when t
and mealy U
and cut “off
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.spoonful (
of rich milk
salt, a plnct
one egg; ch<
roast beef to
add one-qua
a pinch of
ground mace
ed butter, oi
celery, one
parsley, on
brandy. Fill
prepared pot
in the cent
seasoned be
brown them
and heat ui
THE KEELE! INSTITUTE,
KLLHK HKE, IUUS. TUB.
Cures Wblakey, Drug sad Tobaeco haNta.
Only place la Taxaa uetag Keeley Remodtea.
C,BM curoe tn Texaa. Write for literature.
Ink at filOO a Found.
“The best India ink—ft should
really be called China ink—never
loaves China," said a missionary. “It
coots 1100 a pound, and tho scribes
uso it in writing tho correspondence
of the royal family and the mandarins.
“India Ink is made of the oil of the
poisonous seeds of the sooamum or
colsa tree. Varnish and pork fat are
added to this oil, and then, by means
of combustion, all to changed to
lampblack.
“Tho lampblack paste mixed with
gins la beaten for days on an anvil,
fine musk is gradually mixed in to
give perfume, and the purest gold loaf
to give a rich luster< Finally the ink
la dried in molds for about a month.
“What makes tho best India ink so
costly is its purity, and, above all, tho
long time given to Its combustion and
subsequent boating. If you saw its
beauty you v^ouldn't think it dear at
“'There were,’ snapped Herkimer—
'and I asked them. You were tho for
lorn hope.’"
•mall Expense*.
Never throw up another person’s
small expenses as an example that you
are ever so careful yourself. You don’t
smoke cigars as your fiance does, but
your unconsidered trifles come to far
more money week by week than his"
tobacco. If you wish to query ox-
ponses put down every penny you
spend on small Items, get your fiance
or husband to do the same, and you
may find yourself on tho wrong side
of tho lodger.
Rule. Neither have a good many off
his elders.
“I should like. Tommy," said his far
ther, “that you might find some boy
to play with yon. Now what’s the-
matter with Johnny Jenkins and the
little Dobbs boyt*
“Pooh! .-fC.;, *
younger than I am,** said Tommy, con-
temptuously. “I couldn't play with-
them!"
“Well, there's Jack Spear and Willie
Harlow. Won’t they do?"
"Yes, but they’re a year older than
I am/’ said Tommy, wistfully, "so the-
moan things won't play with mo.”
3H1 QUIT
But It Was a Hard PulL
f you have anything up
about me and Miss Tran-
n shake it out now and
That’s all. Call around
In gala togs and do your
hod by a worn-
item is tho same
i tho mou'a uni-
r York and tho . _
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sometimes prove of great
to SO pounds of common
n pounds of sal ammoniac
at ammonia, which can bo
any drug store. Dissolve
ivon gallons of water. Put
_ ass bottles holding a quart
cork tightly, and seal to pre
evaporation. When a fire breaks
throw one of these bottles so that
11 break In or near the flames, or
Is is not possible, break off tho
; of tho bottle and scatter the con-
tents on the fire. This has been
tested. Sometimes It is necessary to
use ooveraFbottles — National Mags-
■'shMk'
ly, every evening, many afternoons,
every spare minute, and many min-
utes that really could not be spared,
ho danced attendance on Mary Tren-
ton, while his friend won his labored
way to tho heart of Eleanor Doll
Mary was used to slavish attentions,
and this groat rugged, bluff, brilliant
totally delightful man of science
piqued her pride, stimulated her in-
terest Ho was, Beneath bls perfect
courtesy, indifferent wary—nay, ho
seemed at times even disapproving!
She felt for the first time in her
soiled young life, inadequate and fu-
tile. It seemed that oven her great
beauty did not blind him to her lit-
tle faulta
Dr. Trevor began to bo Interested
to think that with a little training tho
girl might really concern herself with
tho real things of life. Ho took her
through the hospitals, and she fodnd
a now life of helping open to her vis-
ion. AU these poor sick minds and
bodies wore to be healed! She felt
more than ever silly and futile,
than over humble and admiring. _
doctor explained everythin, to her.
Ht*. Its
hard work. Its high alma its stimulus
t° tester conditions for
The girls began to
(Copyright, INS by Amo
Dr. John Trevor lifted his big rump-
led black bead from his book and,
with bis mind still full of “Minor Sur-
gery,” scowled on bls friend who bad
for some time been talking unheeded, a
He concluded to give Morton a min-
ute's attention and then, if necessary,
put him bodily forth from the office
and be rid of him.
“Come out of your hole, for once,
and help a fellow in a pinch,” Morton
was saying In evident continuance of
a, to him, interesting subject “Be
human. You used to be occasionally
decent to a girl in college. I need
you—honest, Trevor. Miss Dell is here
at the King’s with her cousin. You
knew her at school—Mary Trenton.
It seems that one will not stir with-
out the other. I wish to goodness you
would take Miss Trenton to the club
dance to-night."
The doctor looked bls friend over
with good-natured contempt He was
a snapshot diagnostician. No need to
look at Morton's tongue; it always pro-
claimed Its owner’s ailment in time.
“Again!” he remarked caustically.
“The hundredth time since I have
known you! It's Miss Dell, I take
it? Martin, it occurs to mo to inquire
why in thunder you don't, marry and
have done with your sufferings? Why
be the eternal target? What is the
important thing in your life, anyway^
If the law is like medicine, you should
give some time to your profession,
and it looks to me as if you do noth-
ing but trail about after some pretty
bundle of skirts. It’s well enough, but
you don’t seem to be landing any-
where in particular.**
“Well, it's serious this time. If 1
thought she would—have mo I’d—
do—anything! I’m bard hit I think
she likes me, too; but how much? I
can't get her alone If you don't help
me. Nobody else In this empty town
is fit to amuse that little cousin of
hers. You remember her? Little and
blonde and—awfully sweet, you know."
Tho doctor tried to call up Mary
Trenton's face.
. i.8**™’me 1 do'” ?• •B,<1 thou«ht'
an man having
Insanity. "To Herkimer, an elderly widower,
irl went a lady who had rejected him said:
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Send to Potter Drug & Chem. Corp.,
sole proprietors, Boston, for their free
82-page Cutlcura Book telling all about
the care and treatment of the skin. z
Helping the Minister.
A Scotch preacher had in his con-
gregation an old woman who was
deaf. In order to hear the sermon
each Sunday, this old lady would seat
herself at the foot of the pulpit stairs.
One day the sermon was about Jonah,
and the preacher became very rhetor-
ical.
“And when the sailors threw Jonah,
overboard,” he said, “a big fish swal-
lowed him up. Was it a shark that;
got 'im? Nay, my brethren, it was
ne’er a shark. Was it a swordfish
that got him? Nay—”
“It was a whale,” whispered tho-
old lady excitedly.
“Hush, Biddle,” said the preacher.
Indignantly. “Would ye tak* th* word
of God out o* yer ane meenistor’a
mouthF*—Success Magazine.
lW- >
It is hard to believe that coffee will
put a person in such a condition as it
did an Ohio woman. She tells her own.
story:
"I did not believe coffee caused my
trouble, and frequently said I liked
it so well I would not, and could not
quit drinking it, but I was a miserable
sufferer from heart trouble and nerv-
ous prostration for four years.
“I was scarcely able to be around,,
had no energy and did not care for any-
thing. Was emaciated and had a con-
stant pain arofind my heart until I
thought I could not endure IL For
months I nover wont to bed excepting
to got up in tho morning. I felt aa
though I was liable to dio any time.
“Frequently I had nervous chills and
tho loaat oxcltemont would drive sleep-
sway, and any little noise would upset
mo terribly. I was gradually getting
worse until finally one time it came
ovor mo and I asked myself what's the
uso of being sick all the time and
,-s.
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can be purcha
the pieces left
other purpose
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Suitor—But you haven’t asked ms
yet whether or not I can make a liv-
ing for your daughter.
Father—Never mind, Henry; if yois
marry her she’ll see to that
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number of rolls
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walking in his restlesf, head-long fash-
ion, something twitched at bls coat
sleeve. He turned to see Mary Tren-
ton. The girl was leaning over the
green hedge, smiling up to him, her
great garden bat pushed back on her
curling hair.
“Is it so important as all that, your
case?” she queried, mischief tn your
eyes. “If somebody is really dying I
Will not detain you—otherwise, it is
too hot to race like that-*-past your
friends, especially 1” He looked down
on her, helpless.
“The only important thing in this
world is—you!” hr said suddenly,
while she trembled and blushed at
his tone.
“Happy to be even—a thing—to
you,” she murmured, mischief still in
her eye. His look rebuked her.
“Do you—can you—Mary—I adore
you! Will you marry me? Will you?”
It was sufficiently precipitate, and
the sun was very hot, and she saw
Hilton looking over the lawn for her.
“Tell" me—will you?” The girl’s
face was very happy, but she was yet
a woman and would not be too ready
with a reply.
“Come—over into the shade," she
said. “I don't want—that man to find
me.” The doctor cleared the hedge,
and like* two naughty children they
sneaked behind the shrubbery to safe-
ty in a tree-hidden corner. Then he
faced her Inquiringly. Tears sudden-
ly filled her eyes and she laid her arm
up across her face like a child. He
took it down and drew her close.
“Dear, dearest—what is it? Won’t
you tell met* She drew away, and
looked at him seriously.
“I was—afraid—you—weren’t going
to ask me!" ' <
Was ever anything so foolish? He
straightway informed Mary Trenton,
and thought he was telling the truth,
that from the first time he had set
eyes on her he had loved her, and
would have followed her round the
world to “ask her." The really fool-
ish thing would have been to devote
a big warm heart to a mere profes-
sion. Love was the important thing.
solved to get
He was glad
But the nej
for he could n
with a sort o
love. His pr<
it always hu
would,, sav. *
have asked .
now safely ha
to Miss Dell.
M. D„ would
5”,
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ild fig
He present
himself, in 1
to Morton
case and wo
evening—sor
helped. The
he proceeded
son to convl
but a senselc
over worse
came again
rlous at*““M-
words matte
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Comfort ar
tho »
Measuring t<
measure a room
gather number
room, then mu
Deduct 20 feet
dow and divide
brown paper, 33
bossed; 40 for I
for 80-lnch ing
KEEP BABY’S SKIN CLEAR
Few parents realize how many es-
timable lives have been wnblttered
and social and tgisfness suebess pre-
vented by serious skin affections
which so often result from the neglect
of minor eruptions in infancy and
childhood. With but a little care and
the use of the proper emollients, baby*»
skin and hair may be preserved, puri-
fied and beautified, minor eruptions
prevented from becoming chronic and
torturing, disfiguring rashes, itchings,
irritations and chafings dispelled.
To this end, nothing is so pure, s»
sweet, so speedily effective as the con-
stant use of Cutlcura Soap, assisted,
when necessary, by Cutlcura Ointment.
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Keeling, J. E. The Grapevine Sun. (Grapevine, Tex.), Vol. 15, No. 16, Ed. 1 Saturday, February 26, 1910, newspaper, February 26, 1910; Grapevine, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1290938/m1/4/: accessed May 22, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Tarrant County Archives.