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When die Crossby Heir Came Home BY EEATRICE McDONALD Th« town of HilUboro was agogi "Of course I'll help you. Bobby. O'lt th« coming of Wilbur •Jro«i'-i>s nephew. Wilbur had died &ud<lc>ii1y and now Dean, his nephew, heir t.i Ills fortune, was com'ni; to 8>.«U^e hie uncle's affairs. Cro shy's lawyer had lfi\*n out no stat-.'iu.-nt as to the ex- tent of his WwvUh, but inlina»ions had been sufficient to 3cnd ivery ini'.hcr with eli.:<il>lc daughters Bcur- ryrg to make them pretty before the np|ihew'8 arrival. 'Going to make yourself smar*. for tho Crossby heirV" asked Mrs. (iate* of Amy Phelps, the pietty school m'u- t:c^s who lived wit.'i her. "You could pive the others horeabouts all k'nds o' handicaps whi.-ii 't comes lo looks Run back now and when you come to school to-morrow I'll have a plan." Wilbur Crossby's nephew was due to make his triumphal entry into HilUboro on Thursday, the following Sunday being Easter, so there was need of speed. Tuesday afternoon after school Amy turned Elizabeth into the highway and went ostensibly to make sick calls on some of her pupils. Elizabeth was her trusty lit- tle runabout which had conveyed her on many an errand of mercy. To-day, strange to say, her road lay past Aunt Sophy's -where Bobby lived and, still strange to say, Bobby was waiting for her behind the big Nature found this poem hidden in »' violet bud. At flrst she didn't know what to do. Mistress Spring was too big to spank, but she wanted to teach h»r a leaaon. So she made all tho animals come to lifeâ€" just as Mistress' Spring had described them in her| poem â€" and she created me to be the â- ^ RECIPES FOR THE HOLIDAYS A well-cooked egg dish should be mother "of" th^ta^M^^'l "Tlve VrevTr' »"*«^ •» faster time and i« always but I get me a new bonnet every ytar. f. welcome substitute for m^t for the get me a new bonnet every y«:ar Mistress Spring doesn't really love ua light meal of the day. Eacalloped She never comes around until after ^fKJ. turned, scrambled, shirred and e have disappeared." I ''^"''*** •«««.««« ""lad. omelet-thesa Just then Peter heard Mrs. Peter "" "T" "' 'he ways of serving them. ^yj„ I Eggs have a food value comparmg "It must have been a funny dream,' 'fvorably with meat, milk, cheese and ' other animal foods. For fruit egg-nogg Peter, sleep." You giggled twice in your Romance of an Easter Bonnet. >\hy don't you u>li up and go after, """P'* ^J«* ^ith an old basket in hi^ him?" ' " arms. It was covered with a cloth '.',., , , X . /• ' "fid he handed it lovingly to Miss Amy s silvery Inuph was a toni-> for pj^^,p^ ^^ ^^^ ^,^^^^ j^^^_ ^^^j„ all who came within earshot of it. ing in an undertone, "Aunt Sophy's Mrs. Gates said it always nfadc her .^ ^^^ hcnhous^keep him under the feel a few months younger ^v*''y • ggat!" time she heard it "Doll up?'' laugh- 1 ^hen Miss Phelps rode on, enjoying ed the girl. "How silly! It's my ^^^ ^^ .J ^^^ â-  ^j^^ „„t idea of no way to win a husband.' „j„ ^^^ ^^^„^ ^^^j ^„j back to- Tbink of what you lay out for your-'^^^j ^^^^ ;„ j^g^ ^^ .^^ ^^^^ self Why-he d expect to see youi ,,^^^3^ ^^ ^^^ „,j ^.^^^^by place she looking Ifke a fashion plate every' ;^i„gj ^^^ ^^^^^ ^„j ^ „„t ^ d„ ^ limt- he came down to dinner and I, ittjg coaxing. Meanwhile Bunny, we know, don't we, Auntie Gates, "I want a bonnet," said Linda Gray, "An Easter bonnet with ribbons gay; But how can I buy an Easter hat When this poor little purse of mine is flat? , I'll rummage around in the garrst spoonful of grape juice (individual serving), separate white and yolk of one chilled egg. Beat yolk, add a teaspoonful of sugar (powdered sugar preferred) and a few drops of lemon extract. Mix, turn into a glass and add iced milk, plain or evapor- ated, until the glass is three-quarters full. Beat egg white and add to this I a teaspoonful of sugar and a tea Pyramid though I this on top of the glass, and eerve ice that it can't be done." "Maybe not," answered Mrs. Gates with a twinkle in her eye; "but there's a right smart of mothers in having tired of his close quarters, started on a tour of investigation and when Amy looked up was jumping along toward an open gate. Straight into the Crossby yard he And see what the place may have to cold. show." Egga in a nest might be served for So she climbed the stair to the attic an Easter breakfast. Toast slices of where The beams were low and tho floor was bare. bread to a very light brown. Beat the whites of eggs until stiff and pile on the toast, malcing a depression in Hillsboro's going to start their ran, stopping behind a lilac bush to daughters out trying hard anyway. 'â-  see if he was pursued. He was, for Mrs. Prentis says she'ff counting on Amy, true to her trust, followed the the heir for Easter dinner. What do furry fugitive as fa.st as she could, you say to cutting in ahead of her. On and on her ungrateful protege led and inviting him. i her, hopping aggravatingly just be- "Not on my account," Amy laufrhed yond her reach, circling the house 'again. "If he isn't here there'll be twice, finally dashing to the porch and that much more chicken for me." | through the door, opened at that "Mrs. Prentis ain't calculating to psychological moment by an extreme- have chicken. She says she's got ly good-looking young man. what newspapers call a scoop. She "Why â€" how do you do!" he greet- remembers when the nephew was lit- ed cheerily. "What was it that just tie and visited his uncle and how he decided to partake of my hospitality? loved baked rabbit, so she's counting Is it yours? Won't you join it â€" and on having that, if she can find one." me â€" inside? I am â€" " With no particular reason, Miss "You aren't â€" are you â€" " Phelps' thoughts reverted to Bobby "Dean Crossby â€" at your service. Ralne. one of her pupils, and his pet Came on a few days ahead of myself rabbit. How he did love it! She re- â€" just to get the lay of the land- called helping him remove its foot unaided, as it were. And may I have from a trap one day and the look of the pleasure of knowing you?" tenderness upon his face. That "I'm Amy Phglps, a school teacher, brought her to a much mooted ques- out trying to abduct your Easter din- tlon In her own mind â€" some way to ner." remove Bobby from the unpleasant The twinkle in Dean Crossby's eye, environment in which he lived, with his coming ahead of schedule just to a woman who called herself his aunt, be alone, revealed a man entirely op- but whom the majority of the natives posite to the millionaire aristocrat believed was no relation to him what- Hlllsboro was expecting and Amy ever- soon found herself telling Bobby's After supper that evening, as Amy story. The boy was terribly cut up was passing a vacant lot on her way when informed that his pet had to the regular Monday night teachers' escaped, but lived In the hope he meeting, Bobby Ralne, jumping out would return of his own volition, from behind a clump of bushes, clutch- When Dean Crossby decided to re- ed at her skirt, and whispered. "Walk main In Hlllsboro and made known down this street with me. Miss Phelps his desire for a small boy to live with â€" I want to talk to you." him and help about the place, he was Had it not been for her bump of carefully paving the way to asking humor. Amy Phelps would have wept for Bobby. A fat roll of bills com- at the look of tragedy in the upturned, pletcd the transfer entirely to Aunt tear-wet eyes when Bobby looked at Sophy's satisfaction, and when the her under the street lamp. As it was boy was shown his clean white bed in the path left by two vagrant tears a sunny south room he sighed and coursing their way through grime and said. "Everything would be f^rand if freckles aroused an inward chuckle I only had bunny back." Instead. She wouldn't have hurt the "Perhaps some of the live things boy, by laughing outright outside will help you to forget," smll- "It's about Bunny." he told her ed Dean tenderly, taking his hand, when they had reached a spot a little "Let's go sec." more aloof from the heart of things. He led the way to a new hutch be- "Mrs. Prentis says to me this morn- hind the barn, where a bunch of anl-j ing that she wants to buy him for a mated white fur was devouring a car- little Easter dinner, and I says he's rot "Bunny!" exclaimed the delight- not for sale, and she says she'll see ed youngster. "However did you find my aunt. Aunt Sophy'll do anything him, sir?" for money you know. Miss Phelps, When Crossby told him the story and rabbits is scarce now and Bunny's Bobby sighed again and remarked re- all I got to love since Aunt Sophy gretfully. "She's the beat friend any shot Shop 'cause he ate too much." , fellow ever had. Gee â€" I wish she was The child blinked and choked, his going to live here with us." pinched face trembling so pathetically "That's my wish exactly, old man. Amy Phelps would have helped him Suppose we go and ask her!" even If she hadn't known the condl- "Oh dear." sighed Mrs. Prentis tlons. "I â€" I thought maybe you'd when the engagement was announced, keep him for me over to Miss Gates "If we only could of had rabbit for tin Easter's over â€" aunt'll think he's Raster dinner things might have run off," the boy went on. been different!" And mice and spiders played blind: the centre to form a nest Into each man's buff, And the cobwebs hung like curtain stuff, And the odds and ends of sixty years Were stored in a jumble â€" chandeliers With dangling prisms, and candle- sticks. And tall g)asa lamps without any wicks. And rusty andirons and crippled chairs. And china vases â€" a dozen palrS â€" And broken plates, and a long quill pen. And clocks that never would go agrnin. And ancient bureaus and pictures quaint Of simpering l>eauty and solemn saint, And tho trunk that Grandmother Gray with pride Brought to the house as a fair young bride. And right on the dusty lid, behold! A bandbox covered with red and gold Chintz all ribboned and frilled and shirred In the old time fashion so absurd. And tucked away in It lo! a dream Of an Easter hat, all pink and cream, A wonderful yellow Tuscan straw With the widest strings that you ever saw. nest drop one egg yolk, being very careful not to break the yolks. Sprinkle with a little salt. Place in a flat pan and put into a hot oven and bake until the white of egg is a delicate brown. Drop a small piece of butter on each. Serve very hot. Chocolate sauce is served hot with cottage or bread puddings or may be served cold with puddings made of corn-starch or gelatine. The sauce requirse one pint of milk, one table- spoonful of corn-starch, two ounces of grated chocolate, one teaspoonful of vanilla extract, and one-half cupful of sugar. Put the milk In a double boiler, add the chocolate and stir until the chocolate is melted and smooth. Moisten the corn-starch with a little cold milk, add it to the hot milk and stir until it becomes smooth and thick. Add the sugar, take from the fire, add the vanilla and stir until well blended. An Easter â- pudding which will de- light the children requires four cup- fuis of scalded milk, one-iialf cupful of corn-starch, one-quarter cupful of sugar, whites of three eggs, one-half cupful of cold milk, one teaspoonful of vanilla extract and a pinch of salt Mix the corn-starch, sugar and salt, moisten with the cold milk, add the; Making wash day pleasant â€" /lui lue Rimo vhere 310U used to use bar toap â€" for soaking' boiling, or in your Vashing maclune. THE hardest part of wash-day, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, haa given way to the new method of soaking the clothes clean with Rinso. This wonderful new soap gently loosens the dirt and a thorough rinsing leaves things white and glistening as you never could get them before. Only spots where the dirt is ground^ in, such as neck bands, cnS edges, and the like need .n light rubbing, and a little dry Rinso rubbed on these spots quickly makes the dirt disappear. Rinso is sold b]f all grocer* and department stores Rinso B44I MADE BY THE MAKERS OF LUX And a beautiful fluffy drooping plume scalded milk and cook In a double i The very tint of a rose in bloom. "Here's my bonnet," she cried in glee, "Just the style of a hat for me." So she wore her grandmother's Tuscan poke Half in earnest and half in joke. And dark eyed youth who never knew Till Easter morning her eyes were blue Over his hymn book looked at her And thought of laces and lavender. And love and music and «11 things sweet, And laid his heart at her dainty feet. â€" Minna Irving. The Easter Rabbit BY EMMA "She's right here," she whispered, drawing aside a tuft of dead grasses. Mrs. Peter looked, and sure enough, silting on a nest of curly ping crepe paper was the most beautiful rabbit that ever was. She was pure white, and much larger than Peter or Mrs. Peter, and she wore an extremely hand.somfl straw bonnet trimmed with pink feathers. But what surprised Mrs. Peter was not the bonnet, though no one In the Green Forest had ever worn anything like that, but the fact that the while stranger was sitting on a nest of eggs. They were such strange efjgs, too, all striped with pink and green. Some were covered ^^Ith flowprs, and there was a big one with a glass window in one end, and through it Mrs. Peter oould pee pic- tures of flowers and rabbits, all sparkling like Ice. "What are those?" she asked. ' "Those are Easter eggs, of course," answered the stranger. "They hatch out Easter bunnies." "But I never saw any bunnies come out of egi?s," said Mrs. Peter. "And I've raised a good many fine, healthy ifamiUes, too. Who are you, any- way?" 'The stranger pulled a little powder puff out of her apron poc'^et, and he- fore Mrs. Petor'p .icandalizcd eyes she powdered her nosa. BUGBEE. "I am Madame Easter Rabbit." she nald. "and I' have tho most beautiful, families that ever were. Come here, levies." She whistled a little tune, and In' answer to It a strange procession' came from behind the pussy willow bushes. It was led by a big chocolate rabbit walking on his hind legs, car- rying a red egg in his paws, and after him came tumbling six little yellow chicks, all fluffy and fat like the ones Peter had once seen wandering In Farmer Brown's orchard. But every] little chick wore a straw bonnet trim- 1 mcd with pink bows, just like heri mother's. j "But â€" but," stammered Mrs. Peter,; "how can there bo a chocolate rabbit! In the same family with chickens? Alii my children are just alike, and Old Mother Nature told me " I "Never mind Old Mother Nature." laughed the Easter Rabbit "She has' no control over me. 1 really belong to' Mistress Spring. Did you never hear! the story of the Easter rabbit?" "Well, once upon a time, long, long ago, when Mistress Spring was a very young girlâ€" and quite silly and senti- mental â€" she wrote a spring poem, all about dear litllo white lambs and fluffy chirks and downy rabbits in the woods. It was a very silly poem, as you can imagine. Well, Old Motlisr Motion Pictures in Saskatchewan. Agriculture being the baste industry of the province of Saskatchewan, It Is only natural that the Department of Agriculture should make wide use of moving pictures In instruction work. They are used in all S'hort course work carried on by agricultural representa- tives in the province and also by the Extension Department of the Univer- sity of Saskatchewan in connection with the agricultural courses conduct- ed during the winter at various points In the province. The films exhibited deal with practically all phases of ag- riculture. Among them ere pictures Il- lustrating the co-operative marketing of live stock, showing the progress of the good points of korses, bulls, milch cows, gtvo the oUservant an education In what to look (or when selecting these animals. Farm boys get a lot of useful informatioL from films of this character, and put It to good use at the farm boys' camps when the live the anlmaU from the (arm to the stockyards, the care of poultry and the candling of eggs, the construction of trench silos, cream grading, the em- br>-ology o( an egg. Films showing stock Judging competitions are In pro- gresa. A combination of tho practical and aesthetic Is (ound in the film showing the proper method o( tree planting, with the object of demon- strating how farm surroundings can be made more attractive. Live Stock Movements in Canada. The movements of live stock in Canada during Janup.py and Febru- ary compared with the corresponding months of last year at the five prin- cipal centres were: cattle 123,644 against 118,425; calves 21,068 against 17,440; hogs 236,788 against 228,804, and sheep 35,964 against 61,160. The supply of select bacon hogs In Ontario and Alberta showed an up- ward trend In January and February this year compared with the first two months of last year, but Manitoba and Quebec did not do as well. The figures for selects only are: Alberta, this year 3,117, compared with last year 2,14.1; Ontario 68,545, compared with 27,101; Manitoba 4,625, compar- ed with 6,836, and Quebec 7,708, com- pared with 11,889. In other classes of hogs, especially in thick smooth, all the provinces showed an increase. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? boiler for fifteen minutes, stirring! constantly until the mixture thickens.! then stirring; occasionally. Remove j from the fire, add the egg whites. | stiffly beaten, and the vanilla. Mix, thoroughly, pour into a rabbit-shaped j mold and chill. Serve with chocolate | sauce. I Foamy omelet requires four eggs, four tablespoonfuls of milk or water, 1 one teaspoonful of salt, a dash of pepper and two teaspoonfuls of but-! ter. Separate tho yolks and beat| until creamy; add seasonings and milk or water. Then beat the whites ' until stiff and cut and fold them into! the yolk mixture. Place the butter: in a pan, heat, and pour the omelet Into it. Cook slowly (this is an im- portant rule in good omelet making). occasionaHy turning the pan so that the omelet may brown evenly. 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