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August 14, 1912.
For the next si% or seven week* at least holiday wardrobes' will l»e the concern of a good many women, and one of the most important' considerations is alwsys thai of lists. Jot no* there are plenty of really practical models evidently put out specially for holiday makers. *ome of them frankly ugly mnd unbecoming. other* just aa amart and attmetiw. The holiday hat, if for general wear, alionld net depend on tulle, chifon plume*. or erern j artificial flowers for ita trimming. There are | few things better for withstanding wind, sun. | *
^ delightful notion fur a jal*% has for its foundation a lawn handkondiici. witii a hem-attkhed Imrder snd a line of lac inaertinu. llalre this diagonally, one pin* being used for the fpn shaped frill which is to rest 011 the Ml fn:nt of the coat, wliile the bonier* fnen the other half are joined to make the iwvk Kind. Knife pleat the frill along the cut edge and put it ink, the fiont of the neck band, and finish the lower edge with a nanow Irish or ValeiKiiisuies lace. The collar, of course, fastens i|t the back, and if a ronllv gcud efiect is desired: the supports at the aides must not be forgotten. Hy the wsy. all these jabots before being wushed. should lie tacked several times across su as to keep the pleats in position. The threads are cut and drawn out only after ironing.
To Remove Finger Marsk: Nora.—To clean finger marks off doors, rub the finger marks w it-It a cleau piece of flannel dipped in paraffin oil. and the mark* will disappear like magic; wipe with a cloth wrung out of water to take awav tlie Siwll. This is far lnrt%er than using sotp^ "Kd water, aa it docs not take og the
I li ning Salad : J.—Take three milium-sized hemnga, Iwt them alightly. tear o* the skin, cut off the heads, and split them in two. lle>. move the lames and cut them into small square piece*. Place them in \m salad Itowl with ine #nall onion minced fiiiL two nanl buled egga tut in piece*, a cold Dpikd potato aliccd, and a tal>letijMx>i«ful of Aopped parsley. Scaxm wit* a pinch ,4 *slt. a pineh of pepper, three ta1>U*jK>.u fuls of vinegar, a/d two of oil. Mix well, decorate with hearty,,f lettuce and sliced beeiro.4, and (brmrt one*.
Our Shorl Story.
"The Man She Haled."
V I*** perfect, and so waa the luncheon, a fact to which everybody testified by being in the beat of humours afterwards,
During the afternoon, the whole party started to visit a waterfall hi the neighbourhood and by some means or other Moll** found herself walking with Captain Torreas.
She was not a good walker, and presently she be-gan to flag a little.
I don t think there is much to see when you finally get to this wonderful waterfall," she said. "Thw nice mossy bank looks very inviting. I think 1 I shall sit down and wait until they all come back .■ again. Don't you trouble to stay. Captain Tor-r*ns. I shall be quite happy here by myself."
"J don't think I want to sea the waterfall. •Ither. ho rejoined; "and so I shall stay here too—unless my company annoys you."
Molly protended not to hear this remark. She closed her parasol and sat down on the bank. Captain Torrens threw himself at full length on the grass at her feet.
"Miss Stauforth." ho said, after a pause, "why c*n wa never be together without quarrelling?"
Molhe reflected for a moment.
"I don't know the answer," she said, finally. "I^n a very bad hand at guessing riddles."
"I'm Sure I don't want to quarrel with you," purvod her companion. "In fact, I would much father agree with you always."
Mollia looked down at him with an expression of bewilderment.
"What .is the matter with the manP" she thought. "Can it be the champagne?" » "sew see," continued Captain Torreas, "you are so different to most girts."
"In what way?"
"You have such a distinct individuality of yonr
"Purely a terrible defect in a woman from your point of view?"
"Suppose we try and bo friends, Miss Stanforth?"
"Do you think that is possible RJ' she asked, with
"I don't know. I'm afraid not," he answered
\\ ith the materials for picture framing and
handles 'it Is the easiest matte. Urn. ^ j* ^ ^
able now. llotween ther gloss and the wooden backing you insert snything nf a decoralire uaturo that please* nm. Needlework will pro-bahly be the first idea of uvery woman, but I have seen many other thing* used \vith good fleet. Cheap prints, pieces of pretty ...... painted
nothing is mon, popular. The absolnt&ly Mat bows of wide ribbon without "a single pleat or fold are not particularly interesting, but they are worn standing up stiffly in front or at the side of many straw hats; black or navy blue is tlnis trimmed with white, and white
straw, with any colour aa dcaired. A gocd deal I n^rm; dth^f 'thiL sug^mnJ^iH^he prettier are the aigrettes formed of narrower coasful. and will give you a tray that coats ribbon, which are quite simple to make at home, I very little in comparison with these you see though they may be bought. Alwut five yards J ^or qf two and a half inch width ribbon should l*u |
made up into am all bows, onch how using six 1 HOW TO MAKE A CLKAiXIXO IIALI/. inches of ribbon except three or four which F , ,. , „
khoold l» a liUlo smallw-. 1W WwuU Umn k,maWbl 'ji i. JS£ to ki'o,, at™nd1 1* amnged on a stout wire, the amall bows cleaning lml|. ami Uiia is quite a simple thing at the top, and two lengths of ribbon wound to make at home. Shred fine a quantity of tightly between them oiteamg round tlie wire Pu,e whito soup (not yellow), *oy a quarter of between each bow. This forms an aigrette fur I * P°nnd. Dissolve this in as much pure alco-
of brood nhbon to match or ly two narrow b,:at in the yolk* of two eggs, and add a table-
brocade or stencilled linen,
! "I detest him."
i "Nonsense. Moll!*, you don't."
"I do. I think he is. without exception, the rudest man I ever met."
I , '.'What on earth has ho said or done to cause this outburst on your part?" inquired Nellie llur-rcl, somewhat surprised.
"DoneJ" repealed Miss* Stanforth: "what has 1 ho not done? lie has offended everybody in tho place, from th* colonel', wife 10 old Mrs. Kiiaarth. ot Stone llall. whom ho declared hadn't an "h" I in her compoattien."
I "Well, ah* hasn't."
"I know, liut that docs not justify his making such a remark to her niece."
"Porbapa he didn't know Mls# Birch waa Mrm. kilworth b niece."
| "Look bore. Nellie," said her friend, "if rou go . en making excuse, for Captain Torres:. 1 ahall begin to think you are in love with him, so there!"
Miss llurrol grew crimson.
sharply1 L° *° ri'iicu,ou*' she said,
Mollio fixed a relentless gaze spoil her I , "You are!" she said at last. "I know the symp toms. Nellie, I solemnly warn you that If you marry that peripatetic outrage, you cease from that hour to be my friend."
"You haven't yet told me how ho hss succeeded in offending you so deeply," said Nellie, hoping I '<> divert her tormentor s attention.
! "Ho hs! "Well, so you do—very often."
I "Horrid man I" pursued Mollie. ignoring this ; remark. "It is one of a woman's special privi-1 legos to talk nonsense. Ho ought to have known that. Listen I Was not that tho front door bell'-1" "I think so. Yes, Jane Is showing someone in " aut announced "Cap-
spoonful or. turpentine. lastly fuller's ysrth ss will make a "wilid maw. Sham- ' it into a lull sisl let it diy f,.r N-v*Tuj ilava, I after whit* it may lM.fuldKdm,T anv maU-rial tnat has Iweo greeaml. Ck^h sheuhl be damiMxl I slightly before using the boll.
Now that the apples an- coming, in everyone with an mvhard has mm* windfall* which" are not Lu# enough to cw* wlnHe. A nwat de ! I:u,me pmlding may I* made hy stewing a pomyi of fruit, weighed after paring and cor-. ' ingT with the. rind of half a lemon and enough sugar to taste, the quantity rather depend* I on U10 apples. . l'ut just enough water to nussten, awl when the fruit is quite soft rub it : th:i>ugh a sieve. Moke a rnMard with one wlwlj egg a,kl the yolk of a secondhand obout half a pint of milk, sweeten slightly, and when thick let it get cold. .Mix tlic fruit ' pulp gradually with it, and carefully add a gill of thick tivam. Stirve in a gla*a dixit with slips of pastry <An instant later the tain Torrens."
Mollie made a little grimace at her friend, and lihitily murmured, Don't desert ma," just ss a tall, broad-shouldered man entered the room.
He looked a little confused when ho saw tho two girls
"I came to seo your brother. Misa Stanforth. ' hs said, as ho sal down. "Isn't ho at home?"
w>pl'*d Mollio. "Did Jane tell you he
"She said she thought he
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and then turning to Nellie ho" asked.
"Aro you going to the Veruey'a dance on Wed
"Yt". wc are all going," replied Nellie.
Will you allow inn to take this opportunity
"I think wo had better stroll on and meet th* others/' she said, rising and walking away la the direction the rest of the party had taken.
Captain Torrens sprang up, and, after a momentary-hesitation, followed her.
Time passed rapidly, and brought th* «v* of Nelli* llurrel'a wedding day. Most of the guests who were going to be present at the ceremony were staying in tho house, and amongst them were the Stanforths. »
"I shall be so glad when it is all ov*r," remarked Mollis to her brother, when ho came into her room before dinner to have his tie adjuated. "I hate weddings I"
"Do you, Mollio I Why, I should have thought you would have enjoyed it awfully. Of course, £ou ar* going to lose your friend for a time,
"Oh. it isn't that." interrupted Mollie irritably. "I bate tho whole business, that's all. The fuss and bustle, and the tears which it Is considered proper to shed on these occasions. I think I shall be taken seriously llf, and stay in bed to-morrow."
"Oh, nonsense I I say. Mollie, you can't do that, you know. It would look so queer, liesides, jou r* a bridesmaid. You can't altsent yourself. I know you halo poor old Torrie, but that won't prevent his marrying Miss Hurrel. He dine* here to-night, so do try and be civil to him. I can't think what's «Ane over you lately. You and h* hardly ever speak to one another. It's an awful
\('hen her brother had gone out of tho room, Mollie drew near the window and looked out. Tho autumn tints were lovely, but she was not re-
for securing a dance?
The girl blushed and hesitated a little. "I don't quite approve of filling up on

A Useful Silk Coatee.
There is much to be maid in favour of the little separate silk coat that may be worn with various rkwta, especially those of the lingerie order. Many of the patterns are su simple that the amateur can manage them with ease, and the niching which nearly always forms the trimming is merely a matter of patience. The edgings of cord which finish these ruchings arc made by covering soft piping curd with narrow strips of silk cut on the t-rosa. A rfiot taffetas showing green and blue would wear well with white, pale blue, or green voile, or even a linen skirt, if this were in its first freshness.
I am always pleased to receive suggestions from my readers, and to answer, question.* in this column on Dress, the Household, Needlework, etc. Letters must. reach me not later than Tuesday morning, if an anew* r is desired tho following week Kindly address: Mrs. Novello,' Box 16, Kendal.
Vegetable Stains: M.I).—If the hands are stained after cutting up vegetables, rub them over witli a out raw potato' before .washing
gramme beforehand." sbo said.
f "Oh, ^ but you will uiako an exception in my
"Why should I?"
"Because we are such old friends."
Nellie laughed. Six months ago I did not know of your existence."
Captain Torrens looked as if he could have said something else bad they been alone. As it was. however, he. made no reply. Meanwhile Mollio surveyed him quizzically from beneath her long, dark ladies.
I am decidedly do trop here," she thought. "It is evidently a case,' and yet what can she
Miss Stanforth's suspicions were correct, for ' scarcely a fori night later her brother came homo with a piece of news.
"What do you think. Mollio? Miss Hurre* u • engaged to Torrens!"
"Fooljsh girl!" was Mollies rejoinder.
"Why. what do vou mean?" cried the young man. "I thi ik she a uncommonly lurky. Deuced good chap. Torjans. All the fellow. Iik« him."
"All the fellows may," retorted his sister, scorn lully. "Women don't like him."
"No, poor eld Torrie," answered young Stan forth, bursting into a laugh. "He is not exactly a ladies' man. I wonder how he managed to screw himself up to the point? I would like to see him making love, wouldn't you?" "
But Mollie only shrugged her shoulders. During the next few weeks they ss* a good deal Captain Torrens. for Nellie constantly brought him to her friend's house, and be also appeared in society mors than be had ever done before.
He certainly seemed a most devoted lover, and even Mollie began to like him a little belter, although they invariably disagreed upon every subject thev chanced to di*cu>s.
The wedding was fixed for the end of September.
Meantime, we will have a really jolly summer," remarked Mollio to her frienl. "Picnics and all sort* of It will be your very last chance of a'flihg,' Nell, so you had better make the most
Not long after this the Stanforths arranged a ' picnic, which proved an unqualified success. The j
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.. these. "Oh, how 1 wish I bad never sssn I" she said aloud.
Then, turning with an impatient gesture, she cati|;ht up her fan and handkerchief, which lay on the table, and went downstairs. There was no one ' the drawing-room, so she strolled into I ho con-vatory which le' " '* '
Miking dreamily a footstep, and, looming up, saw captain lorreni, Directly no recognised her he turned aa If to go. but stopped irresolutely, and then camo forward.
"Are you freMng #*nrque *t tho thought of the oidcid you have to lace to-morrow?" asked Mollio "You need not disturb youraetf. No woe *v*r notices tho bridegroom You will, for once m your life, realise what it is to bo a noueuUty."
Ho did not answer her, but stood plucking th* * "Vou srtem very pro-occupied to-night," con-tinuwl Mollie. Why are you not with Nellie?" "Poor little Nellie.' he replied, half absently. "1 ijuito ugno wi&h you. liut why this uu-wontid humility on your part?'
He looked down upon her with eyes full df fire.
Why are you **> oruw) to me?" he demanded. "Why do you never say-a single kind word to 1110? Oil, what a fool 1 am!" he concluded bitterly.
"Vou are remarkably incoherent. Hadn't wo be ter go back to the drawing-room? ' \
T lovo you!" he exftanned passfonately. "I Io»c you it* 1 nev«r toved any woman upon this earth—as I fiiall never love any woman again. I wish to God I had never seen your face I"
The colour bad ru*hid to bur chocks at hie first words, but *it had died away mow, and left her very pale. For a moment there was silence, "Why have you *aid this?" ab« asked bnn at l*»t. "It was cruel! It was selfish! Have you forgotten that vou are pledged to Nellie?"
"I h#o forgoUen^verything except thst I love
"Captain Torrens, 1 have always bel'evtd you to be an honourable gentlkmon. 1 am sorry to find my*If mistaken."
He was silent.
»SIjo turned to leave him, but paua"Forget what you have saul this evening," sbo Mid gently. "Vou are going to marry a swet and charming girl who |ov«« with her whole heart, ami for her sake I wiil forgive you your mad, foolish t|»-.xh to me. We can still be friend*.''
Ho took b'T hand. "Wo otu still be friends," he sasl. ami there was a tone in his Voice that unnerved her (or an instant. She hesitated, and her |tp trembb-d. Then *ho looked in bis face, and answen d steadily.
"n* For N.Uie's sake."
.Slowly, lii g. ringly, bia fingers relaxed their hold on hers.
"So be it. then. Coed bye, and God bit** you, my—friend!"
It was a dunning, wedding, people said, and the bride looka- But it waa easily acrouut^l for. Xhn and Nellie had been such friend, all their lives—almost like sisters. It waa no wonder if she waa a little unhappy at losing
(The End * ""
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