TO-DAY'S DINNER.

Dominion, Volume 2, Issue 555, 9 July 1909, Page 3

TO-DAY'S DINNER.

fSpeoially written /or Tub Douinion.J / ' FRIDAY. Pea Soup. ' * Fish Padding. ■ ' Potatoes. Lemon Sago. v • FIStC PUDDING. > ' One pound of any cold'fish, 2oz. rice, bno leaspoonful parsley, half-pint of thick white eauce, two eggs, peppor, ealt, and cayenne. Break the fish in small pieces, mix with tho rice, ohopped parsley, pepper and salt; then mix in sauco and eggs, pour into a well but- ' tered mould, and steam gently for -45min. Serve with egg or anchovy sauce. '' , " -,FOE TO-MOREOW. ' ' One sheep's head, celery, carrot, tnrnip, onion, pearl barloy. i . CANADIAN HEROINES. . THE BORDERLAND WOMAN. It takes heroism to bo a! oheorful back-blocks woman, .even in Now Zealand, and, in the » wilds of tho great American continent, it ' takes a- great deaL moro courage to carry a aromaii triumphantly through too giant difli- /' culties in her way. A writer in "Collier s "Weekly" tells some magnificent stories of the pluck displayed by women in America's borderlands, i . . , . „ "Wβ were having supper off pemmican, 6he says, "at the Onion Lake Indian School, under chargo of the Rev. Jack Matheson, a famous frontiersman, when the mistress of • the house incidentally referred to having. driven ninety miles "that week to set tho broken leg 'of a new settler." "Where did you take training as a nurse? . I asked. v "I didn't take any training as nurse. I took a full course'.in medicine and surgery. You seo when we came here, seventeen years ago, the nearest medical aid'was three hundred miles away, and thero was terrible suffering from lack of a doctor. Something had to bo done. Mr. Matheson couldn't leave; so I took the full four-year course, and came home each summer. You have no idea what a help it was." That is a fine story, but there is a finer yet; about a little lady of the old school in Prince Albert—the kind of lady dono up in ecru lace and black silk—who' had come out v in a tented wagon to the West in tho 'seventies v to 'inaugurate some sort of academy for the frontier. Clergymen camo out at tho same "time on the same errand, but they did not stay. Tho post was perilous and lonely, six weeks from tho nearest town by "tho fastest travel; and one after another thero was a twenty-year procession of them. The whiteshirted gentlemen "chucked" their commission (got "a call" olsewhero) and withdrew; but Miss 'Baker, with -blue blood in ':■ her veins and high living' behind, stayed on. Then, when settlement camo, the academy gave place to modern' institutions, and the ■ little lady seemed stranded high and dry. - But, wait a bit, tho borderland woman doesn't strand easily. , Across'the river from the now town was 1 a band 6f "outcast dogs"—outlaw Sioux— 1 driven 'from the United States after • the i massacres, with prices of ,£2OO on their heads; 1 and girdles round their waists made of scalp- i locks from the murdered down in Minnesota. , i Canadian tribes would *havo nothing to do i with tho outlaws. They were a hunted, ( hounded, haunted'band, living no one knew i how, keeping to themselves, suspicious of all- ( comers. - \. . \,lx • . . ,■ j The Canadian Government would, of course, i do nothing for these American-Indians; but s to'the kittle Christian lady,,ofi the. old- school ' this didn't seem y pi "very Christian policy, < , and, withqut any. prospect ,of. tho-.salary j ■- which came from the Church afterward, she i told Commander' Perry, of the Mounted i . Police, that, if ho would put up a tent for '. her on , tho Sioux camping-aground, she would ', see what could bo dono ■ for the outcasts. ] But the river was very wjdo hore. Who was ; to tako her back and forth? . ' i i Tho'Sioux resented any white coming ] amone'them. They thought she might be a ■ spy after that £200 reward, and they would , not'answer when she accosted them for pas- 1 sage across the river. Watching her chance, ( she followed a young hunter,. who ■ had been ] selling his game»in. the town, down to bis drfgout on tho river, and when he jumped in to push himself off, sho jumped in after him. ' That was the way sho got nor first passage ( across-, Lator an old dugout was procured, and in this she punted herself back and.forth ' through all kinds of weather and ice runs. | Then a friendly yoang hunter came to her , with word that tho Sioux were threatening some night when sho was delayed to waylay her on tho bush trail and drown her. ] "Nonsense, Francois," laughed Miss Baker. "That would "do no good. My body would come,up. Then vou would all be punished. You have been driven out of the States; what would you do if' you were driven out of Canada?" x ~ . , r Francois scratches his touzled' head. He i cannot understand the dauntless spirit of tho little lady 'with tho soft voice and the snappy black oyes; but ho begins to respect her. AH the samo it is a milo from tho river back through tho bush to the Sious camp,'so Francois joins her very' often on that trail. How the little lady won tho Arab youngsters to' school,'mastered ;tho Sioux tongue, poring over tho dictionary till four in tho morning, forgetting to eat; how she' and Miss Cameron—a kindred spirit, who had joined her, with their own hands taught tho outlaws' to make doors and windows, and sashes for tho houses are all stories in themselves. To-day Miss Baker is worshipped by those • Indians, who would have murdered her, and by their children's children. When a salary at last came from the Church, and a reservo was finally granted tho outcasts by the Government, the old chief came to her: "Miss Baker," ho said, drawing a circlo on the ground with his cane ; "if we build on the new reserve, here," pointing to tho rim of the circle, "will you build here in tho centre?"