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��Popular Science Monthly



��A Crib, Baby-Carriage and All in One

A STRANGE new vehicle has been vented for the comfort and con- venience of babies and their mothers. It is a combination crib, baby carriage and bassinet so arranged that it can be folded away and stored in small space when not in use.

The crib is enclosed in a silver -wire screen and is p r o V i d e d with a shel- tering canopy to keep away flies. A mat- tress- plat- form is pro- vided in order to make the crib a downy bed for the young- ster. When the in- fant's nap is finished, the mattress and board can be lowered. This leaves a roomy little play-space where the baby may romp and exercise without the slightest possibility of injury to himself. His mother knows he is safe and can go about her usual duties.

���in my right side— a bullet had gone through my cubes. Had not the cubes been there, I would have lost my life, as the bullet would have gone in my right

side and out at the left. Please be sure to send my lid to my house when you have done with it, as I would not part with it for any- thing."

We have heard of cases of a much- treasured Bi- ble, carried above a sol- dier's heart in obedience to a mo t her's re- quest, saving his life, but never before has a pro- saic soup cube had such a ro- mantic mission.

��Above: The crib extended, with its sheltering canopy in place. At left it is be- ing folded for storing away

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��Saved by a Tin Filled with Soup Cubes

A PRIVATE in the Gordon Highlanders owes his life to a can containing soup cubes. The illustration strikingly shows what happened to the bullet intended for him. Here is the private's own story:

"I had just received my weekly parcel from home on the 24th of September, as we made the charge at Loos on the 25th, so I thought I would put my cubes in my pocket as when I got them the week before I lost them out of the parcel.

"We went over the parapet on the Saturday morning, and drove the enemy right out of Loos and ovei* Hill 70. All at once I got a bullet in the leg, and about five .minutes after I felt a sharp prick

�� ���A private in the Gordon High- landers was saved from death by a can of soup cubes. A bullet passed right through the can

��Marks of Age by Which Dressed Poultry May Be Tested

THERE are tricks in every trade, they say, and the average poultry dealer is not likely to be altogether exempt from the implication; for there are almost no tests by which the buying public may judge the age of his birds which he may not, if he is so disposed, cover up or offset. For instance, it is commonly known that in a young chicken, goose or turkey the end of the breastbone is easily bent, like the cartilage in the human ear, while in the old bird it is brittle. But this test is often rendered worthless by the dealer breaking the end of the breastbone so that it seems pliable.

The feet sometimes fur- nish a clue. In a young bird they are soft and smooth, while in an old one they are hard and rough, and if a male the spurs are long and large. Young turkeys have black feet, it is said, which grow pinkish at about three years and then turn gray and dull. In ducks and geese the flexibility of the windpipe denotes the age.

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