MY LITTLE GIRL, tnt night tlwro Hew to let nip in My Utile brown-eyed daughter, Klit" searched my pocket every cmo To see what I IiihI brought her; Khi kissed mi' sweet on brow nnil cheek, And culled inc "dear old fellow!' The saucy, merry little scamp, IWitb Hying curl no yellow. Hhc perched iipmi my knee ntid told, With comment ijiiiiint und pretty, Or nil the happening ut homu IWliile I wn in the city. Kh wound tnu round her linger iiuull. Dust an hIio Iiiin done ever fcly little girl! I'd keep her tbu forever nnd forever! That wan hiHt night. To-night there came Into the room ilemurcly !And tint upon the window Rent prim young stranger girlie. Rhe en nnot he my little hiss, mho iihciI to meet aie dully, With Iniigh, nnd kiss, nnd merry speech Awl feet tlmt Hkipped no gaily! Why mint Hhe grow yomiK-ludyficd, And Btep in longer drenen? Vhy ilid they I. mid nnd tie, and prink Her tossing yellow tresses? Why should lliey change her gprins-hwiled boots For trotter ho old-iniiidy? 0 where, where' my little girl, And who Ih tlmt young ludy V 1 sadly giiKcd in Hilence; she But meek, und uiircplylng, A little noli nnil then there came A burnt of childish crying. Hhe crept to me nnd hid her face; My eyed grew strangely hazy; ller father' nriiiM had caught her cloie "My little one my Grucie!" "I do not wnnt to lie grown up! I'll be your little girlie! I'd ruther wear my dresses short And let my huir hung curly." I raised her fnce her loving tears Itepuid the kiss I guve her, "I don't enre If I am fourteen! I'm pupa's pet forever." "You uhnii't be grown tip, love," I cried, "But stay my own und darling, I'd ruther hnve the dreNHeH Hliort, And see your tresses curling! I'll Bpenk to niniimiii!" nnd I will IiOt fnfOiioii wnit my pleiiHiire. At leant another yenr I'll keep My household's childhood treuaure. My little girl! My little Grnce! Come, now! a romp together, G'o clear the shadows from your face .ml bring the HiiiiHlilue weather. (Pear heart! the yenrs too fuHt will go jln apito of our endenvor. Dint you will always be my child, My little girl forever. Harriet Frani'ciiu Crocker, in George town Herald. WEE WUNG'S PREDICAMENT. It has been two or throe yenrs since (Wee Wung returned to Pckln, but fond recollections of Ii Ls grent genius still illngor In the hearts of 'the people of IChlnntown. He wos considered by the lOhlnese of Sun Francisco the very best Ifemale Impersonator tlmt had' ever troil (the bunrdH of a .theater outside of tlio (Flowery Land. He was honored nml kilned by the wealthiest Mongolians In KJhlmi town, nml niliuired by nil as the iprlnee of comedians, during his year's engagement with the local stock coin 1)11 ii y. Wee Wiing, who wns a good-looking, little miu) of about twenty-live years, Always Appeared In the lending female ;rolc of a piny, nnd always nmdc the (lit of the performance. Ills make-up ns a gentle Utile belle was a work of art, und bis portrayal of the feminine role ,vas oven more artistic Willi his beau tiful wig of oily black hair adorned with many jeweled pins and tiny chains, iwlth his rouged cheeks, rosy -red Hps nnd penciled eyebrows, and with ills Jovely gowns and tiny silken shoes, Wee iWung became u very adorable person. Indeed so adorable, lit fact, that occa Hlonully n masculine heart In the audi ence made the rlclduluus mistake of throbbing will) loving admiration. Due evening, during the continued run of the highly successful comedy, "The Emperor's Favorite 1'eneoek," Wee Wiing arrived ut the theater earlier 1han usual, and, after he had donned Ms feminine garments nnd given his face the usual maidenly appearance, lie discovered that he had mistaken the hour, nnd had come to the play house long before the time when he was to make his llrst entrance upon the stage, ilt was not yet 8 o'clock, nnd ns Wee iWung was not t nppcar In the play tin 111 after 1), the little comedian conclud ed to enjoy his spare moments In a pro longed smoke. So he rolled up several cigarettes wilh his rice paper nnd to bacco nnd sauntered down to the stage door, where he might stand on the steps nnd Inhale the refreshing night air to nether with the smoke. He leaned against the doorway and direct iil his gaze toward the star-lit sky, while his thoughts! wandered away to his beloved rekin. He pictured In his mind bis return to his native land, Unsh od with artistic triumphs on American mill, his purse ovcrllowlng with Amer ican dollars. For Wee Wung. like most of his fellow countrymen who sail to America, had come with but one object In view, mid that was to carry back home with him just as much money as lie could possibly secure. As he stood there In the stage doorway, dreaming of coming riches, his cigarette became mailer and smaller, until It burned bis linger and was regretfully thrown Into the gutter. Wee Wung was about to light another when a cab came rattling along the iKiuldcriHl street. The driver brought the horse to a standstill at the curb stone, directly In frout of the little comedian, and a woman stepped out upon the sidewalk. Wee Wung was greatly surprised when (he turned to liim and said, "My good woman, would you like to enru Ave dollars?" Of course the lady supposed Wee Wiing to be a woman, and the actor smiled to himself nt tho mistake. He understood Kngllsli fairly well, al though he spoke It poorly, and he com proheiidod the fact that the strange lady of the cub wished liliu to perform some service for money, lie nodded his lieiid, Indicating that he was perfectly willing to earn live dollars u sum which Is not to be laughed at by liny Chiiiainan, und certainly tiot by merce nary little Wee Wung. "There Is no work expected of you." said the lady. "All you have to do Is to come with me at once, as 1 am In a great hurry." Wee Wung explained, as best he jotild, that he must be bnck by 0 o'clock. "Very well," his new friend contlu uod, "I promise that you shall be brought back to your homo here In the cab by that time." The bargain was completed. Without asking any questions, the adventurous Chinaman entered the vehicle with tho strange woman nnd was quickly driven up Depont street toward the business portlou of the city. Wee uug did not choose to disclose his Identity, for shrewd reasons of his own. In the first place, he preferred that his new com panion should believe him to be a wom an, been two If she realized the true state of things, he feared that she might not give him the live-dollar Job after all. Second, he wished to keep his curious trip Into the city u close secret, for If the manager of the, theater discovered that the little cotiiudlan had played truant In order to euru extra money, he might not upprove of the adventure at ull. So Wee Wung held his tongue, and said not a word to the lady seated beside him as the cub rumbled along the street, although ho could not but feel some curiosity to know what he was expected to do in leturu for the money. The lady volunteered no Infor mation upon the subject, however, so the little comedian remained quite In the dark. In a short time the cub came to a stop In front of a large building, the topmost part of which so Wee Wung noted as lie gazed upward-appeared to be brlllluntly lighted. The little Mon golian's new friend took him by the hand, lending him Into the building and Intoun elevator, und accompanying him in a flying Journey to the top floor. Soon Wee Wung found himself on a plutform In the brightly llluntlnuted hall which lie had seen from the street. His guide, the woman of the cnb, ushered him to one side of the platform, behind a cur tain, where nnother lady, seemed to be waiting for them. A tall, straight, rath er handsome woman she was, and she wore the most curious costume that Wee Wung had ever seen upon un American lady. "I have found n Chinese woman for you, Mrs. rinkey-Creston," said Wee Wung's woman, as she led the supposed Chinese girl Into the presence of the strangely costumed lady. 'Oh, I thank you so much, Mrs. Iles- per," replied Mrs. Pinkley-Crestou, en thusiastically. . ''I'm sure I don't know what I should have done without your kind assistance. It is after 8 o'clock, und I must begin ut once, or my audi ence will be growing Impatient." After bidding Wee Wung remain where he wns until told to step forward, Mrs. riiikley-Crestoti walked out to the . ..I...,. i. ii.. it.... center or me piiiiioi ui, woue .ure. n ca per took a seat In the audience. By peeping around the curtain lielilnu which he was stationed, the little Chin aman could see that the hall was tilled will) women. There was not n man among them. What did it all menu? Why liad lie been brought here? Wee Wung was sorely puzzled. What kind of entertainment wns this, and what part could he possibly take In it? But Mrs. rinkley-Creston had begun to talk, nnd Wee Wung strained his ears in or der to liPiir something that might throw light upon the bewildering situation. "My dear friends," begau Mrs. Plnk-ley-Creston, "1 come before' you to night to repent my somewhat celebrated lecture upon 'Woman's Press In Differ ent Nations.' 1 have always been an ardent advocate of dross reform, and in this sacred cause I have traveled over the world so that 1 might become thor oughly acquainted with the costumes worn by the women of different nation alities. I now propose to take each na tion, one at a time, and describe to you the native dress of Its women. I shall llrst call your attention to the Chinese not tlmt they come llrst, necessarily, In the matter of proper dress, but be cause I have secured n Chinese woman from Chinatown to Illustrate this part of my lecture, nnd 1 do not wish to take up too much of her time." Here Mr. rinkley-Creston turned her bead and smiled sweetly at Wee Wung, and beckoned him on to the platform before the audience, l'oor Wee Wung was terror stricken ns he stepped into view. lie bad appeared upon the boards the greater part of bis life, but had never experienced stage fright before, lie regretted that he had been fool enough to be tempted by five dollars Into leaving his theater. He had not understood the meaning of half the words used by the lecturer, nnd did not dream, ns yet, what was expected of him. So he stood there upon the plat form looking before ulin Into a throng of American women a badly frighten ed little Chinaman. A murmur of ad miration arose from the audience when Wee Wung made his appearance, for, as has before been stated, he presented a very charming figure of Chinese maid enhood when made up for the roles he always played. "Xow, all will notice," continued Mrs. rinkley-Creston, taking the end of Wee Wung's silken gown In her hands, "that the Chinese women wear only the most soft nnd clinging outer garments, which are not only comfortable to the wearer, but Tery pleasing to the eye as well. Their great wide sleeves I also sanc tion, and trust the day will come when all women will wear them. As for thu undergarincuts of tho Chinese women, I regard them as most sensible and praiseworthy. Xow, my good woman," the lecturer went on, addressing Weo Wung, "I wish that you would show tho ladles the rest of your clothes, und tell them In your best English the uiuuner In which you tlress." A luminous light flashed Into Weo Wung's uliuond eyes. At lust be un derstood It nil. "Chinese gal no tulkee," he snld In his falsetto voice, shaking his head vigor ously, "If Mellcau lady no pay Ave dol luh." "She Is afraid that I will not pay her the money which I promised her for coming here," explained Mrs. Plukley. Crestou to the audience. "Yotmeed not fear, my little woman, I shall give you the live dollars," she added, turning to Wee Wung. "Xow, please to tell the ladles about your clothes." "Firs' give Chinese gal five dolluh," repeoted Wee Wung, with a broad grin. "Very well, then," replied the lectur er with some exasperation in her voice, "here Is the money," and she drew from her trousers pocket a flve-dollnr note which she handed to the little Cblua man. Xo sooner was the money In his hand thun Wee Wung raised his voice uud fulrly shouted: "Me no Chinee gal me Chinee boy!" nnd he jerked from his head the black fulse hair, disclosing his shaven cra nium and long, snake-like queue. The confusion which followed beggars description. In the midst of It all little Wee Wung hurried down six flights of stali-s, not during to ride alone In the elevator, and run nil the way back to the Chinese theater, laughing as be ran ns no Chlnnman ever laughed before or since. Louis Weslyu Jones, In Kate Field's Washington. fcssp-im a row m,7 In press Is a new novel by Cllve Hol land, entitled "A Writer of Fiction." "A Study of St. Paul," by the Rev. S. Baring-Gould, is announced for early publication. Alice Kipling yes, she is his sister hns written a novel which Is shortly to appear In London under the title, "A Pinchbeck Goddess." Uudynrd Kipling has completed a new short story of some 12,000 words In length, to which he has given the title "Slaves of the Lamp." "Itnput of Hartzun" is the title An thony Hope has chosen for his sequel to "The Prisoner of iienda." It Is to be run as a serial before being put Into book form. Marie Corelll's "Ziska" la pn the eve of appearance in London. Whether she is or is not "the gie.itest of romance makers of to-day," her book is sure to sell by tens of thouands. Among the most Important books that are Just ready are Davenport's "Exper imental Morphology," Maey's "English Constitution," and Miss Kiugsley's Travels in West Africa." Max Pemberton's forthcoming story, "Christine of the Hills," deals with the Adrlutlc and the beautiful mountain town of .lajce In Bosnia. Some of the scenes are also laid lu Vienna, but the heroine Is an Italian. The Mnctnlllan Company Is about to publish E. F. Knight's account of the recent expedition to Dongola, based up on his letters as special correspondent of the London Times. The title Is to be "Letters from the Soudan." If sab's are any Indication of merit, "Fort Frnyne" must be the best of Cnpt. King's novels. Nine cloth edi tions of the book were sold during the llrst year, nnd Mr. Xeely now an nounces a new 25,000 edition lu paper. The Inst two novels written by the Duchess before her death nre soon to appear. "The Coming of Chloe" Is to appear at once, and the last of the thirty or forty volumes by Mrs. Ilun gerford, entitled "Lovlee," will shortly follow. Tho last of Stevenson's unpublished works will begin Its serial appearance soon. Unlike "Weir of Hermiston." this novel Is said to have been left all. but complete at the author's death. Those who have rend it say It Is a straightaway, honest tale of adventure, related In Stevenson's most spirited vein. It Is a love story and records the adventures of an audacious French soldier who becomes a prisoner of war In Edlnburg Castle. In Richard Harding Davis' article on "The Banderium of Hungary" he says that the celebration at Buda-Pesth last June of the thousandth year of Hun gary a 9 a kingdom was one of the great historical spectacles of the cen tury, celebrating the triumph of parlia mentary government, and yet hardly any mention was made of It In current Journalism. On the other hand, the Czar's coronation, a festival of abso lutism, was trumpeted throughout the world. The Russian Imperial Academy has decided to undertake the publication of a national biographical dictionary of Kusslan men of letter and men of sci ence. The ground for such a work has been prepared by the laborious efforts of M. Venguerov, and the materials he provides will practically form the work, which the academy will bring out at Its own cost. It Is stated that these materials fill 400.000 pages of manuscript. aDd contain a biographical sketch of the selected Individuals as well as references to their works. Liv ing Russians are Included, and M. Ven gueroy has received much assistance from tbeni In his compilation. A promising mine will as surely ruin a man In time as a promising bors. A COUNTRY OF CHECKS. Uardahlpe of 1 nullahnien with tba American liuicnag-e fryatrm. The Amerlcnn Constitution has been called a system of checks. So Is Amer ican life, says the Loudon Mull. Wheu you want to travel you give your bag gage to the porter of your hotel and he gives you a check In return. At the station you reclaim it with the check, and pass It In at a counter and receive another check. As you ap proach your destination another func tionary comes along the train, takes your check and gives you nnother in Its place. He llshes out your baggage and conveys It to your hotel for a con sideration. You have left your third nnd lust check at the ofllce of the hotel when you enter It, and thence it is de livered up on receipt of the baggage. At llrst you bless this arrangement ns the snlvutloii of the traveler. Af ter a few weeks of It the tyranny of the check becomes so gulling that you begin to long for the flue old English method of dumping down your goods In front of the porter nnd Ieifvlng them to find the wuy themselves. You would even hull It us a personal triumph If some of your baggage would get lost. But It never does. Sometimes it ar rives lute, but It ulwnys arrives. Yet It seldom arrives In the shape In which It started, If that Is uny con solation. They who hnve to do with baggage see to that. You very soon discover why Americans carry their goods In Iron-clad trunks, and why It Is madness for anybody to do anything else. I started out, like nn Idiot, with a new leather portmanteau. They ripped the stout brass lock off In the first week not for plunder nppurent ly, but simply because It is the tradi tion of tho service. They punched It nnd kicked nnd (lanced on It. Iu softer hours, when literary Inspirations came, they wrote on It. "My portimnteau to dny Is an epitome of the political sen timent of the United States Trout New York to Snn Francisco. As n histori cal document It Is beyond price, nnd I am contemplating the gift of It to the library of Congress at Washington. As a portmanteau it has both feet In the grave. The system of checks Is not confined to travelers' luggage. The conductor of the train passes carelessly to nnd fro asking for your tickets, and giving you a check In return, or asking for your check and returning your ticket. If you hand your stick to a boy In a hotel while you write your name In the register he dashes off to stow It away in some secret place nnd returns triumphant with a check. But the npotheosls of the check Is nt Niagara. When you go down to the Cave of the Winds you strip off all your 'clothes and leave them, ns well os your valuables, In a tin box with the attendant. . Then you go down to battle with the cutaract attired only In a suit of pajamas, a suit of oilsuins nnd a check lushed around your neck, nnd rising nnd falling with the bent Ipg of your heart. Xo wonder th': American speaks of death ns handing in his checks. It is only by death that he can rid himself of them. The Greatest Violinist. Paganlnl wns the most remarkable genius with the violin that the world ever knew. His technique was some thing wonderful, but mere technique would never have accomplished tho results he obtained, nor would. It have thrown the musical world Into spasms of admiration ns lie did. The accounts of his playing seem almost Incredible. With the llrst note the audience was spellbound, and remained so to the last. From the violin he drew tones which were unsuspected to exist and Invented and played passages believed to be Im possible. Moore said: "raganinl can play divinely, and does so for a min ute or two; then comes his tricks and surprises, his bow In convulsions, his enharmonics like the mewing of an ex piring cat." The main technical fea tures of Paganini's playing were his unfailing intonations, his wonderful rapidity, and a command never equaled of harmonics and double harmonics. He was wonderfully tricky, however, and often accomplished effects not un derstood even by experts, by tuning his violin In a different manner from that usually employed. A certain trick passage, running up two octaves while holding B flat, seems to be Impossible to the ordinary violinist, but. It Is said, by tuning a semi-tone higher the pass age presents no unusual difficulty. He never allowed anyone to hear him tune his violin, nnd when profcs-ional people attempted to solve the problem of his playing by requesting him to play in private, he invariably contrived In s mio way or other to disappoint their ex pectations. The secret of his execution died with, him, and he has never beetj equaled as a violinist. Why He Suffered. "I understand you were punished In school to-day, Thomas," said Mr. Ba con to his 12-year-old boy. I "Yes, sir," promptly replied the ju venile. i "For what?" ! "For telling the truth, sir." ' "Your teacher said it was for some reflection you made upon her age." I "That's the way she took It, father. You see, she drew a picture of a basket of eggs on the blucklHiard. and while she was out of the room I just wrote under them: The hen that made the eggs Isn't any chicken!" Yonkers Statesman An Inducement. In an advertisement for a young gen tleman who left his parents it was stated that "if Master Jacky will re turn to his disconsolate pa routs be shall be allowed to sweeten his tea." , Tit-Bits. ' When you find It hard to keep warm. It is a sign of old age. We have nit hn warm for three days. tlMIMll t aaVi ' .7 -.--Ei Pmotcehniiae for Curlnir Meat. A smokehouse so arranged that the attendant need not enter when filled with smoke to replenish the fire Is but rarely In use. The plan Illustrated ob viates such anuoy ance. The house is square, nnd may be of a size dependeut upon the amount fmkpot. of material one may have yearly to cure by smoke. For common use. a house ten feet square Is of ample proportions. In the cut, nn entrance door Is shown In front aud a small window near the top that can be opened from the outside to quickly free the Inside of smoke. At the bottom of one side Is a small door, from which ex tends a small track to the center of the room, In which slides a square piece of plank, moved by an Iron rod with a hook on one end. On this plank Is placed an old Iron kettle, with four or five Inches o f earth In the bot tom. On this the fire Is to be built, when the kettle can be slid to the,' center of the room with the Iron rod. It can be drawn to the small door at any time, to replen- smokkhousk. lsh the Are without entering the smoky room or allowing the smoke to come out. The house has an earthen floor and a tight foundation of brick or stone. The walls should be of matched boarding and the' roof shingled. Corn cobs make an excellent smoldering fire with an abundant evolution of smoke. Chips from the woodpile with some earti and sawdust, If not too moist, also make a smoldering fire that an swers very well. Farm and Home. Whipping Balky Hors?a. Notwithstanding the fact that the press continually admonishes whom It may concern that It does no good to whip a balky horse, almost every own er or driver of one does it to-day. It la probably the greatest piece of horse folly in existence. It is not a rem nant of barbarism,, but It Is continued barbarity, and brings out what original sin there Is In a man. The brain of a horse can retain but one Idea at a time. If the Idea Is to sulk, whipping only In tensifies it. A change of that idea, then, Is the only successful method of management. This may be accom plished lu a score of ways, a few of which are here named: Tie a hand kerchief about his eyes; tie bis tail to the bellybaud or backhand; fasten a stick In his mouth; tie a cord tightly about his leg; clasp his nostrils and shut his wind off until he wants to go; unhitch him from the vehicle and then hitch him up again, or almost any way to get his mind on something else. Whipping or scolding always does harm. The treatmeut should always be gentle. There are more balky driv ers than horses. National Stockman. Poles All the Year. The farmer who grows a variety of crops can If he chooses select such kinds as will furnish him always some thing to sell at any time of the year. All the family expenses go on without ceasing, aud unless Income does also the debts accumulated when there Is nothing that can be sold make a heavy load when the few main crops are mar keted. The necessity for peddling his products lu small driblets may seem a hardship, but It teaches how little sums of money acuniulate if they are saved, which Is a mnch better lesson than that of learning how fast they add up when they are carelessly spent. Pow I'lnater Early. The experience of farmers who have used plaster most shows that it can not be relied upon to do any good if sown after most of the pring rains have passed. How early It can be 60wu with advantage cannot be said. It was a common practice of an old farmer of our acquaintance to sow plaster ou the snow at the same time he sowed his clover nnd grcifs seed. If there is a clover seediug ou the ground, the plas ter may be sown any time in winter or even the previous fall. It wl'.l help the clover until the field Is ploweJ again. It Is supposed that one advantage of the plaster is in absorbing ammonia from the air and rain. But there is more ammonia in most snow In propor tion to the water it contains than iu any rainfall. For that reason sowing plaster on snow that fell in large, open Hakes, and therefore absorbed most ammonia from the air, will probably be advisable. American Cultivator. Wood Aatira f.ir tleavr Soil. 1 All heavy soils contain some potash. but it is often In form not available for crops. Hence ashes or other forun ' of available potash may do as much ' good on heavy lcnms as they do en I sandy soils naturally deficient in thi mineral. Even if potash is present in sandy soils It is quite likely t.j lie iu the form of a silicate of potash, w hich is Insoluble except In contact with some 0 thing that Is fermenting. It hi tlm that a dressing of stable manure hav ing very little potash Itself may make bright, clean straw where It la applied, while on the land not manured the gralu and straw will bo rusted. It Is potash or tho lack of It that makes this difference, and the result shows that the manure made soluble enough pot ash In the soli to maintain healthful pluut growth. . I'oor Tram in MakeOoud Hoada. It was determined to break up the tramp nursery this season by estab lishing some extensive rock-breaking piles at Wutervllle, central Xow York. A tent was erected in which the tramps were given shelter and food, and It was stipulated that each tramp was to cum his shelter and food by work on tho rock pile. The hop-plcklng enmp lust ed twenty-two days, nnd during tlmt time 710 men and 04 boys, all tramps, availed themselves of the opportunity to work ou the rock pile. They succeed ed In breoklng up 400 tons of rock, worth to the community for their mac adum roads $1.15 per ton. The cost of their entertainment amounted to but $375. The experiment was satisfactory In every respect. The conclusion was found that the hard times have Influ enced the character of tramps. Ordin arily the opportunity to work for a meal or a night's lodging Is rejected. Orange Judd Farmer. Bncceaa In Frnlt Gardening. Published accounts are given of the success of small orchards planted a few years ago In northern Ohio. Among others Is thnt of Aaron Teeple, who ten years ago bought three acres of land, built house and barn on It, and planted It with a general collection of fruit trees, Including peaches, pears and plums, and twenty of the most popular grapes. One-half of the ground Is de voted to market gardening. For three or four years he has taken premiums for fine fruit. It Is said that the re ceipts this year will exceed $000. The plum crop was over fifty bushels this season, and the fruit large and highly colored. This furnishes a fine example of the brief time required to bring fruit trees Into profitable bearing. Profit In Yonnir Anlmala. It Is mighty poor stock that will no pay a profit while It Is young. The cost of keeping is smallest then, and its growth from the same feed Is greatest An oid farmer who always grew hogs said that the market never got too low for him to make some profit. All he did as the price went down was to kill the pigs or sell them alive while still young. "It Is curious," he used to say, "how many farmers toward spring want to buy young pigs. They will often pay nearly as much as the same animal will be worth after keeping all summer, es pecially If the price of pork declines, as It is apt to, between spring and falL Water Over Underdralns. It often happens when ground is frozen deeply and thaws suddenly that water will stand over the drains for several hours. This only means that the frozen soil does not let the water through to the drain. But this never occurs long enough to do any Injury even to winter grain. The warm air from the drain is always thawing the soil from below, and It does not take many hours If the drain Is a deep one for the warm air to break through. Coal to Boll cap, Under the old methods of tapping trees enough were killed by the severe gashes made to keep the Ares supplied that are needed to boll the sap. But in most places coal Is quite as cheap a fuel as wood, especially if thifty maple trees have to be cut down to feed the fires. A wood flame is sure to be un even, not furnishing the steady regu lated heat which Is needed to make tb best product. Poultry Polnt. Have you selected your best and sold the culls? If not, why not? We should niannge not to keep a fowl or chick any longer than they are a source of Income. To sell our best even at a good Price Is foolishness; as long as we wish to breed we should keep them. . The knowing Just what to sell and Just when to sell Is often the difference between success and failure. It Is no earthly use feeding a lot of chicks that are of no use only for the pot; sell them and use the money to buy fed for the rest. Of course our best breeders must not be disposed of even when they are not laying, as they must be kept for breeding purposes. It is not good policy to sell all the cockerels, even If you do not want but one as a breeder; by keeping three or four you will have a better selection, and then if you keep but one, he might die, then you would be compelled to buy a breeder. Interstate Poultrymaii. Ills Views. The Rev. U. S. Hawker, rector of Morwenstow In Cornwall, was the poet of his rocky and beautiful corner of England. It has been said of him that he was a poet first, a divine afterward. His great and stirring song: "And shall Tre'awney die?" will never be forgotten in Cornwall, and all his lyrics of the region are touched by such true and haunting local color that they can never be disassociated from the place. But aside from his poetic gifts, this noted churchman had a tine sense of humor. Many persons doubted wheth er he was at one with his own church, or whether he ha 1 inner leanings to ward the Papal communion. Querists, however, got little satisfaction out of him. One day some one asked him poinrhlank, "What are your views?" He walked up to his wlinluw. and looked out on lli! At!:::.:!c. "If." said he. "my eyes were :ron4 enough. I should have a perfect view of Labiadc'r."