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
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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."