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THE SUOTAX OEEGOXIAN, PORTIAOT, OCTOBER 1, 1905.
AINTMIERTO FAMOUS STOCK
wjJI) J)j owq effort -
5mcejsfiilly earned a Jcie&cc.
sjTfiZE TWO YZAROZD
pHOROUGHBRBD catOe -will not
I grow lor a poor man" is an
old saying1 that Is familiar among:
fetockmen, but I am satisfied that saying
is a myth. A rich man can raise fine
jstock, of course, because he has plenty
of money at his command, but he depends
on some one man to oversee his farm, and
If he makes a mistake in selecting his
foreman, the results are very apt to fall
far short of hlg expectations.
"A poor man takes charge of the work
himself. If he has not had experience
in the business he will make many fatal
mistakes that will not only be discourag
ing, but expensive, but he has one advant
age, though, and that is his gain in ex
perience as he goes along. Before many,
years. If he sticks to his work, ho can
turn his mistakes into profit, and once
he gets on top of the heap, he is sure of
his footing, for he knows Just where he Is
Philip Austin Frakes, proprietor of the
Lakeside stock farm, located on Willam
ette Slough, near Scappoose, 20 miles
northwest of Portland, who made the
foregoing statement, certainly knows
whereof he speaks, as he has become a
successful breeder of registered Holsteln
cattle, and has succeeded in carrying
away a number of first prizes at the
Lewis and Clark, livestock show in com
petition with some, of the best herds in'
the United States.
He began his career as a breeder 22
years ago, practically without money.
He was then 26 years of age. His wife
had Inherited 170 acres of bottom land,
now part of the big stock farm, and he
moved with his little family from a farm
he had rented In Washington County to
the new place, then covered with timber
knd absolutely unimproved, and began
his chosen work. Today he owns 450 acres
of land, 103 head of thoroughbred Holsteln
ttle, either registered or eligible to reg
istration, and his entire holdings are val
ued at about $25,000. He is satisfied with
what he has accomplished, and when seen
one evening last week in the big shed at
the Exposition after he had been awarded
his prizes, he was the picture of content
ment. It was no easy task to get him
to talk about his career as a stockbreed
er, as he is reserved and modest when
it comes to publicity, but once he got
'warmed up to the subject his story fairly
flowed from him. From the start he was
assisted by his wife, and he gives her
great credit for her part in his success.
Making a Start.
"The undertaking was not an easy
one, but I did not realize this until I had
got fairly started," said Mr. Frakes, con
tinuing his story. "I left my rented farm
in Washington County with 13 old, scrub,
kicking cows, and a heart full of hope
and settled on the new place. I was then
fairly launched in the dairy business, and
I began to look forward to the time when
I could improve my stock and begin as
a breeder. This was in 1882.
"The dairy cow is a poor man's best
friend, and I soon found tuis out. The
Eecond year I invested $800 in new stock,
increasing my herd of cows to SO. My
wife and I sold 5000 pounds of butter
"Things progressed slowly until 1SSS. I
did not have even a graded cow on my
place, let alone a registered "critter. I
had put in five years of hard work, with
no startling results, and I began to real
ize that dairying would be a falluro un
less i got some better cattle. In the. Fall
of that year I attended the Portland Fat
Stock Show and bought a little registered
Holsteln .bull calf about three feet high
for $235. With this little animal I returned
to my farm. I did not have a clear idea
of what I was going to do, but I knew
that some day, if the calf lived, all of my
cow.s would not be scrub animals.
"This was really the beginning of the
Lakeview Stock Farm. In 1890 I found
myself the possessor of J2Z. head of heifer
calves, and I can tell you they looked
good to me. 1 watched over them ten
derly, was careful of their feed and
raised them with as much attention as I
now do thoroughbreds. Those animals
would compare now with my blooded
stock much in the same way as my scrub
cows compared to them.
Improving His Herd.
"Along in 1892, 1 think it was, I attended
the Oregon State Fair, at Salem, and
there bought two registered cows. By
that time I had again awakened to the
fact that If I was going to be a breeder
of flno cattle I would have to get out of
the grade class and break into the regis
tered class. All this time I was making
and selling butter and disposing of veal
In the Portland market, and of course
was making money. To realize my ambi
tion to raise thoroughbred cattle I had
happily selected dairy stock, for without
this class of cattle I would have made
a. miserable failure for lack of money. I
was lucky in not becoming hazy at the
start and selecting beef cattle.
"At this time I owned the only regis
tered hull in Oregon. This was the ani
mal I purchased at Portland, and he was
from a breeding farm in New York state.
The two cows I Just mentioned also came
from the East. I decided to buy another
bull and sent to Minnesota to a well
kqgwn breeder for one, paying $150 for
another little animal about three feet
high and handed over $7 in express
charges to have him shipped to Portland.
He was just 10 months old.
"Now, all this time my neighbors had
"been eyeing me suspiciously, and when
the new bull calf arrived they threw up
their hands and declared I was a fool
or had gone stark mad'.
" 'A fool and his money are soon part
ed,' was the way some of them sized me
up, and others vowed I had got beyond
all limits of control and that my family
should have mo looked after.
"It wouldn't do for mo to say I was
not annoyed, for I was: but I said noth
ing and just pegged away, believing I
knew what I was doing and that I would
come out at the big end of the horn at
the proper time. My sales of young stock
began to increase, and I was making
money until along came the panic of 1893.
"Well, you probably know what trying
times those were. There were many
gloomy periods, in which I fancied I could
see ray stock farm slipping from my
grasp. I had spent a lot of money on
the place, as the land had to be cleared
for grazing purposes, and the cost of
clearing was about $70 an acre. The flood
season in June and July compelled me to
move my cattle from the bottoms to
higher ground, and to do this I was forced
to rent land. I struggled along until the
next year, when the big flood occurred.
destroying my house and sheds and plac
ing me in an embarrassing position, in
deed. I had $1500 in the bank, borrowed
$500 and started in to rebuild and to put
in feed for the Winter.
"In 1895 I found myself with 67 cows.
some registered, but the majority graded
animals. That year we made 11,000 pounds
of butter on our farm by hand. The
cream was separated with a hand separ
ator and the butter churned In old-fashioned
hand churns. To cap the climax,
both butter and veal declined in price
until the former was selling at 10 cents
a pound and the latter at 2, cents a
pound. I sold the butter, but determined
to raise the calves, believing I would be
the gainer in the end, and I was right in
"Holsteln cattle are ideal dairy ani
mals, and the bottom lands of. Oregon,
where the big overflows take place, are
the ideal localities for them to thrive.
They are native of Holland, and the con
ditions are similar to thoxo 'in Holland,
the land of the big dikes. The cattle must
be driven to higher land during the flood
season, however, and as I was renting
this land and paying a good price for It, I
decided, in 1895, to buy some high land.
Here is where I again went Into debt,
and when I got through buying land and.
making other improvements I found my
self $2000 In the hole. I added seven more
registered cows and made rapid progress.
"In this year I began to see that I was
getting along toward the top of the lad
dersort of sat up and took notice, as
you chaps say In these days. I bought
my champion bull, Lundc Oregon Dekol.
which has Just carried, everything before
him at this show, and considered myself
a sure-enough breeder.
"Like a good many other men before
me, I climbed, up so high In my own
estimation that only a tumble could bring
me to earth again. The tumble was
waiting for me. I was destined to take
the fall at the Oregon State Fair in 1901,
when I entered the show ring for the
first time. I took a few minor prizes
there, but, my, I felt sorry for myself
and. went home with my little bunch of
cattle with a well-defined conviction that
the stock business was not what It was
cracked up to be. After returning home.
we had a family conference, and I decided
to go to Now York and buy some more
registered cows. This I did, again going
Really Learning, Cattle.
"From this time on I began' learning
more about breeding cattle. The stock I
owned when I attended the first fair
looked flno to me until after I had com
pared them with cattle I saw at the show.
I then became aware that my sense- of
judging animals was sadly undeveloped.
I Immediately started In to learn more.
A bad point hero and there In an animal
began to stand out more prominently to
my eye, and at last I learned what to
look for In the attempt to get a perfect
animals or one as near perfect as possi
ble. I learned to take special care of
the calves In the way of feeding and In
other ways looking after them, with good
results. I feel that I have made a suc
cess, but years of patient toll have been
required to bring this about. I was
handicapped from the start by lack of
experience and money. But as I said In
the outset of this story, a rich man Is not
the only person who can make a success
of breeding fine cattle; a poor man can
make a success, too, especially If he con
fines his breeding to that of dairy cat
tle." Since Mr. Frakes made his first bow In
the show ring he has visited all of the
Oregon State Fairs as well a3 the Wash-
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Ington State Fair at North Yakima, car
rying off first prizes every time.
The average value of his 105 thorough
bred Holsteln cattle Is $90, or nearly $10.
000 for the lot. About ten years ago.
when he owned 112 head of graded and
registered cattle, principally the former,
their average value was about $30. So It
will be seen that there has been a decided
Increase In valuo and In quality during
the decade. He gradually disposed of
his scrub cattle, and three years ago got
rid of the last animal of this class. He
alms to keep not less than 50 registered
cows on his farm for dairy purposes, and
last year he sold 5000 gallons of cream In
Herd Takes Prizes.
Associated with P. A. Frakes In the
conduct of the dairy breeding farm Is G.
E. Frakes, son of the founder, and the
two give their undivided attention and
best effort to the prize-winning herd that
has attracted much attention at the Lewis
and Clark livestock show the past fort
night. Included In the illustrations on this pas
are four of the best specimens of the
Holsteln breed to be found on the Pacific
Coast. Sir Mechthllde Jewel (32.732) cele
brated his third birthday at the Exposi
tion showr being entered in tho 2-year-old
class of animals under 3. This Is a hand
some, well-proportioned white bull,
weight 2000 pounds, and took first prize In
his class and the reserve champion prize.
Lunde Oregon De Kol (25.563). 6 years old.
a beautifully marked animal, took the
first prize, champion and grand cham
pionship awards, the latter calling for a
gold medal. In tho aged class of bull?.
This animal weighs 2600 pounds and was
second In weight of all tho bulls exhibited
of every breed. He is kept in good breed
ing flesh and if In fat stock condition
would easily tip the beam at 3300 and pos
Among the cows. Virgo Beauty 4th's De
Kol (65,876), to be 3 years old November
21, took fourth prize as a 2-year-old. ThH
animal Is really a very fine cow. but of
rather small size. She was given first
place in the livestock show of the Loui
siana Purchase Exposition.
Chloe Mechthllde (49.537). 7 years old.
was first In the aged class, also receiving
championship and grand championship
award. This beautifully marked cow
weighs 1300 pounds and. has the official
A. K. O. record of 512 pounds of milk in
seven days and 23& pounds of churned
butter. These bulls and cows shown In
accompanying Illustrations are fair ex
amples of the others seen in the herd.
"Oregon dairymen are beginning to ap
preciate the value of this breed. It Is
peculiarly adapted to this climate, and to
our conditions," said Mr.. Frakea. .
Vale of the Breed.
"If a general-purpose breed Is one that
Is equally valuable for each and every
leading purpose for which cattle are
used, it Is not such a breed. This breed
excels In milk production. It Is superior
for veal production and valuable for beef
production. If this combination of quali
ties defines a general-purpose breed It is
such a breed. For generations the natu
ral conditions under which these cattle
have been developed have been most fa
vorable for this combination of qualities.
Looking upon one of Us model cows, the
broad loin and rump seems Just the plac
for the growth of the finest quality of
beef and the fit support of a capacious
udder. The straight quarters and well
rounded body cannot detract from milk
production. Her calves are large at birth
and they grow and fatten with great ra
pidity. In Holland and Belgium this com
bination of qualities and uses Is universal,
"Quantity of production and persistency
of milking during long periods are well
known characteristics of this breed. Drop
ping her first calf at about 2 years old.
an average cow of this breed. It well fed
and cared for, will produce from 5000 to
6000 pounds of milk In ten months, and she
will Increase this production each and
every year, until at 5 years old she will
give from 7000 to 9000 pounds. The qual
ity of this milk will range from 3 to -4 per
cent fat and from 9 to 10 per cent solids
not fat. If fed to tho extent of their
ability to digest and assimilate food the
majority of these cows will exceed this
production. Before tho Introduction of
this breed, from 3500 to 4000 pounds per
annum were regarded as extreme high
averages for the cows in this country
We think It Is safe to affirm that the In
troduction of this breed has raised, di
rectly or Indirectly, the average produc
tion of American cows from 1500 to 2000
THE BELLIGERENCE OF BETTY BY LOUISE LEXINGTON
TOM, Dick and Harry, and the twins,
Betty and Bob, were awaiting the
arrival of a cousin who was to make
her home with them now that she was
left motherless. Her father had written
that he feared she had forgotten what
home life was like, having traveled about
with them so long while in search of
health for the mother, and he hoped she
might be treated exactly like one of tho
"Well, I hope she'll like such a big fam
ily of boys," laughed Bob, as he tossed,
one at a time, all the couch pillows at
"And I hopo the big family of boys
will like her," echoed mother anxiously.
Betty wore her red mop of hair cropped
close, and growing up as she was with
four boisterous brothers was bound to be
more or less torn boyish In tastes and man
ners. Her mother eagerly welcomed the
new sister for Betty's sake, and knew
that the liberal allowance her father had
made for her care would soften many
financial creaks in the household ma
chinery. "I wonder if she's pretty mused"
"All the more welcome if she Is," Bob
assured him. "What we have always
lacked in this family is beauty," and he
dodged the pillows that came back, at bim
Betty threw like a
straight and true
"Oh, won't It be Just bully to have a
sister," she exclaimed breathlessly. "I
wonder if she Is up with us in her studies.
"I wonder if she'll tell me stories." put
in Tommy, the 5-year-old- baby of the
family. "And help me with my prpbjems,"
added Dick, whoso bugaboo was -mathematics.
Then they heard, father's step on the
veranda and all flew to welcome the siran
ger. The words Batty had planned, to" .say,
"however, almost died upon . her lips, for
Bobby's smothered exclamation caused a
sudden pain at her heart.
Ethel Warning was really a most beau
tiful little girL She had deep blue eyes,
that looked almost black, fringed as they
were by the longest of dark lashes. -She
had a lovely complexion, and the most
wonderful hair, which hung In long gold
en curls. And to her natural charms
was. added a sweet seriousness jpf manner
that made her all the more lovely. .
But tlie Jealous pang, which Betty had
felt was not lessened by the manner In
which all four brothers hung "upon Ethel's
slightest word, as she, sat before the, fire
and told of her varied experiences. She
was very tired, however, and soon fol
lowed mother upstairs, and Bobby ex
"Isn't she great. Bet? We'll show the
Portland girls next Monday. Gee, those
eyes! They look as If they had been
rubbed in with an Inky finger!"
This from Bob Betty's Bob and Betty
stifled a sudden longing to scream.
Nine-year-old Harold added Impulsively:
"But oh, those dandy curls! I feel as If
I could eat them all up!"
Betty smiled at the funny speech, but
Bobby straightway plunged her Into dis
"I guess, after all. It's the curls that
does tho business," he remarked In his
"She says she knows heaps of stories
for Dick and me real stories!" This from
Betty saw as In a vision all her erst
while queenly sway In the homo slipping
from her own grasp Into the pretty slen
der hands of this little stranger. She
pictured herself supplanted at school, at
parties, at play, and told herself that her
own freckled, good-natured face would
simply act as a foil for the beautiful one.
Suddenly sho burst forth:
"I don't think her at all pretty, not In
the least bit!"
Betty did not understand that a jealous
person Is neither generous nor courageous,
nor fine, and so could not reason about It.
But she did know that the remark was
not true, and had sprung from feelings
such as she had never before experienced,
and it puzzled her as much as it did
Bobby, who exclaimed In amazement:
"Not think her pretty! Why, Bet, she's
a Jolly angel! She's nice and sociable to
a feller, too, and not stuck up, which
shows she's the real thing all right.
Father says she might have posed for
Coreggio. Let's look him up In the en
cyclopedia, will you?"
"I don't want to. I'm tired of an
gels," she snappSl out. and they might
have quarreled had not mother returned
Just then. Bobby appealed to her.
"She certainly Is beautiful," answered
mother, "but what Is better, she appears
as good and sweet as she Is beautiful.
She Is hungry for a mother, that I know.
Poor little, dear!"
Betty looked so miserable by now that
mother, thinking she was tired out with
the excitement, sent her to' bed also, cau
tioning her to not awaken Ethel.
"Mother, too!" sighed the poor little
girl, as she tiptoed upstairs. "But, oh,
Bobbins, if they had only left me your'
Betty stood and looked at he"r cousin
as. she lay fast asleep In the pretty white
bed beside her own, and then it seemed
to her that countless little furies had
seized her In their grasp, for sho suddenly
snatched up a pair of tiny sharp scissors,
and, without a thought of the conse
quences, began clipping the curls right and
left, until they lay In a shimmering heap
at her feet As she stood moodily gaz
ing down upon them, her cousin opened
her big eyes wonderlngly, and Betty,
overcome with remorse, burled her face
In the bed and cried penitently, "Oh, how
could I? They were so pretty! How could
I!" Ethel, slowly realizing what had
happened, added her wall to Betty's:
"Oh, how could you?"
Then, with her face still hidden, all the
pitiful story came out; how Betty had
loved her before she had seen her the
new sister; how she had helped prepare
for her and had given up half her own
room. Then, when she had come, how
it seemed to Betty that the place right
fully her own had been usurped all at
once, and Bobby's allegiance. If not trans
ferred, at least divided. 'Twas that which
hurt most," grieved Betty. "Bobbins be
longs to me. and I should be just that un
happy If If and he said It was the curls
that did the business," she at last Jerked
out between sobs.
"I understand." came the answer.
"Now, don't you worry about the curls,
Betty dear. See, I'm cutting off the
ones you missed. I only liked them be
cause mamma " but here the brave little
girl broke down and sobbejl, too. Betty
put her arms around her and called her
self all the harsh names she could think
of by way of comfort. "I'll tell everybody
how horrid mean I've been," she de
clared. "I want them to fairly hate me,
just as I hate myself."
When mamma came to call them In
the morning, she found both little girls
fast asleep In one bed, and the long, pret
ty curls lying on the dressing table. At
her exclamation, Ethel said slmpty:
"Please' don't scold, auntie. I want to
look like Betty. Isn't it becoming?" and
she rumpled the short locks until they
curled and kinked In confusion.
When alone Betty exclaimed: "You
sweet thing! But I shall tell mother
just the same." And she did so when
she had gotten up sufficient course.
But not until c the cousins were almost
grown, and the curls were as long, and as
golden, and as lustrous as ever, did any
body else ever know of Betty's dreadful
The Pirate's Cuve.
Burgwi Johnson. In Harper's Bazaar
Under tha table, when dinner's through.
There is my fav'rlte cave.
My sister she. Is a pirate crew
And I am a captain brave.
With treasure out of the cookie-Jar.
And plunder from other lands.
To the pirate lair that's hidden there
We creep on our knees and ha ads.
Before the peopie get up to to.
Then Is the time to-hide:
I whleper, "Ho, my lads! He low;
There are foes on every side!"
And then I thump on the table fc-p.
And Papa nays; "Hey! What's that?
And another thump makes Mother Jump
And ruess that It's just the cat.
But Papa says, when I thump again.
"PVaps It's a pirate bold!"
And his Iega an' feet come huntln then,
A-tryin' to catch ahold.
He keeps me hurry In back an forth
Till his hands come huntlh" too.
Then I sink the ship when I feel his rrrijs
And Mother she sets the crew!