Select Brood Sowa.
Many put olT selecting the brood sows
which they need for breeding next year
untl. late In the fall or right at breed
lug time. When this is done we are
apt to take the best-looking indivldu
nls, losing sight of many of the essen
tials cf n real good breeder. I believe
In keeping over ah the old sows which
have proved in! mothers and whose
tdgs are thrifty. Not all sows which
bring big litters ire desirable breeders,
tarn use sr.me littrs lack stamina and
never become thrifty. Cut these sows
out. no matter if they do bring ten to
twelve pigs. Then cut out the cross.
Ill-tempered sows, and the chicken eat
ers. Save every old sow that Is really
n g.-od mother. Many of these old sows
wuekle down to almost skin and bones,
but in doing that they have given their
litters a mighty good start, and good
feed will fetch them up in condition
quickly. The selection of the young
sows 1 n much hnrdpr problem. I nev
er pM; for "htinor-hnlln " They sel
dui!: moke satisfactory breeders, and
after a few mmiths they are bound to
lose In condition. Take the rather
conise, thrifty ones, coming from big
litters and from mothers which you In
tend to keep. L. C. B., In the Indiana
Former.
Corn and Pea (or Silo.
The corn Is most easily handled by
rutting with a corn binder and using a
silage cutter of a sufficient capacity to
avoid the necessity of cutting bands.
When corn Is fully tasseled It contains
less than one-fourth as much dry mat
ter as when the ears arg fully glazed.
From this time to maturity the Increase
Is but slight. Records of the cost of
ilo filling were kept by the Illinois
experiment station on ten different
farms and the cost was found to range
from 40 to 70 cents a ton, the average
being fifl cents n ton.
That silage should keep weH the corn
should not be cut until most of the ker
nels are glazed and hard. If too ripe
the silage will not settle well and the
air will not lie sufficiently excluded to
prevent spoiling. Cornseems to be the
best single crop for the silo, and by
combining it with cow peas or soy
beans the feeding value Is greater ton
for ton than of corn alone. Of 373
comparisons made between silage and
non-silage milk, 00 per cent were in
favor of the silage milk, 20 per cent
were In favor of non-silage and 11 per
?nt Indicated no preference.
j
Delrahle Poultry Honae.
One of the best arrangements for
fiesta which can be opened without en
hens' nests on the outside. ,
U-rlng the remaining house Is shown
In the picture. The nests open directly
into the laying shed and a tight lid
will keep them perfectly dry In all
kinds of weather.
Farm Standards Higher.
One thing thnt will cut considerable
lee In the labor question: The man
-who has been studying the books and
good farm papers, and kept up with
the procession In new ways of doing
things will find that he has a better
grip on his Job than the man who hns
not Many a man has kept his posl-
tion because he has taken an Interest
In his work nnd hns learned how to
farm according to modern methods
when other men could huve been hired
In his place for one-third less wages.
There Is no doubt thnt the standard
of farm labor Is getting Into a higher
notch every year, and we have got to
bustle and learn about things by read'
lng books, good farm papers and at
tending the Institutes. Get the hunger
or rending, boys.
Cnre for Sheep Killer.
An Ohio fanner, after suspecting the
flogs of all his neighbors of killing his
sheep, Anally discovered that the mur
derer was his own prize collie. As the
animal Is very valuable the farmer
did not kill him, but subjected him to
punishment which he believes has
thoroughly cured him of his killing
propensities, EVery morning the dog
is placed In a tread mill which oper
ates the farm churn, washing machine
and other utilities, with a sheep pelt
hung directly In front of him, and he Is
compelled to work all day long In tola
IZ7S
position. So keen Is the dog's grlel
over this punishment that be bowls
and cries when be is placed In the
treadmill, and It Is necessary to confine
him carefully to prevent his running
away. One day he was set to worW
and the sheep pelt was omitted. The
dog was so overjoyed that he showed
every manifestation of pleasure and
worked vigorously all day, but on the
next day when he went to work and
found his nose rubbing the pelt K
grief was uncontrollable.
Coat ot Feeding.
From experience of feeders at the
experiment stations the pig Increases
with greatest profit until 6 or 7 months
old, when It has reached the maximum.
After that the gains require a larger
amount of grain to produce a given
amount of pork, nnd they should be
fattened and disposed of.
One bushel of corn made thirteen
and one-third pounds of pork at C
months old, at 7 months old one
bushel made 13.2 pounds, and at 8
months old one bushel made 12.0
pounds.
While there are varying conditions
that have their Influence upon the
amount of gain made, It Is a general
principle that after 0 or 7 months the
amount of gain from a bushel of corn
Ih on a decreasing scale, and It hns
been-demonstrated again and again thnt
the first hundred pounds costs less than
the second, and the third less than the
fourth hundred, aud that to produce
the fourth hundred too often costs
double as much as the second hun
dred. Steel Frame for Rami,
The picture shows a new style ot
frame for barns. It Is made entirely
BAB.V FIIAK1E OF STEEL.
of steel. Heavy planks are bolted on
to the frames, onto which are nailed
the roof and siding as In ordinary
bams.
Elementa Xeceaaary to Plant Life.
One acre of soil of medium fertility,
taken to depth of 0 Inches, would weigh
about 3,000,000 pounds, and contain
nitrogen, 200 pounds; potash, 0,000
pounds. There Is enough nitrogen to
provide for ten crops of corn, sixty
bushels to the acre, while the phos
phoric acid and potash would last
much longer. There are fourteen ele
ments necessary to plant life, and of
these carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxy
gen, phosphorus, sulphur, chlorine, sill
con, calcium. Iron, magnesium, potas
sium and sodium are derived from the
soil, though several are also In part
derived from the air.
The Beat Egffi.
There Is a constantly growing de
mand for eggs that are both uniform in
size nnd color. Such eggs, while not
demanded, are generally the first se
lected and, all other things being even,
they will sell more readily. About the
only way one can Judge of eggs offhnnd
Is by their appearance, and If all are
uniform In color and size they will be
more likely to command a better price.
Take a Nap At Noon.
It's a good plan to stretch out on the
lounge or the grass at noon and take a
imp. If it is only five or fifteen min
utes It will count big In the day's
work. Let your neighbor rush out to
the field If he chooses; you will beat
him on the season's work by taking
care of your strength.
Notea from the Dairy,
Bad cream will never make good
butter.
Cream left on the milk too long will
get bitter and rancid.
As a rule churning Is put off too
long In the winter time
In the perfect creamery the animal
heat nnd odor are got rid of as soon
as possible.
The sooner milk Is set In a cool place
ready for the crenm to rise the more
crenm there will be.
Not only the flavor, but the keeping
quality of butter Is Injured by keep
ing the crenm until Its gets very sour.
Use only snlt thnt Is fine In quality
and grain for butter.
If the salt Is not well mixed through
the butter It will crystallize on the out
side and probably make the butter
streaked.
Milk pans and pnlls are all the better
for a good sun bath In a sweet, airy
place after having been washed, scald
ed and dried.
The cream pot should have its con
tests stirred every day at least, and
every time any cream Is added. This
Insures an even ripening and better
quality of butter.
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L The
V V Tale
By ' Wilj, Levington C
Coprriiht. W16. br Will
Copyright. 1937. or J. B. Lifpimcott
CHAPTER IX. (Continued.)
"I confess I cannot understand you.
dear," she said. "What consideration is
due a gentleman who is rendered speech
less by the accusation of a newspaper';
What depth is there to his feeling for
your welfare when he rushes away blind
ly and remains throughout tlie day, while
you are here at the foot of a bursting vol
cano, as he pointed out. You will find
that I am right, Lara. Mr. Constable is
not even a worthy accomplice to the tal
ented Stembridge. He is without speech
or valor. What remains when a man is
neither brain nor brute?" Her voice had
not been raised, and Mrs. Stanshury left
the library before Lara formed an an
swer. The torturing hours crawled by. The
gray afternoon turned to dusk, and the
dusk to night. The north was reddened
by Pelee's firelit cone, which the thick
vapor dimmed and blurred. The rumblings
were constant. Lara was suffering to
fight out her battle alone. She asked no
more than this. A thousand times she
paced across her room ; scores of visits she
made to Constable's window, strainim;
her eyes northward, along the road
through the day and darkness, to the end'
of all things the mountain ! Uncle
Joey came to plead with her, but she
begged him to go away. Her brain was a
livid track of flying, futile agonies. In
the evening the intermittent rumblings
gave way to a growling, constant and in
cessant. It was as if a steady stream of
heavy vehicles was pounding over a wood
en bridge. There was a pang in each
phase of the monster, since the man had
gone up into that red roar. It was near
ly midnight when the girl in the upper
oom heard a step upon the veranda.
"Uncle Joey," she called at the plant
er's door, "make haste; there is some
body below !"
The moments of waiting assailed the
very roots of her reason. The voice that
she heard at last was Breen's.
"I beg that you'll forgive me, Mr. Wall,
for arousing you at this hour, but it is
necessary for me to have a few words
with Miss Stanshury."
"Sir," the planter replied, "anything
which concerns yourself is of no moment
to Miss Stanshury. If your message is
from Mr. Constable, you may tell him
o come himself or Bend a native."
"I dislike to appear insistent, Mr,
Wall," Breen replied, without irritation
'but I cannot count my errand aceom
plished until I have heard from Miss
Stansbury. If she should refuse to see
Tie "
"I am coming down, Mr. Breen," Lara
called over the baluster. "Uncle Joey
show Mr. Breen to a seat. I'll be there
"n a moment."
She turned to re-enter her room for a
garment. Her mother's figure barred the
open doorway.
CHAPTER X.
Constable had been physically unhurt
in his thirty years, and the exertions of
the past four days had worn little more
than the polish from his vitality. In
stead of relaxing in the crisis of the news
paper revelation, his body righted under
the whip of pride, and he strode down
into the city as one who has slipped a
burden. He had been beaten in a battle
with a woman. Blucher had come to
Mrs. Stansbury's aid at the last moment,
in the shape of newspapers from the
north. From Lara, however, and not the
mother, had come the most crippling blow
of all. It was Lara who had handed him
the newspaper. She did not wait, nor
ask. Around this item, Constable built
i gloom-structure of hnronial proportions,
His attitude toward Breen was very
simple, lie would not betray his guest
for all the newspapers and police in
Christendom. Having waived Breen's
offer to detail the particulars of his past
during the first night of acquaintance.
Const hide certainly could not reproach
the other-for misrepresenting himself.
It was ten-thirty in the morning when
he sent a message out to Captain Negley,
countermanding sailing orders, and enclos
ing a cheerful note to Crusoe, containing
a draft for the stipulated amount. At the
bank he also left a second sum for Fath
er Damien, and procured considerable cur
rent paper for his own uses. His mind
moved in a light, irresponsible fashion
Itvwas as if he were obsessed at quick
intervals, one after another, by mad kings
who dared anything, and whom no one
dared refuse. II is brain kept the great
sorrow in the background, and occupied
itself with striking artifices. While aware
thnt in losing Miss Stanshury and the
privilege of protecting her, the meaning
and direction of his life was gone, still
Constable did not yet sense the fullness
of the visitation. His was not a wound
to heal by first intention ; and in bad
hurts pain assumes command leisurely
and in order.
He plunged into a crowd In the market
place, and .began to talk to the natives
whimsically, but to the purpose of start
ing them toward Fort de France, adding
that Father Damien would care for them
generously there. "I do not say that this
is the last day of iMint Pierre," he ex
claimed in French, "but I declare to you
that if ever a planet looked as if she were
about to spring a leak. Mother Earth has
f.he symptoms localized In Pelee I"
Constable's eyes had fixed upon a car
riage passing along the edge of the
cr6wd. Now he moved toward It quick
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A nited epulchre
of vJ VeXee
OMFORT
Leriniton Comfort
Compact. All rlihtt rasa-red
ly and seized the bridle. Despite the pro
testations of the driver, he led the vehicle
into the good view of all. His face was
red with the heat and ashine with laugh
ter and perspiration. Alarm and merri
ment mingled in the native throng. All
eyes followed the towering figure of the
American, now bowed before the swinging
door of the carriage and M. Mondet.
11ns, dear friends," Constable resum
ed, as one would produce a rabbit from
a silk hat "this, you all perceive, is
your little editor of Les Colonies. Is he
not bright and clean and pretty? He is
very fond of American humor. See how
the little editor laughs !"
The Frenchman was really afraid. His
smile was yellowish-gray and of sickly
contour. His article relative to the Amer
ican appealed to him now, entirely strip
ped of the humor with which it was
fraught yesterday, as he composed it in
the Inner of inner offices. This demon
of crackling French nnd restless hands
would stop at nothing. M. Mondet pic
tured himself being picked up for dead
presently. As the blow did not fall in
stantaneously, he amended the picture
with the sorry thought Hint he was to
be played with before being dispatched.
"lhis is the little man who tells you
thnt Saint Pierre is in no danger who
scoffs at those who have already gone,"
Constable informed his hearers, now hold
ing up the Frenchman's nrm, as a referee
upraises the whip of a winning fighter,
"He says there is no more peril from
Felee than from an old man shaking ashes
out of hm pipe. Yesterday I proposed to
wager my ship against M. Mondet's rolled
top desk that he was wrong, but there
was a difficulty in the way. Do you not
see, dear friends, that if I won the wager.
I should not be able to distinguish be
tween M. Mondet's rolled-top desk nnd
M. Mondet's cigarette case in the ruins of
Saint Pierre? You would not think thnt
such a small white person could contain
so much poison."
There hnd been a steady growling from
the mountnin.
"Ah !" Constable suddenly exclaimed,
"Pelee speaks again ! Ugh, get in
there !"
Constable's irritation against the entire
tribe of editorial opinion breeders must
have found an instant vent at last. M
Mondet was chucked like a large soft
bundle into the sent of his carriage and
the door slammed forcibly, corking the
viais of his wrath. In any of the red
blooded zones, a stranger who performed
such nntics nt the expense of a portly
and respected citizen would have eneoun
tered a quietus quick and blasting, but
the people of Martinique nre not swift to
anger nor forward at reprisals.
"Come !" Constable yelled, in a voice
which jerked up his hearers. "Who has
use for my offer? Who goes to Fort do
France?"
A few came forward, perhaps a dozen
in all, out of the fifty or sixty who had
listened. Half in anger, half in admira
tion, which he did not seek to understand,
he ran his eye a lust time over the dusty,
haggard, stilled crowd which he had fuiled
to move.
From their eyes, sullen, startled and
pitiful, he glanced beyond to the place
where old Vulcan lay, muttering his ag
onies. The sight completed the circuit of
rending voltage, made him think of Lara.
With furious zeal he grappled the work
at hand, forced his wuy out of the crowd,
crossed the Roxelnue and hurried 'toward
the Hotel des Palms. His physical en
ergy was imperious, but the numbness of
his scalp was a pregnant warning ngainst
the perils of heat. The city was silent
enough to act like a vast sounding board.
Voices reached him from far behind, from
the harbor front to the left, from shut
shops and houses everywhere. At the
hotel, after much difliculty, he procured
guides nnd a small outfit for the journey
to the summit of the mountain. It was
nfter mid-day when the party rode into
Morne Rouge. The ash-hung valley was
behind, and Constable drank deeply of
the clean east wind from the Atlantic.
There was a rush of bitterness, too, be
cause Lara wos not sharing the priceless
volumes of sun-lit vitality. All the im
petus of his mad enterprise was needed
now to turn the point of bereavement,
nnd force it into the background nguin.
The party pushed through Ajoupa Rouil
lion to the gorge of the Fnlaise, the north
ward bank of which marked the chosen
trail to the summit.
And now they moved upward In the
midst of the old glory of Martinique. The'
brisk Trndes blowing evenly in the heights
wiped the enstern slope of the mountain
clear of stone-dust nnd whipped the blast
of sulphur down into the valley toward
the shore. Green lakes of cane filled the
valleys behind, nnd groves of cocoa-palms,
so distant and so orderly that they looked
like- a city garden Bet with hen and
chickens. ,
Northward, through the rifts, glistened
the sea, steel-blue and cool. Before them
arose the huge, green-clnd mass of the
mountain, its corona dim with smoke and
lashed by storm. Down in the southwest
lay the ghastly pall, the hidden, tortured
city, tranced under the cobra-bend of the
monster and already laved In Its poison.
The trail became very steep at two
thousand feet, and this fact, together with
the back-thresh of the summit disturb
ance, forced Constable to abandon the
animals. It transpired that four of the
even natives felt It their duty, at this
point, t stay behind with the nnrtes. A
little later, when the growling from the
prone upturned face of the great beast
suddenly arose to a roar that twisted the
flesh and outraged the senses of man,
the American looked back and found that
only one native was faltering behind, in
stead of three.
Fascination for the dying Thing took
hold of him now, and drew him on. Con
stable was conscious of no fear for his
life, but of a fixed terror lest he should
prove physically unable to go oa to the
end. He found himself tearing up a
handkerchief and stuffing the shreds In
his ears, to deaden the horrid vibrations.
With the linen remaining, he filled his
mouth, shutting his jaws together upon it.
as the wheels of a wagon are blocked on
an incline.
The titanic disorder placated his own.
He revelled in It, unconscious of passing
time. He did not realize that he was
alone, but knew well from the contour
of the slope, learned intimately in past
visits, that he was nearing the Lac des
Palmists, which marked the summit level.
Yet changes, violent changes, were every
where evidenced. The shoulder of the
mountain was smeared with a crust of
ash and seamed with fresh scars. The
crust was made by the dry whirling winds
playing upon the paste formed of stone-
dust and condensed steam. The clicking'
whir, like the clap of wings, heard at
intervals, accounted for the scars. Bombs
of rock were being burled from the great
tubes.
That he was in the range of a raking
volcano fire did not impress this ant
clinging to the beard of a giant. Up,
knees and hands, he crawled up over the
throbbing chin, to the black pounded lip
of the monster. Out of the old lake coiled
the furious tower of stenm and rock-dust
which mushroomed in high air, like the
primal nebula? from which the worlds
Were made. Pockets of gns exploded in
the heights, rending the periphery as the
veil of the temple was rent. Only this
to see, but sounds not meant for the ears
of man, sounds which seemed to saw his
skull in twain the thundering engines
of t he planet.
The rocky rim of the lake was hot to
his hands and knees, but he could not go
back. A thought iu his brain held him
there with thrilling hands the same
thought which Hayden Breen evolved as
he stood at the edge of the Brooklyn
pier. It ii t it was only a play
thing of mind the vagary of altitude and
immensity. "Did ever a man clog a live
volcano? Did ever suicidal genius con
ceive of corrupting such majesty of force
with his pygmy purpose?" The
irreverent query righted the balances.
There he lay, sprawled at the edge ot
the universal mystery, nt the secret en
trance to the chamber of . arth's dyna
mos. The edge of the pit shook with the
frightful work going on below, yet he was
not slain. The torrent burst past and
upward, clean as a missing bullet. The
bombs of rock canted out from sheer
weight and fell behind him. That which
he compreehnded nlthough his eyes saw
only the gray thundering cataclysm was
never before imagined in the mind of
man.
The gray blackened. The roar dwin
died, and his senses reeled. With a rush
of saliva the linen dropped from his open
mouth. Constable wns sure that there
was a gaping cleft in his skull, for ha
could feel the air blowing In and out, cold
and colder. He tried to lift hns hands
to cover the sensitive wound, but they
groped in vain for his head. With the
icy draughts of air, he seemed to hear,
faintly, his name fulling upon the bared
ganglion.
"Peter! Peter Constable!"
I lis strained his face toward the sound.
The lower part of his body would not
move. He wns uncoupled, like a beast
whose spine is broken.
"Peter! Oh, Peter Constable!" he
heard again.
(To be continued.)
EiikIInIi Iliume JVuinea.
House owners nre sometimes rather
unfortunate In their selection of names
for their abodes, nnd In suburbia bouso
miming Is occasionally rather ludicrous.
Thus "The Maples" bus never a ma
ple nenr, "The Rosary" only exists in
imagination, "Sunnyslde" Is the most
depressing villa residence, and houses)
named nfter the English lakes no mora
suggest the lake district than Fleet
street suggests the Hols de Boulogne.
The Anglo-Saxon woril "hyrst," slg
nlfylng u forest or wood, has become
"hurst" In house naming, nnd "wood"
nnd "holt" have the same meaning. All
house names ending with these termi
nations are pretty nnd not unsafe to
choose.
It Is curious to note that In Hastings
nnd St. Leonards quite a number of
houses have typically Saxon names,
perhaps to commemorate the great Sax
on tragedy of which the name Hastings
Is reminiscent.
Polea of the lOnrlh.
The circle of the earth's dally rota
tion upon Its axis being the greatest nt
the equator, the consequent great ac
tion there of the centrifugal force dur
ing the period when the earth was a
yielding mass produced u bulging out
of the surface In the equatorial region,
with a consequent flnttcning nt the
poles. Thus we have an oblate sphe
roid, with Oie length of the axis of the
poles about twenty-six and a half miles
less than the equatorial diameter.
Lark lllicht Uunlltlra.
Mrs. Ilix Mrs. June strikes me as
being entirely too masculine for a
woman.
Mrs. Dlx Yes, Indeed. Why, every
time she has nn ache or pnln she makes
as much fuss about it as a man would.
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