Lincoln County leader., November 06, 1914, Image 3

DIVIDENDS IN SQUABS
MU8T BE SENT TO MARKET
WITHIN CERTAIN TIME.
UnUti Breeder Has Guaranteed Mar
ket for Young Stock Ho la Work
ing Under Handicap Small
8hlpmenta Eat Profit.
It baa been said, and with some
truth, that a very small percentage of
the people In the poultry business are
"making ends meet," although poul
try Is a staple article, not only the
product but the live stock having a
market value which can be turned
Into cash at that market value at any
season of the year and In almost any
locality In the Union. Almost any
country store will accept eggs In
Runt Cock.
lieu of cash, and every family requires
eggs as a dally diet. The result Is
that the output from the poultry plant
can be disposed of almost anywhere
and In any quantity, no matter bow
small. If there is no demand for the
chicken as a broiler, which Is often the
case, It can be kept a few weeks or
months longer, of course at an In
crease In cost, but with a sufficient
Increase In quantity an,d possibly qual
ity to more than pay for the care. If
a market la not ready to take the
goods, they can be held until the mar
ket does get ready, and the delay need
not cause a loss to the producer.
Should a poultryman so desire, be
can sell out at market prices with
little loss at almost any season of the
year.
With squabs, however, the case Is
somewhat different. Unless they are
killed within a limited time tbey de
preciate not only In weight but In
value, and must be sold as pigeons In
stead of squabs. The professional
breeder may use these to Increase the
loft, but In that case the surplus birds
go Into stock Instead of cash. This
Increase In stock naturally demands
an Increase In equipment, which un
der some circumstances might be ad
visable; but the producer who hasn't
his market near by, and unlesa be Is in
a position to guarantee delivery of a
certain quantity of his product at cer
tain Intervals, Is working under a very
White Teal Cock.
heavy handicap, and must be satisfied
with the market that Is offered him
or undertake to create a market
.Where shipments are in email quanti
ties to commission merchants. It Is
to be expected that the commission
and express will take the greater por
tion of the profit
FUTURE OF THE FARM FLOCK
No Stock That Will Improve 80 Rap
Idly on Good Feed and Use of
Bttt Sires aa 8heep.
The future of the farm flock looks
good, for rangemen suffer so many
changes and vicissitudes that tbey
must receive more money for sheep
If they are to continue. I am not of
those who believe that farm flock
Is no trouble and all profit, nor that
they can be used as mere scavenger
and pay a profit, says a writer In the
Denver Weekly Post The better they
are looked after, as with other stock,
the greater the return. There la no
itock, however, that will so rapidly Im
prove on good feed and the use of
good sire, and It should be carefully
considered by some farmer whether
they can do best In sheep or dairying.
True, sheep must have frequent
change of pasture to do their best, but
their housing I Inexpensive and they
demand extra care only at lambing
time, while cow need milking twice
a day.
I believe It will pay to figure this
thing out but don't handle sheep with
out plenty of clover or alfalfa, for this
I necessary wltb plenty of leguminous
feed. The burly Shropshire or other
Down breed need but little grain ex
cept at lambing time, and to push the
yotng Iamb In the creep or maybe
In bard winter weather.
811 to Advantage,
A farmer to succeed beat must b
a good talesman and know bow to
ell every product of his farm to the
beat advantage. . . A
ODORLESS CABBAGE IS HERE
New Vegetable Introduced From
8hantung Province of China Grown
- On Experimental Plot.
A new Chinese odorless cabbage, In
troduced Into this country from the
Shantung province of China, has been
grown on experimental plots near
Washington. David Fairchlld, who la
In charge of the government's work In
plan Introduction, and Dr. D. N. Shoe
maker, a horticultural expert In the
bureau of plant Industry, have been
doing the work. The odorless cabbage
la rated aa a great delicacy by those
who have tasted It It was discovered
In China by the plant explorers of the
department of agriculture. Besides
lacking the cabbage smell, It has the
additional advantage of being a very
rapid grower.
The Chinese cabbage Is different In
shape from the domestic varieties,
being long and narrow. It also re
quires a different method of cultiva
tion. The needs of the common cab
bage are planted In the early spring In
a hot bed or cold frame, and the young
plants are set out after the danger of
frost la past. The seeds of the new
Chinese cabbage, however, are planted
during the first week of August In the
open ground, and they head up in the
early winter.
The vegetable la adaptable to prac
tically all sections of the country
where the domestic cabbage will grow,
and where the soil Is rich enough
so that the growth of the plant may be
forced. For men who are engaged In
Intensive farming, this cabbage Is like
ly to become popular. A grower can
raise a crop of spinach and possibly
a crop of snap bean before he plants
the cabbage seeds in August
CAUSE OF ACIDITY IN SOILS
Lack of Lime May Be Conaldered
Real Reason for Condition
Brought About by Leaching.
(By A. WHIT80N.)
Acid Is produced In soils a the
natural result of the decay of organlo
matter. Unless there Is sufficient lime
present In the soil to neutralize the
acid aa It forms It will accumulate
and produce an acid soil. The lack of
Liming Acid Soils for Growing Alfalfa
and Clover Is Very Profitable.
lime In the soil may then be consid
ered the real cause of the acidity
which develops. This lack of lime In
some soils Is brought about by leach
ing, by cropping, and by the absence
of lime In the rock from which the
soil was formed.
Practically all the loss of lime from
the soil Is caused by leaching. In the
formation of soli from rocks, the soli
always acquires lime. Whenever the
rainfall Is sufficient, the lime is gen
erally washed out of the soil Into
streama and away to the ocean. Lime,
then, does not accumulate In soils In
humid areas, but In region of little
rainfall It doea collect and so la pres
ent to neutralise any acidity which
tends to develop through the decay of
organic matter. Aa a rule, therefore,
the soils of a dry climate are not acid;
In fact they usually are alkaline. The
soils of a humid climate, on the other
band, naturally tend to become acid.
It Is only where unusual conditions
prevail, such as the existence of rot
ten limestone rock directly under the
soil, the presecne In the soil of lime
stone rock ground up by glacial ac
tion, or the blowing of soils from a
dry area Into an area of greater rain
fall, that the soils are not acid.
ARRANGEMENT OF THE HIVES
When Placed Too Close Together
Foul Brood Will Brttd Through
Agsncy of Young Bess.
It Is strange what a difference of
opinion there is concerning so simple
a matter as the arrangement of hives.
Some beekeepers place them not more
than six Inches apart. Our own ex
perience Is that five feet Is not too
far. We have repeatedly noticed that
when hives are placed ao close togeth
er large numbers of bees are killed
when the returning swarm enters, In
considerable numbers, tbe neighbor
ing hives, says writer In Wisconsin
Agriculturist And then, too, there
are losses of queens when fertilization
takes place. And last and most Im
portant of all, If there Is foul brood In
tbe apiary It will spread through the
agency of the young bees, particularly
on windy daya when these youngsters,
which are always accepted, are blown
away from their own to other en
trances. It you must place blves so
close together, face the first south and
the next to tbe north. Facing to tba
north will not be Injurious to tbs bees
as so many Imagine. In the above we
have overlooked one thing, vis., that
when hives are placed so close to
gether, young queens, returning from
their wedding flights, get Into tbe
wrong entrances and are killed.
Bllage Good for Lambs.
An investigation recently concluded
at tbs Indiana experiment station has
proved without doubt the high value
of corn silage as a feed for lambs.
The Governor's
JTy A Novelization of
Alice Bradley's Play
. By GERTRUDE STEVENSON
Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production
Oosrrif M Ml IPobUeuloa BUhu twnitl ky DwM StUsoea
CHAPTER I.
Daniel Blade sat reading the evening
newspaper In the handsomely appoint
ed library of bis spacious borne. To
all Intents he waa a man at peace with
the world. He had money and power.
He had advanced from a penniless
miner to a millionaire figure In the
business world. At fifty his were the
fruits of a well-spent, energetic life.
Handsome and Immaculate In his per
fectly tailored evening clothes, he fit
ted Into tbe beautiful room with Its
rich tapestries and oriental rugs with
all the ease and naturalness of a man
born to culture and wealth.
Every now and then his eyes wan
dered from his newspaper to the fig
ure of bis wife sitting at the other aide
of the richly carved table. The tiny,
nnlmposlng little woman In her badly
cut dun-colored gown waa tbe one in
congruous detail In the room. She
waa like a shabby little prairie flower
suddenly transplanted to a conserva
tory where brilliant orchids and lovely
roses bloomed all about her, her faint
little fragrance overpowered by their
heavy sweetness her delicate loveli
ness completely submerged by very
contrast with the radiant beauty of
her surroundings.
To Blade's critical eyes, the dowdy
little figure, with the work basket In
ber lap and her bead bent over the
stocking she was contentedly darning,
was an actual eyesore. He bad fitted
op a magnificent home that would
nave made a perfect setting fur a prin
cess, and his wife's appearance bad
not changed a particle from the days
when they lived In a tumble-down cot
tage and be worked In the mines in his
shirtsleeves. With the getting of vast
amounts of money he had acquired a
veneer of manners and tastes tbat at
ttmea failed to conceal tbe rough and
brutal instincts of the real man. Hla
soolal borlxon waa enlarging, but
within It hla wife seemed to find no
place. He wanted, beyond this and
everything, to climb the political tree
and pick the fruits thereof. His wife
seemed not to know that there was
such a thing as a political tree to
climb. With herself, ber husband and
her work abe was contented and
happy.
The wlvea of other men of his po
sition were social queens noted for
their beautiful gowna, tbetr entertain
ing and their clever wit He alone
waa shackled to a woman he would
have been ashamed to Introduce to
bis friends. Only he was tied to a
wife be could not force either by
pleading or argument to enter Into
the lite wbich meant ao much to him.
Tonight aa be rehearsed In his
mind bis many unsuccessful efforts to
make Mary advance and take an Inter
est In bla Ufa as It was now, rebellion
surged In bis heart He bad struggled
year after year to attain bis present
standing, bis present position In tbe
world, and Mary, tbe one loved tblng
of hla lite. Insisted on banging Ilk a
millstone around bla neck.
Why, oh, why, couldn't th woman
progress? Why hadn't she developed
as he bad done? Why was sbe com
placently sitting there satisfied to re
main Just as sbe had been twenty
years sgo, hopelessly behind tbe
times?
And If sbe wouldn't advance why
abould he consent to be held back by
ber? If she wouldn't go on wltb him
he would loave ber behind. The
thought and the resultant decision
hsd their birth suddenly but positively
In tbe man's mind. He would mske
one more argument one last appeal,
If Mary wouldn't meet him half way,
Mary could stay behind with ber ever
lasting darning and ber eternal knit
ting. She could wash and cook and
stew and aew, If sbe liked, but she
couldn't do It In his mansion.
But Daniel Blade was no more un
comfortable at having ber there than
Mary Blade was at being obliged to
live In this great, elegant bouse, wltb
Its crowds of servants and Its routine,
absolutely foreign and well-nigh hate
ful to ber. She knew she didn't fit
Into ber surroundings. She realised
ber own Inharmony. Her attempts to
look natural and feel comfortable
were pathetic. She felt lost without
tbs task of overseeing th Mondsy's
washing. She was heart-broken be
.cause she couldn't personally superin
tend the making of Dan's coffee. Her
lire was Incomplete because a hired
cook made the bread that waa sorted
en tbe table and because Dan never
seemed to miss tbs evenly brown
loaves tbat bad been her especial
prlds In the old days.
Mary Blade was as commonplace as
cup of boiled tea, Sbe waa a plain,
ordinary, everyday woman, who loved
a simple, unpretentious life, with tbe
neighbors dropping In for a word or
two, exchanging recipes for muffins
and debating th proper way to sea
son a stew.
Tbers was neither charm nor com
fort for ber In the vista of rooms open
ing out from th spacious library. Tbs
brocaded chairs were straight and
didn't rock. They were high-posted
and stilted compared to ber own low
aeated little rocker In the cottage.
When sbs sat back In them, stiffly
and awkwardly, ber feet didn't even
reach tbs floor, but dangled restlessly
above tbe priceless rug that waa on
of her husband's newest purchases.
All big crises In life are the re
sults of trifles. It took the merest
incident to crystallize Blade's thought
Into action. Mary had picked up a
portion of the paper after It had
dropped from her husband's hands.
She started to read tbe printed page
with all the serious Importance of a
little child trying to do something
very big and grown-up.
Suddenly her eyes lighted with
pleasure and a tender amll of pride
and delight Illuminated her features.
In turning the pages she bad sud
denly discovered a picture of her hus
band, under which she read a simple
but significant line:
"Daniel S. Blade, a Possible Gover
nor." "Oh, Dan." she cried, happily. "Isn't
this a fine picture of you. I could
almost Imagine It was going to speak
to me."
Then she paused a little wistfully
and doubtfully before she aeked:
"But do you really want to b gov
ernor?" "Want to be?"
Blade caught his breath as he re
peated her question. ,
Want to be when every aim and
ambition the last few years bad been
made In the one direction, toward
the one longed-for goal political
power! Want to bo whon years be
fore he bad turned hi eyes on tbe
governor's chair and had been bat
tling grimly, silently, persistently
toward that end ever alncel Want to
he when that was bis one ambition,
the one thing he had yet to achieve)
He sighed wearily to himself. That
Mary could ask tbat question was the
best proof of how Irrevocably they
bad drifted apart Living In the same
house with him, eating at the same
table, day after day at bis side, the
little woman knew no more of his
real self or his ambitions than tbe
merest stranger.
"It's a nice story about yer. Dan,"
Mary went on, all uncousclous of tbe
struggle going on Just a few feet away
from ber tbe struggle between tbe
heart of a man that calls out to tbe
companion of bl youth, tbe sharer of
bis Joys and struggles and the brain
of a man tbat demanda tbe glory of
power and tbe fulfilment of ambition.
"But, Dan," questioned Marys
gentle little voice, "who's Tbe Gover
nor's Lady?"
"His wife, of course," snapped Slade.
"wnat doe It say about you?"
He reached over and took tbe paper
from ber bands, leaned forward ea
gerly toward tbe light and frowned
as he read:
"Should Daniel 8. Slade, the ex
miner, ex-town marshal, ex-sherlff. ex
United State marshal, ex-land boomer
and multimillionaire, arrive, It will be
Interesting to see the governor's lady
dusting tbe gubernatorial chair prob
ably the only occupation congenial to
thla kind-hearted and plain little
woman."
"Dusting the gubernatorial chair.'
Slade repeated mockingly, cut to the
quick by this public slluslon to bl
wife's plainness and lack of social
graces.
That simple little phrase, stinging
as It was brief, was as a match flams
to dry timber. It was all tbat was
necessary to bring tbe hot rage surg
Ing through blm to tbe boiling point
The sweetness of the little woman's
expression, tbe tenderness of her eyes
whenever tbey rested upon blm, the
plaintive softness of bnr voice meant
nothing to blm tben. Through angry
eyes be saw only the lack of smart
ness In her somber brown dress, only
th note of absurdity she struck amid
th exqulslt surroundings of th
room be bad furnished for ber. He
thought of nothing but tbe sorry spec
tsele she would mak at a brilliant
dinner or smart function where beau
tiful women In fashionable chiffons
ensued freely and easily of men and
things In th progresa of tbe nation,
"Thla I com of Wesley Merrltt's
tinhorn tooting writing," growled
Blade. "D n hla dirty work I"
As her husband muttered to blm'
self, Mary bad calmly resumed ber
endless mending of sock, lone rears
of thrift and saving making It Impos
sible for ber to throw away even a
well-worn pair In spite of the fact
that tbe need for repairing bad long
sines passed.
Slade found himself looking at th
little woman who had been bl wit
tor twanty years, through lean years
and bard year, a faithful and pa
tient then aa later, when success first
began to com bl way, very much as
be might have scrutinised an entire
stranger. For a moment the tragedy
of their present state caught at his
soul, and be felt tbs Infinite pathos
of th woman' predicament A softer
not cam Into bl vole ss bs askd
slowly;
"Say, haven't you got any clothes,
Mary! Haven't you any of th thing
other women wear at night silk or
lac or ruffles or whatever they
are?"
"Tes, rs got em." Mary replied,
Indifferently, "but It's too cold to
wear 'em, and those silk stocking
yon told m to buy 1 can't wear
them, either they tick) my toe.
Satin slippers mads ms uncomfort-
abls, and" the finished with a bub
bling little laugh, "I. guess I wasn't
made for those things, Dan, dear. I'm
too much of a home body."
Her very self-satisfied complacency
nettled her questioner. The very
sight of the darning needle In her fin
gers maddened him.
Good God, Mary," he exclaimed
"can't you ever stop this endless
mending? Haven't I begged you, day
and night, not to mend my socks. 1
won't wear socks all over darns
they're uncomfortable."
Just a suggestion of a smile played
around Mary Blade's sweet mouth aa
she answered:
They're youra, Dan. It's the only
thing left that I can do for you now.
I can't bear to see strangers touch
your things" and her voice trailed
off In a wistful sigh, a sigh which
might on any other occasion have
made Its appeal to tbe earnest-faced
man now gaslng at her so grimly.
Tbe lightness of her tone showed
bow little she realized the seriousness
of the situation how little She under
stood how Inadequately she .was fill
ing ber position as his wife. Sbe
loved ber husband with the devotion
of a slave and the reverence of a wor
shiper at a shrine, but, like many an
other good woman, she wanted to
show her affection In her own way
and not In bis. Because she wanted
to do for him with ber bands, she
turned a deaf ear to his pleas that
she use her bead. She wanted her
husband to be bappy and comfortable,
but abe wanted to make him happy
and comfortable according to ber own
Ideas of what ought to make a man
satisfied. She bad seen htm rise grad
ually at first and then by leapa and
bounda. Now that he had become
wealthy and successful she wanted to
decide for him that he ought to let
well enough alone. To ber It seemed
foolish to bother about being gover
nor, absurd for him to fret about tbe
way sbe dressed and did things.
80, for awhile they aat In silence
and the fire dying down left the room
chilly, so chilly that Mary started up
to get a shawl. Halfway to the door.
sbs waa peremptorily called back by
her husband, who, ringing for a maid.
dispatched her for the wrap, while
Mary, humiliated and with something
of the air of a martyr, went atgblng
back to the big, uncomfortable chair
to resume the mending that was sucb
an Irritation to ber husband.
'Why can't you learn to bs waited
on, Mary?" ber huBband asked, not un
kindly. "Other women do."
'I'm alow slow and old-fashioned,"
the woman answered, quietly, but wltb
an air which plainly ahowed tbat ahe
was perfectly satisfied with herself
and that she thought he ought to be,
1 ve never been with women who
knew how to do these things. Tou
didn't know any such people until
lately. I dont want to know them."
sbe concluded with an engagingly con
fiding smile.
"But I can't go everywhere always
alone," Slade expostulated. "A man's
wife ought to go with him and meet
tbe right kind of people otherwise
he's sn outsider. What do you think
I built thla house for? I don't work
In tbs mines any longer with mr
hands. I'vs got to use my head. I
don't drink. I don't smoke. I don't
dissipate keep yachts and horses or
women. A man's got to do something.
I'm going Into public Ufa, and I want
to entertain here. You'd have me sit
back and tak It easy and mat!"
"Yon deserve everything you've got,
Dan," answered Mrs. Slade. Inconse
quentially, entirely losing the point
of his tirade. r-You struggled like a
dog. Nobody know, only you and
me. We've been through It together."
"Well." demanded Slade eagerly
and hopefully, "why don't you march
along with ma tben, Mary?"
HI wife turned to him earnestly.
For a moment Dan Slade thought the
woman be loved was about to rlss to
tbs occasion.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
WORKERS AFFECTED BY WIND
Bringing of Fresh Oxygen Into Cities
Hat Been Shown to Have Most
Beneficial Results.
Office and workshlp management
has, In some Urge businesses, been
brought practically to th point of a
science, London Answer remarks,
and lot of curious little fact bav
been ascertained by those who have
atudled It
Office staffs, for Instsnce, work beat
In windy weather, as do all brain work
ers, ths reason being that In windy
weather ths ordinary more or less
exhausted city atmosphere Is drlvsu
out by volume of fresh oxygen.
There I th cam difference In the
quantity and quality of work done In
office a there I between that done
In unvantllated and well ventilated
workshops, and for th same reason.
No brain worker works as keenly In a
stuffy room as In sn airy one.
Damp, dull weather has llttls or no
effect on the output of work In offices,
but It bss In workshops. Manual la
bor la less efficient In damp than In
dry air, the reason I that th moist
air act a a conductor of electricity
and drain away th natural electrici
ty of th body Into tb ground. Thl
doe not affect the brain, but only tb
muscle and tb spirits.
Boms Almost Small Inough.
There waa a crowd of people In th
5 and 10 cent store about quitting
tlms. Several customer were stand
ing around th table, which held tbe
mouse traps.
A man rushed In and not watting foi
his turn pushed his way through ths
orowd and approached tbs sales girl
'Pleas sell ms a mouse trap right
away; I want to catch my car," he
said, aa bs dlvsd Into bis pocket for
ths Chang.
OF WESTERN LIFE
Kathlyn Williams in New and
Attractive Play.
"Chip of the Flying U" Promises to
Be One of the Most Popular of
Recent Film Productions
Adapted From Novel.
"Chip of the Flying U" Is the new
est motion picture attraction featur
ing Kathlyn Williams, daring and pop
ular screen star. The play Is an
adaptation of B. M. Bower's story of
western life which appeared In a re
cent Issue of a well-known magazine,
visualized for screen presentation. It
la in three parts, containing realistic
scenes of the crude West and Its rough
types of citizens; magnificent views ol
an expanse of beautiful fields show-
Kathlyn Williams.
Ing thousands of rattle srazlng alont.
the hillsides; sports and actlvlt'es ol
the cowboys and many other Incldeuti
rnmlllar to the lover of western lite
The stellar honors In this pantomime
nlny are divided equally between Mls.1
Williams and Tom Mix, noted cowboy
actor, whose expert horsemanship and
lurlut throwing have boon features of
numerous weftern "thrillers" In ths
past and who linn developed Into s
finished photo play star. His fearless
ness on horseback or while engaged
In tents of skill and during during ths
diversions of his comrades, has been
Illustrated by the camera on numerous
occasions for "movie" fans.
Daring Actress.
Miss Marguerite Clayton, who Is at
tached to the Kssanay Western com
pany under the direction of O. M. An
derson, was recently called upon to act
a dangerous and apectacular role
which she did without hesitation.
The photoplay called for the descent
of the actress over the side of a moun
tain to rescue an Infant In an eagle's
nest far down the chasm. Miss Clay
ton was lowered down with a good
sized manlla rope tied securely around
her waist Four men held on the rope
and ahe was lowered nearly a hundred
feet, finally reaching the eagle's nest
and rescuing the baby, which In thla
esse was a dummy. MIm Clayton re
fused at first to enart the role until
Mr. Anderson consented to be one ol
tbe men holding the rope. The camera
man stood across the chasm and se
cured excellent results. Popular Elec
tricity. Return From the Catskllla.
Rip Van Wlnklo's haunts, tbe Cats
kill mountains, were the scene ol
much activity during the last foui
weeks when a company of player
"filmed" several productions In th
urroundlng country. The company
consisting of Dorothy Kelly, James
Morrison, George Cooper and John
Costello, returned from the moun
tainous section wltb negative for
"Ilogan' Daughter." "Within an Ace"
and "The I.ove of Pierre La Crosse."
Eclair Films Produced at Tucson.
It Is announced that the entire pro
ducing force engaged In the making
of American F.rlalr films will b
moved to the spacious and modorn
studios erected by the company al
Tucion, Arts. The F.clalr studios al
Fort I-ee. N. J., were recently de
stroyed by fire and, although th
company U erecting new building,
they are not ready.
East Views New Production.
"Ambushed," a feature photo play.
Is being offered at the motion picture
theater of th Knst. Tbe play I In
three parts and I a film version ol
the story by Chauncey C. Hotcbkls
which appeared In a recent Issue of a
well-known magazine. Francis X.
Ucshman Is featured In thla play, In
terpreting the role of a young attor
ney who outwit two criminals In their
efforts to obtain possession of an es
tate left by a wealthy woman to her
nloce.
Georoe Klein' New Venture
"The Woman Who l-ared." I
is a
forthcoming five part photo play pro
duction wnicn win ne presented by
George Klelne. The story center
around an army officer' wife who
saves ber husband from a charge of
high treason. The feature of th
film are a rare between an atitctnoblle
and a passenger truln aud scene de
pleting circus Ills.