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SiaTOJb-'SVi... i Consolidated Feb., 189?.
VOL. I. NO. 44.
For yon, dear heart, the light
God's smile, where'er you be,
And if He will the night,
Only the night for me!
For you Love's own dear land
Of roses, fair and free;
And if you will no hand
To give a rose to me.
For you Love's dearest bliss
In all the years to be;
And if you will no kiss
Of any love for me.
Thankful to know yon blest.
When God your brow adorns
With the sweet roses of His rest,
I thank Him for the thorns!
-Atlanta Constitution.
HE entered the dining room of
j5) tne fashionable hotel, exhaling
the subtle odor of violets. She
was daintily attired in an azure gown
of filmy silken texture, over which
masses of soft white lace were artis
tically arranged. - Every eye was upon
her as she quietly glided to her place
at one of the tables reserved for regu
lar boarders. Those of a romantic na
ture might have imagined the face of
an angel appearing through white
clouds floating over a sea of bright
blue sky. There was not the slightest
doubt that upon the faces of the men
there were expressions of admiration.
The big husband by whose side she sat
made no effort to conceal the fact that
this exquisite piece of femininity who
had been his wife for ten years was
still the object of bis ardent and ever
Increasing worship. As he deferential
ly bent his head to her In reply to some
slight request, the big woman sitting
just opposite glanced reprovingly at
her own husband, as If to say, "Mr.
Leslie is a model husband. If you
were only like him!" But the expres
sion of reproach was immediately suc
ceeded -by a frown of indignation as
' she noted that Mr. Leslie's chivalry
was quite lost upon her mate, as he
was evidently absorbed In the vision of
beauty at Mr. Leslie's side.
The vision was only talking common
place: but with such a genius or was
It magnetism? that every one seemed
helpless under Its influence, although
the women present were evidently not
quite In harmony with the situation
nor the fragile looking woman of thir
ty with the child's face. In spite of
this antagonistic undercurrent they
were, however, almost as Irresistibly
attracted as were the men. Women
are usually more analytical than are
men, and mentally dissected Mrs. Les
lie, although they inwardly rebelled
that she possessed the power to claim
a second thought. When discussing her
together they denominated her "a silly
chit." "doll face." "simpleton," "know
nothing," and so on. They never ad
mitted her attractions, but openly won
dered what there was in Mrs. Leslie
that all the men went wild over. If she
did have one grain of sense they aver
red to the contrary she certainly pos
sessed little 1ueatIon, and would of
ten make the most astonishing blun
ders. Yet she always held a crowd of male
admirers around her, while the intel
lectual women who could talk politics,
literature, science or art, were quite
neglected if she were present. ' She
was no coquette, however, and in spite
of much jealous watching was never
discovered to be guilty of a moral In
discretion. The women were jealous
of her. The men enjoyed her because
they were not jealous.
She always seemed unconscious of
. either admiration or censure, and
though she had the most exquisite
taste In dress, there was no apparent
vanity In her nature. To-day, in spite
of certain whispered comments and
glances of disapproval, she Innocently
chattered on, her delicate, child-like
face flushing prettily at times, al
though she could not. as Mrs. Adams
said, "talk fifteen consecutive minutes
without displaying the most egregious
ignorance even upon ordinary sub
jects." Tet the men always ignored
her mistakes. Just now she caught the
word "tariff" from a conversation be
tween Miss Adams and Mrs. Smith,
and she quietly interrupted In bird-like
tones: "Oh, has that bill passed? Let's
see, what was It called?" One of the
ladles giggled audibly as Mr. Smith
gallantly replied:
"Oh. yes; the Dlngley bill, you
"Yes, that's It. Who Introduced It?"
A smile from the women, and the po
lite and quiet reply:
"Mr. Dlngley introduced it; It Is nam
ed for him."
"Ah, is that so? -.Jaow nice! Mr.
Dlngley Is an Englishman; I remem
ber now!" f
"Fool!" whispered Miss Adams, while
Mrs. Smith applied her handkerchief
quickly to her mouth and feigned a
cough, although she knew her ruse was
detected by the look of scorn Mr. El
lis gave her as Mr. Smith again made
courteous reply, and then, with charm
ing tact, changed the subject to one
more adapted to Mrs. Leslie's capacity.
That night, when the guests were as
sembled upon the commodious hotel
porch, the men,, as usual, forming a cir
cle around Mrs. Lesl(e, the women thus
Isolated discussed more satirically
than ever "the siren" and her charac
teristics. One declared she was not
only brainless but soulless. Incapable
of any great and noble thought or ac
tion. '
"But," responded Mrs. Smith in sar
castic tones, Imitative of Mr. Ellis, "she
Is so genuine and sympathetic; such
a sweet, womanly woman!"
About 100 years ago a queer-looking craft was seen coming down the Ohio
river. It consisted of two canoes, with a crew of one man, who said, on land
ing, that his name was Chapman and his cargo was appleseeds. Whenever ha
came to an attractive, open site along the Ohio or its northern tributaries, he
planted his seeds in orderly lines, and fenced in the place with brush.
He soon had hundreds of little nurs ;ries all over Ohio, and he returned year
after year to tend and prune them. Naw settlers found whole orchards await
ing them, and the trees were carried inland and sold for a bit of clothing or
given away outright. The young planter went barefoot in summer, but he made
rude sandals for himself in winter, ami wore broad-brimmed hats made of
pasteboard to keep the sun from his eyes.
"Johnny Appleseed," as he soon came to be called, never carried a weapon,
never took the life of any dumb thing, bore great physical pain without flinching
and was trusted and beloved by Indians and white men alike. He was a de
vout Swedenborgian, and if our belief be true that we are surrounded by the
good or evil spirits our behavior invites, surely "this gentle, loving, helpful, half
crazed man walked daily with the angels of God."
Times and places are very potent in connecting widely separated and incon
gruous events. A monument has just been erected to Appleseed's memory in
Mansfield, Ohio, in the beautiful park given to that city by the late Hon. John
Sherman. Yet Appleseed was born before the existence of the United States
which Sherman served so faithfully for nearly fifty years, and the cenotaph of
the one and the fresh grave of the other lie almost on the very spot of one of
the famous apple orchards of early territorial Ohio. Youth's Companion.
"Yes, indeed, my dears," said Miss
Adams, "and Mr. Smith Informed me
only yesterday that she gave a fellow
such noble aspirations!"
A merry laugh rang out at Mrs.
Smith's expense, but ere she could re
tort, the firebell clanged loudly, fol
lowed Immediately by the heavy roll
of the engines over the paved streets',
and the cry of "Fire! Fire!" from in
numerable voices.
A wild, lurid glare lit up the town op
posite the hotel, and with one accord,
and many exclamations, the group up
on the porch joined the eager, rushing
crowd moving in the direction of the
conflagration. Cries of "Where is it?"
and only Indistinct replies from the
distance reached the hotel group, as,
keeping as closely together as possible,
they were pressed onward with the
ever increasing throng, until, when
some five blocks distant, the thick
smoke from the burning building made
them gasp for breath, while Mr. Ellis,
with Mrs. Leslie in front, shouted
"The whole Weldon tenement is
ablaze! Hurry up, men, and help to
get those people out!"
A quicker impulse forward and a
nervous shriek from Mrs. Leslie caus
ed the other ladies of the party, re
gardless of the excitement of the oc
casion, to utter again critical and dls-,
paraging remarks, such as,
"Better have stayed at home, the
baby! Thai violet odor sickens me In !
this dense smoke."
"Where is her husband? I wonder." (
Liert ror rranarori tc-nignv '-came
the reply.
"Should think "
Bui here their conversation was stop
ped by the tumult around them, and
they were now as near the conflagra
tion as the women dared to go, and
speechless they watched the brave fire
men as they directed the hose on that
portion of the building which remain
ed standing. More than half had al
ready fallen, and the occupants were
crying and moaning, half crazed with
grief at the loss of their household
goods. The tidings that all the in
mates were saved caused a shout of
Joy to go up from the crowd, when
suddenly, from an upper corner win
dow, a baby form appeared a wee girl
figure scarcely three years old! She
was blackened by soot and smoke, and
was sobbing and calling, "Mamma!
"Tis Tilly Brown's baby!" shouted
one of the rescued tenants. "She's
gone out washing and she ain't come
home yet. My God! What will she
"Save the baby!" "Save the baby!"
shouted the frantic crowd, and the
firemen sprang to their work with re
newed energy, but all in vain. Five
brave men, In as many seconds, were
almost killed In the attempt to reach
the apparently doomed and helpless
child. Still It cried on, its calls for
"Mamma" growing pitifully weak. The
shouts of the multitude became louder
and hoarser. Women cried, and some
fainted and were borne away. The
group of women from the hotel were
sobbing hysterically, their mother love
touched. But they never realized the
moment when a blue and white robed
figure sped swiftly from them; nor did
they guess there was one less of their
number until, simultaneously with a
glad cheer from the crowd, the form of
Mrs. Leslie for one brief instant ap
peared at the open window as she
snatched the child up: in her arms,
burying its face upon her shoulder, and
enveloping Its head in the ends of the
long white scarf she had hastily
thrown about her head. They saw her
rapidly disappear in a clopd of smoke
and flame as a stillness like that of
death fell on the astonished people.
The next instant the very air seemed
rent with shouts and exclamations of
"The baby Is saved! The baby is
saved! And the lady "
Well, I never see a combination of
blue silk and white lace, nor smell the
odor of violets, but a picture rises be
fore me of a charred and burning build
ign and a group of grimy firemen bend
ing reverently over the frail dead form
of a woman with a sweet, child-like
face wearing a smile upon It, while a
frightened baby clings to her, sobbing,
tangled in a mass of lace wound about
the head and neck of the quietly sleep
ing woman.
Prof. EHsha Gray Claimed to Have
Discovered the Telephone.
Prof. Gray, who died at Newtonvllle,
near Boston, Mass., recently, took rank
as one of the world's greatest invent
ors. He was born in Ohio sixty-five'
years ago. He was
educated at Oberlin
College and early
turned his endeavor
to perfecting elec
trical appliances.
He met with great
success, his inven
tions, both useful
and simply practi
cal, being Innumerable. Both he and
Prof. Bell claimed credit of priority in
inventing the telephone, the latter re
ceiving the award after twenty-five
years of litigation. This fact embit
tered Prof. Gray in his later years. His
last work is regarded as a masterpiece.
It is an electrical apparatus by which
the sound of fog signals can be trans
mitted under the water for twelve
miles. Prof. Gray received compara
tively large sums for his Inventions,
but died poor.
Everything Was Fresh.
A traveler stepped from a train at
Pittsburg very early the other morn
ing and went to' the depot lunch room
to get breakfast He was extremely
tired from a long ride and consequently
not in the best of moods.
"What do you want?" snarled one of
the waiter girls. She had a get-up-too-soon
expression on her face, and spoke
"A little courteous treatment," re
sponded the traveler.
"We don't keep It here," rejoined the
. "I thought so," was the laconic reply
of the Clevelander. "Give me some
regular eggs."
"We only keep fresh eggs," replied
the girl.
"Everything fresh around here?"
queried the Clevelander.
"Yes," she hissed through her teeth.
"I thought so," the traveler replied.
As the traveler ate his breakfast In
silence he wondered who had the bet
ter of the skirmish. From the look on
the girl's face she, too, was pondering
over the same question. New York
Filigree Meets a Bishop.
An Episcopal bishop made Mr. Pin
gree's acquaintance. Belligerent as he
was, Mr. Pingree gave evidence of
backwardness and shyness, for he was
none too well posted on bishops and
didn't -know just how to take them.
"I see by the papers that you are
much addicted to swearing," said the
"Yes, I've seen something of that
kind in the papers myself," said
Hazen, acting very much like a snail in
the act of pulling in its shell.
"Well," said the Bishop, "judging by
what you have to contend with, I
would not be surprised if you did
swear pretty often." Detroit To-day.
The World's Paper Money.
The world's stock of paper money is
now $900,000,000, equal to the existing
stock of cold coin. . ; y
Wealth Is the bull's eye on the target
at which all humanity aims.
8chool-Days in the Old Times. '
Boys and girls of the present day find
the road to learning a much smoother
and pleasanter pathway than did their
forefathers. A hundred years ago the
favorite text in almost every family
was "Spare the rod and spoil the child."
A rawhide or bunch of birch hung
over the mantel-shelf in many houses,
to be used upon the boys of the family,
the usual rule being that a whipping at
school must be followed by one at
home. Those given at school were
usually the more severe. In many old
schools in England the "birch horse" is
preserved as a curiosity; a high wooden
frame shaped like a saddle, on which
the delinquent was strapped to receive
his lashes. - -
Watson, in his "Annals of Philadel
phia," tells us that girls as well as boys
were whipped in the "academies for the
children of the gentry" a hundred years
ago. i y
Other punishments than whipping
were common. Talking in school was
sometimes punished by fastening a
frame over the mouth, from which
lolled a huge red flannel tongue. Almost
every school had its dunce's cap, and
some of them had a "clog," which was
a block of wood that was strapped to
the leg of a truant' and worn outside
of school.
Dull scholars were often made to
stand open-mouthed under the clock,
to be pointed at by their comrades as
they marched past. In certain English
schools a large wicker cage is preserved
in which the delinquent was fastened,
I the cage being then drawn by a pulley
to the ceiling, where it remained until
. the ill-doer was supposed to be suf
ficiently punished. ,
J The tardy scholar was sometimes
; forced to march through the streets pre
i ceded by an usher who ckrried a light
, ed lantern, to he amusement of the
Jeering crowd. .
I These punishments seem barbarous,
and were barbarous when applied to
most school delinquents, but there are
some natures, almost or quite devoid
of moral . sensibility gross mentally
and physically that can only be made
to see their wrong-doing by severe cor
poral punishment. They are like ani
mals. Their comprehension of guilt Is
only vitalized and measured by the
acotenesa of the pain inflicted as a pen
alty. Youth's Companion.
Fome F Tinny Witche.
Cut from a piece of pasteboard the
outlines of a hat, such as the accompa
nying figure (T) shows. By placing tads
between the thumb and the forefinger
there may be produced different shad
ows, smiling or cross-looking, with
noses, chin and lips short or long, as
the performer may choose.
Grandpa's Glasses.'
My grandpa has to wear glasses,
'Cause his eyesight is not very strong,
And he calls them his "specs," and he's
worn them
For ever and ever so long.
And when he gets through with his read
ing '
He carefully puts them away,
And that's why I have to help find them
'Bout seventy-five, times a day.
But at night when we sit round the table.
And papa and mamma are there,
He reads just as long as he's able,
And then falls asleep in his chair.
And he sits there and sleeps in his
glasses :
And you don't know how funny it
But he says he just has to wear them
To see things well in his dreams.
Ladies' Home Journal.
Bis Palace of a Little Kins'.
The boy King of Spain, Alfonso
XIII., who is the smallest King in the
world, lives in one of the biggest pal
aces ever built It takes visitors two
days to go through it. In its vast court
yard there is room for a considerable
army to maneuver. The youthful mon
arch is said to have no affection for his
enormous and somewhat gloomy resi
dence, and to have expressed decided
intentions of making radical alterations
when he grows up. However, there
is plenty of time for him to change his
mind before he will have attained the
authority to reconstruct anything more
extensive than the quarters for his toy
What Birds Pay.
The call of the yellow hammer is
"Pee!" and his answer, "Zee-zee!" The
field lark calls, "Pippee!" and replies,
"Preeoo, preeoo, pee, preeoo!" The
wood lark says, "Badoo-lay, badoo
lay!" and replies, "Lu-lu-lu-lu!" The
tomtit says, "Titigu, tltigu!" and re
plies. "Steetee. steetee!" The redbreast
says, "Weep, weep!" ' and replies,
Teeree, teereetee, teereetee ree!" The
wren, z.001, zoon and answers
"Zalp!" Th black capped warbler says
"Toe!" The white-throated warbler
says "Bshee, bshee!" They both reply
"Clap!" Many birds have only one
cry for calling and answering. The
wagtail says, "Teetroo, teetroo!" the
white tall, "Farfar!" the sparrow,
"Twhee, twhee!" like the bullfinch. The
cuckoo repeats its own name, "Cuckoo,
cuckoo!" The quail, a bird of good
council, says "Pay thy debts, pay thy
debts!" The own, when evening comes,
saddens the woods with his dismal cry,
in regular time, like the ticking of a
clock: "Hoot-toot, hoot-toot!" The
nightingale says "Teeo-teeo, teeo-teeo!"
and the thrush, Zeep-zeep!"
Facts About Cows.
It was a class of 8-year-olds, and the
subject for composition was "The
Cow." One of the girls wrote, among
other things, "The cow Is a very useful
animal, for she supplies us .with beef
steaks, veal, pork and other meats."
Another, looking at the subject from a
wholly different standpoint, thought
the cow very useful 'jhecause "She
keeps the garden 'clean by eating the
The Tiger's Danger.
Bobby I wonder why the tiger does
not lie down and go to sleep once In a
Nurse I am sure I don't know,
Bobby Do you suppose he's afraid
he will turn Into a rug if he does?
A Chicago Master Who Thinks the
Amusement Is Reaching Its Knd.
One of the well-known ballet trainers
of the city, In discussing the subject
one day last week, said: "People will
not dance at all within a very few
years. You see, dancing is not meant
to be distorted as It now is. To dance
once must be graceful, "but to dance
after the prevailing ballroom fashion
one must be very angular. In the first
place, there is nothing to dance. Peo
ple no longer waltz, and when they do
waltz they do not waltz well; it is a
kind of awkward whilring around, with
no opportunity or design for a graceful
movement All that was graceful about
the waltz of the past has been taken
from it to please the hopper, who
would prefer to whirl around on one
toe, with no thought of dancing. How
can one expect that It would be any
different with this two-step turning ev
ery one's head? No one can think to
dance well when all he dances from
one month's end to another is the two
step. There is nothing graceful about
that You can't get any kind of train
ing out of It It is no dance. Did you
ever analyze it?"
. The master began to dance, turning
from the evolutions of the old-fashioned
dances to the waltz and the two-
step. With his hands on his hips he
glided back and forth, all the while
.smiling cynically.
"Can't you see how very foolish it
is?" he said. "Can't you see there is
nothing to this wonderful two-step?
One doesn't have to dance just take so
many glides, turn, glide again and
again turn. Where is your opportunity
for grace? Where is your opportunity
for skill? Every man, woman and
child in the country could do this if he
wanted. Our only good fortune is that
they do not want to."
"But what difference, does it make
that the two-step Is,- as you say, a
dance any one can do? Does a thing
need to be difficult in order to be popu
lar?" some one asked him.
"That is the secret of the whole thing
it does have to be just that. No one
wants to dance something every living
creature can dance, and if they do they
ought not to, for it Is a bad thing for
our profession. I can't see what the
society masters live on with this kind
of thing going on, and you know they
do protest They tried to find some way
out of the difficulty last summer."
Chicago Chronicle.
Knew All About Clipping.
M. J. Keefe and Rud Dietrich,, who
operate a newspaper bureau : In the
Johnston Building, recently conceived
the idea of advertising for help, and
Keefe sat down and wrote the follow
ing ad, which he exhibited with great
pride to his partner:
Young Men Six expert at clipping.
The ad was inserted in the papers,
and the next morning when Keefe
came to his office door Tie met about
thirty young men who were odorous
with hair oil and pomade. They enter
ed with a rush as he opened the door,
and a half hour later his partner,
Dietrich, forced his way through the
crowd to the inner office, where he
found Keefe sitting in a chair dis
mayed. "We're In bad on the ad!" moaned
"How's that?" asked Dietrich.
"They're not newspaper clippers,"
said Keefe, pointing at the outer office
with a groan. "They're barbers!"
Cincinnati Enquirer.
Short Stories prints an anecdote of
a Western judge who, although he is
wise, does not mind being witty.
While he was trying a case recently
he was disturbed by a young man who
kept moving about in the rear of the
court-room, lifting chairs and looking
under things. .
"Young man," the Judge said, at
length, "you are making a great deal of
noise." .
"Your honor," replied the young
man, "I have lost my overcoat and I
am trying to find it"
"Well," said the venerable jurist
"people often lose whole suits in here
without making all that disturbance."
Love and philosophy are sworn en
emies. ,
f hows Qmllty of Milk.
Below we illustrate a simple appar
atus for testing the quality of milk, as
i well as for separating the component
parts of other liquids according to their
! weight the machine being of a con
venient form for either household or
laboratory use. It would be a matter
of gratification to the housewife to
know to a certainty the percentage of
' cream In the milk she buys, and often
I times a machine of this kind would be
I the means of exposing adulteration, or
I its use would enable the owner to se
lect the richest milk. To utilize the
machine the two test tubes are re
moved from their supports, filled with
the milk or other liquid and replaced in
their sockets. The crank is then re-
volved rapidly for a few minutes, and
when the tubes come to a standstill
again a glance at the figures on the
tubes will indicate at once the percent
age of the heavier ingredient of the
milk. It is needless to say that the an-
1 paratus will also find its place" In the
j physician's office and the chemical la-
boratory and might also be used by the
official milk testers in their -examinations.
The" inventors are Edward
Bausch and George Hommel, of Roch
ester, N. Y.
For L,ift;ng Heavy Things.
As I was passing a pond where sev
eral men were cutting ice I noticed a
device In use for loading that I thought
was a very clever invention. It may
be an old, well known device, but it
was certainly new to me, and, thinking
that it might be of service, I send a de
scription of it. The one I saw was a
rough, homemade affair, such as any
farmer couid make in a few hours. The
standard, or post was about 6 feet tall;
the sweep, about 18 feet long, hung on
a swivel about 5 feet from the butt end.
The post was braced on crosspieces at
the base to hold it from toppling over,
and there was a knotted rope on the
handle end of the sweep to alow the
butt end, to which the ice tongs were
tied, to dip into water and clutch the
cake of ice; -then, by pulling down on
the rope until the sweep could be
grasped !n the hand, the cake of ice
could be swung over into the sled or
wagon very easily. One man seemed
to handle the lever with ease, and it
certainly looked like a valuable help
not only in loading Ice, but in handling
any heavy objects that could "be
clutched by tongs or chain. Cor. Rural
Barnyard Sheda.
We once knew a man who decided
that be would make a tight board fence
on the north and east sides of bis barn
yard to protect the cattle from the
wind, as it would cost but little more
than any other snug fence. When this
was done he found that a little more
expense would roof over the space be
tween the fence and one side and end
of the building. Then he bad a shed,
not quite watertight for he did not
shingle it, but battened the cracks,
where the cattle could stand while be
was cleaning out the stables and
spreading the bedding on a stormy day,
and longer when the sun shone into it
and they were much more comfortable.
It was pleasing to see bow the cattle
would gather in that shed after they
bad drunk, while waiting for the door
to open that they might go Into the
barn. The expense was small and was
more than repaid by the comfort of
the cattle, and probably by saving of
food, though the farmers of those days
did not carry their experiments on as
scientifically and get results as exactly
as the experiment stations do now.
When they thought a new method paid
they did not figure the profits down to
fractions of a cent American Cultivator...'
Facts About the f Ho.
Twenty years' experience in the use
of the silo has brought out some facts
about which all are agreed.
1. That a larger amount of healthful
cattle food can be preserved in the silo
in better condition, at less expense of
labor and land, than by any other
method known.
2. That silage comes nearer being a
perfect substitute for the succulent
food of the pasture than any other food
that can be had in the winter.
3. Thirty pounds a day Is enough
silage for an average sized Jersey cow.
Larger cattle will eat more.
4. A cubic foot of silage from the .
middle of a medium-sized silo will av
erage about forty-five pounds.
5. For 182 days, or half a year, an
average Jersey cow will require about
six tons of silage, allowing for unavoid
able waste.
6. The circular silo, made of good
hard wood staves, Is cheapest and best
7. Fifteen feet in diameter and thirty
feet a good depth. Such a silo will hold
about 200 tons of silage, cut In half
inch lengths.
8. Corn just passing out of roasting
ear stage Is the best single material for
silage. Corn and cow peas are the best
combined materials in cow pea regions.
9. Silage is as valuable in summer as
In winter.
10. The silo has come to be as neces
sary a part of a dairy farm plant as a:
corn crib or hay mow. . :
Value of Church Privileges. : ' J
If a man wants to sell his farm, pleas-;
ant and well kept surroundings mate
rially assist in the sale. But if things
are lepulsive about the home the pur- -chaser'will
take it into his estimates
and deduct the cost of improvement r
from the value asked. A farmer should
look at many things. A church near
him adds value to his acres. But on
the other hand, if there are no church
privileges near that fact subtracts
from the value of land throughout the
neighborhood. There is no denying
this. I have observed It all my life. I
was once surveying some land In the
spring of the year. The weather was
not favorable for plowing, so some
eleven persons came -out to see bow 1
did it In several of their hip pockets
were flasks of whisky. . I inquired and
found that there was not a church in
ten miles In any direction. It was
called a tough neighborhood, and It
was. What sane person would like to
raise a family amidst such surround
ings? I kept on inquiring. Land was
low in price there compared with else
where where there were church privi
leges. One of those men went to the
penitentiary for horse stealing not long
afterwards, and one or two of the oth
ers skipped the country. Twentieth
Century Farmer.
Horse Notes.
Allow a horse a reasonable time to
rest after feeding.
It is within the reach of every farm
er to breed good horses.
Mares bred in the fall will endure
good service without Injury.
A dumb, stupid colt can never be er
ucated to be a valuable, horse.
A good colt is a product not affected
by weather, hot, wet or dry.
Size, form, bone and constitution
must be regarded first in breeding.
Let the heels be cleaned every night
Dirt or filth if allowed to cake causes
sore heels.
While horses need good wholesome
food, It should not be all of the fat pro
ducing kinds.
A Hint on Pruning Berries.
In cutting the old canes from black
berries and raspberries, care should be
taken not to scratch or bruise the
young canes, especially if the work is
done in fall or winter, suggests an ex
change. Where wounds are made by
the careless use of the pruning knife,
or even by the chafing of two canes to
gether by wind, it is almost certain
death to the part above, the supply of
sap being cut off by the drying of the
wood where the bark Is broken.
Weevil ani Wheat.
The only way to get rid of weevil In
your wheat is to make a bin or granary
as nearly airtight as possible and then
place in an open dish on top of the
wheat carbon bisulphide, about four
ounces for every 100 bushels of wheat
Allow this to evaporate. It is heavier
than air, settles to the bottom and de
stroys every living thing. During the
treatment keep fire away from the bin,
as carbon bisulphide Is explosive, ad
vises American Agriculturist
- Apples and Turnip.
Apples and turnips are both excellent
and are much relished by the fowls.
You can feed the apples -raw or, boil
them soft and mix with mash food.
Turnips should be chopped up land
cooked as an addition to mash. Hens
are almost as fond of cooked turnip and
apple as they are of meat At 15 to 50
cents a barrel the apples are cheap
enough for hen food. Dr. Woods.