corva: SEMLWEEKLY. SiaTOJb-'SVi... i Consolidated Feb., 189?. CORVALLIS,. BENTON COUKTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 26, 1901. VOL. I. NO. 44. GAZETTE. FOR YOU. 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 mean?" "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 back: "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! 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 dor "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 applause. "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. A GREAT INVENTOR. 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 PROF. GBAT. 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 savagely. "A little courteous treatment," re sponded the traveler. "We don't keep It here," rejoined the girl. . "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 Tribune. 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 Bishop. "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. mi Folks 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 HOW TH8T ARE MADE. 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 seems; 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 soldiers. 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 weeds." The Tiger's Danger. Bobby I wonder why the tiger does not lie down and go to sleep once In a while? Nurse I am sure I don't know, Bobby. Bobby Do you suppose he's afraid he will turn Into a rug if he does? IS DANCING A PAST FANCY ? 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 Keefe. "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. Disproportionate. 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 New-Yorker. 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 CKNTRIFUSAL TESTING MACHINE. HANDI.INO ICE 8INGLK HAffSED. 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.