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SIlSWft'sailYia.. i Consolidated Feb., 1899.
CORVALLIS, BEKTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, MARCH 26, 1901.
VOL.!. NO. 48.
I KISSED THE COOK.
I kissed the cook. Ah, me! She was divine-Cheeks
peachy, dark-brown eyes, lips red
Long apron with a bow,
A cap as white as snow,
By far too tempting, so I kissed the cook.
I kissed the cook, this angel from the
And yet I did not take her by surprise.
'Twas mean, I will allow.
But if you'll make the vow
To keep it, I'll tell you how I kissed the
I kissed the cook. Poor, helpless little
The chance so good I could not let it pass.
Her hands were in the dough,
She dare not spoil, you know.
My Sunday suit, and so I kissed the cook.
I kissed the cook. I might have been
But then I guess it wasn't very wrong,
For just 'tween you and me,
The cook's my wife, is she;
So I'd a right, you see, to kiss the cook.
NIPEY and Kipper stood In the
dock, with a don't-care-a-lig-for-"""
"What's the charge against these fel
lows?" inquired the magistrate.
"Drunk and disorderly, your wor
ship, and assaulting the police."
There was no defense.
"Any previous convictions?" asked his
worship, with a sour look at the two
youths of promise.
Kipper thrust his hands deep into his
pockets; Snipey, somewhat older,
watched the dock-keeper with an
anxious eye. There were previous con
victions. "That will do!" said his worship,
severely. "You are evidently Incorrigi
ble. Such fellows are the weeds of so
ciety.' It's a pity you can't be er
plucked out. You will be removed to
the house of correction for three
A raw-footed and broken detachment
of a British infantry regiment was
stumbling gamely along a dreary ra-
' vine in the interior of China. The regi
ment helped make up a relief force
which was hurrying to the rescue of a
..missionary station. Two smart com
panies had mustered in the gray light
-of arly morning and had set out to
reconnoiter in the hills. Through a child-
iBkjesfaith in the efficiency of the in
formation supplied by a so-called intel-
-ilgenee department, the major com
manding the detachment had got hope-
lessly out of his reckoning. The intel
ligence department of the Chinese had
not misled them, and by the late after
noon the British had fallen into an am
bush. From the rock ridges flanking
the ravine the Chinese showed now and
then the gleam of a seimitar to their
prey. Little puffs of smoke appeared
more frequently still, and were some
times followed by sickening little
"plops," when the bullet met flesh and
bone in the valley. The dead lay
sprinkled in the wake of the British in
dabs of scarlet, as If they were playing
a weird game of hare-and-hounds with
i.: The end of their endurance came
when the shadows of the rapidly ap
proaching night closed In upon them.
. The word to halt was given and obeyed,
. although its mellow note killed all hope.
Rations of flour and water were passed
round, and, with the sentries posted,
the little body of British soldiers sat
or lay at ease, rifle in hand, waiting
for night and death. ;
Two hours passed; then the com
manding officer was startled from a
doze by a hoarse whisper.
"Hallo!" he snapped. "Who the
"Me, majer Privlt 'Arrison. I've bin
a-talkln' the persition over with a mate
friend, beggin' yer pard'n, sir o'
mine, an' we thinks theers a cbarnce o'
savin' the detachment."
There were a few expletives in the
."Who told the privates the detach
ment wanted any saving?"
Then there was a sound like a sup
pressed chuckle, and the whisper re
asserted itself. By and by the exple
tives melted Into answering whispers,
then followed silence.
Ten minutes after there slipped Into
the silence the rustle of gently moving
"Snipey, ole man!"
Two hands groped ridiculously in the
Inky night until they found each other.
A few answering cracks from the hills
were followed by the hum of wasted
"Majer said as It was a flve-ter-one
charace," replied Snipey, with some
thing of importance creeping into his
"Wot else did 'e say, mate, when yer
axed Mm ?"
- "Say? . Why, a few bloomin' 'air
liners at fust, as It's 'is nature to. Then
says I, 'Me an' my pal, majer, reckons
as these pigtails wun't want ter tackle
In the darkness, a-cause they might get
.cut up a bit, so they'll wait an' pot us
comferable In the mornln';' 'Bight y'
are, ole chap,' says 'e. Then I says,
'But If we tried to do a guy, majer,
pie pal, they'd smell a rat, an' be down
pn us like a lot o' winter sparrers on a
midden.' 'Considerable powers o' pen
etration,' e says. 'Then,' says I, 'ma
jer, here's our plan. Let one or two
stop behind an' keep a-firln' from dif
ferent places, an' they'll think we're
all 'ere; then the rest o' the detachment
can creep off foxy.' The majer swears,
en' says It wos a flve-to-one cnance.
Then 'e thinks a bit Then 'e says 'e'U
try It. Then I volunteers for you an'
me to stop, a-cause it wos us wot for
merlated the invention. 'Couple of
damn scamps afore you joined, eh?
"e says. 'Certn'l, majer,' I says. Booth-in'-like.
Then I feels summat a-foolln'
about me In the darkness, an' when I
grabbed it I found It wos the majer's
"Snipey," said Kipper, reproachful
ly, "you're a bllsterin' liar!"
"That's the kernel of It, mate. It's
true about the hand, though, Kip."
Crack, crack! Unceasingly the piti
less rifles told the lurking Chinese that
their British pigeons were safe In the
"We gotter remember one thing.
There must be no bloomin' surrender
In'." "Not a bit o' surrenderin'." There
was a decided quaver In the tone now.
"There wun't be no takin' prisoners!
We've took a great responsibility on fer
the regiment. There's a lot o' clarse
about the regiment, Kip, an' we ain't
a-goin' to disgrace it. See?"
"Kipper, ole man!" There was the
same funny groping of hands In the
dark, the same tight, lingering grip
when the found each other.
"Curse this rifle!" said Snipey. "How
she bumps T'
It was nearly 4 o'clock when Kipper
spoke again. The blackness was di
luted a little over the eastern ridge.
"Snipey," he said, with a weary little
sob, "I'm a-gettin' 'ill!" Then after a
pause: "Snipey, d'yer remember what
that Crucified Chap said when 'Ke got
tired when 'B was weary o' waitin',
"Don't give yer neck, mate!"
"Him wot the missh'nary told us about
when we wos kids," went on Kipper,
pathetically. "Wot was it?"
"I know, chummy. I was just a
thinklng of it meself. "Ow long, O
Lord, 'ow long?' "
"That's It!" said Kipper, through his
chattering teeth. "Ow long, O Lord
The eastern sky was a golden sea.
The rocky ridges and hills beneath
seemed blacker than ever, and from
that black smudge on the glory of the
dawn came half a dozen little puffs of
flame, and Kipper's rifle clattered down
upon the rocks. Snipey groped about
In the gloom, and found his comrade on
his knees, gasping and spitting mouth
fuls of warm liquid.
"Wot yer doin', Kip?" he said,
He stood for a minute, still as the
rocks around, then stumbled forward
with a sobbing cry of rage and misery.
In the dim light he saw Kipper lying
on his side, trying in vain to raise him
self upon his elbow.
"Kipper!" he whispered softly, fall
ing on his knees beside his chum.
Kipper groaned, and pressed his
hand to his right breast.
"Through the lungs!" he said, in an
awed whisper, between the fits of
coughing that wrenched him. Snipey
pressed his hand, with a sob.
"For the regiment, Snipey!" He
raised himself on his elbow, and his
chum flung an arm around his neck to
support him. "There's a bit 'o clarse
about the reg "
A fresh bit of coughing brought In
tense agony; after it was over his head
Snipey pulled out his .handkerchief to
wipe the blood from the dead lips. It
was a miniature copy of the British
flag. He remembered how the hand
kerchiefs had taken the fancy of
the soldiers just before they left Eng
land, and how the regiment had
bought up the whole stock.
He stared stolidly at the quiet face
for a-minute, then spread the little flag
When Snipey turned once more to
face the east the day had broken glori
ously. His rifle was empty, and he
slipped a fresh cartridge into the
breech. Then, with a sudden thought,
he fetched Kipper's rifle and loaded
When the Chinese closed round in
the growing light they found their pot
shot prey had flown. A solitary Brit
ish soldier, with hands and chin resting
on the muzzle of his gun, stood await
ing their vengeance.
The weapon sprang to the aching
shoulder," and one yellow foe lay a
corpse. With the report of Kipper's
gun another pressed his hand to a mor
tal wound, and the affair was finished.
But that morning, in the mess-tents
of the rescued regiment, the story of
how a couple of weeds had been pluck
ed from the garden of society was told
with misty eyes and glowing hearts.
"This won't do," exclaimed Mr. Pham
liman; "here it's after, midnight and
that young man and Maude are still in
"How do you know?'' Inquired Mrs.
"Because I don't hear a sound down
there." Philadelphia Press.
Italian and German Navies.
In fifteen years 1885 to 1900 Italy
spent on her fleet $300,000,000, and yet
the Italian navy does not come up to
half the strength and efficiency of the
German fleet, on which during the same
period of years $298,000,000 was ex
pended. . Don't talk at random. Make every
thing you say hit the mark or save your
The widow's 'favorite novel "Put
Yourself in His Place."
Little Girl that Grew Up.
She was sitting up straight in a straight
There wasn't a snarl in her shining hair.
There wasn't a speck on her dainty dress,
And her rosy face was full of distress.
When I drew near to this maiden fair
She suddenly rumpled her shining hair,
And, dropping down "in a heap" on the
Uplifted her voice in wail most sore.
"Now, what is the matter, my pretty
"I'm all grown up," she dolefully said.
"And I'm lonesome, as lonesome, as lones
For Humpty-Dumpty and Riddle-Me-Ree.
"There's Little Boy Blue, who used to
Under our haystack and fall asleep.
He isn't my friend since mother dear
'Did up' my hair in this twist so queer.
"And the Dog and the Fiddle, they left
When the baby into a woman grew,
The Dish has hidden away with the
And the Cow has stayed at the back of
Is caught in her cobwebs high and dry.
And Jack and his Beanstalk I cannot
Since I began to improve my mind.
"I wouldn't be scared, not a single mite.
If the Bugaboo I should meet to-night.
The Bogy Man I'd be glad to see,
But they'll, never no, never come back
"I watched in the garden last night at
A fairy favor to find; but, hark!
My mother is calling don't you hear?
'Young ladies don't sit on the floor, my
Rope Making; in Spain.
The art of ropemaking Is about the
same all over the world, and every
country has its grove of date-palm
trees, where there are rope walks, or
places where rope Is made. The one
shown In the picture is in Elche, a little
town in Spain. It is situated in a large
grove of palm trees. The picture shows
the Spanish boy helping his larger
brother. He turns the big wheel which
causes a smaller wheel to revolve very
fast. This twists the fiber, which is
then wound around a man's body, and
so the small strand Is made. These are
twisted in the same way for the larger
How Bobby Treated His New Watch.
When Uncle John came home from
Europe, what do you think he brought
to Bobby? Why, a watch, a really fine
watch that would keep time. Of course,
as Bobby was only 6 years old, he was
rather young to take care of a nice
watch like that but Uncle John showed
him how to wind it and set it, and so
Bobby kept his watch In first-rate or
der. But. one day he noticed a speck
of dirt on its face. "Ho! ho!" said
Bobby to himself. I don't want my
nice new watch to have a dirty face.
I'll wash It."
So he went up In the bathroom and
put tne watch in a bowl of warm water
and rubbed plenty of soap on It He
even took a little brush and scrubbed
the inside works, says the Philadelphia
Inquirer, so there wouldn't be a speck
of dirt about it anywhere. Then he
wiped It dry with a clean towel and put
it back in his pocket.
Well, after that it didn't seem to go
as well as usual, so Bobby decided it
needed oiling. He got his mother's oil
can from her sewing machine and care
fully oiled all the wheels of his watch.
But still it didn't seem to go right.
Then Bobby happened to think that
perhaps the weather was too cold for it,
so he went out in the kitchen and put
it in the oven for awhile. It got so hot
he had to take it out with a' pair of
tongs, and then he put it out of doors
in a big snowdrift to cool off. But, do
you know, eveH after all that careful
treatment, that hateful old watch
wouldn't go right, so Bobby gave It
back to TJncle Jobn and said he didn't
care much for watches, anyway.
Touching; a Youns; T.ark.
J. M. Barrie. the noted Scottish story
writeV. tells in Scribner's Magazine how
a young lark got its first lesson: '
A baby lark had got out of its nest
sideways, a fall of a foot only, but a
dreadful drop for a baby.
SPANISH BOTS MAKINO HOPE.
"You can get back this way," Ita
mother said, and showed It the way.
But when the baby tried to leap It fell
on Its back. Then the mother marked
out lines on the ground, on which It
was to practice hopping, and it got
along beautifully so long as the mother
was there every moment to say, "How
wonderful you hop!"
"Now teach me to hop up," said the
little lark, meaning that it wanted to
fly, and the mother tried to do it in
vain. She could soar up, up, very brave
ly, but she could not explain how she
"Walt till the sun comes out after the
rain," she said, half -remembering.
"What is sun? What Is rain?" the
little bird asked. "If you cannot teach
me to fly teach me to sing."
"When the sun comes out after the
rain," the mother replied, "then you
will know how to sing."
The rain came and glued the little
bird's wings together.
"I shall never be able to fly or sing!"
Then, of a sudden, It had to blink its
eyes, for a glorious light had spread
over the world, catching every leaf and
twig and blade of grass In tears, , and
putting a smile Into every tear. The
baby bird's breast swelled, It did not
know why; It fluttered from the ground,
it did not know why.
"The sun has come out after the
rain!" It trilled. "Thank you, sun!
Thank you! thank you! Oh, mother!
Did you hear me? I can sing!"
Then It floated up, up, calling, "Thank
you! thank you! thank you!" to the sun.
"Oh, mother, do you see me fly? I am
Boy of the Navy.
He has served as a landsman in the
United States Navy for nearly a year,
and Joseph Home Hauler, of Newtown,
Pa., a boy hero in the Philippines, is
apparently by no means tired of the life
he is leading on the other side of the
globe, if the Interesting and cheerful
letters he writes home are a true ex
pression of his thoughts.
Joseph is barely 15 years old, and
now completes his first year's service
under "Old Glory." Joe Is a landsman
on the Castine, and writes that most
of the fighting occurs in the interior of
the islands, the insurgents being afraid
to come near the -coast It takes two
months for his letters to reach home.
In his last letter he tells of his experi
ences In firing a four-Inch gun four
times at target practice. He says the
noise sounds like a boiler explosion.
KNOW HOW TO ADVERTISE.
Chinese Tradesmen and Doctors Have
Mastered the Art.
The advertising columns In Chinese
newspapers are characteristic of a
peculiar people verbose, grandilo
quent and childish. Here is how a jilted
lover advertises his broken heart to the
"I cannot control, my wrath and bit
terness. My, loved one has, it is plain,
been enticed away by this rascal's de
ceit How, I wonder, can a mere
tailor's dummy like this succeed in win
ning her? Surely he has not law or jus
tice before his eyes. It is on this
account that I am advertising."
A mother writes to a son who has run
away from home:
"If you delay longer and do not return
I cannot cannot bear it, and shall sure
ly seek an end to my life, and then you
will stand in peril of death by thunder.
I am now at my last gasp, and the
family has suffered from insults most
grievious. If you come, no matter how,
everything is sure to be arranged. I
have thought of a plan by which your
father may still be kept in Ignorance.
My life or death hangs on the issue of
these few days. Only I pray that all
good people everywhere will spread
this message abroad, so that the right
person may hear of it. ' So will they
lay up for themselves a boundless store
of secret merit."
Quacks in China advertise In more
beauteous language than their kind in
America. One such "ad" runs:
"One recipe has come down to us
from a physician of the Ming dynasty.
A certain mandarin was journeying in
the hill country when he saw a woman
passing southward over the mountains,
as though flying. In her hand she held
a stick, and she was pursuing an old
fellow of 100 years. The mandarin
asked: 'Why do you beat that old
man?' She answered: 'He is my grand
son, for I am 500 years old and he Is
114. He will not purify himself by tak
ing his medicine, and so I am beating
him.' The mandarin alighted from his
horse and knelt down and did obeis
ance to her, saying: 'Give me, I pray
you, this drug, that I may hand it down
to posterity for the salvation of man
kind.' Hence it got its name 'Fairy
Recipe for Lengthening Life.' Take it
for five days and the body will feel
light; take it for ten days and your
spirits will become brisk; for twenty
days and the voice will be strong and
clear and the hands and feet supple;
for one year and white hairs will be
come black again and you move as
though flying. Take it constantly and
all troubles will vanish, and you will
pass along life without growing old.
Two dollars a bottle."
Her Escort Ise awful fond ob music,
specially dance music.
Miss Snowflake So's I. Doan' day
say dat music am de food ob lub?
"It am de very chicking an' watah
miUlon of lub." Puck.
Ice Cream in Typhoid Fever.
A scientist of New York has discover
ed that ice cream may be freely eaten
by typhoid-fever patients, with good
A wife is sometimes known as a
man's better half and sometimes as
the whole thins.
RAM'S HORN BLASTS.
Warning Notes Calling; the Wicked to
ONOR Is not In
make the best
Bridling sin Is
Greatness is not
In being lifted up
but in growing
T h e kingllest
are those who are
kin to the King of Kings.
A man must be greater than his work.
Deeds are the only measure of our
The superhuman in God cannot be In
human. It Is mockery to wear the Cross you
do not bear.
The church that upholds the world
cannot uplift it
The devil never misses the church
God will not build His temple out of
the devil's bricks.
The Sunday prayer book will not hide
the daily card-pack.
The thinner the wine of wisdom the
faster It will run out
You cannot do right unless you are
willing to suffer wrong.
The wrath of God Is like that of the
sunlight with darkness or dirt
If the Gospel Is impracticable here,
then Heaven is impossible there.
They who live on public opinion will
probably die of popular opprobrium.
It is not part of the divine economy
to give a dime where a dollar is due.
Christ cannot be followed by leaps
and bounds, but rather step by step.
Christ would not shield you from
storm, but he can save you from wreck.
It is often impossible to both appease
the conscience and to please the crowd.
It is sad when we are not on good
enough terms with God to call Him
He who resolves to be better, expect
ing to fail, surely he shall not be dis
appointed. He who Is crowned by his con
science cares not if he is condemned by
- God often has to weaken our bodies
to make us see how dependent we are
The spendthrift who is always spend
ing upon himself is as selfish and means
as the miser.
The man who places the highest
things first will be the first to get the
It is always easier to obey when
Christ says "come up" than when He
says "come down."
It is folly to ask for your pains as
long as you continue to make your
couch on the devil's thorn bush.
God will reward some according to
the sheaves they bear and some accord
ing to the seed they have scattered.
He was evidently a foreigner, and he
walked into one of the big jewelry
houses on F street and asked for a
watch. "I would be pleased to exam
ine some second-hand watches," he
said to the clerk who advanced to meet
"This isn't a pawnshop," observed
the clerk, haughtily.
"No?" observed the man inquiringly,
"but you have watches?" and he point
ed to the great showcases full of hand
"Certainly," replied the clerk. "Fin
est stock of watches in the city. How
much do you want to pay for a watch?"
"How mooch?" asked the stranger.
"Mooch as he is worth so that he suits
me. I have said that I desire a second
hand watch, a good one that snail keep
"See here, sir, you are off your base.
We don't keep second-hand goods. You
will have to hunt elsewhere for second
The stranger's eyes opened wide,
"But you have him there, and there and
there!" he said, as he began to gestic
ulate. "I have said s-e-c-o-n-d-h-a-n-d
watches," spelling It as though to make
it plainer, "and they are here, every
where, yet you say you have them not
I do not comprehend you."
"Well, I do you," replied the clerk
sheepishly, as he quickly got behind
the counter. "Just a little mix up. No
harm done I hope. Certainly we have
watches with second hands. All our
watches have second bands. We
handle no others." And the stranger
got his "second-hand" watch for which
he laid down a fifty dollar bill. Wash
Not a Suitable Reference.
"Of course you quite understand that
I shall call upon Mrs. Whiffler for your
character," remarked Mrs. Taggetly to
the girl she has just engaged.
"Certainly m'm," replied the girl, "al
though I would rather yon didn't for
Mrs. Whiffler is so eccentric that she
is not always to be relied iipon."
"In what way Is she eccentric?"
."She insists that her husband Is quite
a model father and husband, and that
her children have never caused her a
"H'm, not much In that"
"Then she says that she Is perfectly
content with one new dress and one
new hat each season."
"H'm, she is eccentric, then!"
"And, finally, she has never attended
a bargain sale, and says that the only
things sold at them are the women who
"Oh, the woman's mad! I shan't
trouble her for yonr character; you can
come In when yon like I"
When and How to Plant Apples.
Realizing that the apple orchard is a
more or less permanent investment we
must take cautious steps in laying its
foundation, says Ohio Farmer. First
we want suitable land on the hills, with
any exposure except to the east Land
free from stumps and stones and not
too steep is best. New land is not best
as there will be too many stumps and
roots and the borers that work on forest
trees are liable to work on the apple
trees. Some hoed crop should be grown
on the land the year before planting so
that It will be In fine mellow condition.
I like to have the rows as straight as a
line if it can be dose, but if not, follow
the curves of the hill. Dig holes large
enough to plant the trees without
cramping the roots. Where the land Is
level or nearly so, some take the turn
ing plow and plow out three or four fur
rows, set the trees In line, pu!l dirt over
roots and fill up furrow with plow,
Plant two or three-year-old trees. I like
a good, thrifty, medium-sized two-year-
old tree, branched two and one-half or
three feet from the ground. All bruised
or broken roots should be pruned off
and the top cut back about one-half.
Good Pprayinir Apparatn.
The barrel pump is considered by the
Vermont station the most generally use
ful spraying apparatus yet devised and
representing the least possible outlay.
Such a pump is suited to spraying all
other crops and fruit trees, as well as
potatoes. For work in the potato field
there are two chief ways of nslng the
barrel pump. The simplest consists in
carrying the barrel through the field in
a wagon, while one or two persons
walk and direct the spray nozzles.
A more elaborate and expeditious
method is shown In the figure. Here
the same barrel pump Is mounted on a
two wheeled cart The wheels are set
six feet apart so as to straddle two
rows, while the horse walks between
them. From two to four rows are
sprayed at once by this apparatus, and
Ave to ten acres a day are covered by
two men and one horse. In order to
protect the vines a guard rod is placed
in front of each wheel.
Spare the Qnal's.
During the first three months of Its
life the quail feeds almost entirely
on insects, and it is estimated that
each bird will eat its weight In insects
every day until nearly full grown, and
even longer than that If the fall grass
hoppers are plenty. When there are
no more Insects to be found they begin
on the gleanings of grain and weed
seeds, the latter being the ration most
of the winter. Farmers should not
only forbid the shooting of quail upon
their lands, but should further protect
them in winter by providing little heaps
of brush or evergreen boughs, where
they can find shelter and food during
deep snows. A quart of wheat screen
ings, the seeds from the barn floor, or
other food that the farmer could give
them without cost would save many,
and another season they would pay
for it in hunting bugs.
Celery Culture in Brief.
4A well-known gardener, at a recent
agricultural meeting, in speaking of cel
ery culture, said: "I grow White Plume,
Golden Self-blanching and Golden
Heart varieties, and hi rows five feet
apart banking only enough to keep it
upright in position. Celery desired for
late use I put in three rows together,
cover it well, and place loose boards
over it What I want to get at during
the winter I put in a trench four feet
wide and eighteen inches deep. 1 set
a row of two by four studs four feet
high along each side of the trench and
set rafters over it, cover the sides and
top with boards, and then throw the
earth up over all, and put on straw or
coarse manure, when severe cold
weather comes, to keep it from freez
ing. You must keep all dirt from the
heart of your celery else it will speck
One of the items of greatest waste
on the farm has been the reckless way
in which corn fodder has been handled.
The silo has solved the problem of mak
ing the most out of this valuable food,
but-not one farm In 100 or perhaps 500
has a silo. Left to ripen to a degree
that would make it worthless and then
possibly rot In the shock, the cornstalks
on most farms have fallen into disre
SPBAYINO A POTATO FIELD.
pute, and very few regard Its feeding
value as they should. With Improved
machinery for preparing It for feeding
there should be more thought given to
utilizing fodder, which can be made a
good substitute for bay. National
Holding; Back Peach Buds.
The old theory of mulching in winter
with snow and Ice to delay blooming In
spring has been thoroughly exploded,
says Farm and Field. Inside of lumber
camps built hi winter of certain kinds
of logs sprouts of considerable length
are stimulated Into growth by the
warmth of the camp Are, while the out
er sides of the logs are still frozen.
Florists force lilacs Into growth In win
ter by drawing branches of dormant
lilacs Into forcing houses through the
wall. All parts of the twigs that re
ceive warmth begin growth, while the
rest of the plant is frozen. Twigs, of
early flowering plants like the peach
may be forced irfto bloom in winter by
cutting them and putting them in a
vase of water in a warm, sunny room.
These facts corroborated by other in
vestigations indicate that the starting
of dormant buds into growth is due to
the warmth they receive and is prac
tically independent of root action. The
twigs contain sufficient stored-up food
material to promote considerable
growth before the roots and developing
leaves are called into use.
Poultry and Potatoes.
Last spring, as an experiment I
planted my poultry yard, containing
one-fourth of an acre, to potatoes. I
have just dug fifty bushels of fine pota
toes from this quarter acre. I did noth
ing but plant and dig the potatoes; the
hens did the rest kept off the bugs,
kept the ground free from weeds, fertil
ized the crop and kept the ground in
fine condition, so that I didn't need to
cultivate. The yield Is double that on
land adjoining, and the potatoes are
entirely free from scab. Seventy-five
hens occupied the quarter acre. When
the potatoes were planted, a few whole
potatoes were thrown Into the yard for
the fowls, so that they had no need to
dig out the seed potatoes. I think 100
hens could care for an acre of potatoes
to their mutual benefit F. N. Clark, in
Xice on Tonng Animals.
Years ago we heard a farmer ask an
other what he should use to kill the lice
on his calves. "Well," said the old
man, "a little grease will drive them,
off." "How shall I use It?" was the
next query. "If you can put It under
the skin It will be the best way," was
the answer, and as the calves were
very lean the reply was as good as could
have been made. It is a fact that fat
calves or other young animals are sel
dom lousy, and if they get so the ver
min do not seem to be very long lived.
We have not seen lice on anything but
poultry for many years, and hope the
time may come when they will be ban
ished from the poultry yard. But re
member that good feed, good care and
cleanliness are the things that those
pests will not thrive upon. American
Worms in Horses.
Give two ounces of tuipentine In one
half pint of raw linseed oil at a dose
three times a day before feeding for
two days, then give one quart of raw
linseed oil at a dose as a physic. Feed
four quarts of oats at a feed three times
a day and fifteen pounds of good hay hi
twenty-four hours. Put on a muzzle to
keep him from eating his bedding.
The Broadening; Corn Belt.
Probably the production of corn has
been increased in North America by
the development of early maturing va
rieties during the past twenty-five years
more than it has increased in all the
rest of the world from all other influ
ences. The corn belt has broadened
hundreds of miles by this means, and
the end is not yet
Packing; Butter for Family Use,
In packing butter for family use work
into rolls, lay In large stone Jar, cover
with brine strong enough to float an
egg, put a level teaspoonful of saltpeter
and a pound of white sugar to each two
gallons of brine; then put a weight on
butter to keep it under brine.
Milk vessels should, as far as possi
ble, be made without seams, and all
soldered joints be made as smooth as
Don't let your drinking fountains
Keep plenty of fresh water where
your fowls can get it
Shut up your hen houses on these cold
Now is the time to buy your cockerels
Feed plenty of meat scraps if you
want to get lots of eggs.
It is a good plan to whitewash yonr
hen house early In the spring.
Keep the lice off your fowls and they
will keep healthy.
Don't let the roup get the start of you.
Whenever your fowls begin to sneeze
you should give them some olive oil and
kerosene oil, or burn pine tar in rour
houses. Roup is often caused by the
birds taking cold. . ,
When yonr fowls have frosted combs
you should take one pint sweet oil, onei
pint crude oil and one pint camphor and
rub this on night and morning for two
or three mornings and they will be well.