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SEMI-WEEKLY.
zVriAVLJ. Consolidated Feb., 1899.
CORVALIilS, BEKTON COUNT IT, OREGON, TUESDAY, MARCH 11, 1902.
VOL. II. NO. 46.
CHATTER XIV.-(Continued.)
"So, so you wore spying on me!" cries
he, in lit tie gasps. '"What brought you,
h? That door below was locked has
been locked for fifty years. Is there a
conspiracy against me, then, that you
can thus force yourself into my presence.
In spite of bolts and bars?"
"The lock gave way," stammers Vera;
"it must have been old, broken by age,
rusty. I had nothing to do. It was by
the merest chance I came here. I am
sorry, sorry." Her voice dies in her
thront.
"I don't believe it;' there is more that
you keep behind. Speak, girl; speak, I
command you I Who showed you the
way here?"
"I have told you," says Vera, tremu
lously; "you must believe me. If I had
known I should not have come. T I am
sorry I have so frightened you, but "
"Who says I am frightened?" He turns
upon her with a bitter scowl and a pierc
ing glance. "Why should I care about
being disturbed when I was merely idling
away a dull hour by looking through my
own will?"
"Yours?" asks Vera, innocently enough.
"Ay, whose else?" he asks, with a
snarl of a-nger. "What do you mean,
girl? Do you doubt my word? Whose
else should it be eh, eh? Go, leave me,"
cries he, furiously; "and cursed be the
day you ever saw my house!"
He waves to her to leave him, and,
more unnerved than she has ever beeu
in all her life before, she-retreats behind
the heavy curtain and runs with all her
might down the dark corridor without,
down the steep stairway, and so out into
the passage into the hall.
CHAPTER XV.
Going to where Tom Peyton is dili
geutly weeding, Griselda takes him to
task.
"Why didn't you tell me your sister
was the sweetest woman on earth?" de
mands she, in quite an aggrieved tone.
"Because she isn't," says Tom, striv
ing with a giant dock that has treacher
ously concealed itself beneath the spread
ing leaves of a magnificent dahlia; "you
are that."
"Nonsense!" says Griselda; and then,
"Oh, Tom! what do yon think she is
going to do at once? She is going to
make an effort to induce Uncle Gregory
to let Vera and me stay with her at The
Friars! Only fancy if she succeeds!
Wasn't it perfectly lovely of her to think
of it?"
"Oh, she isu't bad." says her brother,
broadly; "but may I ask how she pro
poses tackling the old gentleman?"
"Through Seaton."
"If Seaton helps her "
The words die on his lips, his jubilant
nir forsakes him having turned a cor
ner of the secluded pathway they had
chosen, they run right into the arms of
Seaton Dysart! For a moment the two
men gaze blankly into each other's eyes.
"What is the meaning of this masque
rade?" demands Dysart presently with
an angry frown; "what brings you here,
Peyton, in that dress, and with my
cousin?"
"You certainly have every right to
ask," says Peyton, with a rueful glance
at his damnatory clothing, "but surely
you might guess the answer. The fact
Is, I'm in love!" He makes this con
fession with a careful artlessness not to
be surpassed.
"Iu love?" exclaims Dysart, frowning
still more darkly.
"Quite so," amiably; "five fathoms
deep. And your father being so so ex
clusive," making a hard fight for a civil
word, "I couldn't manage to see her in
any orthodox fashion, so I took service
here."
"Her? whom?" asks Dysart, changing
color. A sudden light flashes into his
eyes; to him, as to Tom Peyton, there is
but one "her" in the world.
"Why, Griselda," says the latter, as if
amazed at the other's stupidity.
"And what do you suppose will be the
upshot of nil this?" sternly.
"That, my dear fellow, is what I have
never yet gone into. But marriage, I
hope."
"Pshaw!" says Dysart, Impatiently;
"end what of Griselda?"
"Griselda has confessed that she likes
me a little. 1 say, Dysart," with a sud
den change of tone, "you won't tell your
dad eh ?"
"I am much more likely to tell your
ister," says Seaton, angrily.
"You needu't. She knows. She was
here just now, and is full of a desire to
kidnap Griselda and carry her away to
The Friars. I say, Dysart, my sister de
pends upon you to make your governor
give his consent to the girls going on a
visit to her; you won't disappoint her,
eh?"
"I'll do what I can," gravely; "but I
shouldn't advise you to be too sanguine
ns to the result of my interference."
True to his word, Seaton managed, af
ter a hard fight, to secure his father's
consent that Vera and Griselda might
pay a two weeks' visit to Ladv Rivers
dale. It is quite five o'clock when they ar
rive and cuter the spacious hall of The
Friars, that now is filled with a delicate,
somber light. A crimson strenm from a
painted window, somewhere in the dis
tauce, casts a flood of glory, blood-red, at
Vera's feet, and a comfortable tinkliug
of spoons clinking against china smites
their ears.
At the top of the room, reclining in a
rather listless fashion on some velvet
cushions, are two little girls, quUe lovely
enough to arrest the gaze of any casual
observer. They have given iu to the cu
riosity attendant on the entrance of the
new guests, and fix their large wide eyes
on Vera, who, in turn, looks backon
them with a certain interest.
Lady Riversdale, by a word an in
tensely proud, fond word had intimated
that they were her children. The young
er, taking her courage in both hands,
lips her Huh? slim fingers under the
narrow gold bangles that adorn Vera's
wrist, and begins to push them ud and
down with a childish, diffident gesture.
"What's your name?" asks she, gravely.
Vera.
"Vera!" Both children repeat the
word with a sort of gratification. "But
tell us you have another name, haven't
you .'
"Dysart," confesses she. softly.
"Why, that's Seaton's name." cries
Dolly, brightening, and looking up at the
tall young man who is standing near
them; "isn t it, Seaton? Why, you must
be something to him. Sister eh?"
"No," says Vera, shaking her head.
"You can't be his mother?" hazards
the younger child, uncertainly.
Vera laugrs lightly. "No," she says
again.
"I have it! I know it!" exclaims Dolly
the wise, glancing up triumphantly; "you
are his wife!
This innocent bombshell spreads dis
may in the camp.
"Who is that pretty little girl over
there?" Vera asks, with a wild longing
to change this embarrassing conversa
tion, pointing to where the girl who had
first attracted her is sitting, "quite oppo
site, in the red-and-white gown? Do
you see her?"
"Oh! that is Mary Butler. Don't you
know her? Everybody knows Mary But
ler. We love her, so does everybody
else."
"Mamma says Seaton does," says lit
tle Flossy, mildly; "perhaps that's why
he won't marry you."
"It was true, then," thinks Vera. A
great sense' of disgust rises up within
her, swallowing all other thoughts. And
yet he would have forsworn himself!
Would have nay, he would do so still.
Oh, the shamelessness of it!
Perhaps something of her secret scorn
communicates itself to him, because even
in the midst of his apparently engross
ing conversation he lifts his head abrupt
ly and his eyes seek hers, and read them
as though he would read her soul.
And then a curious light flashes into
his face. He makes a movement, quick
ungoverned, as though he would rise and
go to her, but, even as he does so, some
one steps out from the shadows behind
her, and, bending over her, holds out his
hand a young man, tall, well favored,
smiling, with an air about him of sud
den, warm delight.
"You remember me?" he says, so dis
tinctly that Seaton can hear him across
the room. "To think that I should have
the happiness of meeting you here to
dayand after so many vain inquiries.
How it brings back the past to see you.
Venice, Rome, that last carnival Vera,
say you are glad to see me!"
Some people walking past them, and
suddenly standing still, obliterate them
from Seaton's view, but when next he
looks the stranger is sitting beside her,
and Vera, with flushed cheeks and bril
liant eyes, full of an unmistakable wel
come, is murmuring to him in low, soft
tones.
"Who is ;he man talking to my
cousin?" asks Seaton, indicating Vera's
companion by a slight gesture, and
speaking in a tone so changed that Miss
Butler involuntarily lifts her head to look,
at him.
"Lord Shelton," she says. "George
Sandes he was. Don't you know him?
Great hunting man. He came in for the
title about eight months ago. That
brought him back from uis big game in
the East."
CHAPTER XVI.
In the last four days Peyton has mys
teriously disappeared, no one knows
whither, except perhaps Griselda, his sis
ter and two others. "North" he was go
ing, he said to inquiring friends. To-day,
however, he has turned up again, admira
bly dressed as ever, and as radiant as a
good conscience 'should make any man.
"I'm so glad Tom has got back in
time," says Griselda. "I quite feared
Uncle Gregory would be too many for
him. Vera, what makes you look like
that, darling? Now tell me what it is
that has annoyed you."
"I must be mad to be annoyed," says
Vera, with angry self-contempt.
"Seaton again?"
"It is always Seaton," with an increase
of her irritation, "when it isn't his fath
er. Was there no other path into which
fate could have flung me, except this?
Yes, it is Seaton."
"But why think so much about him?
He cannot interfere with you now, be his
father never so persistent iu his idea of
marrying you to him, because all the
world can see he is as good as engaged
to Miss Butler."
"I pity her, then, with all my soul!
What a family to enter! She is too good
to be sacrificed so cruelly. I believe he
is employed by his father to watch me,
to report all that I say or Ah!" she
breaks off abruptly, and points almost
triumphantly to the pathway outside,
where indeed Seaton stands.
That it is one of the most public walks
at The Friars, that Seaton might have,
nay, indeed has, come this way without
intention of any kind she does not allow
herself to believe.
"I told you," she says, vehemently, "it
is to spy upon my every action he is
here! Oh, fool that I was, to dream of
being free for even these -few days!"
She has come a step or two forward; a
scarlet tide of indignant humiliation has
dyed her cheeks. She still points toward
Seaton with one trembling hand, while
he, advancing slowly,' looks with some
anxiety from her to Griselda, who is sore
ly troubled, as if to demand an explana
tion. "I think you must be mistaken, dar
ling," she says, nervously, laying her
hand upon her sister's arm. "I feel sure
Seaton would not. undertake the part you
have assigned him. Seaton, speak to her;
tell her it is impossible that you should
do this thing."
"What thing? Of what does she ac
cuse aie?" his brow growing dark.
"She Imagines or, of coarse. It Is all
s mistake but she has somehow got it
into her head that you are here to to
watch her."
"Is that how it strikes you?" says he,
slowly; a sudden, short, miserable laugh
breaks from him. "So that Is how you
look at it? Great heaTen, to think hour
I have loved you such as you so poor
a thing! It shames me now to think of
it!" He draws his breath sharply,
though she writhes. "No, you shall hear
me! I have heard much from you, first
and last this shall be the last, I swear!
Hereeven now, in this moment when I
find you so altogether contemptible a
creature, it is my misery to know that I
still love you! Day after day you have
heaped insults upon me. Your every look
has been an affront. I. have said too
much," he continues, wearily; but with
a little eloquent gesture she renders him
silent.
"Oh, not too much, but perhaps
enough" she smiles again, that cruel
smile that hurts him like the sharpest
stab "surely it would be hard to expect
you to find another insult to-day. To
morrow, perhaps. And now let me say
one little word. Have I. no cause to
doubt you?"
"None, none!" declares he, vehemently.
She throws out her hands with a lit
tle expressive movement. "I leave that
to your own conscience, to yonr own
sense of right and wrong, she says,
shrugging her shroulders, finely. "But
once for all," raising her voice and
throwing up her head, "I warn you.
Rather than marry you," making a slight
gesture of horror, "I would accept the
first man that asked me"
A faint rustle among the bushes out
side, a footstep and Lord Shelton steps
into- view.
"I hold you to your word," cries he,
gayly; he steps lightly within the flower-
crowned archway, and looks straight at
Vera. He is smiling, but underneath the
smile lies a longing to be taken seriously,
"You give me a chance," he says; "I
here, before witnesses, declare myself a
suitor for your hand" his expression is
still wavering betwixt mirth and gravity,
and he holds out to her both his hands.
"You are not, however, the first to ask
her," says Dysart, in a voice vibrating
with many and deep emotions. His brow
is black, and anger fights for mastery
with despair in his dark eye.
Vera, pale as death, but with a little
indignant frown, steps between the two
men.
"What does it all mean?" she asks,
contemptuously; "would you make a tra
gedy out of a farce? If so, at least be
good enough to assign me no part in it."
! She sweeps both men out of her path
by a slight imperious gesture, and pass
ing them, walks swiftly away in the di
rection of the house.
(To be continued.)
THE FILIPINO SCHOOLBOY.
He Learns Very Little About the
United States.
It has been frequently remarked, that
the Filipinos could have no conception
of the extent and resources of the Uni
ted Statea or they never would have
been deceived into the hallucination
that they could successfully combat us.
In going through their school here I
found a little manuscript volume in
which, in less than a hundred manu
script pages, was comprised all of syn
tax and geography that was taught the
children here. And it must be remem
bered that Malolos, before the Insur
rection, was an Important city in this
part of the world, and one where the
children would be expected to receive
the average education. Turning to one
of the pages in this book that I picked
up, I found the United States of Amer
ica discoursed upon, Immediately after
Nigricla, and just before Mexico. Here
is the entire lot of information given
as to the United States, in the form of
questions and answers:
"Where is this country (the United
States) situated? In North America.
"What are its boundaries? To" the
north, British America; to the east, the
Atlantic ocean and the Bahama chan
nel; to the south, the Strait of Florida
and the Gulf of Mexico, and to the
west, Mexico and the Grande (Pacific)
ocean.
'What Is the form of government?
It is a federal republic. '
"Of what is this republic composed?
Of forty different States.
"What are its rivers and mountains?
The most notable rivers are the Mis
isipl (literal spelling), the Niagara, the
Jkfissori (again the literal spelling), the
Colorado and the St Lawrence, and the
principal mountains are the Cumber
land and Rockies.
"What Is the capital? Washington,
but the most important city is New
York.
"Protestantism prevails, but there
are Catholic archbishops."
And this is the sum total of what
the average Filipino boy has been
taught about our rather considerable
and somewhat prosperous country.
Manila Letter in Leslie's Weekly.
Milk and Eggs a Bad Diet.
"People over 30 would do' well to
give up milk and eggs In any form as
a diet," said a well-known physician.
"These are the structure-forming food
of animals which mature In a short
time, and when taken in quantities by
human beings whose structures have
already formed they tend only to the
hardening and aging of the tissues. I
have seen people who were beginning
to find stair climbing difficult, and who
were losing their elasticity, much bene
fited by eliminating these articles from
their diet. That there has been a great
increase in the duration of life below
the age of 30 statistics prove, but be
yond that period there has been no im
provement. In my opinion, the person
over 30 would have as good a chance to
preserve life as the child just begin
ning its struggle with existence If he
would only suit his diet to his years."
A Harem Car.
Central Asian railroad managers try
to meet the desires of their public. A
harem car with latticed windows has
been constructed for the Emir of
Bokhara.
The population of the world increases
10 per cent every ten years.
TOUN
Folks
A Quill Pop Ran.
"There is one thing that I used to take
great delight in," said a certain jolly old
grandfather, "that f have never seen in
the hands of any child of the present
generation, that is, the quill popgun.
"The gun barrel of; this popgun was
made from a section of goose quill
which we used to cut as long as we
could, and yet have it of pcetty nearly
uniform diameter from end to end.
Then you whittled out a piece of wood,
hard wood preferred, a plunger to go In
to this quill leaving on one end of this
plunger a chunk of wood from which
you whittled it, to serve as a handle
and to make a shoulder so that the
plunger would go into the quill only
just so far. The plunger you made long
enough to go almost through the quill,
but not quite, and it was whittled down
small enough to go into the quill freely,
but still not so small that it would wob
ble around in it The quill and the
plunger constituted the gun; the am
munition was potato, v
"Yon took a potato and cut off a slice
across it and then, by pressing the
larger end of the quill down through
that slice you cut out of It a little cylin
drical wad of potato, which, as you
GTJN AND AMMUNITION.
pressed the quill down, was, of course,
pressed up into that end of the quill.
Then, with the plunger, you pressed
that potato wad along through the quill
from that end to the other, which might
be described as the muzzle of the gun.
Then you pushed the bigger or butt end
of the quill down through the slice of
potato again, the quill, of course, cut
ting out as It was pressed down through
the potato, another wad of it as at first.
So now there was a potato wad in each
end of the quill; the gun was loaded.
Now to fire It
"To do this you simply put the end
of the plunger against the wad in the
butt end of the quill and pressed It for
ward in the quill toward the other. As
you press It forward you compress the
air ahead of it between It and the wad
In the other or muzzle end, more and
more, until finally the air pressure be
hind the muzzle-wad becomes so great
that the wad Is forced out of the
quill, flying with a loud pop.
"As I said, I used to take the greatest
delight in quill popguns, aud I fired
away more potatoes! My mother used
to say that she believed I used up more
potatoes that way than we cooked.
"In my youth these quill popguns
were common; but now they seem to
have disappeared. ,My children, any
how, have never had one. They have
come in, at one time and another with
many an old forgotten game or toy that
has brought back my own childhood
vividly, but they seem, somehow, to
have missed altogether the old quill
popgun."
Bennie's Ten Faults.
Ten faults altogether had Bennie Byne;
He learned to keep his nails clean, then
there were nine!
Nine faults what a sad tale to relate!
He learned to keep things in their place,
then there were eight.
Eight faultsfor so many could one be
forgiven?
Bennie learned to keep his word, then
there were seven.
Seven faults think of it; what an awful
fix!
He learned to smile instead of frown,
.then there were six.
Six faults had Bennie now, sure as I'm
alive,
Till he never more got cross, then 'there
were five!
Five faults fortunate Bennie had no
more!
He learned not to equivocate, then there
were four.
Four faults from them all we hoped
he d soon be free!
He learned to be prompt at his meals,
then there were three.
Three faults I'd get rid of them,
wouldnt you?
Bennie learned to 'speak politely, then
there were two.
Two faults just enough to spoil his play
mates fan!
Bennie ceased to tease his friends, then
there was one.
One fault selfishness, no; now he shares
each toy
Did you ever in your life know such a
perfect boy?
Sabbath School Visitor.
Trip Around the World.
A new game for boys and girls, and a
very good one for those interested In
geography and the curious customs of
the various nations Is "A Trip Around
the World." Upon each of a number of
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cards Is written the name of some coun
try which a traveler would cross on a
trip around the world. The cards are
then shuffled, and from the pack each
person draws one, or two If only a few
persons ace playing, In order that all
the cards may be drawn!
The leader in the game now an
nounces from what point the traveler In
his long trip will start The one hold
ing the card bearing the name of that
country then must tell some interesting
story about that country or Its people.
While relating his tale he must speak
as if he were the traveler who had
made the journey and this was one of
the experiences he had met with. When
he has finished his story the one whose
card bears the name of the next coun
try passed through by the traveler be
gins his narrative. Thus one after an
other each of the persons is given an
opportunity to try bis skill In story
telling. The game can be made very interest
ing, especially if some humorous inci
dents are related. Thus, the traveler
may have taken the course of the Phil
ippines, and it is the duty of the leader
to tell what course was taken. While
at those islands he may have taken a
ride upon the water buffalo, which be
came frightened, as these animals often
do, and have thrown its rider into a
stream where it made its escape.
Or the traveler may have passed
through Egypt and there met with
some funny experiences riding upon
camels. The curious customs and modes
of dress afford very good topics. It Is
a good plan to distribute the cards
at the' time the invitations are made to
the evening's entertainment for then
each one may have some time to look
up some Information upon his topic.
Do the Arms Help the Legs?
Does swinging the arms help in walk
ing or running, or is it a habit inherited
from our ancient ancestors who sup
posedly went on all-fours?
In reply to this question, which has
lately come up, It is urged that the
movements of the legs tend to give the
trunk a rocking rotary motion on a ver
tical axis, and that the arms, each
swinging in a unison with the leg on
the opposite side, give a contrary mo
tion and so balance the body. People
in crawling also move the limbs as do
four-legged animals. So arm swinging
may be both a trace of the quadruped
and an aid in traveling.
Bessie's Xmpresalon.
Little 5-year-old Bessie had just paid
her father a visit at his office and was
much interested in the working of a
typewriter. Upon her return home she
exclaimed: "Oh, mamma, I saw papa's
dressmaker write a letter -on her sewing
machine!"
Willing to Take Chances.
Mamma Now, Harry, you must not
eat any more plum pudding. It will
make you ilL
Harry Oh .don't let that worry you,
mamma. It won't hurt you and I'm
willing to take chances.
Origin of Hail and Snow.
"I know what makes the bail and
snow," said 4-year-old Agnes.
"What, darling?" asked her mother.
"The angels up in heaven sweeping
off the sidewalks," was the reply.
The Object System.
Aunt Mary Does your teacher em
ploy the object system in teaching?
Little Nellie I think so. She's al
ways objecting to something or other.
VALUE OF THE FARM LANDS.
How and Why They Increase and Will
Continue to Advance.
There are increasing evidences that
real estate investments in the country
are of increasing value. There are rea
sons for this that will continue and
grow more potent with time. It has
dawned upon the intelligence of the
American people that the abundance
of our surplus lands is rapidly dwin
dling. The ability of Uncle Sam to
give every man a farm is terminated,
and the time is not far distant when he
will have none beyond the holdings re
quired for his own use.
Another fact affecting values in this
line is that population is rapidly gain
ing upon food production. This is true
in the United States, and to a large ex
tent that farming becomes more profit
able and the land on which to conduct
it more valuable.
When machinery was introduced In
the "boundless" West the immediate
result was to depreciate farms in the
East and to drive young men from the
country to the city. There was a con
gestion of labor In these centers, and
much of the trouble it has encountered
is the result of this cause. But the
West has filled up.
Skill and ingenuity have done about
all possible in the output of agricultural
machinery. This again puts the East
on a basis of profitable production. Its
farms are advancing in value, and
many of those that were abandoned
during the Western boom are being re
claimed. The most depressing demand
for help is now in the country, and a
vast amount went to waste during the
last season because the labor required
in harvesting was not to be bad. Now
there Is a tide setting in toward the
country.
The income of the farmer Is practi
cally assured and the demands upon his
products are bound to increase With
each year. The means of communica
tion are greatly improved, new and
paying crops, such as beet sugar and
northern tobacco, are being raised; the
farmer is now in touch with the world,
and the outlook for him was never
brighter. Detroit Free Press.
Spain's Paper Currency.
The paper currency of Spain now
stands at 43 per cent loss on the gold
standard.
If women looked like the pictures in
fashion magazines every man would
take to the woods.
Gate that Cannot Sag.
A subscriber sends to the Tribune
farmer a description of a gate which
, he constructed several years ago on a
; farm where he then lived. Its great
merit is that it never sags. For gate
posts he used 8x8 timber, set fully
twelve feet apart With the idea of
letting a load of hay through, the cap
piece ought to be fully twelve feet
above the ground, and may be advan
tageously cut out by 6x8 stuff. The
posts should be set in stone or cement,
so as to be proof against the action of
the frost A sill or threshold Is also
provided. This should measure 6x8 or
8x8, and consist of oak or chestnut The
beter the timber for the rest of this
frame the longer it will last
The full length upright of each gate
OATS CANNOT SAO.
Is made from 4x4 hardwood scantling.
The upper ends are rounded, and insert
ed in holes bored In the lower side of
(but not entirely through) the cap piece.
The pins of the lower ends should be of
metal. Pieces of sawmill plate, in which
holes have been punched, should be
fastened to the sill for these pins to
play In. Thus the pins will be kept
from wearing the wood. A similar plate
should be placed where the gates meet
to accommodate the vertical bolt on one
of them. The other gate should have a
latch.
The slats and braces may be made
from stuff 114 Inches thick and four
Inches wide. They are attached to each
other and to the uprights with, bolts.
The short braces are on the opposite
side of the slats from the long ones, so
that the same bolt may go through both
where they overlap. When finished, the
frame and gates should be well painted.
It will be seen that these gates can
be used singly or together, and that
they swing In either direction. It Is al
ways a convenience to have a gate
swing away from you, no matter from
which side you approach.
How to fir a Grain Bag;.
Not all farmers know how to tie a
grain bag when filled so that the cord
will not slip. The cord used should be
strong, and for the ordinary bag about
eighteen inches long. It should, then be
doubled and both ends passed through
the loop, as shown In the cut after
slipping the doubled cord around the
bag. Pull the cord closely around the
neck of the bag and draw the ends in
opposite directions, then tie in a firm
bowknot
A Good Location Necessary.
The first thing required in starting in
the poultry business is a location. This
ought to be near a good market but
cannot always be that Is, without pay
ing too high for it All extra expense
should be curtailed in this business,
as the Income comes in small amounts.
After a location Is settled upon a free
range Is a necessity. That gives the
needed exercise, and prevents an accu
mulation of lice. The next thing is
an adaptability to the business. If one
cannot be content with small earnings,
and cannot save them as they come in,
be should not undertake the business.
The poultry should be breeds that lay
In winter, when eggs are high, If one
breeds fowls for the eggs. This branch
of the business I like best I prefer it
to raising poultry for the meat though
the latter may be more profitable in
some localities. Mrs. I W. Osborne,
In Poultry Farmer.
Curing; Cheeae.
Curing la one of the Important proc
esses or cnees manufacture. The
cheeses should be placed in a room
which can be kept at a uniform tem
perature fo 66 to 70 degrees. They
should be turned at least once a day
and thoroughly rubbed with the hand.
Some advise removing the cloth as soon
as the cheeses are put on the shelves,
while others suggest leaving It on until
ready for shipment While new It Is a
good practice to turn the cheeses twice
a day.
Treatment of Stagger.
Staggers is a species of brain fever,
and there' Is no known cure for it If
the brain Is badly affected, the animal
Mil die, but hi mild cases the horse
will recover If properly cared for. If
moldy corn is being fed, stop its use,
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then put the horse in a large box stall,
with plenty of bedding and feed main
ly bran mashes. Be careful in han
dling horses with staggers, for they are
often in a fierce frenzy and likely to
do one injury. Iodide of potash is
sometimes used with good effect, dis
solving one dram in water and given
daily for three days.
Seeding; with Clover.
When clover Is sown early in the
spring on the crop of wheat or other
winter grain it' may cost nothing but
the price of the seed, which is not
much, whether teb or fifteen pounds is
used to the acre, and the labor of sow
ing. Yet we would prefer to Increase
its cost by going over the wheat with
a light or smoothing harrow before
sowing the clover seed. This will bene
fit wheat or rye if done at the right
time, when the ground Is not wet
enough to cause the harrow to sink too
deep and uproot the plants. This
makes a good seed bed for the clover,
and In a day or two after the first rain
the little plants will be sending their
roots down into the soil. Yet they
will not make growth enough to Injure
the grain before it ripens, and when
that Is taken off the clover will be bet
ter looking and more valuable than
the weeds that would be likely to take
possession if the clover was not there.
It will grow then through the fall and
into winter, and in the spring it may
be plowed under to enrich the soil, or
if the catch is a good one. aud it makes
a good crop, it may be cut twice for
hay and then add more fertility to the
soil If plowed under in the fall or next
spring than if the first growth was
plowed under. Clover likes a mineral
fertilizer, even if it is as cheap a one
as sulphate of lime or land plaster, and
also likes the phosphates and potash,
but many supply these sufficiently In
the fertilizer used for the grain crop.
American Cultivator.
For Puae Cistern Water.
Mr. J. F. Grimes writes the Iowa
Homestead: "I notice some inquiry in
your columns about cisterns, and J
thought I would like to give a descrip
tion of mine for the benefit of youi
readers who may wish to build one.Ths
cistern Itself Is constructed very much .
the same as all cisterns except that out .
side of the bottom is depressed and
made so it is easily cleaned out with a
flat-bottom shovel. For an outlet I put
in four-inch glazed tiles cemented at the
joints, letting them extend to the lowest
A GOOD CISTERN.
part of the bottom of the cistern, tht
first one resting on two bricks, and
when there is any overflow it will carry
out with It any sediment that should
happen to be in the cistern. Wire
strainers and a settling basin will keep
out a great deal of the sediment That
the clearest water may be always1
pumped out of the cistern, I tied a Jul
to the end of a piece of rubber hose, the
jug being corked tight answers as a
float and keeps the end of the hose al
ways under water Just a little way."
Winter Orchard Work.
In nearly all fruit sections hundreds
of trees are destroyed each year by
borers, and while the work of destroy
ing them can best be. done in the fall,
it will pay to use all diligence during
the winter to trap those that were
missed in the fall hunt. Take a pall
of soft tar, a scraper an old caseknlfe,
fairly sharp, will answer and a few;
wires of different lengths and sizes.
Get down to the surface of the ground
and examine the trunk of the tree,
carefully scraping away loose bark and
prodding suspicious spots with the
wire. If holes are found, run the wire
in as far as possible, then swab the
place with the tar. In going-over the
orchard in this manner one will often
find ravages of field vermin, especially
among the young trees, and when such
is the case the tree can be protected
and saved. One of the most, success
ful fruit growers in the country con
siders It necessary that his men make
weekly trips through the orchards to
ascertain, as he puts it, "if the trees
need anything."
Pig Pen Pointers.
Many times pigs die from overfeeding
the sow the first week after farrowing.
Start business with a good boar.
Good blood is requisite, and so is good
care.
Sometimes when two sows farrow at
the same time, one with a large litter
and the other with a small one, the
pigs can be devided equally between
the mothers, though this should not be
attempted after the pigs are three days
old.
The first thing in profitable pig rais
ing Is to grow the frame, then put flesh
on it. You. cannot successfully do both
at the same time.
Pure bred swine are all right but
don't treat them as you would scrub
stock. High bred animals are very
susceptible to surroundings and care.
The farmer who is not willing to
give time and attention to valuable
stock would better stick to the scrubs.
But any animal requires rational treat
ment for profitable results.
A writer has well said that it is sim
ply impossible to put feed enough into
a pig In cold weather to make b!m
comfortable without keeping him In a
warm pen with plenty of bedding.
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