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COEVAULIS, BENTOK COUNTY", OREGON, TUESDAY, JTJIiY 22, 1902.
VOIi. III. NO. 13.
AN OLD SAW.
A fear little maid came skipping out
In the glad new day, with a merry shout;
With dancing feet and flying hair.
She sang with joy in the morning air.
Don't sing before breakfast; youH cry
before night
What a croak to darken the child's de
light!
And the stupid old nurse, again and
again,
Sepeated the ancient, dull refrain.
Hie child passed, trying to understand.
But her eyes saw the great world rain
bow-spanned;
Her light little feet hardly touched the
earth,
And her soul brimmed over with innocent
mirth.
"Never mind; don't listen, O sweet little
maid!
Make sure of your morning song," I said;
"And if pain must meet you, why, all the
more
Be glad of the rapture that came before.
01l tonn ntifl mnfrwsr nlantv tiT10t17rl?
P forms may be bitter and paths be rough,
But our tears should fall like the dear
Karth's showers.
That help to ripen the fruits and flowers.
"So gladden the day with your blissful
song;
Sing on while you may, dear, sweet and
strong!
Make sure of your moments of pure de
light.
No matter what trials may come before
night."
Celia Thaxter, in The Standard.
HARRIET'S HUCKLEBERRIES.
ATTIE, you fly around like a bit
scandal in a country village,
r'hat ails you this morning?'
cried Polly Fanning, as her elder sis
ter banged the tins about the buttery
With an apparently unnecessary clatter.
Harriet poked her head around the
door. Her thin cheeks were flushed with
excitement and exertion, and her
thoughtful brown eyes were unnatural
ly large and bright.
"I'm looking for pails," she replied.
"We used to have a lot of them."
"Palls!" echoed Polly, in amazement.
"What do you want with pails? The
big eight-quart is up in the garret. I
filled It with water and put it there for
a fire extinguisher. The six-quart Is
down In the cellar, full of tomatoes,"
A few moments later a loud swash of
water from the attic was followed by
a howl of Indignation -underneath the
. parlor window, and a small' boy, wrath
ful and dripping, tore into the kitchen.
"Who done It?" he yelled, jumping up
and down before his astonished aunt
"Who done It, I say?"
"I didn't, Bills; It must have been
your Aunt Hattie she poured my pail
of water on you by mistake, I guess,
It's too bad. Come, I'll help you change
your things. Why, you are not very
Wet after all. It sort of spattered you."
"I'm soaked through and through.
protested the boy, bitterly. "I'm 'most
drownded. Oh, ain't she mean, though!"
"She-didu't iuteud to, Ellis. Don't be
gin to cry now. Get a doughnut and
run out In the suu you'll dry off in a
few minutes."
"It'll take two doughnuts to dry me
off," said the eight-year-old, looking
more cheerful; "three, maybe," he add
ed, rather doubtfully.
"Well, you may have two small ones.
Remember, I'll trust you to pick them
out, Ellis."
The abused one presently sneaked out
of the woodshed, tightly clutching the
two largest cakes the pan had con
tained. "I wasn't goin to pick 'em over
to find the little ones," he remarked to
.is easily soothed conscience.
"What Is the matter with that boy?"
Bked Harriet, desceudiug. "I certain-
ueard him scream."
"You doused him, that's all. He is
ill right now. Do sit down and tell me
what is going on a picnic?"
"Picnic! No! Business! Huckleber
ries!" ejaculated the other, sitting on
the dresser and breathing fast "There's
no time to lose, either! The pasture lot
Is full of them just right to pick, and
nobody knows it I found It out this
morning coming back from Savage's.
I want you aud Ellis and 'Gal' right
away. We can get oceans of them by
night"
Polly's mild blue eyes, so like her
mother's, opened wide as she looked
earchlngly at her sister.
"You crazy thing!" she said. "Go up
yourself, and get two or three quarts
that's all we can eat"
"Eat!" burst out Harriet "I'm not
going to eat them. I'm going to sell
them, roily."
"Sell them!" gasped her companion. In
consternation. "Oh, Hattie, you can't
peddle berries."
Harriet hopped off the dresser. "I
can!" she said, decidedly. "And what's
more, I'm going to! You are going with
me. too. We need every cent we can
pick up you know that Polly Fanning.
Think of mother, and what she needs.
Think of aH we can get for a few dol
lars. Put your pride in your pocket
the same as I have, and start right in.
If I am willing to do it you should be.
Qoodneas knows" she stopped and
.wallowed, with tears lu her eyes.
-"I'll go," said her sister, quickly .
Wou are a better woman than I am.
Tanriet" She stepped over and kissed
the now streaming cheeks. "I'll get
Mrs. Dabney to stay with mother, and
bunt up 'GaL He Is over in the mead
ow haying, but he can leave It We can
be ready In half an hour.
Harriet tossed her head and felt for
her handkerchief. "I'm a fool to cry
but I bate it just as much as you da
Mother needn't know. She would be so
upset Let's bang right along and not
pilnd. We can pretend it's fan. It will
She held her Bister close for
"Come," she said; "let's get
"Berryin', hey?" queried old Gamaliel
Hooker. "Goin ter sell 'em, hey?
Course IH go. I -use ter be the best
picker ever was. Goia' ter hitch up
airly and drive ter town with 'em, yer
say?"
He eyed Polly narrowly with a queer
look blended with curiosity and affec
tion. "Ye're two good gals," he said,
with a sort of cluck, "an' I'm proud on
ye. Does Mis Fannin' know what ye're
up ter?"
"No; we thought we wouldn't tell her,
Gal."
I wouldn't said the old mac
"might upsot her, bein' so weakly an'
an' notional. Bun along, now. I'll be
right up to the house."
"He understands," thought the girL
as she went back. "Bless his heart
He may be only our hired man, but he
is a gentleman, all the same. I hon
estly think he really loves us. Why,
don't believe anything wouloV induqe
him to leave. I don't see how he does
so much."
Never were huckleberries so fit for
picking as those fat black, shining f el
lows loading the low bushes in the
mountain pasture that pleasant after
noon In the early days of August Never
did nimble fingers work more industri
ously to fill the big tin pails with the
wholesome spoil. To be sure, the col
lection of Ellis Wells had to be kept
apart, being motley and full of sticks,
The lips of the youthful Ellis were bad
ly stained and his round countenance
somewhat streaked with purple long
before the sun sinking in the west
warned his absorbed elders that their
work must cease.
The ttongue of Gamaliel Hooker had
wagged cheerfully and with hearty en
couragement, keeping the two women
in a state of constant merriment as his
drollery and tales of the berry-pickin's"
of his long ago lightened their hearts
and labors,
The light drifting clouds had given
them comfortable alternations of sun
and shade, and the dreaded afternoon
in the heat had passed as a grateful re
lief from the humdrum household du
ties of the day.
It's lucky we brought a big lunch,'
remarked Polly, as they prepared to
start homeward. "1 think Ellis has re
freshed himself very regularly every
hour on what was left over. Every
scrap is gone. Well, he has ben con
tented, and had a good time. I'll be
sorry when Frances sends for him next
month."
"He's a good young 'tin," observed
Gal. "His appetite's mighty, but thet's
the way with boys. He must hev picked
two quarts an' e't about three. Goin'
ter take him along to-morrer?"
"No, sir!" cried Harriet "He stays
with his grandmother and you."
i n jook arter mm," said the man.
"Yer ma'U feed him everything in the
house ef she's let to. Now I'll pick over
yer berries an' fix 'em fer yer. Ye've
got supper ter git, an' then go ter bed
airly. I'll see ter it ye're started right
in the mornin'."
Polly patted him on the arm. "You
are a comfort in life, Gal, ' she said.
"I don't know what we should do with
out you."
"Sho!" said the old fellow, embar
rassed. "I don t do nothin'! Here we
are hum ag'in, an' we had gre't "pickin
an' a good time. Supper"ll be ready In
about half an hour, I s'pose."
He carried In the berries, then walk
ed out to the barn. "Two likely gals,
an' purty," he ruminated, "an' good.
How they hev growed up. Why, why!
Hattie's 'most twenty-seven years old,
an' little Polly's two years younger
Don't seem's ef It could be. An' I toted
em round when they wa'n't knee-high.
Their father " He picked up a hay
fork, and thrust It savagely Into the
mow. "Dum it!" he muttered, "it
don't seem right! Peddlin berries
dum! An' three years ago we was all
comfortable off. Then Sam had ter die.
Last words he says ter me was, 'Gal,
do what ye kin fer 'enu I hain't left
much but the farm an 'a good name.'
An 'little by little we've run down ter
peddlin' berries. I didn't reely sense It
afore. An' the old lady's never been
the same, an now she's roomatic.
Where's young Cutter, I wanter
know," his thoughts wandered on. "I
thought sure he an' Hattie would make
a match, out tney reu out somehow.
Now ef they hadn't it would hev all
come out nice an' easy. His old man's
died an' left him well fixed big farm,
an money, too. Wonder what 'twas
they fit about? None of my business,
but I'd like ter know."
Gamaliel jamemd a forkful of hay
into the horse's manger. "Eat yer old
sinner," he observed; "ye're goin' ter
town to-morrow a-peddlin'. Ef ye
knowed it ye'd run away, I bet Old
Dr. Belton gin ye to Mis' Fannin' ten
year ago come Thanksgiving. I kin see
him Jest the way he done it 'Here,
darter,' says he, 'this colt is yer own.
He comes of as good a fam'Iy in his
line as we do in our'n. Remember thet
Maria,' says he, 'an' treat him accord-
In'.'
'Lord! but them Beltons was hlgh-
notioned. It took the Doctor three
year to forgive Sam fer bein' a farmer.
Twa'n't his fault that Miss Fannin' up
an said sue d marry mm or nobody.
Whoa! Back up a little, Jason T
The patient blue-eyed, crippled moth
er was delighted that her girls had 30
enjoyed their little picnic. They must
go often. So they were to drive to town
the next day to do some errands. Per
haps they would meet some of her old
friends. The girls winced. If they had
time they might call on Mrs. Dennard.
She was still living in the old home
stead. The girls shuddered. They
watched the fine-cut face in the dim
glow 0 the shaded lamp as she ram
bled on about her girlhood, then
stroked the soft, silvering hair, kissed
be easier."
a moment
started."
the faded cheeks, and bade her good
night -
"She doesn't realize if said Harriet
solemnly. "She lives so much in the
past now that her present existence la
like a dream. How will it end, Polly?"
Her sister shook her head. "We can
only wait" she replied.
The morning dawned bright and cool.
and the start was made long before
their prospective customers thought of
leaving their beds.
Gal had carefully covered the pails
from view, and there was nothing to
indicate the object of their expedition.
"I slipped In a couple of broilers,"
whispered the old man, Just as Harriet
took up the reins. "Ye kin git fifty
cents apiece fer 'em."
The two drove away with forced
smiles and mirthless farewells, and
traversed a mile before either spoke.
"Berries V observed the elder sister
at last with a hard little ring In her
voice. ,
"Broilers!" replied Polly, mournfully.
Then they both laughed. It was not a
Joyful sound, though, but the sort of
laugh one gives when a joke is not mv
derstood, and appreciation is expected.
As they turned a bend in the road, a
man driving a spirited horse approach
ed them.
"Mercy!" cried Polly; "it's Andrew
Cutter!" She glanced anxiously at her
sister. Harriet's face was set as if
carved in stone, her eyes staring
straight at her horse's ears. Then the
seldom-used whip fell sharply on Ja
son's flanks.
"Don't notice him, Polly," whispered
the elder girl.
It was always a mistake to let the
lash fail upon Jason. His proud spirit
and ancient legs alike rebelled. Giving
a snort of wrath, he jumped, reared up,
and his driver, pulling hard in her ex
citement lost her balance and fell In
glorlously In the dust. There was a
shock, a clatter, an exclamation of hor
ror, and from the wagon-box a stream -
of huckleberries rolled Into the road.
Polly never knew Just how It happen
ed, but a minute afterward she was
holding Andrew Cutter's horse, while
that gentleman and Harriet assisted
the entangled Jason to his feet
Somehow they were a long time ad
justing the harness on the off side.
Polly peered around at them, then
looked away quickly, and drove a little
distance down the road.
'He certainly kissed her, and she let
him," she thought excitedly. "They
have made up at last I Oh, isn't It splen
did."
Ten minutes later the Fanning sis
ters went on their way to Prattvllle,
and a tall man, with three - pails of
huckleberries and a pair of broilers in
the back of his buggy, drove slowly to
his home With a happy face.
Polly held something in her hand-
something that crisped and crackled as
she squeezed it "He said it was to get
things for mother, Hattie," she whis
pered, apologeticaly. "Was It all right
to take It?" -
"I I guess so," replied Harriet, In a
far-away voice. "I guess everything's
all right"
'Them gals went an' sold palls an'
all," wondered Gamaliel Hooker, as he
rubbed Jason down late that afternoon.
They must hev done well, though,
from the stuff they fetched back.
Didnt't ferglt the old man, neither," he
added, taking a new pipe from his
pocket and gazing at it rapturously.
Hello! If there aint' Andrew Cutter
drlvin' inter the yard. What's he com
ln' fer, I wanter know." Farm and
Fireside.
ENGLAND'S QUEEN.
Alexandra la Nearly 61 Tears Old but
Appears loung.
Queen Alexandra Is 60 years old, and
nearly 61, yet she does not look a day
over 45, and in certain lights and in cer
tain shades she would pass for 33.
There are very few women who can
cheat Father Time out of his due by as
much as five years, let alone twenty-
five. Her daughter Louise, who is un
der 40, looks older than she.; Her un
married daughter, Victoria, who is 34,
looks no younger. Her "baby," the
Princess Carl of Denmark, aged 32, is
about the same age in looks.
When Alexandra, the daughter of the
Sea King, as old King Christian is
called, was born, she came into the
world the first daughter of a family
that was destined to have many daugh
ters and sons. Christian, then an insig
nificant prince, reared a large family.
and his wife Louise looked after their
virtues and education. They grew up
beautiful, every one of them, from
Frederick, the Crown Prince, to the
three daughters and the younger sons, j
George and Waldemar.
And they were accomplished, won
derfully accomplished. Have you ever
known a Dane? If you have, you have
known one who could work and who j
was willing to do so; one who could
be Industrious, accomplished and pret
ty all at once. The three daughters of
the Sea King sewed and painted, sang
and worked in the garden. They lived
not so much a rural as a town life,
though they spent their spare time off
at a little Daish castle where the city
ways never crept Their mother taught
them all the pretty arts of the world.
and at 18 they were ready to make a
debut Into the courts of Europe.
The bride came to England thirty-
nine years ago, and England went wild
over her. She rode through London in
the royal carriage, and Englishmen j
wept at sight of her. So much loveli- I
ness brought to their shores! Alfred '
Tennyson, then poet laureate, wrote an
Ode to her, and she found herself wel
come in an English home. Baltimore
American.
Bit Birer.
When free from ice the Yukon River
is navigable for large steamers 1XS5
n'a
The Bass' Seven ge.
When I grow up," said Willie Bewise,
"I think that I shall be
A noted entomologist
Exalting my family."
So he commenced with implements.
including the pins and net; "
For never an entomologist
Had done without them yet
From early morning till late at night
He ran and crept and dug.
Returning at night' his knapsack filled
With every kind of bug.
Comprising the beetle, the lantern-fly.
Canthans, the flea.
The gooseberry worm, the bottle fly,
The soldier bug and boo.
He stuck them on the wall, he did,
With pins right through their backs;
Putting in cases the fragile winged,.
Others he placed in sacks.
Then, smiling, he viewed that bright ar
ray
Before to bed he went
Though nary a wink of sleep got he,
His mind so bug intent
He tried to doze, but vain attempt.
It wouldn't succeed at all,
For all at once the pins dropped out
And the bugs crawled down the wall.
Willie Bewise's poor eyes popped out '
His blood froze at the thought
Of the silent horde of punctured thing
Creeping -around his cot a -
Then lo, behold! as quick as a wink
They swarmed upon the bed.
While Willie Bewise had scarcely time
To hide his throbbing head.
They tackled him through the counter
pane,
They pinched him through Us gown;
Procuring a pin they spitted him,
Which firmly held him down.
The soldier bug then said to the bee
"I can't remember when
I've seen such a rara avis,
Or such fine spe-i-men." --
This set the other bugs wild with mirth.
They held their sides for joy.
THET SPITTED HIM.
As they wandered 'round and 'round the
bed
Viewing the struggling boy.
The squirming entomologist did
Nothing but plead and groan,
Vowing he'd leave all butterflies
And other poor bugs alone.
The lantern fly then said to the bee:
"All right we'll take his word,"
So loosing the pin they all crept down
So soft that none was heard.
The sun was up four hours or more.
When Willie woke up to find
A doctor standing by his bed
And mother just behind.
The doctor smiled and said, said he,
"He's overstrained, that's all,"
Then Willie Bewise was glad to find
' The bugs still on the wall.
Cincinnati Enquirer.
- The Kins: and the Peasant.
Here is a little story about the young
king of Italy which is being printed in
the Italian papers, and which is worth
reproducing. The king was staying
in the country at his place in Raccor
rlgL He Is little known to the people
there, for in his walks about the neigh
borhood he always strives to preserve
his incognito. Hence come some curi
ous adventures; One day, while out
tramping, he got very thirsty, and see
ing a woman milking a cow in a field
near by, be went np to her and asked
her for a glass of milk.
"I can't give yon any of this," said
the woman, "but if you'll mind the cow
111 go to the house and get yon some."
So the king minded the cow till the
woman returned with a glass of cool
milk. Then he asked her where all the
farm hands had gone. . -f ;
"Oh, they're always running away
1
HE BAN.
now to try to see the king," answered
the woman. ,
; "And why do you not go? Don't yon
want to see the klng'?"
"Some one must stay and look after
things."
"Well, little mother." smiled the
guest "you see the king without run
ning away from your work."
"You're joking!" exclaimed the wom
an, who could not believe that a mon
arch could be so quietly dressed. But
when the king put a gold coin into her
hand she fell on her knees, while he
continued to walk, laughing over the
incident Woman's Home Companion.
Trick of Mesmerized Hat.
Provide yourself with an old hat and
an ordinary black pin bent in the shape
of the letter C Put the hat on a table,
crown upward, and secrete the pin in
your right hand. You will borrow the
hat from somebody in the audience.
On receiving it take it in your left
hand, and while walking to the table
place the right hand inside and quickly
push the point of the pin up through
the crown and stand the hat on the
table. You make a few passes over
the hat as If you were mesmerizing It
T , 1 ,T U 1. 4- ' Dlln
j-rajr juli ien uauu vu Lilts unu ouy ;
your second finger in the hook and
slowly lift the hat from the table. Af
ter this bring the hat to the table, re
move the hand and Jn returning the
hat you can easily withdraw the pin.
Fmltpf One Coffee Plant.
It Is said that the first coffee plant
In British Central 'Africa was taken
there from Kew by missionaries, and
that though others have been intro
duced, the bulk of the coffee produced
has sprung from that one plant Blan
tyre coffee is the finest in the world,
and commands the highest price. The
export Is gradually increasing, last sea
son's output having been about, 100
tons. - It is expected to be 10 to 12 per
cent greater this year.
Toons Hoy Traveler.
A New York paper tells of a boy 11
years of age who .has traveled 63,000
miles. The boy was born in Shanghai,
and has crossed the Pacific Ocean and
the American continent seven times.
He spent last summer with his uncle in
Syracuse, and entered a school at Ar
den City, L. I., in the fall. He speaks
and writes Chinese, French and En
glish, and his knowledge of geography
and history is remarkable.
WOMEN FEAR TO TREAD.
Two Places In the United States that
Are Kveless Kdens.
London Tit-Bits accuses the United
States' of a lack of gallantry. In the
last number the following appears:
"Our American cousins "claim to be
particularly indulgent to their women
folk, but there Is more than one place
in the United States" where the pres
ence of the fair sex is not only unwel
come, but absolutely forbidden. Per
haps the most remarkable instance of
this rigorous boycotting of the daugh
ters of Eve Is that related of Cramp's
great industrial concern.
"It appears that the firm find it nec
essary to exclude women altogether
from their shipyard, because their pres
ence would distract the attention of
the men from their work. Some time
ago a friend of one of the officials of
the concern pleaded for the admission
of a gentleman of his acquaintance,
but all in vain.
" 'Your friend outside,' said the offl
ciaL 'is accompanied by two ladies. We
have 7,000 workmen in the yards, and
all of them are busy. If we permitted
the ladies inside the gates, every one
of the 7,000 workmen would lose a cou
ple of minutes In looking the party
over, and you can easily figure up
what such a loss of time would amount
to. I am sorry for the ladles, but the
rule cannot be broken. Every minute
lost by .the 7,000 workmen means the
loss of several days' time.'
"In Sunnyside, in the State of Utah,
the great American Republic boasts a
whole town which no woman Is al
lowed to enter. The Inhabitants com
prise some five or six hundred men,
who are all engaged In either coal or
iron mining pursuits. They all have to
do their own cooking, washing and oth
er household duties; and any married
man among them who desires to see
his wife and family has to take a day
off at his own expense to pay them a
visit
"The town, together with upward of
2,000 acres of land, is the property of
a mining company, whose title requires
a certain period of undisputed posses
sion to make It absolutely unassailable.
The workmen are prohibited from
bringing their wives on the property to
exclude the possibility of their acquir
ing - proprietary rights which might
have to be fought or bought out"
What Scott Did for Scotland.
"The people of Scotland," said John
O. Miller, of Edinburgh, "never cease
to bless the memory of Sir Walter
Scott To the 'Wizard of the North' is
due mainly the credit of spreading his
country's fame to all parts of the
world, and that Is the reason that with
each recurring summer vast numbers
of American tourists pour into our
country. The best part of their visita
tion, from a practical point of view, is
the good American dollars they dis
pense with no niggardly hand. If it
hadn't been for Sir Walter, they would
have probably never thought to come
our way, and that is why we revere his
name." Washington Post
The Latest.
'Is the manager up to date?"
"Sure. He's Just introduced a game
of ping-pong in the balcony scene in
'Romeo and Juliet' " Yonkers States
man.'
Young man, if you can't marry a girl
with dollars you are lucky to marry
ons with sense.
Value of Apple Pomace.
Apple pomace is usually held In light
esteem. Many think It not worth the
hauling. It is sometimes used as a fer
tilizer, occasionally as a feed for pigs
or cows, but It frequently goes to waste
behind the cider milL A minor experi
ment made In 1SS9 at the Vermont Ex
periment Station indicated that its
feeding value was about equal to that
of good silage. Inasmuch as the meth
ods of that test were open to criticism.
It seemed worth while to repeat the
trial upon a more extended scale. Ac
cordingly several tons of pomace were
obtained from a near-by cider mill and
ensiled for preservation. The results
secured were as follows: L From one
to three per cent less milk and butter
was made when the pomace was fed
than when corn silage was eaten. 2.
The cows gave somewhat better milk
on pomace than on silage. The dif
ference amounted to about 0.20 per
cent 3. From three to four per cent
more product was made on the unit of
dry matter of the pomace ration than
that of the silage ration. There seem
ed to be no ill effects arising from the
feeding of fifteen pounds or less dally,
It is but fair to say, however, that
the milk of these seven cows was
merged with that of the entire herd.
Had pomace been fed to the entire herd
In these quantities, it might have af
fected the quality of the milk or the
butter.' The present experiment does
not afford data upon this point It is
expected to make observations thereon
during the coming year. New England
Farmer.
Grindstone Water Drip.
A grindstone water drip is conven
ient at this season when the stone Is
so much in use. Place It under a shady
tree, mounted on a
substantial, dura
ble frame. Have
a box cover just
large enough to set
over the upper
half of the stone
when not in use.
A crank handle
may be on one &q
the axle; a foot
pedal on the oth
er. For a water
drip, place a box on one end, as shown
at b, and on It set a pail or keg, c.
In the lower part of keg, bore a hole
and Insert a goose quill. A drip may
be regulated by plugging the end of the
quill with a small pine stick, that is
made to slip easily in and out, as at a.
By drawing the stick out sufficiently
the drip of the water may be regulated
to suit while the grindstone is being
turned either by hand or foot The
quill should extend out so water will
drop on the center of the stone, low
down, near to the box. C. H. Potter
In Farm and Home.
Summer Soil Cultivation.
The rr -thod of summer soil cultiva
tion for conserving the moisture in the
Boil brings results that are profitable.
As a rule, such cultivation should be
of the surface soil only, rarely more
than two Inches deep; but it should be
remembered that this applies only to
soils that have been well worked and
plowed to a good depth before the seed
was sown. A shallow plowed soil, or a
field that Is inclined to bake after
heavy rains, needs more than the shal
low soil cultivation, at least for a num
ber of times after each rain. This plan
may destroy some of the roots of the
plants growing near the surface, but
this is better than to permit the soil
to remain hard for any considerable
depth. Whenever the soil has been
sufficiently loosened after it has become
hard, then the shallow cultivation
should be put In practice again. On
the other hand, as first stated, the
deeper cultivation should not be done
unless the condition of the soil requires
it
Wool-Tying Box.
Abner Roach of Wayne County, Ind.,
sends Iowa Homestead a sketch of a
wool-tying box and table he has been
using for a number of years. It is self
explanatory and any man who has
tied up fleeces will readily observe how
It is operated. The Illustration shows
A WOOL-TYING BOX.
one of the end pieces partly elevated
to show how It raises when the tying
la being performed. The whole table
can rest on a barrel or anything handy
for that purpose, and a tie stick is
shown resting on one corner of the ta
ble which holds the sides up while
tying is being done.
The Chinch Bar.
The Ohio Experiment Station reports
that the chinch bug is especially fond
of millet and similar . grasses, and
where wheat fields are infested, it will
be well to sow a narrow strip of millet
between them and other crops. A strip
of millet two or three yards wide may
be sown by the side of the corn field
next to Infested wheat or oats,' and
when the bugs have taken possession
of it the millet may be plowed under
with a jointer plow and the ground!
harrowed and rolled, thus burying the
bugs. Another method is to plow s
deep furrow across their tracks,' as
they travel from field to field; the bugs
in this furrow will have difficulty hv
getting out and may then be killed
by sprinkling them with kerosene emul
sion. This may also .be used where the
bugs have attacked the outer rows of
corn, using a spray pump and throwing
it with sufficient force to wash them
off the corn.
Varieties of Garden Plants.
In the year book for 1901, issued by
the Department of Agriculture, it is
stated that there were catalogued lo
1900 no less than CS5 nominal varieties
of cabbage, 530 of lettuce, 500 of bush
beans, 340 of sweet corn, 320 each ol
cucumbers and table beets, 255 of pola
beans and almost as many others of
other vegetables. Of course this In
cludes many varieties which differ from
others only by having the addition of a
grower's name or some designation in
tended to be descriptive, as "improv
ed," "early,"' "late." "large," or other
addition which is intended to show a
difference -from the others under the
old name. The department lately Is
sued as a bulletin 'A Ll'it of American
Peppers," which enumerates 124 varie
ties. Among so many how may one
learn to choose the best? Undoubted
ly many of them differ In name only,
and perhaps some growers use mora
care in selecting the seed stock or In
keeping varieties pure thaH do others,
and by the use of their name may de
sire to gain a reputation, but the above
list might well be divided by ten, and
still show all the different types, and
probably all really desirable varieties,
American Cultivator.
Corn and Sorghum Crops.
While various crops are grown as
catch crops in seasons when other food
crops are short it is generally consid
ered that corn or sorghum or both ara
the most satisfactory. Both the ordi
nary tfield corn and sweet corn are sura
crops, as a rule, for the seed may be
sown even as late as this date and fur
nish much good feed before frost even
in latitudes where It will not mature.
Farmers should especially look into tha
merits of sweet corn as a catch cropj
it develops more rapidly than field corn
and all stock are immensely fond of it
particularly if they have been used to
field corn. Sorghum may be sown at
this time and will be found generally
satisfactory as a catch crop both In
the matter- at growth and In the result
ing crop. Of course If one is more fa
miliar with the growing of rye, millet
or other grains as catch crops these will
answer very well, but, under ordinary
conditions, the chief reliance should
be placed on corn.
United States First in Agriculture.
The fruit growing and gardening,
purely domestic matters a hundred
years ago, have now come to be great
business enterprises, commanding mill
ions of dollars of capital. Already
North America is the greatest fruit
growing country in the world, practic
ing the most scientific and progressive
methods. . The flower-growing interest
is itself an important source of national
wealth. Where once we grew tomatoes
in an amateurish way as a garden pro
duet we now grow them in blocks of
hundreds of acres. So great have be
come the horticultural Interests in this
country that departments of horticul
ture have been established even in
many small as well as the large
schools. The generation to come will
see the different branches of horticul
ture each in Itself a department of tha
Institution. The extent to which these
special industries are singled out and
emphasized measures the Increasing
Importance of agriculture as a whole.
Country Life In America,
Chairs Choice Peach.
One of the newer peaches of real
promise is Chairs Choice, shown In the
illustration from the Rural New York
er. It is large ana
handsome, deep,
rich yellow in col
or, with a red
cheek, and appears
to be a regular
and abundant
bearer. Chairs
Choice is now be
ing planted freely in many peach grow
ing districts and is regarded by those
who know It best as well adapted to
follow the Indispensable Elberta. It
is a better and handsomer peach and
does not conflict with it in season. The
trees are generally vigorous and
healthy.
Pasture for Growing Hogs.
On every farm there is usually a
small piece of grass land which may
be fenced at small expense, and If it
can be shaded in some manner such a
plot will be Just the place for the grow
ing pigs. A portion of an old orchard
may often be fixed in the manner sug
gested, and the pigs will thrive in- such
a place. If the grass growth is scanty
try the plan of cutting grass from oth
er portions and throwing it to the pigs.
Keep them mainly on the usual sum
mer rations given when in the pen and
furnish all the fresh clean water plac
ed in such a manner that they cannot
get into It and wallow. This plan is a
simple one, and easily carried out and
will result In more thrifty plgs than
if kept In the pens during the warm
weather. -
A Point in Transplanting. "
In transplanting such - plants as -the
strawberry - the fibrous roots . should
be spread out as much as possible.
while the root of a taprooted plant
like cabbage, beet etc., should be plac
ed straight up, and down and not bent
upon itself.