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il Til K SEMI-WEEKLY. 60BVALLIS, BENTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER G, 1903. TOL. IV. NO. 24. Jl MISS. UOS, 1S. ) v-wiM - Contraband :OR: CHAPTER V. . A week after his arrival at the chateau, Louis stood, one morning, on the terrace with his fair cousin, Helen Montauban, and evidently prepared for a stroll in search of amusement, judging from the gun and sketch book he carried. "Away so early, Louis?" asked Mademoiselle-Montauban. "Even so, Helen. I am going to spend .an hour in converse with Dame Nature, whom I have so sadly neglected since I came here, that I scarcely dare look her in the face. An hour, and perhaps two; in proportion to the variety of the enter tainment, which I find." "Then," if that is the case," returned Helen, in her calm, -silver tones "if that is the ease, we shall hardly see you again till night fall. . You will find no lack of amusement, as you may declare yourself, if you have not forgotten your forme;. visits hither; though they have been fer enough, I confess." "O, I know there is no neighborhood more beautiful than this in the country," responded Louis. "But as for extending my wanderings to the borders . of the night, that would not be quite to my fancy. I shall be back here before noou tide." "That is well. And pray, Louis," she added, with impressible earnestness "pray, do not go too deep into the forest. Remember your adventure there not sev en days since." Lightly he touched his lips to her fair hand, and, turning, descended the sloping path that wound irregularly down the neignt. . A slight blush rose to her beautiful cheek, as her glance followed, for an in stant's space, the handsome figure of the young count; and it deepened when he looked back, and seeing her still stand ing there, waved his hand to her. Hast ily she left the spot, and re-entering the chateau, seated herself in the saloon "by a window, at her embroidery. Here, put ting the drapery aside, she could observe the receding figure of her cousin while pursuing, with slow and thoughtful fin gers, her favorite employment, until Louis had disappeared from sight, and there was no outward attraction to break the rose-hued thread of meditation that wove itself in and out among the cluster ing buds and leaves expanding into life under her magic touch. The marquis was in.tne, iibraryamoDgtua-iooksloat .to the exterior world, and wraDt in learned lore. Helen had no- companion save her own meditations; but they were sufficient entertainment for one like her. Louis continued to follow the main road leading from the chateau past the vil lage, and onward to where it reached the forest, branching off into two distinct paths, one of which wound on through the forest, and the other skirted it to the left. His morning's work was before him. Turning his attention to the beau ties of the quiet scenery about him, Louis paused now and then along the path, to add some charming sketch to the collec tion of fine drawings in his book, remem bering his cousin's peculiar taste, and se lecting such paints as he knew would best please her. And wandering slowly still, he came at last within sight of the little dwelling of his pretty friend Rose. Then Louis thought of the wish which he had expressed to her.-:-The cottaae was at a distance yet; he wished to gain a more distinct view of it. Perhaps he should discover Rose herself seated at the door, and his scene already laid out for him. He hastened forward. The turn in the path was soon reached, and the half-hidden cottage was in full sight now; and yes, there sat Rose at the door, working with her needle. He paused a momenj to contemplate the scene. This little cottage, or farm house, so rude and plain in exterior, yet discovered to him through that open . doorway, where the morning sun shone in so softly, one of the prettiest pictures in the world. Rose was looking so lovely that Louis hastened to com mence his sketch. Yet a nearer view was needed; and, silently as possible, he moved forward, so as to trace her fea tures distinctly, and at the same time to avoid disturbing her. Rapidly, and with a grace and vividness of touch that did justice to its present subject, Louis work ed. It was the loveliest picture he had attempted that day, and he enjoyed it. Not many minutes was he in completing it, and then he advanced with a quiet .step up the pathway to the door. But' Rose Lamonte was aa busy with her thoughts as with her needle, and she did not hear the approaching footstep. It was not until the shadow of the young man's form fell across the sill that sba was aroused from her reverie. She looked np then, and started with some slight nur prise on beholding the count. Immedi-. ately recovering herself, however, sUe welcomed him with a smile and hastened to offer him a seat. He accepted it. and aat down near her. He had met Rose but twice before; yet it was in such circumstances that the awk wardness and constraint of first acquaint ance was in a measure unknown to.them, and it was the easiest thing in the 'world to fall into conversation now. He almost forgot that their acquaintance was of ee recent a date, indeed. " "Where is your father, Rote, this morn ing?" he asked at first. . "I hoped to see him." .. . "I am sorry he is not here, monsieur," returned the young girl. "But he went to the forest, something more than an hour ago, to gather toots for me, and I do not know how soon he will come back. I suppose that monsieur le marquis and Mademoselle Helen are well to-day?" "Quite well, Rose. You have not been np to the chateau ' since last week, I think?" ' "No. I do- not think I have stayed away irom tnere lor so many aays to gether in all the years since we came here. It seems a strange thing to in quire after them," said Rose, looking up. "My uncle and Helen were mentioning it yesterday," rejoined Louis. "They ia ten" aendin? for von to-morroW." "O, I will not. trouble them ae far aa to do that," responded the young firL "I do not seed any on to come tor ne TRUE STORY OF THE SOUTH OF FRANCE Secret now, because I can come alone quite as well. Will you be so good as to tell Mademoiselle Helen that I will come to morrow?" "I will do so certainly," answered Louis. "But where, then, is that trou blesome cousin of yours? Has he gone away?" "Yes, monsieur. I hope we shall never see him again," she said, with a slight shudder of aversion. "My father spoke very sharply to him, and sent him to a place a great way from here. I do not know what place it was; my father did not tell me. But he says Gasparde ahall never come back until he learns to be less insolent." "What a relief that is, Rose is it not?" said Louis, with a smile. "But this sub ject is not a pleasant one is it?- Sup pose I try to banish from your memory for the present, the image of this wicked man, and we will talk of something rath XI er pleasanter. Tell me who and what J-his is. mv little friend." He had opened his portfolio and now, as he spoke, passed to her the sketch which he had taken fifteen minutes pre viously. !She looked at it, and a bright smiled shone in her hazel eyes. 'Monsieur," she said, "it is my own lit tie home. How faithfully you have sketched it! There is the mignonette on the sill; and my pretty cat, asleep by the box. in the sunshine; and one edge of the book-case, which you can see within, and which hangs close beside the win- dos?. You must, then, have drawn this before. I saw you before I heard you coming just now." "Y(es exactly; before yon saw me. But tnere is sometning, iiose, wmcn you seeuAto consider of less consequence than your eat and the mignonette, since you do not mention it. I wonder if. you have observed it. Who is it that sits by the doorsewing? My cousin Helen?" ' "No, monsieur; it is not your cousin. You did not mean it for Mademoiselle Momauban. It is, I think, Rose La monte' - "'foil are right. It is Rose Lamonte. Weltt, Rose, I took this without your knowledge, 'therefore, I suppose I should ask .'your permission, to retain it. But I do pot anticipate a refusal. I do not knowj that I shall heed it, if one is given." N."Inu that case, monsieur," returned the yonib girl, smiling! at .hisf caHkness--r''in that fase, it "would-be useless" either .to give Or: withhold permission. It is-yours, however, by right, monsieur." "7-hen I will keep it. And now, since the morning is nearly gone, I think J. can stay no longer. I should like to see your farther, Rose; but since he does not come, 1 must wait until another time." COUNT, I.OTTIS OS A sKKTCHIJTO KXCCX ! SIOX. "I am sure he would like to see you," said Rose. "And now I think of it; he bade me thank you, in his name, if I should meet you again, for your interfer ence 'in my behalf the other day." "I was glad that I happened to be near; to chastise the scoundrel," respond ed Louis ; "and I shall be well satisfied if the lesson proved to be one of lasting service." And bidding the yonng girt adieu, he turned from the spot to retrace his home ward way "How pretty she is, hw innocent, how childlike, how charming!" said Louis, mentally. "One cannot but be attracted towards her." He walked on, meditating as he went. , - "And so that ruffian, Gasparde, is gone," he said, again. "Good! It will be worse for him if he comes into the neighborhood, and attempts to molest her again. Poor little Rose little forest blossom!" Suddenly he heard a merry voice whist ling some light air, at a distance. It aroused him from his reverie. Looking up, he beheld a man approaching him, who was then, perhaps, fifty yards from him. This man,- as soon as Louis lifted his head, suddenly broke off the lively air with which he had been amusing him self, and seemed to regard our hero earn estly. Then as suddenly he recommenc ed whistling, fixed his glance in turn up on the earth, ' and, with head slightly bent, advanced. - "Who can it be?" thought the count. "He seems to recognize me. And it strikes me that he is endeavoring to con ceal his features." And such, truly,- appeared to be the case. Yet it was no one whom Louis re membered to have seen before. This man was dressed in the garb usual'to the peas ants of the country, in stature of about medium rank, and proportionate size. His features were partially concealed, as he held his head down. But Louis, as he came nearer, was more curious to behold them than he would have been if the man had not endeavored, with such evident studiousness, to paaa unnoticed. As they approached closer to each oth er, the young count caught a glimpse of those features. He started, with aa in voluntary exclamation, . and stopping short, laid his hand on the maa'a aim. . My friend," he said, "you will oblige me by pausing one moment. I desire, te speak with you'' What if it should be a mistake after all? But no! The man stopped at this quiet, yet peremptory summons, ceased whistling, and taking off his large hat. looked Louis in the face, saying, respect fully: "I see it is useless, monsieur le compte, You are determined to know me." "Your own fault your own fault,' laughed the count, with an air of good humor. For, in this person, be recog nized the one who had appeared to him in the forest on the night of that memora ble attack, to warn and arm him against the approaching danger of the way. The face, well marked by the assistance of the lightning then, had been carefully remem bered since. "But how is it that you know me so well, monsieur?" asked the man. scarcely imagined that you would." "You must be sensible, my good friend," returned the count, "that neither the place, persons nor occasion were those liable to be easily forgotten. A man seldom meets such a dozen times in the course of his life. Did I not tell you that I should remember you ?" "Just so, monsieur. Still " "But I do not often forget faces, espe cially those met with in times of danger. Yours I kept for the remembrance of past deeds, and the score of a future reckon ing. But you speak as though you had wished me to forget it." 1 was not over-desirpus that you should remember it," answered the man "And why not? You are net serry for helping me, I trust?" "No, monsieur; nor unable or unwilling either, for that matter, to help you again, if you should need help. And, my faith! but I am afraid you will need aid most sorely, if things prosper as they have be gun," he added, in a lower and half -mus ing tone. "What do you mean?" queried the count, not a little puzzled. "What do I mean, monsieur? Why, the fact is, it would be hard to tell. How do I know what is to happen?" "What was that muttering for. then? What Is your name? Tell me that. It cannot barm you." r "It is Jacques Leroux, monsieur." "Jacques Leroux! well, I shall remem ber now. But come, sit down on this bank by the roadside a moment. I wish Jo talk with you." "Very well, monsieur. Only I warn you, you must not ask too many ques tions. It is enough that I was inclined to help you that night. You must not inquire too closely into the why and wherefore of the secrecy." "Let me ask what I please, Jacques You are not forced to answer, if you do not like. .. In the first place, then, how did you come to know all about the affair in which I was engaged?" . "That, monsieur, is one of the questions which I must decline to answer." "Why did you conceive so great an in terest in ore a stranger?" ". " 3f"Thtl.,caiuu cause I liked your appearance." "You had seen me before, then?" "I had seen you before, monsieur." "Where when?" "It would do you no good to know." "You are cool, Jacques. I see I. shall gain no satisfaction from you. But, at least, let, me know to what part of the country you belong, and whether I shall ever see you after this." "I am not conscious of belonging any where in particular, monsieur, though one may be apt to see me most generally in this direction. I dare say we shall meet very often, if you remain at the chateau np there." "You spoke of my needing assistance at a future day. Do you think it probable that 1 shall 7" "I do not say. One may very often need help, you know; especially when one has enemies. The old fable of the lion and the mouse is as useful to-day as ever it was." "Where are my enemies? Who are they?" You know best, monsieur, whether you have gained the ill-will of any one." "You mean but no! What should you know concerning that? You ' "I mean, monsieur, to speak in so many plain words, that ugly cousin of pretty Rose Lamonte Gasparde. . I should hardly dare to utter his name aloud, but I know that he is not within earshot by a long way." "You do know, then, that he is my en emy?" As far as jealousy can make him, mon sieur. And though he is away now, it does not follow that he may not barm you some day. He did not fancy your treatment of him the other day. But now, monsieur, I have lingered here long enough. I am going to see Hugh La monte." , "Ah!" exclaimed the count; "then you know Hugh?" Yes, monsieur. I help him sometimes. in his garden. He wants me this morn ing. The young count pursued his way. thinking, with some curiosity, and not a little perplexity, of his new acquaimt- ance. , . - That accounts for it," he said to him self. "He learned the story from Hurh. I suppose, or overheard something. But I wonder how he became acquainted with the danger which was awaiting me that night? However, I suppose I must not trouble myself about it." And Jacques pursued his route to the dwelling of Hugh Lamonte of his chief. For though Louis had no suspicion of it at present, this man was concerned, though in no very important degree,, with the very gang who had sent out men to waylay him in the forest. This was the secret of his knowledge respecting their business.' (To be continued.) A' System of Savins;. Ascum Mr. Beetem tells me he al ways gets his groceries in, bag lots. bays he nnus it more economical. Sands (the grocer J O ! he knows how to economize. k Ascum But how can that be econ omical? The more he gets the more he has to pay for. Sands You don't know him. The more he gets the more he doesn't pay for. Philadelphia Press. No Profit in It. She He's quite a rising youns au thor. He roes in for realism, yon know.;- i :";.v- He Yes; but he hasn't realized on hi writings to any extra!, PhiLvW phia Record, i Lament of a Little Girl. My brother Will, he used to be The nicest kind of girl, He wore a little dress like me And had his hair in curl. We played with dolls and .tea sets then, And every kind of toy; But all these good old times are gone Will turned into a boy. Mamma has made him little suits, With pockets in' the pants, -And cut off all bis yellow curls And sent them to my aunts. And Will, he was so pleased, I believe, He almost jumped with joy, But I must own I didn't like Will turned into a boy. And now he plays with horrid tops - I don't know how to spin, And marbles that I try to shoot. But never hit nor win. . And leapfrog I can't give a "back" Like Charlie, Frank or Roy. Oh, no one knows how bad I feel Since Will has turned a boy. I have to wear frocks just the same, And now they're mostly white I have to sit and juat be good, While Will can climb and fight, But I muet keep my dresses nice And wear my hair In curl; And, worse oh, worst eat thing of all - I have to stay a girl! V Some thins for Boya. Any boy who is clever with bis knife can make many pretty and use ful articles from dry branches of trees. One shown here is a key bolder, the other a photograph stand. They are nit with a sharp pocket-knife and the different parts glued together; or nailed with thin wire nails. The most TWO KCSTIC ARTICLES. important point about it is tbe joining of the pieces. Notice bow. the joints are cut to fit well together '(see illus tration). When the key-bolder frame is ready, hooks and rings should be screwed into it to hang tbe frame up and to bold the keys. Tbe back support of the photograph stand is fastened with thin strips of leather nailed down orer the horizontal ends) of tbe support. St am pa and Collectors.' ' Germany has comparatively the most stamp collectors and consequent ly also the most counterfeit manufac turers. Germany is said to have a , great many more philatelists than the Uni ted States. Nearly every family seems to have a stamp collection, conse quently no stamps have gone to waste in years. Dealers are so thick that in Stuttgart there are a dozen windows given up to tbe display of stamps. A great collection of stamps, valued approximately at 50,000, which was stolen from Consul Weber, of Ham burg, Germany, has been recovered through the work of the police depart meat of Berlin. The collection, it seems, was innocently bought by a London dealer for 91,910, and when be was confronted with evidence proving it to be stolen property, the purchaser offered to return .. the lot upon being reimbursed with the amount that he paid for the loot. After some litiga tion the stamps were returned to the owner upon his payment of $1,750 to the dealer. Charles Carroll's Bravery. There Is one episode in history which made a great impression on me the first time I remember hearing about it, and that impression has not been lost or even become fainter in the years that have passed since. It happened in July 1776, when a group of men, the representatives of the American people, were gathered together about a table, signing their names to that great work known as the Declaration of Independence. Among the last to come forward was a man from Maryland, and after writ ing his name, Charles Carroll, one of the others said to him, "If England ever gets us in her power we are sure to be hung aa traitors. But there are other men in the colonies by the name of Charles Carroll, so you hare more of a chance to escape." For a moment .there was silence; then Carroll picked up -the pen and after his signature wrote the words: "Of Carrolltoh" the only man in all those -fifty-six to tell the name of the town in which he lived. Other things, perhaps, of far more importance to the world have taken place than when Charles Carroll wrote the name of his town after his own; but the remembrance of his unselfish ness and bravery will ever be treas ured in my mind aa an evidence of those qualities which I most admire. St. Nicholas- - A Girl and Hair Training- The girls of to-day hare a higher mission in life than to look ornamen tal. It Is not sufficient that they make the best of their ' charms; they must likewise develop their talents. It will Little Stories and t Incidents that Will Interest and Enter-1 tain Young Readers t not suffice that they be graceful. They must also be useful. Their aim in life Is not merely v to be good; .they must be good for something. The great aim is not to train girls so they will live according to ' rules, but so they may nebly live' without them. For it is Impossible to make rules tp fit every emergency. The only safe method in a daughter's training is to equip her with the stuff from which to make her own rules, as the occasion presents itself. Our chief duty Is not so much to cor rect tbe faults as It is to instill the virtues. The secret of high living is hot. How much evil do we avoid? but. How much good do we find? The se cret of successful parenthood is not. How many restrictions can we compel our daughters to live down to? but, How many rights and privileges can we safely trust them to live up to? Lavtala Hart, in Collier's. . , Tonr Father. ; . Boys, when you speak of your fath er, don't call him "the old man." Of course, you are older now than when you learned to call him "father." You are much smarter than you were then; you are much more manly looking Your clothes fit better; your hat has a modern shape, and your hair is combed differently. In short, you are "flyer" than you were then. Your father has alast year's coat, and a two years' old hat, and a vest of still another pat tern. He can't write such an elegant note as you can, and all that but don't call bim "the old man." Call him fath er. For years he has been hustling around to get things together, he has been held to the thorny path of uphill industry for years, and the brightest half of life has gone.f rom him; for ever. But he loves you,' though he goes about without saying much about it, and if he knewyou were bad, It would be the heaviest burden he. has to bear. A RUSSIAN EXECUTION. Remarkable Sans; Frold of aDaaperat Criminal on the Scaffold. . Some time ago a Russian criminal was executed in St. Petersburg. He had during the last two years mur dered twelve persons, the last one be ing a priest. The law did not show this monster any mercy, but speedily condemned bim to death. . Stebijanski was the name of this wholesale murderer, and he hoped to the last for clemency. When the death warrant. was read and the keeper in formed him that be had but six hours to live, he raged and swore to revenge himself In the most terrible manner. After being left alone in the cell the first thing he did was to break his lamp, and, procuring some matches, he set fire to the oil. In a moment tbe flames broke through the window, and the entire building was for a time threatened with destruction. Fortu nately the fire was discovered in time and gotten under control before much damage bad been done, but in the meantime a terrible struggle ensued between the keepers and the criminal, who hod fortified himself with an iron bar, taken from his bedstead. . The first man to enter the cell was knocked senseless, and it was only after being almost suffocated with smoke that the prisoner was finally overpowered. Next morning the execution took place. The condemned man ascended the scaffold with much bravado, made a thorough examination of the same, and finally declared that the rope was too short. ' "I cannot get my bead in the loop, he said, "and though it will cause me some inconvenience to wait, r will smoke a cigarette while you are hav ing it attended to." - - He lighted a cigarette, and, turning to the executioner, made a speech, pointing out the detestable in his pro fession, and as a condemned criminal in Russia has certain rights, no one dared to interrupt him. The executioner, who; really was a tender-hearted man, became visibly af fected by the moralizing words of the murderer, and,' turning to the crowd assembled before the scaffold, declared that his conscience did not allow him to proceed or to take a fellow-man's life, and he then and there resigned his position and departed midst the shouts of the assemblage. This caused great confusion among the representatives of the law, for where could they in ' a huf$y . get an other executioner? 'The question was, however, solved by the condemned man, who declared that he would ex ecute himself ' as soon as; ' he got through smoking. . He started an in-J teresting conversation with , the priest during the five minutes or so which he had left, and recommended that he read Count Tolstoy's latest book, which contains striking remarks about the relation of capital punishment to the teachings of Christianity. He then threw a kiss to , a pretty girl among the spectators, stuck his head in the loop, and kicked away the trap beneath his feet. ' Introspection. ' "I am afraid that young man who is constantly trying to say bright things is a cynic." ' .... - ( . . -; - "Yes," answered Miss Cayenne, "and he's afraid be isn't." Washington Star. , Water at the Barn. If one has a pump located in or near the barn there is, of course, no diffi culty in obtaining all tbe water needed for all purposes In the barns. If, how ever, it is necessary to carry water for the stock, then some plan should be put in operation whereby ' water may be obtained for other purposes, such as wagon washing and the cleaning of harnesses, without carrying It any great distance. The rainfall may be utilized by placing a barrel which is water-tight on a box or other platform and, by the use of a simple and cheap V-trough, carrying the water to the Barrel from the eaves of the barn roof. A faucet should be placed in the bar TO SAVE BAIN WATER. . rel, as sbown, so that the wate may be drawn ..off readily when .wanted. Over, the top of the barrel 'is placed a frame,, covered .. with the . finest -mesh Wire obtainable. This will keep out vermin and small animals, 4 and yet permit sufficient air 'to circulate over tho water to prevent It from becomjg tagiiant. The - illustration rtKrw's the plan; which . an; excellent one and very inexpensive '" .'''' Pinching Berry Bushes. . The ideal treatment for raspberries and blackberries is to pinch them back at intervals during" the summed and thus secure strong, sturdy bushes three and one-half to four feet high, with laterals from one to one-and one-half f eeJtongrathr severe "headrngbackafter the plants have become long and "leggy." If,' however, as is frequently the case in the best managed 'gardens, the plants are at this season making t vigorous growth which may not mature, they should at once be cut back to the de aired height and the canes will harden before cold weather. Many prefer to cut back the bushes in the ? spring. Thinning the canes, which should al ways be practiced, may be done at any time during the. season. In general, one-half or more-of the 'young canes which appear should be cut, out. Black berry , and raspberry; bushes may be transplanted in the fall, but better re sults are usually obtained from spring plantings. Maine Experiment Station Loading 5ma11 Animals. When one raises stock of any kind and is obliged to cart them to market there should be some device for load ing the animals into, the wagon with out the exercise of too great .labor. The loading crate shown in the illustration is one of tfie best appliances vof , the kind one can have. It should be made A LOADIHO DEVICE. strong, yet light so that it can be eas ily bandied. A frame is made of two by four material and the floor made of inch lumber with- cleat nailed; on eight inches apart. . -, The , upper end should be well braced and the incline should not be too' sharp. With a , load ing rack of this kind little trouble will be had in handling sheep, swine' or Calves. 1 ' ? - . - t.r : fi-'n A. Land of Small Farmers. . From a recent report on agriculture In Germany, It appears that of the total agricultural area of 125,000,000 acres in Germany threefourthe are acr tually' under the plow" or In' cultiva tion a meadows, pastures and bop gardens, and less than 1,000,000 acres are cultivated for market garden., and vineyard produce. The area is divided into 5,500,000 holdings, and is princi pally in the hands of small peasants and farmers. These peasant holdings of from two and a half to five acres form the backbone of German agricul ture.-' " y'-.... .'.- U Fift-fatinc Hessian Fly.' l: Whether one grows 10. er. 100 acres of wheat, the hessian fly is an enemy. that will need watching.,. Scientists have-worked for years trying to find some method of exterminating' this pest; and agree that the best! way of combating it is th following: - ' - At the usual time of sowing wheat In the fall, sow a small portion of the field quite early and after the wheat is up watch it closely for attacks of the hessian fly. ' In' case the pest does not appear it, will be Bafe to finish .the sowing at once;,, Lj the event of trou ble with the small strip of wheat, wait until Just before a sharp frost may be expected before sowing the balance of the field. The idea is that if the wheat does not make its annearance until af ter a sharp frost it will be safe, ,as it is thought the frost will kill the hes sian fly. This , method is well worth ' trying and repeating each year until some better plan is discovered. Ex change. - :rA -;'.. :-.: ... 1 j- The Wonders of Modern Farmer . All the great crops are now planted, and air except cotton are gathered by machinery. Let us follow a' crop throughout a season's work and see the changes that have come in its treatment . ; : j; ...y f The plowman no longer trudges slow lynd wearily Back and forth across his field. He rides a sulky plow with a spring seafc There are special plows for every need turf plows, stubble plows, subsoil , plows, plows for heavy work, plows for light work, and gang plows turning three furrows at once. So simple are many of them that a boy may drive one. Plowing by steam is not commonly practiced In the Middle ' West, but out. on the great '' wheat ranches of the Pacific coast it Is com mon., On the tule lands of California a slxty-horse-power traction engine uitwuig iweuiy-oue teei 01 uisk piows will break the ground to a depth of ten Inches at the rate of forty-five to sixty acres a 'day.'' With mold-board plows designed 'especially , for, ;. this work k strip twenty -eight feet wide can be broken. This means that a man and a pair of horses, with a single mold-board plow would have to cross a field twenty-eight' times to do the same work that the traction engine does by one trip of its plows. A farm er in the Central West who uses a small traction engine and a gang of four f ourteen-inch plows says that it costs him from 50 to 62 cents per acre to : break his , ground! He considers steam economical. " 1 ? The land made ready for the recep tion of thex seed, machinery still does eorkthat niuscleusedjtp do.The sower goes forth to, sow, but not as he once did, dropping his . seed into the soil, trudging backward" and forward from dawn until twilight. : His grass or his grain Is broadcasted, or. drilled in. with mechanical evenness, and: the machine , automatically registers . the acreage sown." In like manner his corn is drilled in, listed or planted in hills, his potatoes are planted, and even bis cabbage, hjs cauliflower and his tobac co, plants from the seed, beds are set out .by machinery, and . the work is done better than it could possibly be by ; hand this, besides the saving of time and 1 toil. '-' Even In the vegetable garden seeders; for all kinds of seeds are now extensively, used. The ma chines are pushed . in front of the op erator, and, they automatically drop and cover the seeds, at the desired dis tances and deptb; and at the same time mark off the next row. W.' B. Thorn ton, in World's ;Work. ,, ,s ' ',. . ... :? . Farm Notes. : .The man or woman who does not know how" to keep op 'a rotation in the garden crops is-not;up to present day privileges. : The, longer the calf Is left with its dam the harder It will be to teach it to drink. The longer it is left with the cow the harder it will be to wean, and the more foolish the cow will act when weaning is attempted. , Don't kick ; the hogs for ' rushing around you for their meals. It is your own ; fault.. If you . would feed them as' you . should, you would not be in such a hurry. If you must kick give yourself a good big jolt for not feeding better. ' 5 '" ' , '-'"' ''':---.;,; , ' -It is a-very 'good plan to' keep all grain " , sacks ; and .' similar property marked or branded. It is not a matter of .proving dishonesty, but a matter of convenience to . have them so marked.' ' There are times when they will accidentally get-lost! J ' 4 The commercial fertilizer used annu ally In the United States amounts to between . ;; 140,000,000 . and , $50,000,000. Most of. the States have provided for official inspection of fertilizer to pro- tect the farmer from fraud. The heav iest applications ' are ; 1 made In 1 the Southern States. In some of the prai rie .States "hardly any commercial fer tilizers .are sold.. ,. f , If a strip of light burlap Is fastened around a milk cow's body" loosely ( to Keep me diw on ib ny tune sne will give more milk, says an Indiana farm er, who , adds:. "I have noticed! how cows stand and .fight flies and eat kit tle,, but when thus protected they put In'their'time at eating. "I milk with much'more eomf ort since adopting this . planvtwhichcostlittle.f j ;:" 1 VThe finest and softest ,"wool Is al ways on he shoulders of s sheep. . I An expert in judging sheep always looks at the ,wool on the" shoulders, first. .As suming thai the wool to-be inspected is really fine the shoulders are 'first examined laexajpart-where "the 'finest wool is to be found, "which is 'taken a a , standard, and is compared r to the wool from the ribs, the , thigh, the rump and the shoulder parts, and the nearer the wool from the Various por tions of the animal approaches the standard tbe better. ,
