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SEMI-WEEKLY.
60BVALLIS, BENTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER G, 1903.
TOL. IV. NO. 24.
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Contraband
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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
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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,
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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. ,