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City vs. Farm Poultry Raising
Prepared by the U. S. Department of Agriculture
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BY RUTH BELMORE ENDICOTT
Copyright, 1018, by Podd, Mead h Com pun 7, Ino.
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CAROLYN'S SUNNY DISPOSITION BEGINS TO HAVE ITS
EFFECT UPON AUNTY ROSE.
Synopsis. Her father and mother reported lost at sen when the
Dunraven, on which they had sailed for Europe, was sunk, Carolyn
May Cameron Hannah's Carolyn la sent from New York to her bach
elor uncle, Joseph Stagg. at the Comers. The reception given her by
her uncle Is not very enthusiastic. Carolyn is also chilled by the stern
demeanor of Aunty Rose, Uncle Joe's housekeeper. Stagg Is dismayed
when he learns from a lawyer friend of his brother-in-law that Carolyn
bas baeai left practically penniless and consigned to his care as
guardian.
CHAPTER IV Continued.
Therefore General Bolivar charged
with outspread wings and quivering
fan. His eyesight was not good, how
ever. He charged the little girl In
stead of the roistering dog.
Carolyn May frankly screamed. Had
the angry turkey reached the little
girl he would have beaten her down
and perhaps seriously injured her.
He missed her the first time, but
i turned to charge again. Prince barked
loudly, circling, around the bristling
turkey cock, undecided just how to get
Into the battle But Aunty Rose knew
no fear of anything wearing feathers.
"Scat, you brute!" she cried, and
made a grab for the turkey, gripping
him with her left hand behind his
head, bearing his long neck downward.
In her other hand she seized a piece
of lath and with It chastised the big
turkey across the haunches with
vigor.
"Oh, don't spank him any more,
Aunty Rose!" gasped Carolyn May at
' last. "He must be sorry."
With a final stroke Aunty Rose al
lowed the big fowl to go and he ran
away fast enough.
"Your dog, child, does not know
his manners. If he Is going to stay
here with you he must learn that fowl
are not to be chased nor startled."
""Oh, Aunty Rose!" begged the little
girl, "don't punish Prince! Not not
that way. Please don't! Why, he's
never been spanked in his life! He
wouldn't know what it meant. Dear
Aunty Rose "
"I shall not beat him, Car'Iyn May,"
interrupted Aunty Rose. "But he must
learn his lesson. He must learn that
liberty is not license. Bring him here,
Car'Iyn May."
She led the way to an 'open coop of
laths in the middle of the back yard.
This was a hutch in which she put
broody hens when she wished to break
up their desire to set. She opened
the gate of it and motioned Prince to
enter.
The dog looked pleadingly at his
little mistress' face, then Into the worn
ana siern countenance, seeing no
reprieve In either, with drooping tall
he slunk Into the cage.
With one hand clutching her frock
over her heart, Carolyn May's big blue
eyes overflowed.
"It's just as if he was arrested," she
said. "Poor Prince! Has he got to
stay there always, Aunty Rose?"
"He'll stay till he learns his lesson,"
said Mrs. Kennedy grimly, and went
on Into the garden.
Carolyn May sat down close to the
side of the cage, thrust one hand be
tween the slats and held one of the
dog's front paws. She had hoped to
go Into the garden to help Aunty Rose
pick peas, but she could not bear to
leave Prince alone.
By and by Mrs. Kennedy came up
from the garden, her pan heaped with
pods. She looked neither in the di
rection ot the prisoner nor at hl8 little
mistres3.
Prince whined and lay down. He
had begun to realize now that this was
no play at all, but punishment. He
blinked his eyes at Carolyn May and
looked as sorry as ever a dog with
cropped ears and an abbreviated tall
could look.
The peas and potatoes were cook
ing for dinner when Aunty Rose ap
peared again. There was the little
girl, ail of a dewy sleep, lying on the
grass by the prison pen. Aunty Rose
would have released Prince, but,
though he wagged his stump of a tail
at her and yawned and blinked, she
aau sun her doubts regarding a mon
grel's good nature.
She could net allow the child to
sleep there, however; so, stooping,
picked up Carolyn May and carried
her comfortably into the house, laying
her down on the sitting-room couch to
have her nap out as she supposed,
without awakening her.
Aunty Rose came away softly and
closed the door and while she finished
Setting dinner she tried to make no
aoise which would awaken the child.
Mr. Stagg came home at noon, quite
as full of business as usual. To tell
the truth, Mr. Stagg always felt bash
ful In Aunty Rose's presence; and he
tried to hide his affliction by conversa
tion. So he talked steadily through
the meal.
But somewhere about at the pie
:ourse, It was he stopped and looked
iround curiously.
Bless me 1" he exclaimed, "where's
Sannnh's f!nr'lrn1
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"Taking a nap," said Aunty Rose
composedly.
"Hum 1 can't he child get up to her
victuals?" demanded Mr. Stagg. "You
begin serving that young one sepa
rately and you'll make yourself work,
Aunty Rose."
"Never trouble about that which
doesn't concern you, Jo-n-ph Stagg,
responded his housekeeper rather
tartly. "The Lord has placed the care
of Hannah's Car'Iyn on you and me
and I'll do my share and do It prope
Mr. Stagg shook his head and lost
interest in his wedge of berry pie,
"There are institutions " he began
weakly ; but Aunty Rose said quickly :
"Joseph Stagg! I know you for what
you are other people don't. If the
neighbors heard you say that they'd
think you were a heathen. Your own
sister's child !"
"Now, you send Tim, the hackman,
up after me t.iis afternoon. I've got
to go shopping. The child ha.sh't a
thing to wear but that fancy little
black frock, and she'll ruin that play
ing around. She's got to have frocks
and shoes and another hat all sorts
of things. Seems a shame to dress a
child like her In black it's punish
ment. Makes her affliction double, I
do say."
"Well, I suppose we've got to flat
ter Custom or Custom will weep,"
growled Mr, Stagg. "But where the
money's coming from "
"Didn't Car'lyn's pa leave her none?"
asked Aunty Rose promptly.
"Well not what you'd call a for
tune," admitted Mr. Stagg slowly.
"Thanks be you've got plenty, then.
And If you haven't I have," said the
woman in a tone that quite closed the
question of finances.
"Which shows me just where I get
off at," muttered Joseph Stagg as he
He Charged the Little Girl Instead of
the Roistering Dog.
started down the walk for the store.
"I knew that young one would be a
nuisance."
Carolyn May, who was quite used to
taking a nap on the days that she did
not go to school, woke up, as bright
as a newly minted dollar, very soon
after her Uncle Joe left for the store.
"I'm awfully sorry I missed him."
she confided to Aunty Rose when she
danced into the kitchen. "You see.
I want to get acquainted with Uncle
Joe just as fast as possible. And he's
at home so little I guess that it's going
to be hard to do it."
"Oh, is that so? And is it going to
be hard to get acquainted with me?"
asked the housekeeper curiously.
"Oh, no!" cried Carolyn May, snug
gling up to the good woman and pat
ting her plump bare arm. "Why, I'm
getting 'quainted with you fast, Aunty
Rose! You heard me say my prayers
and when you laid me down on the
couch Just now you kissed me."
Aunty Rose actually blushed. "There,
there, child !" she exclaimed. "You're
too noticing. Eat your dinner, that
i ve savea warm for you."
"Isn't Prince to have any dinner,
Aunty Rose?" asked the little girl.
"You may let him out, if you wish,
after you have had your dinner. You
can feed him under the tree."
Carolyn May was very much excited
about an hour later when a rusty
closed hack drew up to the front irate
of the Stagg place and stopped.
Aoid man with a square-cut chin
whisker and clothing ami hat as rusty
as the hack Itself held the reins over
the bony back of the horse that drew
the ancient equipage.
"I say, young'un, ntn't you out o' yer
bailiwick?" queried Tim, the lmcknian,
staring at the little girl in the Stagg
yard. .
Carolyn May stood up quickly and
tried to look over her shoulder and
down her back. It was hard to get
all those buttons buttoned straight.
"I don't know," she said, perturbed.
"Does It show?"
"Huh?" grunted Tim. "Does what
show?"
"What you said," said Carolyn May
accusingly. "I don't believe It does."
"Heyl" chuckled the hack driver
suddenly. "I meant, do you 'loy Mrs,
Kennedy knows you're playing In her
front yard?"
"Aunty Rose? Why, of course!"
Carolyn May declared. "Don't you
know I live here?"
"Live here? Get out!" exclaimed
the surprised hackmnn.
"Yes, sir. And Prince too. With my
Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose."
"Pitcher of George Washington I"
ejaculated Tim. "You don't mean Joe
Stagg's takeu a young'un to board?,"
"He's my guardian," said the little
girl primly. ,.,..,,.,...
Aunty Rose appeared. She wore a
close bonnet, trimmed very' plainly.
and carried a parasol of dial) silk.
Aunty Rose climbed Into the creaky
old vehicle.
Are you going to be gone long?'
asked Carolyn May politely.
"Not more than two hours, child,"
said the housekeeper. "Nobodv will
bother you here "
"Not wliile that dog's with her, I
reckon," put In Tim, the backman.
"May I come down the road to meet
you, Aunty Rose?" asked the little
girl. "I know the way to Uncle Joe's
store."
"I don't know-any reason why you
can't come to meet me," replied Mrs.
Kennedy. "Anyway, you can come
along the road as far as the first
house. You know that one?"
"Yes, ma'am. Mr. Parlow's," said
Carolyn May. '
Carolyn May went bnck into the
yard and sat on the front-porch steps
and Prince, yawning unhappily, curled
down at her feet. There did not
seem to be much to do at this place.
She had time now, had Carolyn May,
to compare The Corners with the busy
Harlem streets with which she had
been familiar all her life.
"Goodness me!" thought Carolyn
May, startled by her own imagination,
suppose ail the folks In all these
houses around here were dead!"
They might have been for all the
human noises she heard.
"Goodness me !" she said again, and
this time she jumped up, startllnsr
Prince from his nap. "Maybe there
is a spell cast over all this place," she
went on. "Let's go and see if we can
find somebody that's alive."
They went out of the yard toeether
and took the dusty road toward the
town.
They soon came in sicht of the Par.
low house and carpenter shop.
vve can't go beyond that." said
Carolyn May. "Aunty Rose told us
not to. And Uncle Joe says the carpenter-man
Isn't a pleasant man."
She looked wistfully at the prem
ises. The cottage seemed quite as
much under the "spell" as had been
those dwellings at The Corners. But
from the shop came the sound of a
plane shrieking over a long board.
"Oh, Princey 1" gasped Carolyn May.
"I b'lleve he's making long, curly
shavings I"
If there was one thing Carolyn May
adored it wa3 curls.
Suddenly Mr. Jedidlah Parlow looked
up and saw the wistful, dust-streaked
face under the black hat brim and
above the black frock. He stared at
her for fully a fBfnute, poising the
plane over his work. Then he put It
uown anu came to the door of the
shop.
"You're Hannah Stagg's little girl,
aren't you?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she said, nnd sighed.
Dear me, he knew who she was right
away ! There would not be any chance
of her getting a suit of long curls.
"You've come here to live, have
you?" said Mr. Parlow slowly.
"Yes, sir. You see, my papa and
mamma were "lost at sea with the
Dunraven. It was a mistake, I guess,"
sighed the little girl, "for they weren't
fighting anybody. But the Dunraven
got In the way of some ships that were
fighting, in a place called the Medi
terranean ocean, and the Dunraven
was sunk, and only a few folks were
saved from it. My papa and mamma
weren't saved."
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f,,r tin. fowlM and at the name time give them the opportunity to pick tho
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any negligence on the part of the Keeper affects results more unfavorably than,
when the hens are under farm conditions.
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things uccensiiry to tin Is done at tho right time In the right way, and thin
system involves nothing too hard for a child, or beyond tho Ingenuity of an
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divided, between home uud school.
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nervous hens are apt to develop Mich vices as ecR-entlnir and feather entlmx.
The bad tendencies mentioned do not prohibit the keephiK of law and nmnll
breeds in small back yards, but make It necessary for tho keeper to use
extraordinary care to keep them In pood condition nnd productive. Whlto
and llfjlit-eolured varieties are not desirable for Biuull back yards, because
their plumage soils too easily. ' -
As a wile It Is most satisfactory to buy lienn of n local poultry keeper
or dealer In live poultry. IVslrablo wnall flocks nro frequently offered by
peoplo who are obliged by change of work or of residence to Bell their poul
try. Dealers In live poultry everywhere sort out from their general receipts
the hens that show good breeding and quality to sell to biifk-ynrd poultry
keepers.
For tho back-yard flock kept to produce eggs only It Is not necessary to
have hens of extra good standard quality. What breeders of standard poul
try call choice utility hens are ns Rood aa any for egg production and cost
but little more thnn ordinary mongrels. Hens of this grade In the medium
sized breeds are usually a little under standard weights, and have nuperllcinl
faults as unsoundness of color, or Irregularity f markings or of the nhape
of the comb which in no way affect their laying capacity but iuako them
unfit for exhibition and undesirable for breeding purposes.
When buying hens In person, particular attention should be given to the
general condition whether the bird seems vigorous nnd lively and to the
appearance of tho comb nnd the condition of the feet. Healthy bens have
bright red combs nnd bright eyes. A slight paleness of the comb Is simply
an indication that the hen Is not laying at the time; but a bird whose conih
has either a yellowish or a bluish cast should be rejected, for these are symp
toms of Internal disorders. The nkln and scules of legs nnd toes should be
smooth, and the soles of the feet eoft and free from corns.
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Carolyn learns why her uncle
and Amanda Parlow are now
so "mad" that they do not speak
as they pass each other by.
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installment.
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(TO BE CONTINUED.)
When Dame Fortune goes calling she
utterly disregards "at home" days.
A military man can Immediately tell
to what division a soldier belongs by
glancing at the cord on his hat, but
to the average citizen the color of the
hat cord denotes little or nothing. It
Is an Interesting feature to be familiar
with, especially now when so many
soldiers are seen all over the country,
and any one who takes the trouble to
learn the following list will be reward
ed by belnfe able to satisfy his own
curiosity respecting liny soldier ho
happens to see without having to ask
questions;
A cord of light blue signifies that
the wearer belongs to the Infantry;
red denotes artillery; yellow, cavalry;
buff, quartermaster's corps; red and
white, engineer's corps; orange and
white, signal corps; red and black,
ordnance; black and white, field clerk;
maroon and white, medical corps;
black and gold, officers; silver and
black, adjutant general's clerk ; green,
instructor home guards, and green and
white, home guards.
As the Earth's Human Race
Advances It Also Develops
Man has been on the earth perhaps
some twenty odd thousand years, and
It Is only the last 3,000 that we are
much concerned with. To suppose
that a modern Englishman must nec
essarily be at a higher stage of mental
development than an ancient Greek Is
almost the same mistake as to argue
that Browning must be a better poet
than Wordsworth because he came
later. If the soul, or the brain, of
man Is developing, it Is not developing
ho fast or so steadily as ail that.
Farmhouiei Modernized
Ah fnrmhotiHf r become oda)K s
the taste of tho women vho irt
so mnuy rases, taklnK over tln-ks
i aS'-iuent, It is found that, imiuyif.
old IiikI Itut Iiiiih of tin! far iii
i I lie purler, '' nui'iv ciall rood:
dark 1 ppf -arlng. !r'
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convenient. TVik! housckocpn.
Is also tender of the fli ldd.- Kslis
Practice Cheerfulnen. i
Cheerfulness ought to be thefif
cum vituo of their life to the old;
without clieerfulncHs In a LaplaW
ter without a ana; and this up!" V
cheerfulness Hhoulil be encourafi
Printing of Fabrics by
Peruvians Similar to the
Method Still Being Used
The ancients of Teru, by a curious
coincidence for there could not possi
bly have been any Intercourse with
their contemporaries in Indiu and
Egypt seem fo have used much tlie ' our 'out1' lf wo W0llll 'vo then
same kind of processes In printing
their designs upon the fabrics they
manufactured. ISoth Herodotus and
I'liny, umong early historians, accord
ing to a United States commerce
report, hnve told fts about the cloths
of vegetable fiber made by the an
cients; but In all likelihood the fab
rics of the Peruvians were of oven u
more remote date. In some respects
the methods of today bear strong re
semblance to the older practice. The
chief difference consists in the pat
terns now being eugraved upon copper
rollers and several colors being print
ed at one time. Just, as today the
coloring matter of dyes is not affixed
by merely printing it on the material,
out is secured by means of a sub
stance known ns mordant, so did the
Peruvians make use of a property
which caused tho dye .to .adhere and
to withstand a test of thousands of
years' wear nnd tear. Experts have
declared that In the direction of tech
nical and artistic value the designs
in question have no equal. Thev
must undoubtedly have been wholl'v
original, and could have owed their
Inception to no outside Influences.
fit of It ill our old age; time wills
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fret, to vinegar. Colton.
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organization of the Red Star.
An organization to do for animals
In the army what the Red Cross does
for human beings was organized on
the Invitation or suggestion of the war
department In June, 191G. It Is called
the Red Star, and Its headquarters
are at 287 State street, Albany, N. Y.
Japanese Woman One of
the Greatest Financiers
Mme. Yone Suzuki, the wealth
iest woman in Japan made more than
$100,000,000 In American money since
the war began. Her war brides have
neon copper, rubber, and augur ven
tures. In a financial operation now
known as the Formosan sugar deal,
a transaction involving sugar, cam
phor, real estate and many other
things, she made $50,000,000 in one
fell swoop. She is not a shareholder
in a corporation. She Is Inc. corpora
tion. Since her husband's death she
has been solely responsible for j,er
business. But she is just a modest
little woman, who received In a cul
tured Japanese household the pre
scribed education of the old school
she was trained to arrange flowers,
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