The Maupin times., November 05, 1914, Image 3

WORK
OF PATIENCE
Difficult to Produce Films on
Natural History Subjects.
Observation Chambers From Which
the Pictures Are Taken Must Be
Cunningly Constructed to De
ceive the Wild "Subjects."
Little Is known of the difficulties
encountered in producing films on
natural history subjects, writes Ernest
A. Dench in Popular Electricity. A
producer-operator to succeed in this
particular line must be endowed with
a considerable amount of patience, for
before he begins the actual work, he
has to spend many tedious hours find
ing where the animal lives, its habits
and the prey it is partial to. All these
things he studies, from a cunningly
built observation chamber. This ac
complished, he has all his material at
hand for a film, but his difficulties are
by no means at an end.
The animals and birds that inhabit
our countryside have a great sense of
nearing and anv unusual noise greatly
disturbs them. The clicking noise of
the motion picture camera is what the
operator must get the animals or birds
accustomed to. Besides, he must con
ceal both himself and the machine.
Usually an artificial cow or tree
trunk is employed for the purposes of
concealment. Such a structure is hoi-
low inside and usually made of card
board and cork, with the painting of
the cow or tree trunk outside. The
operator enterB the structure from the
rear. To provide for the long hours of
waiting, the concealing structure has
a special compartment containing re
freshments and a stove. All the time
he watches through the peep-holeB and
as soon as his quarry comes within
range, he sets to work taking the mo
tion pictures of the subject.
But for days previous to this, the
clock-work mechanism, the noise of
which resembles the clicking of a cam
era, has been constantly working for
the purpose of getting nature's crea
ture accustomed to the sound.
In the case of filming beasts of the
forest such as lions and tigers, the
work assumes a dangerous aspect. In
stead of a "cow" or "tree trunk," a
dummy camel or elephant is brought
into use. However, these animals pos
sess such a keen sense of smell that
they can detect a human being a long
distance off. In order to disguise the
presence of the operator, this Individ
ual covers himself with some . vile
smelling liquid. It is of utmost im
portance that the carefully laid plans
should not fail during the photograph
ing of the animals, for if they did the
operator would have to fight for his
life.
BABY WADE
"Baby" Lillian Wade, the darling of
Selig's forces in Los Angeles, has be
come so attached to the baby ele
phant, Anna May, that the two in
fants are enjeying many romps to
gether. And when Anna May romps
it is a sight for all beholders. In con-
equeme of th'p youthful attachment,
it is planned t? put on a film feature
soon, in which "Baby" Lillian and
"Baby" Anna will "play opposite each
other."
Players Get Automobile Bug.
The automobile bug has Invaded the
Eclair western studio, at Tucson, Ariz.
Webster Culllson has abandoned his
roadster for a seven passenger touring
car, Norbert Myles Is burning up the
Silver Bell speedway with a new six
cylinder bear cat, and dainty little
Edna Payne has added a bright red
roadster to her wardrobe. Not to be
outdone by the adult members of the
ompany, Baby Clara Horton has pur-
chased a ourro wm, , me
name of Dooley. when he feels like It,
and has a recoru . . - w,.
Popular Actress Recovering.
The sickness of Bess Meredyth, the
bright little actress, ha been much
more serious than at first Imagined.
She tended a sick aog wuose aeatn
disclosed rabies, and has been taking
treatments since. She Is getting along
fmously. which Is good news to every-
.
tudr who knows ner.
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PICKED UP IN THE ORCHARD
Dressing of Wood Ashes Beneficial
to All Fruit Trees Bones Pro
mote Growth and Vigor,
A dressing of wood ashes around the
fruil trees and grape vines is a bene
fit It supplies the loss of the alkalis,
which ar largely consumed by fruit,
der troys the acidity in the soil and
tends to swee-on all kinds of fruit.
Bones, old leather, refuse plaster
and soap suds, all constitute good fer
tilizer for the fruit trees.
Bones appear to be the best of all
to promote permanent growth and vig
or in a tree.
A handful of bone dust mixed with
the soil at the roots of a tree or grape
vine will show its beneficial effects for
a number of years.
When grapes or berries are too ten
der and will not stand up in first
class condition to pick and market, it
shows that the soil on which they
grow is deficient in potash.
The custom of summer pruning of
Taking Care of Orchard Trees.
young trees so as to ripen the fruit
early Is not approved by the most
skillful fruit growers and Is only al
lowable when the Intention is to
throw the whole force of the sap Into
those particular branches that it is
desired to train in some particular di
rection.
No fruit ripens so well nor has so
fine a flavor when the foliage is in
jured by summer pruning. This fact
is observable in our apple, peach, and
pear orchards when the worms hav
consumed the leaveB on a limb. You
will always find the fruit on such a
branch of poor quality and inferior
flavor.
The leaves are the lungs of a plant
and are required to perform an impor
tant function in ripening the fruit.
Sklm Milk for Pigs on Alfalfa.
Experiments at the New Mexico sta
tion Indicate that skim milk is a valu
able feed in connection with alfalfa
pastures, being worth 12 cents per
hundred pounds" when fed alone, and
when corn Is worth 56 cents per bush
el: and that it is worth 25 cents per
hundred pounds when fed with corn
at the rate of two to three pounds of
skim milk to one pound of corn. Com
pared with wheat, when fed alone,
seven to eight pounds of sklm milk
equaled one pound of wheat.
Sourer of Disease.
This is the season when lice and
other vermin and parasites, internal
and external, seem to multiply marvel
ously, and as the animals are weak
ened by hot, dry weather and defect
ive water supply and unsanitary con
ditions of pens and lots, we have a
combination of dangers that every in-
telligent breeder appreciates and every
careless man ought to neglect no long
er. Filth and vermin are prolific, a
source of unthrift and disease.
Preferred Fertilizers.
Commercial fertilizers should always
De bought on a guarantee of analysis,
so the percentages of the various ele
ments may be known, and so the grow
er may know what forms the plant
foods are in. Preference should be
given to fertilizers where the compo
sition Is definitely stated, because In
telligent plant feeding is not possible
without knowing the source of the va
rious components of the fertilizer.
To Keep 8ilage.
A good way to make the ensilage
keep at the top of a silo when it is
filled, is to put part of a load of straw
through the silo filler just before it is
throuEh the lob. Then sow a nail or
two of oats on the straw covering and
dampen them. This covering does
8Way wlth about half of the spoiled
to be thrown out after the
ensilage settles.
Fighting 4hs Red Mites.
The little red mites which trouble
poultry are small, but they are one
of the worst pests which poultry keep-
nave to fight They do their great
est havoc during the hot weather, and
they are extremely happy when they
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I uuu nan, uauiy, uiriy neu nous.
The Governor's
L J A Novelization of
aOy Alice Bradley's Play
Bj GERTRUDE STEVENSON
Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production
Ooprrlgbt, Uli. (Publication Bigots
8YN0P8I9.
Daniel Blade suddenly advances from a
penniless miner to a millionaire and be
comes a power In the political and busi
ness world. He has his eye on the gover
nor's chair. His simple, home-loving wife
falls to rise to the new conditions. Blade
meets Katherlne, daughter of Senator
Strickland, and sees In her all that Mary
Ib not, Wesley Merrltt, editor of a local
paper, threatens to tight Blade through
the columns of his paper and Blade defies
him.
CHAPTER III Continued.
Suddenly Blade's eyes lighted with
the fire of decision. His mouth be
came a firm, straight line of deter
mination. There was something im
placable and grim in his very attitude
as the reeolve to win Katherlne stricn
land became fixed In his mind. He
longed to hurry after her to tell J4that were hemmng m m. Her very
of his decision to fight, if not with,
then for her. He was eager to show
her just how much they two together
could make out of life, a big, fine fight
for position and power.
Even the thought of being governor
was left in the distance as plan after
plan raced through his mind, of greater
conquests and bigger achievements,
possible only with a woman like Kath
erlne Strickland for his wife. So ab
sorbed and intense were his thoughts
of the future with her for the moment
he forgot completely the woman who
for 30 years had kept her place as his
wife. In all his dealings he had never
considered obstacles, except to sweep
them from his path. As he remem
bered the present and Mary, he never
hesitated or faltered from his' newly
made resolution.
Mary could go it alone. He would
see that she had everything that
money could buy. He would make her
comfortable and take care of her. That
she Bhould be further considered never
entered his mind. AlwayB ruthless in
his methods, he was equally cruel even
when the obstacle to his advancement
was a fragile little woman who had
given him the best of her love and
years and who would gladly have laid
down her life to save his.
It was not as If a sudden flame of
Intensive, overwhelming love for Kath
erlne Strickland had surged through
his heart. It was nothing as decent
or as fine or as blameless as that. His
whole attitude toward the girl was
one of cold-blooded acquisition. He
had determined to have her just as he
had determined only last week to out
bid every other man at the rug auc
tion. He wanted her to take a place
in his life because he knew what her
value would be to him. He wanted her
beauty, her brain, her savolr falre, as
so many stepping stones by which to
mount higher and higher in the affairs
of the state and the nation.
In spite of the fact that he criticized
his wife's lack of social graces, he
was wise enough to know that he was
far from a finished product himBelf.
In spite of himself, traces of the par
venu occasionally showed through the
veneer of bluff and arrogance. With
a wife like Katherlne he would soon
come to know all the fine points of the
social game. A wife like Katherlne
would cover up a multitude of his lit
tle sins of commission and oinlBslon.
CHAPTER IV.
Slade wanted Katherlne Strickland
for his wife much the same as he
would have desired a wealthy, clever,
Influential man for a partner. It was
to be a union of ambition. There was
no tenderness in his thoughts of her.
He was actuated purely and simply by
the lust for power and the greed of
glory. All the softer, better things in
the man's nature were swamped by
this torrent of craving for worldly suc
cess that was sweeping him on to com
mit the most dastardly act in his long
career of trampling over the heads
and hearts of adversaries and oppo
nents.
Even when he was a boy Dan Slade
had always set hie teeth at "You can't
do it," or "It can't be done." The very
difficulty of a thing strengthened his
determination to do. All his life long
his success had been punctuated by
the ruin of other men. He had not
advanced so far without pushing other
men back. Now that a woman instead
of a man stood In the way, the result
was the same. Hie methods might be
juleter, more merciful, but the answer
would be the same. Mary's sterling
worth, her long years of devotion and
iweet tenderness counted for nothing
once he became convinced that Mary's
Jowdlness, her standpat policy and her
irrested development were stop-gaps
In his own opportunity for progres
sion. He ignored the fact that the lit
tle brown-eyed, patient woman was as
much a part of him as were his eyes
ar his arms or any other very essen
tial part of his being.
It was at Just this point In Slade's
pitiless reasoning that Mary, peering
over the baluster and seeing htm
ilone, hurried down the stairs.
"Thank goodness, they've gone," she
ieclared as she cams Into the room.
Then seeing the numerous side lights
burning she hastened to turn one
ifter ths other down to a glimmer.
"I'm so glad you're not going out," she
went on, coming over to him and rub
bing her cheek against his sleeve. The
little movement was a pathetically
Bute appeal for some caress. "What'd
Buarred) by DnM Beluoo.
they sayT" she asked, suddenly, as
she realized that her tender yearning
met with no response.
But her husband was in no com
municative frame of mind.
"You're not mad with me, are yer?"
she questioned, wistfully, very much
like an eager child who has been re
pressed.
"No," Slade replied, briefly and with
out much Interest.
Mary breathed a quick sigh of relief,
"Ah, then, we'll have a nice, quiet,
pleasant evening," she declared, add
ing coaxlngly; "Let's go upstairs and
have a game of euchre. We haven't
played for ever so long."
Slade looked at her, his eyes drawn
Into a deep frown. It was true he
wasn't angry with her, but he was
angry at the thwarting circumstances
manner Irritated him now her quiet
contentment, her calm acceptance of
her failure to meet hie guests and fill
her place as mistress of his home mad
dened him. He was all the more de
termined to fight for something else
to begin his campaign for a governor
ship and another woman that moment.
"You can amuse yourself after I'm
gone," he answered over his shoulder.
"Then you are going out?" Mary's
voice echoed the disappointment she
felt.
"Yes." Blade continued to be mono
syllabic "But I want to have a talk
with you. Mary we've got to come
to some understanding."
"Why, what?" Mary began, and
then stopped. ' For the first time she
noticed his changed manner and his
averted eyes. She started to fumble
with her workbasket.
"I can't put it off any longer. I
er " Slade stopped Bhort. He was
finding this attempt at an "under
standing" much more difficult than he
had anticipated.
"What is it you're trying to say,
Dan?" Mary's voice was firmer than
his. "What's in your mind? You keep
hlntiug at something lately and you
never finish it. What is it?"
"You're a rich woman in your own
name, Mary. Are you satisfied with
what I've settled on you?"
"Why, yes," came the quick re
sponse, as Mary's puzzled eyes
searched his for a reason for the
strange question. Then she added:
"You've been mighty good to me, Dan."
"How would you like to go and live
In the country, Mary?"
Glad surprise filled the woman's
eyes. Her thin cheeks flushed as she
claeped her hands excitedly.
"Oh, Dan, you know I'd like it.
You're awfully good, father. I knew
you'd back down and give in. This
Is no place for us."
"You leave me out of the question."
And to his credit the man became
shamefaced.
"I can't leave you out of the ques
tion," she protested quickly, not an
Inkling of her husband's real meaning
having entered her head. In her per
fect love and loyalty she was Imper
vious to any hint of neglect or disloy
alty from him. Had she known his
thoughts her first care would have
been to soothe him as one whose
brain, overtaxed with affairs beyond
ber understanding, had suddenly
clouded.
For an instant the man was silent.
His face was turned from here and he
was looking out the doorway through
which the stately figure of Katherlne
Strickland had Just passed and through
which he hoped to walk some day
governor,
"I I wouldn't go with you, Mary,"
he finally turned and looked her
squarely in the eyes
"Why where would you be? Where
would you live? Where would you?'
She stopped and then finished. "Pshaw.
That's all foolishness, Dan."
"Mary." Slade was firmer now. His
voice had a ring of finality, but Mary
didn't understand. "I can't go on apol
ogizing for you eternally! You can't
have a headache every nlghtl I must
either have a wife who can be the
head of my household or none."
Into the woman's heart there leaped
a sharp tear, followed by the childish
idea that perhaps, because she wouldn't
go to the opera, she was to be pun
ished sent away alone until she was
forgiven.
"You're tired of me," she suggested.
"If that were true and you filled the
bill, we could put up with each other,1
he returned brutally, "but It isn't so."
"Don't you love me?" she half
breathed the question timidly.
For a brief instant something caught
at Slade's heart and tugged and tugged.
He turned with a look of Infinite ten
derness and said, simply: "Yes, Mary,
I do." His tone was genuine and sin
cere.
Mary laughed a little, happy laugh
At the sound Slade's mood changed
like a flash. It grated on his already
overwrought nerves. It seemed to dis
miss ths controversy, to end the argu
ment, to ring the death-knell of the
dream that had come to him, The
careless way in which she apparently
dropped the discussion of going away
nettled him. Prompted by a sudden
Impulse, he snatched her workbasket
from ber lap and flung it the full
length of the room. "D n that bas
ket! " he exclaimed. "Can't I ever ses
you without It?"
"Dan!" Mary's gasp of amazement
was the only sound In the room. It j
was the first time he had ever been
harsh with her. She shrank back hurt
and frightened. "Why, good Lord,
Dan, you never did that before."
Then, with quiet dignity, she began
to pick up the basket, the hated darn
ing cotton, the needles and scissors,
and the little worn thimble. Slade,
watching her slight, stooping figure,
ought to have been ashamed, but his
anger was firming hot and he didn't
as much as offer to help.
Mary's mood changed, too.
"I believe you're doing it to get your
own way, she sputtered, but you
ain't going to get it. I've got as much
right to my life as you've got to yours."
As she came up to him, he stood
grim and Bllent, suddenly determined
that If she wouldn't go he would. If
she refused his offer of a home In the
country, then she could have this great
house to herself and be would live at
the club.
There ain't anything you could ask
of me I wouldn't do except " Mary's
troubled face was looking Into his. -
Except what I ask," be finished, sar
castically, and hurried from the room,
curtly ordered his dressing bag packed
and then, ha1, in hand, hie overcoat on
his arm, came back into the room.
"Did It ever occur to you, Mary, that
you're a mule?" he asked. "You're
sweet and good tempered and amiable
but you'd have given the mule that
came out of Noah's ark points on bow
to be stubborn."
"How often, have I failed you In
these years. Dan?"
"You're falling me now. You won't
look at things with my eyes."
"We're not one person, we're two,
Dan," Bhe reminded him, quietly.
"Well, that's the trouble, we ought
to be one. That's Just what I'm get
ting at. We ought to be of one mind."
"Whose? Yours?" and Mary's sweet
mouth puckered into a very little
smile,
"I'm done," Slade decided, hope
lessly. "I can remember the time when you
would have thought that was cun
ning," she reproached him.
"I'm going to my club, Mary," he
announced, disregarding her playful
attempt to smooth things over.
Mary gazed at him, bewildered by
his swift changes of mood, hurt by
his attitude, almost angry because he
was so unreasonable.
Then love came rushing up Into her
heart. After all he was her Dan. What
did this crossness or his nervousness
matter? She went up to him, pulled
hie scarf a bit closer round his throat
and as he turned away with a mut
tered word, waited patiently. Then,
laying her hand on hiB arm such a
thin little hand, with his wedding ring
hanging loosely on it asked: "Shall
I wait up for you?"
Slade's face worked convulsively.
She didn't understand, poor little soul.
He was going away for good, for all
time, and she was asking If she would
wait up for him. More than once be
fore sh had asked that question of
him, the question that from a wife's
Hps, carries with It unspoken, tender
pleading. For a space he was torn
with emotions he could not define, had
hardly expected himself to feel. Some
thing bade htm turn back upon ambi
tion and pride and clasp Into his arms
this little woman who had worked for
him, with him, who had had faith In
him when he was poor, and who bad
struggled and cooked and slaved for
him that he might rise to his present
position.
But he struggled against the feeling,
fought It back and conquered.
"No, don't wait up for me."
"All right," Mary agreed. "I won't,
If you don't want me to," and then,
with a roguish emile, "but I will wait
up for you all the same."
Slade was touched, but he stiffened
hts shoulders. Wealth he had won,
honors, he meant to have and Kath
erlne Strickland.
"Good-night, Mary," he called, coldly,
as he hurried out of the room.
Left alone, Mary stood watching
him, a forlorn little figure.
"Why, he didn't kisB me." She hur
ried to the door. "Dan, you forgot
something, Dan!"
Slade, hastening to the door, halted,
hesitated, turned back.
'You come right back here and kiss
me, Mary demanded, affectionately
'Such didoes; You kiss me." She
raised her face for the kiss she thought
was "good-night" and which he meant
as "good-by." Slade stooped and laid
his lips on hers, gently, reverently,
then hurried out, almost as if he were
afraid to stay a minute longer.
"Such didoes," Mary laughed to her
self. She looked around the great
empty room. It suddenly struck her
that she had never really been happy
in this room. Riches had proved a
burden rather than a pleasure. They
had robbed her of Dan's devotion, his
confidence, his gaiety. She hastened
to turn out the lights, shuddering as
she did so. She grabbed her work-
basket from the table and suddenly
overcome with fright In the great
silent shadowy room, fled to the lighted
hall, calling: "Susie, Susie"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Trade Secret
"Now the first thing to learn about
the shoe trade is this. As soon as a
customer comes in take oft his shoes
and hide 'em."
"What's that for M
"Then you can wait on 'em at your
convenience, my boy. They can't walk
out Louisville Courier- Journal.
Man and His Age,
After a man reaches ths age of fifty
be begins to see insults In ths news
papers to ths sffect that he Is an old
man. Topeka Capital.
The first use of asbestos was In ths
manufacture of crematory robes for
ths ancient Romans.
CHEAP POULTRY FEED
SUBURBAN'POULTRYMAN HAS AD
VANTAGES OVER FARMER.
Much Waste In Cities In Form of Gar
bage, Stale Bread, Buttermilk and
Sklm Milk Available at Very '
Low Prices.
(By ISAAC MOTES.)
While the farmer-poultryman at a
distance from the city has some ad
vantages over the near-city poultry
man, the latter is not as badly handi
capped on bis home acre as you might
think.
The farmer can, of course, raise
most of his feed, and bis chickens
have plenty of room to rustle their '
foods in the fields, orchards, pasture
and barnyard, but on the other band
the suburban poltryman is much
closer to market and can take advan
tage of rush orders from merchants
either for eggs or dressed poultry, and
he Is thus In position to get top mar
ket prices for the product of his flocks.
And the near-city poultryman can
get cheap feed If he knows how, for
there is so much waste In cities in the
form of garbage, stale bread, butter
milk and sklm milk. In a city con
taining a number of bakeries a poul
tryman can get large quanlties of stale
bread merely for hauling it away, or
if he pays for it, It will be only a
nominal sum.
I have in mind now a woman in my
city who owns a restaurant, not a
very large one, either. She also has a
chicken farm about 12 miles from the
city, and she sends out to the farm
once a week from six to ten potato
sacks of waste bread for her chickens
bread which but for utilizing It thus
would be thrown away. The result Is
that she makes a big profit on the
chickens and eggs Bhe sells.
This bread is exceedingly fine for
chickens, especially when soaked In
warm skim milk, slightly sweetened.
And it Is as good for fattening chick
ens as for brood henb and young chick
ens. It Is also fine for hogs.
Another kind of chicken teed which
the near-city poultryman can get in
large quantities is fresh buttermilk In
cities where there are creameries or
butter companies.
Such companies sell a great deal of
buttermilk, but nothing like as much
as they could sell, and a great deal of
it Is turned Into the sewer, so if a
poultryman with 200 or 300 chickens
wished to buy it In say five-gallon lots
he would be able to get it very cheap
lyperhaps for Ave cents a gallon, for
the buttjermaker would surely prefer
selling It even at this price to throw
ing it away.
This buttermilk Is especially good
for chickens cooped up to fatten for
market, for the acid in the milk is
good for their digestion in the winter
when they cannot get green stuff, and
also while they are cooped up where
they cannot take exercise.
Very few things are as fattening as
slightly Bour milk curds, sweetened,
heated to blood heat and with Borne
refuse grease or meat drippings from
the kitchen added. Such fat-making
food is better for fattening chickens,
however, than for hens with broods.
Another advantage the small poul
tryman has near the city is that he
Is accessible to dairies where he can
get sklm milk from separators, which
Is also exceedingly good for fattening
chickens, In making up mashes of dif
ferent kinds. The butter companies
have a great deal of It for sale, and
' Blue Orpington Hen.
the price Is low, while In country
neighborhoods there is little or none
of it for sale.
This Bklm milk is also fine for plgr.
and calves, and every near-the-city
poultryman should have at least one
pig fattening in a little pen with a
concrete bottom somewhere on his
premises. It is easy to keep BUch a
pen clean and sanitary in a city where
it can be flushed with a hose and
washed out every day or two.
A pig will fatten on stuff which
otherwise Is thrown away, just as 100
or 200 chickens can be kept on tha
acre lot at an an absurdly small ex
pense. Piggery Sanitation.
The sanitation of the piggery
should be guarded as carefully as the
sanitation of a hospital. Damp and
ill ventilated sleeping quarters ara
fatal to pigs and unless the owner
will see to It that hogs always have
a dry and well ventilated place to
sleep he had much better keep out of
the business.
Ducks for Market
Don't keep any ducks that are In
tended for market after they are
I twelve weeks old. If you do, you loss
many rapidly. Begin to fatten them
when they are eight weeks old and
they will be In good condition when:
tea wsekg old, L