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By Order of the Czar
By
A Story of Russian Power
MARCUS E ASTLAK E
HE FOOLS HIS CHICKENS.
SO:
we are not ripe for lilcrty. One halt'
la asleep, the other Ii iu the thrnll of
consuming passions, aud nothing t
tempted in the heat of passion cau have
good results. Conviction inviat have
tured into steady calm ere action la pro
ceeded to. It haa ever been a road, blitid
rush at the enemy."
mieu wren a nimn eninusinsiiu i-m. , . ., . ..,. .,...
in Maruscha. "Oh, Vladimir, thou art ". " ; "
indeed changed. Th. cause, then. I uoth- rested by the fowl to alt. Iu season
ing to thee new?" She look mournfully and out. on egg, stones or doorknobs
up at me. or anything else that comes handy,
"Not ao. Maruscha. It is aa ever, ev- tho St. Paul Pioneer Presa. I'vit
A Novel Way to llrek Hen from
Hlttiuit.
I Timothy Vamey, who Uvea three
miles east of Le Sueur ami keep
about W hens, has been greatly twn-
bled, as have moat people who keep
VfiTi v-'.v a rFTTC mc3 I
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CIIArTEH II. Continued.)
I pass Pr. Sehleeman's Kates and
stong the Nevski, . shrinking under the
occasional glare of a street lamp, and
.asping with relief each" time I leave one
bi-.fcind me, and can proceed for a space
nwr cover of Uie darkness. Meanwhile
i black, rolling clouds discharge them
selves, whilst the thunder growls and
vx 'iters after the Bickering flash.
";!.ng may the storm last, for if tt
3uld clear before I have reached my
iiace of refuge, faint indeed will be my
chance. If the moon should shine out
wd illumine my still wandering feet I
lost.
'waked through, with my shirt dinning
n -jit hodv coat 1 have none the wat
er finning in rivulets from my hair,
m.'i.Tow doorway which leads by a flight
at stairs to Maruseha's lodging. Luckily
Uie narrow stone passage has no door to
the street, so I stagger in somehow.
The mounting of those steps is like
i interminable nightmare. I drag my
taJ. up with long agonizing pauses be
tvreea; step by step. There ia but the
nt hope left me now, that of looking
oueo again on Maruseha's face ere 1 die.
Ai last the topmost step is gained, and
I s'u a bar of light streaming from be-
nacta. the door. 1 lay my head down on
lh landing and listen. Her light feet
ere pacing the floor to and fro, now f&int.
now near. I hear the sweep of her
skirts against the door as she turns. Now
she sighs, ah! so drearily. Is she living
through again the awful scene of my
execution ?
Perhaps she Is meditating Belf-destrue-
tlon. MaruBcha cannot live without her
Vladimir. I raise my head and try to
cali ber name. The sound I make
startles and affrights me; it is like the
croak of a raven! I have no voice where
with to call Maruscha!
1 am lying at her door, where I cannot
remain. I crawl close to it, striving to
summon up courage to knock. She is
near nie again. I hear her cry iu de
spair, "Vladimir! my Vladimir! Oh, my
murdered love!" I breathe a prayer for
her and knock. She has paused in her
walk and listens.
"Maruscha open it is IT' I croaked
desperately. I used to have a man
strong, deep voice; this could never be
recognized as proceeding from any hu
man being.
Within I hear gasp; but still sh
opens not. I must get it over at once
at any cost! I strike the door with my
fist She makes a resolve. Takes a quick
step forward the key turns in the lock,
and the door opens wide.
I cannot aee ber dear face, but O, she
sees mine! She sees me when I crouch
on her threshold, a ghastly visitant from
the dead! I feel her eyes on me.
bear her catching breath. She recoils,
and catches at the table for support.
"Feer me not, Marnscha! It Is I,
Vladimir!" She covers her eyes to shut
out the sight of me. "Maruscha I am
no ghost. . I am Indeed thy Vladimir In
the flesh!" I croak in my despair. I feel
tny senses leaving me. "I would tell thee
all the wonder of it but I die I I
pity Maruscha !"
She bends forward. "Wilt thou not be
content, willful oue?" she murmurs. Yet
she goes to her easy chair, facing me,
though she shakes her head.
As she sits before me, bending over
her work, aud I gating at her, 1 see a
shyness .come over her, such as I have
never seen before. The rosy blushes dye
her fair skin, and. as If to hide them,
her head droops lower.
In my love I am cruel and think only
how the blushes are for me. and how i
lovely they look. At length they fade, !
aud I note that she looka pale aud worn.
erj thing to nie. 1 love liberty more than nJ nS Kt il(mj 0r a pin K)W which
life: only my opinion as to how to attain
it is changed. Hitherto I was at the
wreug eud. Mistake thou not the lurid
flare of passion for the pure flume of en
thusiasm? I fear it is so."
Ivan's knock and signal interrupts us.
Mnruscha is leaving me to open the
door. 1 detain her.
"Thou art disappointed in me, sweet
love?" I whispered, watchiug her face
with anxiety.
Her eyes seek the ground. "I I un
derstand thee not," she falters.
i v.. . !..,, nit,i ti.ii.it iiiaV 1 rtrenth.
and tnat there are anxious lines about Th bewiKUriM tur 0 me
her sweet mouth, and violet marks un- , .i.,.., ,llwt. i KM. hers clear
der her eyes. These, too are for me. . .. .. .. nRllht hillM m ,.m
Before me instantly, blotting her out I bu( nliMj love. TheIl suddenly.
as if by au unaccountable impulse, she
from me, rises a vision from somewhere
Jnjnj jjast. I lie panting, bruised, half
with shuddering horror ou her thresh
old. And after? Her brave heart con
quered her dread! She took me in, put
me In her own white bed, nursed me.
A great sob lifts my breast, and breaks
the stillness. She looks up startled, and
the needlework falls from her fingers.
I try to stretch my hand toward her
see her I cannot for tears but it falls
powerless on the counterpane.
Maruscha, I falter, "let mc let me
kiss thy hand!"
She flies to me. "My hand, my Hps!
Whr.t thou wilt; but weep not. Vladimir!"
n kisses me wildly, not thinking
what she does, but only of pacifying me.
"Thou hast been ill very ill; thou
must not excite thyself it is bad for
thee. Think not of the past, it is over
all over, and thou art with me! Think
how I have striven to unrse thee well,
and thou wonldst undo all! Fie on thee!
Thou hast no pity for me!"
Talking thus, she takes her handker
chief and dries my eyes, sweeps the
hair from my brow and lets her fingers
rest on it caressingly.
She seats herself on the side of the
bed. I possess myself of her hand, and
holding it against my lips, my spirit
slips away into the sweet obliviou of
dreamless sleep.
nuts her two hands on my shoulders und
-,..- -mu. ;- njv very soul mid
thy aspirations, tuy God are sureiy
mine!"
She stoops and presses fcer lips to my
forehead, aud leaves me quickly to ad
mit Ivan.
He enters with a coat over hia arm.
and after greeting us, produces from his
pocket a soft felt hat, which lie throws
on a chair. .Now lie comes and stauds
before me, regarding uie critically.
How long hast thou been up to-day?"
he inquires at length.
"Only about all hour. I, have hus
banded my forces for this evening."
Maruscha makes us some tea, and
whilst we take it Ivan tells us the latest
news. Fifty men and women have been
CHAPTKR III.
I wake from a long, long sleep a
aleep which has beeu troubled with
trcnge dreams, sometimes gracious ones,
full of the presence of Maruscha, wlien
I have felt the soothing touch of ber
bands, looked into the deep blue wells of
ber eyes, and vaguely seen, fathomed
there, a wealth of love, and patience, and
pitj. There is a delicious perfume of
roses in the air, reminding fe of the
roses in the air, reminding me of the
borne in Kieff.
But I am not at home. My eyes have
becun to wander from one detail to an
other of my surroundings; the dainty
toilet table with its gauzy drapery tiel
with knots of blue ribbons; the hanging
book shelves against the wall filled with
brightly bound volumes; the crimson
curtain of the portiere that runs along
one entire side Maruseha's room is di
vided br a crimson portiere! The vase
with rows on the little table by my bed.
I gave that vase to Maruscha!
There is a stir at the other aide of
the portiere, and Instantly ber sweet
face appears at the opening In the cur
tains. I see the light of a great Joy
lest) suddenly to her eyes.
"Vladimir!" There is a whole world
of iov In ber utterance. She has my
band In hers, and our eyes meet in one
loni look of unutterable satisfaction.
"Mr dove!" I murmur.
She puts her finger on ber lips. Her
fare Is radiant with smiles, and shining
like the morning star from the golden
setting of her hair.
"Mr beautiful one!"
"Thou must not talk, but sleep sgiln
rny Vladimir!",
She ia withdrawing ber hand, and I
feebly catch at It. She will vanish, this
angelic vision, and leave me In darkness.
"I go but to get thee thy medicine.
aha says, and stroking the back of my
band with ber disengaged one; "Thiukest
thou I would leave thee? I cannot if I
would thou knowest I could not!"
I release ber liugerlngly, and watch
ber glide away, throwing back at me a
tender glance, and a nod ere dis
appears.
I lie nuke still, listening to the ristle
vt her dress as she moves about There
la th faint chiuK of china and she la
t my side again,' raising mt wltb ber
oft arms about my shoulders, whilst ab
puts cup to ray lips.
"Now you must drink this, nor leave
a drop!" she saya, with a llttla air of
authority.
I do not object If It were poison and
held to tny lips by Maruwha, I would
wallow it; but It Is bouillon, and th
fumes recommend It to my stomach
When I have drunk It, she deftly turns
my pillow and lays me back.
"Now thou Wilt Sleep."
Her voice la Ilk tha roo of t, tr'
(love! She takes tip a bit of needlework
from the easy chair, but goes and sits
where she Is out of the range of m
vision.
"Where I can see thee, I pray thee,
Maruscha!" I plead.
be baa quietly tried lUla season, with
perfect nuecess, and which be war
rants will cure tli worst Unlit brnhtnit
cluck that ever vexed tho heart of
matt of all desire to alt, aud nil iu less
than three hour.
The cure consists of a cheap watch,
with a loud ami clear tick to it, In
closed in a case that la white and
almned like an egg. When a ben man
ifests a desire to alt out of season he
irentlv ulacea thla bogus egg under her
sheltering breast and tho egg iloealhu
rest. It ticks cheerfully away and
soon the hen begins to show algnt of
uneasiness, and stirs the noisy eg
around with her Mil. thinking, per
haps, that It is already time for It to
und more nervous aa the noise keep
up, and soon Jumps oft the nest and
runs around awhile to cool off, but re
turns again to her sclf-lnipoaed duty.
It gets worse and worse with her,
and she wiggles about and cackles.
rulHes her feathers and looks wild,
until at last, with a frenzied squawk,
she abandons the nest for good ami
all. That Incubating; fever la broken
up completely.
Mr. Varuey finds use for bnlf n
dozen of these noisy eggs, and clnlnm
that they pay for their cost over nti.l
Handy Wire Btretchee.
On most farms there la mow r 1,,H
wire to be handled either In mo way
of putting up dividing fencea or trel-
llsea for grape vines. A poorly strew u
ed wire la always making trouble, but
there la no need of bavin Ihla annoy
nnce when the tool Illustrated may
easily made with the help of black
smith, and at small eoHt. Tho handle
la two feet long of one and one hulf
Inch stuff, but hard wood must be
used. On tho heavy end of the handle,
which should be formed ns shown, fas
ten a piece of strap Iron with screws
to prevent the wire from cutting nun
the wood. The short atrip shown Just
above the detail drawing of the handle
seven-eighths of an Inch wide; oao eud
Is bent over aeven-elglitha of an Inch
and a hole la bored In the flat side one
Inch from the bend. Thla piece of Iron
la then bolted on to the hnndln as
to nse them he flnK to his annoyanes
aud cost, that they do not work well,
are aoinetlmea out of order, and need
slight repairs. Valuable time must
then be spent to put th" machinery In
proper working condition. A few hour"
spent ou rainy autumn days, or when
ever outside work cannot be carried
on, might have saved him time which,
In the busy seusou, means money.
Hhortliorna In America,
The number of Shorthorns In this
country Is estimated to be 2."h),(. hut
1 think there are not morn than 1W,
(MM, all told. People full to take ae
count of such periods ns lHSiMNUH.
when the purebred cattle business
was at low ebb. Hundred iff breed
ers, finding the business of breeding
unprofitable, sold llielr stock as grade
cattle, and let them go for beef pur
pose. Wtioie nenis in ivansus, on
sourl, Iowa and Illinois were disposed
of In that manner, and all efforts to
keep account of pedigrees wn aban
doned. Thus many were lost to record
altogether. Another thing to bo taken
Into consideration In regard to the sup
ply of Shorthorn cattle In this country
Is the fact that the lire or nu active,
pure bred Shorthorn bull, when allow
ed to run with grade herds. Is very
short, usually not over four year. Af-
arrested on suspicion of being implicated j over during the year, by keeping tho
with the Nihilists. Three assassinations hens at the business of laying and not
CHAPTER IV.
.My life is a succession of deep and
tranquil sleeps and blissful awakenings
to the discovery of Maruseha's pres
ence. And she Is my willing slave in all
things save one. I may not even hold
her hand for long, or carry It to my
lips. If I venture on the. latter, she
gently but firmly withdraws it, casting
on me such a look of fond reproach that
I am fain to blush like a school girl at
my temerity.
Maruscha avoids all mention of that
awfnl chapter in my life, the subject
seems to hateful to her that I have
abstained from questioning her, though
m consumed with cnrlosity to kuow
ow my sudden appearance out of the
grave, as It were, had affected her.
She evidently fears, too, that the dis
cussion of so painful a theme would In
ure me in my still weak state, for I can
see that she Has enjoined Ivan tne
only member of our section besides her
self who knows of my existence not to
let me talk of It to him.
When I would speak of it, he has
ifferent ways of eluding me. He will
ris; hastily, as though something had
ust occurred to him about which he
must consult Maruscha; or he will pre
tend not to hear me, and put a sudden
question, ss:
"Has Maruscha read thee Pushkin s
atest poem? o7 then 1 must bring
it to thee: it is glorious!"
I feel inexpressibly sad to-day, am
Maruscha shares my fpeling. As she
its beside me. her sweet, fair face.
dov. ncast, over ber work, I guess that it
s only my presence that keeps her from
weeping, tier swirt needle glances In
and out of the linen she hns on b-r lap.
She is finishing a shirt for me to take
with me, and there is not much time
eft now. Ivan mines for me this even-
nc and we leave together when the
darknefs falls.
It has been heaven to me, this calm.
blitsful period ol convalescence nil too
short, and here is the end of it. and the
beginning of fresh struggles with the
world.
This move has been talked of for some
days past, Ivan has been urgent, and
my )-! I responds to hi wishes. hat-
ever Maruscha may say, there Is danger
In my sojourn with her. Though the
aituation was forced on us by necessity,
and accepted joyfully by my pure-mind
ed love, we feel that it is one that must
be put an end to as soon as possible. A
sob escaped ber, and in my desire to
comfort her I assume an air of cheerful
ness I am far from apprehending.
This is no parting, Msruwlia. I go
but to Ivan, and whilst I am there we
shall see each other daily. Let us not
meet trouble bnlf way. And when the
parting comes there will still be the pros
pect of our reunion. The world is wide,
and surely I shall find some spot under
a fres sky on which to build a modest
little nest for thee and me. Think of
that time, dear heart Hope for the
best"
"Ah, If thou wsst but safely out of
this terrible land, then I might hope!"
Mnnischa sighed.
"I have great faith In the future!" I
cry. A man is not snatcned from i lie?
very waters of death only to be cast
back again like worthies weed. There
Is some special end la these sudden nets
of Providence. Thou wilt see this, my
second life will not be wrested from me,
I sit down again and draw Manisilm
to my side.
"Mnruscha," I continued, "I have been
thinking much of our future whilst I lay
there, and of how thou wotlldst help
me to make It worthy. That other Ii e
wss all wrong. I mads nothing of it."
"Vladimir!" Interrupts Mnruachn, md
Ijer eyes shine like star. "Thou gavesi
thy life for the rreat cause!"
"And whnt has It availed? Is the
world the better for my sacrifice? The
tyrant still oppresses. Liberty still lurks
In secret places, and will continue to do
so. And why? Uecsnse ss nstlon
of tyrants have occurred iu different
parts of the country, and everybody ia
talking of the daring "leader" iu to-day'
issue of the oice of the People. Ivan
produced the uewspaper aud read it to
us.
And all this falls flat on me. No long
er can I rejoice nt these things, tlicy
only make me sad. The day has gone
by when the walls of a city could be
made to fall at the blast of trumpets. My
heart is full of the approaching leave
taking, and gloomily I watch the twilight
shedows creep up and close around us.
I seem to see the relentless angel of fate
permitting them to waste the golden
hours In useless Incubating.
SPRUNG FROM SAME60URCE,
Whale and I.lon tsnld to He of Identi
cal Origin.
As everyone knows, or ought t
know, the whale la not a llsh, but
mammal, aud zoologists have long pon
dered and disputed about Its family
tree. In Kocene times the ancestors of
mammals were beginning to takt
bhape somewhat like those of to-iluy
ket fat. and his career as a producer,
end then and there. It Is merely a
guess, and a mighty vague one at that,
to estimate the number of Shorthorns
In this country. W. A. Harris.
OOOD WIB8 STItRTClir.R.
pointing to the gates of my Paradise, and to lose the grotesqueness Inher-
v : i i - i . r. . l ,
nan uumiux me ucpuri imo uie unrx
unknown region without, aud, alas! I
may not even take with me my Eve!
Maruscha scarcely speaks a word. She
stitches away at the shirt, and when
she has finished it busies herself pack
ing some things for me in a bag. Aa,
the shadea deepen, Ivan also becomes
silent. He goes over to the window and
stands with his hack to us, blowing a
tune through his lips.
Maruscha comes to me. I fold her si
lently in my arms, and thus we remain,
heart to heart, cheek to check. At length
Ivan savs. but without looking around.
"We had better not let it get too latej Professor Fraas of
Vladimir."
One long, silent kiss I press on Maru
seha's lips ere I release her. "When
ever thou wilt, Ivan," I reply, clearing
my voice, for it sounds strangely husky.
Hearing Maruscha stir about the
room, Ivan judges that he may return.
I begin to get Into the coat he has
brought forward for me, while Maruscha
stands and straightens the hat He
takes it from her hand, and puts it on
my hesd, slouching it down in front to
almost conceal my face. Maruscha puts
up her f".ce and we solemnly kiss each
other. Ivan draws my hand through his
arm, and Maruscha precedes us to the
door.
"Adieu. Maruscha." Ivan extendj
his hand toward her.
She takes it and swiftly, ere he Is
awnre of her Intention, she lifts it to
her lips.
"Adieu, and God bless thee, my broth
er" she murmurs, with eyes brimming
with gratitude.
I. holding his arm. feel the shock that
thrills his body, but bis voice is clear and
calm us he replies, "God bless thee also,
my sister!"
Mariischa standi watching us as we
sh wly deend the stairs. At the foot
I pause to wave my band toward her,
though ber form is swallowed up by ihe
darkness, and we issue forth into the still
evening.
(To be continued.)
lted from their reptilian progenitor.
To be sure, animals wero very differ
ent from those of to-day. Horses were
no larger than dogs and had five toes,
whllo cattle like tlnoceras, twice the
size of an ox, with six horns, tusk
like teeth aud five toes, eropptd the
heritage of Wyoming. Along with
these peculiar plant feeders there
dwelt some very primitive flesh eaters,
to which Professor Cape gave tho
name of creadonta.
The cene shifts to modern time.
Stuttgart, Ger
many, is delving in the rocks nar
Cairo, Egypt. He Is gottfng out huge
jaws bones that have been petrified.
I The Jaw bones are those of whales
' and the rocks near Cairo were, bi
Eocene times, the seashore. The pro
fessor has studied his whale Jaws and
i compared thelt teeth with other fos
sil teeth. Now he tells us In a recent
Abbandlungen that these teeth of an
cient whales are like those of the an
cient carnlverons creodonts. From
this he argues that In Eocene or earlier
times some primitive flesh eater took
to on aquatlng life. From these old
times to uie proacm wuaics unve ueeu
becoming more flshllke.
It Is hard to believe that I he raven
ous lion and inoffensive nnd toothless
whule of to-day had a common nnces
tor, yet they both hnve the same tastm
for blood, only the whale swallows his
food whole.
shown so that tt will awing easily and
the tool Is complete. It Is readily
made and works to perfection. In
dianapolis News.
Put ron is Your Neighbor,
Many farm seeds are raised by farm
ers, It Is well to purchase seed from
neighbors who are careful to eliminate
any worn! pest. In every locality there
Is one farmer who takes a great deal
of pains With his home grown seed.
He funs the cheat from his wheat, cuts
the plantain from his clover Held ami
Is vigilant In destroying weeds that
try to grow In untisued places. Such
neighbors are public benefactors, and
It Is the duly of nearby farmers to
patronize them, and be witling to give
a premium above the market price for
seeds. Again, rcsKinslblo growers of
btuegrass and other seeds advertise
their seed and guarantee their purity.
A a rule, a surer plan of getting clean
seed Is to purchase from a grower of
rather than a dealer In farm seed,
W. II. Anderson, In Indianapolis News.
Helcct Your Heed Corn.
The farmer who has a uniformly
good com crop Is generally the man
who looks after his seed himself. He
does not buy from any dealer whose
circular happens to fall Into his hands
and plant the seed without testing.
The careful farmer picks out his seed
from the best of his own corn or that
of his neighbor, sees that It la properly
dried and cared for during tho winter
and tests It before planting In the
spring. The careless farmer does not
do these things and then kicks because
his crop Is a failure. He ought to
have a man to apply some good lusty
kicks to his person. The seedmen are
not always to bin me. Some of them
are honest The farmer should test
his seed for himself, aud If It be good
give the seed ma n his due; If on the
other hnnd. It be bad, let him dispose
of It the best ho can. A fulling that
growers have I to delay securing their
seed until too little time Is left to ob
tain an adequate knowledge of Its real
value. I cannot too strongly urgo corn
growers to see to It now that well-matured
ears of a desirable type and the
product of a variety noted for suc
cessive large yields be secured for next
year's seeding. Clinton M. Schultz.
Ilvat Feed None Too Good.
When cow are tested for records
they are not fed on straw and fodder
or with tho view of saving In the food,
but on the contrary, the best food
that can be obtained are not consid
ered too good or costly. Grain, clover,
pasturage, Unseed meal and roots as
sist, ench to afford a variety or change,
to promote the appetite and to Induce
the cow to eat as much as she can
digest, hence such cow have great di
gestive capacity, and can utilize large
quantities of fosl. The fact that they
are well bred Is simply an evidence
that they are from families that have
been noted for goisl record. It I the
food that makes the milk and butter,
but an ordinary cow doe not possess
the capacity of consuming and con
verting large quantities of food Into
milk and butter compared with one
that is pure bred.
Good PIk Pen and Trough.
We like the two compartment In n
pig pen, one for sleeping nnd one for
feeding, says a writer In Ohio Fnrmer.
Place tho trough across the end of
Task Too Hard o IOndnre.
The man of the future sat back at
ease In his luxurious arm chair, his
feet arranged before him along the
Hues of least resistance.
At his elbow was a keyboard that
connected him with the outer world.
He touched a button and through a
gold-mounted transmitter was thrust
tils morning paper. He touched anoth
er and a tray containing his breakfast
rose before him.
It seemed an easy thing to do. He
had but to lift his linger.
A phonograph began calling off tho
opening of tho sti:-k market A piano
attachment gave out the strains of the
latest opera. Three friends In distant
parts of Uie empire bade lilm good
morning and communicated some piece
of gossip In response to his Inquiry.
He talked with the manager of his
office, with hi tailor, his airship
maker, hi architect.
With him It wa indeed a busy day.
Finally hi head sank back. He was
overcome by the unusual exertion. Ho
looked worried.
Hi wife entered.
"What 1 the matter, dear?" she snld.
"Isn't everything all right?"
"No," replied the inn n of tho future
testily. "I can't stand this pressure.
I've simply got to have someone to
ir" these buttons for me." Life.
Widows In Korea never remarry, no
mutter how young tiny may be. Even
though they hud been married only n
month, they never take a second hus
band. ' '
Modern Bead Poor.
I wns Informed a few weeks ago by
a gentleman who owns large (lour
mills that the craze fur white bread
Is being carried to such extreme that
many millers are putting In expensive
machinery for tho purpose of actually
bleaching the flour, any a correspond
ent of the London Times.
This Is being done by ozone and
nitrous odd, the object being to muke
an artificially white bread and to en
able grain to be used which would
otherwise give a darker color to the
flour.
The development of the grading
process during the last few years has
Iwcn such that the old-fashioned
stones have been replaced by steel
rollers actuated under great pres
sure.
The germ nnd other most nutritive
constituents of the wheat are thus to
a great extent abstracted and tlTe val
liable character of the bread greatly
reduced.
It Is the opinion of many wljji can
spenk with authority on the subject
that bread, Instead of being as for
merly the "staff of life," 1ms become
to a great degree an Indigestible non
nutritive food, and that It Is responsi
ble, among other cause, for the want
of bone and for the dental trouble
In the children of tho present genera
tlon.
It Is doubtless true that the variety
of food now obtainable In a measure
compensates, in the case of those who
can afford it, for this abstraction of
phospluUes; but I think I am Juslifled
in stating that every medical man, If
asked, will give It ns his opinion that
very whlta bread should bo avoided
and that "seconds" flour, now almost
unprocurable, ' should only be used
either for broad or pastry.
Who would regard all things com
placently must wink at a great many.
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no n-;! and moron.
feed room, next to feed alley, with a
swinging partition, so you can push It
back to put swill In or clean out, and
the pig cannot Interfere. A cement
floor Is all right. We prefer a solid
wood trough, V-shaped, nnd secured so
thut pigs cannot loosen It by their
rooting. A few years' a go we gave the
following Illustrations of an Improved
hog trough. Fig. 1 shows the swing
ing partition or gate pushed bock,
leaving the trough outside, for putting
In feed. Fig. 2 shows tho latch nnd
lever to bo attached to swinging gate
or partition, by bolt, B. Tho rod It,
it, run through staples, 8. A Is a
guard in which the lever L slides.
Push lever to left and the door swing
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LEVEB FOR MOVINO TUB OATB.
When a woman looks In a mirror
sho is never nblo to seo herself as
other women see her.
More women weep over onions thun
over lova affairs.
back, leaving trough where It can be
cleaned and feed placed In It; then
swing the door back by pulling lever
to the rht.
Care of Farm Machinery.
The man who leaves his farm ma
chinery out In the wet Is' looked upon
as being shiftless tbeso days. It hurts
his credit wltb tho merchants and tho
banker. Too many farmers neglect to
oil the polished parti of plows, spades,
sickles, etc., and when be again wants
Points in Sheep KnUlna.
A small, fat sheep will always bring
better prices than a large, poor one.
Overstocking Is usually Injurious to
the sheep and ruinous to the farmer.
Hryuess I one of tho requirements
In the production of tho finest grades ,
of wool.
Sheep are naturally gregarious.
When one Is seen by Itself something
Is evidently wrong.
With sheep, rather more than with
any other class of stock, cure must bo
taken not to overfeed.
In connection to fatten sheep, tho
feeding should not be crowded at llrst,
but, gradually Increase tho uiuount of
the ration.
Poultry rirkliius.
New blood should bo Introduced fre
quently. Crowding Is a foe to thrift and pro
ductiveness. Injurious effects aro often produced
by Inbreeding.
A he'n, to be profitable, should lay a
dollar's worth of eggs In a year.
A little salt given In the soft foi of
fowls Is very acceptable to them.
Supplying lime, charcoal, gravel and
crushed bono will assist In fcatlier
mnklng. In supplying water to llttlo chickens
arrange so that they cannot get their
feet wet.
It Is quite nil Item In bundling a
(lock of poultry to have them as gentle
as possible,
As a rule, It Is not profitable to keep
hens over two years old, unless they
are valuable Mock. -
Whllo In arranging tho poultry house
warmth Is an essential there, fresh nlr
is equally important.
IUw corn meal I not n good feed
for little chickens from tho fact that It
heats and swells after eating.
Top and side ventilation, arranged
so as not to blow directly on the roosts.
Is Just the thing for summer.
Never select a cock with a drooping
or "ewe neck," and also avoid one that
falls to have a good, strong, wide
spreading tall,
Many a case of Indigestion may bo
traced to a heavy feed In the morning,
and the next meal taken from the leav
ings of breakfast after being trampled
over. .
It Is prott,7 hard to give a jrrowlnrj
cockerel or pullet enough corn to make
it lay on fat, especially when running
out, a so much of tho food goes to tho
production of bone, feathers and inua-
cla.