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ITOME AND FARM MAGAZINE SECTION 9 p erfect sentences nnd tu n efu l phrases fo r som ething—som ething whieh an ob tru siv ely in sisten t th o u g h t told her had been in th e rough, unpolished lines of H E N eglected W ife was running big step w as ta k e n — no donbt th e rest o th er letters, received a y e a r a go— aw ay! R u nning aw ay w ith the would be sent» to her. The b ig step short, rugged le tte rs b u rning w ith the w hite fire o f a stro ng m a n ’s love. E SLOW in purchasing high priced O ther i f an in to a b eau tifu l world of W hat would it feel like to have tak en com m ercial fertilizers. F arm m a H er eyes fell on th e lines, “ So, my rom ance, full o f flow ers and sunshine— i t ! nure gives b e tte r yields, accord bird, my little singer of sw eet songs, we an d all sorts o f oth er th in g s w ith B ut it grew late. No more tim e m ust will tak e flig h t from th is land of gloom, ing to experim ents a t th e N ebraska s ta eharm ing names. be w asted. She took down a d ark cos tion. The agronom y d epartm ent advises H er p re tty face w as pale, she had tum e, d ark fu rs, a d ark h a t and veil and somewhere, fa r from its cloudy th a t economic results from th e use of shores, build a nest to g eth er beneath a curious, trem b lin g feeling ab o u t the D ark colored th in g s seemed suitab le for expensive comm ercial fertilizers can stra ig h t line of d eterm ination, and it a w ife who w as ru n n in g aw ay. They southern s k ie s !” O nly a few hours ago these v ery words had filled her not be expected until th e norm al soils w as w ith determ in atio n th a t she drew undoubtedly w ere th e proper wear. foolish little soul w ith ecstasy. Now, of tho farm s are k ept in the best physi down the blind—sh u ttin g out th e d y She donned th e clothes, fasten in g th ey seemed a trifle vague— u n sa tisfy cal condition by m eans of proper and in g lig h t o f th e N ovem ber afternoon them w ith fin g ers w hich had begun to tim ely tillage. The vegetable content — tu rn ed up the gas, and set about m ak trem ble in a m ost unaccountable man ing. Somehow the “ building of a nest b eneath Southern s k ie s ” seemed to her of the norm al soils in m any places is in g her p reparations. ner, reg ard in g h erself in th e glass low and the farm er cau im prove them As she moved round the p re tty room m eanw hile w ith trag ically w idened blue a t th is mom ent a th in g less desirable in th is respect before attem p tin g any th an the going back into an ordinary w hich she and th e N eglected H usband eyes. M any homely room in th e “ land of gloom ,” costly comm ercial fertilizers. bad furnished to g eth er hardly a y ear Now all w as done. One la s t look where a tired man was s ittin g lonely farm ers who applied various high priced ago, she told h erself th a t he would th o r round, and th en —to m ake th e plunge. and dull, brooding over a fire w hich fertilizers and com binations thereof last oughly deserve w h at he w as going to B ut as she to o k th e last look, spring failed to obtain any results for get. Would he miss her, she w ondered, sound in th e hall d ow nstairs m ade her he was alm ost certain ly le ttin g go out. Ah! There ahead g litte re d the lights th eir e x tra labor or financial outiav, pausing an in s ta n t in her occupation! sta rt. H ad some one th ru st th e latch possibly p a rtly due to the dry w eather. N o— her face h ardened—his work was key in ! Yes, th e o u ter door shut w ith of the statio n . How near they were! The O ther M an would be a w aitin g her enough for him! W hy, fo r th e last a bang, a voice called h er name, quick there. m onths she had scarcely seen him. PROHIBITION AND THE HOP footsteps sounded on th e stairs, and FARMER. I t was too bad! N ot for th is had her husband w as in th e room. S uddenly her hand shot up; the tra p The Hop G row ers’ Convention a t she m arried! True, he had w arned her “ W e ’ve saved her. R u b y !” he said flew open. A urora on S aturday, Ju n e 6, discussed th a t a d o c to r’s life w as a busy and ex ex cited ly ; “ w e ’ve saved her. S h e ’ll ‘ ‘ I — th in k I ’ll g et down h e re ,” she a a artic le which appeared in the “ O re a ctin g one, b u t never had she th ought live, th a n k God! And th an k God the gasped. gon S ta te sm a n ,” and adm itted th a t tho th a t things could be as f t e y were. strain is over! B u t we have won. He She le ft th e am azed d riv er looking statem en ts made there were true. Hero W ork, work, w ork, m orning, noon and pushed th e h a ir o ff his forehead w ith w onderingly a t ju s t double his proper are some of tho things which the brew n ig h t—yes, night, too, for o f la te he a gesture of relief. fare, crossed th e road find in fiv e min ers and hop grow ers who dom inated t le had even taken to sleeping dow nstairs “ W h at— w h at do you m ean ! Who utes ’ tim e was h u rrying back over the convention adm itted: in the surgery, because he said the night will l i v e ! ” th e g irl stam m ered, her Less th an tw o per cent of Oregon w ay she had come, as fa s t as the fa s t calls were so freq u en t and would spoil b rain w orking desperately fo r a way- hops are used in Oregon. More th an e»t ta x i would tak e her. half of them go out of the U nited her rest. A bsurd! I f ho had really out of th e tra p in which she found The latch k ey wag still in her pocket. S tates. P ro h ib itio n would not h u rt tho m inded he could have made some ar herself. W ho would have d ream t of his rangem ent, get some one to help him re tu rn in g a t th is hour—th e firs t tim e She slipped it in, crep t lightly through hop m arket. The largest brew ery in tho has been ad v ertisin g im ported the hall— th e sittin g room door was s ta te nag or som ething. A nd in th e rare moments fo r w eeks and m o n th s! hops. I f the sta te w ent dry and no new shut now— u p stairs to her room. th e y spent to g eth er ho was g rave, pre The ease I to ld you of. child! i, . , . . . , |m a rk e t w es found for hops, only two How stran g ely unchanged it looked hop pickers out of a hundred 'would occupied, took no in terest in th e things Surely y o u 'v e not fo rg o tten ! The case —considering th a t a century had pass lose th eir job. Or, to put i t in hours, th a t in terested her. Oh! it was u n b ear I 'v e been so desperately anxious ahout able! th is last month. Lord! but I have had ed since a silly woman had le ft it aud [the average hop picker gets in about sta rte d o ff on th e road to— w h a t! B o t P 4 d a y s ’ work, so he would lose about She lashed herself into fu ry , still a tim e of it. O ver and over again th e silly woman had come baek—c o in c |two an,l 3 h alf hours work if Oregon m oving about her task. W hat did he th o u g h t she w as slipping through our back home. [w ent dry. care fo r her w ork? I t was his own th a t fingers, and I believe it would have Hops no exhaust the land. The crop w as so im portant. Ho hardly knew broken my h eart if she had. B ut s h e ’s .... and th e price is u ncertain. R aising safe now. She w as such a p re tty young p a tie n t hands, hiding it aw ay. She tore hops is gam bling w ith the plow Be- th a t she had any work. W hat w as her p re tty ta le n t for w ritin g , to h im ! He th in g b efo re h er illness, so g av —slie re o ff tho unsu itab ly dark garm ents, put (cause it exhau->ts the land, it is the seldom had tim e fo r more th an in d u l minded me o f you, and th a t w as one on her d a in tiest house frock, combed [most expensive crop th a t can be raised, g e n tly sm iling glance over th e g racefu l renson w hy— ” He brokp o ff and drew out her curly hair, fastened the spark [Only ground th a t overflow s can raise (hops y e a r a fte r year, and it costs so trifle s of verse wliieft » a a d ay were back, seeing she w as not listening. ling earrin g s in her little pink ears Then she w ent down much to fix up “ hop >’ari1 th a t -vou to m ake a book and th eir a u th o r’s name “ Sorry, little w om an,” he concluded, 1 cannot ro ta te the crop. Tho largest a t the same tim e— th e O ther Man bad “ I sh o u ld n ’t ta lk shop, should I ! B ut He w as still sittin g where she had hop grow ers in the sta te have gone I 'm a b it beside m yself. F o rg iv e me. le ft said so. him. The room looked cheerless I bankrupt. O thers are g ettin g out of Are you going o u t ! ” and as she had expected, the fire need business and p u ttin g in more stable As a m a tte r of fa c t, th ere was n o th “ Y es,” she said, h ard ly know ing in g in them to read otherw ise th an w ith w hat she did say. “ I ’m going to th e ed atten tio n . He was gazjng into its [crops. W ashington sta te was firs t in sm iling indulgence, fo r in" all her b u t C liffo rd s.” B ut th e lie hu rt her, fo r dull em bers listlessly, the book ho had hop grow ing; she is now sixth, because | her BoiJ is exhausted. te r fly days th e poor, p re tty little N eg she was not a bad w om an—only a vain been read in g ly in g beside him, faco M ilk the Farm ers. dow nw ard on th e floor. lected W ife had never once seen life and foolish one. We m ight add to th is th a t the hop Ho did r.ot look up as she opened the a t it is. B ut th is she did not know. H is face fell. “ M ust you g o ! I A nd the O ther M an w as prehaps more hoped you would be a t home. I ’ve got door, b u t when a b rig h t little vision buyer m ilks the grow er, ju s t as the er m ilks th e land. H . e contracts passed - him to go down on its knees, igrow i.„_« euuira» is com plim entary th a n tru th fu l. an evening off. Colqulionn is back ., , , . , . . . , 'I fo r “ ops a t 25 per cent below m arket, How ¡skout th is bracelet! these ear ag ain : going to look a fte r his own p a h earth brush in hand, betw een him and a d v an , . „ 20 per cent to pay the pick- rings, rings and brooches! She would tien t* and mine, too, for once. I t 's tho fo rg o tten fire, ins whole face ere, and skins tho farm er. Ifrcwers and [hop buyers a re ru nning th e g ro w ers’ lik e to ta k e them w ith her. T hey were such a long tim e since w e ’ve had an hanged. “ t ’liildied- Y o u ,” he exclaimed. “ I [organization. T hey do all the speaking, all g ifts from th e N eglected H usband, evening together. C a n ’t you s t a y ! ” th o u g h t it w as one of th e maids, [plan all the moves; th e ta n n e rs only i t is tru e and— did wives who were he asked, w istfully. Y o u ’ve come baek—I am glad! W h a t|pu^ UP *beir dollars. These hop growers “ ru nnin g a w a y ’’ ta k e tb e ir h u sa b n d s’ B u t his w ords only helped h er to h a p p e n e d !” | a ,e 8€ ttln K well paid fo r doing tb eir presen ts w ith th em ! She did not know. rally resen tm en t to her aid. N o th in g —n o th in g h appened,” she ™ rk. ° f " r‘?ani?ioK i arro" 8 PnIi The bracelet he had bought her in th e N o ,” she answ ered b itte rly . “ I • 1 T L l lbe b u y e rs’ chcHtnut«. Tb© farm er P alais Royal when th e y were on th eir c a n 't stay. I ’m going out. I t is not . , ? t .». k* 1 » . I W 1 lo r privilege o f being a c a t ’s b rie f honeymoon in P aris. I t had cost m y fa u lt th a t w e ’ve not had evenings back. I th o u g h t you would be lonely I paw. and—and erona— and— I knew y o u ’d ! more th an he could affo rd , b u t as he together. D ay a fte r day I spend mine le t the fire ou t— and— ” B rew ers’ Beat S ervant. clasped it on her y ris t he had said te n alone, and you n ever even ask how But. tears w ere splashing on the k a,' t of " 7 ' icc’ howpver. derly th a t she w as w orth th e exp en d i spend them. And when you do come in . . J *1 1 , , a. I18 d0D* by tb© farm er«, th e ir wives and h earth brush and the shovel, and the th ei, children on election day. Oregon tu re. Ah! she was, in those days! all you th in k of is your p atien ts, Those earrings, sp ark lin g on th e ir v el d o n ’t eonnt. I ’ve had more th an fire was not g e ttin g m ade up properly stayed w et in 1910 sim ply because the v e t bed, were bought o u t of th e earn enough of i t ! ” She tu rn ed aw ay and a fte r all. So the neglectful husband (farm ing people did not go to tho polls, ings o f his firs t big case a fte r th eir began m oving blindly about th e room leaned fo rw ard and drew th N eglected [in eleven rural counties less people ars W ife up bodily into his arms. [registered now w ith women voting th an m arriage— they had n o t been cheap, again. “ Look here, little w om an,” he said, [registered in 1912 w ithout them. I f T his brooch was a b irth d a y p resen t— He looked at h er dr edly for a few you and I have been going the wrong P*10 home Oregon goes h er b irth d a y ; th is p en d an t an o th er— moments. Then—“ Yon are u n ju s t! ” w ay and work lately, and i t ’s got to b* V A - Th.0 farra" a ”d *“ » wif0 \ re “ >• his b irthd ay . These trifle s m arked oth er he said; tu rn ed slowly from ber, and , , , . , . n s i n c e chief d iffe re n t. I vc been seeing it , all . , - . . . reliance of the . . . brew er, who ex- days here and there, th e last not so very- w ent dow nstairs. , . . ... . 7 ,, ipecta them to stay a t home on Novem- fal, beJ)ef on w h u fa r behind her. She sighed and retu rn F iv e m inutes la te r she also stole you said v. h at you did ju s t now. I ’ve ber 3. Hc Jg baai ed the things to th e jew el case on th e down, handbag in hand, and out into been a thoughtless brute, very lik ely ,[h ap p en ed in 1910. table. No. She decided th a t w ives did th e raw m urk o f th e evening. The s it w rapped tip in my own profession. B ut n o t ta k e th eir jew els when th ey le ft tin g room door was a ja r as she passed you h a v e n ’t troubled as you m ight to -■ » 3 .0 0 0 th e giver. and she saw him sittin g th ere alone. e n ter in to th e d ifficu lties or under stand w h at th e strain of it is some Tucked aw ay am ong other belongings H is face seemed to have grown older times. W e ’ve been d riftin g tow ard she came upon a copy o f Tennyson. and sterueT th an it used to be. shipw reck, dear, b u t th e r e ’s not going A ta x i passed ber as she stood hesi T hat, too, had been her h u sb an d 's g ift to be any shipw reck if my wife w ill during th e ir engagem ent. She tu rn ed ta tin g on th e pavem ent outside. Should help me steer. See, little one. Will you th e pages rapidly. W hy, how he had she tak e i t ! No! T axicabs carried one help me s te e r! pencil m arked lines here and th ere! She so—fast. Ah! a hansom— th a t would “ Oh, I will, I w ill; yes, I w ill!” she had forgo tten th a t! H e must have been be b e tte r! sobbed h y sterically , w inding ber arm s fonder o f poetry th a n she had th ought As th e eab jingled aw ay w ith her tig h tly round his neek, and w ondering —i t was a loving hand th a t maile those she took a le tte r from her bosom, long w hether she would ever have the cour m arks. Well, perhaps he was— o f other ing hungrily fo r th e fam iliar th rill w ith age to tell him how very near they had p eo p le’s. N ot of hers! H ers was n o th which le tte rs in th is han d -w ritin g had been to th e shipw reck of w hich he / m o o o G o o se ge9>Z7 ing to him. She hardened herself again n ever failed to supply her h ith erto . spoke. and p u t th e book back am eng the T heir w riter was a m aster of his craft. A nd it w as not nn til a maid came in Hatch the Goose Eggs In 1914. th in g s th a t m ust be le ft behind. Soon H is eh an n in g ly artific ia l prose and to lav th e tab le fo r dinner th a t the fire Want of appreciation and neglect would gracefully fa n ta stic po etry had made (w hich really was neglected) got the Oregon voted wet in 1910 becana* half of ns stayed home. (See Cut;. be le ft behind, too. She would be w ith him som ething of a celeb rity in bin own atte n tio n it needed. some one who could un d erstan d and a d section of the lite ra ry world. B ut on th e follow ing day the w ife 400,000 Voters In Oregon This Tear. mire her, love her as she deserved to be B ut fo r once he failed to h it the who w as n o t neglected had another I f 300,000 vote, Oregon is dry. I f loved, sec ber as she was. m ark. kind c f fire, attended to by nobody b u t l00^ 200,000 vote, Oregon l i w t A fte r ail, it was only a han d b ag th a t The little runaw ay w ife, searching herself. A nd in it she burned, besides | Talk Tour Neighbors Into Voting. she could tak e w ith h er now. The O th fo r the thrill which should b rin g her a g re a t many b eau tifu lly expressed let Vote DRY and EARLY, e r Man had said th a t he would buy her com fort, searched in vain ton ig h t. ters full e f exq u isite sentim ents, a | November 3rd, 1914. all she needed. A nd la te r—when the Searched in vain among th e fau ltlessly quantity of poem*— not Tennyson’a ( P a d A dvertisem ent) Farm Manure to Give Best Results T 5' v h B t