THE
| empty and his blankets neatly folded
upon IL
The sunrise patrol from the east,
who had just returned, made reply
that he had met Captain Abe walking
along the eurf to get up an appetite
for his griddlecakes and salt pork.
Samuel sat down suddenly on the
lounge and opened his mouth.
“Didn’t he have enough exercise
ylst’day, for marcy’s sake! Put’ nigh
killed me. I was that tired las' night
I couldn’t sleep a wink. I declar’, ef
‘twan’t fer that fool newspaper a-
cornin’ out ternight I’d go home ter-
day. Yer a-gwine acrost, hain’t yer,
Havens ?”
Havens laughed In response. Sam
By
LOUISE FORSSLUND
uel glowered at him.
"I want home comforts back,” he
Author of
vowed sullenly. “The beach hain’t
“ The Story of Sarah”
“The Ship of Dreams”
what It used ter be. Goin’ on a pic
Etc.
nic with Abe Rose Is like settin’ yer
teeth into a cast-iron stove lid covered
with a thin layer o’ puddin’. I’m
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a-goin’ home.”
12 CHAPTER XVI—Continued.
The keeper assured him that no one
would attempt to detain him if he
The keeper went Into the office with found the station uncomfortable, and
a somewhat hurried “Good-night,” and that if he preferred to leave Abraham
soon Abe found himself alone again, behind the whole force would take
the light In the kitchen beyond, no pleasure in entertaining the more
sound in the room save that of the active old man.
booming of the surf, the rattling of
“That old feller bates a phono
the windows, and now and again the graph,” affirmed the Irishman. "It’s
fall of a clinker in the stove.
good ter hear that he’ll be left any
The old man was surprised to find how for comp’ny with this storm a-
that he could not fall back into that cornin’ up."
blissful slumber again. Not sleeping,
Samuel rushed to the window, for
he had to think. He thought and upstairs the panes had been too frosty
thought—sober night thoughts—while for him to see out A storm coming
the oysters “laid like a log In his up? The beach did look gray and des
stummick” and the coffee seemed to olate. dun-colored In the dull light of
stir his brain to greater activity.
the early day, with the winter-killed
"Suppose," said the intoxicated grass and the stunted green growth of
brain, "another big storm should cedar and holly and pine only making
swoop down upon you and the bay splotches of darkness under a gray
should break up, and you and Samuel sky which was filled with scurrying
should be imprisoned on the beach for clouds. The wind, too, had risen dur
two or three months with a handful ing the night, and the increased roar
of men-folks!”
of the surf was telling of foul weather
"Moo! Moo!” roared the breakers at sea.
on the shore. “Serve you right for
A storm’threatening! And the pleas
finding fault with the sisters!"
ant prospect of being shut in at the
Come to think of it, if he had not beach with the cast-iron Abraham and
been so ungracious of Miss Abigail’s these husky life-savers for the re
concern for him, he would now be in mainder of the winter! No doubt Abo
possession of a hop pillow to lull him would Insist upon helping the men
back to sleep. Well, he had made his with the double duties imposed by
bed, and he would have to lie on it, thick weather, and drag Samuel out
although it was a hard old carpet-cov on patrol.
ered lounge. Having no hop pillow,
"When dew yew start. Havens?”
he would count sheep—
demanded Samuel In shaking tones.
One sheep going over the fence, two "Le’s get off afore Abe gits back an'
sheep, three— How tired he was! tries ter hold me. He seems ter be so
How his bones ached! It’s no use plagued stuck on the life over here,
talking, you can't make an old dog do he’ll think I must be tew.”
the tricks of his puppy days. What
But, though Havens had to wait for
an idiot he had been to climb that the return of the man who had gone
practlse-mast! If he hud fallen and off duty yesterday morning, still Abe
broken his leg?
had not put in an appearance when
Four sheep. Maybe he was too old Samuel and the life saver trudged
for gallivanting, after all. Maybe he down the trail through the woods of
was too old for anything except just the bay. As he stepped into the
to be "mollycoddled” by thoughtful scooter Samuel’s conscience at last
old ladles. Now, be honest with your began to prick him.
self, Abe. Did you enjoy yourself to-
“Yew sure the men will look arter
day—no, yesterday? Did you? Well, the old fellow well an’ not let him
yes and—no! Now, If Angy had been overdew ?”
along!
But the whizz of the flight had al
Angy! That was why he could not ready begun and the scooter’s nose
go to sleep! He had forgotten to kies was set toward Twin Coves, her sail
her good-by! Wonder if she had no skimming swiftly with the ring of the
ticed it? Wonder if she had missed steel against the ice over the shining
him more on account of that neglect? surface of the bay.
Pshaw! What nonsense! Angy knew
"Law, yes,” Samuel eased his con
he wa’n’t no hand at kissin’, and’ it science; "of course they will. They
was apt to give him rheumatism to couldn’t hurt him, anyhow. I never
bend down so far as her sweet old seen anybody take so kindly ter hard
mouth.
enin’ as that air Abe.”
He turned to the wall at the side of
the narrow lounge, to the emptiness
CHAPTER XVIII.
where her pillow should be. "Good
night, mother,” he muttered huskily.
Samuel’s Welcome.
Mother did not answer tor the first
The shore at Twin Coves was a
time in nights beyond the counting. somewhat lonely spot, owing to
Mother would not be there to answer stretches of marshland and a sweep of
for at least six nights to come,
pine wood that reached almost to the
week, thought this old man, as the edge of the water.
other old man had reflected a few
Samuel, however, having indicated
hours before, is a long time when one that he wished to be landed at the foot
has passed his threescore years and of a path through the pines, found
ten, and with each day sees the shad himself on the home shore scarcely
ows growing longer.
ten minutes after he had left Bleak
Abraham put out his hard time- Hill—Havens already speeding toward
shrunken hand and touched in thought his home some miles to the eastward,
his wife's pillow, as If to persuade the bay seemingly deserted except for
himself that she was really there in his sail, a high wind blowing, and the
her place beside him. He remembered enow beginning to tali in scattered
when first he had actually touched her flakes.
pillow to convince himself that she
Samuel picked up his grip, trudged
was really there, too awed and too through the heavy sand of the nar
happy to believe that his youth’s row beach, and entered the sweet-
dream had come true; and he remem smelling pine wood. He was stiff with
bered now how his gentle, strong cold after the rough, swift voyage; his
hand had crept along the linen until feet alone were hot—burning hot with
it cupped Itself around her cheek; and chilblains. Away down in his heart he
he had felt the cheek grow hot with was uneasy lest some harm should
blushes in the daskness. She had not come to Abe and the old man be
been "mother" then; she had been caught in the approaching storm on
"dearest!”' Would she think that lie the beach. But, oh, wasn’t he glad to
was growing childish if ho should call bo home!
her "dearest" now.
His house was still half a mile
Smiling to himself, he concluded away; but ho was once more on good,
that ho would try the effect of the ten solid, dry land.
der term when he reached home again.
“I’ll tell Blossy haow that air Abe
He drew his hand back, whispering Rose behaved,” he reassured himself,
"Goodnight, mother." when he pictured his wife's aston
once
Then he fancied he could hear her say ished and perhaps reproachful greet
in her soft, reassuring tone, "Good- ing, “an' then she won't wonder that
night, father." Father turned his I had ter quit him an' come back.”
back on the empty wall. praying with
He recollected that Angy would be
a sudden rush of passionate love that there, and hoped fervently that she
when the last call should come for might not prove so strenuous a charge
him. It would be after he had said as Abraham. Moreover, ho hoped that
“Good-night, mother," to Angy and she would not so absorb Blossy’s at
after she had said "Good night, fa tention as to preclude a wifely minis-
ther,’ to him, and that they might taring to his aching feet and the appli
somewhere, somehow, together cation of "St. Jerushy Iio” to his lame
saying, "Good-morning. and sore back.
with God,
<
"Good morning,
father!"
mother, ,
The torture of the feet and back
And “Fair is the day!"
made walking harder, too, than he had
believed possible with the prospect of
CHAPTER XVII.
relief so near. As he limped along he
was forced to pause every now and
The Deserter.
| again and set down the carpetbag.
At dawn the station was wide awake sometimes to rub his back, sometimes
and everybody out of bed. Samuel | to seat himself on a stump and nurse
crept downstairs in his stocking feet. | for a few moments one of those de-
..... boots
__ _ *
*3 hand, his eyes heavy mon -possessed feet. Could he have
his
In ble
with sleeplessne ss, and his wig awry, made any progress at all If he had
lie shivered as he drew close to the not known that at homa, no matter If
fire, and asked In one breath for a there was company, there would at
prescription for chilblains and where least be no Abe Rose to keep him go
might Abe be. Abe's lounge was ing, to spur him on to unwelcome
Old Lady
Number
HERMISTON
HERALD,
action, to force him to prove himselr
out of sheer self-respect the equal, if
not the superior, in masculine
strength?
Abe had led him that chase over
at the station, Samuel was convinced,
“a-purpose” to punish him tor having
so soundly berated him when he lay
abed. That was all the thanks you
ever got for doing things for “some
HERMISTON,
OREGON.
[ alfalfa - seed pest
resembles the gnat
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t
folks.”
Samuel bobbled onward, his brow
knit with angry resentment Did ever
a half-mile seem so long, and had he
actually been only twenty-three hours
from home and Blossy? Oh, oh! his
back and his feet! Oh, the weight of
that bag! How much he needed sleep!
How good it would be to have Blossy
tuck him under the covers, and give
him a hot lemonade with a stick of
ginger in it!
If only he had hold of Abe Rose now
to tell him his opinion of him! Well,
he reflected, you have to summer and
winter with a person before you can
know them. This one December day
and night with Abe had been equal to
the revelations of a dozen seasons.
The next time Samuel tried to do good
to anybody more than sixty-five, he'd
know it The next time he was per
suaded into leaving his wife for over
night, he'd know that, too. Various
manuals for the young husband, which
he had consulted, to the contrary not
withstanding, the place for a married
man was at home.
Samuel sat down on a fallen tree
which marked the half-way point be
tween his place and the bay. The last
half of the journey would seem short
er, and, at the end, there would be
Blossy smiling a welcome, for he
never doubted but that Blossy would
be glad to see him. She thought a
good deal of him, nor bad she been
especially anxious for that week of
separation.
His face smoothed Its troubled
frowns into a look of shining anticipa
tion—the look that Samuel’s face had
worn when first he ushered Blossy
Into his tidy little home and murmured
huskily:
"Mis’ Darby, you’re master o' the
vessel naow; I’m jest fo’castle hand.”
Forgetting all his aches, his pains,
his resentments, Samuel took a pep
permint lozenge out of his pocket,
rolled it under his tongue, and walked
on. Presently, as he saw the light of
the clearing through the trees, he
broke into a run—an old man's trot—
thus proving conclusively that his
worry of lumbago and chilblains had
been merely a wrongly diagnosed case
of homesickness.
He grinned as he pictured Abe's dis
may on returning to the station to
find him gone. Still, he reflected,
maybe Abe would have a better time
alone with the young fellows; he had
grown so plagued young himself all of
a sudden. Samuel surely need not
worry about him.
More and more good-natured grew
Samuel's face, until a sociable rabbit.
peeping at him from behind a bush,
decided to run a race with the old
gentleman, and hopped fearlessly out
into the open.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Alfalfa Seed Field With Check Ridges and Fence Lines Burned Over to De
stroy Hibernating Larvae of the Chalcis-Fly.
the regular seed fields are sufficiently
advanced for ovlposltlon.
This cutting should be done with
the harvesting of each hay crop, be
fore the seed crop is grown.
It is sometimes necessary to have
two or more irrigation ditches run
ning parallel, making it impracticable
to cut the alfalfa between them. In
such cases It is economy to fence
the ditches and use this land as a
small summer pasture, thus prevent
ing the development of alfalfa seed
pods and the chalcis-flies.
Winter Cultivation.
In the process of harvesting the
seed crop many pods containing in
fested seeds fall to the ground. Here
they remain until the following spring
when the hibernating Insects emerge,
although cultivation with an alfalfa
cultivator, at some time late In the
fall or in early winter, will sufficiently
cover such pods and will prevent the
emergence of most of the adults when
the warm weather arrives.
Destroying the Screenings.
After the alfalfa is thrashed the
great mass of screenings which Is left
frequently contains large numbers of
seeds infested with hibernating larvae.
If the chaff, together with the screen
ings, Is placed In a compost pile for
three or four months, so that it will
become heated and decay, most of the
Insect life will be destroyed. Unless
it is possible to treat the screenings
in this manner they should bo burned
before the growing season opens In
the spring.
Many of the alfalfa seed pods
along check ridges and fence lines
may be destroyed by burning off the
weeds and alfalfa. This should be
done either in the fall or early spring.
In purchasing alfalfa seed, farmers
should insist upon having seed which
has been well cleaned after thrash
ing and should never plant the un
cleared product in new fields.
The alfalfa-seed destroyer, known as
the chalcis-fly, does its destructive
work in clover or alfalfa seeds, from
the Gulf coast to the northern limits
of the United States, according to the
United States department of agricul
ture’s specialist who has personally
seen the widespread devastation of
this pest. By harvesting severely in-
tested crops, by cleaning fence lines
and ditch banks, and by winter culti
vation the grower of alfalfa seed may
help to control this insect. A new
Farmers’ Bulletin, (No. 636) entitled
“The Chalcis-Fly in Alfalfa Seed,”
gives the details of these methods
of control, and may be had free of
charge on application to the depart
ment.
The chalcis-fly under the microscope
Is a formidable-looking insect but
when seen in the field it is frequently
confused with the gnat. These pests
may be seen in great numbers flying
over alfalfa-seed shocks and swarm
ing over the sickle bar when the al
falfa is being cut. The eggs are so
small as to be invisible to the naked
eye and are deposited through the
soft, green seed pods directly into
the soft seeds when the pods are about
half-grown. Immediately upon becom
ing a fly, the Insect eats its way out
through the shells of the infested
seeds, then through the green pods.
Large portions of the seeds are hol
lowed out in this manner, when they
are still green and growing.
The infected seeds which still con
tain the living larvae of the insect
may be recognized by their abnormal
shape and usually by the dull brown
color. Some of the infested seeds,
however, retain their natural color,
but they always lack the glossy ap
pearance of normal seeds. The ex
tent to which alfalfa seed is damaged
by the fly Is not generally apparent,
owing to the minuteness of the insect
and because its destructive work is
Easy to Make Good Butter.
The buttermaker should realize
accomplished within the growing
seeds. The alfalfaseed grower can that it Is just as easy to make good
only estimate the percentage of his butter as It is to make poor butter.
crop destroyed by opening a large The main secret is to keep the milk
MADE UP OF SMALL THINGS
Even the Most Insignificant Words
and Acts May Be Productive of
Joy or the Reverse.
A wild bird’s song is a little thing
—lost in the deeps of a frowning sky.
And yet as it falls on a listening
ear and leaves its message of melody,
earth's green seems brighter and life
Is sweeter, all through an autumn day.
The coo of a babe is a little thing—
meaningless sound from a vacant
mind.
But 'tls the only sound that all na
tions heed; the one clear language all
races know.
A mother's love is a little thing—too
soon, alas, forgot.
But It typifies to blind humankind
the love and trust and hope divine
that bear with patience calm and
sweet the wilful wrongs in these lives
of ours.
A passing smile Is a little thing-
lost in a world of toll and care.
And yet the soul with gloom op
pressed and the life grown wearied
with burdens hard will happier be in
the afterglow of a smile that Is
warmly kind.
A kindly word Is a little thing—a
breath that goes and a sound that
dies.
But the heart that gives and the
heart that hears may know that it
sings and sings and sings till at last
it blends with the wild bird's song,
and the coo of babes in what men call
the celestial choir.—Utica Saturday
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Recovered Napoleon’s "Loot.”
Perugia, who stole the Mona Lisa, Is
not the first who for patriotic reasons
has despoiled the Louvre—the great
picture gallery of Paris, which ac-
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by "patriotic" plundering. In 1815,
after the fall of Napoleon, the allied
powers of Europe gave orders that the
art treasures carried off by the con
queror should bo restored to their
original owners. Fifteen states sent
commissioners to Paris to claim their
property, and more than 2.000 pictures
were taken from the Louvre, together
with almost Innumerable statues, or-
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The gallery was left with only 270 pic
tures and had to bo closed for a while
until the vacant spaces could be filled
by gift or purchase.
Limiting His Credulity.
“Do you believe that George Wash
ington chopped the cherry tree?"
"Yes," replied Mr. Growcher; "I'm
willing to believe anything they tell
me about American politica, provided
they don't put It in a party platform."
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Harvesting Infested Crops.
An alfalfa field is frequently found
with such a severe infestation by
chalcis-flies that the grower considers
it of insufficient value to be harvested
and simply drives in a herd of cows
to pasture the crop. With regard to
the control of the chalcis-fly for the
protection of future seed production,
this is a costly mistake. Obervations
show that many of the pods burst
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the ground. Here great numbers of
Infested seeds offer favorable condi
tions for the hibernation of the chal
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will infest the seed crops the follow
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the crop should be mowed, removed
from the field, and staked. It may
then be used as rough fodder; and
if the remaining straw is burned in
early spring the hibernating larvae
will be destroyed.
Cleaning Fence Lines and Ditch Banks.
The following facts emphasize the
importance of cutting the alfalfa along
ditch banks and fence lines, as well
as in the fields:
1. The earliest seed pods are found
to develop on the Isolated and vigor
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places.
2. The earliest pods have an espec
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3. The chalcis-fly larvae are able
to pass completely through the first
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