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SONG OF THE RETREATING RUSSIAN ARMIES.
We're marching on to freedom, in the dark before the dawning;
The shells are bursting round us, and the islirapnel shriek on high.
We're marching on to tredom, through the black and bloody morning;
A crimson thread is in the east, and creeps across the sky.
We're hopelessly defeated ; let the joyous news he shouted.
Our armies are in full retreat and soon vc shall he free.
Outfought and outmaneuvered. outflanked and raked and routed,
Three hundred thousand beaten men are singing like the sea.
Our forces fill the valleys full; the plain is overflowing;
Our bayonets clothe the trampled earth like lield.s of sTopinj corn.
Above the distant mountain-tops the light is slowly growing;
A scarlet cord is in the east, and soon it will be morn.
O. grave, where is thy victory? O, death, where is thy stinging?
We (lie that Russia may he free: ot lose that she may gain.
There's blood upon the road we take, but still we take it singing,
Our triumph is in our defeat, our glory in our pain.
We're, inarching on to freedom through the blood-red light of morning;
The cannon roar behind 113, and the dead are falling fast.
You can see our patient faces, in the crimson 5f the dawning;
We've suffered through the weary night, but day has come at last.
For we're beaten beaten beaten! Let the joyous news be shouted;
We've lost the tyrant's battle now, and scion we shall be free.
Wronged, robbed, oppressed, tormented, imprisoned) exiled, knouted,
A hundred million Russian Slavs are rising like the sea.
Bertrand Shadwell, in the Boston Transcript.
ELIZA WEBBjS MISFORTUNE a?
By MARJORIE RICHARDSON. lJ
'" ? 'iQ HE queer little red cottage
4 nn J, w"'f" M'sa Eliza Weld)
O j o lived was built hi the old
J? New England fashion, with
IgQXi" a lean-to and a porch. Be
hind it .crew a row of cherry trees, and
on one sfde ran a' picturesque hedge of
. lilac Implies; but on the right, stretch
ing the entire length of her tiny farm,
.was a high board fence.
Miss Eliza Webb frowned at the
fence and at the great house and stable
which loomed up behind it.
'JMiese big buildings cut off a largo
portion of the river view from the red
cottage, but Miss Webb could still have
seen part of the valley from her win
. tlows had that obnoxious fence been
' removed.
"Insuitin"!" murmured Miss Webb:
"Right down Insuitin'! And just be
cause I told hint plain out wh!ft' I
thought of him."
She fixed her eyes on the fence and
"went on watering the gay nasturtium
bed, till little muddy rivulets ran away
from it and settled about her slippered
feet.
Fifty years before all those broad
ncres stretching from the lilac hedge
across the hills to the little river wind
ing through the valley beneath had
belonged to Miss Webb's father. He
bad often stood on the porch of the red
cottage, with bis wife and daughter
beside him, building air-castles on the
very spot now occupied by the great
house. But years brought losses to
Simeon Webb, and the site of his air
castle had to be sold. ,
Miss Webb had never greatly felt the
loss, however, until this summer, when
lier limits were defined by the hideous
fence, and the hill beyond was cut into
for the foundations of the Traffords'
Louse and stable.
Old Mr. TrnfTord was anxious to buy
the land clear through to the lilac
hedge. lie tried to persuade Miss
Webb, into whose hands the property
had descended, to sell her small farm,
and have the red cottage moved to an
other spot in the village.
But she refused to consider the propo
sition, and her refusal was given in
such an indignant way that the old
man's wrath was roused, and he built
the fence out of spite. On Mr. Traf
ord's side a trellis of grapevines ran
the entire length of it, but on hers no
trailing vines or flowers covered the
, "rough, unpainted boards.
V "Mercy me!" cried Miss Webb, sud
J denly conscious of the told stream
' iiickling into her cloth slippers. She
held hfr alpaca skirts high in one hand,
w and stepped gingerly on to a bit of
' dry ground.
' "Mercy me! I don't know but. what
I'm losin' my senses over that pesky
fence and those toplofty Traffords.
They needn't have been so scared. I
wouldn't have gone near 'em, fence or
no fence. They ain't what I want to
see. It's the river and the vallej-, that
I've been used to lookin' out on ever
since I was born." She picked up the
watering-pot and walked angrily into
the house.
That afternoon her theory of the top
loftiness of the Traffords was shaken.
'At exactly 4 o'clock, which war, "visit
Jn' time" in Daneville, her front gate
clicked. Feeping out from behind the
drawn window shade, Miss Webb saw
young Mrs. Trafford ccniing slowly up
the walk.
"My land! If there ain't the Widow
- Trafford. the old man's daughter-in-law!
Well, she can knock and knock,
for all she'll get in here."
Mrs. Trafford was aware of the angry
I eyes fixed on her from behind the buff
windbow shade, but she repeated her
knocks several times. At last, despair
ing of effecting an entrance by the
usual method, she took a step back
from the little porch, looked up sud
denly at the window, and nodded pleas
anriy. Then she nodded again,
t Miss Webb left the window and stood
jL?" In the middle of her best room,
trembling with indignation.
"Of all the sass and impudence!"
she gasped. "I'll have to open the door
now. nn she knows it."
With reluL-iiuit hands she turned the
rusty kry.
"How do you do?" said her visitor,
smiling . brightly into the grim face
above hor. "We are such near neigh
bors that I think it is about time we
knew each other. I should have waited
for you to call first, but as you did not,
I feared you might be ill, or too
busy "
"Always well, and I ain't ever par
tic'Iarly busy," interrupted Miss Webb.
"Oh!" returned Mrs. Trafford. "Oh
well, I am very glad to hear that! Good
health is a great blessing."
Miss Webb swung the door back and
forth suggestively, without answer
'ng. Mrs. Trafford heid out a basket
of delicious looking strawberries.
"Won't you. accept this?" she said,
persuasively. "It is early for straw
berries, I know, but our gardener is
very fond of these, for they are un
usally sweet."
"I wouldn't touch one of 'em," said
Miss Webb, fiercely, "no more than I
would a stone right out of the street!"
"Really?" Mrs. Trafford flushed, then
said sweetly, "I know they do disa
gree with some people. You are very
wise in refusing them, then, for indi
gestion is so unpleasant. Good-by! I
hope now we shall meet often." Then
she beat an honorable retreat down the
gravel path, leaving the enemy angry
and puzzled.
"I believe, after all, she didn't get
hold of my meanin about them straw
berries, and put it all down to dys
pepsy!" ruminated Miss Webb, wraih
fully. Young Mrs. Trafford waited until the
protecting fence shut out the red cot
tage before she gave way to her laugh
ter. "Foor woman!" she said, at last. "I
don't wonder she bates is. It must be
hard enough to have Mr. Tra fiord's
house and stable planted in her very
dooryard, without having that hideous
fence added. It shuts off her entire
view, but I suppose that is just what
he wanted. He is such a vindictive
old man if any one crosses him. I
wonder if in some way I could get
some vines planted on her side of the
fence as they are on ours. That would
go far to hide its ugliness if Mr. Traf
ford insists on keeping it up."
On Saturday afternoon, when Miss
Webb returned from the weekly sewing
circle, she found a line of trelliswork
running the entire length on her side
of the fence, and saw the Traffords'
gardener working" busily at one end
of it.
"Mrs. Trafford's orders, miss," he
said, touching his hat, as she strode
across the grass toward him. "She
hopes you'll like it, miss, and I'm to
finish it up on Monday."
Miss Webb folded her long arms and
surveyed his work in contemptuous
Silence.
"I'm to finish Monday, miss," repeat
ed the man, uneasily, and then he
shuttled out of the yard.
It took him an hour to clear away the
heap of broken trelliswork and vines
which, he found the next morning, had
been flung ruthlessly over the fence
into Mr. Trafford's yard.
Mrs. Trafford grew a litile discour
aged at the failure of her friendly at
tempts, but she woidd not give it up.
"Why, Mr. Trafford," she said, a few
evenings later, at the end of one of
their discussions on the subject, "no
wonder the poor old woman feels bit
ter toward us. I heard through the
minister's wife yesterday that she
thinks you put up that fence to keep
her out of your grounds. She has
always been in the habit of going to the
village by the path through the
meadow; now sho has to go by the
road, a quarter of a mile farther. I
wish you would allow Benson to make
a gateway at that end, if nothing
more."
"Well, well. Have it your own way,
Lucy!" grumbled Mr. Trafford. "Cut
the gateway, but don't let me acar anjr
more about it."
So Mrs. Trafford sent a note to Miss
Webb, telling her that she would be
glad to have' her make use of the gate
which Benson was making at the
farther end of the fence.
She received no answer, but the day
after the opening was completed slit
saw Miss Webb come out of her
kitchen door with a box of nails and
a hammer in her hand. "
She listened to the sharp, vindictive
blows of the hammer, and reluctantly
acknowledged to herself that her last
effort, like her first, was a failure.
That afternoon, as young Mrs. Traf
ford walked in the garden with her
father-in-law, he stopped in front of a
newly completed trellis, behind which;
the rejected gate was hidden, and
smiled derisively.
"Your friend, Miss Webb, keeps Ben
son quite busy," lie commented. But
Mrs. Trafford pretended not to hear.
Three months passed without further,
intercourse between the great house
and the red cottage, and old Mr. Traf
ford had nearly forgotten his neigh
bor's existence. Not so with Miss
Webb. As the days grew colder, and
the light frosts of autumn turned the
leaves of the oaks and maples to bril
liant reds and yellows, she felt more,
keenly than ever the loss of her once
extensive view.
"I've read somewhere in some book
that country people don't care for the
beautiful scenery, because they're so.
used to it,!" she muttered. "Some city;
folks wrote that, I'll be bound. 'Tain't
so. Tlie trees in the valley all flam in'
and yellow used to make me feel so
chipper! It's lonesome and smotheriu','
bein' boxed in like this."
She locked the back door of the cot
tage, and set out for a half-day's visit
to her sister in South Daneville. As
she Avalked down the frozen road and
passed the end of the fence, she gave
a sudden start, and stared hard at the
last post. At its foot a little pile of
leaves and shavings was smouldering.
An expression came into her face of
mingled triumph and hesitation. Then
her features settled into a hard smile.
"Traffords' folks is all away to-day,
and it's none of my concern. It won't
blaze up, anyhow, I guess," she said,
half-aloud, and setting her lips firmly
together, she moved away.
Mrs. Daws noticed that her sister
was strangely absentminded that af
ternoon. Susy Daws madexa cross sig
nificantly with her two forefingers and
shook her head warningly at her small
brothers when they ventured too near
Miss Webb's rocking chair.
But Miss Webb hardly noticed them,
and even forgot to make her usual
comment on "Mandy's slack way of
bringin' up children." She fidgeted
nervously until it was time to take the
5.20 train back to Danevple.
When she stepped out of the car at
the Daneviile station, she noticed with
surprise that a little group of her neigh
bors was standing on the usually de
serted platform. Deacon Farrar came
forward to meet her.
"Miss Webb," he said, in a sepul
chral voice, "somethin' terrible's hap
pened." "Let me tell her!" cried the deacon's
wife, elbowing her way to the front.
"A man don't know how to break
things to a body. 'Lizy, the Traffords'
fence is all burnt down. They think
one of the men workin' on the road
must have left his pipe on it, and it
got set that way. Anyhow, it's gone.
And the wind came up to blow, and
the house caught, and it's burnt to the
ground."
"Land o' Goshen," cried little Miss
Foss, the village dressmaker, "she's
goin' to faint clean away, I do believe!"
Miss Webb's face had turned white,
and she was swaying back and forth
with tensely clasped hands.
"Oil," she moaned, "I never thought
of such a thing! How could a fence
so far off from everythhig have set fire
to the house? And me a member of
the Orthodox Church!"
"There, there!" said the deacon,
soothingly. "Of course it's a dispensa
tion, Miss Webb, but do try to bear up.
It had to be one house or the other.
If the wind hadn't changed, the Traf
fords' house would have gone 'stead
of yours."
"The Traffords' house!" gasped Miss
Webb. "Do you mean to tell me that
it's my house that's burned down an'
not theirs?"
" 'Tis so," said Miss Foss. "Didn't
we tell you?"
A light came into Miss Webb's eyes
and she burst into tears.
"Thank Heaven!" she sobbed.
"She went clean out of her mind,"
said the deacon's wife, afterward. "I
never before in my life saw 'Lizy shed
a tear."
A few days later young Mrs. Trafford
drove over to Mrs. Daws' in South
Daneville. and asked to see her sister.
Miss Webb came down at once to the
best room, where her visitor was wait
ing, and as she entered she held out
her hand.
Mrs. Trafford took It cordially, al
though with some surprise, and they
sat down side by side on the haircloth
sofa.
"I have come," Raid Mrs. Trafford,
gravely, "with a proposition from my
father-in-law, which I hope you will
accept. I need not tell you how sorry
we both are for your misfortune, and
especially that it should have been
caused by our fence. But since that is
the case, Mr. Trafford is very anxious
to rebuild your cottage on the same
site. And I can assure you that the
fence has gone forever," she added,
with a smile. Miss Webb had been
fumbling in her pocket all the time
Mrs. Trafford had been speaking, and
she now held out an envelope, stamped
and addressed to Mr. Trafford.
IF
HOW BEIiRY CROFS ARE MADE.
Everyone who has had experience
In growing beriies knows that the
crops that are grown at the least ex
pense per quart are those that yield
the greatest income per acre if the
crop itself is of good quality. It does
not pay to grow poor berry crops, yet
sometimes the seasons are unfavor
able and it is impossible to produce
good crops even with wise provision
and the best of care. Humus has a
great deal to do with the ability of the
soil to retain moisture, and it often
contains plant fowl in most excellent
forms. Stable manure in moderate
quantities, where the soil is not natur
ally filled with humus, will supply
this important element of success.
Crops of clove- or cowpeas plowed
under will do it also. The very big
gest and best berries are often found
where the plants grow wild with their
roots imbedded in soil thar is almost
half composed of leaf mold. National
Fruit Grower.
FERTILIZING ORCHARDS. .
If one is willing to fertilize the soil
In his orchard he should be willing to
apply such fertilizers at the proper
time. While the usual fertilizing of
trees with commercial fertilizers has
no objection, the same cannot be said
of the use of stable manure under some
conditions, which is the fertilizer gen
erally at the command of the farmer.
It is generally understood that severe
pruning in the spring causes heavy
wood growth of the tree and heavy
fertilizing with stable manure in the
beginning of the growing season has
a like effect.
If the orchard is not growing rapidly
enough by. all means fertilize, so as to
get the necessary wood growth, but if
the trees are all right in this respect,
but are not fruiting properly, it is evi
dent that they are making wood growth
at the expense of fruit buds. Obvious
ly, the remedy is t fertilize after the
growing season, for the wood growth is
practically over. , Fall manuring in any
considerable quantity is not advisable,
for it excites a growth of wood which
is not desirable at a time when the
trees are preparing to rest. Indianapo
lis News.
FERTILIZING TEACH TREES.
The peach is somewhat sensitive to
overfeeding with nitrogen or arumoni
ate manures. Trees grown' near barn
yards shoot out very vigorously at first,
but the tissues seem to degenerate rap
idly, forming gum pockets and exuding
large quantities of gum. The trees
have been observed by large peach men
to suffer from winter killing and in
extreme cases are often killed outright.
An application of nitrate of soda at the
rate of 300 pounds per acre in one case
noted by theDepartment of Agriculture
retarded the ripening time of peaches
two weeks.
Feaches regularly ripen en the poor
knolls and hilltops earlier than in ad
jacent valleys or pockets a few feet
away, where seepage nitrogen affects
them. The latter are also more sub
ject to certain fungi. The proximity
of an old stable was in one case the
cause of the fruit being belated, and
while the trees and fruit were larger,
the latter was inferior in color and
quality. In a series of tests the fruit
on the trees moderately supplied with
nitrogen was brighter in color, sweeter
and finer in texture, and only slightly
smaller. In fact, the peach is health
iest and yields the best fruit in soils
which for other crops would be consid
ered deficient in nitrogen.
The plum in this respect behaves
very much like the peach, especially
the Japanese varieties. Two plum
trees were given six pounds of nitrate
of soda which is a large application
strewn in a circle around the trees
about equal to the spread of the
branches. It was applied after the
growth had started and while growth
was moderately stimulated during the
season and they appeared to be all
right in the fall, they were killed, root
and branch, the following winter,
though adjacent trees were entirely
unharmed. On account of this sensi
tiveness to nitrogen, skillful peach and
plum growers are always very cautious
in the use of nitrogenous fertilizers,
especially stable manure. Guy E.
Mitchell.
No Need of Tl'.nnkH.
An elderly clergyman who attended
the Baptist ministers' meeting last
week told of an occasion during the
last winter when the joke was on him.
It was a very cold day, and the side
Avalks being slippery, the clergyman
had some trouble in walking. When
he came to the steps of his residence
he tried to climb them, but was unable
to da so because of the thick coating
of ice. A little boy passing along the
street lent his arm to the old man,
assisting him to the top step, and then
was about to run away, when he was
called back and thanked. "Oh, don't
mention it," said the boy. "I am used
to that. My father comes home that
way almost every night." Philadelphia
Record.
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;.. TOPICS OF INTEREST TO THE PLANTER, STOCKMAN AND TRUCK GROWER
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notation of Crops.
There are various methods of In
creasing the yield of crops besides
tillage and the use of fertilizers; and
one of the most important of these
methods is crop rotation, or the grow
ing of different kinds of plantson the
same land from year -to year instead
of taking the same kind of crop con
tinuously from the same land, and
that some crops will not grow well
after others, and that some kinds of
plants actuaby grow better immediate
ly after the land has been occupied by
certain other kinds. For example,
red clover ceases to thrive after wheat;
also wheat seldom does well when
sown after barley.
All plants remove from the land
more or less of the fertilizing mat
ters when carried off from the land.
But all plants do not carry off the
same kind of fertilizers, nor do they
carry off the same amounts. All plants
do not draw equally upon the fertiliz
ing ingredients of the soil. For in
stance, one crop may consume a large
amount of nitrogen, another may ex
haust the soil in phosphoric acid, while
still another may require potash. How
ever, all plants require some of these
three ingredients, but in different pro
portions. "Root crops," for example
such as potatoes, beets, turnips, etc.
need a liberal amount of potash and
phosphoric acid. Forage plants corn,
for instance needs nitrogen to produce
the leaves and stems, while cotton re
quires a small amount of nitrogen and
potash, but a liberal supply of phos
phoric acid, which goes to form seed
and lint. Hence it is obvious that some
plan of rotation should bo adopted in
order to prevent the hand becoming de
ficient in some one or more of these es
sential elements.
The following rules for rotation may
be of advantage:
Such plants as tend particularly to
exhaust the soil, like grain crops,
should only be sown on fertile" land,
and they should not exceed one an
other, but uay best be followed by
plants that are less exhausting.
On heavily manured fields, such
crops should be planted as can bear
the most fresh manure, while less
exhaustive plants may follow.
It is generally advantageous to al
ternate crops that have top roots with
those that have spreading roots.
No two crops favorable to the growth
of insects and fungi should be per
mitted to succeed each other. It is
very essential in many cases to change
the crops frequently to hinder the in
crease of these pests. There are vari
ous insect injurious to grain which
would increase to an alarming extent
if the land were devoted exclusively
to grain crops year after year. But
when a crop of beans or turnips fol
low a grain crop, the whole tribe of
grain insects may perish or disappear
from the field. The clump-foot, or as
is sometimes commonly known, the
"big root" in cabbage and collards, in
like manner prevent their continual
cultivation on the same land. Farmers
and market gardeners in vicinities
near cities would be glad to grow cab
bage year after year upon the same
land, but they cannot because of this
disease.
One form of rotatiou of crops com
monly practiced in this State, and in
most of the Southern States, is the
growing with reference to their
manurial value. Red clover or cow
peas sown in spring, or rye sown in
fall and plowed under when it has
made a fair growth, are the most com
mon methods of green manuring. The
effects are often very noticeable. By
this method we largely increase the
vegetable matter in the soil, and this
much improves the physical condition
of the soil. L. M. Oden, A. and M.
College, West Raleigh, N. C.
I'ttlizlns Sorglmin For Silasre.
Sorghum will make a very fine qual
ity of silage if properly managed. One
of the best varieties to grow is the Red
head, because of the stout, stiff nature
of the stalk. It stands up much better
than the Amber and some other simi
larly stalked varieties, and yet is not
so coarse but that it is readily eaten
by livestock. Plant the sorghum in
rows about three feet apart using
about twelve pounds of seed per acre.
Cultivate as an ordinary corn crop and
cut wlu'ii ready for the silo with the
corn harvester. Do not cut for silage,
however, until the heads are matured
and 1he seed is virtually ripe. Most
persons who attempt to use sorghum
for silage cut it too green and make a
serious mistake by so doing. Sorglmin
holds its juices with remarkable tenac
ity, and owing to the considerable
amount of saccharine matter contained
makes an unusually fine quality of sil
age. You may plant sorghum any
where from the first of May to tiie
first of June. Fairly early planting is
advisable, as it gives the plant longer
to mature. It is claimed by many, as
you doubtless know, that sorghum is
hard on the land, but in proportion to
the yield obtained it is not harder than
other crops. Sorghum has some mani
fest advantages over corn, as it will
grow better on thinner land, as it is
hardier and in ore vigorous and there
fore withstands drought better, and
as a rule it will outyield corn. In other
words, where ten tons of corn are put
in the silo per acre, you can count o
from thirteen to fifteen tons of sor
ghum. Sorghum can be handled as eas
ily as corn, and will keep just as long
if not put up too green. If placed in
a rotation so as to come .on the land
once in five years it will not injure the
ground. It would be a mistake to at
tempt to grow sorghum year after year
on the same land, unless it were pos
sible to plow under some crop like
crimson clover, and apply heavy
amounts of phosphates and potash each,
j-ear. By utilizing sorghum for silage
on many Southern farms and growing
some peas for hay, the crop can be
fed as grain and the shredded stover
and pea hay used as dry roughness and
a much larger number of animals main
tained than is the general practice at
the present time. rrofessor Soule.
The CaboaKO-I.ow.
The cabbage louse, having safely
passed through an unusually hard win
ter, is now satisfying his ravenous ap
petite at the expense of cabbages, tur
nips, mustard, etc.
This insect must not be confused
with the harlequin bug or with tho
common cabbage worms. The cabbage
louse is a very small, gray, soft-bodied
louse that gathers in, great numbers
on the leaves and stems of the cabbage
and does damage by sucking the sap
from the plant.
On account of the fact that if sucks
the sap, instead of eating the leaves,
it cannot be fought satisfactorily by
using Faris green or other similar
poisons. . : . ,
Last year we had experience with
this insect, and found a very simple
and effectual remedy. Ordinary 'laun
dry soap, dissolved in water at the rate
of one and one-half pounds to fout
gallons of water and applied thorough
ly with a spray pump,' will certainly
kill them. If the soap be cut into thin
pieces and boiled in two gallons of
water it will quickly dissolve, when
cold water may be added to make the
four gallons. It should, then be ap
plied while still warm.
It may not be altogether easy to
make a thorough application. When
the plants-are . badly infested the
leaves-become very much curled, so
that it is difficult to reach, the lice.
Here we see the advantage of. mak
ing the application early, before thi
leaves got curled. But even if they are
curled it is quite practicable to have a
boy, barefoot and with sleeves rolled
up, to accompany the sprayer and rap
idly turn the leaves from side to side
while the application Is being made.
If taken in time, one application will
usually be sufficient. Otherwise, it
may be necessary to give a. second
treatment, a week or ten. days later.
By following these directions many
thousands of plants were saved last
year. Franklin Sherman, . Jr.," Ento
mologist, Department of Agriculture'
Raleigh, N. C.
Cheapest Way to Get Flowers.
We want shrubs on every home plaea
in America because they furnish more
flowers for less money and care and for
a longer period of years than any other
plants. True, some trees have big
flowers and lots of them, but they are
higher up in the air, while a bush is
just where you can see it and smell it.
Shrubs are more permanent than
"perennials," and they are nothing1
like the bother annuals are. You plant
trees for posterity, but shrubs for your
self, also. You get flowers the second
year, if you pay a decent, price, and
if you go away for a summer, the place
does not look like an abandoned homej
The plain truth is that a home without
shrubbery is all wrong. Shrubbery i9
just as necessary to a place as clothing
to a man. Nine times out of ten tho
straight line where a building meets
the ground should be hidden by shrubs.
Garden Magazine.
Fpetlins; Value of Corn and Cob Bleal.
There is no reason why corn and cob)
meal should not be fed to cattle, sheep-
and hogs. It can be fed to these classes .
of stock without regriuding, though!
better results will as a rule follow re
grinding, as the particles are finer and
more quickly acted upon by the diges
tive juices. In a finely ground condi
tion the sharp particles of the cob are v
not so likely to injur.? the digestive or
gans. One of tho great advantages of
grinding the grain and cob together 19
that it lightens the grain which is rich
and heavy and not always thoroughly
digested and assimilated. Corn and
cob meal will, of course, give better
results as a rule when fed in combina
tion with other grains, and if used 'for
young and growing stock a liberal
amount of some concentrate rich in
protein should be incorporated in the
ration. A. M. Soule.