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I PRESS, HE VOLUME XXI. FRANKLIN. N. C, WEDNESDAY. DECEMBER 1$, 190G, NUMBER 50. FRAKKL N AN fle's looking out across the bay Where the .unset lires fall He'e etarlnt (ar behind the hllla . Beyond the Outer Pale Be'a put hli world behind him In . The East-bound steamer's trail. The fetid heatthe fetid life ' ; The fetid fever too '. The lone checked paddy stretches. And the quivering dome of blue The creeping oarabao sledge. na we siuicica 01 spin ramDoo. He cannot tell the Occident The Feeling of the East. , Be can't describe the deathly calm When every wind has ceased And the llaarda crawl through the blpa wall - To auatch their living feast. Erwln His Best Two Years It was carnival time. The streets ol New Orleans were thronged with Bight seers seeking places ol vantage from which to view the parade of the Knights of Momus. . Canal street, the central thorough fare, was brilliant with a myriad of electric lights. Brightly Illuminated trolley-cars fllled the four tracks of the neutral strip, and the grand stands which covered the sidewalk sheds were festooned wLu incandescent lights. Laughter and Bong were every where outdoors and every moment the happy throng was Increased by new ar rivals. But in the office of the World-Democrat was neither gaiety nor brilliancy. At bis desk the city editor ruefully contemplated his assignment book, and tried to Imagine how, without hiring extra help, he was to carry his pape. through the next few days to the cul mination of Mardl GraB without being badly "scooped." Yet hiring more men was out of the question, for the managing editor had flatly refused his latest request to in crease the staff. He was alone In his office, save for two copy-readers, and on his list were at least three assign ments that should be covered. The door opened and a slender youth of nineteen, with a valise In his hand, entered, and stepped up to the desk. "Excuse me, are you the city edi tor?" He spoke as quickly and as ner vously as he walked, but his voice had a note of unconquerable cheerfulness that made It pleasant to hear. He sat down and leaned forward. "My name Is Thompson, Wilbur Henry Thompson. Here is my card, sir. Let me see what did you say your name was? Duncan? Thank you. Now, Mr. Buncan, I've come down here to work for you. I've just come to town. You give me an assign ment right now, and I'll leave my bag here and look up a bunk after I get through tonight." - "Work for me?" exclaimed the amaz ed editor. "Why, my boy, I haven't any work for you! I" t. "No work for me?" Interrupted the visitor. "Why, Mr. Duncan, there's always work for me to do! I'm one of the best newspaper men you ever saw. The fact is, I came down here especially to work for you. No work fo ..ie? Look on that assignment book and telt me there's no work! Now come, give me an assignment and let me, start." The city editor had fairly lost his breath. Never in his career had he thus been besought, nor had he ever before declined a man whom he so much desired at first sight to employ. But he had his chiefs refusal fresh In mind. ' "I'm sorry Mr. Thompson," he said, "but I have orders not to Increase my staff. I cannot take you." "Is that all?" exclaimed the visitor. "And all that work on your book? Now see here, Mr. Duncan, I come from Leake County, Mississippi. Ever been in Leake? It's got more water, sir, than any other county In the state Yes, sir. You're going to laugh. But It doesn't. Never a drop leaks out, sir. Now, Mr. Duncan, I've got con sumption. I've got it bad. The doctor up at Jackson says I've two years to live If I take care of myself, but I can't be cured. When be told me that, I said to myself, 'Two years! What cannot a man do in two years? Those shall be tne best two years of my life' "I'm going to make them the best two years, Mr. Duncan. I'm a news paper man. Trained on Joe Garret's paper up In Leake. I looked all over our exchanges for the best Southern paper. That was yours, sir. 'All right,' I said. 'I'll go right down to New Orleans and work for that paper.' That's why I'm here. .-.. "The best two years of my life, Mr, Duncan. Do you realize what that means? And I'm going to give them to you. Now now do you say you have no work for me? Why,, you can't drive me away. "I've got two years to give you, and you must take them." He spoke with eager Impetuosity. His rapid sentences moved the city edl- j tor. He knew not what to say In re ply, but at last he answered; "Well, Mr. Thompson, I haven't any thing for you, but If you want to hang on, you'd better go out and get a room somewhere and look In again. ..r "Room? In New Orleans In carni val? I'm, not so rich, rfr, Duncan. No, girl I'll Just step down to the levee and engage a berth on one of the excursion boats for the night and leave my grip., I'll be back." Long after he was gone the city editor leaned back In his chair and tared at the door out of which the lender figure had vanished. ; In his ears still sounded the cheerful voice, and he caught himself repeating, "The best two years of his Ht'e." ;l .'- With a newspaper man's quick In stinct for the pathetic, for the humor ous, , for the "human Interest' In a buaiw-ici vi nil vYvui, n. mi m cer tain elation which he was accustomed to experience only when he had found some "Btory" that would stir the laugh ter or bring the tears of hit readers. And Indeed It was such story he tad found. For' had not his visitor ln a man condemned to die, a man vlth but two short years of life ahead i f htm, who yet had rhwrfully accept ; 'i lfft c" :,J 1 ?! to r,f,? KXILK. lie can't deecrtbe the tlllneai Of the endless tropic day. . He'a 'moat forgotten there' a land Where people really pray. He only know, the braaen heat. -And the careless calm dismay. The parrots mock him overhead 'I he lliarda 'neath the eeve . The fever calla him for her own (She never will deceive) . And the day. are month, and the month are years That acorn the laat-"reprieve. , Then If thou have a foal at all And 1 vou ever Care . . And If you have a little time 1 t (Which you can surely spare) .i.t For Goo", sake drop a letter to An exile over mere. Clarkson Garrett, In Harpor'a Weekly. By JOHN L. MATHEWS. tnose two years successful and worth while? Ah, well, here It was seven o'clock and the men would . be coming back soon, and nothing done. "Go to work, Duncan," he said to himself. "You've got forty years and you can't make up your mind to make any one or all of them especially good." A moment later he called one of his copy readers. "Here, fjewman," he said, "I'll have to help out on copy, I. guess. You take a run up to the Harmony club. I haven't a man near there, and there'll be something special when the parade gets to the turn." He entered the assignment add breathed a sigh of relief. There was one less to look after. Now If nothing happened well, he would get through somehow. An hour later he was busy at work at his desk, and did not hear the door open. He seldom did, fcr that matter. In a newspaper office one hears only what concerns oneself. Half a dozen reporters were busily clicking their typewriters, a single copy-reader was struggling with a mass of copy at the table, and Mr. Duncan himself was literally "swamped" In the mass of telegraph "flimsy" and local items which covered his desk. There was a quick step on the floor, and Mr. Wil bur Henry Thompson of Leake stood beside him. "Goodness gracious, Mr. Duncan! and you said there was no work foi me! Give me some of that copy and let me help you out. I'm one of the best copy-readers you ever saw." He waited for no consent, but picking up a handful of typewritten paper, the newcomer walked hastily to the table, while a couple of reporters turn ed and stared at him and the city edi tor fairly gasped. "I say," Thompson demanded of the amazed copy-reader,v"what are the heads? Got a style sheet? Thanks! Oh, these are easy." Duncan had risen to his feet, and now walking to the table, he looked over the young man's shoulder. With a rapidity which was a novelty in the office, Thompson's pencil wss flying along the lines, correcting spelling, punctuating, paragraphing, now and then deftly Inserting a subhead, now crossing out a line or a sentence. In the eyes of a newspaper man It was indeed beautiful work and the city edi tor watched it a moment, and then de cided not to Interfere. After a moment Thompson looked up, cast his eyes about for the basket in which to file his copy, saw a hook Instead, called "Copy-boy!" loudly, and "spindled" a story. The boy took It to the city editor, who hardly glanced at it. v "All right," he said, and the copy was taken to the composing-room. The best two years had begun. "You know," said Duncan, at mid night, "I can't pay you anything when I have another man to send. If I get stuck I can pay you space once in a while, but if you do any other work I can't pay you." "That's all right," declared Thomp son. "Don't want pay till I prove my self. What I want Is work. Two years, Mr. Duncan, and I'm deter mined they shall be two flfle years." For three weeks Wilbur Henry Thompson performed labors of love In the office of the World-Democrat. Oc casionally, when the office was empty of reporters and an emergency rose, tne city editor was able to send him on an assignment for which he could give him space rates; so the yonng man was able to pay his board, and that. was all he asked. He was a bright, cheerful youth, and was In a day a general fa vorite In the office. His briskness did not fall, his cheerfulness was never wanting, bis optimism was never con quered. There wast no- better copy turned In at the "W.D'b" desk than came from his pencil. " He had found a boarding house when the carnival crowd had departed. ..One day there appeared at table a man whom he recognized as a famous traveler. Just returned', from a long Journey through Central and South America. v.v-:,: . . That Is the region toward which much of the trade of New Orleans Is looking. Here was the man who would know about It. He had come Into the city without ostentation and had sot made his pretence known. - It was an Ideal opportunity for the reporter. Thompson engaged the stranger in conversation and drew from him long discussions of the conditions of the markets in the countries he had visit ed; of the manners and customs; of the feeling toward the United States, and especially toward the people of New Orleans; of the prospects of new steamship lines being able to pay, and of the extent of country the various port would serve. , 'i-Xi''t Ho hastened to his room with the Information stilt fresh In his, ears, and for three hourt drove his pencil swiftly aloe j the paper. Then he has tened to ths "W-D" office, "Here you are, Mr. Duncan!" he ex claimed. "Here's the best thing I've done yet. A real Interview." He laid the copy on the desk. " f ' ; "Why, What's this?'' asked Mr. Dart can.'-; " ' , ', .', i Interview. George X Boiling.' Great traveler. You know him." "r.,t f,n's n--t j. Mun." "Yea he is. i found him.", ; "But look here, Thompson. ITa sorry, but the chief doesn't like paying you so much space. He said to quit It So I can't take this- v "Oh yes, you can. I didn't offer to sell that to you. I don't want pay. I've earned enough lor my board al ready this week. That's a present, Mr, Duncan. Won't be able to make many presents In two years. Only one mors Christmas, maybe. Got to get In ex tras. You print that for me." " So it was printed. . It was a clear "beat.". Not another paper had a Una on Mr. Boiling's return. And in ths early hours of the next forenoon Mr. Duncan was roused from a sound sleep by the telephone bell to answer the queries of ftls chief. "Who did that Boiling interview?" wai the question. "Thompson." "Well, you put that man at work. Thirty dollars a week. You ought to have had sense enough 10. put him at work long ago." So the best two years of Thompson's life were provided for. Busy years they were, years in .which he did all that a newspaper man can for the Up building of his city and of his paper, years In which his cheerful helpful ness shone like a sun In the dingy office of the World-Democrat From the copy-boys up to the chief himself, and back to the stero-room and the steam-table, every man and the so ciety editor, too, swore by Wilbur Henry Thompson, and blessed the day that brought him to New Orleans. But as the days went on he grew weaker and thinner. His voice was as cheerful but not as strong, bis step as quick but not as Arm. Ac last came a day when his desk was vacant. Duncan was worried. Half a dozen reporters gathered in one corner, discussing the absence in low tones. A telephone bell rang, and Dun can answered. A weak voice came to him through the receiver: "Hello! Hello, Duncan? Say, this is Thompson. Well, I'm afraid the two years are up. I'm in the hospital. Nice place. Gentlest nurse you ever saw. Good-by, Mr. Duncan! They've been line years to me." The city editor dropped his head on his arms and cried. He could not help it Nor could any of the others when they heard the message. They took up a collection hastily. The chief added to it and Wilbur Hen ry Thompson was rushed to California. But it was too late for any lasting good. A month after he reached the coast the final message came. The best two years of his life were ended. Youth's Companion. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. The best oranges In Italy are at Capri. All are small. One can understand why tho artists go to Italy, but not why they should ever come away. The store windows In Wiesbaden glitter with amethyst Jewelry. Much of It Is very beautiful. . In a thousand miles of Europe a careful observer saw but one rubbish heap some old metal cans at Carls rube. The Rlalto in Venice, where Antonio girded Shy lock many a time and oft, has stores on gither side full of cheap wares. There are at least six places In New York where macaroni Is better cooked than at the best hotels in Venice, Naples, Rome or Milan. In ancient Rome men only grew beards as a sign of mourning. . In Egypt all went clean shaven; but In Assyria only the slaves and peasants shaved. The number of marrlagea registered In Ireland in 1905 waa 22,961. The ex cess of births over deaths was 24,298, but this was more than offset by the emigration of 36,902 persons. A Jeweler, no matter how dishonest, would not steal the Jewels In a watch, for they are valueless; they cost only 10 cents apiece. In antique watches the Jewels were often costly. In mod ern watches they are never worth more than $15 a gross. Farmers In Richmond county, on Dry Creek, North Carolina, are ploughing up coins. On the south side of the creek copper pieces bear ing the name of George Washington are being found, and on the north side the coins unearthed bear the names of kings of England. A German governess was recently punished for lese majeste because she wrote ber name In a hotel register directly beneath the signatures of the King of Saxony and two princesses. Royalty has - to be . very - particular about these things in order to keep from .being contaminated. On the apex of the Prince of Wales' crown, which he wears on special oc casions; is a curious featner, or, rath er, a tuft of perlwak feathers, the top of which Is adorned with . a gold thread. This feather Is said to be worth 10,000, and has the distinction of being the only one of its kind in the world. It took twenty years to procure it, and it caused the death of more than a dozen hunters. The rea son the pursuit of the penwax Is so dangerous Is because It inhabits ths Jungles and other haunts of tigers. ' Japan's Population. In strong contrast with the uncer tainty about the populatloivof China Is the exactness of the figures given for ths population, of Japan In the Japan ess Blue Book for 1905, which has been printed In English by the Jap anese government , The population of the Islands constituting Japan prop er Is 4T,S12,702. and that of the Island Of Formosa 3,059,235. Japan compris es 100 main Islands and nearly 500 small Islands, msklng the name "Is laiid Empire" peculiarly appropriate,. The total area of these Islands Is about 161,000 square miles. It Is not ed that there is a close approxima tion to equality In the division of the population between the two sexea. A LAND OF GREAT DIS TANCES. THE VASTNESS OF SOUTH AF : RICA APPALS THE TRAVELER. Civilization Lc-oke Out of Place as ths Train Crosses the Veldt Beautiful : Mornings and Sunsets and Days of Quiet, but Nrfisy Nights A Change- .' less Land. ":,v It is fashionable to allude to a rail way Journey in South Africa in tones of thinly veiled scorn and contempt, to condemn It as tiresome, complain of it as uninteresting, says a writer in the Fall Mall Gazette. There is space almost undreamed of space, And that Is all. Through ths East the traveller lives In the past He feels, If he has any imagination at all, that for the moment he has become part of an ancient civilization which stlU survives the train and the telegraph; he moves through cities with a story in every stone; each mile, brings new pictures of the might and wealth which fill the most enchanting pages In the book of history. In America you cross a land of the future. The cities are marvels of in Africa you seem to live always In the country there is an echo of the hum of restless enterprise, the murmur of a people confident they are hurrying on to realize a great destiny. But across the great plateau of So. Africa you sem to live always in the present It becomes a dominating Idea. You cannot picture a past save like the present or imagine a future differing from today. Tho veldt Is, and It looks as if It will always be as It Is. The slender thread of steel which crosses Its Illimitable space, the little towns set down at such great distances from one another, play no part in the scene. They are there, it Is true; but they look fortuitous, out of place. Trains clang across the Karoo, and pant up tho hillsides from Natal; but the veldt Ignores them. It does not adapt Itself to them. The slow moving ox wagon alone fits In the picture; the mail train, with its searchlight piercing the darkness and peace of the night, Is, and always will be, a thing apart. It always seems to me that there is something curious, almost uncanny, about the great spaces of southern Africa something you do not find in other great lands. The haste of modern life clashes with the spirit of the veldt. There Is a silent protest against the Intruder. The country calls disease and drought to its aid to prevent Its freedom being shackled by the bonds of civilization and the handcuffs of progress. The space destroys speed. As you hurry northward or eastward from London In a mile a minute express the close set villages fly past, In creasing the impression of haste; but let the same engine pull the train northward -from the Cape into the heart of Africa and its speed will seem to slacken. Steam cannot eat up the distances of such a continent, and there are no contrasts, no near land marks, by which to measure the on ward rush. Yet such a journey, monotonous as it Is, brings scenes which give it a fascination of Its own. No one can paint In words or on canvas the beauty of a South African morning Just after sunrise. Your carriage stands still at some wayside station, with its soli tary one story house and inevitable dwarfed tree. Away, as far as the eye can see, stretches the thin grass land. The landscape holds nothing to attract save Its space; but the sun shine. Is something England never knows, the air Is like a draught of champagne, the marvellous clearness and freshness which no other land can equal give new life. No breeze yet swirls the dust across the plain. All the world Is still, as though lost In silent worship of the loveliness of the moment A few sleepy Kaffirs, wrapped close In blankets which display a rainbow of color, gaze with languid eyes at the panting monster. The white man and his ways are familiar today In the heart of the Dark Continent Yet there are men living who remember the time when the coast tribes believ ed that white men were a production of the sea, which they traversed in large shells, their food being the tusks of elephants, which they would take from the beach If laid there for them, placing beads In their stead, which they obtained from the bottom of the sea. History has been made quickly In South Africa. A shrill whistle, and on again into space. All day you clatter forward a little uncertainly at times. There are mysterious wayside halts In the wil derness, when you seem to have run out from the world and been side track ed far from the haunts of men; there are waitings at tiny sidings from which not a habitation ts visible, and where the only possible traffic appears to.be a wild buck or an occasional tray bullock. The land Is empty. The swarms of natives you expected to see are absent; the country looks desert ed. Space only space. v Now and then there glides Into the picture a tows? with a name known to history, the site of a siege, the Held of a-battle. The Impression It leaves is simply one of Insignificance. No or dinary town could look Imposing upoS such a plain. '" v,,a?-'L;;V:H'.JV : All day the train tolls inward, grow ing weary at times as tbpugh dis heartened at the miles . which : still stretch ahead. A tew herds of goats or cattle; a shy figure la the distance, which makes yon think of the harried Bushmen or the wild Vaal pens; now and then a hle-llke kraal away under the shade of some trees. ; But no in cident, no break never was there such monotony. Yet you cannot con jure up a different picture. Even in Imagination you cannot transform the veld. It was thus when the first white men pushed forward from .the shelter of tts coast settlements Into the unknown. It Is thus to lay. It will be thus In a decade perhaps la a cen tury. ,;. . ' '5 ' ' Sunset Is as wonderful as the da we.. The still, cloudless sky darkens rap idly as the tun sinks below the rif of the plain. A solitary kopje be comes ptirpl.-, then h'.Kk, a rutin,' k Alt Tit for primp rntilKM' elil'-f, the t p ror of Whose name has desolated the countryside. The last glorious glow, which the painter could reproduce, dies away, and a chill breeze sight through the dry grass. The train puffs wearily on .in the blackness of the night; i ever forward, - with ths sear Wight before the funnel, like a huge eye sweeping the land to find a human being. In the middle of the night there happens curious thing. The country becomes people. There Is a grinding stop. A few limits flicker, hoarse voices shout unintelligible orders, there arises a tanging and a clatter ing sufficient to wake the Seven Sleepers. What happens how It hap penswhy It , happens no " man knows. It is an eccentricity of a South African railway. The livelong day slips by with a silence which almost forces one to shout to break the stillness, but at night these mys terious noises arise. Men emerge from nowhere, and talk loudly of nothing beside the . waiting train; figures with hammers beat upon the wheels or hold consultations In sten torian tones over grease boxes; a popular song Is roared under the win dows of sleepers; even a whole troop train of terribly wideawake soldiers has been met on a particularly dark night. But these things never bap pen in daytime. There are people In this wide land after all; but they only spring up at night 8o on through another day al ways the same space. At last, as night falls once more, you enter a region of snow white hills, which look ghostly In the moonlight, of queer towers of Iron bars and enormous wheels, as of the torture chamber of a giant's Inquisition. Stations slip past more quickly, houses grow more numerous. Finally appears a great city, where electric trams glide through the streets and a blaze of electric light shows a background of tnll buildings. It Is the Reef and the Golden City, the magnet which has drawn the railway all these hundreds of miles from the sea. But It is soon forgotten. The veldt laps the walls of Johannesburg and will remain, af ter It has gone, to cover the scars made by man. Further on you Iobo count of time In a South African train Is a gorge, down which you descend to the low country, the fever stricken land to ward Delagoa Bay. You have heard of bold hills, of grand scenery; but the winding descent is disappointing. The hills look low, the valley is not deep. The country which stretches away around you is too Immense. No picture could look Imposing set lu such an enormous frame. This is the last, as It Is the first, Impression of a South African rail way Journey. Space, size, vastness. There are snow-capped mountains, swt(t running rivers, forest, bush, hill, valley, upland, desert There Is much that is striking, many things that are novel ; bnt the greatest the most last ing thing, the Impression that remains when the others have become a blur, is the distance. This Is a land of great distances. It fascinates you. Finally, It depresses you. What can man do with such a land; a land which hns never changed which means never to change? We build aad scratch in little corners, but we have done nothing which really counts. The space Is too great The veldt Is as It was and always wlll be. Dickens In Rome. When Charles Dickens arrived In Rome on Jan. 30, 1845, he was pro foundly disappointed. "It was no more my Rome, degraded and fallen asleep In the sun among a heap of ruins, than Lincoln's Inn Fields Is." A short time before, while he was straining his eyes across the Campagna a dis tant view of the town had recalled London. This feeling soon passed away. Hd thought spring the most delightful season for Italy. He was again in Rome In 1853; saw J. O. Lockhart "fearfully weak and brok en;" smoked with David Roberts, who was painting that famous picture of Rome now In the Scottish National Gallery. The Pantheon he thought nobler than of yore, the other antiqui ties smaller. It was In San Lorenzo square, Flor ence that Robert Browning picked up the part manuscript and part printed Roman murder trial of 1698 from which he spun his wonderful "Ring and the Book."!"-The church of San Lorenzo, in Lucina, off the Corso In Rome, was the scene of Pompllla's marriage. It was there also that the murdered bodies were laid for the Inspection of "half Rome." There was a weird fu neral, attended by Capuchina, when V were in this church. While In Home ths Brownings stayed at 28 Via del Trltona Chambers' Journal. Transmission of Rabies by a 8cratch. It Is a popular and most erroneous notion, that hydrophobia appears in consequence of biting, and more rare ly In consequence of licking surface wounds. There Is also a. third and easy mode of contamination by scratching. V Dr. Remllnger, of the In stitute of Bacteriology, Constantino ple, has Just published several obser vations that Indubitably establish the existence of such an origin of the hydrophobic infection. . And this ori gin is easily explained, ' A certain number of animals (the dog and the cat In particular) have, In the normal state, a Bablt of licking their paws. Now, It has been proved that the saliva of rabid animals is virulent several days before the appearance of the first symptoms of hydrophobia. When the disease Is declared, a new factor intervenes. The rabid animal scatters on the ground slaver-that, especially if It be chained up or con fined In a close place, soils Us paws and Its claws. On the other hand, the scratch lays bare numerous nervous fibers upon which the poison Is very easily town. Conclusion: Every, per son scratched by an animal rabid or suspected of being so should be in oculated by the Pasteur method with ns little delay as possible. - San Francisco Is said to contain the largest families In the world. It bstista of having thirty-nine families each having more than fourteen chil dren, and sixty-five f.-; ' t llinrfl t!)-m (' tit r! -;l,r 11 t. '.' Controlling the Sex. ' The Creamery Journal claims td have solved the problem in control ling sex In poultry breeding. According to the theory of this authority the sharp pointed eggs , will produce males and the eggs equally round at both ends will proddce females. In Justice to the Journal, however. It is proper to add that the article says, "we will not swear by It," but as the experiment Is Inexpensive, it is suggested that poultry breeders try it. Dried Blood for Calves. Dried blood is not good for a weak calf, but It la an excellent remedy for any calf subject to scours, says a bul letin of the Kansas station. With the 70 head of young calves under experi ment at the Kansas station during the past year there has not been a single case of scours that dried blood has fail ed; to check. In feeding dried blood a tea8poonful at a feed Is enough. Thla should be continued until the scours disappear.' In case of a weak calf the allowance may be gradually Increased to a tablespoonful at a feed. To pre vent the dried blood from settling to the bottom of the pall, where the calf will be unable to get it. It may be stirred In the milk, while the calf is drinking, or the milk and blood may be fed Immediately after being thor oughly mixed. Since dried blood Is such a cheap and effective remedy, It will pay anyone who raises young calves by hand to have a little avail able whenever a calf shows signs of disorders in Its digestive tract. Proportion the Pig's Food. Some recent experiments have shown very decidedly that the Idea of feed ing grains and millstufTs to hogs may be carried to Buch an extreme and so much given at a feed that the hogs are not able to utilize their food to the best advantage, says Farm Stcck Journal. To avoid this error some farmers In practice have begun to feed pasture crops in summer extensively and barn slops, oats, and clover and alfalfa hay In winter. This practice does away with the over feeding of concentrated food or grains. Bulky foods prevent the hog from securing too many nutriments, and at the ssme time distend and keep dis tended the digestive system, lending capacity and ability on the part of the digestive system to better utilize food. Hogs fed largely upon corn, or corn alone and pasture, can not give anywhere near the gains secured when corn, bran, mifk and pasture, or corn, bran, shorts and pasture, or corn, barley, shorts, milk and pasture are fed. The Idea to be kept in mind is to supply the growing and fattening nu trients In about the same proportion, supplying more bulk to the feed while the pigs are young, lessening this as the period of growth advances, and finishing with the more concentrated foods. Making the Soil Fine. The Importance of frequent culti vation during the growing season can not be over-estimated. The more thor oughly the soil is stirred and pulver ized the better will be the crops. Many do not understand this, thinking that if there are no weeds of any account nothing needs to be done. True, the destruction of the weeds robbers, as they, are is Important, but the com minution of, the soil Is no less so; and the retention of the moisture In our hot, dry summers is in no case behind these, and all are met by frequent cultivation with the right Implement. Thla may be the boe, the garden rake, or one of the various cultivators. When the soil Is In fair condition a triangu lar cultivator, which cn be spread or narrowed as required and that has 12 or 15 teeth, Is a very good Imple ment. The statement by an eminent agri culturist years ago that "tillage is manure," Is true, while It has its lim its. The soil for must crops needs to be rich, but when there Is only moder- . ate fertility mu :h may be gained by good cultivation and still more if it be rich. The surface should be stirred after every rain, as soon as the ground is fit. to work. This destroys the sprouting weeds and makes the sell fine and fits It tor the crowing crop'; and tho mellow surface retains the: moisture so Indispensable to . all growth. National Stockman. , "T Cruelty In Shipping Fowls. ' It Is almost revolting to those who dislike cruelty to dumb animals to witness the conditions existing at a placs where fowls are sold In coops on 1 commission. V Load, after load of coops arrive on the hottest, days, with, the poor birds packed in them almost as closely as sardines In a box. There may be a cap of water at some point U the coops but the majority of the birds don't know of its existence and epuldn't reach it if they enueavored to do so on account of the congested condition of the coop. Not one in a dot sn coops arriving in market indicates for the shipper one spark of -mercy or sympathy for the birds. 1 Many of them will be dead on arrival and what with the excessive , heat of , the at mosphere, the animal heat of their own bodies, and the fatigue and fright attending the Journey,; there Is quite naturally a loss of -weight. In those that are so" fortunate as to survive. These same farmers hurl maledictions upon the head of ths commission mer chant because he deducts for "shrink age"' In weight In his remittance. They apparently ignore the fact that they alone are responsible for the deduc tion, because they have created or at the very least, have allowed to exist, Ue conditions which led to the shrink- By crowding the fowls, the ship-jt'-t rc-illy la rxtrnvsiirint, evn tlum.-h !) d'ir ! ri Ms ship;i;-. rx- iienses somewhat; for, nine times out of ten, It will not only result In the loss of some of his birds, but also causes the dealer to sacrifice the re mainder at a lew price in order to avoid further loss. Poultry Editor of the Epltomlst Roots as Food for Stock. The root crops are grown for their succulency rather than as nutritious food. Experiments show that all roots have a tendency to contain an excess of water, which In itself is valueless and some varieties are claimed to contain water to a harmful degree. In the root crops a small deviation In the percentage of water materially affects the feeding value, as a ton of one kind may contain twice as much solid matter as a ton of another va riety. , It Is an advantage, as well as a necessity, therefore, that the farmer ascertain the weight of the solids In a crop, which he can do by sending sam ples to the state experiment station. The specific gravity of the Juice Is a guide to ' Its feeding quality, hence, when the density is highest In the Juice and the wholo root, the value of the crop for feeding is the greatest. The farmer can easily ascertain these facts without the aid of the experiment station, but the station ran assist him in arriving at a knowledge of the pro portions of sugar, protein and mineral contents. The proportion of sugar in roots is Important, us the more sugar the greater the value of the roots as assistants In fattening the animals. There are farmers now living who can remember when the tomato was small and watery and they have no ticed wonderful changes in corn, wheat oats anil other plants that have been made by selection. The root crops have also been Improved, for every year new and better varieties are of fered but more work is before those farmers who are willing to improve in that direction. The Epitomlst. Farm Topics. Sheep respond quickly to kindness. Breed the best ewes to the best rams. Clover pasture Is best for the young lambs. Sulphur fumes will disinfect hen houses. Tho new ram should be as good If not better than the one sold. When fattening sheep In the pens, be punctual with the feeding hour. When a breed is dropped for a larger one, the rations miii-t be enlarged. Each time you change breed you have to learn a lot of things you never knew before. With plenty of milk as a starter, young pigs will soon take to slop made of mill feed. Chickens are the best main line. Ducks, geene, guineas and turkeys are good side lines. The very best condition powders for the poultry consist of clean quarters, good feed and pure water. There Is little danger in having the sow fat if the food used to produce fat Is of the proper kind. ' As soon as the little pigs begin to eat they are then practically sup ported and demand less and less of the mother. As far as can be done, the sows should be bred to farrow their pigs not later than the latter part of Sep tember. Windbreaks. - As a windbreak, as a shelter for buildings or as a screen tor unsightly objects, white spruce is particularly good. Its ability to stand the trials of bleak winds is well assured, and It Is unquestionably the most hardy of ths native spruces. , The white spruce is a quick growing tree, 'ranking next to the Norway spruce or the-white pine In that re spect This tree usually grows to sixty or seventy feet In height, but oc casionally reaches one hundred and fifty feet. Tho color of the foliage is a light glaucous green, and when young It forms an elegant tree of a regular conical shape. Its habit Is dense, the branches and foliage mak ing an almost solid mass, which la of course so desired In a, tree to be used for a windbreak. ; A little attention to the proper planting of a windbreak will repay one. It should not be a mere straight row of trees, as is so commonly seen. ' 1 A continuous belt of trees planted Irregularly make- a much- more pleas ing effect on the landscape and la even more efficient as a "break. Garden' Magazine. ' i ;j!tvv, .- ., ' i i i ,".-' , ! An Enemy of the Mosquito, u An article In Chambers's Journal draws attention to a foe which ap pears to have "kept the mosquito In check. In the Burbados many of the waters abound In small fish known as "millions" presumably from their great numbers which feed on the larvae of the mosquito. It is said that in the parts where ' tho , fish abounds there Is Immunity from' mos quitoes snd that., malaria la almost unknown. Experiments are to be tried by Introducing the fish into other Isl ands of the West Indies. ' This plan of, Introducing a natural, enemy has proved successful In a number of cases and the mosquito-eating fish might be Introduced into other dis tricts. If this fish really feeds large ly on the larvae of the mosquito, and If the latter have really become ex tinct In tho district, we have the un usual case of species exterminating Its own food Bupply. ' ... , J Judge Bacon, a London magistrate, remarked the other day from the bench : "Tl-cre Is nany a true, word spil.rtl 1 . - . !.! -it." . ' ' A LIE OF ANCIENT . ROME. . i ' A Senator of ancient Rome1 Quite late one night waa soing home. With hia hlc, haeo, hoc, , As he walked around the block, And tho moon waa on the 1 (rand old Colosseum. Profoundly wlnhed that conscript peer To hall a hansom charioteer. V. Ith hla. hlc, haec, hoc, Aa he trudged around the Mock, But he didn't have the Roman ooln to fee 'em. ; i. . ,' .';-.v::;-V. ;v. At lat he said. "Groat Caoaar's ghoatl I m either atnlen, strayed or lost , , With my hlc, hnee, hoe. . It la nearly three o clock. And eeven moona are shining on the Tiber. I ve looked too much meseema. alnce lunch f On Betplo's FRlemlftii punch, With my hlc, haec, hoc, And this walk around the Block Is hard upon a Jolly old Imbiber.". At last he walked so far, they say, He passed the noble Applan Way With hla hlc, haec, hue And It gave him such a shock That ho almost lost hla Latin conjuga tion, When a praetorian on his round ThRt rashly roaming toman found, And he said, "Hac hune! If ye haven't got no bunk. -Come hither and I'll lock you In the sta tion." So late next day to ancient Rome Thnt Senator went meekly home, With his hlc, haec, hoc, It waa four p. m. o'clock, And his caput seemed too large for : Pnlvnhnmii When questioned, "Whither didst tho' nier He tersely answered, "Allul! 1 nave travelled every Of this grand old town Remus!" ivii my uixi, iiHer, o "You say she keeps boarders"" 'No. I said 'she takes boarders.' " Milwaukee Sentinel. Tho Book Reviewer The plot of this novel was stolen, sure! The Po lice Reporter Ah! A second-story job, evidently! Puck. "Yes, but I really did see a happy multl-mllllonalre once." "WhatT" "Yes; he had just made another mil lion." Chicago Tribune. Hate "I hate that man." "What has he ever done to you?" "Nothing, but he was present once when I made a fool of myself." Chicago Record Herald. Stella I thought you said you would never marry a man with red hair. Mary I thought I wouldn't at the time, but he afterward proposed. De-' ' troit Free Press. "I thought Jim was going to marry the banker's daughter," "Oh, he cap do better than that" " marrying the iceman's .Cleveland Plain Dealer. Ethel I -showed - poems and helevelighted. Scrib bler Indeed! Ethel Yes; said It was bo bad he thought you'd probably be able to earn a living at something else. Judge. "Won't you be bothered in Europe by your deficient knowledge of French?" "Not at all," answered Mr. Dusttn Sax. "It will prevent me from . being bothered in Paris by inquiries about how I got my money." Wash-. lngton Star. "Our club meetings," said Mrs. Up plsch, "are attended by the best peo ple the brains and culture of the t city," "Indeed," exclaimed Mrs. Knox, "and do your swell society folk really condescend to associate with them?" Philadelphia Press. . - "George," said she, "do you really think we ought to have an elevator In our new house?" "Why not?" "Who would run It?" "Why, you of course," said George. "You run everything else In the house. Why not the elevator?" Detroit Free Press. "I've hart a mind to write a maga- ; zlne sonnet,r "Go ahead that's Just what It takes." Cleveland Leader. "Is your business on a running basis yet?" "I should say so; I al-. ways run when I see a creditor com ing." Princeton Tiger. "George," said Mrs. Ferguson, "I know it Is early In the evening yet, but wouM you mind lying down on the lounge and taking a nap?" "What for?" asked Mr. Ferguson. "Because, the baby is fretful, and your snoring always lulls him to sleep." Chicago Tribune. . J "And when all your reforms are as-f tabllBhed, what will happen' then?" ' "Well," answered the man who Is earnest, but not bigoted, "I suppose a lot of the other reformers will arise and want to go back to the good old days- of their forefathers." Wash ington Star. --V.- - "Why is it" queried the American globe-trotter, "that our American girls are so much more attractive to for- " signers with titles than you English girls?" "I don't know," snapped the -English beauty,' "unless it's because they have more money and less sense." -Chicago Dally News, . . . .. :.i "I want to know," said the Irate matron, "how much money, my hus- ' band drew out of this bank last week?" "I can't give you that Inform-' atyio, ma'am,1; answered the man In the cage. "You're the paying teller, aren't yout" "Yes, ,but I'm not the tolling payer." Chicago Tribune. 'A j.'. After the Third Degree. r "Say," began the chief of detevtlves. "you remember that defiant murder -suspect who was brought in last night r v ' "Yes," replied the prosecuting at torney, "what about him!" - f'Oh, he autoed." - "Autoed?" Wry Of Row I'ka 1) How?f daugj ,;'Ye; he broke down." Cleveland . er. ' " Had Matrimonial Look. Weary Willie (reading ad.) "Man wanted to chop wood, bring up coal, tend furnace, tako care of garden, mind chickens and children" Frayed Fagln (groaning) Geo! dem matrimonial advertisements make me tired. Judge.
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