The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922, September 11, 1917, Image 6
THE 8EMI.WEEKLY TRIBUNE, NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA. CD Th Adventure NOVEL. By Henry Kitchcll Webster (Cop j right 1910, Tbs UobtM-Merrlll Uomp&nr) CHAPTER XIV Continued. ' 10 "You won't even glvo mo the poor atlsfnctlon of knowing wlint you'ro doing," he said. "I'd love to," slie flnld, "to be nblo to write to you, hear from you every day. But I dpn't believe you want to know. I Uilnk it would bo too hard for you. iBccause you'd have to promise not to try to get me buck not to come and rescue me if I got Into troublo and 'things went badly and I didn't know 'where to turn. Could you promise that, Roddy?" He gave a gronn and burled Ills faco Hn.hls hands. Then: "No," he Bald furiously. "Of course I couldn't See you Buffering and Btand by with my bands In my pockets and watch 1" lie sprang up and seized Ihcr by the arms In a grip that actually ileft bruises, and fairly shook her In tho ,ngony of his entreaty. '"Tell mo It's n inlghtmarc, Rose," he said. "Tell me It lisu't true. Wake mo up out of It." But Under tho Indomitable resolution of her bluo eyes ho turned away. This was the last nppcal of that sort that jho made. "I'll promise," she said presently, "to Ibo sensible not to take any risks I don't have to take. I'll regard my life, and my health and all, as something a'qi keeping in trust for you. I'll take Slonty of warm, sensible clothes when go; lots of shoes and stockings fthlngs llko that; and, if you'll let me I'll borrow a hundred dollars to start myself off with. It isn't a tragedy, iKoddy not that part of it. You wouldn't bo afraid for anyono clso as Iblg and strong and healthy as I." Gradually, out of a welter of scenes llko that, tho thing got itself recog nized as something that was to huppen. (But tho parting enmo at last In a Ilttlo different way from any they had fore seen. Rodney camo homo from his ofllco arly ono afternoon, with a telegram (that summoned him to New York to a conference of counsel In a big public (utility enso ho had been working on afor months. Ho must leave, if ho wcro going nt nil, nt Ave o'clock. Ho ran sacked tho house, vainly nt first, for JRose, and found her nt last In tho trunk room dusty, dlshovclcd, sobbing quietly over something sho hugged in Iior arms. But Bho dried her eyes and camo over to him and asked him whnt It wns that had brought him homo so early. no allowed her tho telegram. "I'll havo to leave in no hour," ho said, "If I'm to go." Sho paled nt that, and Bat down rather giddily on tho trunk. "You must go," sho said, "of courso. And Roddy, I guesa that'll bo tho easiest way. I'll get my telegram tonight pretend to get It from Portia. And you can glvo mo tho hundred dollars, and then, whon you como back, I'll bo gone." Tho thing sho had been holding in her lands slipped to tho floor. Ho stooped nnd picked it up stared ut it with a sort of half-wakened recogni tion. I f-fund it," sho orplnlncd, "among some old things Portia Bent over when sho moved. Do you know whut it Is? It's one of tho notebooks that got wot that first night whon wo wcro put off the street car. And Roddy, look l" r She opened it to an almost blank page, nnd with a weak little laugh pointed to Uio thing tlint was written thoro: "March IS, 1D121" "Your birthday, you ace, and tho day .me mot ench other." ? And then, down below, tho only noto fctoe had made during tho wholo of thnt lecture, ho road : "Nover mnrry a man with a passion for principles." ( "That's tho troublo with us, you boo," ho said. "If you were Just an ordl nary man without any big passions or anything, it wouldn't matter much if your llfo got spoiled. But with us, you ace, wo'vo got to try for tho big gest tiling thoro is. Oh, Roddy, Roddy darling I Hold mo tight for Just n minute, and then I'll como and help you pack." CHAPTER XV. The World Alone. "Here's tho first week's rent Uion," Maid Rose, handing tho landlady Uirco dollars, "and I think you'd better glvo ma a- receipt showing till when It's ld for." Tho landlady had tight gray hair "Hid a hard-bitten hatchet faco. Sho aaJ no charms, ono would havo said, of person, mind or manner. But it was .nevertheless truo that Rosa was vesting this room Inrgoly on tho strength of tho landlady. Sho was bo much more humanly posslblo than any &f tho others at whoso placarded doors ftoso had knocked or run? . . .! The landlady wont away to wrjjo oat n receipt, xioao closed the door after Aer and locked it ffee didn't particularly want to keep bsybody oat But in a senso t which h tad. aMr miff, tnw before. ROSE ALDRICH LEAVES HER HUSBAND AND THE TWINS AND GOES FORTH INTO THE UNKNOWN WORLD TO MAKE A LIVING AND LEARN LIFE'S VALUES SYNOP8I8. Rose Stanton, n young woman living In modest cir cumstances, murrles wealthy Rodney Alilrlch and for more than n year Uvea In luxury anil laziness. This life dlsgiiHts her. She plans to do something useful, but feels that the profession of motherhood is big enough for any woman, and looks forward eagerly to the birth of her baby. She hns twins, however, and their enre Is taken entire ly out of her hands by n professional nurse. Intense dissatisfaction with the useless life of luxury returns to Rose. She determines to go out and earn her living; to make good on her own hook. She nnd her doling husbntrd have some bitter scenes over the wife's "whim." What she goes and docs Is described In this installment. this was her room, u room where any one lacking her specific Invitation to enter would be an Intruder a condi tion which had not obtained either In her mother's house or In Rodney's. She fimlled widely over tho absurdity of Indulging In a plensurablo feeling of possession In a squalid Ilttlo cubbyhole llko this. The wull paper wns stained and faded ; thcro was an Iron bed the mnttress on the bed was lumpy. There was a dingy-looking oak burcnu with a small mirror a marble-topped black walnut washstand and a pitcher stand ing In n bowl on top of it. As for the hurrying life she looked out upon from her grimy window, the difference between it nnd that which sho had been wont to contemplato through Florence McCrca's exquisitely leaded casements wns simply planet ary. And yet, queerly enough, in terms of literal lineal measurement, the dis tance between tho windows themselves wns less than a thousand yurds. And, such Is tho enormous social and spir itual distance between North Clnrk street and Tho Drive, sho was as safely hidden here, ns completely out of tho orbit of any of her friends, or even of her friends' servants, as sho could have been in New York or San Fran cisco. Of course, wherever sho went, what ever sho did, thcro'd alwuys bo tho risk that somcono who could carry back news to Rodney's friends would rec ognlzo her. It wna a risk that had to bo taken. At tho snmo time she'd protect tho secret as well as sho could. Thcro wcro two people, though, It couldn't bo kept from Portia and her mother. The Btory given out to Rod ney's friends being that Roso was In Callfornln with her mother nnd Portia, loft tho chance alwuys open for somo contretemps which would lend to her mother's discovering-tho truth in a sur prising nnd shocking wny. But tho truth Itself, confidently stat ed, not ns a tragic ending, but as tho splendid, hopeful beginning of a llfo of truer hupplncss for Roso und her hus band, needn't bo n shock. So this wns whnt Roso had borno down upon her in her lotter to Portln. ... I ltavo found the big thin? couldn't be had without a nght," bIio wrote "You shouldn't bo surprised, bocaUBa you've probably found out for yourself that noth ing worth having comes very easily. But you'ro not to worry about mo, nor bo afraid for mo, because I'm going to win. I'm making tho fight, somehow, f6r you as well as for myself. I want you to know that. I think that realizing I was living your llfo as well as mlno, Is what has gtvon mo tho courago to start . . . "I've got somo plans, but I'm not going to toll you what thoy are. But I'll wrlto to you every week and tell you what I've done, and I want you to wrlto to Rodney. I want to bo suro that you understand this: Itodnoy Isn't to blame for what's happoned, Wo haven't quarroled, and I behove wo'ro farther In love with each other than we'vo over boon before. I know I am with him. .... Broak this thins to mother aB gently ns you llko, but toll her everything before you stop This letter written nnd dispatched, sho had worked out tho details of her depurturo with n good deal of care. In her own house, beforo tho sorvants, Bho had tried to uct Just as Bho would havo done had her pretended telegram really como from Portln. Her bag was packed, her trunk was gone, her motor waiting at tho door to tako her to tho station, when tho maid Doris brought tho twins homo froni their ulrlng, This wiisn't chance, but prcarrangemont "Glvo them to me," Roso said, "nnd then you may go up nnd tell Mrs. Ruston alio may havo them In a few minutes." Sho took them Into her bedroom and laid them sldo by sldo on her bed. They hnd thriven finely Justified, so far us that went, Harriot's decision in favor of bottle focdlng. Und sho died back thcro in that bed of pain, never como out of tho other at all, they'd still bo Just llko this plump, placid, methodical. Roso had thought of that n hundred times, but it wasn't What she was thinking of now. Tho thing that caught her as sho was looking down on them, wns a wavo of sudden pity. Sho saw them sudenly as persons with tho long road ull nhend of them, ns a boy and a girl, n youth and a maid, a man and n woman. She'd novor thought of them llko that beforo. Tho baby sho had looked forward to tho baby sho hadn't hud had never boon thought of that way, either. It was to bo Bomcthlng to pro vldo her, Rose, with an occupation; to mako an alchemic chango in tho vory substnnco of her life. Tho trnnsmutn tlon hadn't taken place. Sho surmised now, dimly, thnt she hadn't deserved It should. "You'vo nover hnd a mother nt all, you poor Ilttlo mites," sho snld. "But you'ro going to havo one somo day, You'ro going to bo nblo to como to her with your troubles, becuuso Eho'll havo had troubles herself. She'll help you Lear your hurts, hecauso Bhe'8 hnd hurts of her own. And she'll bo able to tench you to stand tho gan, Iwcacuo she's 8tud it her- For the first time since they were born, she was thinking of their need of her rnther thnn of her need of them, nnd with thnt thought came, for tho first time, the surge of passionate ma ternal love that sho had waited for so long In vain. There was, suddenly, nn Intolerable ache In her breast that could only hnve been satisfied by crush ing them up against her brctist; kiss ing their iinnds their feet. Roso stood there quivering, giddy with the forco of it. "Oh, you dar lings I" she suld. "But wait wait un til I deservo It I" And, without touch ing them at all, sho went to the door nnd opened it Mrs. Ruston and Doris wcro both waiting in the hall. "I must go now," she snld, "Qood-by. Keep them carefully for me." Her volco was steady, and, though her eyes were bright, there wns no trnco of tears upon her cheeks. But there was. a kind of glory shining in her face that was too much for Doris, who turned nwny nnd sobbed loudlyT Even Mrs. Huston's eyes were wet. "Good-by," said Rose again, nnd went down composedly enough to her car. Sho rodoMown to tho station, shook hnnds with Otto, the chauffeur, al lowed n porter to carry her bag Into tho wnltlng room. There sho tipped tho porter, picked up the bag herself, nnd wnlked out the other door; crossed over to Clark street and took n street cnr. At Chicago avenue she got off, nnd wnlked north, keeping her eyes open for placards advertising rooms to let. It wns nt tho end of nbout half n mllo thnt sho found tho hntchot- faced landlady, paid her three dollars, nnd locked her door, as n symbol, per hnps, of tho bigger, hcnvler door that sho had locked uppn her past life. Strongest among nil the welter of emotions boiling up within her? was a perfectly enormous relief. Tho. tiling which, when she had first faced it as tho only thoroughfare to tho real llfo she so passionately wanted, hnd seemed such a veritable nightmare, wns an accomplished fuct. The week of ncute agony sho had lived through whllo sho was forcing her sudden res olution upon Rodney had been all but Ho Was Counting Aloud the Bars of tho Music. unendurable with tho enforced con templation of tho moment bf parting which they brought so relentlessly nearer. Thcro hnd been aerror, too, lest when tho moment actually came, Bho couldn't do It Well, and now it had como nnd gone! Tho surgery of tho thing was over. Roso dusted tho mirror with n towel n reckless net, ns sho saw for hor- self, when sho discovered sho wns go ing to havo to uso that towel for a week and took nn appraising look nt herself. Thou sho nodded confidently thero was nothlug tho matter with her looks und resumed hor ulster, her rubbers, and her umbrella, for It wns tho kind of December dny which called for ull i three. Then, glowingly con scious thnt sho was saving n nickel by bo doing, sho sot off downtown afoot to get a Job. Sho meant to get it that very aftornoon. And, partly he causo sho meant to bo very definitely, Bho did. On tho last Sunday beforo Roso went nwny sho had studied the dramatic section of tho morning paper with n good deal of care, and was rewarded by finding among tho nowa notes nn item referring to a now musical comedy which wns to bo produced at tho Globo theater Immediately after tho Christmas holidays, "The Girl Uu-SUlra" vim tho title of It U .it spoken of ns one of the regular Globe productions, so It wns prolmblo Jimmy Wnllnce's experience with the production of nn earlier number in the series would nt least give her some thing to go by. Granted thnt she was going to be a chorus girl for a while, she could hard ly find n better place than one of the Globe productions to bo a chorus girl In. According to Jimmy, It wns a de cent enough little place, and yet It possessed the ndvnntngc of being, spiritually, as well as actually, west of Clark street. Rodney's friends were less likely to go there, nnd so have n chance of recognizing her, thnn to nny other theater lu the city. The news Item In the paper told her that tho production was In rehearsal, and It mentioned the name of the direc tor, John Gnlbralth, referring to him ns one of tho three most prominent musical-comedy directors In tho coun try. When she nsked nt the box office at the Globe theater where they were re hearsing "Tho Girl Up-Stalrs" today, tho nicely manicured young man In side answered automatically, "North End hall." "I'm afraid," said Rose, smiling n little, "I'll hnvo to nsk where North End hall is." "Not nt all," said the young man Idiotically, nnd he told her the nd dress ouly a block or two from Roso's room. CHAPTER XVI. Tho First Day. With her umbrella over her shoul der, Rose set sail northward again through the rain, absurdly cheered. Tho ontrnnco to the North End hall was a pair of white painted doors opening from the street level up on tho foot of n broadlsh stair which took you up rather suddenly. At tho head of tho stairway, tilted back la a kitchen chnlr beneath n single gas Jet whoso light ho wns try ing to make suffice for the perusal of a green newspaper, sat a man, under orders, no doubt to keep Intruders uway. The thing to do wns to go by as If, for such as she, watch men didn't exist Tho rhythmic pound ing of feet and the frayed chords from a worn-out piano, convinced her she wns In tho right place. Her stratagem succeeded. The man glunccd up nnd, though sho felt ho didn't return to his pnper again, ho made no attempt to stop her. She walked steadily uhend to another open door at the fur end of the room, through which sounds nnd light came In. Roso paused for n steadying breath before she went through that farther door, her eyes starry with resolution, her checks, Just for the moment, a lit tle pale. ,Tho room was hot and not well lighted. In the further wall of It was a proscenium arch and a raised stage. On tho stage, right and left, were two Irregular groups of girls, with a few men, awkwardly, Rose thought, dis posed among them. All were swnying a little to mark tho rhythm of the mu sic Industriously pounded out by a sweaty young man nt the piano a swarthy, thick young mnn In his un dershirt. Thcro wero n few more people sprawled in different pnrts of tho hall. It was all a Ilttlo vague to her at first because her attention wns fo cused upon a single figure n compact, rather slender, figure, and tall, Roso thought of a man In a blue sergo suit, who stood at the exact center of tho stage and tho extreme edge' of tho footlights. Ho wns counting aloud tho bars of tho music not beating tlmo at all, nor Voiding to the rhythm In any wny ; "standing, on tho contrary, rather tensely still. That wns the quality about him, Indeed, that riveted Rose's attention and held her, as still as ho was, in tho doorway an ex hilarating sort of Intensity that had communicated itself to tho swaying groups on tho stnge. You could tell from tho wny lid counted thnt something wns gathering itself up, getting ready to happen. "Threo . . . Four . . . Fivo . . . Six . . . Seven Now 1" ho shouted on the eighth bar, and with the word ono of the groups trans formed itself. Ono of tho men bowed to one of tho girls and began waltzing with her; another couple formed, then another. Roso watched breathlessly, hoping tho maneuver wouldn't go wrong for no reason la tho world but that tho man thero at the footlights .wns so tautly determined that it shouldn't Determination triumphed. The num ber was concluded to John Galbrnlth's evident satisfaction. "Very good," ho said. "If you'll nil do exactly what you did that tlmo from now on, I'll not complain." Without pause he went on: "Evorybody on tho stage big girls nil tho big girls!" And to tho young man at tho piano, "We'll do 'Af ternoon Toa.1 " There was a luomencary pause then, filled with subdued chatter, whllo tho girls and men rcallgnod themselves for tho new number. Roso looked them over. The girls weren't, on nn aVeragtt, extravagantly beautiful, though, with tho added charm of make-up Allowed for, there were, no doubt, many tho audiences would consider so. They wero dressed In pretty much anything that would nllow perfect freedom to their bodies, especially their arms nnd legs; bath ing suits mostly, or middy blouses nnd bloomers. Roso noted this with satis faction. Her old university gymna sium costume would do perfectly. Any thing, apparently, would do, because, as her eyo adjusted Itself to details, she discovered romper sulU. pina fores, chemises, overalls all equally taken for granted. Gnlbralth struck his hands together for silence, nnd scrutinized tho now motionless group on the stage. "We're ono shy," he said. "Who's missing?" And then nnswercd his own question: "Grunt I" lie wheeled around nnd his eyes searched the hall. Roso became aware, for the first time, thnt n mutter of conversation hnd been going on Incessantly since she hnd come In, In one of the recessed window sents behind her. Now when Gclbralth's gaze plunged In thnt di rection, she turned nnd looked too. A big blonde chorus girl wns In there with n man, a girl who, with twenty .pounds trained off her, und that sulky look out of her face, would have been a beauty. She had roused herself with a sort of defiant deliberation nt tho sound of the director's voice, but she still had her back to him and went on talking to the mnn. "Grant I" snld John Gnlbralth again, nnd tills time his voice had a cuttlnj edge. "Will you tnke your place on the stage, or shall I eujoeud rehearsal until you'ro ready?" For answer she tufntd nnd began walking slowly ncross the room. Sho started walking slowlj, tut under Gnl bralth's eye she quickened her pace, Involuntarily, It seemed, until It wns a ludicrous sort of run. Presently sho emerged upon he stnge, looking rath er nriincinny unconcerueu, una tne re- hcursal went on ngnln. But Just before he gnve the signal to the pianist to go ahead, Gnlbralth with a nod summoned a young man from the wings and said s'omething to him, whereupon, clearly carrying out his orders, he vuulted down from tho stnge nnd came walking toward tho doorway where Rose was still stand ing. But he didn't como straight to her; he brought up before a woninn sit ting In n folding chair a little farther along the wall, who drew herself de fensively erect when she saw him turn toward her, assumed n look of calculat ed disdain, tapped n foot gnve, on the whole, nn Imitation of n duchess being kept waiting. But tho limp young mnn didn't seem disconcerted, nnd Inquired In so many words what her business wns. Tho duchess said in n harsh, high voice thut she wanted to ace the director; a very particular friend of his had begged her to do so. "You'll have to wait till he's through rehearsing," said the young man, nnd then he came over to Hose. The vestiges of the smile the duch-( ess hnd provoked were still visible about her mouth when he enme up. "May 1 wait and see Mr. Gnlbralth after the rehearsal?" she asked. "If I won't be In the way?" "Sure," snld the young man. "He won't be long now. He's been reheanr lng since two." Then, rnther explo slvely, "Huye a chair." He struck Roso os being n little flustered und uncertain somehow. It wus n long hour that Rose sat there in a little folding chnlr, un hour that, In spite of nil her will could do, took some of the crlspness out of her courage. When nt last, a little nfter six o'clock, Gnlbralth snld: "Quarter to eight, everybody," and dismissed them with n nod for u scurry to what wero evidently dressing rooms ntithc other side of the hall, the ship of Rose's hopes had utterly gone to pieces. Sho had a plank to keep herself nflont on. It wns the determination to stny thero until he should tell her in so many words that ho hadn't nny uso for her. The deprecatory young mnn was talking to him now, nbout her and tho duchess evidently, for he peered out Into the hall, then vaulted down from tho stnge und came toward them. The duchess got up, nnd, with a good deul of manner, went over to meet him. Roso didn't hear what the duchess said. But when John Gnl bralth unswered her, his voice easily filled tho room; "You tell Mr. Pike, If that's his name, we haven't nny vacancies in the chorus ut present If wo find we need you, wo cun let you know." lie snld It not. unkindly, but ho ex ercised somo power of making It evi dent thnt us he finished speaking, the duchess, for him, simply censed to exist. Then, with disconcerting sud denness, he looked straight at Rose nnd snld: "What do you want?" She'd thought him tall, but ho wasn't. He wns looking on a perfect! level into her eyes. "I want n Job in tho chorus," said Rose. "You henrd what I said to that oth er woman, I suppose?" "Yes," said Rose, "but . . ." "But you thought you'd let me nay It to you again." "Yes," she said. And, queerly enough, she felt her courage coming back. Rose Aldrich's luck in hunting a Job In the chorus of a musical comedy and what happens after ward Is described with thrilling emphasis in the next Install ment. ITO BE CONTINUED.) Resistance of the Wind. Tests on u model pf the nnval collier Neptune made in the wind tunnel of tho Washington nnvy ynrd by Naval Constructor William McEntce show thnt if this vessel wcro steaming against n 30-inllo wind nt 14 knots an hour it would require about 770 horse power to overcome tho reslstanco of tho wind. Tills is about 20 per cent of the power necessary to propel acr through the water. Ikal n oritcimm CULTIVATION OF AN ORCHARD Summer Work Is Necessary If Profit Is to Bo Made Threo Methods Given by Expert. Summer cultivation of the orchard Is necessary If n profit Is to be mnde, In the opinion of F. S. Merrill, nsslst nnt professor of horticulture In the Knnsns States Agricultural college. "Three methods mny be practiced In tho cultivation of tin orchard," said rrofessor Merrill. "The first of theso Is the sod-mulch system. This Is prac ticed on bottom land or lnnd high In fertility. Orchards on fertile lnnd are likely to produce n heavy growth of wood, which prevents the formation of fruit buds. In order to overcome this a grass crop should be sowed in tho orchard. The grass crop Is mowed when necessary and allowed to re main on the ground. "The second method, often used, consists of sbwlng n grass crop In the orchard and harvesting the hny. This system Is injurious to the trees nnd re duces the size und value of the fruit. "Where the topography and slope of tho lnnd will permit, clean cultivation is ndvlsnble. It kills the weeds nnd conserves the moisture. Orchards cul tivated In this manner will producq lnrger fruit than under other systems of cultivation. "Clean cultivation will keep down Insert pests by destroying their hiber nating places and food supply. The, buffalo tree-hopper is less Injurious in clean cultivated orchards because It removes their food supply." HANDY APPLE-PACKING TABLE Portable Device Made of Odd Ends of Lumber and Mounted on Dis carded Wheels, Is Useful. A table for sorting npples to be packed for shipment was mnde of odd ends of lumber, and mounted on dls-i carded wheels, ns shown, mnklng It readily portable, writes M. Glen Klrk patrick of Des Moines in Popular Me- Apple-Packing Table. (chanlcs Magazine. The handiest fen ture of the rig Is a chute from tho top, on which the apples nre sorted, for culls, leaves, etc., which might get into the barrels. The sluts of the tablo extend lengthwise, and tho chute open ing Is ncross the top. When the chuto opening Is wanted wider or nnrrower, tho slats around It: nre moved. CAPTURE OF CODLING MOTHS Old Practice of Placing Burlap Band Around Tree Trunk Effective In Reducing Numbers. One of the new-fangled contraptions for the orchnrd is n trap to catch tho codling moth. Most of the codling lnrvno after leaving tho apples spin n silken case or web under tho rough bark on the trunk und there change to the moth stnge. The ol'd practice! of placing a burlap band around the trunk to entice the worms hns been, effective In reducing their number, but' Is rarely used ns It requires n great' deal of attention. The new trap con sists of n strip of burlap wound around, the trunk In the usual way, but over this Is tacked n strip of 12-inesh screen, six or eight Inches wide, which, encircles the tree trunk over the bur-, lap band. The upper and lower edges of the screen nre turned under and' carefully tacked. to tho bark, which has been scraped smooth. SAWDUST USED FOR A MULCH Has Proved of Benefit to Berry and Small Fruit Plot In Home Gar den, Especially Potatoes. Sawdust used as n mulch for tho berry und small fruit plot In tho homo; garden hns proved of much benefit, especially for potatpes. After pre paring tho ground In tho usual wuy, plant tho potatoes In drills or rows itwo feet npart and IS Inches In tho row. Cover loosely with two Inches of soil, then mulch with sawdust 4 to 0 inches deep. KEEP RABBITS FROM TREES Veneer Protectors May Be Had at Small Cost From Almost Any Nursery Paper Is Good. Protect those trees from rabbits. Veneer tree proteoiors mny bo had nt n smnll cost from ulmost nny nursery. Stiff pnper properly wrapped around baso of tree Is commonly used. Corn Btnlks nro sometimes tied nbout trees with binding twine. V t