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^ By ST. GEORGE RATHBORNE. &
Author of "Little Miss Millions," »The Spider's Web," "Miss
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CHAPTER V.
The Game Grows Warmer.
Out of the frying pan into the fire.
Charlie had Just taken leave of the
professor’s wife, and had not made
' two turns from the little parlor ere
he ran directly up against the enemy.
There stood the professor, glaring
at him like a wild beast.
“Will you again deny the truth, vil
lain?’’ he said, endeavoring to calm
himself lest he lose his voice.
Charlie surveyed him with amuse
ment.
"Yes; this time, I confess, it was
your charming wife whom I have just
left. Do you know that two women,
your wife and her cousin, Hildegarde,
have played a very neat little game
upon you?’’
“What? She and Hildegarde—-upon
me? Pray, with what object?”
“To arouse your jealousy; to make
you realize how dear to your heart
this same wife is; to take you out of
your musty books and induce you to
derote a fair part of your time to the
woman who has given up her life to
you.
The professor seemed stunned. “Man,
can this be true?” he gasped.
“As heaven itself. She is in yonder.
Go and learn for yourself. You will
receive a warm welcome. Forgive as
you wish to be forgiven, professor.”
“Sir, a thousand pardons. I shall
take your kind advice. Our duel, then,
is off. Oh, what an ass I have been!”
And Charlie quite agreed with him.
“So ends the scene in the drama. Now
for another which may not have quite
so pleasant a finis,” muttered Stuart.
Again he bore down upon the func
tionary who kept watch and ward
over the books. When he had cor
nered the clerk he made his request
known, and a messenger was sent to
find the countess and request her pres
ence in a nearby bijou parlor.
Minutes passed. Still no one came
to summon him.
Tired of waiting he walked direct
ly to the door of the little parlor and
stepped inside.
Involuntarily a groan welled up
from his heart. He had entered this
room to meet the countess, that
charmer of men, who played with
ambassadors and princes as though
they were pawns upon a chessboard,
and now he had found—Arline Brand!
There she stood before him, more
beautiful than even his ardent recol
lection had painted her, a smile of
welcome dimpling her cheeks, the
azure eyes glowing with pleasure.
Yes, it was Arline Brand.
Ye gods! if she and the countess
were indeed one, he could readly com
prehend how men wrere ready to give
up honor and fortune for the hope of
her love and favor.
Almost a minute iney aiuuu tuus,
each evidently busy with a train of
thought.
Arline was the first to recover.
She dropped the curtains and ad
vanced toward him. “Ah! you have
come, Mr. Stuart,” she said.
He took her hand and pressed it.
B ildness was returning it seemed.
“Yes, I promised, you know; and,
though I daresay I have legions of
faults, at least my word is as good as
my bond. Pray, be seated,” offering
her a chair.
He was quite himself now, and that
meant a wide-awake, ingenious young
man, ready to meet and wrestle with
difficulties as they arose.
Just opposite to her he sat down.
It was, at least, a rare pleasure to
be so near her in this confidential
mood. The delicate, violet odor that
permeated her rustling garments was
like a breath of spring, and the
magnetism of her presence almost in
toxicated him.
“You have been wondering what as
tonishing chain of circumstances
brought a girl like me into such a
miserable place as that underground
dungeon?” turning toward the door
with a glance that did not escape the
eye of Charlie Stuart.
“Well, yes, to some extent; but it
was not alone the desire to hear your
promised story that brought me here,
in spite of warnings from the baron.”
He watched, but by no telltale pal
lor or start did she betray the fact
that she knew to whom he referred by
“the baron.”
“What other reason could influence
you?" she asked, a little eagerly.
“The natural desire to meet you
again. That wasn’t wrong—you don't
blame me, do you?”
“Perhaps I should not—you have al
ready been so good a friend; but if
acquaintance with me is to bring dis
aster or even danger to you, it might
be better if you forgot me.”
He detected a plaintive little note in
this, and his chivalrous spirit was up
in arms at once.
“I am not in the habit of deserting
any one who is my friend because, per
haps, it may mean trouble or even
danger to me to continue my acquain
tance.”
She seemed deeply affected by his
words.
“ You overwhelm me with kindness,
Mr. Stuart.”
“Nonsense. The favor is just the
other way. It is a rare pleasure for
me to serve you.”
“And yet 1 can hardly refuse, for.
Heaven knows, I am in great trouble,
and need a friend. If ever a young
woman did.”
“Compose yourself, I beg; and be
gin, please.”
Charlie believed he was about to
hear some news of more than ordin
ary importance. In imagination he
could picture the remarkable young
widow who created such a furore all
over Europe. She might resemble Ar
line in many ways, but surely such
a charmer of men could not possibly
assume the air of innocence which this
young woman carried with her.
At the same time he felt impelled to
relate the adventure he had experienced
with the professor, and even mention
that he had been solemnly warned by
the baron.
When she heard that Peterhoff be
lieved her to be the celebrated adven
turess, she hung her head.
Charlie was overcome with confu
sion.
“T have H iQtroconrl vmi* n n rl vot I
beg you to believe I meant it all kind
ly. It was a silly thing for Peterhoff
to do, but even the shrewdest of men
of his stamp make absurd blunders
sometimes. His last famous one cost
Russia her Czar. Remember, I never
for once took any stock in his ridicu
lous idea. It was all a mistake.”
Then the maid looked up.
Her eyes were sparkling with real
tears, but Charlie’s haste to assure her
of his positive belief In her innocence
of the charge had brought a smile to
her face.
“It is dreadful, even to be taken for
such a notorious woman, don’t you
think? But perhaps I should look at
it reasonably, and believe the baron
has made an excusable blunder. Real
ly, some of the garcons here in the ho
tel have addressed me as countess, and
I have been puzzled to account for
it until now, so we must look alike—
I a demure little English lassie, and
she a clever, designing Russian dip
lomat.”
Charlie nodded, eagerly.
What she said seemed so very rea
sonable, and she took it much better
than he expected.
But he could easily discover that
Arline was not wholly at her ease.
Frequently she cast quick glances In
the direction of the door.
This fact had come to his attention
some time back; but Charlie did not
find the least reason to suspect that
the baron had aught to do with it.
She seemed to hesitate, perhaps
hardly knowing ju3t how to begin her
story.
“Allow me to remark, in the begin
ning,” said Charlie, “that, while I am
ready and anxious to serve you, and
stand ready to do all that may become
a man—if there is any reason why you
should wish to keep these things se
cret, I will try to help you, even while
ill i^uuinuLC.
“Oh, no,” she answered quickly; “it
is not that. You are entitled £o the
fullest confidence. I was only endeav
oring to collect my thoughts so that
I might know just how to begin. And,
besides, I have a natural feeling of
shame, because the person who has,
I sadly fear, been plotting in secret
against me, is one who should be my
best friend upon earth—my father!”
Young though she was, this beauti
ful girl had known what it was to sup
with poverty, to be left alone and
friendless in the world and to meet
with the most unexpected and glorious
fortune.
Her story, even when briefly told,
was a series of dramatic surprises, such
as are well fitted for the stage, yet
occur so seldom in real life.
She barely mentioned her earlier
years, save to tell how her father, a
sea captain, had been lost as it was
believed, at sea; and with her mother
she had fought the grim wolf in Lon
don, sewing, as such people of refine
ment reduced to poverty must do in
order to earn bread.
Then came her mother’s death, fol
lowed by her bitter fight against the
world, and especially the persecution
of a dashing gentleman, who seemed
determined that she should marry him,
no matter if dislike and disgust took
the part of love in her breast.
Then the wonderful freak of fortune
that brought Arline in contact with
an eccentric old aunt who was exceed
ingly wealthy.
It was the old story—Arline's mother
had married beneath her, and from
that hour had been as dead to her
relatives; but when a kind Provi
dence threw the forlorn young girl un
der the high-stepping carriage horses
of the dowager Lady Wallis, and she
later on discovered that this lo'/ely
creature was her own flesh and blood,
a sudden love for the girl sprang up
in her withered old heart, which re
sulted in her adopting this niece a3
her sole heiress.
Two years later Arline was bereft
of her eccentric, but kind relative, and
found herself once more alone in the
world, this time possessed of a most
bountiful fortune.
Then it was. with the abruptness of
a cannon shot, Captain Brand ap
peared upon the scene.
He had a thrilling story to tell of
his vessel’s foundering in a gale off
the African coast, his narrow escape
from drowning, of being cast ashore,
found by wandering Arabs, taken into
captivity, sold some years later to a
tribe of the Great Sahara, so that he
finally drifted to Dahomey where,
through the assistance of the faithful
woman he had been forced to marry,
he eventually made a bold and success
ful escape, though his companion gave
u» her life in throwing herself in
frmit of a spear that was meant for
him.
Arline accepted it all as gospel truth,
and would have at the time believed
even a much more miraculous series of
adventures could such have been by
any means invented by this modern
Munchausen.
This was before she knew Captain
Brand so well.
She spent money with a liberal hand.
He was enabled to indulge his love
for fine clothes to its full bent. He
smoked the finest cigars, drank the
most expensive liquors, and she feared
he frequently indulged in gaming.
Thus a year went by.
Captain Brand had ceased to beg for
money. He demanded it as his right,
and in sums so large that Arline was
growing alarmed.
He had tried to influence her to
make her will leaving all her wealth
to him; something might happen to
her, though Heaven forbid, and she
would not like to think of the great
property going to strangers while her
poor papa was left unprovided for.
Arline refused to do as he requested,
something within warning her against
it.
Some time after the dreadful sus
picion had flashed into her brain that
Captain Brand was having a will
forged to suit his ideas governing the
case.
Even then she had not realized what
this might portend. How should an
innocent trusting young girl desirous
of bestowing all reasonable benefits
upon the man she had come to believe
was her father—how should she sus
pect that this ungrateful man could
conspire with unprincipled confeder
ates to actually take her life, yet by
such means as would make it seem a
cruel accident?
While in Antwerp he had professed a
keen desire to visit the dungeons of the
Steen, and yet always made it appear
as though she were the one most
interested in the abode of ghostly
memories.
An expedition wras accordingly
planned.
Arline never C'>uld tell just how it
came about. She remembered Captain
Brand’s enthusiasm in leading her
deeper into the recesses, and how he
suddenly disappeared while she was
examining some object of interest;
how she waited for him to reappear,
until, growing alarmed by the dimin
ishing size of her candle, she had en
deavored to find her way back to the
party; how she tripped and fell, losing
her light. Then she cried out in terror
as the awful darkness closed around
her, but no answer came.
Then she realized that the others had
gone; that this cruel-hearted man she
called father, had deserted her, pre
tending to believe, no doubt, that she
had gone above with a portion of the
party upon whom the horrors of the
dungeon soon palled.
He could also take it for granted
she had gone away with her new-found
frier.ds, and not show any alarm for
hour*.
It was a cleverly concocted and dia
bolical scheme, which had for its ulti
mate outcome the dethronement of
her reason.
Doubtless Captain Brand had ar
ranged it so that in such a case he
would be appointed the natural pro
tector and guardian of his afflicted
child, and thus, of course, have the
handling of her fortune.
Charlie was aghast.
He had never heard so terrible a
thing in all his life. He almost
doubted his senses.
‘‘I have made up my mind regarding
one thing, Miss Brand," he said, posi
tively, "which is to the effect that I
do not believe this man to be your
father!”
(To Be Continued.)
HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN DELIGHTED
Ladles Calling on President Thought
Ho Had Reason to Be Pleased.
“Just send in your cards,” said a
well known army officer to two New
York state women who were wonder
ing how they could arrange “just to
shake hands with the president.”
The advice was followed next day,
and much to their surprise aud delight
they were at once shown into the re
ception room, where the president was
busily engaged in refusing the request
ot a prominent senator who had called
on the ever-present and everlasting
topic of offices.
“Very sorry, senator, but this is im
possible; I cannot do it,” the presi
dent was heard to say.
“Please think it over, Mr. Presdent,”
said the senator, “and I shall call
again to-morrow.”
“Absolutely final. I cannot do it. I
cannot do it.”
“My,” said one lady to the other,
“but wouldn’t we better be going?
That man is a senator aud we don’t
know what may happen.”
The next moment the president was
shaking hands with both.
“I am delighted to see you, de
lighted,” said he.
“Well, you ought to be,” said or»3 of
the women, recovering from the whirl
wind of cordiality.
The president looked embarrassed.
“We den’t want anything, yt»j
know.”
Cigarettes tor Subftcrlbora.
El Pais, which is a pushing paper of
Buenos Ayres, offers to give every sub
scriber for three months an equal
value in cigarettes, so that the custom
er gets $5 worth of news and tobacco
each for the one price.
REFORM THE TARIFF?
EFFECTS OF SOME PREVIOUS
EFFORTS IN THAT DIRECTION.
Whon Congressman DeArmond Tried It
Klght Veers Ago Keen the Males In
Osage Township, “Sheered at It Worse
Than at a Locomotive Whistle.'*
In 1894 Mr. DeArmond came home to
the bosom of his political family, fresh
from the halls of a congres* which had
labored long and hard with the ques
tion of “tariff reform." H* came di
rect to Clinton, and was received un
der an arbor, where he spoke to the
dear people on this subject for two
hours. The “Republican'' had hired a
Democratic court stenographer to take
the congressman's speech, that It
might be preserved for posterity, but,
after the oration had been delivered,
the stenographer was bought, and the
Republican could never get that
speech in long hand for love or mon
ey. Mr. DeArmond spoke as one di
rect from the fountain head. He came
straight from Washington, where he
had seen the sugar trust and George
Vest laboring with “tariff reform” on
the floor of the senate, and he brought
with him doubtless, though not for
display, Grover Cleveland's denuncia
tion of the “tariff reform" of himself
and his colleagues, branded as “party
perfidy and dishonor.” All over the
sixth district Mr. DeArmond talked
“tariff reform,” and when the polls
closed on the night of the election his
majority of thousands had dwindled
uown to less tnan a hundred, and it s
ancient history that, had Bob Lewis
tried, he could have been the member
from the sixth Missouri at the next
session of congress. The reason for
all this was that the peculiar brand of
“tariff reform” advocated by Mr. De
Armond had been working in the
sixth district and the people were ex
periencing some of its peculiarities.
Up in Shawnee township, Charlie
Powers was buying mule colts for $15
a head. The stock feeders were sell
ing their fat cattle in the Kansas City
markets for about what the hide and
horns were worth under a protective
tariff. Calves were worth about the
price of jack rabbits, and horses sold
on tho streets of Clinton for $5 a
head. The banks were as good as
closed, and gilt-edged paper could not
get a hundred dollars for thirty days.
Bank presidents spent their time
whispering to each other, while the
cashiers whittled boxes on street cor
ners. The mills shut down and there
was no market for their products; the
coal mines followed suit because coal
was not needed at the mills. People
had plenty and to spare, but no per
son wanted the surplus. Long trains
loaded with Mexican cattle were run
ning through the country and the fat
steers of Henry county were not worth
shipping. Since that time our con
gressman has let tariff reform severe
ly alone as a political issue when
speaking his little piece to the people
in this neck of the woods, and has had
free silver, anti-imperialism, anti
Americanism, down with Republican
rural mail carriers and down with the
trusts as his plea, but the "hants”
have ceased to frighten the mossbacks
and doubtless Mr. DeArmond has con
cluded that his ancient argument and
its dire result has been forgotten, and
when he comes home again he will
spring it as something fresh upon the
voters. ‘‘Tariff reform!” The dog
blamed thing almost knocked this
county silly the only time it was ever
tried, and they say that even the
mules in Osage township “skeer” at it
worse than at a locomotive whistle.—
Henry County (Mo.) “Republican.”
The Republican members of con
gress who have taken a firm stand
against any concession to Cuba in
volving an exception to protective
principles are thoroughly consistent
and on solid ground. If the tariff
on sugar is to be reduced especially
to oblige Cuban planters and middle
men the protective tariff system will
be assailed at other points to assist
foreign interests at the expense of
our own. The Republican national
platform goes no further with reci
procity than to approve of it in deal
ing with articles that we do not pro
duce ourselves. That is the true basis
of action for Republicans. If they in
troduce an exception they open the
door to other exceptions and to tariff
tinkering, the end of which no one
can foresee. The Impartial protection
of American industries is ac
knowledged unquestioned Republican
doctrine. Special tariff concessions to
a foreign country are not Republican
doctrine and never can be until the
party abandons one of its principle
and cardinal articles of faith.—SL
Louis Globe-Democrat.
The Future of Sugar.
It may be that the American Sugar
Refining company, otherwise known
as the sugar trust, has become a buga
boo with which to frighten us honest,
hard-working tillers of the soil, and it
certainly appears in multifarious
shapes, now as a Cuban sympathizer
in Washington, deploring the recalci
trancy of congress in admitting brown
sugars at a fraction of the present du
ties and at the same time religiously
prohibiting the importation of Cuban
white sugars; appearing again as a
great plantation owner in Cuba and
then again in Porto Rico. We learn
that the trust Is a partner of Claus
Spreckels in California, including his
Immense new beet sugar factory at
Salinas, the largest in the world, and
now from Denver comes the news that
the American Sugar Refining com
pany has made the first move to take
up the beet sugar industry in Colorado.
Henry L. Nies of New York, superin
tendent of construction and refiners of
the American Sugar company, after
two weeks spent in an investigation of
the Mutation In Colorado, has returned
to New York. Two companies, to
operate in Boulder, Weld, Larimer,
Arapahoe, Jefferson, Morgan, Wash
ington and Logan counties, have been
incorporated with a combined capital
of $1,000,000, and Mr. Nies has secured
options on lands suitable for beet cul
ture and for the erection of sugar re
fineries. These lands are those which
independent beet sugar companies
were examining with a view to pur
chase. i
Evidently the sugar trust must be
casting anchors to the windward, and
when sugar refining becomes a lost art,
as Is certain as soon as the plantations
make white sugars, which they can
easily do, the magnates of the sugar
trust will come to the cane and beet
fields and earn their living by the
sweat of their brows, like the rest ot
us.—The Louisiana Planter and Sugar
Manufacturer.
INVITING RETRIBUTION.
Southern Democrats Cannot Afford to
Voto with the Tariff Robbers.
The sugar interest could defeat the
Cuban concession if the Democrats of
the house were to stand by the insur
gent Republicans and refuse to make
any change in the tariff. It looks, how
ever. ns if they are willing to open the
bill for amendments only that they
may attack the tariff at various points.
This is a dangerous policy, especially
for the members from the South. If
the representatives of the cotton states
insist upon attacKing tno taritr at va
rious points, how can they expect to
defend the iron and steel schedule by
which Alabama, Tennessee and Geor
gia are so largely defended? How can
they refuse to reduce or entirely re
move the tariff on cotton goods as be
ing an unnecessary protection for a
country where the raw material is
grown and where we are experts in
machinery? To glance for a moment
at our great and growing cotton In
dustry must convince every Southern
congressman that he is Inviting peril
ous retribution when he attacks sched
ules In which this section is either not
concerned or is greatly interested.
In the cotton Industry the number of
workers employed has increased 38.4
per cent while wages have Increased
31.3 per cent. This is explained by
the expansion of the Industry in the
South and the comparatively low rates
of wages prevailing here. Details are
as follows:
COTTON GOODS. INCLUDING COTTON
SMALL-WARES.
1900. 1890. Inc.
Number of es
tablishments .. 1.C31 905 16.1
Capital .$467,240,157 $354,020,843 32.0
Wage earners,
av. number_ 302,361 218,876 38.4
Total wages.$ 80,689,752 $ 00,024,538 31.3
Miscellaneous
expenses . 22,112.078 16,716,524 82.3
Cost of mate
rial used . 170,551,527 154,912,979 14.0
Value of prod
ucts . 339,19S,G19 267,981,724 26.0
If the census had been taken this
year instead of in 1900, the returns
would undoubtedly have been still bet
ter, as trade conditions have improved
materially during the past fifteen
months.
Now, If Southern Democrats attack
certain schedules, in which they are
not specially interested, they need not
bo surprised to find the Republicans
retaliating In kind. The mills of the
North, which turn out a finer grade
of goods, can stand a large cut In the
cotton goods schedule, while It would
be simply ruinous to the South. To
reduce the cotton schedule Is to dis
place from the home market, in favor
of British and German mills, much of
the products of our Southern mills. It
is therefore good policy for the South
ern Democrats to stand by the Louisi
ana sugar growers and by the cotton
factories that are now springing up in
every direction. If an alliance is
formed between the Democrats and
the “insurgents" let it be an honest
alliance!—New Orleans “Item."
Twin Nuisances.
u.s.
treasury
Will the Farmer* Stand It?
Before making the cut in the sugar
tariff the dominant party in Washing
ton should study the statistics of the
last election. Where did the big ma
jorities come from, majorities which
elected Republican congressmen and
gave the presidential ticket an un
precedented vote? The answer will
be, From the farmers of the Middle
West and Western states. The cities
had overcome their alarm at the white
metal menace, but the farmers, many
of them carried away by the silver
craze of ’96, lined up for the Republi
can party as they never did before.
And now the first change proposed in
the tariff is one that will lower the
protection on a product of the farm.
Is this fair treatment of the farmers?
Will the farmers stand it to see their
prosperity threatened while other in
dustries are left undisturbed? Unless
all the signs fail the tariff will be a
leading issue in the next campaign,
and where will the Republican party
be with the farmers alienated?—Grand
Rapids (Mich.) “Herald.”
Maintenance Ration for Horace.
At the University of Wyoming ex
periments were made to determine the
amount of alfalfa hay and straw re
quired to feed farm horses while at
rest. Two horses were kept in the
barn and fed dally all the hay and
straw they would take. One horse,
named Ben, ate 14.92 pounds of hay
per 1,000 pounds of live weight. The
other horse, Doc, ate 13.68 pounds of
hay per 1,000 pounds of live weight.
The average for both horses was 14.3
pounds of alfalfa hay per day per 1,000
pounds of live weight. Another test
was made.
The horses ate straw very regular
ly during the feeding trials and it
seems that they needed more carbo
hydrates than alfalfa hay furnishes
for a maintenance diet where the ra
tio of carbohydrates should be not
far from 7 to 8 to 1 of protein, while
the ratio in alfalfa hay is little more
than 3 to 1. Ben and Doc were ac- ,
cordlngly put in the stable and fed
alfalfa hay morning and evening and
were given an ad llblaim feed of
straw during the day.
We take twelve days of this feed
ing with alfalfa hay and oat straw,
since from the effect of the season
the grain did not fill well, hence,
doubtless, more of the material gath
ered to fill the kernel must have been
left in the straw. Ben ate 14.68 pounds
of hay and 2.23 pounds of straw per
1,000 pounds of live weight and gained
44 pounds in weight during the twelve
days. During this period, Doc ate
12.86 pounds of alfalfa hay and 2.28
pounds of oat straw per 1,000 pounds of
live weight The average for the two
was 13.76 pounds of hay and 2.26
pounds of straw per 1,000 pounds of
live weight, or, we may put it, 13%
pounds hay and 2% pounds of straw.
Oar Exports of Horses*
A publication of the Department of
Agriculture Bays: A comprehensive
Idea of the recent development of the
United States export trade la horses
may probably be obtained from the
following statement which gives sep
arately the exports to Europe, to
North American countries and out
lying Islands, to South Africa, and
to all other countries combined from
1£94 to 1901:
EXPORTS OP HORSES FROM THE
. UNITED STATES.
To To all
•tear To North To other
ending Eu- Amer- South coun
June 30. rope. lea. Africa, trie*.
1894 .1,452 8.663 0 141
!896 . 7,972 6,860 1 161
189« .17,243 7,690 1 192
1897 . 28,488 10,608 1 636
1898 .87,673 12,989 117 371
1899 .81,949 12,890 127 812
1»00 . 37,377 14,045 10,220 8,080
1K»1 .24.488 14.842 87,465 6,455
It Is thus seen that the extraordi
narily heavy exports of horses from
the United States In 1901, amounting
as they did to 82,250 head, were due
primarily to shipments of 37,465 head
to South Africa—a larger number of
horses, with one exception, than had
ever been consigned up to that time
to any cingle destination in the his
tory of our country. If this factor,
however, be entirely eliminated from
the trade there is still apparent a re
markable and almost steadily Increas
ing demand in both North American
and European countries for horses
bred and reared in the United States.
Tbe Parsnip as Stock Feed
In feeding cattle, the parsnip Is
found to be equal, if not superior, to
the carrot, performing the business
with as much expedition, and afford
ing meat of exquisite flavor and a
highly juicy quality. The animals eat
it with much greediness. It is reck
oned that 30 perches where the crop
is good, will be sufficient to fatten an
ox three or four years old, when per
fectly lean, In the course of three
months. They are given In the pro
portion of about 30-lb weight morn
ing, noon and night, the large ones
being split in three or four pieces, and
a little hay supplied in the Intervals
of those periods. And when given to
milk cows with a little grass hay, in
the winter season, the butter is found
to be of as fine a color and excellent
a flavor as when feeding in the best
pastures. Indeed, the result of ex
periment has shown that not only in
meat cattle, but in the fattening of
pigs and poultry, the animals become
fat much sooner, and are more healthy
than when fed with any other root or
vegetable; and that, besides, the meat
is more sweet and delicious. The
parsnip leaves, being more bulky than
those of carrots, may be mown off
before taking up the roots, and given
to cows, oxen, or horses by whom they
will be greedily eaten.—Stephens’
“Book of the Farm."
lladly'Tied Wool.
L. M. Hartley, an Iowa correspond
ent of the Farmers’ Review, writes:
“To get wool to market in the best of
condition, the most essential points
are to have it tied up correctly by an
expert. There should be no foreign
substances left in the wool, but it
should be strictly clean. As to mar
kets, my experience is that St. Louis
is a great deal better market than Chi
cago, and Boston a little better than
sither.” It is certainly true that the
woolgrowerthat does not make a study
pf the methods of marketing his prod
uct loses money on account of the wool
-eaching the market in a shape in
vhich the buyer can find an excuse for
paying less than the prevailing price.
Symmetry can be increased by stun
ner pruning or pincaing.
