CHAF F EE
ROARING HORSE
•Y ERNEST HAYCOX
So thinking, she came to
Melotte's and rode down the
yard—a yard resembling an
armed camp by the number
of Flying M and ex-Stirrup S
men loitering about. Going
Into the house she went to the
room where Mack Moran lay.
Mack had been in pretty bad
shape from a bullet through
the shoulder, it had pulled the
solid flesh off him and
whitened his naturally ruddy
cheeks. But he was past dan
ger now and he smiled cheer
fully up to the girl as she sat
down beside the bed.
“Able to sit up and take
nourishment yet? She asked
him, smiling back.
“This family will shore make
a hawg out o’ me, ma’am.
Imagine chicken with dump
lin’s—l bread with pear
Sreserrx. Gosh, I wish I’d
een shot a couple years ago.
They certainly is somethin’
crooked about a universe
which lays a man flat on his
back before he discovers the
institution of home cookin’.’’
“If you were married that
la the way you’d eat every
day,’’ she said. “Something
good has to be saved for the
fellow who throws away his
freedom, you know.”
“Yeah,” agreed Mack, and
pondered over the matter
with a scandalously matter
of-fact air. “All three of Me
lotte’s girls are shore fine. One
brings breakfast, one spells
out with dinner, and the third
Bits in for supper. How’s a
man to decide which he ought
to propose to? I’m plumb
willin’, but I can’t nowise
•eem to decide.”
‘Possibly they may decide
among themselves for you,”
she replied, trying to keep a
straight face.
To Mack Moran that had all
the earmarks of a splendid
idea. ‘‘Now there’s the whole
thing boiled down. Wouldn’t
that be simple? Gosh, I even
get chocolate to drink before
I fall off to sleep. The oldest
one—the one with the pritty
hair always fixes that for me.
Chocolate, can yuh tie that,
now?"
“Perhaps it has already
been decided,” said she, and
then hoped he hadn’t under
stood.
He muttered “yeah,” star
ing out of the window. His
mind was on other things.
“Juusasame, I’d like to be on
a horse. Ain’t had a letter
from Jim yet, and he said he’d
drop a liaa right ofr."
“Mack,1* said she, the words
tumbllf/ijf teadlong out of her
mouth, * which way did he go,
was he hurt, did—did he tell
you anything I might like to
know?”
Mack reached for his to
bacco and answered the last
question first. “He ain’t a man
to spread himself out loud,
ma’am. Not even to me, which
is his best friend. Way back
shore seems like ten years—
when he saw yuh a-passin’ on
the street he said to me,
‘Mack, I’ve got to meet that
girl.' I reckon yuh’d like to
know it. An’ when Jim said
that he meant a whole lot.”
“Thank you,” murmured
Gay, and looked down to her
lap. “I—I am glad to hear
that.”
* As for ben’ hurt—yuh bet.
Leo put some buckshot in his
shoulder. That’s been a
wou-yUif me ever since. And
he was £j rlul tired. Dunno as
I ever sr r him look more
tired. Gom’ down the canyon
Is a year’s work piled up into
a few blamed excitin’ minutes.
I ain't anxious to try again.
Not me. But we shore made
history. And he hated to leave.
Felt like he was runnin’ away.
I had the daggondest time
arguin’ with him. The fool
woulda rammed his head
plumb Into a loop. But I ain’t
had a letter—”
“Where did he go?”
“He aimed for the pass.
Meant to cross over and into
Bannoc City. It’s snowin’
heavy up thataway. I can see
it from the winda here. When
it’s white clear down to Saw- I
yer Rock it means the pass is
fifteen feet deep in drifts.
Daggone.”
“What could happen— what
possibly might happen to him.
Mack?” asked the girl, anxiety
showing through.
“Nothin’, as long as he’s got
two feet an’ two hands. That
boy can take care uh himself.
But some o’ that gang might
’a’ winged him. And that buck
shot could cause an awful lot
of trouble. Son-of-a-gun, I
wish I was able to ride a
horse!”
She got up and went around
the bed to look out of the win
dow. "Yes, it’s snowing hard
up there. But it packs down
in the pass, Mack. It always
does. He’d have a good firm
underfooting. And there’s the
cabin in case of trouble ”
Moran was surprised. “Ifow
come you know all about those
things? That’s old-timer’s
talk.”
She was apparently so en
grossed in her own thoughts
that she didn’t hear Macks
question. “And he was sup
posed to have written you?
Four days ago, from Bannoc
City? No, two days ago, leav
ing time for him to cross. Well,
if he crossed he would certain
ly go to Bannoc City—no other
town in the valley. And the
letter, if he wrote one on ar
riving, ought to be here now.
Do you think he might delay
writing, Mack?”
"No sirree bob. He knows
I'm on pins an’ needles. He’d
drop a line right off. He’s
punctual thataway.”
She turned from the window
with a strange and abrupt
lift of her sturdy little shoul
ders. Mack, watching her, got
the impression she had made
up her mind about something
at that instant. "I’m going
back to town. Do you mind if
I ask for your mail at the post
office? If he has written a
letter I’ll bring it—to-night.
If not—”
"Yeah, then what?”
She smiled at him and
touched his sunburned fist.
"Be good, cowboy. Eat all the
chicken and pear preserves
you can hold. If I don’t see
you again, Mack, say a prayer
for me once.” She was light
hearted about It, but a small
kink of wistfulness lay around
her lips.
"Ma’am who’m I to be sayin’
prayers for you? If an old
dawg like me got to mentionin’
yore name to the Lord it shore
wouldn’t he’p yore reputation
none in heaven.”
"Reputation?” murmured
the girl. The smile slowly left
her. "I have heard the word
before, always unpleasantly.
Mack, do you know what I’d
do if I were you? I believe I’d
propose to the Melotte girl—
the one who always brings you
chocolate at night. So long.”
She was gone from the room,
leaving Moran somehow dis
satisfied with her departure.
The touch of her hand had
been cool, reassuring, with a
brisk friendliness to it. Mack
had never known a woman,
who without trying to play the
part of a good fellow among
men, was as little self-con
scious of her sex. She made a
brave, contained figure; with
always a reserve in her eyes
that held others away. Only
once had that reserve dropped
t» give another some sight of
. wistful and lonely hunger
of her heart.
She returned to town and
stopped a moment at the
stable. A little lifter she came
out of the hotel with her
traveling oag ana stepped into
a waiting rig. The driver whip
ped away through the graying
afternoon. Fifteen miles to the
south she got off at a lonely I
flag stop surrounded by the
immensity of the desert night
and spoke to the agent drows
ing over his keys. Perhaps an .
hour later tiie agent built a i
bonfire of paper in the middle |
of the track and stopped an j
east-bound train. The girl got
aboard and sat very quietly in
one end of a day coach while
the wheels made their swift
tat-a-tat-tat rhythm along the j
rails. Presently they were ,
climbing through a gorge with ;
the trucks howling to the
curves; and around midnight
or a little later she left the
train at another junction
point, beyond the lowering
outline of the Roaring Horse j
range. A six-horse stage
waited beside the tracks with
some long-faced gilded letter
ing hinting at the name of a
hostelry. She was the only
passenger, and the driver,
peering through the gioom,
saw nothing but the blur of
her face.
“It’s Gay Thatcher, John,”
said she, closing the coach
door.
“Howdy, ma’am! Lorda
mighty, glad to see yuh again!
Say, it’s cold. You better take
my laprobe.”
“No, thanks.”
The coach rolled off, team
stretching to an even gait.
She drowsed and woke, and
drowsed again while the
clumsy vehicle pitched along
the uneven road. And always
there was in her mind the (
memory of something fine and
pleasant; once she repeated
a name very softly to herself.
“Jim Chaffee.” And added:
“Gentleman.” Before dawn
the coach brought her down
the main street of Bannoc
City. She ate breakfast by the
smoky kerosene lamp of an
all-night restaurant and went
directly to the stable. It was ;
a misty daylight before she 1
left town, bundled up in an
other rig. In the interval she
talked to the clerk of the
hotel and to the night mar
shal, asking only one question
of each. And then she was
away, leaving behind her the
news of her passage. The men
who had seen her said nothing
at all. But there was one wo
man In the hotel—the wife
of the clerk—who had risen
early and who had caught a
moment’s glimpse of the girl.
And this woman spoke with a
bitter acid in her words.
“So that Thatcher girl is
back again. But she ain’t got
courage enough to wait until
folks can see her brazen face
by plain day.’
The clerk was sleepy and
therefore made a tactical
error. “Oh, she’s all right.”
“You hush! She always ;
could pull the wool over the
eyes of menfolk. Don’t start
that argument again. It’s been
dead five years. It’s better left
that way. She ought to have
the decency to keep wide of
this valley.”
CHAPTER XV
Turbulence
Thirty-four Pass lay hard
locked in the grip of the
storm. For almost a week day
light had been little more than
a gray and weaving half light.
Sight of the distant valley was
blotted out; even the timber
line was lost somewhere down
the driving mists. Twenty feet
below the drifts lay the trail,
and the wind, booming across
these drifts, ripped high
sprays of snow upward and
sent them sheeting against
the summit cabin, like tall
waves smashing across a
stormy sea. A bitter and bleak
world it was, with the peaks
obscured and enshrouded, and
sending earthward the eerie
scream of the gale as it
sheered the sharp points; a
world of torturing cold and
uneasy loneliness. Even the
cabin, perched on a ledge
above the trail, was banked to
the eaves. Inside, a fire
burned, and the heat formed
layers of thawed ice against
the panes, adding to the in
terior darkness. Water dripped
through the roof; wind and
snow sifted between every
minute interstice. J:m Chal
fve sat hugging the stove and
studied the dwindling pile of
nood.
“I always figured purgatory
was a hot place," he muttered.
"8ut I reckon I must have
been mistaken. If this ain’t
hell's back door then I’m a
monkey's lineal cousin."
One foot was bare and soak
ing in a pan of hot snow
water. He lifted the member
with patient care and ran a
thumb around a swollen ankle
bone. "No use tryin’ to walk
on that for another week. It
won’t hold me up none before.
Then what? In a week I won’t
have energy enough to open
that door. Fact is, I’m awful
gant right now. Chaffee, old
horse, if you got a brain, now
is the time to use it. If I stay
I starve. If I try to crawl out
I freeze. From these simple
facts let us proceed some
where.”
A fat and sedentry man
could have lived on the
strength stored in his surplus
tissues these five monotonous
days. Jim Chaffee was not fat,
nor never had been anything
else than mucculariy thin. And
he aiweys had lived the kind
of a life that absorbed the
energy of each meal and left
none for storing away. He was
feeding on his life’s vitality,
slowly breaking down the fine
machinery of his body. Aftei
the horse had thrown him he
had crawled better than one
mile along the gathering dark
ness to the cabin. The place
was just as some itinerant
trapper had left it—a pile ol
wood by the stove, a hall
dozen battered utensils hung
along the wall. But excepting
a rind of bacon as hard as a
rock and an empty flour sack
there was nothing left to eat
In the cupboard. During the
first two days he eonsidcred
himself absolutely destitute
of food. After that an empty
stomach jogged his wits and
he experimented. He filled a
lard pail with water. Turning
the flour sack inside out he
took his pocket knife and
scraped away the gray film ol
flour left in the seams. This
went into the pail of wTater
After it went the bacon rind
He stoked the stove and let
the mixture boll for an hour
Tiio j.ard can smelled bad tc
begin with, the bacon rinc
was not easy to lock at. “How
ever, it’s nourishment, ain’t
it?” he consoled himself, and
poured out a small portion ol
the brew. He had always heard
that a starving man could eat
anything and say that it was
as good as a king’s dish. The
first drink of this rancid,
anemic soup convinced him
that was gross error. Nothing
in all his mature experience
tasted half as horrible. He
choked down the revolt of his
stomach and optimistically
took his pulse. Maybe it was
the last jog of nourishment in
the bacon rind and flour that
made him feel a kind of glow,
Maybe it was just the hot
water, maybe it was only the
excitement of hope. All in all,
it was a poor experiment. In
fact, it seemed to make mat
ters worse, for the hot water
further aggravated the sen
sation of being as hollow as
a drum. He drank a little more
on the third day. But on the
fourth day disgust took him
and he thi;ew can and con
tents across the room. “I’d as
lief eat dead rats.”
Meanwhile, the snowdrifts
piled higher around the cabin,
and he knew that unless he
kept some sort of an alley
cleared from the door the time
would come when he couldn’t
get out, as weak as he was
becoming. On hands and
knees he crawled across the
room and opened the door, to
face a solid wall of snow. Very
patiently he burrowed a tunn
nel upward through it, work
ing in the manner of a mole.
(TO BJ CONTINUED)
farm income tumbles
Ames, la. — . — Iowa's 10
principal farm commodities—hogs
cattle, sheep, corn, oats, wheat, bar
ley, dairy products and eggs and
poultry—showed a drop of *100,000,
000 in 1930 income, in comparison
with 1929.
Recommends Soybean as
Emergency Hay Crop
Ames. La.- . —Soybean is rec
ommended as an ideal emergency
legume hay crop for Iowa farms by
F. S. Wilkins. assistant chief in for
age crop work at Iowa State col
kMKL
While soybean is practically equal
to Of all a or clover in fed value,
Wilkins has found, it can be har
vested withm 80 days after It has
been seeded.
The mint soybean is the only va
rleto UfU* at die agricultural ex
periment station over a 15-year pe- |
riod which gives promise of being
better for all purposes than tire
Manchu variety. The IUini variety
yielded an average of 8 per cent
more seeds in tests than the Man
chu and other common varieties in
1928, 1929 and 1930 and about the
same amount of hay.
Where Shall Power Rest?
From The Seattle Times.
Jonathan Bourne, Jr., former
senator from Oregon, is greatly dis
turbed lest this country find itself
in the hands of a dictator in the
person of the president of toe
United States. The oreacident. by
hi* control over the radio, Inter
state Commerce and tariff commis
sions; the federal reserve bank,
shipping board, and the director ot
the budget, holds in his hands the
destinies of the nation, and that
seems to bother Mr. Bourne.
The existence of such enormous
power for good and evil cannot be
denied; it is inherent in the wealth
and industrial activty of the coun
try; It can’t be diminished, but
must increase. If that authority is
not to rest with the president, then
who shall exercise it? Congress?
*■ The combined wisdom of 531
members of both houses is un
doubtedly greater than the wisdom
of one man, but when combined
wisdom has been diluted by the in
dividual folly and self-interest o'
that number of persons, the net re
sult proves itself inferior to the
w isdom of almost any one man.
The power mu$t be exercised:
the American people will take theii
chances on holding one man re
sponsible rather than to try to ap
portion that responsibility among a
multitude who are ever prone to
take credit for the good and to
pass to others the blame for the
bad. _11
Livestock decreased 33 per eent
in value and 9 pec cent in number
in Kentucky during 1910.
11 OF INTEREST TO FARMERS
c
bOlL AND SUNLIGHT
Up until a few years ago, it was
thought one should not expose soil
for inoculation to sunlight, for fear
of khling the necessary legume bac
teria. It was commonly thought that
seeding legumes, inoculated with
soil, must be done on a dark day.
Now there is more definite infor
mation on tills opinion. In an ex
periment at the University of Mis
souri, it was found that legume bac
teria remained viable for a long
time in dry soil. Soil containing
legume bacteria was exposed to
strong ultra-violet light for varying
periods of time, and in no case wa3
there any detrimental effect of this I
inoculating .soil detected. This indi- ]
cates that the ultra-violet light o'
the sun would have no detrimental
action on the legume bacteria in the
soil. Thus it seems that when leg
ume bacteria are once well estab
lished in a soil through nodule pro
duction on a legume, they remain
viable lor a long time, regardless ot
drying out or exposure to sunlight.
This seven-year experiment indi
cates that when once established in
a soil, the legume bacteria will not
need to be introduced again as in
oculation within intervals of time
common to most crop rotations.
SORE NECKS AND SHOULDERS
On farms where tractors have
been the means of reducing the
number of horses, it is important
that the latter be kept in good con
dition if the work that must be
done by horse drawn implements is i
to go forward at the right time, j
When one has only two horses and |
one of these gets laid up with a
bad neck or a sore shoulder, impor
tant field work might be delayed.
Sore necks and shoulders are main
ly the result of ixxirly fitting har
ness and the accumulation of dirt
which makes the bearing surfaces
rough. Keep the collars clean and
smooth. See that they fit properly.
Bathing the shoulders and neck af
ter each period of work, using salty,
cold water or a strong tea of white
oak bark, or a solution of one tea
spoewful of tannic or gallic acid per
pint of cold water, helps to prevent
galls. When a sore is noticed, bathe
the part with hot water several
times a day and then sop on some
peroxide of hydrogen. Apply zinc
ointment.
IMPROVING PASTURES
A 74-acre pasture at one experi
ment station has been giving us
something to think about during the
last three years. By dividing the
pasture into several smaller fields,
and with the application of fertil
izer and the rotation of the cattle
from one pasture to another in
grazing, the treated land has given
2'^ times as many pasture days as
has similar land not fertilized.
Along with this improvement in the
carrying capacity of the pasture there
has been a great reduction in the
quantities of feeds required as in
barn feeding. This work was be
gun in 1928 and during the third
year, or 1930, less than one third
as much silage was used as in 1928,
grain was reduced one half, beet
pulp four fifths, and hay one quar
ter. The fertiliZyed pasture £ave a
net return of $73.74 above feed, fer
.i izer, and land costs as compared
with only $20.38 on the unfertilized
pasture. Isn’t it about time we
learned how to grow more and bet
ter feed on some of our land devot
ed to pasture?
SELECTING BREEDING SWINE
Some reports have been coming
in of the swine record of perform
ance work being carried on in sev
eral states. The data indicate clear
ly by comparison that some strains
of breeding are more efficient than
are other strains. This leads us to
wonder whether our methods of se
lecting breeding stock are all they
should be. As a general practice we
select the best looking gilts for
breeding purposes. This method
dees not enable us to make litter
comparisons. If, at farrowing time,
we were to mark the pigs in each
litter as to enable us to identify
them by litters later on, we would
then have an opportunity to com
pare litters particularly as respect
ing rate of gain and uniformity of
body conformation. Rate of gain
is a fair index to economy of gain.
We should compare the perform
ance of litters and not the confor
mation of individuals in selecting
gilts for breeding purposes.
PLOW SWEET CLOVER EARLY
Experiment stations’ work and
practical experiences of corn belt ;
farmers prove that plowing under
biennial legumes such as sweet 1
clover in early spring: has a better
effect on the succeeding crop than
later plowing when more growth
has been made. Water removed
from the soil during too extended
spring growth is doubtless one rea
son for late plowing being inferior.
It also appears that during the pe
riod of most rapid growth, when
sweet clover is reaching the height
of 18 to 24 inches, little additional
nitrogen is gathered from the air.
Nitrogen which had been stored in
the roots and in nodules attached
to the roots late in the fall be:ore
is merely transferred to tops. Spring
plowing of sweet clover and other
biennial legumes should be done as
soon as possible after spring growth
is well started, for most satisfactory
results. When the new growth is
three to eight inches high is an
ideal time.
SELECTING HATCHING EGGS
Any poultryman who persistently
sets small eggs is directly working
against his ovn interests and the
future of the Industry. It has been
determined that pullets at maturity
lay eggs in proportion to their own
size and weight, and that their size
and weight are directly in propor
tion to the size of the eetgs from
which they were hatched. The plac
ing of ohlv large, well-formed,
normal-shelled eggs in the incuba
tor will result in pullets themselves
oapab'.e of producing the same kind
of eggs. Eggs going into the incu
THE FEED QUESTION
In order to determine what pri"e
can be paid for a feed and which
feed will be the cheapest to buy, ,
the dairyman must appreciate what 1
type of feeds he has on hand and
what type of feeds he needs to bal
ance them. Feeds should be pur
chased not by thr price per ton but
by the orice per pound of the neces
sary digestible feed elements.
INSIST ON BEST SEED
There can be too much neighbor
linesa. This refers to the practice of
swapping farm seeds, or buying
ftom a neighbor whose yield is re
bi writable, but whose grain has not
bator should be graded with tha
same care that is used In grading
high-cias3 market eggs. Greater at
tention to this one feature would do
more to increase the general quality,
of table eggs than any other group
of management features. The result
would be to step up the per capita
consumption of eggs through its un
mediate reflection in increased qual
ity. _^__
CLEANING WORK HARNESS
It is not too early to iook over
the work harness. To overhaul and
ciean a harness it is best to take it
apart and make such repairs as ar®
found necessary. Allow the harness
to soak thorough.y in a washtub
three fourths lull of warm water
containing a handiul of sal soda.
As each part is removed, scrub it
well with a stiff brush and lay it
aside. A scrubbing beard will fa
cilitate cleaning. While the har
ness is still wet, apply harness oil
with a sponge or a cloth. Rub the
oil well into the harness. As the
water dries out of the leather the
harness oil will work in. As the
pares are ohed, place them in a pile
so that the surpius oil may drip
lrom the top pieces to the lower
pieces. Use harness soap or dress
ing to finish the process.
WHICH GRAIN?
The dairyman is or ten laced with
the prooieni 01 buying gra.ns. Wnicn
tnuuid ne cnoose 10 aeep his costs
uownv in this case total nutrients
are to be purchased, lor grains are
added to the ration for that pur
pose. Tnis time the cost per Dushel
or cost per ton should only guide us
when it indicates tne lowest cost per
pound of total digestible nutrients,
ror an example, corn may be pur
chased lor io cents a busnel, wneat
lor il> cems, cats for 35 cents, and
barley ior 53 cents. At these prices
one pound of total digestible nu
trients in corn would cost 1.65 cents,
in wneat 1.46 cents, in oats 1.55
cents, and in barley 1.36 cents. Tho
dairyman now could readily choose
tne cheapest milk producing grain
to buy.
TREES STOP EROSION
The use of black locust seedlings
planted thickly on the banks of gul
lies and in other rapidly eroding
places to scop cutting up of fields
and destruction o. good farm land
is proving highly satisiactory. Plant
ing willow slips and cottonwood
seedlings in the actual gully bed
and in scepy and wet parts and
placing black locust on the sides
and aiong the edge of the gully ap
pears to be the best combination.
The forestry department of Iowa
State college is encouraging this
method of erosion control by locat
ing and making available black lo
cust seed. The plan suggested is
that lamiers buy one-half to 011a
pound of the seed, soak it 28 to
a8 hours and plant in the garden.
’Ihe young trees should be removed
from' the garden after one year.
CURING THUMPS IN PIGS
Anemia, or thumps, a disease that
causes several losses in young pigs
closely confined until two or threo
weeks of age, may possibly be con
trolled as a result of the test work
conducted at an experiment sta
tion. Milk anemia is caused by
shortage of iron or iron and copper
salts in the sow's milk. The feed
ing of these salts to the sows does
not affect the milk. Painting the
sows’ udders with a solution of fer
ric sulphate, beginning shortly af
ter l'arrowing was the the most ef
fective of any method tried. It
would appear to be a practical farm
practice where early farrowing or
close confinement is necessary as a
part of keeping pigs out of contact
with old yards and lots until trans
fer to a clean pasture is possible.
SWINE SANITATION AGAIN
The trouble with us Americans is
that we are all the time looking Iot
something new or different in the
solution of our problems—to the ex
tent that we fail to practice that
which is old but still good. Ir wa
are going to let our spring pigs be
born in filthy places, then we are
going to be very good prospects for
some salesman of a "new wonder
in remedies later on when our pigs
are suftering from "Necro” or
worms, or both. We are going to
pav out hard money for something
that won’t do us very much good,
We are going to buy a padlock for
the hog premises after the damaga
has been done.
TIGS MOVE RIGHT IN
After the chickens vacated the
house, one farmer brought in his
spring pigs and sheltered and fed
them iu this house. He has built a
concrtte feeding floor alon^ the
front of the building which will
serve as a sanitary runway for his
chicks next year and the years to
follow. His sows farrow early enough
in spring so that he may move
them from the building onto clean
pasture in time to place his brood of
White Leghorn chicks into the
house sometime in April. The rota
tion for the year will then be com
plete and he will be growing hi!
chicks and pigs in a good house and
under sanitary conditions and one
house has served for all operation!
the year around.
-M
DECREASING FERTILITY
The replacement of horses and
mules by tractors has advanced as
yet only a little way, considering
the United States as a whole, but
its continued progress appears ine
vitable. The number of tractor* on
farms is nearly 800,000, while the
number of work horses and rntiles
two years old and over decreased
from about 20,600,000 In 1918, to
18,000,000 in 1929. The number o1
horse and mule colts has decreased
from a maximum about 4.500,000 in
1916 to 1.400,000 in 1929. The num
ber of colts being raised is l*a»
than half enough to replace Qu
work animals that die annually oe
become useless.
been tested for purity. A fanning
mill will help to get rid of chaff
and weed seeds. It’s a wise plan ta
check up on the fanning mill 'ay
rending a sample of the clean*!
seed to the state seed laboratory
for analysis. Be neighborly, yes;
but plant clean seed. See that your
neighbor supplies seed just as pure
as you would expect from a reliable
seed house. If he can’t do it, gel
the seed elsewhere.
GOOD TURKEY CHOW
Oats and wheat, with an occa
sional feed of whole corn ,are th«
staple* for winter feeding of tux*
kev*.