The Sioux County Journal,
VOLUME VIII.
HARKISON, NEBRASKA THURSDAY, JULY 30, 1890.
NUMBER 47.
THE WANTS OF MAN.
"Kit wants bat little her below.
Nor wants that little long,"
TU net with me exactly so;
Bat 'tit to in the song.
Mr wants ire many, and, If told.
Would mutter many a icore;
ad were escb wish mint of gold
I still should long for more.
What first I went I dally bread
And canvas-backs and wlue
And all the realms of nature spread
Before me when I dins.
Four courses scarcely can provide
My appetite to quell;
With four choice cooks from France, be
side, To dresa my dinner welt.
X want (who doea not wsnt?) a wife
Affectionate and fair.
To solace sll the woes ef life,
And all Its Joyi to share;
Of temper sweet, of yielding will.
Of firm, jet placid mind
With all my faults to lore me still
With sentiments refined.
And as Time's car Incessant runs,
And Fortune fills my store,
I want of daughters and of sons
From eight to half a score.
I want (alas! csn mortal dare
Such bliss ou earth to crave?)
That all tbe girls be chaste and fair
The bora all wise and brave.
I want a warm and faithful friend.
To cheer the adverse hour;
Who ne'er to flattery will den-end,
Nor bend the knee to power
A friend to chide me when I'm wrong,
My Inmost soul to see;
And that my friendship prove as strong
For him, as bis for me.
I want tbe seali of power and place,
The enalgns of command;
Charged by the people's unbought grace
To rule my Dative land.
Nor crown uor aoepter would I ask
But from my country's will.
By day, by night, to ply the task
Her cup of bliss to fill.
I wsnt the voice of honest praise
To follow me behind.
And to be thought In future days
The friend of human kind,
That after ages, is they rise,
Exulting may proclaim,
In choral union to the sklea,
Their blessing! on my name.
These are the wants of mortal man
I cannot want them long,
For Ufa itself Is but a span,
And earthly bliss, a song.
My last great want, absorbing sil
ls, . when beneath the sod.
And summoned to my final call.
The murcy of my God.
UNEXPECTED DEBUT.
"Mr. Huf bes!"
John Hughes looked around. Coulif
b hare lost his seniles? There was
Mr. Osgood, tbe manager of tbe great
Commercial Hotel, natening toward
him with aa much speed as bla portli
ness would permit, after calling him
by name across the crowded office. Id
a moment Osgood bad overtaken him
and shaken hands.
"Glad to see you tmck, Mr. Hughea."
"Thanks," answered the person ad
dressed, wondering whnt could be the
reason of this cordiality.
"I have taken great liberty with you,
my dear Hughes," continued the man
ager hesitatingly.
"Namely?"
"Well, you ace. Sir Charles Mervyn
came here the other night and wanted
accommodations for a night or two.
The house was full convention of
dentists here then, you know. I dis
liked to turn away ho distinguished a
member of the nobility" (this with a
very pompous manner) "and so, know
ing you were out of town for a few
days, I gave him your room."
"Ia he here still V
"No; left this afternoon."
"All right, then, of course," pursued
Hughes, with mock seriousness, "It
abould not be done for everyone, but
for so distinguished a gentleman as
Lord Mervyn I am only too proud o!
the honor,"
. As he entered his room and proceed
ed to divest hi mite If of his wraps he
thrust his foot against an object lying
half concealed on the edge of the
bureau. Ticking It up he examined It
curiously.
It was the photograph of a young
woman, clad liecomlngly In furs. A
pair of smiling eyes looked out at him
from under the shadow of a dainty cap.
Who on earth could It be? Jack
scratched his head In perplexity. Then,
turning It over, he saw on the buck.'
"To Chnrles Mervyn, In loving remem
brance of H. IV
"Chnrles Mervyn," that must be the
young sprig to whom Osgood had
given the room. Why could "II. IV
want to give her picture to a man like
that? And then there was tbnt "In
loving remembrance," too. Well, he
certainly didn't cure about It, only
Next morning, its Jack entered the
pressroom of the Telegram, he met the
theatrical reporter pnelug Impatiently
up and down,
"I want you to do me a favor, Jack,"
he said. "Grandmother dead apo
plexy ; want to catch the 0 o'clock train
for Liverpool. Will you write up
'Rosalind' to-night ? It's at the Star."
Jack said at first he couldn't do It,
but In his good nature finally consent
ed. At 8 o'clock In tbe evening he
started for tbe theater, Juat aa he
was passing Into the Wnise he felt a
tremendous slap oo the shoulder, and
next moment someone bad grasped
both bis hands and was snaking them
violently.
Jack looked up and saw a little man'
of sandy complexion, whose blue eyes
were gaslng Into hla with all the Joy
of recognition.
"Jack, old man, you haven't forgot
ten me, have you?"
"Forgotten yon, my boy? Well, I
nope not. Thought you were abroad."
"I waa. Got tired of wandering about,
and looked round for something to do.
Look here, what do yon think of this?"
He handed Jack a card, upon which
was engraved: "Ernest Ruthen, man
ager of Harriet Parkhuret Company."
Jack laughed.
"80 this Is the end of your studying
In Berlin, Is It?"
"Never studied much. Couldn't get
tbe hang of tbe German language.
Somehow."
They entered tbe cafe and seated
themselves at a side table.
"What are you doing now, Jack?"
asked Ruthen.
"On the Telegram staff; came to
write up 'Rosalind.' How much of a
notice do you want will two columns
do?"
"Are you In earnest. Jack?"
"Certainly."
'Two columns In the Telegram!
That means success. Now, Jack, you
will get your reward Immediately.
Come and s"e Miss Parkhurst act Shall
we look ou from the stage or the"
bouse?"
"The stage, by all means."
Tbey turned down by the side of the
theater and passed In a narrow little
door, whlcb a dirty sign announced to
be tbe stage entrance. A few steps
further down a passage and they stood
upon the stage. The curtain was down.
Everywhere there was confusion.
Workmen were hastening to and fro,
carrying furniture and shifting huge
piece of canvas. A file of soldiers were
rehearsing their drill noiselessly with
their captain. Tbe stage manager. In
bis shirt sleeves, was giving orders to
all cool, collected, undismayed by tbe
chaos of scattered articles by which be
waa surrounded.
Rutben made bis way skillfully be
tween the scenes and Jack followed
him more slowly.
"Miss Park burst, let me mske you
acquainted with my friend, Mr.
Hughea."
As Ruthen apoke Jack raised his eyes
and found a young lady. Yea, there
was no possibility of mistake; she was
the original of bis photograph. There
were the soft furs nestling close to the
slender throat, the dainty cap set
coquettlshly upon the dark head.
"I am sorry, Mr. Hughes," Jack
heard her saying, "but I am late and
shall have to hurry with my dressing. '
She had gone. Jack sat down upon
a box and shook his bead to see If be
were really awake.
"Anything wrong?" asked Ruthen.
"Heart disease," answered Jack with
a smile.
"Now," said Ruthen, aa the call bell
rang, "let's make for a box and see the
play"
The house was barely half-filled with
people, ami long rows of vacant seats
met their eyes as they entered the box.
The Incandescent lights, shining upon
the rod-and-gold hangings of the big
theater, lent a very desirable air of
comfort and warmth to It. Still there
was a look of discontent In Iluthen's
eyes as he east a quick glance around
the audience.
'That house won't pay expenses," he
said, as he mw Jack's Inquiring look.
"How long are you going to run
her?"
"Billed for three weeks, worse luck,"
growled Ruthen.
"Bet you a 'Aver you have a crowded
house to-morrow night," said the critic,
complacently.
"What do you mean?"
"Just what I say," answered Jack.
"Now, old man, do not Interrupt me; I
have got to begin." And taking out a
notebook Jack commenced to write.
Ruthen entered the theater next af
ternoon and found his way blocked by
a line of people which stretched from
the box office to the street. Ills coun
tenance was no longer clouded with
anxiety, but he waa the picture of con
tent, and his eyes len.med through his
glasses as though he were at pence
with all mankind. Exchanging a fur
tive wink with the ticket seller he en
tered the house, wberc ho found a re
hearsal In full progress. The actors,
who till that day had been, noticeably
listless and Indifferent, luul developed
nil energy as sudden as It was surpris
ing. Even the bnisqe stage manager,
yielding to tbe general enthusiasm, had
softened the notes of his hnrNU voice
to tin astonishing degree of mildness.
"Standing room only" stared the pub
lic In the face as they pussed by the
entrance of the Star that evening. .lark
sbxsl before the signboard mid contem
plated It with no lltttlo satisfaction.
How strange It nil seemed. Ijist night
he had grudgingly come to wrllo up a
new play. He had met In Ruthen nn
old college chum; had found Harriet
Parkhurst to be the original of the pho
tograph, and luul won success for them
by his glowing description of the play.
He had done hlmsolf a good turn, too,
though an Indirect one, for the editor of
the Telegram, spurred on by the excel
lence of his article, had seen fit to com
pliment him upon It and make a mate
rial addition to his present salary. Just
then Ruthen caught sight of blm em
ployed In staring vacantly at the sign,
seised him and bore Bin off to the
cosy office.
"You have done me a good turn,
Jack," he said; "positively saved me
from bankruptcy."
"Bosh!" said Jack, but be was pleased
all tbe same, and went up to a portrait
of Miss Parkhurst as Rosalind to bide
his confusion.
"Beautiful woman. Miss Parkhurst,
eh?" asked Ruthen, darting a quick
look at Jack.
"More than beautiful charming, I
should say." '
"Just so," said Ruthen.
Two weeks bave sped quickly by, and
"Rosalind" is still playing to crowded
houses. Jack and Ruthen have become
as inseparable as R Is possible for two
beings whose time is so occupied to be,
and all Jack's spare moments are spent
In Rutben's office, except such few mo
ments as tbey spend together round at
the palatial "Shakspeare." To-day be
Is writing at Rutben's desk. He Is all
alone, and hearing the door open he
does not look up.
"Ruthen In?"
It Is a stout old gentleman who has
addressed him, one very courteous in
manner ami very neatly dressed.
"Beg pardon," says Jack. 'Thought
you were be. He has not come in yet.
Will you not be seated?"
"Thanks, can't watt. Will call later.
Kindly give him my card."
Jack nods and the gentleman bows
very politely and leaves. The crttle
glances Indifferently at the card "Sir
Charles Mervyn, Cblswlck."
A llotle later Ruthen enters and finds
Jack standing In the center of the room,
apparently oblivious to all bis sur
roundings, whistling a tune from "Er
mlule." "What's happened now, Jack?"
Jack hands blm the card.
"Sir Chawles sec ez bow he'll call
later," he remarked.
The manager gazed at bis friend In
no little surprise. For tbe last few
days be bad seemed rather moody and
despondent, and now he was suddenly
changed.
"Be back In a minute. Want to post
some letters," Jack said, picking up nil
hat
Truly he took a long time to get to
postofflce. Passing through a door over
which was tbe legend "Stags ent fence "
and nodding to the doorkeeper, Who
grim old face slowly relaxed Into a
smile as he saw who It was, for Jack
had become a great favorite wrtb all;
he asked for for Miss Parkhurst
"Said she couldn't see no one this
afternoon. These mrutynays Is very
trying."
Jack pressed a coin Into the willing
hand of the doorkeeper and groped hla
way carefully to the actress' door.
"May I come In?"
'That depends on who It Is," an
swered the person on the other side of
the door calmly.
"It's me."
"Who Is me?"
"Jack."
"Jock who?"
"Jack Hughea," said the critic, coolly.
"Now If my catechism Is satisfactorily
answered, let me revert to tbe original
question, 'May I come In? "
The door was opened.
"I am penciling my eyebrows; sit
down and watch me," said the frank
young maiden.
She returned to the mirror and re
sumed operations on the eyebrows.
"Won't you please be seated?" she
said, sweetly, after Jack had wandered
round the room several minutes.
"Where, for Instance?" he asked,
glancing vainly for an unoccupied
chair. 'There doesn't seem to be a
vacant article of furniture anywhere."
'There Is always the floor," suggest
ed the actress carelessly, putting a fin
ishing touch to her eyebrows.
"Or the celling," said Jack.
"Now," wild Miss Parkhurst, "let's
go and try the first scene on the stage.
I will be the maiden fair and you can
act tbe disappointed lover."
The scene was set and the actn-as
sank Into a grent armchair which was
drawn up before the fireplace. .Inck set
tled himself upon a stool at her feet,
lint anil cane still In hand.
"How long before the piny com
mences?" he linked.
"O, not for some time. The bell will
give you warning, and, besides, the or
chestra Is still plnylng."
Jack wns most unaccountably silent.
".V penny for your thoughts, Mr.
Hughes."
"Do you really want to know tliom,
Miss Parkhurst?"
Harriet nodded.
"Well, then," snld Jack, "there they'
are. I was thinking of how well
you "
Ills sentence was destined never to
be finished. A lxll sounded, and slm
ultnnMusly the grent curtain rose, dis
closing to the critic's astonished gaze
tlie dazzling gleam of the footlights and
the eager faces of a large audience. For
a brief moment he hesitated, so sud
denly had It nil happened, and then he
was alKitit to arise from the stool upon
which he had seated himself, when
Harriet laid hc hand on bis arm nnd
snld hurriedly:
"Act as though you were terribly em
barrassed." "What?" gasped Jack, frantically.
Luckily for both, tbe applause of tbs
audience was now redoubled as they
saw what seemed to them a bit of per
fect acting, so well did the actors ap
pear to feign etrsrrassment. Never
before bad they seen such naturalness,
and when Jack's face met tbeir view
tbe look of agony and appeal upon it
only served as added fuel to their ad
miration, and tbey burst forth anew
with an uproar which seemed to raise
the roof.
"Keep It up. Jack," whispered Miss
Parkhurst forgetting in her excitement
that she bad called blm by his first
name.
"Keep It up?" shouted he, rising un
thinkingly to his feet, and now thor
oughly beside himself at the thought
of the figure he was cutting, "bow can
I help keeping It up?"
The applause subsided as the audi
ence saw blm about to speak. To
Jack's surprise Harriet now rose and
stood before blm, her eyes flashing, her
face eloquent with anger.
"Yes, Mario, keep It np at all hazards.
Continue as you have begun. Follow
me with your persecution as you will,
but do not for a moment think that it
will aid your cause."
When Jack bad seen Harriet ap
proaching blm, with a mental "What's
coming now, I wonder?" he, already on
his feet prepared for flight. When she
apoke, however, be caught his cue.
Gazing at her sadly, be began in a
broken voice:
"Miss "
"Rosalind," breathed Harriet sotto
voce.
"Miss Rosalind," continued Jack,
recklessly. "I bave hoped against all
reason. Heaven knows you never gave
me the slightest encouragement, yet
the great love I bear you must plead
forgiveness for any unwitting rude
ness. Good-by, my darling. May God
bless you!"
"Are you going?" murmured Harriet,
faintly, quite aghast at this unexpected
eloquence.
"Yes, far away from here. I will nev
er trouble you again, Rosalind. May I
kiss you before we part?"
Rosalind seemed to harbor some seri
ous doubts as to the propriety of this
request but there was no time to hesi
tate, and Jack took her In his arms.
"Mr, Impudence!" laughed tbe ac
tress, as be pressed hla lips to hers.
"Couldn't help It" answered Jack
blandly, In an aside, under cover of an
expression of deep sorrow. "All In tbe
Interest of art you know. . What shall
I do now, run for It?"
"Yes, only go slowly and don't stum
ble."
Jack stalked sadly away after tbe
moat approved fashion.
"Well, I never!" Ruthen was stand
ing behind a piece of scenery mopping
tbe perspiration from his face. "You
did nobly, my boy. Tbe leading actor
was delayed, and Just arrived. The call
boy mistook you for him, thought ev
erythlng was ready, and rang for the
curtain. What a fright I was In when
I saw you there!"
"Wouldn't go through that again for
a thousand pounds," said Jack.
"You wouldn't eh?" laughed Ruthen
After the evening performance Ruth
en and Miss Parkhurst entered the
"Shakspeare," and were shown to a
room In which was a table set with
dainty china and glass. Here they
found Jack Impatiently awaiting them.
"Come," said Ruthen, In his quick,
nervous manner, "we won't wait for
Mervyn. He told me he would be a
little late."
Dinner passed off very pleasantly
but no Mervyn appeared.
"Where can Uncle Chnrles be?" ask
ed Harriet.
"Uncle who?" snld Jack.
"Didn't you kuow Charles Mervyn
was my uncle?"
"Surely," Jack thought, "this Is a
most eventful evening."
"I wonder," snld Ruthen, "If he has
mistaken the room. I'll go down to
the office and see If he has been there.
Jack, I leave you In Miss Parkhurst's
care."
Ruthen was on the point of giving up
his search as fruitless, and was nlxiut
to return, when he met Mervyn Just
entering the hotel.
"Very sorry to have broken up your
little party, Ruthen, but T was unavoid
ably detained."
"Your niece and Mr. Hughes nre
waiting for us upstairs. Let's Join
them."
Ruthen preceded the corpulent bar
onet up the stairs.
"Here we nre, Sir Chnrles," he said,
throwing open the door.
What was It tlint caused him to close,
It again with such hnste and endeavor
to put on nn expression of unconscious
ness? Jack hnd slipped Into nn easier atti
tude and Harriet had picked up a book,
but too lute for Kuthen's quick eyes.
"Well," said the baronet, somewhat
testily, for he hnd Just finished a hard
climb, "nre they there?"
"Yes, I believe so," said Ruthen.
"Believe so! Don't you know?" and,
passing by Ruthen quickly, he opened
the door and stood on the threshold.
lie turned around.
"They seem to tie engaged, Ruth-i
en," he snld, with an attempt at dig
nity. "Shall we have a game of bill
iards?" Good Company.
Those who bold positions over a man
may be sorry when he dies, bat tboss
holding positions under him look at bis
remains with considerable hops.
THE FARM AND HOME
MATTERS OF INTEREST TO FARM
ER AND HOUSEWIFE.
The Beat Green Feed for the Dairy
man's Herd-Barn Baseaseata Not
Dastrable for Horace A Hard Prob
lem to Solve Ferai Note.
The Cow Pea.
It is beginning to be understood that
the legumes, such as clover, alfalfa and
pes vines, are not only the best green
feed for the dairyman's herd during
the summer, but among the best for tbe
winter hay, If properly cured. The dif
ficulty of curing the hay of the pea vine
has done much to prevent its use for a
winter feed among dairymen who have
fed it with profit during the summer.
We select from one of our exchanges
the following plan for the cutting and
preserving of the hay from this useful
leguminous plant.
The practical man who gives us the
Information says: "After the vine
commences to bear, and gome of the
pods half grown, I take a grass blade
and cut tbe vines some five or six
Inches above the ground.
"This work is done after the dew has
dried off and the vine Is clear of all the
moisture from dew or rain. While the
process of cutting the vines Is going on,
I have prepared a lot of fence rails or
poles will do. I commence a pen, first
by flooring it with rails or poles; I
then build It, say two feet high. I then
fill up tbe space with the fresh-cut
vines as fast as I can. After the space
Is filled, then I floor again; go two feet
high, and fill this space, and continue
until I get the pen ten feet high. On
the last space I manage to have it
sloped. After you All the last space
cover with boards to prevent them from
getting wet, and the Job Is done. No
need of handling them any more, not
even for feeding." Farming News.
Basements Not Beat for Horaea.
The basement barn ought never to
be used to keep borseg In
In summer. It is a cool place,
but It Is made so by being kept
too dark and by lack of ventilation.
The odor from the urine Is constantly
rising from their evacuations, and as
this contains much ammonia It Is
doubly Injurious, first to the health and
secondly to the eyesight Many horses
have been blinded by being kept In
dark stables, with perhaps a light shin
ing from a small window over the
horse's head. The fact that the under
ground stables are unfit for borseg
somtlmes Induces farmers to turn their
working teams out to pasture during
the night. This will more surely weak
en a working horse than anything else
the farmer can do to him.
It Ia a Hard Problem.
The average wages paid to each ope
rative In our manufacturing Industries
waa $485 per year, according to the
census of 1890, an Increase of two
thirds over 180D. But the gross receipts
from the average farm, with Its stock
and Implements worth all told about
$3,500, were only $408 for each opera
tive or mature person who worked on
the farm, a decrease of 15 per cent. The
shrinkage In fnrm values has been
more gerious during the past five years
thnn the decline In wages. The prob
lem of the times Is to even these things
up, so that with equitable taxation and
strict economy In public expenditure,
the chances for a happy life and mod
erate comjietence nisy be as good In
country ns in city, on farm as In fac
tory. On Pruning.
If trees have been pruned In the fall,
winter or spring, the careful orcliard
ist will And considerable work to do
during the summer mouths, and should
always go armed with a strong hook
bladed pruning knife or a heavy Jack
knife with a strong blade, when taking'
a walk through the orchard. In most
bearing orchards young trees are plant
ed from time to time as others die and
are removed; and H Is during the grow
ing months that small trees need the
most looking after. Sprouts start out
along tbe stems of small trees, nnd If
allowed to grow will take up most of
the nourishment from the roots. The
top of the trees will make but little
growth and will soon wear a sickly
look. In windy locations young treetf
arc very apt to get top-heavy ou the
opposite side from prevailing winds
and should be kept cut back In order
to preserve the symmetry of the trees.
The real time to prune In this country
Is whenever anything Is found out of
position and needs cutting awny. The
careful orchardlst carries his primer
with him as religiously as a Texas
cowboy packs his gun. Field an
Farm.
Outside Howi of Corn.
In almost all grain crops the rows
next to the fence are poorer than those
townrd the center of the Acid. This
Is also true of the potnto crop, the
trampllngof horsesattheeudof the rows
while cultivating Injuring the plants.
There Is the same kind of Injury with
corn, but usually the outside rows have
more nnd better ears than those that
have shade on all sides of them. Oc
casionally, however, on the windward
side the hills on the outside row wllf
Bot be so well filled with grain, aa tbe
psNen Is blown Into tht fit id ins'ead of
to the outside rows. It Is not often that
an ear Is fertilised in Urge part wlta
tbe pollen from Its own stalk. Nature)
provides for crossing, and tbe corn
plant mixes more freely than any other
when differing varieties are grown
near each other.
Tarnipe Amoag- Cora.
It is a co mo inn remark among farm
ers that tbe turnips sown in summer
make their best growth after frost
comes. This Is not wholly because tbe
corn is then cut and ceases to shade tbe1
turnips, nor Is It wholly because at
this time there are frequent rains whlcb
stimulate growth. The chief reason we
think is that so soon as frost stops tbe
growth of corn It ceases to draw from
tbe soil the available plant food which
at this season is developed by cultiva
tion very rapidly. There Is probably
no time when the soil contains mors
available fertility than Just when tbs
growth is checked by frost Most of
this plant food. If not used by tbe tur
nips, would be washed away and lost
during the following winter.
Apple Tree Boota.
There Is a great difference In tbs
way the roots of apple and other fruit
trees mn. It Is usually In tbe same
line with their tops. Pear trees nat'
urally spire upwards, and they have'
roots that strike for the subsoil. A
Russet, or Greening apple tree or a'
Baldwin will have very different roots
from a Northern Spy. An experienced
nurseryman can distinguish most of tbs
common varieties of apple trees by
the peculiarities of their root growth.
He csn also tell by tbe way roots grow,
in seedling trees whether the variety
will be likely to be a liberal bearer, or
will run mainly to wood growth. Tbs
apple trees whose roots run horizontal
ly near the surface are always tbs
best bearers.
Alsike Hay.
Because Alsike clover has finer stems
and Is therefore easily cured. It Is com
monly preferred for feeding young
stock, as calves and lambs. Buf '. tt
not any richer If It is ss rich a. t ,
second growth of clover Bay, which
also has fine stems. This last Is usually
dark colored because it Is cured lata
in the season, and its Urge amount of
nitrogenous matter causes it to beat
easily, and It is usually partly ferment
ed before it comes to the barn. But
though it may look dark colored all
kinds of stock will est it greedily. -It is
really more nutritious and therefore
better than the bright clover of the first
growth cured In midsummer.
Tlpa on Com' Horna.
The next best thing to dehorning Is to
fit a metal blunt tip over the horns of
cattle so as to prevent the horns from
piercing when In play or anger It is
pushed against other animals. These
tips can be procured at most hard
ware stores, and sawing off enough
of the horn to make them a good fit IS
a painless operation that does not re
quire either skill or severe labor.
Packing; G rapes.
Grapes should be picked at least twenty-four
hours before packing, as if
packed at once after picking, they set
tle so thnt the basket is only about
two-thlrd.s full when it reaches the
customer.
Farm Notes.
The Vermont station kills potato bugs
with a mixture of one pound Paris
greeu to 100 pounds land plaster, all
costing 65 cents, while 100 pounds of
patent bug remedies cost $5 and np.
It is said that sulphur applied to the
shoulders of horses that have collar
bolls wili cause boils to disappear, it
is better, however, to prevent sore
shoulders by having well-fitting collars.
W1ie?ihe. bJf?r set lnto. peach treg
run a piece of wife futo the boreand
kill It. It may also be necessary to use
a knife, but If so never cut across the
tree, but follow the bark up and down.
Kindness to stock, besides being right
in Itself, nays In dollars and
successful breeder of driving horses
says ui.s success has been very largely
due to the fact that he never allows a
blow or a cross word in the stable yard
or pasture.
Celery should have rich ground, and
it is useless to use any but well-rotted
manure on the crop. A few rows of cel
ery In the garden will not be regretted
later. One of the best liquids for celery
Is soapsuds, which seems to give excel
lent results ou both celery and aspara
gus. It Is better to cut hay a little too orly
than to allow the grass to ripen the
seeds. When hay Is cut at a late stage
of Its growth more Indigestible matter
will be contained In it, and what may
be gained In its weight Is lost by the
proportion that Is not digested.
The quantity of salt that cattle may
need must be left to them, for the.
amount varies with the different foods
and In foods grown in dlffereut soils;
but It must be artlliclallv annulled, he
cause It Is an essential constituent of
the blood, and because It Is lacking In
many of the common foods. ,
There Is often a difference of morn
than 50 per cent. In the selling price of
Improved stock over scrubs, yet the
breeder of tbs latter will excuse him
self by saying that the scrubs are
hardy and less expensive to feed and
care for. There la not much to be said
to such a man. 19a wUl gat bis own rs
ward- 4n small returui.
