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Copyright 1903, by Charles Morris Butler.
CHAPTER XVI.
Lang Enter* the City.
The order to his dogs to spring
upon Lang and Wilson were the last
words spoken by Paradise Pete, the
brutal keeper. Wilson shot him
through the heart before giving his
attention to the dogs. For a moment
there was a terrible time. Both Wil
son and Lang fired point blank into
the savage beasts’ faces and with
deadly effect, for it did not become a
tussle—flesh against flesh, but one
only of bullets.
When Golden arrived upon the
scene with the torch and lit up the
surroundings he was surprised to find
the battle ended. Paradise Pete and
his six man-killers, who on more than
one occasion had been instrumental in
tearing limb from limb the quivering
flesh of escaping prisoners, lay dead
upon the ground and standing bacs
to back stood Lang and Wilson un
harmed, yet vigilant.
“This is a bad business!” said Gold
en, "baking his head at Lang, “but 1
at (1 it's all over. Hullo, Wilson,
is ^ou?"
/es, this is me—or what’s left of
me,” said that worthy coolly, and he
pui. out his hand to shake with Golden.
“How is it that you were being pur
sued by the dogs?” Golden asked.
‘"Well, you see it was like this:
Schiller last night brought home two
captives, a Dr. Huntington and his
daughter, of whom you no doubt have
heard. It was his intention to lock
tne doctor in the haunted house, a
prisoner, and take Miss Huntington to
his palace as his wife, yet without the
formality of a marriage, leastwise this
is what he said to Huntington. Of
course, this nearly crazed the father,
and Miss Huntington, who is the
bravest little woman I ever saw.
knelt at the king's feet and prayed to
him to permit her to remain but one
rizfct with her father—for her father’s
sake.
and is enclosed on three sides. Walls
of rock and shrubbery close up the
gaps not otherwise provided by na
ture. The largest opening, toward
which they were now journeying, was
inclosed by a huge wall, througn
which the near base of one of the
mountains, a huge gate had been left
up to which the road ran. To one
not acquainted with the geography of
the country would have thought that
neyona this wall, overrun with cling
ing vines, lay a city, so completely
isolated appeared the place. No lights
could be seen from the outside and no
sound broke the stillness of the nigjjt.
The roadway was hardly perceptible,
yet Golden without hesitation ap
proached the gate, and knocked with
the head of his revolver upon the
frame work. A wicket appeared open
and through it came the sound of a
voice. “Who comes here?" was the
challenge. “Friends!” answered Gold
en.
“Advance and give the sign,” was
the order.
Golden placed himself in position
before the opening, one foot advanced,
and holding up his right hand, palm
outward, whispered “K.”
“I?” In shape of a half question
was the sentinel's ejaculation.
“N” added Golden.
“G.” said the sentinel. “What does
that stand for?”
“K-i-n-g.” spelled Golden. “The
King of Paradise.”
“’Tis well. Who are you, where do
you come from, where do you go?”
“I am Golden. I hail from Chicago.
I go to the king!”
“Unbar the gates!” was given as a
command to some one oh the inside.
As the gate swung open far enough
to admit a person. Golden stepped
| aside, so that Lang could be seen. “I
i have in my charge a candidate, who
| having paid his rightful fee, is en
titled to the freedom of our city,” said
: Golden.
Golden knocked with the head of hi8 revolver upon the gate.
“King Schiller seemed to revel in
the pain and torture that he was mak
ing Huntington undergo, and he bru
tally refused the request of the girl.
As I understand the case, Schiller
has never asked the girl to be his
wife, and you know, as you helped
to frame the laws, that a woman once
within the walls of our city has
an equal right with the man to say
whether she will be that man’s wife or
not. As Miss Huntington refused to
become his wife voluntarily, Schiller
attempted to. carry out his threat.
The case appealed to me.
“I stepped forward and demanded
that Schiller grant her request. Schil
ler turned on me like a savage beast
and addressed me as a meddling up
start, heaping curses of a most hor
rible nature upon my head! I was en
raged at his gross villainy and I
struck him.
"I realized my mistake the minute
I struck him; my chances for aiding
the doctor and his daughter were now
slim. The king sentenced me then
and there to work in the mines for
life! But to a certain extent I carried
my point, for he relented and allowed
the girl and her father to remain to
gether last night, and I was locked
in the cellar preparatory to being
sert to the mines. During the night I
managed to make my escape througn
the cellar window and, as I thought,
over the walls of the city without be
ing seen. It appears, however, that
Schiller had purposely left this
chance open to me, for Paradise Pete
and his dogs were set on my trail
early this morning and have* kept it
up all day, until at last they routed
me out of my hiding place, as you are
aware. Now that I am free I swear I
will be even with Schiller, king
though he is!”
“I am with you in that!” said Lang.
‘‘Count me in!" said Golden. “I am
afraid, though, that you boys have
gotten yourself into serious trouble
by killing the dogs. (Then to Lang)
“You can escape if you want to!”
“I am still resolved to go on,” re
plied the youth. “I canr.ot, and I will
not while I live see a helpless woman
wronged if in my power to prevent it.”
“Them’s my sentiments, glso!” re
plied Wilson. ‘‘I am willing to go
back and run the death gauntlet, if
necessary. But I don’t think that it
will amount to that, for you. Golden,
with a majority of the citizens at
your back can enforce the law that
will give me a chance and that’s all
I want!”
“You are right,” returned Golden.
‘T can enforce the law, and I will!
And if you are as handy in a fight
with man as you are with beasts, to
morrow, no matter if you are con
demned to die to-night, you may be
a free man. Let us on to the city.”
The City of Paradise, as Golden
said, lies between three mountains,
or rather hills of large dimensions,
“Advance, candidate. Who else
is with you?"
"Wilson."
“What does he do with you? He
has been sentenced to life imprison
ment in the mines and tried to es
cape!"
“At my request he returns to Para
dise." said Golden.
“Why don’t you disarm him?” was
the sentinel’s question, as the gates
were closed behind the three friends
“He is carrying Lang’s gun. I con
sider him harmless.”
“The naan has been condemned to
death by the king. It is my duty to
arrest him!”
The party was now standing upon
a high bluff, looking down upon the
city, which was spread out before
them. Lang, for a moment w^s be
wildered at what he saw. The town
was laid out in a circle. The houses,
built close together, and of but a sin
gle story in height, were situated
close up to the walls on all sides, as if
it were to form a double barrier. From
the lone window in each dwelling
shone bright lights completely illumi
nating the paths which ran in front
of the cottages, giving a very cosy
and homelike appearance to the sur
roundings. In the center of the city
was a massive building, in compari
son with the others, at least fifty feet
high, with plenty of windows, through
which light streamed. Nearby also
were three other buildings of large
dimensions, which were comparatively
dark and deserted. There were
streets and lawns, and here and there
bridges spanned the canyon which
completely split the city in twain.
The well-lit building was tne gen
eral assembly hall. Tn this building
were conducted all the important so
ciety everts. Off to one side. Lang
noticed it at once, because it was
dilapidated, lonely and dark, wras a
house which he recognized as the
haunted cottage. Right in front of it,
in bold outline, was the palace of the
king. This was a grand structure, far
superior to any of the ether homes,
for it was built of store and enclosed
on all sides by gardens of flowers and
a well kept lawn. It was truly a grand
sight, this city! Civilization in the
very heart of the woods.
The trio were surrounded by an
armed guard, several of whom at the
seeming order of the person who had
been conversing with Golden, laid
their hands upon Wilson. He did not
resist.
“Halt!” cried Golden to the guards,
in a voice of thunder. “I am Golden,
and I command you to leave this man
alone!” The guards hesitated. It
was evident, that they held him in
high esteem.
“All right,” said the first guardsman,
motioning £is followers back. “Of
course, Golden, if you become respon
sible for Wilson, that is your affair,
but you understand that it is a crime
punishable by death to disobey the
orders of the king.”
“Do you mean to tell me. John Rog
ers, that the people of Paradise have
granted Schiller the power of life
and death?”
‘‘It has not been granted him open
ly." replied the guardsman humbly, as
if ashamed to acknowledge the fact.
“Nevertheless, Schiller has usurped
this function from the people. He is
surrounded by a pack of bloodthirsty
scoundrels who, for the privilege of
living in luxurious idleness, are al
ways ready to carry out his orders.
The toughs are in power now; the
really honorable citizens are in the
majority, though of course I know
that none is actually in love with
him.”
“This power must be taken away
from this man,” said Golden. “It is
not right that he possess it,” Then
Golden told Rogers how the attempt
had been made on his own life. “It
may be your turn next; for that rea
son it should be your duty to enforce
the law—the law is what we want.”
“Well, you can depend on me, and
my men also, for that matter. What
are you going to do?”
“I am first going to get I.ang, my
friend here, the oath administered.
Then I am going to see that the two
prisoners who were brought in last
night are not dealt harshly with.
Though we are outlaws, Rogers, it
need Dot necessarily mean that we are
heartless wretches!”
“I will go with you,” replied Rogers.
“I have a bone to pick with Schiller
myself. I owe him no good turn, and
will be glad to do you a favor if in
doing so I can revenge myself on the
unprincipled scoundrel. It was but a
ir.ontn ago that he condemned poor
Silverman and Reynolds to life im
prisonment in the mines because they
refused to do some dirty work for him.
A short time before that Schiller
made overtures to Dickinson, a bank
defaulter, who ran away from Chicago
with Genevieve Johnson, ‘pretty Jen
nie.’ they call her here, to allow him
to live with her. Of course Dickinson
was infuriated at the man’s audacity.
He struck Schiller. Schiller was too
cowardly to strike back and protected
with his power, he sentenced Dick to
death. His miserable hirelings pounc
ed upon the defenseless and wronged
man, and threw him into the lion’s
den without a chance; without even
j a knife to protect himself with!”
Louis Lang could feel the horrors
creep up and down his spine at the
recital of the case of Dickinson and
Ms wrong. Yv'hat if Schiller should
take a sudden dislike to him? Of
what value would be his life? In sav
ing Wilson from the dogs, he had.
under the new regime, forfeited his
life to the crown! Would it be ex
acted of him? But Louis Lang was
not of the faint-hearted kind; he re
solved that if he had to die, he would
die bravely.
(To be continued.)
NEW PROFESSIONS PAY WELL.
Expert Knowledge of One Subject AI
, ways in Demand.
"New professions pay well, in spite
of all that is said against them," said
a man of forty who had abandoned a
general law practice to take a special
ist's position in a technical training
school. “We don’t bear so much about
the overcrowding of professions as
we used to. The technical training
schools scattered over the land teach
doctors, lawyers, engineers, architects
and editors to divide their work into
separate departments. Salaries for
specialists drawn from all the old pro
fessions range from $0,000 to $30,000
a year. A man who commands more
than the last-named figure roust be
exceptionally clever in one line of
work.
“It is never too late for a man to
begin. I know a New York physician
wrho thought he was doing very well
with $3,000 in the general run of his
profession until he was 50 years old.
Rut he was fond of roses, and read
everything that he could get hold of
about tbeir culture, the question of
reducing the cost of existing varieties
and the secret of producing new ones.
He gets $12,000 a year now from a
farm that sends the highest-priced
roses to New York, Boston and Phil
adelphia.
“There is no end of variety of pur
suits for which a man can prepare
himself through a technical educa
tion. The telephone alone has opened
up a vast field. Then there is mining,
bridge building, electrical specialities
and chemistry. The main thing is to
screw Hp courage to get out of the
rut.”
VILLAGES ARE TO VANISH.
Tnr-ee Hamlets to Be Obliterated to
Increase New York's Water Supply.
Three more of the Croton valley's
most picturesque villages are soon to
be obliterated to meet the ever-increas
in? demand of New York city .or wa
Itr. The hamlets doomed by the wa
tershed authorities are Croton Falls,
Cross River and a part of the town of
Somers. The houses, churches stores,
shops axiT. even the cemeteries are to
be blotted out, leaving only the bare
land, wh’ch will fie flooded w*th water,
making two lakes, each about four
miles long. The first of the villages
to go will be Cross River, where New
York has begun the erection of an im
mense dam to cost S3.0C0.000. one of
the busiest manufacturing centers of
Westchester countv. It :ias a popula
tion of 500, with a postoffice, th’ee
churches, tv o schools, a cemetery and
a half dozen stores and shops.
The place was founded in revolu
tionary times and was famous gen
erations ago for its paper manufac
tories. The people will be paid for
their property at “market value,” but
this w’ill hardly compensate them for
the loss of their homes and the break
ing up of their associations.
About 700 persons in the three con
demned towns will lose their homes
and business, and most of them will
be compelled to go out in the worl*
and begin life over among strangers.
In the case of the old people the cir
cumstances are pathetic, and many
sad scenes are expected when the
time arrives for them to bid fare
well to the homes and neighbors they
have known since childhood.
Though the moon looks best when
it is full, it's different with a man.
Advice that nas no value is the
kiDd most people hand out gratis.
■ - ■ .
At Gettysburg.
IVhat Is a conqueror more
That toe who has conquered been?
Tho’ one be lauded o'er and o’er,
The other scorned of men.
Is there in the truer scale
One whit between the two?
In which class, then.
Are the better men?
In which of the two are you?
'Tis not material gain
Nor show of outward part
Tliat lifts mankind to a higher plane—
"I is the worth of the secret heart;
And he with colors cased
May trul\ surpass the one
Whose colois fly
In the evening sky
So vaantingly in the sun.
Belief that his cause Is right
As God gives him to see,
And zeal in the final fight
The proof of the man should be—
With this alone our guide.
We pause o'er these mounds to say:
“This one was Hue
To the Northern blue.
And tbis to the Southern gray.”
—Floyd D. Haze, Kindred, N. D.
Roosters Carried as Pets.
"The battle of Bentonville came as
a surprise to most of Sherman's army,
and there were some stirring inci
dent. Bat the scene that comes up
first in my m’nd when Bentonville is
mentioned is one to make me l^ugh.
On that North Carolina maxch our
brigade or division used pack mules
instead of wagons, and the pack train
was a picturesque affair, the mules
being loaded with all sort of plunder.
In addition to other things, nearly
every mule carried at least one live
rooster, and some mules two or three
roosters.
"The roosters had been gathered up
on the long march and had become
great pets. Bo it was arranged they
should be put in large wooden pails
confiscated along the route, and these
pails tied on the tops of the packs on
the mules. The roosters took kindly
to the locomotion, and whfle the
mules were moving were very quiet.
But when the train halted the roosters,
anticipating release and the freedom
of camp, would crow lustily.
"This was not so comical when the
mules were scattered at camping time
among the several companies. But at
Bentonville there had been much hur
rying and the whole pack train was
collected in a sheltered position to
await the issue of battle. As the
cavalry and artillery moved forward
Into the fight we passed the pack
train. The unusual racket and con
fusion had kept the roosters quiet,
but one old fellow looking over the
top of his bucket recognized us as old
friends and crowed vigorously. This
started another until the whole ag
gregation went in action, every one of
a hundred roosters crowing for dear
life.
It was ludicrous beyond descrip
tion. The fun of it took possession of
officers and men, and we went into the
fight laughing and talking back to
the roosters. We could hear them
crow after we got down to business,
and the boys thought it was a good
omen and they told some of their
prisoners about it. When we went
into camp after the battle, the roost
ers, it seemed to us, crowed louder
than ever, and certainly they were
greater pets than ever before.
“Despite their affection for their pet
roosters the boys in good time became
so chicken hungry that the roosters
began to disappear. A man who would
rot kill his own rooster would will
ingly sacrifice the last rooster of his
best friend, and it became necessary
to closely guard our pets at night.
One night I tied my rooster to a
long pole and pushed the pole and
rooster under the house in which I
had established headquarters for the
night. „A little after 12 o’clock I
sneezed and there was a vigorous crow
right under my head.
“That rooster crowed from that hour
until daylight every time any one
sleeping on the floor moved, and the
next day my noisy rooster was the
talk of the camp. Even Gen. Kilpat
rick sent an orderly to me with his
compliments, begging to inform me
that he had at his headquarters a
rooster that could lick mine and teach
him manners. I sent my compliments
to Kilpatrick and begged to -nform
him that my rooster was true blue,
and fought only secesh chickens. I
stuck to my rooster, and not a few
of the boys carried their North Caro
lina roosters in the grand review at
Washington.—Chicago Inter Ocean.
Record of Illinois Soldiers.
We may be very sure that no Illi
nois standard taken by the confeder
ates in the war of the rebellion, was
captured without heavy cost, says a
writer in the Chicago Record-Herald.
The victors paid dearly for their
prizes. It Is refreshing, not from the
standpoint of revenge, but as showing
the caliber and tenacity displayed by
the men in the West in that marvel
ous conflict, to go carefully through
the old histories of the various regi
ments of the state and see how, in
nearly every case, the disaster of a
captured battle-standard was redeem
ed many, many times by the acquisi
tion of flags taken from the enemy
after a display of the most heroic and
magnificent self-sacrifice.
Take, for instance, the case of the
One Hundred and Fourth Illinois,
known as “The La Salle County Reg
iment,” and which lost two battle
! flags at Huntsville, Tenn., on Dec. 7,
1862. These two flags are part of the
collection returned to the remnant of
this gallant regiment. The One Hun
dred and Fourth had never been un
der fire before this date. Gen. Mor
gan, with a large force of confeder
ates. entirely surrounded a few Union
regiments after a record march of
twenty-five miles to the Cumberland
river. The entire command was inex
perienced, but the One Hundred and
Fourth was the only regiment that
had never been engaged before.
Only a few months earlier these
lads from La Salle county had gath
ered together at Ottawa and stood
with tears streaming down their
cheeks while the women of that town
presented them with their beautiful
standards. And now, at their very
first meeting with the enemy, the col
ors had been captured, and all La
Salle county was^in mourning. Over
160 soldiers In the regiment were
killed on that day, and the majority
of the balance were captured and held
many weary months until they were
pardled.
But out of the depths of bitterness
came a glorious revival of pluck and
spirit that made the One Hundred
and Fourth Illinois one of the most
talked-of and beloved organizations
on the northern side during nearly
three years of the conflict At the
siege of Atlanta, the march from Ah
lanta to the sea. the battles at Averys
boro and Bentonville, the whole
Chickamauga campaign and the battls
of Chickamauga, at Lookout Moun
tain, at Missionary Ridge, at Kenno
saw Mountain and at Peach Tree
Creek the One Hundred and Fourth
was in the van of the fighting, and the
whole State of Illinois was proud of
her prowess.
Printed Wartime "Extra.”
"That story of Major L. H. Drury
at Gordon’s Mills,” said the Colonel,
1 ‘ interested me greatly. It reminded
me that before the war Major Drury
published at Berlin, Wis., the Green
Lake Democrat, and thereby hangs
another story. Knowing Drury well,
a good many printers enlisted in the
Third Wisconsin or Badger battery.
After Corinth Drury’s battery was or
dered to Iuka, Miss. After the com
mand had gone into camp some of the
printer boys strolled into town and
were attracted by the sign ‘Printing
Office.’ They went in, to find only
the devil, who said he was in charge
and that the office force had gone into
the Confederate army to get their
fights Thereupon the devil disap
: peared.
“Major Drury was a good discipli
narian, and from force of habit the
boys proceeded formally to elect an
editorial staff and to. detach them
selves for duty at the cases. They
threw off their blouses, set to work
to get out an issue of the Badger Bui
letin, and kept at work until the new
paper was replete with grapevine
news from the front, special telegrams
from home, spicy paragraphs, and
comments on the doings of the bat
tery and the regiments brigaded with
it. Then the soldier printers detach
ed themselves for special service as
newsboys.
“The brigade was electrified by the
cry, ‘Here's your Badger Bulletin! All
the latest news for 10 cents!’ The pa
pers sold like extras on election night,
hut the story goes that the circulating
department never accounted for
money received and that the treasurer
never declared a dividend. Some of
the printers of that day pretehd to be
lieve that the treasurer is still looking
for them to distribute the fund pro
duced by the sale of the only issue of
the Iuka Badger Bulletin.”—Chicago
Inter Ocean.
Was a Veteran at 15.
Gustav A. Schurmann, who died re
cently at his home in Harlem, wras
probably the youngest veteran of the
civil war. He was 55 years old, and
he and his friends in his Grand Army
post claimed that he was the youngest
veteran. He went to war when he
was 11 years old as a drummer boy
in the Fortieth New York volunteers.
At Harrison's Landing the boy was
detailed to act as an orderly to Gen.
Phil Kearny.
After Kearny’s death at Chantilly
the boy served as a bugler for Gens.
Birnev. Stoneman and Sickles. It
was with Gen. Sickles that he met the
Lincolns. The President, Mrs. Lin
coln, and Tad, then 10 years old, came
from Washington to pay the command
ing general a visit. Tad and the drum
mer boy became chums, and Schur
mann went to Washington with the
President’s family and lived at the
White House as Tad’s playmate until
he was recalled to act as bugler for
Gen. Sickles.
Schurmann remained at the front un
til the close of the war and then came
home as a veteran, aged 15.
Gen. Pepperell’s Victory.
Years before this country declared
its independence of Great Britain the
men of the American colonies engaged
in many fierce and sanguinary wars
with the French who dwelt to the
north of them in what is now the Do
minion of Canada. One of the strong
holds of the French was Quebec on
the River St. Ixiwrence. Another,
more heavily fortified even than
| Quebec was the city of Louisbourg
: on the island of Cape Breton, which
is now a part of the Canadian prov
ince of Nova Scotia. Take a good
map and you will find the site of
I Louisbourg qujte near the present
; city of Sydney, which is the biggest
town in Cape Breton. In 1745 the
people of New England fitted out an
expedition against Louisbourg. It was
commanded by Gen. William Pepper
ell, who was born at Kittery in Maine,
June 24, in the year 1696. It was not
thought that the New Englanders with
their comparatively slight knowledge
of engineering could compel the sur
render of a place so carefully and
scientifically fortified as lyniisbourg,
but they succeeded, nevertheless, and
after the surrender of the city, Gen.
Pepperell received the honor of
knighthood from the grateful English
government.
Officers of G. A. R. Departments.
The recently elected officers of the
Grand Army of the Department of
Kansas are; Department commander,
P. H. Coney of Topeka; senior vice
commander. George W. Thatcher of
Great Bend; junior vice commander.
R. D. Talbot of Parsons; medical di
rector. Dr. George W. McNalley of
Quenemo; chaplain, the Rev. W. H.
Irvin of Lawrence.
The newly elected officers of the G.
A. R. in the Department of Missouri
are; Department commander, Henry]
Fail-back of 8L Louis; senior vice com
mander, John M. Williams of Califor
nia; junior vice commander, A. J. Lan
ning of Brookfield; medical director.
Dr. Henry N. Keener of St. Louis;
chapluin, the Rev. T. J. Fetril of Baw
ling Green.
The Army Worm.
Reports from various sections of Il
linois and Indiana show the armv
worm to be present and doing con
siderable damage. There are sev
eral varieties of army worms, Jbut the
one that is most commonly met with
is known scientifically as Leu
cania unipuncta. This worm is
a little more than an inch in length,
gray or dingy black in color, with
black stripes and narrow lines of
white on the back, and under side
greenish. On the sides are narrow
lines of yellow running from the tail
to the head and also a black stripe.
The head is smooth and yellowish.
The insect is common in many places,
but little attention is generally paid
to it, as it does not become trouble
some until it appears in sufficient
numbers to constitute an army. The
female moth lays about 750 eggs at
a time and these hatch in six days.
The grubs feed both night and day,
cutting off stalks of grass and grain.
When their numbers increase and
their food supply becomes decreased
they migrate from field to field, eating
everything in their way
The worms are not easily checked.
The best method is to tuow a swath
about them and bum all within it.
This destroys the <rain or grass, but
is the cheapest method in the long
run. Some follow the practice of
poisoning all within their path by
applying Paris green. It is possible
that white hellebore would give the
name results. When a field that has
been infested is to be plowed, the
plowing should be very deep, that as
many as possible of the pupae may
be destroyed. lu this way the size
of the future army will be greatly de
creased.
In Indiana this summer the farmers
in some localities have mowed the
grass in infested meadows and burned
it, thus destroying the insects. Plow
ing in furrows around an army will
also check its progress.
Steamed Bone or Raw Bon*.
It pays to use boue meal on laud if
the land be of suitable texture to per
mit the bone to decay. It does not
pay to use any kind of boDe meal on
land that is wet and loosely packed
or that is very dry and light. In the
former case the air cannot get at it to
help rot it, and in the latter case the
moisture can not get at it to help in
the same process. The disintegra
tion of bone depends on the presence
of both air and moisture.
A farmer may buy steamed bone
meal or he may buy raw bone meal.
The raw bone meal will cost the most,
because it has in it considerable nitro
gen that has a high value in the mar
ket. It is, however, of little value to
the farmer that can raise clover or al
falfa and thus get free nitrogen from
the air. The steaming cf the bone
not only takes out the nitrogen but
it produces a chemical change in the
rest of the bor.e that makes it more
subject to the factors that produce de
cay. Steamed bone meal thus decays
readily, and In decaying liberates the
plant food it contained. Bone meal is,
however, a slow acting fertilizer, and
thus the application of one year will
show for several years to com*. This
Is an advantage on a leachy soil, but
Is no advantage on the ordinary soil.
But where bone meal has been applied
the land is enriched for a number of
years to come.
Grain in Shock.
After the wheat and oats are
rut and in shock, many are apt
to think that the crop is se
cure. and are really careless about it
Whether the grain is to be stacked,
or threshed out of shock, it should be
taken care of to prevent loss. Cap
sheaves are apt to be blown off; in
case of prolonged wet weather the
rrain is apt to sprout. Get it in
stack, or thresh just as soon as prac
ticable. It means a big saving.
Cement on the Farm.
The use of cement is increas
ing everywhere because men rec
ognize in it a cheap material that
will stand many adverse condi
tions. Cement can be advan
tageously used in many places on the
farm. Floors on which much water
must be used will do far better if
made of cement than if made of wood,
which soon rots ff continually sub
jected to alterations of wetness and
dryness. The place where the car
riages are washed is one, and the
place where the milk trough stands is
another. A good many farmers have
long since seen the advantage of
making their cooling troughs of ce
ment instead of wood. The place
where the cattle are watered is an
other place to use cement. Such
places are nearly always wet, and the
stock trample the dirt and water into
a mire unless some paving is done.
Some use brick, but these become dis
placed and the water goes down be
tween them and softens the founda
tions. Cement is a permanent im
provement in this respect, as the
water does not soak into it and drouth
does not shrink it.
“How I would Simplify Housework
if I Were a Woman” was a subject
recently discussed by the brothers of
a Michigan grange.
The price of poultry success Is
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Fruits on the Farm.
It has been my observation that
the farm that has on it a complete*
array of fruit-bearing trees, canes and
vines is the farm that sells at a fancy
price in the market. The ordinary
mortal, if he has the money with
which to purchase a farm, will pay a
pood deal more for one on which are
the different kinds of fruits growing
in considerable quantities than he will
pay for a few farm buildings and bar
ren land. The money value of a wTell
ordered farm is out of all proportion
to the money that has been put into it.
As an illustration of thiSi I have in
mind a little place on the edge
of a neighboring village. A man had
bought a lot for $200 and put on it
a $400 house. Then he spent a few
dollars in trees of various kinds and
set them out. He did nothing more,
except live on the place for a few
years and incidentally take care of
the trees and shrubs. He told me that
he thought he could get $650 or $700
for the place if he wanted to.
But in the meantime the little place
had grown into a thing of beauty, and
anyone passing would say that it had
the best arranged yard on the street
and that the shade trees were artis
tically arranged. A man living on the
street was looking at the place and
admiring it and asked the owner what
he would take for it. “Oh. a thousand
dollars,” he replied, thinking this
price one that would stagger the
other. But the other man quietly said,
“I’ll take the place.” and he did. The
few years of growth in the trees and
shrubs had done the work. They had
been growing into money while the
owner was sleeping.
Fruits on the farm are no less en
ticing to the buyer, but on the other
hand endear the farm so to the oc
cupants that they seldom want to let
go of it. If you wish to wean your
family from the old place, don’t plant
fruit trees, fruit canes or vines.—Mil
ton Knight, Cherry Co., Nebr., in Far
mers' Review.
Good Foliage; Good Fruit.
There is a saying among some
orchardists that good foliage means
good fruit. While this is not true in
every respect, yet it is true that good
foliage is necessary if we are to have
a large amount of fruit. The growing
apple cannot use food material that
has come up through the tree directly
from the roots. It must pass up
through the tree and into the limbs
and leaves, in which latter place it it
combined writh the carbon from the
air, and is then ready to be carried
back to the fruit, into wrhich it passes
and is used in the development of the
tender cells that form the flesh of tht
apple as well as every other part of it
It is obvious, therefore, that the
amount of fruit the tree can produce
will be regulated largely by the amoun'
of material that can be prepared ir
the leaves. If, therefore, blight and
rust, or caterpillars are permitted tc
destroy the leaves, the preparation ol
food is stopped, and no more
fruit can be developed. Many a farmei
has seen his trees defoliated when the
fruit was half grown, and has seen
that fruit ripen without increasing in
size. This was because of this same
lack of foliage. Therefore the protec
tion of the foliage becomes one of the
most important objects of the intelli
gent orchardist. Therefore he sprays
his trees with fungicides and with in
secticides that he may have a healthy
foliage during the entire growing sea
son.
Humus in Orchard Soils.
The soil of the orchard frequently
becomes exhausted without the owner
suspecting it. In many orchards the
grass is mowed and made into hay.
This removes annually a certain
amount of humus from the ground. In
the meantime the trees themselves are
removing humus by their roots and
putting it into fruit and foliage. The
fruit is carted away, and the leaves fall
to the ground. These leaves do not
get back into the ground to form hu
mus, as they would in a state of na
ture, but are driven by the wind into
windrows and then raked up and
burned by the orchardist, intent upon
improving the appearance of his orch
ard, or of destroying the insects and
fungi that are on the leaves and twigs
mingled with them. Under modern
orcharding these processes cannot be
changed. The supply of humus, how
ever, must be kept up, and there is
no other way of doing this than by
plowing in large quantities of farm
yard manure, or of growing legumi
nous crops to be turned under. All
these are commended for the use of
the orchardist whose orchard gives
signs of failing in productiveness, or
of becoming more subject to drouth.
The less humus there is in the soil,
the more quickly does it harden during
the dry spell. The more humus there
is in the soil, the more mellow is it,
and the easier does it resist drouth.
The Blight Spore.
Professor Craig, of Cornel] Uni
versity, has for several years
been studying the cause of blight
on the pear tree, apple and
other fruits. No greater result has
been obtained, and none more neces
sary to the understanding of blight,
than his discovery of the character of
the spore itself. It has always been
supposed that blight spores were
blown by the wind, and that certain
warm winds, in moist weather, carried
the spores to numerous trees, where
they germinated quickly. But he has
discovered that the spore is glutinous,
that is, sticky, and is transported only
by adhesion to some moving object.
The object most commonly used as a
point of adhesion for the spore is the
honey bee. Hence the problem re
solves itself into several others, one
of which is the coating of the tree
affected by the blight with something
that will prevent the bees irom visit
ing it and carrying the spores to the
blossoms and tender leaf ends of
healthy trees.
When cashmere that has been
washed is to be ironed, that work
should be done while the garment is
still damp. *
