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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (May 31, 1889)
1 Til A 9 . . 8 K fl T Hi fml-rrv at Arris jti vi-Taees. BMnl eavironsaent Indicating re-1 Waesra'a wall coatiaaea. Gentleman ! Odelia: uT(man.n ihnr im Aa I DRAMATIC INSTINCT. 11 SXZiV VjIAJUU uniDi m! VI A. C.HOlMEIt, Proprietor. ., ffj RED CLOUD. ... NEBRASKA "THE OLD FUNT-LOCK'gUN. There's a tattered old gaa ef'tbe time of KM George. That huts ea ay creaalather's wall: She barrel waa wrafkt ia mm rade eoaatrj forge. y Aad the stock It Just happened, that's alL "'Tit rested aad beat, aad there's Darya deat Ia this ojd-tashioaed eaglee of war; Tor fox aad for "pa'tridce" it 'a aot worth a omt, Aafl ran sore rd aot trnst it for "o'ar." 3ut, loos;, long ago. when my grandfather's dad Waa a strapping young- spront of eighteen, -That ramshackle gun aiade theRed-ooaU feel bad. As they marched through the broad village green. They say that my ancestor crouched aeath a wall. And rested his piece on a stone. And rammed it aad crammed it with powder and ball. And peppered away, all alone, The foe could not stop, for. like fate, in the rear The minute-men followed en manse; So granddaddy's dad pegged away without fear, Till four of the Reds bit the grass. -A brave deed, yon say! Well, I never shall boast Of the family prowess not I: JJut I think there are some who'd have quitted the coast And let the King's soldiers march by. Tm proud of the flint-lock that gleams on the peps. In the bright, fitful blaze of the fire; And I'll venture to say that few men with legs Would have stack like my granddaddy's sire. All honor to him! And when brave deeds are sung Of the heroes whose fame we recall, Xct a liae be slipped in for the old flint-lock gun. And the man who pegged over the wall! Paul Pastnor. in Pack. HI CHANG AND THE CUB. The Prominent Part They Played in a Domestic Drama. Locality a valley in the interior of Cali fornia, described in real estate prospectus as the '-loveliest of earth's favored spots, where mere existence is perpetual de light," hut presenting to the unapprcciative eye the appearance of a very thinly popu lated, treeless and grassless region. A farm-house stands some distance back from the public road. The chief advantages of its situation seems to be exclusiveness and open air. A disorderly picket-fence surrounds a front garden, in which Nature blooms unrestrained in thistle and tar-weed. Enter through the gate a rotund China man with a very long cue. A small terrier dog, apparently in a transitional state be tween the blue-blooded Sieve and the blind alley cur, follows, per force of a string at tached to his collar. The dog, as he ap proaches the house, wails dolorously and tugs at the cord. The Chinaman darts a side-glance at him, and shakes a chubby finger, saying; "You look ow now; you go back." A middle-aged female person rushes out of front door, grasps the dog and infolds him in ecstatic embrace. She cries out, "And you are here again, are you f my jewel, my blessed one !" Hi Chang, serenely smiling "Yea, me come." Response, in excited, slightly Hibernian tones "You think it's you that I'm a-talk-tag to you, indeed, and you're an ignorant heathen. What is it you're meaning, to keep the dog, knowing all the country was being searched for him I Hay be it's starved he is Waggy my own poor dog!" Waggy wails affirmatively. Hi Chang, tranquilly "Me dlive Mm 'way; he no go; mc bling him you this time, next time he come, he good-bye you." Hor ribly significant wink of left eye. Female party, frantically wrought up "You are not daring to mean vou'll kill him?" Pagan, oracularly "Velly bad dog, no can all time live. He come my boss place, kill him one day the chickee, bleak him leg one duck, and not for eat, for play! You think my boss buy chickee make play for your dog?" v olcanic emotion on female visage. Hi Chang continues, with solemnly warn ing voice 4;My boss say come 'gain he house, may be so not come any more." Female, with air of an avenginggoddess "It's a God-forsaken man that would take the life of a mite of a senseless beast that's the sole protection of two lonely women. We'll set the law on him." Hi Chang, placid triumph shining out of bis eye-slits "My boss lich man, do all same he like." The other party, in haughty scorn "Rich, and cares so much about a chicken or so? We'll pay for his precious chickens." Hi Chang, with equally lofty scorn "Ho no care chickee, got plenty money buy chickee. He care howl! Dog come make big noise: my boss say: 'Kill blank beast.' Jiext time" an impressive pause "you not see 'gain. Goo'-bye." Turns away. Female, with pursuing shriek of expostu lation "Here, you Chinaman! we'll pay ny thing, tell your boss." Chinaman, with three unrelenting shakes of head "No can pay for howl!" Closes gate, and trips away, while Odelia makes fierce gestures at his disappearing cue. Languid voice from interior of house "Odelia. what i all the talking and noise?" Odelia, rushingin direction of voice "It's our own Waggy that I'm just after taking from the clutches of a murderous-heaxtod pagan." Voice within, full of keenest anxiety (). tell me, tell me, is he entirely safe?" Odelia, in choking voice "For this time, yes; but for the next time he goes he's the same as dead. All because of a few chick ens." And she crouches in a Niobe pose on the porch near a window. Voice through blinds "But Odelia, we -will pav for any wretched chickens Wagner may kill." Odelia, despairingly "And wasn't I tell ing the sinner just that ? And don't he ans wer me that its the howl his Turk of a mas ter makes a murderous talk about. What's -a little noise!" Sigh from within "The poor man may be nervous, may have trouble on his mtnd; most of us have But, Odelia, if Wagner will go there and make a noise, what emu we do!" Odelia. emphatically "We can make haste to get out of this pagan country, all alive -with devils walking around in pigtails." Voice within, querulously "We can not Odelia, we can not. You know that only in W, t hidden place like this do I find TteirL A mind. Bring me 1 Bring me Wagner; he ua- derstands." Waggy at that moment struggles for the freedom cf this place, and has to be com pelled into the arms of his sympathy-craving mistress. ii A farm-house, painted into glaring sceeral environment Indicating re cently expended meney. A gemtenaa site-on-the porch, his feet on the railing, his hat far down over his eyes. Hi Chang ap proaches, accompanied by the ubiquitous Waggy, attached as usual to a string. Hi Chang, addressing soles of feet on ratling "Me chatchee him dog one time mora " No response! Chinaman, in higher key 'This time he kill tlee locator, one little chickee." No answer, i '. Hi Chang continues, categorically "Lun him sheep, dlive in corner fence, bark, bark, till sheep no can stand, make sick." Rumbling voice under hat "Feed the beast on chickens, mutton, Durham bulls, Jersey pigs and other vermin. It's just as profitable a way of disposing of the truck as any I have found." Long, reverberating howl from Wagner. Feet on railing come down with a thunder ing clap. "Hang the demoniac brute !" "Hi Chang, sententiously and approving ly "All light hang him light away." Soliloquizes as he drags the resisting Wagner off "He too muchee thinkee in side him; no good thinkee." Gentleman tosses a half-smoked cigar aside, and entering the house, he partakes of something out of a bottle. He looks at his watch. "Half-past four only; thought I'd been scorching on that porch three hours. This is the striving, active Western life which was to make a new man of me, and choke off all morbid retrospections. Morbid retrospect ions seem to me about all the place is made for. I drive them off with brandy, or try to, and my nerves are going to the deuce. The howl of a miserable little cur starts the most insnne fancies in my brain. I'd better be moving further on somewhere try a South Sea island, or try the climatic influ ences of Kamchatka. I won't wait to find as big a fool as myself to pay me the worth of my improvements on this incomedevour ing ranch. I'll charge him only for the cli mate, about half as much as I paid for it myself" (irately mopping his shining brow), "and throw in the new barns, fences and agricultural implements. If all the idiots swarming to this gigantic fraud of an over advertised paradise lose as much coin as I have lost and gain as little peace of mind He hears outside an intermingling of pig eon English and canine moans, and he strides to the window, and exclaims: "By Jupiter! what's the pagan up to? I say, Chang, let the beast alone! Are you fool enough to suppose I'll let you hang the harmless whelp in full view of my windows, or any where else!" Hi Chang "No hang him? "Well, what must do now!" He stands with dangling rope and patient expression, Waggy subduedly lamenting the instability ef human intentions and canine fate. The Boss "Let him go! Keep him out of my sight and hearing! Give him a beef steak." in. Hi Chang, hanging out clothes on line. He chirps a vivacious Chinese melody. Odelia approaches from rear and addresses China man's white-shirted back. "Is there any body on this place besides you!" Hi Chang, intensely gracious "O, you come make visit? Velly glad see you! velly hot day! Me here all by self ." Odelia, rapidly twirling string of sun bonnet, but speaking with sort of pulled-up-by-roots politeness "Yes, very warm day. I have come to ask if you have seen any thing of my little dog! He is missing since Saturday." Hi Chang, sympathetically "You lose him dog? Pity heap pity! What kind dog? Black white place on tail!" Odelia, keeping a grip on her feelings "No; little dog long hair all gray." Chinaman, meditatively swinging coil of wet sheet to and fro "Littee dog all gray. Long time 'go me see one all samee that." Voice from sun-bonnet, like a boiling-over kettle "You deceiving cat! you've seen him yesterday or to-day, sure as you're standing there alive and grinning like a corpse! Where is it you're keeping the dog!" Hi Chang, in high-pitched wonder uJft keep him ! What for me keep him dog ?" 'To play your tricks with the devil." Hi Chang, with sudden illumination "O, may be so he go devil, and may be so you likee go find him." Odelia, twitching Chinaman's sleeve, bon net falling off in her agitation "Here, you, take this dollar for the chickens, and get me the dog." Hi Chang, sliding out of her grasp, and eyeing the dollar with a speculative squint "Dollar too muchee for dog, not 'nough for chickee." Odelia, wildly "So it's for money you're holding the dog, are you! You're thinking it's me you can cheat and rob. You'll see you'll see." Goes off with a rush. Hi Chang, excessively courteous "You go now! Goo'-bye ; come again soon." IV. Hi Chang, at a table chopping hash in time to his favorite melody. He hears approach ing steps. He smilesand blinks in response to some idea in his heathen brain. Con tinues to chop energetically. Low, sweet voice at the door "I am look ing for a little lost dog." Hi Chang, dropping hash-knife as if shot, turns to see a young and handsome lady, who is certainly not Odelia. The pagan, breathless with wonderment, seems about to prostrate himself in Oriental adoration. He speaks in honeyed tones "Dog b'long you! My! my! me no sabe b'long you! Me no sabe you me sabee ole woman. She come here, talkee heap bad; me talk velly poli', and all time she get more mad." Lady, sweetly "Yes ! Well, it is my dog, and I have come for him. Perhaps he lost his way, and somebody here is taking care of him for me?" Hi Chang, his face one all-illuminating grin "Yes, lose him way. He come here; he likee stay; he good dog; me fix nice for him. One minnee me show you." He vanishes through inner door, and re turns after a short absence. "You likee come now me show you." The lady is conducted up a narrow, dark stairway, which ends in a dim little attic room. She does not like the look of things atalL Chinaman divines her feeling, aad turns to give a reassuring way of his head. "Alllight-younolaid. Now look see." He throws open a' small door, and reveals a closet of a room, furnished with a Chinese coat on the floor and a plate of food. And there, devouring the food with frightful vo racity, is the lost dog. Lady emotional. Wagner more responsive to hunger than to affection. Hi Chang, placidly "You think me no good for dog? You see nice loom, nice bed; feed him tlee time one doy, heap high tone, all samee home." Voice below, singing. Lady starts up with alarmed exclamation. Dog howls. Voice below "Where is that howling dervish of a brute? Here, you, Chang Hi! Chy Chang!" Lady, in whisper "8-h! Waggy!" To Chinaman "Do do show me another way down!" Hi Chang "No more way. Boss good se no mad you." coatiaaes. -Lady i Hi late darkest corner. Gentleman, with ferocity "Am I to have my house turned into a kennel for this yelp ing mongrel Didn't! tell you I must he rM of hint" K Hi Ghaag, gently "Taa tell mc'feed him cow, saeep, cnJCKee -,, Gentleman swears, but stops, astounded, on seeing a dimly outlined figure in a cor ner. Hi Chang, ia explanation "Lady catch him dog." Gentleman "You will kindly excuse any violent expressions, madam, but'I confess the repeated visits of your dog have been rather annoying to ne. ,, No response. Gentleman irately and curi ously approaches figure. He stares, aad stares harder; holds his breath, and finally exclaims "Thunder and Mars! Impossible! Yes, without a doubt!" Lady, in muffled tones "I am here only for my dog. I had to come myself to get him. I thought somepwxf old farmer lived here." She makes a movement to pass the gen tleman, who holds out a detaining hand. "But. Millicent this extraordinary meet ing must be explained." Millicent, scornfully "You should know that I neper make explanations." Gentleman "But I was so sure you had gone to Europe." Millicent "Yes! You thought yourself sure of a good many things. Who said I was in Europe!" Gentleman, subduedly "No one naid so. I guessed so and came straight this way." Millicent, sardonically "So did I by an unfortunate coincidence of ideas." A good deal of animated discussion fol lows. Hi Chang deliberately retires into the small room, keeping one eye fitted to narrow chink of door. His reflections "Me sabe now what for he so much tlinkee, and likee give dog sheep, bull, chickee. Have big fuss; he go way. He sit down, think, think, all samee not pleatee womee in world. He heap mad; he likee never more get please. She came ; she look velly nicee ; he forget one minnee. She no forget she talk make him solly womee heap smart man no can all time find out" Lady "You grant that you gave me more than provocation?" Gentleman, abjectly "Yes, you were justified, entirely. But a man can't help the mad things he does when he is jealous." Millicent, speaking fast "I don't in the least refer to things you did when yam were jealous if you were so. It was the real in dignities I suffered through her. And, by the way, where is she now!" Gentleman "I have not seen her since that hideous week at Tumido Park." Millicent "Ah, really! how wonderfully, with what fortitude, you endured the hor- i rors of that week. We noticed, didn't we, i Wagner!" I -. ., .. . st n,r. ucuuemaa, grappling at diversion "iio wonder that beast's howl was so familiar." Millicentreproachf ully " You threatened to hang him. But you hated dear little Wagner always." Gentleman Because yon doted on him, and I looked on him as a sort ef bond be tween you aad the man who gave him to you." Millicent, aggrievedly Ot cruel sus picions! Wagner was so like my grand mother's pet, Judy, and in some way he al ways recalled to me my dear grandmamma" (gentleman snickers blasphemously, but Millicent does not notice). "Afterward I loved Waggy for himself in my troubled hours he seemed to understand and sympa thise, and he hated her so !" Gentleman, aggravatingiy "He used to snivel around her as if ha adored her1 " Millicent, ia low interjeotory, mimicking some one else "Clever little Wagner!" "Till she boxed his ears for tearing her lace. He was cowed, but a bonbo always brought him wriggling back. Admirable sympathy, powerful aaderstanding!" Millicent, languidly "Wagner, we will now leave, and promise Mr. Vanderverenot to disturb him again." Mr. Vandervere, in commotion "Milli cent, you can not think of breaking off in this cold-blooded way!" Millicent, sighing "You seem happy, I exist at least, in peace and obscurity. A life of solitude and loneliness is not so unen durable as one in which mind and heart are daily tortured." Hi Chang, sighing responsively "She get him all likee she want now. She talk heap pity." Much persuasion and entreaty on one side ; reminiscence and reproach on the other. Millicent, finally, with decision "Yon admit, then, that your affair with that per son was a disgrace to yourself and a wrong tome!" Vandervere, expostulating weakly "But, dear Millicent, in justice to her I could not admit that much. Millicent, half way down stairs "So you prefer to do an injustice to your uifef Very well. Consider this meeting merely an accident. We continue apart." Vandervere, desporately "No; I know, dearest, I did make a fool of myself, and she was imprudent" Millicent, with stagy mirta "Impru dent!" Vandervere "Then, exacting of atten tion." Millicent "For exacting, say racenotu; for attention, sav intrigue.'11 Vandervere, wildly "Yes yes, she likes somebody around always, hankers after fun. or, what's your word? intrigue, any thing you choose." Millicent sadly "It was unworthy of you to allow such a person to keep you dangling after her.' ' Vandervere, recitatively "It waa ma worthy of me." They are now quite down stairs. Hi Chang tip-toes out into vacated hall, grinning and wabbling his chubby neck. "'Melican wifee heap smart; she say; 'Me do 'long, what you make me do 8' Then husban' think he may be so velly bad man." He pensively resumes hash-chopping in kitchen. Enter Odelia, tumultuously, mak ing confused exclamations. Hi Chang chops on. Odelia "Isn't there a tongue in your head to answer a body?" Hi Chang swirls around, waving hash-chopper and grinning fiendishly. Odelia, desperately brave, slaps at him with sun-bonnet, as she backs oat of door. Hi Chang, with lightning transformation into grotesque mirth "Before you lose him dog, now yon lose him lady. Evly time lose him something, you come ask me. Some time you can no find you head, yon maybe so come ask me. Me think." with critical scrutiny of Odelia's top-piece, "you lose him head, nobody steal him." Odelia, gurgling with rage "O, it's not me that minds your impudence. It's my lady I'm looking for, and I'll and her or die !" Hi Chang, in a squeaking whisper "One minnee, me show you. My boss catch him dog, then catch him lady. He take outside, and" (be makes a few hideously significant passes with the knife, unpleasantly close to Odelia's throat, smiling a satanic smile as he does so) "you sabe he make play, all samee dog and chickee." , Odelia, with hollow lightness of tone "Aid so you're thinking to make a fosi of me entirely!" Hi Chang "You no b'lieve?" He slides over to window and gases around. Then stappiagoatof door, calls to the excited Odelia: "You come, me show leuowa; Chinaman, still cnopper, and stepping cat-like, malrrs a winding course amongtbeout-eaudiBga. He stops at a small tool-house near theorchard, aad flattens himself against the wall, one eye peering around the corner. He beckon to Odelia: "S'h! no make him noise." i Odelia plants herself at the wall, and! thnufta her head out above the Chinamaa'aJ "Ia the name of St Patrick !" Object af exclamation two agaresBHehyj side on narrow box under an apple tree, a dog stretched across the two laps. Odelia, after a long study of the scene i "It's the live man and not his ghost Every, thing made up, and no divorce, after all she's been saying. And me wearing my soul away three months in this pagan land, ten miles from confession. The saints above can't tell what a woman will do when she's got a husband I" Hi Chang, reprovingly "No make him fuss, spoil evly thing. Velly pletty lady! My boss heap sabe. Me sabe, too. Me work hard, get money, go back China, catch him, wifee, heap fat littee foot Tlee bundled dollar wifee ! You likee catch him husban' ! Meflaidtakebigmoney may besotleet'ou san'dollar eh?" Leslie'slliustrated News paper. SCIENCE IN AGRICULTURE. How Farm Operations Will Be Coatfaeted la the Years to Cease. The average yield of wheat in the United States ia about twelve bushels per acre. It is commonly sown with a drill, which deposits the seed in rows eight inches apart; eight rows are com- monly planted at each turn; an average oi one ana a halt bushels of seed is used per acre; one man with team will plant eight acres per day, and this being done in September, the field has no fur ther attention until the reaper is put in the following July to gather whatever harvest Providence has seen fit to send as a reward for the negligence of the husbandman. Prof. Blount of the Colorado Agri cultural College, having first made an elaborate study of the habits and needs of the wheat plant, conducted a series of experiments in its cultivation with the following results: First he planted upon an exact square acre seven and one-half pounds of hand-picked wheat in rows of eigh teen inches apart, and at harvest threshed out sixty-seven bushels; again, upon ono -fourth of an acre he planted thirty-two ounces of selected seed, and the product was eighteen bushels; and again, upon seventy-six square feet he planted seventy-six keraels of extra fine seed, weighing forty-five grains, and the product was ten and one-half pounds, or nearly at the rate of one hundred bushels per acre. These results are not more remark able in the excessive yield from a given area than in regard to the yield from a given portion of seed. Agricultural discussion too often directs attention to a result without sufficiently analyzing the means by which it is obtained. A pertinent feature of these experiments is the saving of an amount of 6ecd which, averaged upon the entire grain acreage, would add annually a vast sum to the wealth of the nation. If we should throw into the sea an nually fifty million bushels of wheat and a proportionate amount of the other cereals, the world would cry out at our improvidence. Yet if Prof. Blount's conclusions are correct and they are supported by much collateral evidence we bury this amount in the ground where it is not only thrown away, but where it actually decreases the resultant crop. The economic results that would fol low if we should be able to increase our production even approximately to the above ratio are too far-reaching for the scope of this article. Our ability to feed an almost limitless increase of population would be assured. It may be that over-production would recoil upon ourselves, but we have already successfully encountered the lowest wheat markets of the globe, and as in creased production would mean de creased cost we might eventually be able to make good our boast of "feed ing the world." With a population increasing at the rate of twenty-five percen. with every decade, it is hardly probable that our production (after the final occupation of all the public lands) will at the best more than keep pace with its needs. As before suggested, a most progressive development will be required if we even accomplish that Farmers generally will say that the results secured by the above experi ments are not attainable upon any ex tended scale; probably not, to the aver age farmer, because, having so much land to till, he must still sow his eight acres per day. It may occasionally occur to one of particular intelligence that it might be economy to produce his hundred bushels by the thorough cultivation of two acres rather than by superficially working upon eight Such a one will find that exact and scientific methods are practical as welL It would consequently seem that the pursuit of agriculture can offer induce ments to the student who would in turn become the teacher, to the busi ness man who would exert his talents in it as a financial enterprise, to the scientist who would combine a profita ble avocation with the investigation of the laws of nature, and to the econo mist who from his own observations would add to the general kaowledge of how best to conserve the forces of pro duction. James K. Reeve, in Harper's Magazine. mam Scalloped Cauliflower: Preparethe cauliflower, and steam or boil until tender. If boiled, use equal quantities of milk and water. Separate into bunches of equal size, place in a pudding-dish, cover with a cream sauce, sprinkle with grated bread crumbs, and brown in the oven. Ia a divorce case at Pittsburgh, Pa., a woman testified that anon aftA marriage her husband laid down a rule that she was aot to eat meat, butter. or iara. heUiahlag Ordlaarjr StorUa. There are many people who are aeither dramatists aor novelists by profession, but who yet have such keen eye for effect" that they may be said to be both. Like larce-writers, such people are quick to see a "situation," and, if neces sary, to make one, in order to indulge in a little cheap theatrical display. It would not be difficult to show that al most every man of genius or poetic temperament has indulged more or less in this propensity; in many cases, doubtless, without intending any harm by the simulation or untruthfulness. Some one ventured to remind Alexan dre Dumas that an anecdote he had just related was not strictly in accord ance with the truth. "No," he said frankly, "it was not, I know; but the story was ever so much better as 1 told it" The same desire has influenced, and will influence, thousands of per sons in embellishing a story. Being a novelist Dumas may perhaps be ex cused for giving play to his imagination for the sake of heightening "effect;" and the same excuse could be urged in favor of those novelists who, in record ing their "personal experiences," hardly ever allow one to lose sight of the fact that they are story-tellers by profession. So much of their time is spent in contriving situations that I it is not at all surprising that they are often tempted to stray from the paths of absolute truthfulness. The general public, however, has no such excuse. Yet so keen is the dramatic instinct with many people that they contrive situations" with a fertility of re source that would make many novelists wild with envy. But the dramatic instinct is mostly displayed in the tell ing of stories, in connection with which truth is," no doubt, a sad hamperer of genius," because it is comparatively rare in real life that experiences fit in with preconceived notions. These whether owing to innate ideas or from a loving study of fiction is more than need be determined are frequently ro mantic in the extreme. Fitz Boodle confessed that in all the comedies and romances he had read the hero had al ways a go-between a valet or humble follower who performed the intrigue of the piece; and consequently he se lected some subordinate to carry his letters to Minna Lowe, notwithstand ing that he might easily have given her them himself. There may be a good deal underlying this little bit of satire. In private life the love of ef fect" is generally pernicious. Every body remembers that the immortal Pecksniff always contrived to inform his daughters of the coming of any visitor in order that they might be found suit ably employed; and everybody remem bers, moreovor, that those charming girls were greatly surprised and blushed furiously when the visitors ar rived. Chamber's Journal. DANIEL BOONE'S COMRADE. Death ef s man Wk Feae-ht Iadlaaa with the Keatacky Pteaeer. John L. P. McCune, who was the oldest man in Clark County, Ind., died recently at the home of his daughter, Mrs. C. C. White, at Charlestown. He was a native of Jessamine County, in this State, and was born March 5, 1793. He served in the warof 1812. He par ticipated in the battle of Tippecanoe, and was in the fight at Thames. Octo ber 15, 1813, where he saw Tecumaeb fall. With Daniel Boone he was on tht most intimate terms of acquaintance, and made many Indian raids with him. After settling at Charlestown he learned the trade of shoemaking and followed it for a living, making foot wear for many of the most famous lawyers, judges, doctors and other pro fessional men of the early history of Indiana. When General William Henry Harrison visited Charlestown Mr. Mc Cune, who had heard of his coming in advance, made an exceedingly fine pair of boots for him, which were presented to the old warrior. In his day Mr. McCune was a great fiddler, and upon a still evening the notes from his violin could be heard all over the town, as he sat in his front door playing upon his favorite instru ment He was a familiar figure at the annual meeting of the old settlers, and was always down on the programme for an exhibition of his skill on the violin. At these gatherings he in variably played two pieces, whic were his favorites. "Washington's Wedding March" and "Martha Wash ington's Lamentations." At the meet ing last fall he attempted to carry out his part hut his strength had so failed him that only the faintest sound could be heard as his stiffened arm drew the bow across the strings of his fiddle. A few years since his wife died. This was a great shock to him, and so sure was he that he would soon follow that he made all preparations for his death, even to buying and having set up his tombstone, with all the engraving done upon it but the date of bis death. It is located in the extreme western portion of the Charlestown cemetery and attracts the eye of every stranger who eaters the ground. The peculiar part of it is a small type of Mr. Mc Cune, which is surrounded by a glass covered frame and set in the marble. He is dressed in his shop garb, and on his knee is a partially mended shoe, while in his hand is a hammer. The peculiar attitude and the fact that a live man had his picture adorning the tombstone which was to mark his grave was frequently eoauaeated en. LouisvUle (Ky.) Letter. The less head a maa has the mors frequently he loses it. a; FARM AND FIRESIDE, 'There - is no clover seed in flht) world so good us that raised on a sand soil," affirms a Wisconsin farmer. The great question for farmers to solve is, how to reduce the cost of farm products and increase the yield.; One warm day does not make tha proper season for planting any more than one swallow makes a summer. The half-fat sheep is responsible, for the antipathy which so large a pro portion of American people have for mutton. National Stockman. In New South Wales farmers are) allowed to shoot stray dogs on their premises without posting any notice to that effect A similar law in this- country would have a wholesome ef-J feet Iron and steel are fast taking the place of wood in construction of farmi implements that a few years ago were mado of wood only; and all the time they are being improved and made better. Corn may do well on hilly landi (though the crop must be uneven), but: nearly always the land will lose heavily; by the denuding action of rain often! so heavily as to make grass or small grain a more profitable crop. Over-feeding is the common bana of the pig, according to the Amerioaa Agriculturist which advises a pint of milk and two ounces of boiled cornmeal mixed as a daily ration for the first week, and a gradual increase may be. made, substituting raw cornmeal. Every farmer should have plenty of grapes. Wherever there is a sida of a building or fence to which a vine can be trained, plant a vine. Dwellers) in towns and villager, who can find room for the roots of a vine, should plant one; a place to train the vine can easily be found. Newly planted vines should bear but one shoot; rub out alt others. As soon as bearing vines showj clusters of buds, pinch off the end of the shoot at the second or third leaf beyond the uppermost cluster. A correspondent of the Massa chusetts Ploughman says: "I once saw; a row of currant bushes some ten rods long, where one-half the row was com pletely bare of leaves, while the other half was in full foliage. Where the leaves were the ground was sowed with coal ashes and there were no worms ont the bushes. Where there were no ashes there were no leaves on the bushes. The use of ashes is a cheap way to secure a crop of currants.' FEEDING THE HOGS. t Itesas of Interest t Feraaere Based Keceat Experissenta. Custom has long prompted the far mer to feed his hogs on carbohydrates (fat-forming foods), corn being the principal substance used, it being sup posed that heavy weights could not be obtained without excessive fat but new light has been thrown on the system ia the recent experiments of Prof. Henry of the Wisconsin Experiment Station, which is very valuable to every farmer in the country. He found that by! feeding to obtain the largest propor tion of lean meat not only the health oi the animals was promoted but greater weight was obtained. He selected si pigs, and began with them when they were 100 days old. Up to the begin ning of the trial the pigs were fed alike from the same trough, with a mixture composed of shorts, cornmeal. butter milk and skimmilk. the pigs hav ing been cross bred Jersey Beds and Poland Chinas. The pigs were divided into two lots of three each. The first (lot A) were fed a ratioa composed of six parts dried blood, six parts of shorts and fourteen parts of sweet skimmilk by weight, while the second lot (B) were fed all the cornmeal they could consume. They had small back yards for exercise, and were fed for 136 days. Lot A consumed in the 136 days 3,802 pounds of skimmilk. 1.415 pounds of shorts and 236 pounds of dried blood, while lot B consumed 1,690 pounds of cornmeal. Of tha actual digestible matter of the food that of lot A contained 428 pounds ol muscle-making food (proteine) and 833 pounds of fat-producing food (car bohydrates), and that of lot B con tained 153 pounds of muscle-producing food and 1,193 pounds of fat-forming food. The weights and relative pro portions of lean and fat on thecar casfes of each lot were: Live weight of lot A, 669 pounds; dressed weight, 541 pounds: external fat 150 pounds; lean meat, 233 pounds, and live weight of lot B, 561 j pounds; dressed weight, 451 pounds; external fat, 156 pounds, and lean meat, 178 pounds. Tha hogs fed for lean meats were 19 per cent heavier when alive, the car casses when dressed were 21 per cent, heavier, the bones 23 percent heavier, the large muscles of the back 64 pes cent heavier, the tenderloin muscles 38 per cent heavier, and the blood 58 -sr cent heavier. Of all the meat that could be cut from the carcasses of lot A only 38 per cent, was fat, while the fat from lot B was 46 pec cent The professor has demonstrated that by a judicious system of feeding hogs can be made to contain a larger proportion of leaa meat and weigh more in the same period of time than hogs fed exclusively for fat, but ha fails to give the proportionate cost of the food, which is the most important itesa. The question with farmers ia whether a leaa-meated hog can be pro duced with as little cost as one contain ing more fat and' of the same weight. Dried blood cannot be easily obtained oa some farms at a low cost and corn, being a staple product will be give, the preference. The experiments, however, are some of tha most valua ble ever conducted, aad will at soma fature time work a revolution in tha present system of swiae faaaiag. N. G 1 9 M W: n &ta i 1 Jl vatnvmnaJBv ilium nn- . -nr-i-irn- h'mtii'Ii i i TrT'-Tr--, TOOT-I.IW.UI'