GREAT old sweet-smelling gar
den , and one Httle maid among
the flowers and bees and butter
flies. All alone she was , for mother did
pot come out Into the garden much
these days. Joan stopped before a tali
jink hollyhock , nnd spoke.
"I don't therink this Is .such a nice
Bummer as most , " she said. "I used
to say 'fink , " once oh , years and
years ago , when I was ker-wlte a
little baby , but Bay 'therink , ' now ,
'cause I'm most grown up , you see. "
Then .she walked on again down the
little twisted gravel path , with her
hands clasped behind her , and her
) rows grave with thought For so Man
Paddy used to walk when he was
saving a big "therink. " .
"But Ifs whole days 'most years
lnce Man Daddy went away , " she
said , stopping beside a gray green
tmsh of lavender , "and he said goodbye
o has-ry , he squeezed me so hard that
le hurt , and his eyes were angry , and
{ hadn't been naughty at all. Are you
jorxy , sweet lavender ? "
She buried her face in the fragrance ,
hen trotted on down the little path ,
1111 she came to a tail foxglove. She
tilted back her yellow head and gazed
up at the white and red bells with
.wide eyed gravity , her hands still
clasped behind her back.
"One day , " she said , "a lady came to
see mother. It was it was a long ,
big time ago , afore you were borned ,
pretty ladles what bow , and she tried
to kiss me when she was going , but
I didn't like her , you see , and I would
not kiss her , and I ran In to mother ,
and mother was ill on the I forgot
* the bed without covers in the draw-
jj ing-room , you know , and the lady
, was smiling ever so , and her dress
was as long as a new little baby's ,
and that was the day Man Daddy went
away. "
She bowed gravely to the polite fox
gloves , and trotted on.
Before a group of tall , white lilies she
stopped again. She came closer , and ,
stretching up her arms , pulled one
gently down and Jaid her soft cheek
against the snowy petals.
For a moment the baby lip quivered.
"Man Daddy loved you the bestest
of all. 'Queen of the Garden * that's
what he called you , you know. "
Then a cry went up in the warm ,
sweet air. "I want Man Daddj * oh ,
I want him so bad ! "
The little hands were- unclasped only
to be locked together tighter still.
"For I'm most grown up , you see , "
whispered Baby Joan to the tall white
lily , "and grown-ups don't cry , you
know. "
She left the lilies , and walked on in
deep thought. At the end of the path
her wee red sunshade was tied with
a string to a nail in the wall. Such
a long while it had taken to fix that
sunshade "propelly , " but Joan eyed it
proudly now.
"Are you ker-wite happy ? " she said ,
peeping round at the clambering white
and pink convolvulus behind the lit
tle parasol. "Poor muslin ladies , didn't
the wind blow you dreffiul ? "
Then she watched a little blue butter
fly as she fluttered about from flower
to flower , and finally sailed over the
wall.
"If I was a butterfly , " she said to
the convolvulus , "I would soon find
Man Daddy. " She sighed , so that her
small muslin-pinafored bosom gave a
big heave. "But then , " with another
thought , "I'd have to leave mother. "
: ' She sighed again. "Mother says ,
'Don't worry , Joan , ' when I ask when
Man Daddy's coming home , and then
she kisses me ever so , to make up. "
She trotted on again with hands be
hind her back.
A woman looking from a window
turned away in anguish from the small
feminine imitation of Man Daddy.
Suddenly the chubby legs twinkled in
wild haste up the garden , across the
velvet lawn , out of the open gate into
the road.
"I can go 'most as fast as a butter
fly. " said Joan , "and I'll find Man
Daddy at the nice place where Fide
was took when he was lost , where
there were such a heaps and heaps of
dogs. I know Man Daddy'll be there , "
with a gleeful chuckle that brought
the dimples laughing to her cheek.
"Mother never thought of that , I
b'lieve it was the lilies what put the
therink in my Inside. "
Along the hot , dusty road , meeting no
one in this peaceful dinner hour , she
trotted , her sunbonuet dragging behind
and her yellow hair rivaling the glowIng -
Ing cornfield on either side.
In her desire to emulate the butterflj-
she got over the ground at a surprising
pace. She put all her heart and soul
into her endeavor , as she always did
Into everything she undertook. Life
to Joan was a deep and an earnest
thing. She hardly knew that her
short legs were aching , or that her
curls were sticking to her damp little
! . ' i brow. By the time the village dinner
hour was over the village was left far
behind by Jean's determined legs. She
began to meet people , and a few asked a
her where she was going. Joan's
beaming , moist smile and her answer ,
"Man Daddy jus' there , " with a
grimy forefinger pointing apparently
to the end of the road or lane , or field ,
satisfied them. But presently Joan
stopped to talk to a great sunflower
n.tiding its golden head at her over
the railing of a little garden. It was
A\hpn 5-he caught sight of Its friendly
fici > that she knew how her legs
acheJ.
-You see , " she said , sitting down for
jus.t one minute beneath the sunflower
| and gazing up at it wistfully , "I'm not
really a butterfly , and my legs hurt
a little. "
The sunflower nodded encouragingly.
"It's a long way , " said Joan. I've
run miles and miles , pretty good lady
oh , miles and miles miles" her
voice trailed off Into a drowsy murmur
"miles ! " she said , with a sudden
Jerkand sitting upright She gazed
up at the sunflower reproachfully ,
"i mustn't go to sleep , " she Bald , ' "I've
got to find Man Daddy In the big
place where they took Fide when he
was lost. It's jus' there , " pointing
down the road. "Goodby , gold lady.
I must be quick , 'cause Man Daddy
will be lonesome without me and moth
er , you see , and mother will be lone
some , too. "
She started at a run , then looked
buck over her shoulder at the sun
flower with a troubled little laugh.
"My legs won't work propellj * , " she
said , and struggled on. The sun had
gone behind great threatening clouds ,
but Joan took no heed. All her mind
was centered on getting on. She took
no more rest till she came suddenly
upon a group of poppies growing in
the grass at the wayside ; by them her
legs stumbled and gave way , and she
sank down on to the grass. She whis
pered to them in a little voice that was
breathless and full of tears. "I want
mother and Man Daddy ! " she said , and
theai she lay still and set all her teeth
together to keep the sobs back. But
presently she sat up. "Dey's coming , "
she gasped , her grammar growing
weak in her extremity. A sudden
gleam lit her face.
"Grown-up angels cry to give the
flowers water , " she said , as a great
tear rolled down her cheek , and kneel
ing , she bent over the poppies and sob
bed , her heart out , while the tears
splashed on to the flowers. But other
drops came and mingled with hers
great angry drops from dark clouds
overhead drops that beat the poppies
shuddering to the earth. "The angels
are crying , too , " murmured Joan , sleep-
ilj % and rolled over and lay stilL
The angel's crying was long and ve
hement. It woke Joan several times ,
but she was dazed with weariness.
Once she murmured with a smile :
"It's 'most a cold bath 'stead of a
teppy to-daj * , mother , " and went to
sleep again.
II.
In the dimly lit room on the white
little bed Joan tossed wearily from
side to side. "You' see , little blue
ladies , it hurts bad in your stummick
jus' here , " laying one hot little hand
on her chest , "but I'm not crying , you
know. "
"No , my brave little darling , " mur
mured the woman , bending over her.
"But you is , mother ! " in an access
of utter surprise. "I felt it on my
head. I finked therinked grown-ups
never Oh , it hurts , mother ! " her
fingers clinging around her mother's ;
"it hurts , you see , " drawing a long ,
sobbing breath.
Presently she began anxiously :
"That did sound like crying a bit , but. "
with a tremulous little laugh , "it
wasn't it wasn't , realty "
"Xo. no , dear I know try to go
to sleep , " and she began to sing a
lullaby.
"You sing very nice , all of 3-011. "
babbled the restless voice.Al do like
flower singing you can hear the wind
shaking their voices but Man Daddy
won't come ! One day , it was years
and years ago , little pink ladies , I ran
and ran you see , I'm not really a
butterfly , but , then , when butterflies
use their legs they go quite slow , and
I haven't any wings , you see "
A frock-coated figure bent over the
bed now , and the woman's eyes never
left his face.
"Fever high she must be soothed. "
"I want Man Duddy you're not Man
Daddy do you know , one day , when I
was ker-wite little I cut mine finger
I cried wasn't it funny ? But Man
Daddy tied it up and I laughed , 'cause
he said it was a dolly. "Would he tie
my stummick up if he was here ? It
hurts , you see oh , it hurts ! "
Anguished and broken came the wo
man's voice : "I do not know where
he is. "
The doctor looked grave , and pres
ently he went
"Darling , you are so brave and good ,
will you try to go to sleep , to to be
well when Daddy comes back ? "
"Is he coming back , mother ? Oh ,
It hurts ! " with a sob. "It hurts so ,
mother. "
"If you go to sleep , dear oh , do
try , Joan , do try ! "
"I will shut mine eyes tight , mother ,
"
so
The restless little body lay rigidly
still.
"Think of the sheep , dear , " said , the
mother , using a recipe she had found
successful with Joan in a former child
ish illness. "Count tboiu as they come
up to the gate and jump over it. See ,
there they go on" , two , three. "
Presently the great eyes opened with
pltuonsly worried look.
a
"Mother , " they stick ! They won't
jump over the gate at all ! "
All the woman's pride had'gone. .
She racked her brain for some clew .
df her husband's whereabouts. At .
last she thought she had one faint and
eliisive , but she would try she would
telegraph. She crept from the room
while Joan lay In an uneasy- doze , and f
wrote her telegram , and sent it off
with a wild prayer in her heart.
The night so long that Joan thought
after each doze that it was a fresh
weary nJg&t begun again passed ; the
sun rose in a glory that flooded the1
room and shone pink on the weary lit
tle face lying on the crumpled pillow ;
and then , when the pink glory had fad
ed and left only one bar of gold peepIng -
Ing through the blinds , and resting
lovingly on the yellow curls , he came.j
Straight to the little bedroom he ;
came.
'You ' see , queen of the garden , "
babbled the restless little voice , "it
hurts rather bad. He loved you the.
bestest of all ; but be won't come and
I mustn't cry , you see. But It hurts ! "
He bent over her , her tiny hand " In
his.
" "
"Joan
Joan's beaming smile greeted him.
"He has come , queen of the garden
Man Daddy has comeJ" she ald ;
with an infinite content , and fell asleep. .
When she awakened the pain had
' "most go'ne. "
"I knowed you would take rt away.
Man Daddy , but" wistfully "I didn't
find you , did I ? "
He glanced across the bed at the
woman's down-bent head.
"Yes , Joan , you did. If you hadn't ,
looked for me I should not have come.
She half smiled.
" "
"But
"Never mind now , little one. It Is
all through you I am here. "
"Honest Ingin , Man Daddy ? "
"Honest Ingin , Joan. "
She beamed , satisfied.
"If I hadn't looked for you , you
wouldn't have corned. Aren't you ever
so glad , mother ? "
Low and earnest came the woman's
answer :
"Yes , dear. "
"May I go and tell the flowers now ,
Man Daddy ? "
"Not yet , Joan. "
"But you haven' tied up my stum
mick into a dolly "
"Not this time. Lie still and be good ,
little one. "
"Yes , Man Daddy. Kiss me. "
He bent over her and kissed her.
"You , too , mother. " Then suddenly
she dimbled gleefully. "I want a
jumble kiss , " she said.
There was a Httle constrained pause.
"You haven't forgotted , Man Dadr
dy ? " in shrill tones of woe.
"No. "
1 "Then be quick ! " holding out her
hands. "Gome 'long , mother. "
"We must humor her , " murmured
the mother , with downcast eyes. "It
is a foolish game , but "
The man kept his arm around her
when the "game" was over.
"We must pretend well , she is so
sharp , " he muttered , weakly. I,1
Joan lay and chuckled drowsily. '
When the long lashes rested on the
baby's cheeks , the woman made a
slight movement away from him ; but
his arm tightened.
"Suppose she wakened ? " he said. .
There was no sound then in the loom i
save the ticking of his watch. Presj j
ently he spoke :
"Nora , I cannot go away again. "
"Stay" she breathed " ! do not be
lieve that tale. "
"God bless you , dear ! "
Silence again. Then
"I should have denied it , Nora. "
"Xo no ; I was wicked to doubt
you. "
"I deny it now , before "
But she stopped him with a kiss.
"Man Daddy , kiss me , too. May 1
go and tell the flowers in the morn-
in' ? I am ker-wite well now. "
"Go to sleep again , little one. "
She shut her eyes obediently , then
opened them with a gleeful smile.
"All the sheeps are jumping over
the gate now , mother ! " she cried "ev
ery one of them ! " Quiver.
WARDS OFF THE LIGHTNING |
Clothing Warranted to Protect Wearei
from Electric Strokes.
Thanks to the researches of a Rus
sian savant , man may now , like Jove ,
defy the lightning's stroke. He has hh
vented a garment that is said to be a ,
certain protection against a stroke of
the electric fluid. It is light and flexi
ible and does not in the least iuterferq
with the movements of the wearer.
The garment is made of fine gauze , of
brass threads , and consists of a shirt ;
and trousers that reach below the feet. PC
The sleeves end in gloves that are provided - .
vided with buttons for fastening. A ,
hood covers the head , buttoning on thea
body part of the safety garment.
When the wearer of this garment ap
preaches too near the current of an
electric machine , intead of harming
him , the current is conducted to the
ground by the suit of gauze and the
person inside experiences no inconven
ience. The wearer of this suit can
stand between the two poles of a high :
tension current of electricity .and the to
sparks will pass from one to the other
across his intervening body without
shocking -him , the discharge going
through the metallic covering.
The inventor of the lightning pro ?
tector donned his gauze garment and '
placed himself under a conductor that
had a tension of 50,000 volts. With hiq
hands , his elbows , his arms and his
head he attracted brilliant sparks , but ;
was not the least Inconvenienced. He
grasped with his hands two electrode.5 ?
'
of 1,000 volts pressure and caused 't
to pass through the protecting garment
electricity amounting to 100 amperes. 50
current so strong that Avhen he withdrew - f his
drew his hands an electric spark two
feet long shot out from the machine.
At the termination of the experiments
it was found that the gauze garment
had not been damaged by the sparks , t
with the exception of small holes aj ;
the points of contact , that did not im
pair the protecting action of the inven-1 to
tiou. ?
Tunnels I > u j by Ants.
The ants of Sfouth America have
been known to construct a tunnel ,
three miles in length.
USES OF FRUITS.
Often More Useful Than Prescription *
of Physician .
Many of our common fruits are just
as useful and much nicer than doctors'
\ prescriptions. The apple , for instance.
Ii Not I only Is the apple an excellent purljj
fier of the blood , but It is a cure for
Il dysentery , and has also the peculiar
' effect of restoring an Intoxicated per-
won to sobriety. A diet of stewed ap
ples , eaten three times a day , has
worked wonders in cases of confirmed
drunkenness , giving the patient an ab
I solute distaste for alcohol in any form.
. The pineapple Is another fruit most
valuable in throat affections. Indeed ,
It has saved many a life of a diph-
theretlc patient. The juice squeezed
from a ripe pine Is the finest thing
n the world for cutting the fungus-
jlike membrane which coats the throat
in diphtheria , arid Is used in time never
fails to cure.
After a severe attack of influenza the
throat IK often relaxed and the tonsils
painful. An old-fashioned remedy still
,5u use in many parts of the west of
"England is a conserve of roses. This
; is a sort of jam made from the hips
I 'of the common wild rose. It is not uu-
pleasant In taste and certainly pos-
'sesses strongly astringent properties.a
. To eat a grape a minute for an hour
at a time , and to repeat this performa -
a nee three or four times a day , eating
very little else meantime but dry '
.bread , may seem a monotonous way of
spending the time. This treatment' '
.works wonders for thin , nervous , au-
tunic people whose digestions have trot
, out of order from worry or overwork.
lit is no mere quack prescription , but a
iforni of cure recognized and advised
by many well-known physicians.
'Grapes are , perhaps , the most digest-
jible of any fruit in existence.
A cordial made from the blackberries
lis greatly recommended by the Devon-
'shire country folk as a cure for colic ,
nnd many a farmer's wife makes black
berry cordial as regularly as elderberry
wine. The latter , heated and mixed
'with ' a little cinnamon , is one of the
,
'best preventives known against a chill.
'The , , flowers , too. of the elder come in
useful. An ointment made by layering
them in mutton suet and olive oil Is
'
, soothing in case of boils. Nowadays
'doctors forbid gouty patients to eat
any i kind of sweet foods , but recom
mend them to eat at least a dozen wal
nuts a daj- . There is no doubt that
walnuts are most useful to gouty sub
jects , or in cases of chronic rheuma
, tism. Swelling goes down and pain
'decreases. London Answers.
Worried by His Secret.
"A few weeks ago. " confessed a man ,
"I became engaged to quite the most
fascinating member of her sweet sex ,
.but instead of being as I ought to
have | been the happiest lover in Chicago
cage , I have been living ever since on
thorns. The truth is. my conscience ,
such as is left of it , was unea'sy , for
before putting my fate to the test I
omitted to tell the lady of my love that
she was not the first idol who had been
enshrined in my heart in other words ,
I had been engaged before.
"Ever since I won her promise to be
mine I felt that I should have no peace
until I broke the dreadful secret to her ,
but how I dreaded to do it ! Many a
time the confession trembled on my
lips , but it stopped at the tremble. At
length , driven desperate. I forced it
out. and it sounded all the more dread
ful for its long imprisonment.
"In an aiyony of suspense I awaited
my doom. It came at last in this form.
niF
First she looked at me in an amused in
way : then , to my astonishment , she
burst into a peal of laughter sweet ,
silvery laughter and then , when she a L
had recovered sufficiently , she said : 'Is fr
frFJ
that really all ? Why , you silly boy. I FJK
have been engaged three times before K
uver 1 saw you ! ' " Chicago Tribune
A Brr < l je of Coffins.
One of Hie most curious bridges ever
built , perhaps unique in the
history of .vi
the world , was that made by tfle Brit de
ish troops in China in 18(50. ( They wore
su
marchns * on Pekin. but found their th
progress barred by a flooded river of of
considerable width and depth. A tim be
ber party was formed , but found nothing
ne
ing to cut down or borrow suitable for th
bridge. 'At last a huge store of cof ha
fins was discovered in the village , and so
with these the Tommies built their bolo
bridge and crossed alive over the re lo-
ceptacles for the dead.
ag
ed
An Ant's Great Strength.
A. II. Miller recently weighed a fir
small ant and a dead grasshopper , su
which it was dragging to its nest The ? 1
weight of the grasshopper was found 50Ci
be times \Ci \
sixty greater than that of
the ant. The force exerted by the ant
dragging the grasshopper along the
road was therefore proportionately BP
equal to that of a man weighing 150 St
pounds , pulling a load of four and a pa
'ialf tons , or a horse of 1,200 pounds a an
oad of thirty-six tons. an
Too Curious. COml
"There is never any uncertainty mlra
vhere I stand , " said the pompous be
ipeaker at the ward meeting. "I am a bu
stalwart ; ! " (01 (
Whereupon the little man with a ca
Squeaky voice half arose , and , putting as
hand to his ear , inquired : "What by
iind of a wart ? " Kansas City Jour- E2
aal.
The Merry-Go-Round. ]
Sidney When I owe a man $5 I pay Al
as fast as I can.
elf [
Rodney That's kind.
od
Sidney Yes ; he might owe § 5 to odme
mete
tome man who owes me $5. Detroit
tech
ree Press.
Confession. ch
He Did you think I would propose ha
o-n5ght ? frc
She I didn't dare. ha
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Growing the B at Apple * .
As time goes on the consumers of
Emit inlurgequantities , which are main-
( y found In large cities , are becoming ed
ucated to quality. The time baa gone
when they are deceived by appear
ance. The writer has * een many con
sumers go to stores for apples and
taste several varieties before buyimj.
In this way they learn to fight shy
of such fine-lookmg fruit as the Ben ,
Davis apple , which iw o devoid of
quality. Then there is a decided in
crease in the consumption of baked
apples in restaurants and hotels , hence
the owners of these places have
learned to buy those varieties that
have good quality rather than good
appearance , and , as a rule , are quite
willing to pay for what they want.
Growers of fruit should take this les
son home and make up their minds
that in future the consumer must be
catered to if fruit is to IK * sold at a
fair margin of profit. The question of
grades must also have attention , for
these city consumers who are willing
to . pay for quality want that quality
in size and perfection of fruit as well
31a
as in the flavor. There is a market
for J second and third grades as well as ,
the first grade , but they must be dis
tinctly separated to bring the best re-
curns for each. Indianapolis News.
Attachment for Team Harnesa.
There are but very few of the ar-
iicles used by our great-grandfathers
which still retain their old form , with
little change or improvement , but
among this number may be counted
the harness which is used on horses
for hauling purposes. Practically the
same pattern of harness has been used
for many years past , while other
things introduced with it have been
altered beyond recognition or displac
ed altogether. That there was still a
chance for Improvement is shown by
the picture here represented , illlustrat-
ing a change in the construction of a
heavy team harness , which will at
least add to the comfort of the ani
mal. The principal advantage of this
arrangement Is that it does away with
the strap passing arouTKl theanimal's
body , which of necessity interfered.
TREK
ioinewhat with the muscular exertion
ind added , to the discomfort hi hot
aiw
veather. lu this improvement a shbr :
turved strap is laid over the back , ' be-
inft held in place by a strap passing
ft01 the breeching to the collar , ami
inly coming into play -when tlie anl-
nals are backing. The tiaces are en-
irely free of the harness from collar
to whitfletree , and afford & chance for
straight pull , without interference
rom any other portion of the haniess.
irederiek L. A ins worth of Turner ,
Kansas , is the inventor.
Deep Plowinir.
of the advice in furor of deep
ilowing is out of pkicu on hill farms
-ith the topsoil only six to eight inches
leep. Plowing which brings much
ubsoil to the top is not desirable. But
here are many fields with good depths
f rich , dark loam that have never
ieen properly worked. Such lands
eed never be called worn out until
borough plowing and harrowing again
las enabled the plant roots to get at
ome of the locked-up fertility in the
ottom layers. Simply to bring up the
jwer soil and then to turn it down
gain the following season is not needj j I u
d so much as to thoroughly twist and
me the soil , exposing it to air and
un. For potatoes and root crops deep
lowing < is desirable , also to loosen the
oil for root and tuber growth. Arner-
an Cultivator.
Some Insect Pests. ii
Dust asparagus beetles with lime or ai
pray with paris green or hellebore. 01
ttop the apple-tree borer by applying EC
axis green in whitewash to the trunks I vt
nd large limbs. For common fruit
nd leaf-eating Insects keep the foliage
overed with bordeaux and paris green
ilxture. Paris green will kill cur-
w
ant worms , cabbage
worms , striped Ir
eetle , celery and tomato worm , etc. ,
AV
ut hellebore is a little safer to use
m
ne ounce in two gallons water ) . For
abbage and turnip fly dust with
?
shes. Tree and plant lice are killed
uc
tobacco water or insect powder. 50
Ixchange. |
New Way to Slake Batter. m
L. H. Williams , vice president of the 07
iron ( O. ) Cold Distilling Company ,
aims to be the discoverer of a meth-
of making butter without first re- Mit
loving the cream. He does not go iu- H
details , but says : St ; !
"The discovery is not one of mere do
bance , but is the result of a year's doLc
ard work. I was given the insight ru
om our cold distilling process and er
ave spent much time and study on it. ne
"
r
I have tested the machine before several -
eral prominent capitalists of the city , ,
and they are now back of me. We
will build a plant and put the product
on the market. " Creamery Journal.
Plan of Cattle Barn.
Eastman Bros. , of Illinois , In tha
Breeder's Gazette , describe the plan
of a cattle barn which they have
used for several years.
The barn } s 9G feet by 48 feet It
is a pole barn with posts 20 feet high ,
and a corncrlb SO by 12 feet rona
through the center of the barn. Tbe
lower boards of the crib are hinge *
and feed boxes built on level with the
crib bottom so as to make practically
a self-feeder , especially when feeding
shelled corn. Hogs sleep under th *
corncrib.
Hayracks on the sides are eighty feet
long. Hay te put In at the ends o <
the barn. Sliding doors , controlled by
weights , are used at the ends of th *
mow. They are closed when , the hay
is in the mow , There are doors along
aide of the haymow. When filling tha
mow "we leave a space of four feet
between the hay and the sides of th
barn , which enables us to throw hay
Into the racks when feeding. Th < j
south end Is open. The north end hag
doors which we close In bad weather.
We have lots on the north , south and
east of the barn and scales east ot ,
THE EASTMAN BARJf.
the barn , so we can weigh cattle any
time.
This barn will easily accommodate
100 cattle. We are now feeding 101
head , ninety-seven of which are Hero *
fordsi. This kind of a bam is a great
time and labor saver. We keep It well
bedded and it is always dry.
Feedinc Soft Corn.
Feeders who tried finishing cattle on
soft com reported very unsatisfactory
results. But the Iowa , experiment sta *
tion recently marketed some cattle fed
on soft earn alongside others fed oq
sound corn of the 1901 crop , and thg
results were decidedly favorable to thq
former feed. At the prices for sofl
and sound corn prevailing when thq
cattle were put on feed the advantagq
was with the lower priced corn. An ,
the steers fed on It outdYessed by a
small margin those fed on sound corn ,
The difference in killing , however , iq
not greater than might occur In an #
two lots of cattle. Either the feeders
have been wrong in their estimate o |
the value of soft corn or the low.i
station's experience Is exceptional.
Probably difference in the quality o |
the corn may account for It , as soinq
feeders include in their definition o |
"s > oft" corn the light , chaffy. Imma
ture stuff of comparatively low feed
ing value. Stockman and Farmer.
How He Keep * the Does Off.
"I have for several years used a pra
ventive for sheep killing by dogs' tha4
has never failed to work , " said G. J ,
Robertson , a Loudouu County. Va. ,
farmer , to a man at the Arlington ,
"Farmers raising sheep are annoyed
to a large extent by prowling dogs get
ting into their flocks and killing ofl
many of the animals , to say nothing
of running the flesh o T the others. Un.
til I devised the system I now prao
tice I spent many sleepless night *
watching for the prowlers , but wltk
out success. The nights I failed ft
watch I generally lost a sheep or q
lainb. Finally I got some powdered
cloves and put it in Httle bags , whiclj
I hung around the nock of each sheep ,
The dogs made one try for the sheej
after the bags were put on , but slnci
that time they have let
my sheep se.
verely alone. A smart quantity ol
powdered cloves each
year saves m
many a dollar , I can tell you. " Wash ,
iugton Star.
and J-tovex.
Where it is desirable to somewhat
husband the silage and
. get best re-
suits from cut stover the latter i <
more relished if mixed with the quan ,
tity of silage to be fed and allowed to
lie covered with sacks or blanket *
from one feeding time until another.
If not to be
used In connection witi
silage , if mixed witk
. cut-hay in quaa
tiry sufficient for several days' feed ,
ing and well moistened with waten
and kept covered , or If treated so with ,
out being mixed
with hay or othei
material , the cows will eat more an4
with much less waste than if fed dry
National Stockman ,
Poultry in the South
The South seems to be
cominto
ward the front as a poultry section
Georgia during the year 1900 then
were 4,540,144 chickens over threl
months old , 103,410
tnrkoys. 203997
M4-e n-d I4'895 dUCkS' an l"eci a
1.4oS,05o : the eggs produce
were vaJ ,
tied at $1.G15,33S and numbered
15
305,330 dozen. Alabama , although '
smaller State , produced
18.77S.OSO
eggs , which
were valued at SI
J78 during the same year
Uniform EK = 8 for Hatchiair
Don t try to hatch eggs from
classes of fowls
at the same t
Bens eggs and ducks'
eggs. for
tance , do not
go well together. Neithei
eggs from different classes , such J
Leghorns and Plymouth Rocks As T
ule. dark-shelled
eggs go well to-eth.
. no matter what the
breeds , and
same is true -tf white-shelled
