Image provided by: University of Nebraska-Lincoln Libraries, Lincoln, NE
About The Columbus journal. (Columbus, Neb.) 1874-1911 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 22, 1908)
Powered by OpenONI
.- - -
Burton H. Barnes, a wealthy American
taurine Corsica, rescues the young Eng
lish' lieutenant, Edward Gerard Anstruth
er. and his Corstcan- bride, Marina,
laughter of the Paolis, from the mur
derous vendetta, understanding that' his
reward is to be the hand of the girl he
loves. Enid Anstruther. sister of the Eng
lish lieutenant. The four fly from AJac
cio to Marseilles on hoard the French
steamer Conataatine. The vendetta pur
sues and as' the quartet are .about to
' board the train for Xondon at Marseilles..
Marina is handed a mysterious note'
which causes her to collapse and necessi
tates a MBtnoneniMit of the tourney.
Barnes gets part of the mysterious' notel
ana receives letters wnicn inioron mm
' that he Is marked by the vendetta. He.
employs an American detective and plans
to beat the vendetta at their own game.
Kor the purpose of securing the safety
of. the women Barnes arranges to have
Lady Chartris lease a secluded villa at
Nice to which the party is to be taken
in a yacht. Suspicion is created that
Marina is in league with the Corslcans.
A man. believed to be Corregio Danella.
Is seen parsing the house and Marina Is
thought to have given him a sign. Ma
' rina refuses to explain to Barnes which
fact adds to his latent suspicions. Barnes
plans for the safety of the party are
earned by the Corslcans. The carriage
carrying their party to the local landing
is' followed by two men. One of the
horsemen is supposed to be Corregio.
They try to murder the American. The
cook on the yacht a Frenchman is sus
pected of complicity in the plot. The
party anchors at St. Tropes. The yacht
t taZ x
is followed by a small boat. The cook lT,KI... .. rt. i, ,.
detected giving signals to the boat, everything s all a-taut when you come
Barnes attempts to throw him overDoaro,
hut is prevented by Marina and Enid.
The cook is found to be Innocent of the
supposed plot and is forgiven. The party
arrive at Nice and find Lady Chartris
and her daughter Maud domiciled In the
villa rented with Barnes' money. Barnes
Is amazed to find that Count Corregio is
at Nice and is acting the role of admirer
to Lady Cliartris. -Barnes and Enid
make arrangements for their laarriage.
The net tightens about Barnes. He re-elvc-s
a note from La Belle Backwood.
the American adventuress. B.'v-ies hears
that Elijah Emory, his dctictlve. has
been murdered by the Corslcans. He
learns that the man supposed to be Cor
regio. who followed the party on their
way to the boat, was Saliceti, a nephew
of the count, and that 'Count Corregio
had been in Nice for some1 time prior to
the party's arrival. The' count warns
Barnes not to marry Enid unless he
would have her also involved In the mur
The Coming, of Danella.
At the morning:, meal Barnes finds
the rest of the party growing excited.
vover the approaching ceremony, and
Maud telling them about her maid-of-honor
,dreas. "You'll have to lend
me a pair of silk stockings, Enid,"
cries the putative infant "I don't
think I have any bang up enough
for the .oeremony. They should be
corkers.- Mine show, yours don't"
This 'oration is interrupted by Lady
Chartris saying, insinuatingly: "Cou
sin Burton, you must have had a pret
ty long chat with the minister. I
waited for you last evening till half
A sly giggle from Maud sets Enid's
blue eyes ablaze, though there's a
whimper on her sweet lips.
"Yes, lots of details," replies
Barnes, casually. "Did you have a
pleasant outing with Cip, Cousin Pru
nella?" "Of course I did, with such a cava
lier.", "You invited Count Danella to my
wedding?" asks the American
"Of course I did," cries the widow,
rapturously. "He accepted immedi
ately; said he was very anxious to
"The pleasure will be mutual," ob
serves Burton, grimly.
Enid and her brother look at each
other solemnly, but Marina's face,
when she learns that Cipriano Danella
has accepted the invitation to the
nuptials becomes so serious that
Barnes, after breakfast takes her hus
band aside and says: "Have you
found out about that accursed letter?"
"No. she begged me not to ask her.
She sobbed it was for my happiness
that I didn't know. You'll -soon dis
cover, Barnes." remarks Edwin moodi
ly, "that you cannot do much with a
bride when she turns on the hose and
washes the matrimonial decks."
This reminds Burton that he had
better -not start his married life with
a secret and getting Enid alone with
him, which isn't very difficult, he brief
ly, but pointedly, tells his fiancee of
his interview with la Belle Blackwood.
"Oh, I'm so glad you told me so
glad she's not all bad!" exclaims the
girl, rewarding him with so rapturous
a kiss that he is delighted he refused
Sally's farewell salute. "I I learned
from Maud that you had received a
letter from her," she adds, hesitat
ingly. "You didn't doubt me?" This issues
in stern reproach from the lips of the
"Oh, -no, but but no secrets from
me, please," she' entreats. "There's
no real, love without a little jealousy;"
then shudders: "And so those villains
killed poor Emory?"
'To afraid so," answers her lover,
and his tone grows very solemn. "You
see" how remorselessly, how craftily
we are pursued, that the haven of
safety I had planned for you, dear
one, when I left you to put those
devils forever out of the way, is now
known to them. You remember the
awful threat against any woman who
weds me. You've you've no wish to
delay our marriage?" His eyes are
Her eyes answer bis with equal pas
sion. "No, on the contrary' answers
the resolute English girl, "I am re
solved more than ever."
"Then may God never forgive me if
I don't save you from all harm," mat
ters the coming husband. "Yet we
must take all precautions. Just try
and see if you cannot do better than
"How?" asks Enid, eagerly.
"The knowledge of the contents of
that letter to Marina may be vital,
not only for the happiness of her hus
band and .herself, but perhaps to the
safety of all of as. See if yon cannot
in some woman's way get the informa
lien of what it contained."
- - . r- - s -s n i ?. "jr
bv9W m "w &suau-,- vnraia. I --"S"Ss"a"asgeBts-n-tiimsn
About an hour after this, Eald re
turns and remarks, disappointedly:
"Not a, word from Marina except that
it was something entirely between her
.and her husband; that we wonld dis
cover some day." Then she blusbingly
asks: "Where are. yon going to take
me after marriage?' -
This is a proposition upon which
Barnes has been racking his brain.
He says, meditatively: . "Sapposiag
you and 'I go out on the yacht?"
"What, alone together? Delightful,
"Not entirely. I shall take Graham
and three seamen, to sail the schoon
er. Well only be away two or three
"Two or three days of happiness,"
whispers the girl, radiantly, and. runs
away to prepare for her coming nup
tials. Barnes's own preparations occupy
him most of the time, till the cere
mony, though he contrives to discuss
his yachting plans with Edwin. .'
"All right," answers the sailor,
"Graham can take care of the schooner
as. well as I. Tou leave me the bal
ance of the jackies and I'll guarantee
jnto port. I shall take no cruises into
Nice. I have enough here to make me
"If Emory should by any chance
turn up," remarks Barnes, "keep him
with you. to help you.
They are interrupted by the French
cook, who has come on shore in the
dingy bearing a magnificent wedding
cake that he has manufactured in
riave You Found Out
the schooner's galley. "My offering
to your bride," remarks the culinary
artist "This will be the crowning
glory of your noces, Monsieur Barnes.
I am to cook for you on your wedding
cruise. I must walk into Villefranche
to get supplies."
The American is minded to call him
back and caution the fellow to have a
quiet tongue, but Maud breaks In
upon him in all the glories of, her
child maid-of-honor frock, crying:
"The notary is here and the minister
Soon after the party assembles in
the parlor, which ' has been decked
with the flowers .of southern France,
and Miss Anstruther comes down to
them looking in her fresh beauty,
with her modest blue eyes filled with
love, very bridelike. She is in an ex
quisite summer yachting costume, all
lace and sheer muslin, through which
her fair arms and shoulders gleam like
chiselled ivory. A hat of white plumes
and ribbons graces her golden hair.
"I didn't put on an evening gown,"
she whispered, "so I'm ready to go on
board. Burton, immediately after thel
"My( heavens, no bridal veil," flut
ters Lady Chartris; then she cries-in
a tone of dismay; "and Count Cipri
ano i3 late."
But without waiting for him, the
English divine having made the neces
sary official arrangements as prescrib
ed by-the French law, the civil con
tract is hastily signed before the no
tary, Edwin acting as Enid's guardian
and giving his formal consent
.Then what is to Miss Anstruther her
real wedding begins, the sacrament of
the English church. She standing be
fore the divine, giving her assent
modestly, but-very firmly, Barnes mak
ing the responses ardently and deter
minedly, and thinking even as he
puts the ring upon his bride's finger:
"It is a kind of curious feeling, getting
married with a revolver in your hip
pocket ready for business."
A moment later the usual congratu
lations and. kisses have been given,
the party are about to turn to the dining-room,
where the wedding supper
BSBBBBBBMBSBBSSB W BSW I
BBsf SBBBnRIllllllVuBBi BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBSsf BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBsl BBbVsBb3H V FtBFl
is spread, there to drlnst the bride's
health before she flits away. '
; But their steps are stayed by the
sound of prancing steeds announcing
the coming of the belated yet only
invited 'guest VOh, at last! But you
are late," cries Prunella, ecstatically,
as she runs into the hall. "Just time.
Count. Cipriano, to toast the bride."
""Yes, an unfortunate accident to
my horses," enters to them in n soft,
southern voice from the hallway,
where Prunella is interviewing the
cavalier she has been waiting for so
As this takes place, Edwin whis
pers: "I'll keep my eye on. the beg
gar." '"And I'll talk to the gentleman as
soon as I can get a chance, and if he
doesn't give me a clean bill of
The rest of Barnes's speech is Inter
rupted by the entry of the object of
their suspicions. Count Cipriano
greets the company with extreme po
liteness. Upon the ceremony Marina had
looked with a very pale face, but now
two hectic spots flame in either cheek
as she returns the salute of Danella,
who murmurs: "Ts years since I
saw you the little girl poor Musso
loved. Yon have grown into a beauti
ful woman yon who were my dead
But soon after, as the champagne
sparkles, the count toasts the bride
very gallantly, remarking on her
youthful English beauty. "Slgnore
Barnes should be a very happy man,"
he whispers to her, and goes on chat
ting so unaffectedly and pleasantly
that Enid, who had looked upon his
entrance as if he were Mephisto him
self, begins to think this pleasant
voiced but vivacious-mannered gentle
man is not so dangerous as she sus
pected. Dressed in the deep mourning of
southern .France, the high Corsican
hat he still carries in his hand lends
picturesqueness to Cipriano's costume.
Notwithstanding his somber garb.
soon the gentleman is laughing with
Lady Chartris; Maud driving her
mother distracted by crying: . "I'm
only 11, but I'm as tall as the bride.
' ain't I, mamma, dear?" and standing
About That Accursed Letter?"
up back ..to back with Enid, making a
great juvenile display of baby waist
and pink silken stockings.
It's her high-heeled slippers," cries
her mother, angrily. "The deceitful
child is standing on tip-toe!"
"Ma foi, la petite is anxious to be
married herself," smiles Cipriano.
"Ain't, I?" cries Maud, merrily. "Ask
mamma for me, count."
"Oh, mercy, the champagne has
gone to the minx's head," gasps Lady
Chartris, savagely. But Corregio has
again devoted his attention to Marina.
As well he may; her dark, liquid eyes
carrying in their depths the 'passion
of the south, yet always seeming to
ask this man a pathetic question
one his orbs refuse to answer, though
several times there is so amorous a
gleam in them that the young English
husband would like to take their own
er by the throat
At the first opportunity, while the
ladies are gathered about Enid talk
ing to her of her yachting cruise,
Barnes says to Danella: "A few words
in private with you, please, count"
"Certainly, I was about to request
that myself," remarks Cipriano.
"Perhaps the garden would be more
secluded," and the American, ready
for" action, keeping his eye upon his
visitor, politely opens the door and
bows him out into the grounds.
' His visitor walks well into the shade
of the orange ad citron trees, passing
to where a rift In the foliage permits
a view of the boat landing, which in
the coming night is now hardly dis
cernible. Here he pauses 'carelessly,
his brilliant orbs occasionally directed
toward the water. A moment later he
observes quietly: "Your wedding
made me sad. Slgnore."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Louisiana's Frog Industry.
The revenue from the frog industry
in Louisiana is something over 100,
000 per annum. The frogs are ship
ped alive in barrels, packed in moss.
Over 1,000,000 barrels of this living
freight are shipped yearly some go
ing west as far as California. Of
coarse, they, are no ordinary frogs, but
are carefully raised and fattened, be
ing fed on bread, meal and cracklings.
IsbbbbbbbwSbbCv iBVsBBBBBnnJfl Mm wL V fcwwk fflvl
IbbblslXb) JRpssl s ,rXUBsvlT fl liw)l IMnsssW
A HUNTING ADVENTURE.
The Dog Bingo Returns Good for EvH
and Helps Wounded Hunter.
The. silence of that dense northern
forest, somber In its autumnal color
ing; was broken by a rifle shot In
stantly following it came a dog's yelp
of fear and rage. Then came the
sound of men's voices and their hur
ried steps through the dead leaves,
and some one called: "Who was it
"Tom Marshall," answered another.
"He says he was sure it was a deer
ae saw moving among the cedars."
It did not take them long to reach
the spot from which the cries still
proceeded. There, in a clump of cedars
and oak shrubs, they found a boy of
12 seated on the ground and holding
In his arms a small black and tan dog.
He-Thrust the Bill Book Into Mar
- "It's the dog that's shot; not the
boy," the first arrival shouted as the
others came hurrying up.
Tom Mrashall, the youth who had
fired the shot stood still. So great a
sense of relief came to him that he
felt faint He threw up his head.
"That dinky little dog! What are
you making such a fuss over it for,
The-lad scrambled to his feet, still
holding the dog.
"Dinky dog. indeed! He knows a
heap more than men who go round
trespassing on other folks' property
ana snooting every time they see a
"Marshall is sorry he shot your
dog. my boy," the oldest man of the
party, said in kindly tone. "It's only
a flesh wound in the leg,, and will soon
be welt What is your name?"
"Will Free, and this is my father's
land that your camp is on."
They talked for a few minutes, the
dog continuing his howling. Finally
Will said: "I'm going home to have
Bingo's leg done up."
Tom Marshall slipped a five-dollar
bill Into the boy's hand, saying: "Now,
don't let us hear any more of that
The lad's face was white with sud
den anger. He thrust the bill back
into Marshall's hand. "Keep your old
money! I shall talk about Bingo all
I please, and I guess you will hear
something before to-morrow night
that won't sound so pleasant to you."
Bingo was loved by all the Free
family, and there was much mourning
when Will arrived at the comfortable
log house, where Mr. Free had es
tablished his family during the time
he was cutting the timber from the im
mense tract of land that he bad
When Mr. Free reached home at
supper time he heard the whole story.
The lumberman looked with disfavor
upon the deer hunters, and the next
morning the hunting party was or
dered to move tlieir camp off the Free
land. In vain, they reasoned, areued
and stormed. An effort to bribe Mr.
Free was also ineffectual.
"You have proved your careless
ness," he said. "There are some things
that money cannot buy."
"I 'suppose that wretched little dog'
mA.m sm m m
is one oi inem, 10m xaarsnaii cried.
"You are right! The devotion and
faithfulness of Bingo are invaluable
The hunting party had to move. It
was a great inconvenience and some
of the older men soundly scolded
Tom. Ill luck seemed to be their por
tion. There were eight in the party,
and at the end of a week they had
killed but two deer.
Tom Marshall was disappointed at
his failure. He was petulant, making
himself unpopular in many ways. So
it came about one afternoon, ten days
after the shooting of Bingo, that he
was in the woods alone. He knew
he was trespassing upon Mr. Free's
land, but he kept on. Suddenly he
stumbled and fell. His gun was dis
charged and the bullet entered his
leg not far below the knee. Tom was
badly frightened, but he managed to
bandage the wound with a part of his
clothing. Then he tried to think of
some way out of the unpleasant com
plication in which he found himself.
He shouted until he was hoarse. Time
went by until through a grove of
pines he could see the sunset's glow.
Just then he heard a dog bark. He
called, and soon a little black and tan
came running towards him. It was
Bingo. The-dog limped, and his leg
was still bandaged.
"And I was such a brute about
him," Tom thought, regretfully. Then
he called: "Here, Bingo! Come!
Come! Good .fellow ! "
Already Tom had scribbled .a line,
describing his desperate situation.
This he planned to tie to the' dog's
neck. But no amount of persuasion,
no coaxing or commanding could
bring Bingo within his reach. Dark
ness was fast coming when, with, a
parting volley of barks, the dog fled.
Tom covered his face with his
hands and groaned. How long would
he live there, If no help came? After
awhile he- raised his head to listen.
.nTeP iM .PSBsssjVV 9bbbtV
wssBSBBf wassM mnnsJ bbsbs
Footsteps and voices were approach
"Yes, I am costing. Bingo," Toss
heard. 1 know, old fellow, it's some
thing worth while you are bringing
me to see."
It was Win Free. A moment later
he was listening to Tom's story.. listen
ing as sympathetically as if the shoot
ing of Bingo had not been and the
wounded boy was carried to the Free
home. There was s doctor with the
hunting party, and he announced that
it would be a week before Torn could
he moved. Before the expiration of
that time Tom had come to be as
j ardent an admirer of Bingo as was
sty saemoer oi ine irree iamny.
Hope Daring, In Detroit Free Press.
THE DISCONTENTED TREE.
Story sf the Gees" Fairy an she Pretty
Little Pins Ti
There was once a pretty little pine
tree in the forest K's long needles
were green all the year rouaeVlut tie
tree was discontented.
"I wish I count be Hke other trees,"
it sighed. "I should like to have leaves
of shining silver.. se tnet Rleue
prettiest of all the trees in the world."
A passing fairy heard the sigh, and
waving her wand turned all the
needles into silver reaves.
"Oh, how lovely r cried the Fine,
"No other tree is as beauUfuf a!."
But, not long after a man walking:
through the forest saw the silver
foliage add plucked the Teaves, leav
ing the tree quite bare.
"Ah! I see it is not well to have
silver leaves. I should like some that
people would not take from me. I'd
like leaves of glass. I would still
glisten in the sun."
The next day the tree awoke to find
I itself covered with leaves of glass;
"This is better," said the tree. "Now
But when the wind began to-blow
the leaves of glass knocked against
each other and were soon broken.
When night came the little- pine was
as bare as before.
"I see now that I was- unwise fat my
selection," whined the tree. "Ti love
to have leaves of green like other
The following morning the little
pine tree awoke to find that the fairy
had again favored it
"After all, green leaves are the best!
Now I'm' like other trees, only more
Soon, however, a goat came by, and,
seeing the green leaves growing near
the ground, began to eat them, and'
the pine stood bare as before.
"Alas!" cried the tree. "Silver
leaves are fine, glass leaves are pretty
She Waved Her Wand.'
and green leaves are good for other
trees; as for me. my needles were
best How I wish I could have them
The fairy overheard and granted its
Policeman Beetle (to Moth Motor
ist) Now. then, we can't have any
"scorching" here! Royal Magazine.
Seemed to Have Found It
The gifted young author, who was
making an evening call, appeared pre
occupied. "Why so thoughtful, Mr. Percol
lum?" asked the young woman.
-"Why, the fact is," he answered, "I
have been trying to evolve a love
story, and I am er lost for want of
"That's it, Gloriana!" he exclaimed,
rapturously. "I have been waiting
six months to hear you say it!" Chi
"Say, you sold this to me for a safe
"Well, the first time I used that
razor it cut a small mole off my face,
slick and clean."
"Huh! A surgeon would have
charged you $5 for cutting off that
mole. What are you kicking about?"
A Sweet Humbug.
Dottie Say, Johnny, a bee hums
Johnny Correct Why?
Dottie 'Cause if that's so, then a
bee must be a humbug.
Try a laugh when the i
Work wiD go easier
you think it eat ahead.
Bed the hoi sua well so they win not
bruise their knees oa the floor.
Tou help yourself when yow, help
your neighbor to be a better farmer.
Mix your feeds dry aad wet after
wards, if yov want to secure a good
Eggs- from the best of the- two-year-oW
layers are- considered best for
With: a goodly flock of chickens the
farmer is never at a loss for a little
Where crude petroleum: i obtain
able at ailow enough price it makes a
practical dressing for roads.
When buying stock for breeding
purposes be willing to pay the price
which will sectfre- the good grade an!
maL If the temperature of your fruit and
vegetable cellar ranges too high open
the door during the night and close- it
during tile day.
The mistakes or the past should be
come stepping stones to better things
this year, not stumbling blocks which
are going: to bring further failure.
Fence posts are; a considerable item
of expense, making it necessary to
make them last as long as possible.
Peeling off the bark helps- some:
To sell the corn off the farm sells
the fertility off the place but. fed to
the stock it returns a double profit, in
fattened cattle aad hogs and in
When the mane and tail are al
lowed to become clogged with dirt it
Is apt to create. itching, resulting in
the horse rubbing himself in such a
way as to injure them. '
A diary for the dairy might be a
good thing this year. Begin to keep
a record of the cows. See what each
one is doing. Test the milK once a
month. Weed out the poor cows.
Keep the appetites of the hens
sharp, so that they will always be on
the search for food. Underfed is bet
ter than overfed with poultry every
time. But the best rule is to study
your flock and feed just right
Making time and marking time
sound a good deal alike, but they are
vastly different in fact The maker
of time is the hustler, the marker of
time is the fellow who stands still
and shuffles. Lots of stepping but no
It is said that not two per cent of
the edible plants of the world are
grown by the American farmers. This
is reason enough, then, why the gov
ernment should send its agents into
all the world to find new plants better
adapted to our lands than some we
are now growing.
Swift's words are still true: Who
ever makes two ears of corn, or two
blades of grass, to grow where only
one grew before, deserves better of
mankind, and does more essential
service to his country than the whole
race of politicians put together." Can
you stand up brother and say "that's
- Mark it down as a safe rule that the
bleating calf lacks something in the
way of food, water or care to insure
its comfort. However there are calves
that will bleat almost continuously
and for no other reason apparently
than because they are of that uneasy,
restless spirit which marks them as
undesirable to raise for dairy pur
poses. Get rid of such animals.
Lord John Russell held farming in
high esteem. He said: "In a moral
point of view, the life of the agricul
turist is the most pure and holy of
any class of men; pure, because it is
the most healthful, and vice versa
hardly find time to contaminate it;
and holy, because it brings the Diety
perpetually before his view, giving
him thereby the most exalted notions
of supreme power, and the most en
during view of the divine benignity."
Some fruit growers make a practice
oi wasning ineir iruiL trees once a
year with soap suds. The rough bark
is scraped off. This destroys possible
hiding places for injurious insects.
After the scraping wash the trunk of
the tree, as far up as you can reach,
with' a strong soap solution: One part
soft soap to 109 parts of water. An
old broom is a good thing with which
to apply the wash. The forks of the
tree should receive a good washing
Some rules laid down by a success
ful sheep breeder are as follows: Do
not breed to a dry-fleeced ram. The
sire is the proper improver, but in
order to be such he must be a good
individual and descend from the best
lineage. Study sire, dam and blood
lines., Follow the show ring, but show
only good, well-fitted sheep. Have a
right ideal and breed to produce it.
Honesty Is of as' much Importance in
sheep breeding as it is anywhere else.
' rjNu11Bsn-Z!S3 1
If feed leblgh.
'Balbcmyeur farm this year.
then til K better.
Cows left eat hi the st
are bound U
It is to the latere of every dslry-
to nrsdsee not oaly.cleaa milk
Make hosse the brightest and hap
piest place on earth. ItahoHhrhethe
The profit la ealrytas is dopcadcat
oa the kfudof cows ana
the care sad feed, he gives thea
to drive to
hi the way ef
produce to sell,
he I bead by catting a wfre
aad ustac the- pert with)
oa as a rivet
Salt is required by tie- aaiaada as
wen as by man. Even: the- cMckeas
resafre a judicious amount Fed ha
large quantities, of
Tout caa put the ewes. which, are lav
run-down condition in fine shape by
feeding a grain ration of wheat braa.
ground oats and peas, about oaehalf
pound to each sheep.
The grain binder or thrasher al
lowed to- weather the storms of winter
under a covering of wheat or oat
straw win not be found to be la very
good condition for next seasoa'swork.
Have the wood box large enough to
hold several days' supply of wood.
Never Tet it get empty. Ton" caa
bring in- wood at odd times: Wife er
daughters ought never to- have to go
out after fuel.
The amount of money that finds
its way into the owner's pocket at the
end of the year tells the whole story
whether his cows are doing business
or not You might as welL have one
good cow as 41 of the poorer ones.
It Is easy to get money into the
poultry business and hard to get it
out. Go slow. Build up your busi
ness slowly and surely and you- will
no be among the number which de
clares that the poultry business does
Giflbrd Pinchot the- government for
ester, who has just returned from a
10.060-mile jaaat over the govern
ment and private forest preserves of
the country, declares that fa 2s years
the timber supply will be exhausted
if the present rate of cutting goes on.
, Scripture saith that the very hairs
of our heads are numbered. This
fact has perhaps inspired some indus
trious person to count the feathers oa
a hen, for he Is out with the informa
tion that the average hen has 8.120
feathers concealed in various places
about her anatomy.
The large calendars with the big
whife spaces where the numbers are
make admirable record sheets for the
poultry. Put in the squares contain
ing the dates the number of eggs laid
on that day. and so on through the
month, then, as the leaves of the cal
endar are torn -elf, file them away for
A government bulletin declares that
a majority of the paints and washes
advertised to protect trees from at
tacks of mice and rabbits are either
without merit or are positively injuri
ous and liable to kill young trees.
Some of the washes require renewal
after every hard rain. In experiments
with a wash of whale-oil soap, crude
carbolic acid and water, for apple
trees, it was found that in about At
hours the carbolic acid had so far
evaporated that mice renewed their
work upon the bark. Blood and grease,
said to give immunity from the rab-.
bit attacks, would invite the attacks
of field mice. The bulletin continues:
Reports recently received by the bio
logical survey seem to indicate that
the ordinary lime-and-sulphur wash,
recommended for the winter spraying
of trees to destroy the San Jose scale.
is aa effective preventive of the at
tacks of both mice and rabbits. Ob
servations during the winter of 1906-0?
indicate that this claim Is well
Prof. Fraser, of the Illinois Agricul
tural college, figures out the cow
problem as follows, and it will be
well for every owner of cows to study
his reasoning and his figures: If, says
Prof. Fraser, by weighing and testing
,the milk of each cow at regular inter
vals during the year a dairyman
'should' discover that 12 cows of his
herd produced only 133& pounds but
ter fat and returned only 77 cents
profit' per cow per year, like the low
est one-fourth of the 554 cows tested
by this experiment station, how much
would It add to his annual income if
he were to replace them with 12
cows producing 301pounds butter fat
and making a profit of 131.32 per cow
per year, like the highest one-fourth
of the same 554 cows? 'The 12 poor
cows would return a total profit of
77 cents, or 9.24. The 12 good cows
would return a profit of 12 times
$31.32, or S375.S4 for the year. The
difference in these two profits is
$366.60. This change of cows would
increase the dairyman's annual profits
$366.60. Suppose the poor cows were
sold to the butcher at $35 per head
and the 12 good cows were bought at
$70 each, how much new capital would
be invested In this dairy? The added
profit would be what per cent.- of this
new investment? The 12 poor cows at
$35 each would bring $420. The 12
good cows at $70 each would cost
$840. It would be necessary to double
the money received for the poor cows
that Is, to put in $420 of new capital
to pay for the 12 cows bought. The
annual increase of profit, $3gea is
over 87 per cent, of the aew capital.
Isn't an investment returning 87 per
cent annual interest good enough to
warrant such aa exchange of cows
l. t.'.?.Jti..i. .
&: T t" B i. iJT ih
'."t. -K s-'&iT.';-jf$
. . . . -.
a--icuJt jg-r: '-.