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I'lenty of simile is essential.
Keep tho poppers picked clean at
least every other day.
A few trees In the sheep pasture
will turn it into a paradise.
Cement or concrete silos, when well
uiiilt. are practically everlasting.
Allowing weeds to go to seed now
means Increased labor next season
The hest method to determine if
your hens are good layers is the trap
nest.
A strong swarm of bees will furnish
a hundred pounds of honey aside from
what they themselves consume.
If you grow late-maturing crops in
Hie orchard they will keep the wood
growing too late to make them safe for
winter.
l'owpa vine hay has :i feeding value
radically equal to that of wheat
bran, which is worth now more than
$'.50 per ton.
It is folly to raise hogs, feed them
high-priced feeds, get them in good
-.nape and then let them die on their
way to market.
Karly potato blight is liable to at
tack the potato crop at any time from
June until the crop is ripe, but is
most seriously destructive in July and
August.
Farmers must lrn to feed the
rolls better to get the size and early
development of draft horses as the
French and English breeders do.
The calf should always have the
first or colostrum milk of the cow and
be allowed to nurse the cow until the
eighth or ninth milking, when the
milk is suitable lor human food.
A heifer becomes a cow after she
drops her lirst calf and begins giv
ing milk no matter at what age. and
she remains a heifer until these ma
ternal obligations are assumed.
Sprajing for early blight on late va
rieties of the Rural New Yorker type
of potatoes has prov d profitable the
past two years at the Minnesota sta
tion. Young pigs may be taken from the
sow at any time and fed by hand, yet
it is better to allow them to remain
with the tow If possible for two or
three weeks.
In the care of the breeding ewes du
ring the late summer and fall it Is
very important to make provisions for
some kind of green fodder to supple
ment the pastures.
Keep up the cultivation as long as
possible, even though the con. is tas
seling. Shallow cultivation will still
' found worth while should the
-..uiind surface harden up.
In dairying, there are special breeds
enough and reliable Information
iiough, so there is no excuse for a
man who goes it blind and blames
luck and the weather for his failure.
With dairying, as with other lines
of farming, the dairyman should fa
miliarize himself as much as possible
with every tact which can be brought
to bear upon the quality of his pro
duct. Bacon is only the intermingling of
fat and lean meat, and if the meat is
grown along rapidly it will be more
tender and palatable than if it is
pinched until the lean is dry and taste
less. In all those portions of the coun
try where dairying is a leading and
distinctive feature, and other grains
than corn are used as a growing and
tattening ration the bacon hogs can be
raised to advantage and prolit.
As the days wax warmer and warm
er one's efforts are apt to relax, but
the young fowls destined to take their
places in the show room must not be
neglected. They must have their feed
regularly, and water in abundance.
Cultivation as the plants develop re
quires not only care and skill, but
forethought also. If heavy rains have
beaten the soil into a hard mass and
it is water soaked it may bo neces
sary to go as deeply as possible with
out injuring the roots in order to
aerate the ground properly
Once the calf is well started toward
an early and profitable marketable
maturity by liberal feeding and good
rare at this season of the year, there
is little need of advising with regard
to his future feeding care, as the
owner's good sense will tell him that
It will pay to continue to feed and
care for him well
Fowls will lay occasionally in win
ter if they are not cared for other than
having a few scoopfuls of corn tossed
to them in a filthy house, but they will
make a profit over and above the feed
and housing if they are well sheltered
and fed a variety of clean and whole
some grains and have a bit of green
:ood and cut bone everv day. The day
of keeping chickens 'u the haphazard
xzy is about over.
Fowls dislike a filthy house.
Give Cower plaats Iota of room.
The British highway is far superter
to the American.
It is quite possible to get a fair crop
of cane after early oats.
Remove the suckers from fruit
trees as fast as they appear.
Light shining on potatoes colors
:hem and injures the flavor.
To retain soil moisture a loose
mulch of between two or three inches
is necessary.
Underfeeding and overfeeding are
both wasteful as is also feeding one
article of diet.
A pig can be raised by the hand
method as easily as a calf, if the same
pains are taken with it.
Founds of meat or amount and qual
ity of other products that au animal
will provide are what count.
If a sow proves a good breeder, there
is no reason why she should not be
kept as Ions as she produces strong
pigs.
To the intelligent corn grower a
weedy field spells a shiftless farmer
who is fooling with his chances of suc
cess. Do not allow any fruit to ripen on
berry plants set this season. Prema
ture fruit-bearing stunts the growth of
the plants.
The man who raises pigs ought to
have a field of peas into which they
can be turned just before the peas
become hard.
The richest color of the cream Is
when it first rises to the surface, and
if churned in that condition the butter
will be yellow.
You will have to spray with kero
sene emulsion to reach the cabbage
lice. Be sure to get it on the under
side of the leaves.
Corn has become a good crop,
whether hogs are high or low. but it is
not a good plan to plant more corn
than can be well tended.
Cocks should not be allowed to run
with the hens during moulting, so that
as the number of hens not moulting
decreases they should be confined with
the cocks.
Go over the pastures and mow the
spots of grass the cattle have not
eaten. It will make good bedding and
insure a continuous growth through
out the season.
The Minnesota station several years
ago found that on root-pruned corn
plats the average yield per acre was
three bushels of corn and S00 pounds
of fodder less than on the unpruned
plats.
During hot weather eggs should be
marketed two or three times a week
and they should be taken from the
nest two or three times a day. for eggs
under a setting hen soon begin to
spoil.
Anyone who will knowingly sell milk
from a diseased cow well deserves
the epithet of criminal, for his act is
nothing short of crime. To sell filthy
milk or butter is scarcely less repre
hensible. Corn silage Is an excellent calf feed
when fed in moderate amounts. Good
pasture is an essential after four to
six months of age, and if the calf is
turned out for only a few hours each j
day at first, scours will be avoided. j
The trouble with a great many poul
try keepers is that they think they
in flv liofnrA thnv nre renllv able tc
wall- Take time to learn the bus! j
ness. Jy and by the flying will come
easy enough. j
There is some difference in the cos! '
of corn whether it is "hogged down" j
by sheep and Iambs In the field, or
high priced help husks it and hauls it
to the station, and high priced
rrnroads ship it to feeding yards.
The management of the calf during
the first year has much to do with its
later usefulness. Plenty of water and
salt should be given in clean vessels
Avoid sudden changes of diet and prac
tise regularity in feeding.
As soon as the cockerels get old
enough to pay attention to the pul
lets they begin lighting and the
weaker birds are crowded out and
don't get their share of feed. For
this reason the sexes should be sepa
rated so as to allow full and rapid
development.
There Is no better way to warm a
hen up In the morning than to scat
ter some warm wheat around In a
good clean layer of straw and let them
work hard for 1L They will get right
down to business as soon as It Is fair
ly light and stick to it till they have
earned their breakfast. By that time
they are as warm as a toast.
If you do not cultivate soon after a
rain has hardened the surface your
task will be ever so much -more dlfll
cult. The tendency of a hard baked
soil under cultivation Is to break up
into clods, especially if It has not been
well worked previously. This does not
produce the necessary mulch but rath
er tends to dry out the soil further,
and. in fact, is frequently worse than
no cultivation at all.
The average life of a worker bee
during the summer time is not over
three months and during the height ol
the clover bloom perhaps not over six
or eight weeks. Its life is probably
cut short during the summer months
by the wearing out of its wings. When
its time comes it will crawl away by
itself where it can die without hinder
icg the work of the rising generation
Drones, if they are not put Involun
tarily out of the way. may live per
haps three or four months. The queen
bee Is very seldom killed by violence
but usually lives to a good old age.
SYNOPSIS.
Iawronce niakeley. Iawy r. rocs to
I'lttsburK with the forfeit nots in the
Hrenson cas U take tli- I'pisition of the
-lii-f witness for thr prot-esit;n. John
Gilmor a millionnirf. In tli" tatter's
lmtix the Sawver Is uttrncwri by the pic
ture of a ;drf wl'om Oilnior.' explains is
his granddaughter. Alison West. Il" i-a.w
1.t father is a rascal and a filenil of
tin- former. Standing in line n ln.v a
Pullman ticket I'.lakeU-y is re.piesti.il by
a lady to buy !er urn. II wives her Iow
t ej-ven and retains !o r ten. He finds
a man in a drunkon stupor in lower ten
and r.iirs in Inu- r nine. He awakens in
lower st-xeii and finds his haw and cloth
ing irii.ssmw. The ia.ui in lower ten is
found murdered. It is learned that the
dead man i Simon Harrington of I'itts
Ii.tk. The man who disapp-arotl with
Itl:ikc !'& clothes U snspoeted of the
murder.
CHAPTER VI Continued.
"Then you haven't heard the rest of
the tragedy?" I asked, holding out the
case. "It's frightfully bad luck for
me. but it makes a good story. You
see "
At that moment the conductor and
porter ceased their colloquy. The con
ductor came directly toward me. tug
ging as he came at his bristling gray
mustache.
"I would like to talk to you in the
car." he said to me. with a curious
g.ance at the young lady.
"Can't it wait?" I objected. "We
are on our way to a cup of coffee and
a slice of bacon. Be merciful as you
are powerful."
"I'm afraid the breakfast will have
to wait," he replied. "I won't keep
you long." There was a note of au
thority in his voice which I resented;
but. after all. the circumstances were
unusual.
"We'll have to defer that cup of
coffee for a while," 1 said to the girl;
"but don't despair; there's breakfast
somewhere."
As we entered the car, she stood
aside, hut I felt rather than saw that
she followed us. I was surprised to
see a half dozen men gathered around
the berth in which I had wakened,
number seven. It had not yet been
made up.
As we passed along the aisle. I was
conscious of a new expression on the
faces of the passengers. The tall wom
an who had fainted was searching my
face with narrowed eyes, while the
stout woman of the kindly heart
avoided my gaze, and pretended to
look out of the window.
As we pushed our way through the
group 1 fancied that it closed around
me ominously. The conductor said
nothing, but led the way without cere
mony to the side of the berth.
"What's the matter?" 1 inquired. I
was puzzled, but not apprehensive
"Have you some of my things? I'd be
thankful even for my shoes; these are
confoundedly tight."
Nobody spoke, and I fell silent, too.
For one of the pillows had been turned
over, and the under side of the white
case was streaked with brownish
stains I think it was a perceptible
time before I realized that the stains
were blood, and that the faces around
were filled with suspicion and dis
trust, "Why, it that looks like blood." I
said vacuously. There was an inces
sant pounding in my ears, and the
conductoYs voice came from far off.
"It is blood." he asserted grimly.
I looked around with a dizzy at
tempt at nonchalance. "Even if it is,"
I remonstrated, "surely you don't sup
pose for a moment that I know any
thing about it!"
The amateur detective elbowed his
way in. He had a scrap of transpar
ent piper in his hand, and a pencil.
"I would like permission to trace
the stains." he began eagerly. "Also"
to me "if you will kindly jab your
l.nger with a pin needle anything
"If you don't keep out of this." the
conductor said savagely. "I will do
some jabbing myself. As for you,
sir " he turned to me. I was ab
solutely innocent, but I knew that I
presented a typical picture of guilt; I
was covered with cold sweat, and the
pounding In my ears kept up dizzily.
"As for you, sir "
The irrepressible amateur detective
made a quick pounce at the pillow and
pushed back the cover. Before our in
credulous eyes he drew out a narrow
steel dirk which had been buried to
the small cross that served as a head.
There was a chorus of voices
around, a quick surging forward of
the crowd. So that was what had
scratched my hand! I buried the
wound in my coat pocket.
"Well." 1 said, trying to speak natur
ally, "doesn't that prove what I have
been telling you? The .man who com
mitted the murder belonged to this
berth, and made an exchange in some
way after the crime. How do yon
know he didn't change the tags so I
would come back to this berth?" This
was an inspiration; I was pleased
with it "That's what he did. he
changed the tags," I reiterated.
There was a murmur of assent
around. The doctor, who was stand
ing beside me. put his hand on my
arm. "If this gentleman committed
this crime, and I for one feel sure he
did not. then who is the fellow who
got away? And why did he go?"
"We have only one man's word for
that." the conductor snarled. "I've trav
fltd tome in these cars myself, nnd
no one ever changed berths with me."
Somebody on the edge of the group
asserted that hereafter he would travel
by daylight. I glanced up and caught
the eye of the girl in blue.
"They are all mad." she said. Her
tone was low, hut I heard her distinct
ly. "Don't take them seriously enough
to defend yourself."
"I am glad you think I didn't do it"
I observed meekly, over the crowd.
"Nothing else is of any importance."
The conductor had pulled out his
note-book again. "Your name, please,"
he said gruffly.
"Lawrence Blakeley, Washlnjrto"
"Your occucatlon?
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"Attorney. A member of the firm
of Blakeley & McKnight."
"Mr. Blakeley. you say you have
occupied the wrong berth and have
been robbed. Do you know anything
of the man who did it?"
"Only from what he left behind," I
answered. "These clothes "
"They fit you." he said with quick
suspicion. "Isn't that rather a coinci
dence? You are a large man."
"Good lieavens." 1 retorted, stung to
fury, "do I look like a man who would
wear this kind of a necktie? Do you
suppose I carry purple and green
barred silk handkerchiefs? Would any
man in his senses wear a pair of
shoes a full size too small?"
The conductor was inclined to
hedge. "You will have to grant that
I am in a peculiar position," he said.
"I have only your word as to the ex
change' of berths, and you understand
I am merely doing my duty. Are there
any clews in the pockets?"
For the second time I emptied them
of their contents, which he noted. "Is
that all?" he finished. "There was
nothing else?"
"Nothing."
"That's not all. sir." broke In the
porter, stepping forward. "There was
a small black satchel."
"That's so." I exclaimed. "I forgot
the bag. I don't even know where it
is."
The easily swayed crowd looked sus
picious again. I've grown so accus
tomed to reading the faces of a jury,
seeing them swing from doubt to be
lief, and back again to doubt, that I
instinctively watch expressions. I saw
that my forget ful ness had done me
harm that suspicion was roused
again.
The bag was found a couple of seats
away, under somebody's raincoat an
other dubious circumstance. Was 1
hiding it? It was brought to the berth
and placed beside the conductor, who
opened it at once.
It contained the usual traveling im
pedimenta change of linen, collars.
"I Don't Want
handkerchiefs, a bronze-green scarf,
and a safety razor. But the attention
of the crowd riveted itself on a flat,
Russia leather wallet around which
a heavy gum band was wrapped, and
which bore in gilt letters the name
"Simon Harrington."
CHAPTER VII.
A Fine Gold Chain.
The conductor held it out to me, his
face sternly accusing.
"Is this another coincidence?" he
asked. "Did the man who left you
his clothes and the barred silk hand
kerchief and the tight shoes leave you
the spoil of the murder?"
The men standing around had
drawn off a little, and I saw the ab
solute futility of any remonstrance.
Have you ever seen a fly, who, in
these hygienic days, finding no cob
webs to entangle him. is caught in a
sheet of fly paper, finds himself more
and more mired, and is finally quiet
with the sticky stillness of despair?
Well. I was the fly. I had seen too
much of circumstantial evidence to
have any belief that the establishing
of my identity would weigh much
against the other incriminating de
tails. It meant imprisonment and
trial, probably, with all the notoriety
and loss of practice they would en
tail. A man thinks quickly at a time
like that. .11 the probable conse
quences of the finding of that pocket
book flashed through my mind as I ex
tended my hand to take it Then I
drew my arm back.
"I don't want it" I said. "Look in
side. Maybe the other man took the
money and left the wallet"
The conductor opened it and again
there was a curious surging forward
of the crowd. To my intense disap
pointment the money Vas still there.
1 stood blankly miserable while It
was counted out five $100 bills, six
twenties nnd some fives and ones that
brought the total to $G50.
The little man with the note-book
insisted on taking the numbers of the
notes, to the conductor's annoyance.
r 2 I
It was immaterial to me: Small things
had lost their power to irritate. I was
seeing myself In the prisoner's box,
going through all the nerve-racking
routine of a trial for murder the chal
lenging of the jury, the endless cross
examinations, the alternate hope and
fear. I believe I said before that I
had no nerves, but for a few minutes
that morning I was as near as a man
ever comes to hysteria.
I folded my arms and gave myself
a mental shake. I seemed to be the
center of a hundred eyes, expressing
every shade of doubt and distrust, but
I tried not to flinch. Then some one
created a diversion.
The amateur detective was busy
again with the sealskin bag. investi
gating the make of the safety razor
and the manufacturer's name on the
bronze-green tie. Now, however, he
paused and frowned, as though some
pet theory had been upset
Then from a corner of the bag he
drew out and held up for our inspec
tion some three inches of fine gold
chain, one end of which was black
ened and stained with blood!
The conductor held out his hand for
it, but the little man was not ready
to give it up. He turned to me.
"You say no watch was left you?
Was there a piece of chain like that?"
"No chain at all." I said sulkily. "No
jewelry of any kind, except plain gold
buttons in the shirt I am wearing."
"Where are your glasses?" he
threw at me suddenly; instinctively
my hand went to my eyes. My glasses
had been gone all morning, and I had
not even noticed their absence. The
little man smiled cynically and held
out the chain.
"I must ask you to examine this,"
he insisted. "Isn't it a part of the fine
gold chain you wear over your ear?"
I didn't want to touch the thing:
The stain at the end made me shud
der. But with a baker's dozen of sus
picious eyes well, we'll say 14 there
were no one-eyed men I took the
It," I Said.
fragment in the tips of my fingers and
looked at it helplessly.
"Very fine chains are much alike,"
I managed to say. "For all I know,
this may be mine, but I don't know
how it got into that sealskin bag. 1
never saw the bag until this morning
after daylight."
"He admits that he had the bag."
somebody said behind me. "How did
you guess that he wore glasses, any
how?" to the amateur sleuth.
That gentleman cleared his throat.
"There were two reasons," he said,
"for suspecting it. When you see a
man with the lines of his face droop
ing, a healthy individual with a pen
sive eye suspect astigmatism. Be
sides, this gentleman has a pro
nounced line across the bridge of his
nose and a mark on his ear from the
chain."
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Would Not Live as Slaves
Incident of Sublime Heroism of Which
the World Has Had Little
Knowledge.
D. W. and A. S. Iddlngs. who have
recently returned from a trip in the
interests of Recreation through parts
of Mexico little known to the outside
world, obtained an interesting audi
ence with the governor of Chiapas. In
writing of this interview, in Recrea
tion, thpy say:
It was from the governor's lips
that we heard the story of the awful
tragedy that followed the rebellion
of the Chiapanecs after the first three
years of Suanish rule, almost un
matched in the world's history and
vet little known. The defeated
Chlananecs. facing a return to the
Spanish bondage, rushed in a body i
After this remarkable exhibition ct
the theoretical as combined with the
practical, he sank Into a seat near by,
and still holding the chain, sat with
closed eyes and pursed lips. It was
evident to all the car that the solution
of the raystery was a question of mo
ments. Once he bent forward eagerly
and putting the chain on the window
sill, proceeded to go over it with a
pocket magnifying glass, only to
shake his head In disappointment. All
the people around shook their heads,
too, although they had not the slight
est idea what it was about
The pounding in my ears began
again. The group around me seemed
to be suddenly motionless In the very
act of moving, as if a hypnotist had
called "Rigid!" The girl in blue was
looking at me. and above the din I
thought she said she must speak to
mc something vital. The pounding
grew louder and merged Into a scream.
With a grinding and splintering the
car rose under my feet. Then it fell
away into darkness.
CHAPTER VIII.
The Second Section.
Have you ever been picked up out
of your three-meals-a-day life, whirled
around In a tornado of events, and
landed in a situation so grotesque and
yet so horrible that you laugh even
while you are groaning, and straining
at its hopelessness? McKnight says
that is hysteria, and that no man
worthy of the name ever admits to it.
Also, as McKnight says, It sounds
like a tank drama. Just as the revolv
ing saw is about to cut the hero Into
stove lengths, the second villain blows
up the sawmill. The hero goes up
through the roof and alights on the
bank of a stream at the feet of his
lady love, who is making daisy chains.
Nevertheless, when I was safely
home again, with Mrs. Klopton brew
ing strange drinks that came In paper
packets from the pharmacy, and that
smelled to heaven, I remember stag
gering to the door and closing it, and
then going back to bed and howling
out the absurdity and the madness of
the whole thing. And while I laughed
my very soul was sick, for the girl
was gone by that time, and I knew by
all the loyalty that answers between
men for honor that I would have to
put her out of my mind.
And yet, all the night that followed,
filled as it was with the shrieking de
mons of pain, I saw her as I had seen
ber last, in the queer hat with green
ribbons. I told the doctor this, guard
edly, the next morning, and he said it
was the morphia, and that I was lucky
not to have seen a row of devils with
green tails.
I don't know anything about the
wreck of September 9 last. You who
swallowed the details with your coffee
and digested the horrors with your
chop, probably know a great deal more
than I do. I reniemberlvery distinctly
that the jumping and throbbing in my
arm brought mc back to a world that
at first was nothing but sky. a heap of
clouds that I thought hazily were the
meringue on a blue charlotte russe.
As the sense of hearing was slowly
added to vision, I heard a woman near
me sobbing that she had lost her hat
pin, and she couldn't keep her hat on.
I think I dropped hack into uncon
sciousness again, for the next thing
I remember was of my blue patch of
sky clouded with smoke, of a strange,
roaring and crackling, of a rain of
fiery sparks in my face and of some
body beating at me with feeble hands.
I opened my eyes and closed them
again: The girl in blue was bending
over me. With that imperviousness
to big things and keenness to small
that is the first effect of shock." I tried
to be facetious, when a spark stung
my cheek.
"You will have to rouse yourself!"
the girl was repeating desperately.
"You've been in Are twice already."
A piece of striped ticking floated slow
ly over my head. As the wind caught
it its charring edges leaped Into flame.
"Looks like a kite, doesn't it?" I
remarked cheerfully. And then, as
my arm gave an excruciating throb
"Jove, how my arm hurts!"
The girl bent over and spoke slow
ly, distinctly, as one might speak to a
deaf person or a child.
"Listen. Mr. Blakeley," she said
earnestly. "You must rouse yourself.
There has been a terrible accident
The second section ran into us. The
wreck is burning now, and if we don't
move, we will catch fire. Do you
hear?"
tTO HE CONTINUED.)
from the City of Chlapa to the edge
or a high cliff overhanging the i
Grijalva river, and. locked in close j
embrace, fathers, mothers and chil
dren cast themselves upon the rocks
below or into the swift running
stream. They preferred death at
their own hands in this frightful man
ner to dishonor. Vainly the Spaniards
strove to prevent the grcr.t city's com
plete depopulation, but of the multi
tude, variously estimated at from
50.000 to 100.000. scarce 2.000 souls
were saved. This was in 1526.
Goats to Save Fire Breaks.
The forest service has turned
S00 Angora goats loose on mountain
slopes in western states, as an ex
periment to keep the weeds from the
fire breaks.
I want any person who Miter wtta Mfc
leusneis. constipation. Indigestion or aa
liver or blood aliment, to try say Paw-Pa
liter Pills. I guarantee taey will purify tM
Wood and put the. tWer and stomach Into m
healthful condition and will positively cur;
biliousness and constipation, or I will refund
tour money. Munren'a rlomeoaathle Hem
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Your liver
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INFECTION IN THE PRISON
Peculiarly Favorable Field Thera for
tha Spread of the Scourge
of Tuberculosis.
Only twenty-one prisons In flfteem
states and 'territories have prorlded
special places for the treatment o
their tuberculous prisoners. These in
stitutions can accommodate, howeYer.
only 800 'patients. In three-fourths ol
no major prisons and In practically
all the jails of the country the tuber
culous prisoner is allowed freely tq
Infect his fellow prisoners, very fe
restrictions being placed upon hla
habits. When the congregate mode of
prison life is considered, the danger ol
Infection becomes greater than In the
general population. New York and
Massachusetts are the only state
where any systematic attempt has?
been made to transfer all tuberculoul
prisoners to one central Institution
The largest prison tuberculosis hospS
tal Is in Manila, where accommodat
tlons for 200 prisoners are provided
The next largest Is Clinton prison boat
pltal In New York, which provides bar
150.
On Some Ministers.
The worst o' these here shepherd
Is, my boy. that they regIarly turn
the heads of all the young ladle
about here. Lord bless their llttla
hearts, they think It's all right, ant)
don't know no better; but they're thf
wictlms o' gammon, Samtvel. theyr
tin wlctlms o' gammon. Nothin els
and wot aggragates me, Samlvel. 14
to see 'em awastin' all their time an
labor In making clothes for copper-col
ored people as don't want 'em and tala
lng no notice of flesh-colored Cbrl
tlans as do. If I'd my way. SamiveL,
I'd just stick some of these here lazj.
shepherds behind a heavy wheelban
row, and run 'era up and down
14-Inch plnnk all day. That 'ud shak
the nonsense out of 'em. If anythin'
vould. Mr. Weller. Quoted by Charles
Dickens.
Mrs. Wlggin's Idea of London.
During the recent visit of Mrs. WI)
gin. the American author. In London,
an Interviewer called on her. Wltk
pencil poised, the Interviewer asked:
"And what do you think of London,
Mrs. Wiggin?"
"You remind me." answered the atv
thor cheerfully, "of the young laf
who sat beside Dr. Gibbon at dinner.
She turned to him after the soup.
" 'Do. dear Dr. Gibbon,' she said, tell
me about the decline and fall of tha
Roman empire. "
Faults In American Character.
In an address on botanical educa
tion in America. Prof. W. F. Ganonr
remarks that "disregard of particular
and a tendency to easy generalities
are fundamental faults In American
character." and he Insists upon the
necessity of laboratory and experi
mental work in all scientific study.
Books "ease the wits." but independ
ent observation is the source of sound
knowledge in science.
Isn't It shocking: when you hear a
nice man complain of anything;?
Cut Out
Breakfast
Cooking
Easy to start the day
cool and comfortable if
Post
Toasties
are in the pantry ready
to serve right from the
package. No cooking
required; just add some
cream and a little sugar.
Especially pleasing
these summer mornings
with berries or fresh
fruit.
One can feel cool in
hot weather on proper
food.
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