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Freeborn County Standard (Newspaper) - June 17, 1896, Albert Lea, MinnesotaTHE MILL SPRITE. | BY CII A SULKS AL HARGER. The great stone flouring mills of the northwestern wheat region have little about them to remind one of the modest structures that clatteringly turn into flour the farmers’ grain in the country districts farther east. There are no farmers driving up to the door and unloading dusty sacks of yellow wheat while they chat with the miller. Whole freight trains instead, puff their noisy way under the massive archways into the building and car after car is emptied in a twinkling, each one discharging its load through a trap-door in its floor. Then the ears, having been almost as quickly loaded with flour as they were emptied of grain, are pushed on through another great stone archway, and go forth to carry the product to eastern markets. In the Perth ton mill there was generally one onlooker as the trains unloaded who took no part in the work. Annie, the little crippled daughter of the janitor, limped up and down the plat form, in and out of the mill, as well as her lameness would allow. Brakemen, engineers and shippers all had a pleasant word for lier. “The mill-sprite,’’ one engineer of a poetic turn of mind had called her; and she went by that name, even among those who did not know what the phrase meant. About midsummer a new superintendent, Mr. Griswold, came to the mill. “Aren’t you afraid of being caught in the machinery?” he asked one hot evening, w hen he found Annie perched on a wide beam watching the wheat flow downward like a golden river. “No; I've a1 ways lived in the mill, and go everywhere,” she answered. “Night and day, too?” “Yes, it's prettier at night,” sue answered, simply; and the superintendent, w hose heart sometimes swelled with admiration when the great structure was lighted with electricity, agreed with her. He stopped a moment to watch the swinging lever which, at a pull from an assistant’s hand, pushed back the heavy cover to the deep bin, and allowed a carload of new wheat, fresh from the prairies, to flow like a torrent into the receptacle. “ ’Twould be death to be under that shower,” Mr. Griswold said, half to himself, and passed on. A few evenings afterward, when she was left alone by her father in the janitor's nest-like quarters in the front of the mill, Annie's thoughts called up this remark of the superinteudent about the stream of wheat. Just then she heard a low, rumbling sound iii the distance. Another train of wheat was coming. It would lie unloaded in the night. She started for the door to see it roll past, and glide out along a dark wall toward the tracks. Just before she came to a corner she heard low voices from around the turn. Two men were whispering hoarsely. “The last night of the month always brings it, you know,” one said. “Yes, but how can we get it? Th' watch will be on.” “That's all right. I've been studying the thing, an' the superintendent is here alone to-night. The office men are sick.” The roar of the train was coining nearer, and the men raised their voices. “He may show fight an’ ring in an alarm,” said the second speaker. “No danger,” was the reply. It. came so sharply that it seemed to be hissed in the other’s ear. “It won’t take more than n minute to settle him. We'll jest wait till th’ train is in, an’—” “Whir! w hizz! came the noisy freight. The engine threw out millions of sparks as it tugged up the incline, and all sounds but its roar were drowned. Nothing was distinguishable until the long line of laden cars had disappeared beneath the black arch iii the wing of the mill, and then Annie heard again: “Don't get seared now—it'll work all right.” Then the voices ceased. Presently she peeped anxiously around the corner. Nothing was visible now but Hie silent, dark w alls, with gleams of light coming through the scores of windows. She wished her father were there, and was st ill more nervous w hen she remembered that he would not tie back until midnight. She thought over the men’s words:    “the    last night of the month.” The meaning had not struck her at first. Now it occurred to her that they were talking a bo fit the hundreds of dollars which were in the superintendent’s hands to pay off the employes on the morning of the first of the month. He was alone, as the men had said—she knew that the force was small that night because of illness. These men were going to rob Mr. Griswold! She must go and warn him. Hut whatever they meant to do, it would happen “when the train was in.” And already it had come to a standstill on the dump platform. Annie seized her bonnet, to protect her brown hair from the flying flour, and not daring to go outside and attempt to climb the long railway trestle in the darkness, turned through a small door into the depths of the mill and started for the superintendent's office. Although she had often been in the mill at night, it had seldom been in this direction, and her progress was some-w hat uncertain. Pulling back her dress from contact with the mighty wheels, stepping over shafts and limping along beams that connected narrow platforms, she struggled on in the hot and dusty half-darkness. Once, in her excitement she lost her way; and then, just as a dull roar told that the first car of wheat had been dumped, she found it again, and in a moment more was at the door of the superintendent's office. Impatiently she pounded on its panels. There was no response. Straightening her }>oor little body to its greatest height, she knocked again, and then with l>oth thin hands tried the latch. It yielded, and the heavy door swung slowly inward. She glanced quickly around. Mr. Griswold was not there. The doors of the safe in w hich the money was kept w’cre closed, and she reflected that the small night force was probably assisting in the unusual task of unloading the train at that hour. Out of the office she hurried, and taking the upper floor because she know i|s windings better, and there were fewer belts and shafts, she turned in the direction of the great bins. Another roar'told of a second ear’s disposal, and she caught her breath a little as she trembled lest she should be too late. At last she turned a corner in the tangled path she was following, and wheat bins. A line of beams led toward the gleaming electric light at the farther end, and to the right vast gaping spaces reached into the darkness far below. Above, the locomotive’s tugging, as it pulled the loaded cars into place for the next “dump,” could be heard above the rumble of the mill’s machinery. Annie hurried along the narrow pathway—the verv one on which she had met Mr. Griswold when he spoke to her about the consequences of being caught under the shower of wheat. Below, some 20 feet, was another line of planks leading past the bins, into which, level with the planks, doors opened. These were for convenience in inspecting the condition of the grain. On this platform, his body bent as he peered into the vast bin at his side, was JAMES MONROE'S DEATH. Author of the Doctrine Bearing: His Name Died In Poverty. James Monroe, the immortal expounder of a doctrine that is to-day the arbiter of our national destinies, died in beggary and neglect in a little house that still stands in the city of New Y ork. The house is old and crumbling. Like the grand personage who died destitute there in 18111, it is enduring a destitute and decaying old age, and no one pays any heed to it. The house stands at the northwest corner of Brince and Marion streets in New York. The ground floor is converted into a cheap foreign eating-house. There is a carpenter’s bench upstairs. The side walls are placarded wfith posters, and tlie pavements are littered w ith refuse. In the second-story front room of this battered old residence James Monroe, fifth, and, in many' respects, one of the the superintendent. She recognized his greatest of the presidents, died, on July* 4, I S31, so poor that his son-in-law borrowed some money to bury him with. James Monroe wanted the necessaries of his feeble condition during his last days. His death was hastened by the jioverty that forced him to go hungry for want of medicinal food. The entire neighborhood of this old house is rich in historic associations of Monroe, w ho lived here with his son-in-law, Samuel L. Grosvenor. Mr. Grosvenor belonged to a fine old family', but he was not rich. He cheerfully gave the former president a home, for Monroe hail actually no other place to lay' his head. He had given up his Virginia residence, and official life had completely’ drained his resources. The most delightful and interesting accounts of the life led by' James Monroe in his New York refuge are still extant. He was a country gentleman of the old school, and was, of course, deeply resj>ected by all his neighbors as an ex-president of the United States. He daily walked down Marion street as a constitutional until his health gave out completely. Oddly enough, the neighborhood still retains the quaint, old-fasliioned, almost colonial character it had during James Monroe’s time. Marion street, as you leave the door of the immortal doctrine’s expounder, is still occupied by’ the houses which stood there iii 1831. These houses belong to old families, among whom Monroe's name is a personal tradition. The sons and daughters of the children who played about the door can tell you about Monroe in his stockings and ftoek, because he saluted their parents as they saluted him. By a singular stroke of fortune this old house, with its three stories and light gray coat and russet shoes. Sh pushed on, intending when she had come him to call and warn him of possible danger. The rope with which he had moved the lever to loosen the contents of the last car hung at his side, and was still swinging from his touch. He w as evidently scenting the grain for a suspicion of moldiness. Suddenly, before she was within hailing distance, though she was not far from a position directly above the superintendent, she saw a black form shoot out from behind a heavy upright timber directly' behind him. The stranger sneaked toward the door of tile bin, into which part of his intend* d victim’s body still protruded. The lame girl's heart almost stood still with fright. She sank to the narrow platform, and crouching there iii the upj>er darkness, watched helplessly the struggle going on below’. The stranger had leaped upon the superintendent, and was attempting to throw' him into the bin; but Mr. Griswold fought bravely for his life. Once, twice he was almost a victor, but his assailant had him at a disadvantage. Already his head and shoulders were hanging over the dark abyss into which a carload of y’ellow wheat had sunk and made no impression on the great space. Chunk! came a sound above her head. Annie realized with a shudder that another car had been brought ii\to position over the trap-door, and was ready to be dumped. The stranger below had almost overcome the superintendent, and she saw the scoundrel glance sidewise toward the rope which moved the lever. Like a flash there came upon her for the first, time a realization what a ter- MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS. —At the funeral of Miss Jennie Rum-sey, a popular young woman of Kiowa, Ran., Hie other day, women acted aa pallbearers. —Iowa almost from the date of its admission has been called the “Hawkeye state.” Haw keye was the name of a noted Indian chief. —Taking the y’oung and the old together, it is found that 26 years is the average at which people die in London. In England and Wales only, more than 100,000 persons are always slowly dying of consumption. —Ladies’ bangs are good indicators of a coming storm. When they “go out of curl” the indication Is for rain. When they are dry aud crisp, fair weather will ensue. When the hair is naturally curly, however, it becomes more soon the approach of rain. —Silk dresses rustle much more loudly in dry’ weather, because they are almost devoid of moisture, and the friction between their folds is considerable and noisy; when rain is impending the silks absorb a portion of the moisture and become almost silent. —A curious lake has been found In the island of Kildine, in the North sea. It is separated from the ocean by a narrow strip of land and contains salt water under the surface, in which sponges, codfish and other marine animals flourish. The surface of the water, however, is perfectly’ fresh and supports diaphnias and other fresh water creatures. —A Russian citizen of Manistique, Mich., has received notice from the Russian government that he is expected to return to that country and do military service or pay $300, in case of refusal to do either of which the property of his relatives in that country will be I confiscated. He is a naturalized citizen of this country, and has consequently applied to the government authorities for advice in the case. THE FARMING WORLD. REPAIRING FENCES. btout (Galvanized Wire Is Far Better for Mending Than Nails. Mending pasture fences is often a prominent element in the regular summer work of tile farm. The boards used in pasture fencing are usually' of a cheap quality, and either decay rapidly or warp and twist out of shape, either of which evils lias a tendency' to free the ends of the boards from the posts. To again nail these ends to tile posts is but to temporize. They will soon be cit again. A much better way to mend such breaks is by' using the {Jan shown in the accompanying illustration. Stout rible dt*c<I w<vs intended. Tile T>o*l\ of > tittie* is still strong mid int*i4?tL Tlw? the superintendent, hurled into the bin, j American people are very ready to eau* would be covered with the flood of grain, ; tribute to the preservation of Carlyle’s and his fate would be unknown for days, an<f perhaps for weeks and months. It was but a second now' before the end would come. Already the assailant had pushed off the superintendent’s hands, and she saw body and limbs disappear through the narrow door. She could not hear it fall on the soft mass of grain beneath, but she knew it was there. The assassin tugged at the door. He had nothing to do now' but to close and fasten it and pull the lever; and then thousands of bushels of wheat would bury the unfortunate man as firmly and fatally' as though the ear above should itself fall into the Cavern. Annie sprang to her feet and gazed a moment helplessly’ about her. Then there met her glance the long lever reaching out over the bin. If it only could be held! If the trap-door were kept closed it would keep back the grain, and the superintendent might be saved. The stranger below' had nearly closed the thick door. In a moment he would pull the slender rope. She looked at the lever. A weight on the end over the bin would prevent the trap's moving; there was but one way to accomplish it—she must boid it herself. On hands and knees she climbed to the edge of the bin; then, reaching far out on the pole which moved the door, she took a firm grasp. A little tremble told her that the door had been closed by the stranger, and she fearlessly swung off! The slender pole bent and swayed with her weight, and she shuddered lest the lever should still work. If it did, she would be swept down into the abyss over which she hung helplessly, and the stream of grain pouring upon her w ould mean death to her as well as to the superintendent. Twitch! went the lever. The assassin was jerking the rope. Again and again she felt the jerk, but still the little pole did not rise with her enough to loosen the. trap-door. Although the whole affair had occupied but a moment, it seemed to have been hours. In an instant longer she must loosen her hold, and then— The man was evidently growing impatient, and she felt a jerk of unusual power. There followed a cracking sound; the lever broke, and she was falling through the darkness, the broken piece of the lever still in her hands. As soon as she realized anything farther she was sliding dowm an inclined plane of wheat, and a man’s voice, that of the superintendent, was saying something to her . Far above they’ could see the gleam of the electric light streaming over the edge of the bin, with flour dust floating in like motes in a sunbeam. “I saw’ him throw’ y-ou in,” sobbed the child, “an’ now’ they'll cover us both!” “No. they w’on’t,” answered the superintendent. “The trainmen will have to fix the lever first, and they'll look about to see w hat's the matter.” Presently the door through which he had fallen was opened, and a lantern was swung in, followed in a moment by a trainman’s head. “Hello!” called the man. “What’s the matter down there?” “I’m in here! It’s Griswold,” the superintendent answered. Annie heard a smothered exclamation of astonishment from the man. He summoned help; ropes were brought, and soon both she and Mr. Griswold were drawn up from their perilous position. The experience of the night had added many’ lines to the superintendent’s face, and though he was relieved to find that the robbers, foiled in the execution of their plans, had vanished without disturbing the safe, the memory of what he had suffered in anticipation remained with him. As for Annie, the little “mill-sprite** did not lack for rewards and praise, either from the mill-owners or from the man whose life she had saved.—Youth** Companion. house in Loudon, while to-day’ the Louse of the man whose name is on everyone's li|>s, and whose <-reed is our national religion, is utterly neglected I he jingoes of congress have not a word to say’ with reference to the preservation of this Monroe relic. New Y'ork has allowed it to rot away for years. Very soon, in the ordinary course of events, the edifice will be torn down. Perhaps it is better so. While it stands it must always be a remindei to the American people that they allowed one of the greatest of their {ires idents to die in destitution. It was only natural that, during the period in which Monroe lived at this now decaying house, men of eminence should come to visit hint Among them was John Quincy Adams He recorded the visit very minutely ir his diary’, and commented feelingly upon the miserable condition in w hich lie found the ex-president. Mr. Monroe was indeed very iii ami feeble, ll ii condition was so wretched, in view oJ his extreme poverty, that John Quincy Adams drew a very moving portrait cl the old man. He mentioned the form- r magnificence of Monroe, and, contrasting it with his present indigence, made various reflections upon the mutability of human fortunes. Those who are curious on such topics may consult Adams’ letters and dairies with profit. Monroe died at last, with the cannoli booming all about him in honor of the nation’s birthday. His son-in-law, Mr. Grosvenor, afterward told about the melancholy of the old man. w hose heart had been broken by his country’s neglect. Congress had, with great parsimony, refused payment of certain of his claims. Monroe was buried in .Second street cemetery, where his remains lay utterly neglected and unmarked for years, until the legislature of Virginia appropriated funds for their removal to his native state. The usual buffeting of fortune followed them, for vandals stole the bronze from the grave after the interment in Virginia. Of all our presidents. Monroe has been the least honored by memorials.—St. Louis Republic. The California Lion. The running and leaping ability of the California lion when hard pressed by hounds and hunters in ojien field Is almost incredible. Only a fine pack of hounds, accustomed to the mountains, can even attempt to run a full-grown lion. There are scores of hunters who declare they have seen California lions, when hotly pursued, rise like a winged creature high above the greenw ood and chaparral, and make leap after leap of 30, sometimes 40 feet, across bow lders, logs and rocks. Ground scent for the dog is barely left, so daintily does he alight ; the hounds must- use the slightly tainted air for their guide. It is a well-known fact that the mountain lion stands in the greatest terror of dogs. When chased by them, he will try first to outrun them. Failing in this he will take to the nearest tree; but when there are no trees of refuge and the lion comes to bay, then look out. One stroke of the powerful paw meuns a dead dog, and unless the hunter comes to the rescue with a rifle or revolver, the savage brute will slaughter the whofr pack in detail. Should he succeed in killing all the dogs, he will immediately turn his attention to the human enemy, whom he considers the most insignificant of the pursuers.—Golden Days. The Vital Queition. She—Tell me, hubby dear, what is that big aerolite everybody is talking about? He—It is an enormous heavenly body, which, according to the statement of a Spanish scientist, is shortly to explode over the earth, and the fragments of which are to lay Spain, Fortugal, France and Germany in ruins. “What do you think I should wear on the occasion?”—Tit-Bits. WHAT HATS WEIGH. Curionily Interesting Figures Compiled by sn Expert. “Do you know the actual weight of a hat?” queried the spruce salesman, as he handed out several “new sty lea.” “People don't generally. I asked a man that question tike otlier day, and he guessed 14 ounces on that hat, which weighs exactly four and a half. An ordinary silk hat weighs only seven. “I looked up the matter recently, and so I know precisely. A ’silker' is almost the heaviest hat made, though hunting hats weigh more from their having an inner liniag of great stiffness and strength to save a man if he should he thrown on his head. The hunting top hats weigh ten ounces, and the hunting derbies; nine. A winter derby weighs five and a quarter ounces, varying a quarter ounce either way for size, and a summer soft felt three and three-quarter ounces. “When it comes to women’s headgear. there are all sorts of weights, though seldom doe* a woman’s hat of any kind run more than seven ounces. It depends on the kind of trimming and fal-lals. Some ribbons are heavy, and so are some artificial flowers. Jet is heavy, toe*. Tile average little bonnet weighs two ounces to two and a half, a trimmed ‘sailor’ three and a half, and a ‘Sennett’ (the kind that have brims stiffened with glue) four and threequarters. “The French ‘creations’ i re heavier, but they are not so weighty aa you might suppose. Six and a half to seven ouces means a big. heavy hat, and one you would need X rays to see through if you hapjiened to sit behind it.”—N. Y*. Herald. galvanized wire is now exceedingly cheap. It is just the material to use in making repairs upon board fences. Secure the end of the wire to the top of the |>ost so that it cannot slip down, and then bind ft about the post and the ends of the tomrds in the manner shown, making it foist at the bottom. Such repairing is easy. and, best of all, it Is effective and lasting. Such wire may aliso bt* used in binding pole fences to the stakes w hich support them.—X. Y. Tribune. RESTORING PASTURES. —There are some minds of which we can say, they make light; and for others only, they are warm.—JouberU Th* Factor of Safety lo Ii try cie*. The manufacturer of the modern bicycle presents one of the most complex and delicate problems known to mechanics. Tile reason is that what scientists term the “factor of safely" is lower in the bicycle than in almost any other mechanical product. In high-pressure guns, for instance, the safety is even tis great as 20—that is, guns are made 20 times as strong as is theoretically necessary for the strain they are to bear. In ordinary guns the factor of safety is 12, in boiler! it is about six, in bridges usually Ave, and in almost every other form of machine it is at least four. Such wide margins of extra strength are deemed as an offset to errors in theoristical computations or defects in material construction. With the modern light construction in bicycles it is reduced to a very small margin, being as low in instances as 1.23. Such being the ease, it cxui l>e understood readily why tile makers of standard high-grade machines maintain a rigid system of inspection. In fact, every well-appointed bicycle factory has a thoroughly equipjied testing department, in order that there may be no miscalculations or guesswork in the material entering the construction of their wheels.—Boston Transcript. FEEDING YOUNG PIGS. Bf*t Hatton la * Mixture of Oatmeal and Sweet Skim Milk. Few’ feeders believe in giving extra food to suckling pigs before they ar** four weeks old. The size of the litter, of course, requires earlier feeding when the clam is young or deficient in her milk secretion. The danger of indigestion in the youngsters w arrants one in being tardy in mixing milk with the natural ration. The first and best ration is a mixture of pure oatmeal (same as used on your ow n table) w ith sweet skimmilk, and it should lie cooked to suit your own taste and relish. Then thin the same with milk which has been heated and allow rd to cool. For three days or a week this mixture should be the only slop givtn the youngsters. Then, if expense is too great, the oatmeal can be replaced by wheat aborts or “middlings." If clear oatmeal is out of the question to begin with, the shorts may he substituted. lf the dam is grazing on good blue grass, or clover, the {aga may be given ground oats with the hulls, mixed with the shorts after the fifth week of their age, and a bit of corn meal for variety may be used. Coarse bran should be withheld until after the age of four months, if possible, except where a chronic, costive condition of the bowels exist*. While grazing the w caned pigs up to four months of age will do well on a slop made of equal part* of corn meal, oat* ground and shorts, given morning and evening. A few* grains, to each, of soaked shelled corn at noon time will do no harm, when they should also have sweet milk and wafer mixed, or clear waler, as suits convenience.—Farm, Field and Fireside. Harrowing in Clover Heed In Given as an Excellent Flan. The maintenance of pasture lands has become one of the important problems in connection with farm management. Our system of close grazing, followed by periods of prolonged drought inevitably leads to weakened vitality of grass plant*, resulting in deficient stand and reduced productiveness. One of the best plans of renovation, says the Massac huset to Plowman, is to harrow’ in some clover seed. From experiments at the Iowa station it appeared that clover seed disced into blue grass pasture at the rate of ten quarts per acre in-£crea.sed the yield 65 per cent., the equivalent of 1.300 pounds of cured hay per acre. Good, fine barnyard manure applied to blue grass pasture at the rate of 20 tons per acre increased the \ ield 74 j»er cent., equivalent to 1,700 pounds of cured hay per acre. The addition of 30 pounds of gras^ seed per acre, together with the discing and harrowing, increased the yield of grass 32.6 {>er cent. or the equivalent of h00 pounds of hay per acre. A top-dressing of liquid manure, 50*3 gallons to the acre, without grass or clover seed, increased the yield only 26.5 per c ent. The pasture used for the test was stated to be rather poor, shallow, gravelly soil, with a fairly g<xxl natural stand of grass. The results show that clover seed pave twice as much increase as gra-« seed, and more than twice as much as that produced by liquid manure. In the practice of treating pastures with clover seed and the disc, the work can In* very much reclined by applying the seed early while the ground is soft in order that a part of it may Ie* covered by the tramping of stock, and the dicing and harrowing should also be done at a time when the surface will to- most readily loosened. With many paMureg J the rocks prevent the use of the disc* machine. and in such case* conside rable can l*e accomplished with the old-style tooth-harrow. But a disk harrow should be used in the clear places. The Steamer Hustler. Jennings, Mont., June ll. — The steamer Rustler left today on her first trip of 125 miles north to the Fort Steele mining district. She is 140 tons burden, with ample accommodation for passengers, and is the third steamboat now operated on the upper Kootenai river between this point and the mines. The North Star mine has a contract to deliver 7,000 tons of ore this season to the Great Falls smelter. Four Great Northern cars were loaded yesterday and seven today. The East Kootenai mining country is exceedingly rich in placer and quartz, and the indications point to a large development this year. The river and harbor bill just passed by congress over the president's veto gives us$5,000 for the improvement of the river. This will remove several obstructions aad materially improve the channeL DRESSMAKERS * FIND THE ONLY ORIGINAL DESIGNS PUBLISHED In This Country —IX— Prospective Conte-tant—“The testator was a very ignorant man and drew the will himself.” Lawyer—“In that event I eau j offer you small encouragement.”— Detroit I Tribune. _ Three for rn Dollar! Three what? Three charmingly executed posters in colors, drawn bv W. W. Dens-low, Ethel Reed and Ray Brown, will be sent free of postage to any address on receipt of One Dollar. All who are afflicted with the “poster craze” will immediately 1 embrace this rare opportunity, as but a j limited number of the j»ost rs will be issued. The scarcity of a good thing enhances its value. Address Geo. H. Heaf-ford, General Passenger Agent of the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul Redway, Old | Colony Building, Chicago, 111. L!Art de Ll loth, And all Fie B’ovt Fella ole I n formot Loa ca the que con of fires*. Order of your N’< *<.-dealer or »er.d ti Cent* rut r*«.nTTmi* <*..»*«, ti *or tiie Number. Jut, for to < eau. THE M0RSE-BR0U3HT0H CO., 3 mast lDtli atroot, Bet. sib Ave. xnd Hroxdnay, NEW YORK. I Statures 1 t “Thet sav the jewelers are down on bicycles.” ‘ Yves, it has got so that a fellow who rides a wheel doesn’t care whether he owns a d.amend pin or not.”—Chicago Record. Fits stopped free and permanently cured. I No fits after first day’s use of Dr. Kin.e s I Great Nerve Res.orer. Free $2 trial bottle 6l treatise. Dr. Klixe,«33 Arch st. Phiia .La. J New Father—“Waats the baby crving for?” Mother—“Because I told bim he* looked Lite you.”—N. Y. Morning Journal. > Piso's Cure for Consumption has saved rn* many a doctor’s bid —s F. ii ahoy. Hopkins Piace, Ba*tiinure, Md., Dec. *2, lh. beauty Spots Are nowhere so prominent as in the East* The Lake Shore & Michigan Southern Railway will take you there without fatigue or annoyance. Visit Chautauqua, Niagara, the Adircndacks, Catskill-* Lake George, Thousand Islands, the Hudson cr Sea Shore resorts. An ideal vacation. Refreshing rest, with variety of choice enough to satisfy every one* Booklet, giving complete information as to routes, rates, etc^ FREE I C K. WILBER. Western P. A. CHICAGO PROSPEROUS HOMES. Infant Curiosity. A careful mother had impressed upon her little boy the necessity of ejecting the skins of grajies, and a few days afterwards she told him the story of Jonah and the whale. “The whale is a very* large monster,” said the mother, "and he swallowed Jonah.” “Did he swallow other men, too?” asked the little boy. “Well, I suppose he did,” continued the mother, who was somewhat in doubt; and while she was hesitating about the continuation of the story, the boy interrupted: “And. mamma, did he spit the skins out, too?”—Texas Sifter. Floor Had Been Polished. “Jane.” It was the voice of Mr. Billtonger, and iii its accents were both pain and anger. “Jane, it is three weeks since we moved. Haven't you swept the floors yet? I've stepped on another tuck.” From her post of vantage at the head of the stairs Mrs. Billtonger looked down in undisturbed calm. “The hall floor has just been polished,” she said. “Don’t step on it with that tack in your foot or you will scratch it.” Two day’s later it cost Mr. Billtonger$27 for repairing the damage he did to bis hall floor on that awful night.— Chicago Tribune. Little Cigar*. “Did yon see any tobacco-fields in the south, Willie?” “Yes; but they weren’t in bloom. Not even a cigarette had budded.”—' Harper’s Bazar. PIGPEN POINTERS. A mangy pig is an unprofitable animal. Never breed a sow that is not a go*xl milker. As a rule it does not pay to breed an animal w ith a bad disposition. Grease or oil when thoroughly applied will rid the hogs of lice. Hasty and careless feeding is often the cause of disease getting a start among the hogs. Some arrangement should be made in every feeding place for a supply of salt and ashes. A thriving pig should make a growth of a pound a day. The pig should tlicre-fore l>e ready for market when six months old. It is generally best to have the pigs a little hungry so that they will come to their feed with a good appetite, rather than to have them lazy anti Indifferent. Some skill is required to feed grain to hogs economically. Many men waste grain and money by overfeeding, defeating the very end that they try to accomplish. Variety i6 essential to the sow, and if she be loose with a big range of pasture and woodland she will find it. If confined you must furnish it if you expect the beat results. Hogs need a great deal of water, especially in hot weather or if they are eating corn. If they do not have it in abundance, aud pure in quality, then look out for disease among them.— Rural World. Best Mode of Tethering. This is the time of year when it is quite common to tether animals out to grass. A decided improvement upon the usual method of doing this is to attach to the halter a strap three or four feet long with a ring in the end. This ring is slipped over a wire, which is stretched across the grass plot and fastened down near the ground at both ends. A No. 9 wire is sufficient, and it should, of course, be stretched taut and well stobl»ed at each end. By this arrangement the animal can browse full length of the wire, without the danger always attending the use of the long rope—that of its winding and tangling around his feet.—G. W. Waters, in Journal of Agriculture. The Savina of Fertilisers. Do not let an ounce of fertility on the farm go to waste. Utilize every thing that has in it any elements that will enrich the soil, and take such care of your manures that the best part of them in not lost before they reach your fields. Every farm should have a compost heap, where all sorts of refuse from til* house, barn and yards can be thrown. A good many tons of the most Valuable fertilizers can be saved in this manner, fertilizers that now go you know not where.—Farm News. found on livery Farm Where Improve merit I* the Watchword. From ail sections of the country comes an cannet expression of a desire for improvement along all line* of effort. This desire is the logical result O' the improved condition of the fanners produced by their wise action last year in making their supplies at home. The home is the stoning {mint for sui-vancement and progress. Make the home self-sustaining and ito inmates comfortable and happy, and it is easi* r then to establish the community and country on a higher plane of prosperity. The essential thing is to get the home in a proliferous condition, aud no home can be prosperous unless tire owners live there—live in the true meaning of the word, aud not simply’ exist there. The farm is the farmer's world and the home the heart and center of that world. In conducting the farm ou sound business principles it is vitally important that provision must first lie Made for the sustenance of the family and live stock necessary' to conduct operations on the farm. With this as a **asis, decreasing exp* nditures, the n oney crop w*i?l be a surplus one. anc? the producer w ill be. to a certain extent, independent. The expression of a general desire for improvement is an omen of better times. It is prophetic of still greater improvement of the condition of the farmer, of the soil he cultivates, in hi sy stem of cultivation, and in the handling of the products of the farm. Let improvement to* the watchword.-— Southern Cultivator. Tiie truth is bound to leak out, but the trouble with some men is th;.: it leaks out all at once.—Philadelphia Record. A sallow -kin acquires a healthy rlear-cess by the use of G tan's Sulphur Hoap. Hill’s Hair and Wtusker Dye, VO cents. ABOUT BARN DOORS. Thotf Hung by Weight* Are the Best, foi Many fitNtaoa*. Where the structure of the barn—or, |)crhaps we should say. the position therein—will permit. the meet cot'* lenient door, the one least in the w ay, is a door hung by weights, to abp up and down, instead of swinging buck on hinge s, or sliding sideway*on guides or rollers. I his styli* is especially desirable for partition doors, as weight.    it occupies so little room. and    never comes in the way. The only practical difficulty in its construction is that of getting the weights adjusted to the weight of the door. I ut this may easily* lie obviated. Have the weight cast somewhere about half the average weight of the doors (a little less rather than more), and insisi on having them slightly smaller at the upper end, as metal cap. shown in the accompanying cut; and on this smaller upper end get your tinner to fit a loose cap made of galvanized iron, say six inches deep. Flit any heavy article that may come handy, as sand. Phot, etc., into this cap. in quantity sufficient to just balance the door. and you will have an arrangement that works like a charm.—G.W. Waters, in St. Louis Journal of Agriculture.    « Sunflower Seed for Poultry. There is not much of a boom at present for growing sunflowers, but the time will come when they will be largely grown here, as they are in Russia. t<> press into oil. Even now r. few should he planted every year to grow for ]>oul-try during winter. They are excellent for moulting fowls, because of the o ! they contain, but when fowls arc net moulting the sunflower seed should to? fed sparingly, so as not to fatten them. They arc better feed for laying fowls than is corn.—Rural World. Pore Stock the Most Profitable. In England, where pure-bred cattle and sheep are raised in order to provide tb¥ markets with choice meat, and where the cattle industry has been a prominent feature in farming for over two centuries, high prices are still paid for very choice sires. The English fanner does not consider the cost of ars animal so much as he does the ultimate results of its use and the improvement of his stock. The scrub animal is rarely seen on an English farm. The stock is pure breeds or choice grades. Patience—cf whose soft graces I have ber sovereign iud, and rest n 3 self coliuria — Shakespeare. Ball's Catarrh Cure Is a Constitute cal Cure. Price 73c. The coolness is re fr~s -ting; the roots and herbs invigor-ating ; the two together animating. Yon get the right comb in a t io n in HIRES Rootbcer. '* eon* ht TS* Oatk* T    nu'tZcTpAia. A Cc. pac;.#* o.**c*it srows... iS-C et try wtjett. A. X. K.—G. 1609. WHEX WRITING TO a DVK BTI* FR* pifiiM* ■tot* that you saw the advertise* ■lent ic this paper. I I tim I rn I me Pill Clothes. The good pill has a good coat. The pill coat serves two purposes; it protects the pill, enabling it to retain all its remedial value, and it disguises the taste for the palate. Some pill coats are too heavy; they will not dissolve in the stomach, and the pills they cover pass through the system as harmless as a bread pellet. Other coats are too light, and permit the speedy deterioration of the pill. After 30 years exposure, Ayer’s Sugar Coated Pills have been found as effective as if just fresh from the laboratory. It’s a good phi with a good coat. Ask your druggist for Ayer’s Cathartic Pills. More pill particulars in Aver’* Caretook, inc pages. Seat free. J. C. Ayer Co., Lowell, Mess. % rn VU ISP KW re<\ aiOL'll 'K&P rn if £ £ JI £ £ JI £ £ it it it £ it it it it it •• it it it it t JI c « ¥ ¥ •• ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ £ Always at the front and wherever ¥ I “BATTLE AX” goes it is the * “The North Pole made use of at last.” Batting PLUS w a * biggest thing in sight. It is as re ¥ ¥ S markable for its fine flavor and quality ^ £ as for its low price. A 5 cent piece X J of u BATTLE AXft is almost as ¥ ^ large as a IO cent piece of any other ¥ I equally good tobacco. I¥ ¥ NEARLY 2,000,000 AGRES Of Government Lands Now Open to Settlement IN NORTHERN ARKANSAS — Th** »re fertile, wall-watered. be**tly-ttm bared, Md produce grain*, graaae*. fruit* aud * •getable* hi ilim dance. North Ariton*** apple* ar* rote* The el im ate Is delightful, winter* mild and short. These land* ne# •ub)ect to homestead entry of 1(0 acre* each. Now ie the time to h«t a home. For farther information ne to character of inode, moaner of enuring them. in what counties lee ated. with maps of the district, ad ar es* E. V. M. FOWELL, Int niter at ion Agent, Harrison, Ark. IVInctOM One Dollar. Remit by Money Order or Registered Letter. BTlUfwi» Bosk of Hor ii son Md Doom Coital# Bonk, iUrrteoa, Arx.

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