re 9i,ult;N.MHnt ior ms snare 01 uie pronu it. ion the famous hymn book.Th« ;aenedn*arI•xrt,■d Iut*•*Wales has adopted the American 1 pUii of sending agricultural missionary trains throughout the principality. !teaching the farmers the best meth ;ods of raising poultry. Great fain has resulted.There are 27.119.lt;HK sheep In * Great Britain to its 88,000 square miles New York State has 1,131.000n to its a j show#le!1.1 truels ie49.000 square miles.how short Americanla their unflersuinding\altie of aheep raising.• • •Benzol freezes at a somewhatwhich farmers of thehigh.Ner temperature than does gasoline, hut the addition of a small quantityof tolu oil lt;a kindred coal-tar byproduct ) is said to make a winter benzol with which there Is no difflcul. ty so far as freezing is concernedFORTY-NINE YEARS AGOItIA Brief Campaion in Cold. Frost andSnow.Once upon a time, as the fairy books say, there was a very able general named Wright commanding a corps of the Army of the Potomac on the ltnea below Petersburg. Ya But Just why so competent a military leader as Gen. Wright should move out from his comfortable shack« near Hatcher’s Hun and make trouble for his men as well a** the Johnny Robs just across the street, so to speak, in the midst of a blinding snow storm, o- past finding i ,;a out, but he did It. and from the 7th to the 12th of I)elt;ember. ls*‘4. then* was ^ a campaign of discomfort and suffer-n lug that exc.-edod authing in the ex peri«*nce of tin* two great armies dur1. — « I ' tityour fresh creep.)A Briak Fight.On the lotli of December the Confederates turned Wright’s left fl^nk, and we found he had artillery. We had left ours along the roadside, and felt the effective pow er of Wright’s guns. A fragment of a bursting shell I struck me on the left forearm and disabled me. and believe me, I was not sorry. Wright was on the retreat, and the Weldon road for the time beiug was safe. Gen. Sorrell kindly furnish ed me an ambulance and I did not have to walk back to the lines. This Occurred fortv-nie years ago today, and I look upon it, all tilings con sidered. as my worst five days’ exper ience of the war.T. F. McCardell.— inFtIncthe Civil War Thought It anrTrlawl*hGoed Time,Gen Wiiglit evidt*uil thought that if le * oulti k*im the IN'etUon raliromdai nil he could »:et I her. In tile midst4 title af.till M f I,,tvV. J Ul