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EEFLECTOR FUBLISHINd COMPANY.
MY FORMER SELF.
I know thee not, my youthful friend!
And yet I think that I can trace,
As wistfully I gaze and bend.
Something familiar in thy face
Methinks I've seen thy ruddy cheek.
Thy brow ttnwrinkled. fair and high.
Thy pleasant smile that seems to speak.
Thy dark brown hair thy sparkling eye !
When did I know thee Thou art fair
And I am frail and full of woe.
My aching brow is seamed with care
'Twas surely in the long ao !
How changed ami: whilo thou 'rt the same
As when I knew thee fresh and young;
Love in thine eyes, a living flame.
And tuneful witcheries on thy tongue!
Thy heart was strong, thy step was light,
Ambition frolicked In thy brain.
And dared to dream of dizzier height
Than mortal effort could attain.
Thy fancies wandered unconQncd,
Wild as the storms on mountain crest,
And free as gentlest summer wind
That wantons on the ocean's breast,
Time seemed before thine eager eyes
To stretch inimitably long;
Tor toll, for pleasure, for emprize.
For conflict of the right with wrong.
Such fate as failure never loomed
On thy horizon's distant scope.
And all things possible assumed
The living form of Love and Hope.
All this thou wert, and more than this!
Vhen we were comrades stanch and true,
And never dreamed that present bliss
Could change its texture or ita hue;
Never, oh t.cver, dreamed that years
Could put disunion 'twixt us twain.
And teach rcc amid groans and tears.
That thou and had lived in vain !
Time has rolled on, and thou art left
A dream a thought and nothing more;
Of all thy formsr force bereft,
A broken billow on the shore!
"While I. or what in days long past,
IVas like to thee in face and form,
Float like a leaf upon the blast
Of Death's inevitable storm.
Vain are regrets! All blooms decay,
That fruits may follow in their stead;
And fruits must perish in their day.
That seeds may live when fruits are dead.
Our seed-time may be here on Karth,
Our Harvest is in Heaven above v
A second and immortal birth
In God's Eternity of Love.
Cfiarle Macka'j. in Youth' Companion.
A 3LIKE-BELTEVE STORY.
A Clever "Woman's Ruse with a
George Dunlnp wns hurrying through the
raiiroud station at Springfield to catch the
train for Montreal. He was a littlo late,
and tbc knowledge of this fact so heightened
the susceptibility of his nerves that, when a
tall woman with her arms full of parcels
fell heavily apainst him, dropping her par
cels, some of which burst and scattered
their contents in every direction, only the
sense of the politeness due to her sex kept
him from using an ejaculation that would
at least have expressed great impatience.
She aad clutched him nervously as she
slipped and he supported her a moment
while ho inquired if she was hurt.
"I don't know," sheaid, panting, "1
turned my ankle I feel terribly jarred."
When she recovered herself sufficiently to
stand without bis help, he could do no less
than to offer to gather up her parcels, and
ho had the satisfaction of feeling that ho
was doing his duty, and seeing his train
steam out of the station at one and thesamo
"Well, as I have lost my train " he be
gan, as ho stood holding some of her bundles
in his arms.
"Was that your train?" she exclaimed,
still visibly agitated. "It was mine, too, I
think I am not sure I am a stranger, I
want to go to Hartford."
"This was not your train then," ho an
swered; "yours starts from the other side."
"I was late. I had no time to get a ticket
What time does the next train go to Hart
ford!" she murmured, brokenly, lifting ap
pealing eyes to his.
"I will lind out for you," ho said, feeling
quite compassionate toward her, though
she was neither young nor pretty, and there
fore had no legitimato claim to a stranger's
He conducted her to the waiting room
and presently returned from the ticketoffico
with the information that she would have
to wait over three hours until after dark
in fact, for the train.
"Three hours alone!" she exclaimed, with
an unconscious naive stress on the "alone"
that Mr. Dunlap found very interesting.
"I, too, must, wait until evening for my
train," ho said smiling, "and as it rains so
that wo shall have to stay in the depot, if
you will jHjrmit me to sit here, I will do my
self the pleasure of waiting with j-ou for a
timo at least."
"You aro very kind," she answered sim
ply, moving somo of her bundles so that ho
could sit closer to her than ho had perhaps
at lirst intended, "and that, too, after my
awkwardness made you miss your train.
"You heap coals of iiro which ought not to
bo the less hot because they aro getting
rather trite chestnut coals in fact, if you
will pardon the expression upon my head."
Mr. Dunlap had already made up his mind
that she was neither young nor prettv: he
now, as she looked at him with a bright
audacious smile, revised his opinion to the
extent of addingthat she looked interesting.
She was tall, slender and very thin; with
sharp, old J features, but her eyes, ho de
cided, were her strong point, they were so
changeful in expression and exhibited the
different phases of her emotions with such
an intensity, such a singleness of purpose
from the appealing gazo of a frightened,
helpless child, to tho humorous quizzica,
glanco she had thus given him.
"Will the delay incommode you very
much!" she added, seriously.
"I did think it was quite necessary for me
to be one of the passengers on that particu
lar train, but now I am not sure. I think I
shall be happier here."
"I hope you will forgive me," she said,
gravely, ignoring tho implication of the last
"I most certainly shall if you continue to
be as agreeable as you havo already been,"
he said, with a boldness which oven some
ordinarily polite men will use toward a
woman they meet under unconventional cir
cumstances. She colored deeply, and he felt that ho
had risked losing her society by his last re
mark. For a moment she looked very grave
and nervously fumbled with tho leaves of a
book she held in her hand. Then she seemed
to him to swallow her annoyance and take a
sudden resolution. It was as if she said to
herself: "Lifo is too short and tho periods
spent in waiting for trains too long to waste
the ono and prolong the other by servile
deference to useless conventionalities."
"I hate waiting in railroad stations," she
Mr. Dunlap lived back among tho Berk
shire hills where the only communication
"with tho outsido world was by means of a
rickety, rumbling, clattering old stage which
connected his town with the nearest rail
He was a country farmer of very moderate
moans, but for all that, he had read, ho had
observed, ho never doubted but that ho was
much more a man of the world than others
who had had much better advantages for
"becoming so. The very bulk of his conver
sation was earned on in tho common ver
nacular, but he felt that he could be courtly
and ceremonious to tho last degree. When
he read a sentence that seemed to him to
"bo the thing iD tho way of polite repartee or
Gallant address, ho reread it until he had
made it hi3 own. That sort ol thing was
doubly effective, ne thought, from a man
who commonly used the old-fashioned Yan
kee dialect. It gave him tho effect of being
conversant with several languages.
'I have sometimes found it rather dull
waiting here, but to-day I quite reckon on
it," he replied, with his most polished man
ner." "Did you ever try to make tho time pass
away by imagining the pursuits and destina
tions of the various persons you see around
youl" he added.
"25b," she added, quickly. She still seemed
nervous from her shock. I should think it
would be very interesting. Let's begin
3Ir. Dunlap looked helplessly around the
Their few fellow travelers seemed of a
hopelessly neutral, non-committal cast of
"Nobody here looks ez ef they'd ever done
any thing of much account an' couldn't ef
they set out to," he said, after a pause. "I
tell you what less do," he added, brighten
ing, "less put ourselves inter a story. To
begin with, wo met by chance, the usual
way, an' while settin' here I take an awful
shine to you. What d' yer say?" and he
nudged her in what he considered a jocose
but not indelicate manner.
She had looked at him sharply as he
dropped into his ordinary habit of speaking,
and then apparently made up her mind that
he was acting some part.
"Don' t you think that the beginning would
lack originality just a trifle?" she suggested.
"There aro so many stories that begin just
that way. Now, perhaps, if I fell in love
with you it would be less obvious."
Mr. Dunlap had an idea that she was
laughing at him.
"Such things ez that hcz ben known to
happen," he said rather sulkily.
"Q, certainly!" she assented. "I havo
heard of such instances, but we must im
agine some rather unusual causes and cir
cumstances for instance, suppose that I am
"Be you?" he asked abruptly; "I took you
for a single woman."
"This is a make-believe story," sho an
swered with a bright, mischievous smile.
"It's gittin' rather common tor married
women to fall in love with other men, now-a-days,"
he observed, rather revengefully.
"I accept your objection," she said; "but
of course there must be 'attenuating cir
cumstances,' as somo one says. My hus
band, for instance," she added, with a far
away, inscrutable look, "we'll suppose, for
sake of argument, is cross brutal to mo.
He strikes me on the slightest provocation."
"Git out," murmured Mr. Dunlap, with
"He takes delight in thwarting all my
wishes, ho makes my life wretched. I meet
you you are kind and don't swear at me
when I tumble against you, and you pick
up my bundles, which is something so for
eign to all my experience that I fall in love
with you at once. But of course I don't
know it, people are not apt to know those
things in stories sol don't dream of it.
Then by a scries of coincidences which
couldn't happen anywhere except in stories
we'll fillin the details afterwe'vosketched
out the plot wo met accidentally several
times, and all the time out of deference to
the opinions and prejudices of the reader I
still don't suspect the state of my feelings,
and you of course are equally in the dark.
"Well, now, about that time, something
must happen to reveal to us as by aliehtning
stroke that wo love one another, for by this
time you, moved by the spectacle of, not
beauty in distress, but by more distressing
exhibition of ugliness suffering a trifle more
than her just deserts, are feeling that pity
that is said to be akin to a commoner sen
timent. "Now we must fid some situations that
will reveal all this to us without shocking
the delicacy of tho most rigidly conven
tional reader, who must be mado to see and
admit that wo couldn't have dono differ
ently. "Lot mo see, the presence ol death gen
erally comes in to countenanco people in
"We might be drowning," suggested Mr.
Dunlap. "You fall in, I rush to save you,
you know, an' jist ez we was sinkin' for tho
last time, while every thing in our past lives
was a coinin' up before us, wo both re
member the timo when I rescued your
bundles and then it comes to us both that
we love each other. Folks couldn't find no
fault with that, couldn't they?"
"Well, no," said the lady, thoughtfully,
"I don't think tho most rigid moralist could
object to two people finding out that they
love one another when they are sinking for
the last time with their lungs full of water,
and theproverbial straw of thedrowning man
is slipping from their nerveless grasp. But
what I object to is that it make3 the story
too short. I haven't suffered enough yet to
satisfy the practiced reader. We must be
brought near enough to the verge of this
world so that we feel ourselves beyond the
reach of ordinary regulations and still
be left with articulation enough to reveal
our innoxious love. Then there must bo a
rescue and resuscitation for tho purposo of
overwhelming us with shame, contrition
"Somebody can come along and pull us
out of the water," suggested Mr. Dunlap,
who felt that he was not contributing his
share to tho story, "and bring us to by roll
ing us on barrels."
"Rolling on barrels may be the scientific
method of resuscitation, but science is no
toriously unavailable for poetic purposes.
Besides," she continued, with extreme
gravity, "it seems to me that two woll
meaning persons like ourselves are going to
suffer sufficiently from our consciences
without tho additional anguish of being
rolled onbarrels. Let us be 'just before we
are generous,' even in punishments. Now,
I think, as our acquaintance began in a rail
way station, we might preservo tho unities
by mixing up the railroad with our affairs
whenever wo can. A railroad accident at
this point is necessary to the evolution of
tho story. Can you arrange ono that will
be about what we require J"
The lady had been talking so rapidly that
Mr. Dunlap had followed her in rather a
gasping condition. This woiJid never do in
a man who prided himself on hi3 conversa
tional ability, and ho dashed boldly into the
"The train must bo derailed and thrown
down a steep embankment. "We are caught
together under tho seats and debris. (Mr.
Dunlap rhymed this word with remiss), and
to add to the horrors of the situation the
car takes firo from the overturned stove,
and there wa are 1 I clasp you in my arms
and say 'I would save you if I could, darling,
but as I can't wo will die together;' " and ho
paused for breath, convinced that ho had
established his reputation as a man who
could say "pretty things as well as the next
ono when he took a notion to."
"That's it exactly," replied his compan
ion. "I murmur some appropriate reply,
and just as the fire is getting so uncomfort
ably hot we hardly know where we are,
some one breaks in the window and rescues
us. I am so mortified at my ill-timed con
fession I don't know what to do, and you
say that as we can never forget our declara
tions, suppose that wo go to Europe to
gether. Now there's a strong situation. A
horribly brutal husband in tho background
and love and Europe urged upon my ac
ceptance Europe, that I have always pas
sionately longed to see and tho man I love
to go witn me ah "
She drew a long breath and nor keen,
restless eyos grew soft with a look of inex
pressible gentleness; her odd, anxious feat
ures wore an expression of infinito yearn
ing and tenderness.
Though not vainer than the generality of
men, Mr. Dunlap felt that perhaps this story
was not wholly a make-believe as far as h it
love for him was concerned. It was barely
possible that she had fallen In love with
him at first sight and was making up this
story to test his feelings. He was strangely
moved and murmured: "And we goto Eu
rope and aro happy forever after."
"No, indeed," "she exclaimed, "that would
never do. Have you forgotten the scandal
ized reader at this point! No. I refuse
sadly but steadfastly, and turning away
with a look of stern resolution and enun
ciation I part from you forever, and go to
look after my fellow-travelers who aro les3
mortally wounded than myself. JThe bored
reader lays down the book and says with a
yawn that the story didn't como out well.
The husband ought to have died."
The short rainy afternoon had drawn to a
close, and the lamps about the station were
"Well, I have had a pleasant afternoon
but I suppose it's most time for us to part,"
said Mr. Dunlap.
"Yes," she answered, sadly.
The sparkle had all died out of her face
and tones ; she looked worn, discouraged and
woe-begone. Her companion was more and
more convinced that her story was founded
on her love for him and the fact of an inhu
man husband. He was filled with pity, but
could think of nothing to say.
"It'll be rather dismal going to Montreal
in the dark," he said, after a pause "I had
counted on seeing something of the country-"
"Why not wait till to-morrow or next
day?" she asked, with suppressed eagerness.
"O, I must go," he answered, vaguely.
She looked down at tho floor for somo
time with a look of inexpressible sadness.
She seemed trying to make a difllcult resolu
tion. At last she looked up with a strange,
inscrutable expression, and said in a low,
"Please don't go for a day cr two. I want
to see you again. I can't bear to think that
after this pleasant afternoon we must part,
never to meet again. Can't you stay in
Springfield until day after to-morrow, and
meet me again here, in the afternoon?"
Mr. Dunlap hesitated. Hia companion
was pale and trembling.
"What'll your husband aayl" re asked,
after a pause.
"My husband," she exclaimed, in a star
tled manner, as if shehad forgotten his very
existence. "O. it's about that and other
things that I wish you to advise me," she
went on with terrible earnestness, "I am in
a great deal of trouble. I want to tell you
about it. You look kind, you can help me
if you only will."
Mr. Dunlap knew perfectly well that it
was very imprudent ;to make an appoint
ment with an entire stranger, but as ho was
equally sorry for her, and sure of his own
ability to take care of himself, ho gave the
required promise. A look of inexpressible
relief came over her face and her eyes filled
She thanked him fervently, begged him
not to trouble himself to see her to the
train, and after a warm pressure of his hand
Mr. Dunlap's pity for her did not prevent
him from the disloyalty to her memory of
searching his pockets to see if any of his
valuables wero missing. Finding them all
intact he went to a hotel to await tho ap
When the designated time arrived, Mr.
Dunlap, though he had thought constantly
of tho fair unknown in the interval and had
mixed up the thoughts of her with his con
scientious study of the city so that about all
the view ho had been able to see from the
Armory tower was the vision of a bright
eyed woman making violent love to himself,
and had studied tho architecture of the
public library with the question : "Is it ever
justifiable to get a divorce for intolerable
cruelty?" uppermost in his mind, was still
unable to arrive at any definite answer to
Ho strolled aimlessly up and down the
platform, now and then stopping to peei
furtively into the waiting-rooms.
"I will tell her," he finally decided "that
this is very sudden, but that after long and
careful deliberation, I have decided that
though I appreciate her kindness and the
confidence sho has reposed in me, I havt
conscientious scruples against marrying z
divorced woman, but that I will be a brothei
There had been no definite time set foi
the meeting, and Mr. Dunlap began to grow
impatient Suppose that sho had decided
on renunciation instead of leaving that
agreeable duty to him! Ho acknowledged
that if she had come to a realizing son so o
her forwardness in making an appointment
with a perfect stranger, it was perfectlj
right and extremely proper, but it was verj
tiresome and stupid wandering about i
smoky old railroad station, waiting for t
person who had not a sufficient sense ol
moral obligation to keep her engagements
He was rapidly growing ill-humored wher
ho mot Fred Richmond, an acquaintance o!
his who was beginning to do quite a littlt
in detective work. Richmond accosted hiir
jovially, and. turning around, walked alonj
with him. Dunlap was rather impatient at
tho interruption. He thought Richmond
would bo a much more pleasant companior
if ho bad not been so exclusively enthusiast
ic on the subject of detective work, so in
clined to manifest a hardiness toward anj
thing that was not closely connected with
"You havo no sympathies with any thing
but sleuth-hound instincts," he had told him
once, and Richmond had laughed and said
that in order to bo successful one "must
whoop on his own side."
"That was a fine piece of work capturing
Williams, the abscondins bank cashier," he
began at once, as they walked along together.
"I saw something of it iu tho papers, I be
lieve," Mr. Dunlap responded indifferently.
"I think sometimes that you think the
whole business of mankind is to detect or bo
Richmond laughed. "Well, I confess it
does look so sometimes from my point of
view," he said. "People are concerned in
these things more than they always know.
Do you know yet how closely you were
mixed up in Williams' capture?"
"Me mixed up!" said Mr. Dunlap, staring.
"Ye3, you," returned the other; "it's too
good to keep now it's all over with. Anna
Brown, the girl I saw talking with you the
day before yesterday, must have caught on
the fact that soma one was lying for Will
iams, fori saw her loitering round here for
an hour or two before the train for Mon
treal stated Sho didn't seo me watching
her, mind you, but sho was studying time
tables and looking this way and that, and I
made up my mind she had some scheme for
hindering tho process of law. She just
worshiped Williams, and she's just that
kind of a woman that would go through firo
and water for tho man sho loved."
"Isn't she married, you say?"
"No, never was. He never cared so much
for her. but he made her think so, l3uppose.
He was the cashier in a big bank and sho a
poor girl who worked here in a button shop,
though she had a good education and is
smart as steeL Well, ho must have con
fided his trouble to her so's she could help
him, and a mean trick it was, too, for he had
it all planned out to meet another woman in
Canada and they were to bo married and go
to Europe. Probably he made Anna think
he was going to marry her and take her to
Europe. She doesn't know any thing about
the other one. Well, I saw her sauntering
around here day before yesterday, and I
made up my mind she meant to help him
get off. I had put a detective on every train
that went out that day, but I thought that
that was the one ho would take Just as I
was passing her I said to a fellow that was
with me, just as if I didn't know she could
hear, "that's the most famous detective in
the country, and pointed to you. She didn't
seem to notice, but I watched her and
saw her stop you and aiakoyou lose your
train as cleverly as could be. Sho probably
thought that it hadn't got out much and
that if she could detain you a day he'd get
off. But, bless yon. the fellow I put on the
train hooked on to Williams before they got
out of the State. She's smart, and when I
saw her talking to you 1 mado up my mind
that you wouldn't get away that day. She's
nuite equal to making love to you or any
other man to keep you away from her
lover. O, you needn't look so mad! I'm
not going to ask you about it I'll bet
if sho did no one could tell it from the gen
uine article The joke of it is that she's so
proud she'd rather have died than done it if
it hadn't been for him. It'll be rather rough
on her when she finds out about the othci
woman." Ethtl Gorman Clarke in Hartford
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
Some Lively Excerpts From a Wldo-Awake
Advice Gratis. We have a word or
two of advice to those people who are
canvassing the town for subscriptions
to build a church. Get your congre
gation before you get your building.
We've taken the town directory and
gone slap through it from cover to
cover, and we haven't lighted on the
name of one single individual who has
got religion enough to drive a mule
We refused to chip in for a church,
but will contribute ten dollars to get
Lampas Jake, the revivalist, down
here. We want him to come here and
tell the people that they are the mean
est, wickedest, low-down, shack-nasty
lot of heathens in America, and that
not one of them stands any more show
of getting to Heavon than a jack-rabbit
does of outrunning chain lightning. If
Jake can knock any of the dirt off and
get down to the cuticle and scare thun
der out of enough citizens to hold a
prayer meeting, we'll go in for a church
building with a whoop.
SpciETV Notes. Mayor Jim Gibbons
and. wife, of Jerusalem Hill, are va
cating in tho mountains. These are
the only two inhabitants who aro able
to take an outing this summer, and
they couldn't have gone if they hadn't
dodged a dozen creditors and borrowed
seven dollars of us. We'll bet four to
one they beat their board bill when
they get ready to return.
'To the Tka.de. The Kicker would
bo willing to take a column adver
tisement from some Eastern drug
house in exchange for one hundred
pounds of insect powder and one
hundred blow-guns. There seems
to be a nervousness on the part of
our people against oasking our local
druggists for the stuff, but there would
be no hesitation in calling at this office.
As the publisher of a family newspaper
we seem to beget confidence. Please
leave your orders at an early date.
Go Hence! The lop-eared monstros
ity who claims to edit the Prairie Star
has been so jealous of the phenomenal
success of the Kicker that he hasn't en
joyed his whisky for the last three
months. In his last issue he claims
that our circulation does not reach 150,
and that we aro carrying sixteen col
umns of dead ads. We hereby publish
our affidavit that our circulation is 153
copies weekly, and constantly growing,
and as for dead ads, that's our business.
We have discovered that tho people of
this town can extract more comfort
out of a patent medicine ad than from
a two-column sketch by Trollope, and
it is our businoss to please the masses.
A Reminder. Our birthday occurs
next week Friday that being our thir
ty-fifth and any little reminder sent
in by the public will bo warmly appre
ciated. Wo stand in need of shirts,
socks, necktie3, collars, etc., and it has
been suggested that the ladies organize
and contribute to a generous outfit.
Some of our friends declare that, in
view of what the Kicker has done for
this locality, a purse of $100 should be
presented to us by the men. We should
be thankful, of course, and more thank
ful, if it was mado 150. An editor
should bo modest, however, and we
simply throw out those few suggestions
without any thought of being personal.
P. S. We wear a No. 15 collar and
the shirts should be full in the back.
More Wind. Prof. Rose, who hit
this town last spring to get up a class
in music, and who has been here on his
uppers ever since, doesn't like our way
of dealing with him. Because wo sug
gested last week that he quit dead
beating and pick up the pick or shovel,
ho is around town calling us a fugitive
from justice, and asking why the police
don't do something.
Gently, Professor. When we left
Xenia, O., tho sheriff patted us on tho
back and lent us half a dollar. We are
the only man in this town who doesn't
turn pale when tho stage comes in, and
the only one who doesn't break for
the sage brush when it is announced
that the United States Marshal is here.
We ain't rich or pretty, but we are
good, and the Profes-jor is barking up
the wrong tree. We don't bear him
any ill-will, but tho Professor must re
tract his statements about us or we'll
drop a line to Pinkerton asking if Yaller
Jim, alias Prof. Rose, isn't wanted
somewhere. Detroit Free Press.
English Newspaper Salaries.
The London correspondent of tho
Irish Times professes to have ascer
tained the salaries paid by the Times
to its foreign correspondents: M. do
Blomitz, the Paris correspondent of the
Times, is paid 80,000 francs, or 3,200
per annum; Mr. Lowe, at Berlin has
2,500; the Vienna correspondeut an
equal salary; the correspondent at
Rome 2,000, with rent of residence; Mr.
Simpson, at St Petersbug, the same.
Even the lesser correspondentswho
do not wire perhaps a dozen or a half
dozen columns in tho course of a twelve
month, are paid on scales varying from
1,000 to Senor Diaz at Madrid, down
to 500 to Herr Julius Lax a namo
which will be familiar to many in Dub
lin and more in Cork who represents
the Times in Brussels, and so on to the
minimum of 250 paid Mr. Heinrich at
Christiania, This seems small, but
seeing that the correspondence wired
or written to Printing House Square
occurred only fifteen times throughout
1887 ho was fairly well paid for his
labors at the rate of nearly 17 per
message. The correspondence budget
of the London Times in salaries alono
is nearly 30,000 a year (150,000.)
Pall Mall Gazelle.
A Common Rule Reversed.
"My calling," said the letter-carrier,
"differs materially from all others."
"In what way?" asked his friend.
"Most people get their walking
papers when they are discharged,
"Well, I got mine, when I was ap
pointed." Chicago Tribune.
At- the police court: the Juder
questioning a witness "Your name?"
"Josephus Horther." "Your age?T
"Forty-three." "Your profession?'
"Dramatic author." "That is not s
profession; it is a disease." Truth.
FARM AND FIRESIDE.
Before manures can produco their
full and profitable effect upon the soil,
tne land-must be made -dry by-drain-age
or other means.
The foolish farmer plants his crops
by zodiacal signs; the wise farmer
plants his when the weather is suitable
and the ground is in good condition.
A horseman of experience says that
the use of lard between the hair and
tho hoof is an excellent remedy for
quarter cracks or other imperfections
in the hoof.
As a rule those crops pay best that
require the most care and attention.
The brains and the labor aro what sell
in the markets in the shape of the crop.
A piece of pumice stone as large
as one's fist soaked in coal oil and
wired to a pole makes a good torch for
burning insect webs out of fruit trees.
A piece of soft brick may be used if
pumice stone is not at hand.
Egg Cakes: Three well-beaten
eggs poured over one pint of fre3h
bread crumbs. Season with pepper
and salt. Mix well but do not mash
the bread; drop carefully in spoonfuls
in hot lard and fry.
If the currant bushes have failed
to bear well, trim up well and then
stir the soil well around them and ap
ply a good dressing of manure. By
securing a strong vigorous growth of a
few good sprouts, a fair supply of fruit
may be secured. Western Plowman.
An Arab rule for selecting a good
horse is to measure him from the tip of
the nose to the top of the withers, and
from the latter point to the root of the
tail. The longer the first measurement
is in proportion to the latter the better
It is safe to say that thousands of
horses die annually, literally burnt out
with too much of a grain diet, and too
little of a cooling one. It may confi
dently be asserted that if more turnips,
cabbage, potatoes and beets were fed
them with their grain, they would last
longer and be freer from disease. And
the same rule applies to all animals fed
on grain. American Farmer.
The cutting-box save3 waste of
food. All food should be cut, which
better enables the farmer to mix it with
ground grain, and thereby rendering it
more palatable. All provender fed in
this uncut condition is subject to loss.
Much of it is thrown on the floor and
trampled, while portions will bo un
eaten. The saving of food will moro
than pay for the labor of cutting it.
Stewed Mushrooms : Put into a
stew-pan a quart of cleaned mush
rooms, 2 tablespoonfuls of butter, 1 ta
blespoonful of salt, one-third of a tea
spoonful of pepper and 1 tablespoonful
of flour mixed with half a cupful of
cold water. Cover the stewpan and
boil gently for five minutes, stirring
frequently. Servo very hot. Some
think the dish will bo improved if they
add a teaspoonful of lemon juice just
before removing the mushrooms from
the fire. Stock may be used in place
of the half cupful of water and will
produce a better flavor.
A Tea Dish : Peel and slice tart
cooking apples, and stew with the
smallest amount of water possible, to
keep from burning. Put through a
collander, sweeten, and flavor with
lemon. Put in the center of a glass
dish when cold. Make a boiled cus
tard of a pint of milk, yelks of four
eggs and white of one; sugar to sweeten
and lemon flavoring. When cold pour
over the apple. The whites of eggs
beat to a stiff froth, add a tablespoon
ful of powdered sugar and pile roughly
over tho top of tho custard. Serve as
soon as possible. Rural New Yorker.
PLAN OF A SILO.
One That Is Cheap and Can Be Used for a
Variety of Other Purposes.
It is palpably truo that if silage is a
useful and practicable process for pre
serving succulent fodder there is no
use for root crops, except as they may
be grown as catch crops or to fill a
vacancy. Catch crops, as a rule, are
objectionable, for tho reason that as
much is lost in the main crop as is
gained in these. And if tho crops are
grown merely to utilize a piece of land
that is not in use lor other crops dur
ing a short interval, we can grow corn
as easily and as quickly as we can
grow roots. The good culture and
manuring given to roots, and for which
root crops are so highly esteemed,
may be quite as well applied to the
corn with equal benefit and profit. So
that the whole question hinges upon
the value of the silo for preserving
green crops. It is now a season when
a test of this may be made. A small
silo ten by twelve and sixteen feet high
may be constructed for the purpose,
and if it is afterward abandoned for
this use it will make an excellent ice
house or a most useful stable, or what
is wanted on every farm, a separate
place for calving cows or sick animals,
or a visitor's horse or many other
valuable use3. Tho silo may be filled
with the second cutting of clover,
which never makes good hay.
A silo, constructed by the writer for
this purpose, is of the size mentioned,
and made as follows: Sills, six by eight
inches, are laid down and tied by two
flat girts of the same size, dovetailed
into tho sills four feet apart from cen
ters to divide the floor into three and
four feet spaces. Studs, two by eight,
are morticed into the sills in this way:
And to strengthen these studs against
the pressure from the inside a piece of
plank is spiked across the foot in tho
manner shown. This prevents the
studs from splitting and being forced
outward, as the contents of the silo
settle down. A double floor of oak
boards twelve inches wide, with joints
broken, is laid across the four sills, and
a thick coating of pine tar is laid be
tween the floors; the upper one being
bedded into the tar, which thus fills the
joints. This gives a most excellent air
tight floor, which is fit for any purpose.
The inne? wall, the only one at present,
is made of common boards doubled, and
with roofing felt between them. The
plates are tied by two by eight pieces
spiked on the top, upon which a tem
porary staging may be laid at any time
for the fodder cutter. .. T. Tillies.
The ABILENE IMPROVEMENT CO. offers
$100,000 IN BONUSES
to reliable manufactiiring concerns who will
locate in Abilene. Abilene is the largest as
well as the most prosperous city in Centra?
Kansas. It will soon have
THREE NEW TRIE LINES OF RAILROADS,
making FOUR lines, which will insure tuni
equaled shipping facilities.
MM IMPROVEMENT CO
THE ABILENE NATIONAL BANK
CAPITAL, - $150,000.
CLAEK H. BAEKER, President
W. P. BICE, Tice-President.
E. D. HUMPHREY, Cashier.
A. K. PEERI, Assistant Cashier
TRANSACTS A GENERAL BAimtfQ BUSINESS;
Easiness of Merchants, Farmers and Individuals generally
solicited. TJnequaled facilities for the transaction of all
business intrusted to us.
J. C. BOYER, Attorney and Notary. C. G. BESSEY.
FRY, BOYER CO.,
Loons on farms and city property. Real Estate bought and sold.
Insurauce contracts at current rates. Notary business promptlj attended
to. Special bargains in city and luburban property.
Citizens' Bank Building,
-ratTT A FtT.THTTTITI 1870.
Done in all its branches. MORTGAGES negotiated on Fan
Property at. 6, 7 and 8 per cent., with reasonable commission
Also, money on Farms without commission.
At all times ; for sale at lowest rates.
Furnished on all the principal cities of the world.
:bo.nxs bought ajstd sold.
Special attention given to business of Farmers and Stockmen
Personal liability not limited, as is the case with
We are siting special attention to this department; carry the largest
and finest line or UNDERTAKERS SUPPLIES In the city, and are pre
pared to attend to this business in all its branches.
Corner Fcrarth and Broadway.
Q. H. LXEOLD, 3. M. nSHEK, 3. E. HEIUJST,
E. A. Hebbst, Cashier.
Our individual liability Is not limited, as Is the
case trith stockholders of incorporated banks.
LEBOLD, FISHER & CO., Baakers,
ABH32?E, KAXAS .
& CO., Proprietors
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No one should purchase real estate until
they know the title is perfect.
W. T. DAVIDSON
has the most complete set of Abstract
in the County. 14 years experience
Office over Post-omce,
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