Mower County transcript. [volume], February 10, 1904, Image 5

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Where
I'm waitin',
An' the sun's a-shinin'
In each drop o' dew,
Where I'm waitin', waitin',
Waitin', here fer you
Know you're comin', comin'.
An' I wait fer you
'Mongst midwinter roses
Drippin' wet with dew
Know that you will bring me
Pleasure, but I know
Ev'ry bubblln cup o' joy
Has its dregs o' woe.
But I'm waiting for you
Where the dewdrops blink,
Anxious for your comin',
Dyin' for a drink
Waitin' for the future
You are bound to bring
Waitin' 'mongst the dewdrops
Where the field larks sing
Waitin' for the goblet,
Bitter-sweet an' all.
On my knees I'm waitin',
Where the fieldlarks call.
—J. M. Lewis, in Houston Post.
'THE HUNTS'
HAPPY DAY
A NEW YEAR STORY
By Erntjt Cilmorm
It was a New Year's day. There
had been a big storm and although the
wind had spent its force the snow fell
steadily.
"Regular winter weather and no mis
fake about It," observed Mr. Richard
Hunt, as he came in rather noisily,
stamping the snow from his boots, "but
I like it So cold and bracing."
Mrs. Hunt, who was sitting near an
open fire, laughed.
"I like the house best such a day as
this," she said, shivering a little. "1
don't believe I'd be willing to face the
cold, even for the sake of the bracing."
"I think I heard you say you were go
ing to see old Mrs. Heifer to-day," Mr.
Hunt remarked, as he seated himself
comfortably. "Have you changed your
mind?"
"Yes, I've changed my mind. I did
tell you that I was going to see her,
but I'll have to wait until some other
day. Poor old Mrs. Heifer!"
"Is she sick?"
"Yes."
"And I suppose she's very lonely since
her daughter died?"
"Yes."
"I shouldn't wonder if she has a con
tinual struggle to make both ends meet
since that disastrous bank failure?"
"I don't believe she does make the
ends meet. I feel very sorry for her."
"But not quite sorry enough for you
to go and see her as you intended to do
to-day?" teasingly.
"Some other day will do as well—will
it not?" she questioned, wondering at
his persitence.
"Not if she needs you to-day. Ckme,
get on your wraps and I'll go with you."
"Why, Richard Hunt, what's got into
you? I thought you never liked to go
calling, especially at such places."
"You thought right, my dear," smil
ing pleasantly, "but can you tell me
"I GUESS MR. RICHARD HUNT'S A-BIN
HEL.PIN' THE LORD."
what there is to prevnt my turning over
anew leaf on New Year's day?"
She laughed.
"It would be a good idea," she
said.
"Well, then, encourage me in it"
"So I will."
She arose at once and was soon ready
to face the storm, with a.basket on her
arm.
"What's in It?" Mr. Hunt asked, as he
relieved his wife of the basket
"Sugar and spice and everything
nice," she quoted.
A little maid opened the door when
•Vipy reached Mrs. Heifer's. Tp Mr.
Hunt's question as to how the latter
iwgftjW child
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THE NEW YEAR.
waitin',,
Jessamines are white
Dews are drippin', drippin'.
Through the perfumed night
An' I'm way oft yonder
Comes the "wheel-te-wheel"
Of the happy fieldlark,
Bubblln' down to me.
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"She's not very well, ma'am," and.
then, lowering her voice to a confident
tial whisper, "I guess she's awful lone
some. She bin crying—I saw her."
The weary old face brightened when
little Polly led the callers in, but both
Mr. and Mrs. Hunt were observant and
read "between the lines" that the dear
old lady was not only sorrowful but
troubled.
"I wish you a Happy New tear," said
Mrs. Hunt, taking the thin old hands in
a close grasp.
"Happy New Year!" Mr. Hunt
echoed, his greeting as cordial as hisi
wife's.
•Thank you," responded the old lady
warmly, "and I wish you both a Happy
New Year."
"We had a fine turkey for dinner to
day," said Mr. Hunt, "and I rather think
my wife brought you a piece," uncover
ing the basket. "Yes, sure enough, here
it is!"
"Now, Dick," said his wife, "you've
made your speech sit down, please."
He sat down with a sigh, pretending to
feel hurt. He looked so comical that
Mrs. Heifer's spirits arose so far Chat
she laughed.
"I am greatly obliged to
you
both for
remembering me," she said. "I'm going
to confess that I've been longing for
some turkey for a week and now here it
is."
The trio chatted pleasantly for a little
while and then Mr. Hunt arose sudden
ly.
"I've thought of an errand or two," he
said. "You two can have the floor to
yourselves until I return. I'll not be
gone long." He met the small maid in
the hall.
"Polly," he said, "I don't want to pry
into Mrs. Heifer's affairs, but I'm really
anxious to know if she has everything
she needs. She's an old friend, you
know, and a friend of my mother's.
Does she need anything, Polly?"
"Yes, sir, 'deed she do but she didn't
say so. She ain't no complainer—that's
what she ain't. She ain't had no coffee
since—since—"
"Go on, Polly, talk fast. Since when?"
"Since her money took wings an'
flew. I dunno where it flew to, but that's
what someone said—it flew, an' she
don't hev butter no more. I wanted to
tell the grocer's boy we was out, but
Mrs. Heifer she say: 'No, not now,
Polly song^-other tigae.'
"It doesn't seem hardly, warm enough
In the house, Polly. Do you have plenty
of coal?"
''That's what we don't, sir," she said,
with decision. "We'm jess about out. I
guess by to-morrer it'll be all gone. Miss
Heifer's a'most a shakln' with cold
sometimes. She had two shawls aroun*
her when you rung the bell, but she took
'em off."
Mr. Hunt had heard enough—quite
enough.
"Poor, dear old soul!"he said to him
self, as he went out on his ministering
journey.
He kept his promise—he was not gone
long. He put a bunch of bright carna
tions into the old lady's hand and then
tie said to his wife smilingly that it was
time to "move on."
Polly let them out of the front door.
Returning to the room, she found the
old lady in a rapture of joy. There were
tears in her eyes, but she was smiling.
The fragrant, rosy carnations were still
In her hand. On a low chair beside her
was the basket the Hunts had brought.
"Look, Polly," she cried, in a glee that
was like a child's.
And Polly looked and laughed. What
she saw was a plate of sliced turkey,
dainty biscuit, a print of butter, a mince
pie, a frosted plum cake, oranges, grapes,
nuts, raisins and candy.
"Oh, my!" cried Polly, "what a fine
New Year we do be havin' after all!"
Presently the grocer's boy delivered a
heavily filled basket and a message.
"Tell yer missus Buck Bowers sed he'd
be here to-morrer mornin' at eight
o'clock sure."
"What for?" asked the amazed
Polly.
"What for?" mockingly. "Why, to
bring the load o' coal, of course."
"Oh, my gracious! I b'lieve there's
fairies aroun'—I do so!" and after clos
ing the door on the grocer's boy Polly
felt inclined to stand on her head by
way of celebrating the delightful new
state of things.
She left the basket standing in the hall,
as it was too heavy for her to attempt to
carry, but she could smell the coffee and
took that package with her, also two or
three more.
"Oh, Miss Heifer," she exclaimed,
"another big basket's come, an' it's jes'
full o' everything. Herd's coffee fer you
—an*—tea an' sugar. An* to-morrer
ther's a big load o' coal a-comin'.
"Polly!"
"Yes, mum."
"What does it mean—all that great
basket of things you're telling about
and the coal coming to-morrow?""
"I dunno."
"But who sent.the-grocerles? Who Is
going to send the coal?"
Polly looked mystified. She stood
boring the toe of her old shoe into the
rug. Suddenly a light broke over her
face. I igsjg
"1 guess it's the Lord, ma'ai#%ou
sed the Lord ud provide—I heard mp*
anlHe's done h^r
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The old lady folded her hands.
"Bless the Lord, oh, my soul!" she
said, fervently.
"I've thought of something, Miss Hei
fer," Polly suddenly broke out, excited
ly. '1 guess Mr, Richard Hunt's arbin
helpin' the Lord."
The old lady smiled.
"We have the same thoughts about it,
Polly, you and I," she said.
"Don't be waiting1 till the sorrow
All has passed away
Don't be waiting till to-morrow,
Smile a bit to-day.
When the clouds all dull and dreary
Hang about the earth,
That is when a greeting cheery
Counts for what It's worth."
—Christian Intelligencer.
Her Observation.
"Charley, dear," said young Mrs.
Torkins, "I am sometimes sorry that
Christmas does not come on the 28th
of the month instead of the 25th."
"I don't see why." .,
"I have observed In going through
the shops that so many things are
cheaper on the 27th than they are on
the 24th."—Washington Star.
Rites for the Old Year.
Little Mabel had been taken by her
parents to a New Year's watch party,
and as the clock struck 12, some, one
shouted, "The old year is dead hurrah
for the new!"
"Mamma," said sleepy Mabel., "will
we have to stay for the funeral?"—
Cleveland Leader.
Records of Dairy Cows
6
Superintendent Hoxie reports the offi
cial records of Holstein-Friesian cows
from Nov. 12 to Dec. 3, 1903, and states
that during this period the records of
forty-one cows have been received.
Fourteen full age cows averaged, age
7 years 3 months 8 days, days from
calving 25: Milk, 425.4 pounds butter
fat, 14.800 pounds equivalent butter,
17 pounds 4.3 ounces per cent fat
shown in the milk, 3.52. Twelve four
year-olds averaged, age 4 years 6
months 1 day, days from calving 18
Milk, 382.9 pounds butter fat, 13.342
pounds equivalent butter, 15 pounds
9.1 ounces per cent of fat shown in
the milk, 3.50. Six three-year-olds av
eraged, age 3 years 5 months 29 days,
days from calving 16: Milk, 348.6
pounds butter fat, 12.142 pounds
equivalent butter, 14 pounds 2.0 ounces
per cent of fat shown in the milk, 3.47.
Nine two-year-olds averaged, age 2
years 4 months 4 days, days from calv
ing 68: Milk, 282.1 pounds butter fat,
9.817 pounds equivalent butter, 11
pounds 7.2 ounces per cent of fat
shown in the milk, 3.51.
It must be borne in mind that these
records are made under the careful su
pervision of agricultural experiment
stations and that 85.7 per cent of fat
found in the milk is equivalent to a
pound of butter.
High Testing: Jerseys.
J. C. McClymonds of Portersville,
Pa., furnishes the Jersey Bulletin with
the following test record of his Jersey
herd for fourteen months. The record
is copied from the creamery books:
Test.
May (1902) 6.22
June 5.57
July 5.65
August 6.38
September 6.06
October 6.63
November 6.06
December 6.63
January (1903) 6.63
February 5.17
March 5.65
April .'5.98
May .• 5.98
June 6.02
Average of tests for fourteen months,
6.045.
The Cows were registered Jerseys,
with only ordinary farm care.
Dairymen who deal with creameries
will recognize the fact that the above
record is a very rare one, says Hoard's
Dairyman. There is only one way such
quality can be put into cows and that
is by breeding it in. Here is right
where the work of the skillful breeder
comes in.
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GEO. S.
LABAR,
Lansing, Minnesota.
Miss Smart—There's Dolly Fitz-Jones
over there. I went to lier wedding.
Mr. Borde—Oh, did you?
Miss Smart—Yes. I enjoyed myself
immensely. Her gown didn'l fit her
anywhere, and every one said she look
ed a perfect fright.
The Cynic.
Maud—I didn't see you at your friend
Mr. Smith's .wedding.
Frank—No I don't believe in gloating
over my friends' misfortunes.
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