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i9i v$c. , JSS- S! Wr U- A V&r w it is- tV. ltc rm' t-Vft A LITTLE GIRL'S, VALENTINE. Ml Not Quit True, It On;ht to Be. Valentine's Day Is on its way; 'Twill be here very vn. For I heard sister Sue say so To Bell this afternoon. But rm afraid nobody '11 think To tend me even one, Cause I was only seven years old Whpn the new year begun: And so Til write one to myself (I couldn't bear to be Witnout a single valentine). And play 'twas sent to me. "Dear Gracie" that's how ril begin- "You arc a lovely child: You never drive your mother or Your grandma nearly wild; You never tease the baby, nor Refuse with him to play: You study hard, and know by heart Your lessons every day; You keep your dress and apron neat, Your hair is always curled. And j ou are just as nice a girl As any in the world." There"! that sounds very pretty, and I think that it will do. But 'pears to me it isn't quite Exactly truly true. But then it outfit to be, and that's Almost, I think, the same. And so down in the corner here I'll sign a makc-b'licve name. UarqjTtl Eytinge, in Harper' Yoitnj People. YOUNG HERO. Illwtory or the Work or Hiram Dudley Buck in tlie Saving of Human Liven. In the long and honorable roll of those who have saved the lives of others at the imminent risk of their own. it is doubtful if yon will find an other record to match that of young Hiram Dudley Buck. There are men whose occupations give them peculiar opportunities for imperiling their own lives for those of their fellow men: and there are women too for who can for get the noble work of the English Grace D.irling and her American coun terpart. Ida Lewis? whose names have been added to the roll of honor while they have been yet young; but seldom, if ever, has it been given to a lad to save four parsons from death by drown ing, before completing his sixteenth year, as j.as been the case with the sub ject, of tli'.s sketch. H'ram Dudley Buck was born at Crown Point, Essex County, New York, in 18GS. It was when he wa? only ten years old that he was called upon to perform the first of the brave deeds which a.-c to be recorded here. His sister EiHc, a girl a few years older than himself, was bathing in Putnam's creek, m,ar their homa in Essex County, in company with soma friends. In order b. keep afloat, in deep water she had fastened a rubber life-preserver under her arms, and this treacherous aid slipped from its place, and. becoming entangled with her feet, threw her Lead under water. Dudley, the ten-year-old boy, was attracted from a dis tance by the frantic cries of his sister's playmates, and running up, he plunged into the deep water, and despite the drowning girl's greater size and weight, succeeded in bringing her ashore. The following summer Dudley and a number of 3'oung friends were fishing off a high dam at Crown Point Centre. A careless action on the pnrt of one of the boys threw Freddie B into the seething waters below the dam; and though there were perhaps a dozen boys present, only one of them had the cour age to leap in to Freddie's assi-tance. Assoonaslie realized his friend's peril for he knew that the boy could not swim Dudley unhesitatingly sprang into the water, caught the struggling boy as lie iS3 to the surface, and at length brought him ashore, though not until his strength was almost ex hausted. In August, 1831. a party of young people were bathing in Sjhroon Lake, among whom were Sam and Kate R and D.ulley Back. Sam could swim a Hide, but his sister was more daring tliaa prudent, and declaring that she could go where hr brother went, she followed him into deep water. In a few moments she was in distress, and clutching S.ini. who had turned to as sist her. she dragged him down with her. D.ulley was resting on the bank, but as soon as he saw the peril his friends were in he dived after them, and found them actvallv at the bottom of the lake. With great difficulty he disengaged the girl's arms from her brother's neck, and brougnt the two to the surface. Kate's instinct of self-preservation, which but for Dudley had drowned both her brother and herself, now endangered the life of their gallant rescuer,- and it was only With extreme difficulty that Dudley could control her sufficiently to bring himself and her safely into shallow water. Such acts of gallantry as have been here recited, all performed by a lad un der sixteen years of age, are worthy of whatever public recognition it is in the power of a grateful government to bestow. It is pleasant, therefore, to be able to record, the fact that the Con gress of the United States of America has awarded to young Dudley Buck its silver life-saving medal. The silver medal which Dudley thus re ceived is the highest honor that the Government can bestow, the gold medal provided for under the acts of 'Congress being awarded only for sav ing life in salt-water. The medal awarded is of stci ling silver, and about twice the size of a silver dollar. Hiram Dudley Buck wears another medal which he must value highly. It is a five-pointed star surrounded by a wreath, all in solid gold, and bears this inscription: "Life-saving medal pre sented, to Hiram Dudley Buck for heroism in rescuing from drowning Effie Fred Sam Kate." It was presented to him by tho four friends who owe their lives to his courage, heroism, and humanity." Xhe-other medals on his breast are for supremacy in athletic sports, one of Harper" Young People. Two Little Girls. It was a blowing, blustering St. Val entine's Day, fifty years ago. Mrs. Blj was making ginger-bread "muster ginger-bread," she c..llcd it, and Nellie was watching her. She was a wee chubby girl in a linsey-woolsey go'.vi that was long enough to reach the top of her laced-up leather shoes, and r dark tier that was almost as long a boi gown. I am afraid if you had seen hei you would have said she looked just like a little old woman. She wore a cap. too I forgot to mention that a tiny linen cap. trimmed with lace. She looked on and wondered a long time before she spoke, thinking over ami over what she should say. :If you pleae. mother." said she, at last, "I would like to know what make? you call it muster ginger-bread. It there mustard in it?" Her mother laughed. "Oh no, my child, there's no mustard in it,' she said, kindly. "And I don't know why it's called muster ginger bread, unless because it is the kind that is most always sold on the muster ground." Well, it smells very nice, I think," said Nellie. Pretty soon, her mother rolled her dough again, and taking a knife, cut out a heart-shaped piece, which she put in to bake with the rest. And when it was done to a nice brown, she gave it to Nellie. "There's a valentine heart for you," she said. "Oh, thank you, ma'am!" cried Nel lie, eagerly. She was so happy! She couldn't have been better pleased with a real golden heart, such as I saw on a valentine to day, with a pretty verse beneath it, and roses and lilies ail around. Only a little while ago I heard this same Nellie telling this story to a little maid in a white pinafore, whose cash mere frock doesn't roach anywhere near the tops of her dainty kid boots, and who had been crying for as much as ten minutes because she only had five love ly valentines, all silver and gold, and cobwebby laoa and flowers. "When I 'spceted six.'" she wailed, with a linger in each eye. Then grandmamma, that was Nellie Bly, told her this story. Youth's Com panion. A Queer Little House. An ant's house is a verj- queer little dwelling. It is made of earth, with a great many chambers and galleries, and all done by these busy little creat ures! If a bit of one of these houses gets broken such a scene as there is! Some rush hither and thither; some seize tho eggs and hurry with them to a place of safety; others go to work at once and repair the broken part. While all this is going on. the ants as they meet for you know they are very wise insects. if the are so small touch each other with their feelers, just as if they were telling all they felt about the mat ter; and no doubt they are! Ants have a very keen sense of smell. This sensi? seems to lie in these anten n:e, or feelers. Their hearing is not sn good, for the loudest noises can be made very near them and they do not seem to hear them. Their sight, too. is not very good, if they have got three queer little eyes on the top of their heads, and a larger one on either side, making five eyes in all! One would think they could see better than we with so mam, but thev don't. Mrs. G. Hall, in Our Little Ones. SHARP HORSE-TRADING. An Amusinj- Story Which Has the Slmon l'ure Irish Flavor. The following story was told to a clerical friend by a countryman named Dinny Cooley: "Good-morrow, Dinny: where did you get the horse?" "Well, I'll tell your reverence. Some time ago I went to the fair of Ross, not with this horse, but another horse. Well, sorra a wan said to me: 'Dinny, dc you come from the Aist or do vou come from the Wesht?' and when I left the fair there wasn't wan to say: 'Dinny, are you going to the Aist or are you going to the Wesht?' Well, your rev erence, I rode home, and was near Kil nagross, when I met a man riding along the road forninst me. 'Good evening, friend,' said he. 'Good even ing, friend.' said L 'Were you at the fair of Ross?' says he. 'I was,' sez I. 'Did you sell?' says he. 'No,' sez L 'Would you sell?" sez he. 'Would you buy?' says I. 'Would you make a chine swop?' sez he;" 'horse bridle and saddle, and all?' sez he 'Done!' says I. Well, your reverence I got down off av me horse, not thi horse, but the other horse, and tin man got down off av his horse, that"? this horse, not the other horse, and w swopped and rode away. But when h had gone about twenty yards he tiirne round and called after me. "Ther nivcr was a man from Ross,' sez he 'but could put his finger in the ej'e n a man from Kilnagross,' sez he: 'ant' that horse,' sez he, 'that I swoppec with you.' sez In. 'is blind of an eye," sez he. Well, then, vour reverence, 3 turned upon him,, and I called out tc him: 'There niver was a man fron Kilnagross,1 sez I. 'but could put his two lingers in both the eves of a man from Ross,' sez I; 'and that horse that I swopped with you.' sez I, 'is blind av both his eyes, sez L" Spectator. An Illinois citizen became en thusiastic upon first" seeing the Atlantic Ocean. "Why." he said, "it's im mense! grand! What a prairie it would make if it would onlv keep stilll" I Harper's Bazar, The "Process toy which the Sparkling Gesaa Are Obtained la Sosth Africa. In an interview with a reporter, J. G. Doolittle, of Colorado Springs, who has spent many years in the diamond fields of Africa, said: "The process of mining for diamonds is much different to the ideas the people of America have of mining- It is not carried on as sim ilar work would probably be done in this country. They don't sink shafts and honey-comb the bowels of the earth into long tunnels and little chambers. Diamond claims are most generally about three hundred yards square, and every inch of the dirt in that space is dug up, carefully looked through and then carted away. The richest stones are found in a bed of clav about two "hundred feet below the surface, but the earth from the top down to the clay is studded more or less with clusters, con sequently that-is the reason miners ex cavate their entire claim instead of sinking shafts. The industry is very expensive, therefore the men who do the digging make very little money out of it as compared to the diamond merchants and traders. They are the men who make the fortunes. In answer to a question he admitted that natives were hired to do the work, but as a general rule they are so indolent and unreliable that op erations proceed very slowly. "Does it get hot in the mines? Well, I should say. It would roast the life out of a -a hite man." When the fields near Kimberley, in Griqualand West, were first discovered, an attempt was made to work them with white men, but it soon proved disastrous, and the opera tors were compelled to employ native negroes, Zulus and Basutos. They stood the heat all right, but became such consummate thieves that the claim owners lost considerable money through them for a long time, at first. They would conceal the stones almut th-ir person and at night carry them out. Finally a law was adopted and put into force compelling the diggers to work without clothing of any kind on them. This for a time proved to be of little benefit, and the bosses were puzzled to find some scheme that they could use that would prevent the rob beries. It was discovered, after de priving the diggers of their clothing, that they could conceal stones between their toes, keep them there all clay and get away with them at night. Now every man's feet are carefully exam ined when he leaves the mines of an evening, and no more robberies are perpetrated." When asked how miners judged the value of a diamond in the rough, Mr. Doolittle replied that every firm kept a supply of alum on hand, and all specimens are compared with lumps of that material, and the closer a stone resembles the color of alum the more valuable it is considered. The stones, however, always have a peculiar shape. They are either eight or ten-sided, run to a point, and one side of the point is in variably flat. Nowadays the product of these particular mines is sold at Kimberley, a town that has sprung up near there, where many London mer chants have located. A few diamond cutters have also opened shops there and do a good business. The market there is generally active, and miners receive their own price; but that is reg ulated by the customary opinion of those who claim to be judges. But the diamond cutter is the only man who can judge the real value of a stone. The miners go to the deal ers with their products divided into two classes, and then they sell at GO to 12.) and as high as 150 shillings a stone. The dealer who buys divides his purchases into four classes, and generally puts the price up on the von best stones, so that he realizes about double what he paid. By the time a stone goes through the cutter's hands, is mounted and placed on the market, it has reached a figure six or eight times larger than the miner realized. Mr. Doolittle said that he was in Kim berley when the great Rhode stone was. found, and a dealer there offered Mr. Rhodes 125,000 tor a half interest in it, but he refused to accept the offer. The stone would not bring that amount now, but its owner has made a great deal of money off of it exhibiting it through Europe. The stone is said to be about the size of a hen's egg. Very often specimens that have every ap pearance of being diamonds of the first water prove to be entirely worthless and crumble to pieces in a very short time after being exposed to the air. Omaha Republican. well-fed" birds. The Easy Familiarity or the Fifreons of St. Mark's. Venice. Within twenty paces of St. Mark's on the piazza stands the famous Cam pauclla, a venerable time-worn tower more than ten centuries old, still rais ing its head cloudwards as proudly and defiantly as in those checkered days long since gone by when it floated its lights on the shores of the Adriatic, and announced to the incoming seamen and travelers in the offing that they wer. in sighting distance of the capital of ihc glorious republic of Venice. Equnlly old and equally venerable are the figures of the two majestic lions crouching near one of the lateral wings of St. Mark's their fangs drawn and their faces disfigured by the wear and teat of ages singularly interesting looking pieces of sculpture, which arc in themselves so main links that bind the Venetian decay ol the present with the Venetian splendor and gorgeous ne?s of the past. While I was giving full rein to my fancy on the wonderful things that could have been seen by these leonine eyes, If they had only betra living ones, I received a tap on the shoulder, and, turning around, saw a tlL athletic Hibernian friend of ruiue hand and gesticulating in a rather eo centric style. To say the least of it, I thought his conduct slightly irrever ent romping about as he was in such close proximity to the cathedral. Mr. H., the Hibernian in question, was, however, playing his part in a little comedy meant to surprise me. Afte attracting the notice of the pigeons otj the piazza, he covered his own shoulder and mine with fresh white crumbs, and when, lo ! in the twinkling of an eye the whole square seemed to disappear from my gaze, and I could see nothing around me or over me save one whirr ing mass of pigeons. They perched on my hat, 'fastened themselves to the panels of my overcoat and clustered in legion numbers all over my person. These birds are very tame the tamest, I fancy, in Europe. Tradition and custom have made them so, for from time immemorial the Piazza San Marco has been their abiding place, and well tended they have been and are by the burghers and dames of the city. There must be over a thousand of these pigeons hovering over the piazza. There is always somebody about throw ing them their crumbs, or a little polenta, but if you want to have a swarm of them swooping down upon you, 3on must do as my Hibernian chum and treat them to what Sam Lover would style the "lashins and lavins." Venice Cor. San Francisco Chronicle. THE BEST BEVERAGE. An Knthnslast's Opinion or the Merits of Unadulterated Coffee. With our tea a comparative failure, our coffee is. of course, almost past. praying for. Our veiy pretensions go no further than tea. We lose a good deal by the meanness of our ambition. Good coffee is the finest drink in the world, and it would surely defeat half the intoxicants on their own ground. It is the most generous of stimulants, and it induces activity and alertness of brain without the faintest trace of ele vation. Should any further recom mendation be wanted, we may add that, like pure water, it will kill, if you take enough of it, or, rather, too much. Murger died of excessive coffee not unflavored with cognac but far more people have to thank it for the prolon gation of their lives. It is far beyond tea as a dietetic, though perhaps no body but Merlatti could wisely venture to make it his sole support. Indeed, high authorities say that it should nev er be taken without something solid, as an accompaniment. Any thing will do, a piece of bread, or, failing that,even a waistcoat button, according to the Oriental proverb quoted in an admirable lecture on the subject at the Parkes Museum. It improves with age like the other generous drinks, though not of course when it is in the state of in fusion. The green berry may be kept for fifteen or twenty years, and it will gain in flavor every day. Brown Java, which leaves Mocha far in the shade, is supposed to owe a good deal to its long sojourn on the island before exporta tion. It lies in store sometimes for seven years. The ro:isting should al ways be deferred to the very last mo ment. Roast, and brew at once, is the golden rule. First get your Brown Java for that matter, one of half a dozen other kinds will do. Then make a smokeless fire, of coal, or siirit, or gas; toss your green berries into an earthenware pipkin; if you have nothing better at hand, and there need be nothing better; hold it over the flame for fifteen or twenty minutes, to dry it merely, not to burn it. stirring it all the time, and your task is done. Grind or pound in a mortar pound ing, they say, is better. The Turks find that the pestles improve with use, as the coffee improves with age, and they sell the old ones at a high figure. Two ounces of coffee to the pint of water is the happy mean, and those who want it weaker had better weaken it after the brew. A common jug and a strainer are all 3011 ncad for the final rite, but people who like to part with their money often insist on more. London News. M ETROPOLITAN LI FE. 'ew York Women Who Are Compelled to l'orform Unfcmlnine Lubor. One of the most painful features in metropolitan life is the degradation of women. I do not here refer to any thing of a vicious nature, but simply to the effect of extreme porerty. It is always pitiable to see the sex forced to unfeminine employments but it is a common thing here. I have seen a woman cutting grass with a sickle in an up-town lot in order to make hay for the winter support of a goat. I have seen a woman bring home a board from some demolished building and then try to break it up for fuel by pounding it on the sidewalk with a stone. I saw another woman carrying coal in a pailup three pairs of stairs to her room in a tenement house. She had bought a small load of this article, and was thus storing it awa. A large part of the chiffoniers or rag and waste-paper pickers are women, and what horrid-looking creatures they are! On the other hand, a dealer rn fashions told me that there are hun dreds and even thousands of women who spend $25,000 annually on dress. It may be difficult to imagine the feel ings of this fashion-worshiping crowd, but how much more to imagine those of a woman so degraded that a rag picked from the street is a prize. Tak ing a general view, New York life is not favorable to women. Among the rich the idleness of luxury wastes its victims into helplessness, while amonr the poor one notices that dispropor tionate degree of hardship which so often stamps the countenance with fearful ugliness & Y. Cor. Ulica Her- I Mid. Beaatukakto CNhua f a Dimlatrtl-r Se- erei-semea Detective. We had in the Secret-Service Bureau In 1866 a detective named James Red field, who was known to all of us by the sobriquet of "Little Jim." He was only five feet one inch high, weighed ninety-seven pounds, and every body who looked at him made a mental cal culation that he would die of consump tion inside of six weeks. Notwith standing his appearance of ill health he was tough as a hickory knot, and a man with more nerve never lived. After the close of the war a lot of desperate fellows had their headquar-, ters in Arkansas and the Indian Terri tory, and when complaints of counter feiting began to come in three of us were sent out there to work up a ease. We got on to the gang at Van Buren, and in the course of a fortnight visited Fort Smith, Muscogee, Shawneetown and Tahlequah. We picked up a couple of counterfeiters and sent them to Fort Snith, and then ran across a couple oi Pinkerton men who were in pur-suit ol a fellow known as Blood Jim Baker. He was a man-killer stage robber, horse-thief and all else that was bad, and the officers had followed him from the neighborhood of Clinton, Mo., where he had committed robbery and murder. If I remember aright, how ever, he was wanted on a charge back of that an attempt to rob an express car near Hannibal, and the murdering of the messenger. When we met the Pinkerton men they had located Baker in a lone cabin in the mountains, near Shawneetown, and had been lying in wait for him for a week. He was well-armed, known tc be desperate, and the probability is thai the- had not recklessly exposed them selves. They were in hopes he would visit the town, but he had plent3 ol provisions, and refused to come out. It was not for us to mix up in the affair, and we should never have even heard the particulars but for a quarrel be tween Little Jim and one of the Pinker ton men. Both had been drinking, and Jim charged the man with cowardice ir. not making the arrest. Words were leading to blows when we separated them, and 1 recall how the Pinkerton man, his face flushed and his list in the air, exclaimed: "The whole secret-service force 0 pap-suckers couldn't arrest one side ol such a man as BI001I3' Baker!" The row occurred in the evening. Al daylight next morning, before any ol us were astir, little Jim mounted s mule and rode to within half a mile ol Bakcr'3 cabin. What folio wed I heard from Baker's own lips, and he would have no reason to lie about it. Having nothing in his hand but a switch, oni little man walked straight up the path to the house. Baker saw bim coming, and shoved a rifle out of a loop-hole and ordered him to halt. "Halt be hanged!"1 replied Redfreld, as he kept ore his Avay, and his display of recklessness prevented: the outlaw from shooting". He walked straight np to the door, pounded on it with his nst and called out:. "You, Baker open this door. I've come for 3ou!" "Who are you?" "A detective come to arrest vou!" "Skip, or I'll kill your "You daren't kill anybody. Open the door and stop this fooling, as I have no time to lose!" "Well, sir," said Baker to me, "I fell into a tremble, lost 1113 sand and the first thing I opened the door. He came in, sat down, told me to go ahead with the breakfast, and I'll be hanged if I didn't do it and if we didn't eat to gether. When we were through he handcuffed me- to his left wrist, and like a fool I walked into town with him and was turned over to the Pinkerton men." "You could have killed him!" I ob served. "Why, I could hare picked him rrp and squeezed the life out of him with one hand, but the infernal coolness of the little rat unnerved me." When Little Jim brought him into Shawneetown we were all at the post office. He walked straight up to the Pinkerton men, who were rubbing their ces in amazement, and, unlocking the handcuff from his wrist, placidly re marked: "Here's yonr Bloody Jim, and 3-onM better be a little careful of him. He might bite a Pinkerton man!" Cor. Detroit Free Press. Lack of Confidence. Colonel Yerger w:is dancing his little sorr on his knee, when the boy, looking up into his father's face, said: "Pa, do you know what I want next Christmas?" No, my son, I don't know what yon want next Christmas." "Well, I'll tell you, pa, bnt 30U mustn't let it go any further, I want another mamma." ''WI13-, Tommy, why do 3on want another mother?" Why, you see this one never leaves the ke3 in the pantry door, and if I had a new one jierhaps she would have more confidence in me." Texas Silinrs. A Question of Economy. 'Get married, Charlie, get married. One never knows how cheaply he can Sve 'zrlih. a good, economical wife irntil he tiits it. WI13-, when I was married. I couldn't even support mvself, while now" "Well?" "Now my wife supports me. It is cheaper for me than being single" Chicago Rambler. The next Ecumenical Conference of the Methodist churches is to meet in America in 189L la -ffsswiltr mi Claaar 8yaty mm tweea IMMH HMalactafwn. Progress among Westen- farmers haa few ff any more interesting features than the improvement manifest in tba iairy industry. Butter-making was formerly confined to the farmer's kitefc n, whercthe milk from a few roaming cows was set in poorly-selected situa tions in wide crocks or shallow pans. A dash churn served to make the but ter; the finger was the only thermome- ' ter. A wooden bowl and ladle were the instruments to further kill the grain and quality of the butter. Com mon coarse salt was added to the muck abused article, and the greasy roll were done up in nice clean cloths. At the store of the country merchant, these rolls were tumbled into an indis criminate mass of all shades of white and yellow. From them they took a long ride in wagons, cars and boats, with the temperature at the melting point. Last but not least, the suffer ing consumer w:vs reached, and his tastes were so uneducated that the ar ticle was taken along with other neces saries. With combined dairying came in beN ter practices. Fine, uniform butter, coming from these places in considera ble bulk, began to educate, not only the taste of consumers, but the eye and methods of the dairy trade. Associated daiiying has now spread to nearly all parts of the Northwest, and markets are furnished with great quantities of creamery, factory and dairy product of high and uniform qualit3. Moire and better goods are furnished the markets than could have been pro duced under the old S3stem. Practical experience, with much aid from sci ence, has enabled associated butter and cheese making to be carried to a high er degree of perfection. Tho work inside many of these establishments is carried on with S3stem and accuracy, which, aided b3 marvelous improve ments in methods of transportation, enables them to lay down prime goods in New York or Boston. The patrons who furnish the crean have only a partial connection with the process of the manufacture, and, in too many cases, are not abreast with the times in progressive dairying. The cattle arc not improved to produce more milk or butter. The milk or birtter producing capacity is very often les sened, rather than increased, b breed ing for looks. The average creamery has very little influence over the breed ing toward the dairy tpe. Feeding for milk and butter is not attended to, as it would if farmers and manufacturers were in more close S3m pat!i3. The questions of water, shelter and pasture do not receive attention as thc3 would if advance! dairying was universally appreciated. Tire new generation of Western farmers is growing np without fully keeping pace with the great improve ments in dairying. They do not ap preciate the nevcssit3- of painstaking care. While there is improvement in the butter supplied in the markets, the farmers are comparatively slow in im proving the small part tliey manufact ure for their own tables. Improved churns, thermometers, small lever butter workers and refrigerators are very slow in finding their way into the farmer's home. Books and newspapers aid, but more interest should be taken, that farmers leant how to produce finer milk and cream, and to make gilt edged but ter for use in their own families- Prairie Farmer. THE HOG IN WINTER. Coadltlons Which Should Be Taken lata Consideration by Porfc-KalMers. The hog has digestive organs that are particularly well calculated for the digestion of fibrous food. This, in a state of nature, was his main food; in fr.et, leaving out nuts and grubs, pretty much his entire source of living. When the hog is shut awiy from pasture ami put into winter quarters, the change from a variety of fxxl to the customary ration of corn, and nothing but corn, is not always conducive to health. In fact, indigestion for even the hog may have this affects manj hogs that are thus changed from grass and other fibrous food to corn alone or corn mainly. It should be borne in mind that the animal has no power to change the elements in the food given to it. He can 011I3 appropriate what is given him. In his native condition the hog had, as he now has when on pasture, food containing a nutritive ratio of about 1 of albuminoids to 4 of carbo hydrates, while, the usual winter feed, corn, contains a nutritive ratio of 1 to 8.6, establishing the fact that- the hog in his native condition, and in modern times, when on pasture, is furnished with food far more conducive to growth of muscle and frame than when he is confined to corn alone. Before the improvement made upon the pig during the past one hundred 3-ears, he had a much larger proportion of lean flesh as compared to the fat than now. The feeding of corn during winter is proper enough in view of its adaptability to the condition imposed by a low tem perature, as fat is one of the bes shields against cold. But the plan adopted by many of allowing the hog no exercise, and no food except corn, during the winter, is, in both directions, bad practice. In the absence of grass it is an excellent plan to cut up hay, mixing this with ground feed, com posed of oats, bran and oil-cako meaL By feeding this wet, most hogs, but not all, will eat it with avidity, and an. improved condition will at once follow. Anoticeable improvement in the evacu ations will be observed, as compared to what was seen when corn alone was fed, and soon afterwards a change i the general thrift of the hog will b manifest. National Livc-Xt'tck J'ourML "sjrTA WTA & St Or ursw . a" ' -vftD sar,a mi. 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