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SYNOPSIS.
ij CIIAPTKR I.—Gronfall I.orr.v, a wealthy
j^Amerlenn gloVio trotter, stumbles into ac
quaintance with a elinnnlng foreign Rlrl
on the train from Denver to Washington.
Tili1 pair are left behind wlieu the flier
stops for repairs in West Virginia.
CIIAl'TER II.—Lorry wires ahead to hold
the train. I-Ie and the unknown girl ride
twenty miles at a tearing pace in a moun
tain coach. There Is no loveinaklng, but a
near approach to it as the rolling stage
tumbles the passengers about.
CHAUTKIt III.—Lorry (lilies with the
foreign parly, consisting of Miss (»uggen
sloeker. Uncle Cusper and Aunt Yvonne.
They are natives of Graustark, a country
Lorry had never heard of before.
CilAl'TKlt IV.—Lorry shows the foreign
ers the. sights of Washington. They leave
for New York to sail on the Kaiser Wll
helm. Miss Ouggenslocker naively calls
Lorry her "ideal American" and Invites
lilin to come and see her at Edelweiss.
CHAPTER V.—Wildly Infatuated, Lorry
hurries to New York. The name Guggen
slocker Is not on the steamer list. He sees
the steamer off. Miss G. waves him a kiss
fioin the deck.
CHAPTER V!.—Lorry Joins his old
friend, Harry Anguish, au American artist.
In Paris. Graiislark and Its capital Edel
weiss, are located by a guidebook. The
Anerlcaus get no traee of the Guggen
ilockors there.
CHAPTER VII—Lorry sees his charmer
driving in a carriage with a beautiful com
panion' of her own sex. He gets a glance
of recognition, but the carriage rolls on-,
leaving his mystery unsolved. I
.a tor he
receives a note at bis hotel slgifed Sophia
Guggecsloeker, Inviting him to visit her
next day.
CHAPTElt VIII.—111 the eveuing Lorry
and Anguish rauible about the grounds of
the cattle where dwells the court of the
Princess of Graustark. They overhear a
plot to abduct the
prlnceBS
CHAPTEU XIII.—The Prince of Axphain
offers to extend the loan If the princess
will marry his son Lorenz. Prince Gabriel
of Dawsbergen also .bids for the pilcets'
hnnil with offer of a loan. Yetlve tells
Lorry that she belongs to her people and
will marry Lorenz.
CIIAPTEU XIV.—Lorry discovered kiss
ing the princess while she Is seated on the
throne, lie quits the castle by royal com
mand.
CHAPTER XV.—Betrothal of the prin
cess to Lorenz. The Americans recognize
Gabriel as chief conspirator in the abduc
tion plot.
CHAPTER XVI.—Lorenz toast£ the prin
cess lightly in a cafe. Lorry dashes the
glass from his hand. Challenge to a duel.
Lorenz assassinated. Lorry charged with
the crlnic.
CHAPTER XVII.—Princess Yetlve com
mits Lorry to prison. All Graustark re
joices at the death of Lorenz.
CHAPTER XV11I AND XIX.-Tho Prin
cess helps Lorry to escape. Dlsguished as
a soldier, she conducts hi ill to a monas
tery.
GEORGE 6ARR McCUTCHEON
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and resolve to
capture the plotters red handed.
CliAPTEK IX.—Following the conspira
tors, 'Lorry flnds himself la a room he
heard them designate as that of the prin
cess.
CHAPTER X.—Lorry tells the princess
of the plot. Mutual recognition she Is
Miss Guggenslocker. Dnunoi, the guard,
is In the abduction plot. He fells Lorry
with a terrible blow. Anguish to the res
cue
CHAPTER XI.—Lorry quartered In the
castle. The princess vlsts him, but for
bids all talk ot love.
CHAPTElt XII.—Graustark is bankrupt
and owes the neighboring princedom of
Axphain $30,000,000. The creditor demands
cash or the cession of the richest districts
of Graustark.
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CHAPTER XIX— (Continued.)
He promised, and lightly snatched a
kiss, an act of indiscretion that almost
brought fatal results. Forgetful of the
darkness, she gave vent to a little pro
testing shriek, fearing that the eyes of
the captain had witnessed the pretty
transgression. Lorry laughed as he
sprang to the road and turned to assist
her in alighting. She promptly and
thoughtfully averted the danger his
gallantry presented by ignoring the
outstretched hands, discernible as slen
der shadows protruding from an ob
ject a shade darker than the night, and
leaped boldly to the ground.
With Lorry in the center, the trio
walked off rapidly in the darkness, the
fugitive with the sense of fear that be
longs only to a blind man. .A little
light far ahead told the position of the
gate, and for this they bent their steps.
Reaching the gate the captain pounded
vigorously, and a sleepy monk soon
peered from the little window through
which shone the light.
"On Important business with the ab
bot from her royal highness the Prin
cess Yetlve," said Qulnnox in response
to a sharp query, spoken in the Grau
stark tongue. A little gate beside the
big one opened, and the monk, lantern
1c. hand, bade them enter.'
"Await me here, captain," command
ed the slim, straight soldier, with face
turned from the light. A moment latot.
thti gate closed, and Lorry was behind^
the wa.'Js of St. Valeatine's, a prisoner
ftgr.'M. -Clue monk preceded them across
Cise dark court toward the great black
mass, t:s lantern creating ghastly,
shadows against the broken mist. His
followers dropped some little distance
behind, the tall one's arm stealing
about the other's waist, his head bend
ing t» a level with hers..
"Is it to be goodby, dearest?" he ask
d. "Goodby forever?"
"I cannot say that. It would be like
wishing you dead. Yet there is no hope.
No. no! We will not say goodby—for
ever." she said despairingly. ..... ,,r
"Won't you bid me hope?"
"impossible! You will stay here un
til Quinnox comes to take you away.
Then you must not stop until you are
in your own land. We may meet
igain"—
"Yes, by my
soul,
we shall meet
ngainl I'll do as you bid and all that,
but I'll come back when 1 can stay
u'.vziy no longer. Go to your castle and
look forward to the day that will find
me at your feet again. It is bound to
collie."
i.Xhtj passed inside the massive doors
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itnd halted. "Yott must remain here
until I have seen the prior." she said,
laughing nervously and glancing down
at the boots which showed beneath the
long coat. Then she hastily followed
the monk, disappearing down the cor
ridor. In ten minutes—ten hours to
Lorry—she returned with her guide.
"He will take you to your room."
she said breathlessly, displaying un
mistakable signs of embarrassment.
"Goodby, and God be with you always.
Remember. I love you."
The monk's back was turned, so the
new recluse switched the slight figure
to his heart.
"Some day?" lie whispered.
She would not speak, but he held her
until she nodded her head.
CHAPTER XX.
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THE AMBOACHINO ORDEAL.
HE American lias escaped!"
was the cry that spread
through Edelweiss the next
morning.
It brought undisguised relief to the
faces of thousands. There was not one
who upbraided Baron Dangloss for his
astounding negligence. Never before
had a criminal escaped from the tow
er. The only excuse, uttered in woe
begone tone, was thnt the prison had
not been constructed or manned for
such clever scoundrels as Yankees
good name for audacity.
The full story of the daring break
for liberty flashed from lip to Up dur
ing the day, and it was known all over
the water swept city before noon.
Baron Dangloss himself had gone to
the prisoner's ceil early in the morning,
mystified by the continued absence of
the guard. The door was locked, but
from within came groans and cries.
Alarmed at once, the captain procured
duplicate keys and entered the cell.
There he found the helpless, blood cov
ered Ogbot, bound hand and foot and
almost dead from loss of blood. The
clothes of the American were on the
floor, while his own were missing, gone
with the prisoner.
Ogbot as soon as he was able related
his experience of the night before. It
was while making his rounds at mid
night that he heard moans from the
cell. Animated by a feeling of pity, he
opened the slab t'.jor and asked if he
were 111. The wretched American was
lying on the bed, apparently suffering.
He said something which the guard
could "not understand, but which he
took to be a plea for assistance. Not
Suspecting a trick, the kindly guard
unlocked the second door and stepped
to the bedside only to have the sick
man rise suddenly and deal him a
treacherous blow over the head with
the heavy stool he had secreted behind
him. Ogbot knew nothing of what fol
lowed, so effective was the blow. When
he regained consclonsness, he was ly
ing on the bed Just as the captain had
found him. The poor fellow, over
whelmed by the enormity of his mis
take, begged Dangloss to shoot him at
once. But Dangloss had him conveyed
to the hospital ward and tenderly cared
for.
Three guards in one of the offices
saw a man whom they supposed to be
Ogbot pass from the prison shortly aft
er 12, and the mortified chief admitted
-that some one had gone through his
private apartment. As the prisoner
had taken Ogbofs keys, he experi
enced little difficulty In getting outside
the gates. But, vowed Dangloss storm
ily, he slrsuld be recaptured if it re
quired the efforts of all the policemen
In Edelweiss. The chagrin of the grim
old captain, who had never lost a pris
oner, waB pitiful to behold.
The forenoon was half over before
Harry Anguish heard of his friend's
escape. To say that he was paralyzed
would be putting it irtuch too mildly.
There is no language that can ade
quately describe his sensations. For
getting his bodyguard, he tore down
the street toward the prison, wild with
anxiety and doubt. He met Baron Dan
gloss, tired and worn, near the gate,
but the old officer could tell him noth
ing except what he had learned from
"Oh, I beg pardon!"
Ogbot'. Of one thing there could be no
doubt—Lorry was gone. Not knowing
where to turn or what to do, Angulsli
raced#off to the castle, his bodyguard
having located klni in the meantime.
He was more In need of,'their protec
tion than ever.
At the castle gates he encountered a
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party of raving Axplialnians. crazed
with anger over the flight of the man
whose life they had thirsted for so
ravenously. Hail lie been unprotected
Anguish would have fared badly at
their hands, for they were outspoken
In their assertions that he had aided
Lorry in the escape. One fiery little
fellow cast a glove in the American's
face and expected a challenge. An
guish snapped his fingers and sarcas
tically invited the insulter to meet him
next winter in a battle with snowballs,
upon which the aggressor blasphemed
in three languages and 300 gestures.
Angu&h and his men passed inside the
gatco, which had been barred to the
others, and struck out rapidly for the
castle doors.
The Princess Yetlve was sleeping
soundly, peacefully, with a smile on
her lips, when her prime .minister sent
an excited attendant to inform her of
the prisoner's escape. She sat. up in
bed, and, with her hands clasped about
her knees, sleepily announced that she
would receive him after her coffee was
served. Then she summoned her maids.
Her uncle and aunt, the Countess
Dagmar (whose merry brown eyes
were so full of pretended dismay that
the princess could scarcely restrain a
smile), and Gaspon, the minister of
finance, wore awaiting her appearance.
She heard the count's story of the es
cape, marveled at the prisoner's au
dacity and firmly announced that ev
erything possible should be done to ap
prehend him. With a perplexed frown
on her brow and a dubious twist to her
lips, she snid:
"I suppose I must offer a reward?"
"Certainly!" exclaimed her uncle.
"About 50 sawos, uncle?"
"Fifty!" cried the two men, aghast.
"Isn't that enough?"
"For the murderer of a prince?" de
manded Gaspon. "It would be absurd,
your highness. He is a most important
person."
"Quite so. He is a most important
person. I think I'll offer 5.000 gavvos."
"More like it. He is worth that, at
least," agreed Uncle Caspar.
"Beyond a doubt," sanctioned Gas
pon.
"I am glad you do not consider me
extravagant." she said demurely. "You
may have the placards printed at once,"
she went on, addressing the treasurer.
"Say that a reward of 5,000 gavvos
will be paid to the person who delivers
Grenl'ail Lorry to me."
"Would it not be better to say 'de
livers Grenfall Lorry to the tower?'"
submitted Gaspon.
"You may say 'to the undersigned'
and sign ray name," she said reflective
ly.
"Very well, your highness. They
shall be struck off this morning."
"In large type, Gaspon. You must
catch him if you can," she added. "He
is a very dangerous man, and royalty
needs protection." Witli this wise bit
of caution she dismissed tliQ. subject
and began to talk of the storm.
As the two young plotters were has
tening up the stairs later on au at
tendant approached and informed the
princess that Mr. Anguish requested an
audience.
"Conduct him to my boudoir." she
said, her eyes sparkling with triumph.
In the seclusion of the boudoir she and
the countess laughed like children over
the reward t'.at had been so solemnly
ordered.
"Five thousand gavvos!" cried Dag
mar, leaning back in her chair to em
phasize the delight she felt. "What a
joke!"
Tap, tap, came a knock on the door,
and in the same instant it flew open,
for Mr. Anguish was in a hurry. As
he plunged into their presence a pair
of heels found the floor spasmodically.
"Oh, I beg pardon!" he gasped as if
about to fly. "May I come in?"
"Not unless you go outside. You
are already in, it seems," said the. prin
cess, advancing to meet him. The
countess was very still and sfedate. "I
am so glad you have come."
"Heard about Lorry? The fool is
out and gone!" he cried, unable to re
strain himself. Without a word she
dragged him to the divan, and, be
tween them,' he soon had the whole
story poured into his ears, the princess
on one side, the countess on the other.
"You are a wonder!" he exclaimed
when all the facts were known to him.
He executed a little dance of approval,
entirely out of place in the boudoir of
a princess, but very much in touch
with prevailing sentiment. "But what's
to become of tne?" he asked after cool
ing down. "I have no excuse for re
maining in Graustark, and I don't like
to leave him here either."
"Oh, I have made plans for you,"
said she. "You are to be held as hos
tage."
"What!"
"I thought of your predicament last
night, and here is the solution: This
very day I shall issue an order forbid
ding you the right to leave Edelweiss.
You will not be in prison, but your ev
ery movement is to be watched. A
strong guard will have you under sur
veillance. and any attempt to escape or
to communicate with your friend will
result in your confinement and his de
tection. In this way you may stay'
here until the time comes to fly. The
Axphain people must be satisfied, you
know. Your freedom will not be dis
turbed. You may come and go as.you
like, but you are ostensibly a prisoner.
By detaining you forcibly we gain a
point, for you are needed here. There
Is no other way. in which you can ex
plain a continued presence in Grau
stark. Is uot my plan a good one?"
"It is beyond comparison," he said,
rising and bowing low. "So shrewd is
this plan that you make me a hostage
forever. I shall not escape its memory
if I live to be a thousand."
At parting she said seriously:
"A great deal depends on your dis
cretion. Mr. Anguish. My guards will
watch yot?/ every action, fur tfiey are
not in the secret excyijlinu Quinnox—:
and any attempt on your part to com
municate with 'irer.Vall Lorry will be,
fatal."
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"Trust
mo,
your
highness.
I
have
had much instruction in wi3dom to
day."
"I hope we shall see you often," she
said.
"Daily —as a hostage," ho replied,
glancing toward the countess.
"That means until the other man is
captured," said the young lady saucily.
As he left the castle he gazed at the
distant building in the sky and won
dered how it had ever been approached
In a carriage. She had not told him
that Allodo drove for miles over wind
ing roadi that led to the monastery up
a gentler jlope from the rear.
The next afternoon Edelweiss thrilled
with a new excitement. Prince Bola
roz of Axphain, innd with grief and
rage, came thundering into the city
with his court at his heels. Ilis wrath
had been increased until it resembled a
tornado when he read the reward pla
card in the uplands. Not until then did
he know that the murderer had es
caped and that vengeance might be de
nied him.
After viewing the body of Lorenz as
it lay in the sarcophagus of the royal
palace, where it had been borne at the
command of the Princess Yetlve, he de
manded audience with his son's be
trothed, and it was with fear that she
prepared for the trying ordeal, an in
terview with the grief crazed old man.
The castle was in a furore. Its halls
soon thronged with diplomatists and
there was au ugly sense of trouble in
the air, suggestive of the explosion
which follows the igniting of a powder
magazine.
The slim, pale faced princess met the
burly old ruler in the grand council
chamber. He and his nobles had been
kept waiting but a short time. Within
a very few minutes after they had been
conducted to the chamber by Count
Halfont and other dignitaries the fair
ruler came into the room and advanced
between the bowing lines of courtiers
to the spot where sat the man who held
Graustark in his grasp.
Bolaroz arose as she drew near, his
gaunt fnce black and unfriendly. Sho
extended her hand graciously, and he,
a prince for all his wrath, touched his
trembling lips to its white, smooth
back.
"I come in grief and sadness to your
court, moat glorious Yetive. My bur
den of sorrow is greater than I enn
bear." he said hoarsely.
"Would that I could give you conso
lation," sho said, sitting in the chair
reserved for her use at council gather
ings. "Alas, it grieves me that I can
offer nothing more than words." Tru
ly she pitied him in liis bereavement.
Bolaroz said that he had heard of
the murderer's escape and asked what
effort was being made to recapture
him. Yetive related all that had hap
pened, expressing humiliation over the
fact that her officers had been unable
to accomplish anything, adding that
she did not-believe the fugitive could
get away from Graustark safely with
out her knowledge. The old prince
was working himself back into the vio
lent rage that had been temporarily
subdued, and at last broke out in a
vicious denunciation of the careless
ness that lind allowed the man to es
cape. He first insisted that Dangloss
and his incompetent assistants be
thrown into prison for life or executed
for criminal negligence then he de
manded the life of Harry Anguish as
an alder and abettor in the flight of
the murderer. In both cases the prin
cess firmly refused to take the action
demanded. Then sho acquainted .him
with her intention to detain Anguish
as hostage and to have his every ac
tion watched in the hope that a clew to
the whereabouts of the fugitive might
be discovered, providing, of course,
that the friend knew anything at all
about the matter. The Duke of Miz
rox and others loudly joined in the cry
for Anguish's arrest, but she bravely
held out against them and in the end
curtly inform^ them that the Ameri
can, whom sl)4 believed to be Innocent
of all complicity in the escape, should
be subjected to no indignity other than
detention in the city under guard, as
she had ordered.
"I Insist that this man be cast into
prison at once," snarled the white lip
ped Bolaroz.
"You are not at liberty to command
in Graustark, Prince Bolaroz," she said
slowly and distinctly. "I am ruler
here."
Bolaroz gasped and was speechless
for some seconds.
"You Shall not be ruler long, madam,"
he said malevolently, significantly.
"But I am ruler now, and, as such, I
ask your highness to withdraw from
my castle. I did not know that I-was
to submit to these threats and insults
or I should not have been kind enough
to grant you an audience, prince though
you are. When I came to this room, it
was to give you my deepest sympathy
and to receive yours, not to be insulted.
You have lost a son, I my betrothed.
It ill becomes you, Prince Bolaroz, to
vent your vindlctiveness upon me. My
men are doing all in their power to
capture the man who lias so unfortu
nately escaped from our clutches, and
I shall not allow you or any one else to
dictate the manner in which we are to
proceed." She uttered these words
cuttingly and at their conclusion arose
to leave the room.
Bolaroz heard her through in surprise
and with conflicting emotions. There
was no mistaking her indignation, so
he deemed it policy to 1
Kittle
his wrath,
overlook the most offensive rebuke his
vanity had ever received and submit
to what was evidently a just decision.
(To Be Continued.)
Never Ask Advice.
""When you have a cough or cold
don't ask what is good for it and got
some medicine with little or no merit
and perhaps dangerous. Ask for Fo
ley's Honey and Tar, the greatest
throat and lung remedy. It cures
coughs and colds quickly. For sale* by
f\V. D. Elliott, on Main and Court Sts.
A curious man qan hardly
days' work.
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J.5.TRIGC. ROCKFORD, IA
CORRESPONDENCE 30LICITEP
When a man starts out in September
to mow weeds in field and on roadside
it is just like a case of deathbed re
pentance.
Any community which has a corn
cannery and a milk condensing factory
is bound to become wealthy, and the
fertility of its farms increase yc&r by
year.
A sound, fairly well built draft horse
four years old is not likely to bring less
than $175 (provided he weighs over
1,000 pounds) for many years to come.
Why not raise this kind?
It is of no use for the scientists to
tell us that afore shoulder beefsteak is
just as nutritious as a tenderloin, for
man in his ignorance and depravity
will keep right on buying tenderloin
and paying as much again for it.
With all the storms and floods of the
year 1903 the.season lias still been re
markably free from the work of the
cyclone, no serious destruction of life
or property having been reported from
any part of the country. The water
has got in its work and not the wind
this year.
The cause of bad roads may be lo
cated as much underneath as on the
surface of the roads. Given subsoil
saturated with water, and it is bound
to injuriously affect the roadbed, no
matter how the surface may be treated.
The very first and most important fac
tor in highway improvement is thor
ough drainage. :v
The car load of butter shipped from
the country creamery to the city takes
with it a smaller amount of the fer
tility of the farms whereon it was pro
duced than any other commodity pro
duced on the farms. This fact is
worth remembering by those who are
inclined to quit the dairy busines?.
Cow farms are always rich farms
An orchard of ten acres plantol
twelve years ago in northern Iowa, con
sisting of about an equal part of Ducli
ess, Patten's Greening and Wealthy
trees, has during the past four years
brought its owner a total return
ovfer $3,000, or an average income oi
$75 per acre per year. This is about a/i
good a record as the fjiilt Misers of tivs
Pacific coast can show up.
We lately spent a day in th'e corn
field selecting the seed corn for uei.t
year. Tfiere is really no labor about
fills, we counting it a pleasure to do it.
This method gives one the chance to
make a real selection of seed as to
type, maturity and perfection. Abov.t
ten or twelve bushels a day may lie
thus selected, and if intelligently do®e
it is one of the most profitably spent
days of the whole year of farm work.
It is worthy of comment that the
West India islands are now producing,
in but a small way as yet, it is true, a
quality of sea island cotton good
enough to command a price of 27
cents a pound. It looks as though, if
America is to hold the world's cotton
market, we must raise more and sell it
at a lower price, for manufacturers
In other countries are ransacking thi
whole world for cotton growing terri
tory. While they may find the territory
they won't find our colored brother,
wljo better than anybody else knows
how to grow cotton.
Now, here was a real disappointment.
After waiting eight long years to test
the quality of a new variety of apple,
said to be very fine, the tree at last
this year produced one lone sfrocimgii,
which' was carefully watched it de
veloped. When nearly ripe tie thought
to pick it but, wishing to determine its
season, we let it hang for a few days
longer, only to go out one moruing to
find that some unregenerate specimen
of the race bad gobbled it. We arc
free to admit that then we recalled
Tennyson's couplet:
Oh, would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise In me I
If you are an elderly man and down
in your luck, If a schoolteacher weary
of the nervous strain and fret of teach
ing the same old things over and over,
If you are one of those nice old maids
without definite aim or purpose in life,
try the poultry business. Here is a
business which can never be overdone,
one which is suited alike to men or wo
men, one.which requires but a small
capital and but a minimum of heavy
work, only just care and intelligence
no fortune in it, of course, but for any
practical man or woman in almost any
place a better living than many of
them have ever earned before. With
business.
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The Mr 000 horse power ditcher and
Its work are uf more interest to ?omo
communities in the west nowadays
than would be a new Hue of railway.
More acres of turnips are raised in
England than of wheat. The. turnip as
a meat maker is the foundation ero'.)'
of that country, where turnips grow as
nowhere else in the world.
Leaves mnke the finest mulch in the
world and the best of winter protec
tion for all tender vegetation. They
are not, however, a good thing to cove"
the strawberry bed with, as they pack
down too close and are apt to smother
out the plants. ,, j.
One of the most unreliable products
of the farm is a cold storage egg. *t
makes and dissipates fortunes each
year. It is a chilled dependent for fa
vor upon the caprices of winter weath
er and tlio whims of the hens. Like
man who has fallen from grace, it is
never so good as it was once.
So long as the south produces cotton
each year to the value of $500,000,000
just so long will the presence of the
negro to raise and harvest the crop be
an economic and commercial necessity,
it is folly to talk of segregating or ex
porting the colored man, for the south
would go to the dogs in ten years if
Sambo and his tribe should leave.
Success in the cultivation of the sug
ar beet defends largely upon first be
ing able to raise a beet sugar family,
which means about ten or a dozen boys
and girls with about a year or so dif
ference in their ages. The president
has the right idea of a beet sugar fam
ily. This is why the foreigner is bet
ter fitted for the beet sugar business
than the Yankee.
The prices at which dairymen in tlife
east are able to contract their milk to
the condensed milk factories arc such
as to make dairying a very profltab'1
business. We note the following scale
of prices paid in the state of New Jer
sey: For October, $1.50 per hundred
weight November, $1.G0 December,
$1.70 January, 51.7Q February, $1.60
March, $1.50. The prices for western
milk for the same months would be at
least 30 per cent less.
Railway corporations utilize the
mowing machine as much as possible
for the purpose of keeping their rights
of way free from weeds, some compa
nies now doing much work to so
smooth down the irregular surfaces as
to permit of running the mower. There
is a lesson here for highway supervi
sors, who tihould make every effort to
so leave the sides of the public high
ways that a mower could be run over
them twice a year. This would end the
unsightly and hurtful plague of weeds
(Which
bolder so much of the roadside."
Nearly every community north and
south harboi-* some son of nature who
persists in fishing all summer aud let
ting the county support,his family dur
ing the winter. Just what it is best to
do witli this sort of truck is a mighty
difficult problem, for the laws of the
laud will- not permit of their judicial
extermination. We believe that socie
ty would justify the government in
forcibly taking these fellows and put
ting them in the ariiiy or navy. It is
this sort of Invited and provpked pov
erty'that makes the working citizen
weary.
The half acre lawn around our home
was mowed nine times during the sum
mer just passed—a good deal of work
to secure and maintain a beauty spot
for the home, but we happen to know
that a woman will sometimes spend
over an hour a day just fussing with
her hair. We know of one man who
got his lawn mowed by his daughters
by getting them a light running ma
chine and, ~i jeping it in such perfect
order that the girls called it exercise
and not work, for some of the most de
sirable younfc men in the town made it
a point to go by and see the girls at
work, and—well, you all know how "it
works.
A reader, a young man, writes for
suggestions as to how best to carry on
a small ?ariri and says that he has al
ways Jived in a city and knows nothing
practical about farming. As he says
he intends to take up agriculture for a
permanent business and as it may safe
ly be assumed that lie wishes to buy
his experience as cheaply as possible,
we would suggest that he first go and
work for a year for some thorough and
successful farmer in the community
where lie exp.ects to go to farming. A
year so spent, coupled with the reading
of books and papers treating on agri
culture, would enable him to take up
his work for himself in an intelligent
and probably successful Hranns?,
We have a good friend who for the
past twenty years has been a mover.
He has never been able yet to find a
country or state which just suited him.
He hears of some new location aud
moves, stays three or four years, then
pulls up and tries another. He had
$10,000 when lie started to mov* twen
ty years ago. has tried a half dozen
kinds of business in as many different
places and last year returned to the
place wlienee be started with no mon
ey and quite a valuable chunk of expe
rience. He will now stay whercf he is
because he can't get away. We have
another friend who has lived on a
small farm for forty years, and, while
not so built that he could make money
very fast, he has reared a family which
eggs at 18 cents a dozen in October is a credit to him, has a large circle of
and not less than 14 cents any time of tried and true friends and neighbors
the year and cliicken meat all the way' and ample means to carry him down
from 8 to 20 cents a pound, there is a the declining'years of llfp. The last
jiice profit In taking up the poultry man has made a success of living, the
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*HB OP A HAILSTORM,
Nature gets on~au ugly tit once in'
awhile, and we have lately had an ex
perience which showed her at a I
her worst, it was September and I.»
vest time, when most of her cranky
fits are supposed to be over, when,
having given us all the summer pro
gramme of excosslvc heat,-spiteful
winds, a deluge of water and light
ning wreck, ws have come to regard!
her as satiated aud tired and rid of
her belligerent moods, bu^ just when
the apples were hanging all ready for
the pickers, when the corn was just
right to cut up. when the beans were
ready to pull and onions pulled and
drying prior to sacking, along, came a
hailstorm one afternoon, not an ordi
nary sprinkle of hail, say the size of
marbles, but a regular cleaning out of
the weather clerk's ice box upstairs,
great ragged, three cornered chunks of
ice big and hard enough to make a
dent :t quarter of an inch deep in a
pine board, and then, sure enough, it
was ail day with the nice crops—corn
stripped clean all save the ears, nub
!ng the field look like an army of
Shanghai roosters plucked clean all
save their tail feathers apples
smashed into cider pulp, and beans
thrashed clean, and onions left aa
though they had been struck with a
baseball bat. Five minutes did tha
business, and the writer of these notes
knows just how a fellow feels who if
dead sure that he has a good thing
and finds after all that he has not got
it. We expect hail In June, July and
rarely in August, but the September
hailstorm is the clipper when it comes.
Being an optimist, however, we look
on the bright side and have been flgu*
ing up how much we have saved by,
not having the com to cut up and thti
other crops to harvest, and then wo
feel thankful that the hail did not
shell the corn and leave us nothing
but cobs and that it could not reach
the potatoes. The prize acre of onions,
yielding over 600 bushels, was the
sorriest sight of the wreck. Practicing
what we preach, we are not going to
fret, but just try it again.
COMMON FOLKS.
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It often seems to us that there must
be an almost unendurable dead level
of monotony connected with the lives
and the work of many of the so called
common people—the men who just dig
ditches or shovel dirt pr carry "coal ot
watcli a machine do the same thing
over and over again day after day, the
army of patient toilers in mine and
factory, whose life history is reflected
in the ant hill or beehive men and wt*
men of just mediocre ability, who seem
to cheerfully recognize their narrow
limitations and wisely fall to fostei
ambitions which their good sense teach*
es them can never lie realized. The}
are born, marry and die just common
people, seemingly content and ttapp]
If there is enough Jo eat, drink ani
wear and a little competence for oil
age. Depressing and monotonous ai
these lives seem to be, yet In a senaij
they are or may be Invested with much
of human happiness. The. virtue o1
contentment is theirs, and that's a goad
deal. Then there is a larger fund of
human sympathy at their command-*
the cheerful willingness to lielp eadj
other and bear each other's burdens*1
than with more ambitious folk then
the unruffled current of their livep ex
empts them from much worritnent-'anfl
temptation, and so it comes that thesjfl
common people, the great rank aod
file of our American population, em
body about all the patriotism, mors]
worth and integrity of the nation. No
life is .a failure wtycb patiently and
loyally takes up tie burden of living
In any sphere of honorable employ
ment, which does its best, whether
be as a digger of ditchfes, a hewer of
wood or a drawer of water. The man
who toils day by day, who pays bis
debts, who recognizes the responsibly
ties of good citizenship, who is kind td
his family and neighbors, haB well ftih
filled the purpose of his existence even
though his name may not be known
outside his own little community dt
have never appeared in the columns
of his local paper.
LOOKING ON THB BRIGHT SIDE.
"It has been an off year with me thlj
year," said a farmer friend of ours a'
short time ago. "You see, I got my
land too rich for my oats, and they an
•\-ent down and did not fill. Then I
was hindered by the wet weather an|
did not get my corn planted in good
season, and the frost caught it. But,"
he added, "we have kept out of debt,
and we had th^ce good years before*
We have plenty to eat. our health Uj
good, the cows and the hens have done
well, and we have much to fie thank*
ful for." That's the right sort of spirit
looking on the bright side of things
and feeling grateful for the many
blessings conferred. Good luck sooft
comes to this sort of man and staya
with him.
THE RIOT OF WEEDS'.
Oh, the weeds, the weeds! What
riotous and luxuriant time they hati
had this year—wild hemp and sunfiown
er by the roadside, moruing glories anfl
foxtail in the cornfields, ragweed an&
ironweed smothering out the blu«
grass In the pastures, while purslanal
pre-empted the garden weeds in the]
hog lot, along fence row, in scbooM
yard, throttling all other vegetation!
with their rampant and dominant Hfej
sapping the fertility of the soil an®
only proving, so far as we are concerrU
ed, at least, two things—one that neaw
ly every farmer has more land than lis
can profitably work, and another thatl
the sheep hi^ a mission on the western
farm not yet understood and apprM
elated.
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