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I The Goddess I
it. —n IT 1 ?! By CHARLES GODDARD and £ C GOUVERNEUR MORRIS £ ! U v Novelized from the Photo Play of the eeme name produced by the J ‘ Vitagraph Company ■ ~ Copyright, 1915, by the Star Company SYNOPSIS. Professor Stilliter, psychologist, and Cordon Barclay, millionaire, plan to preach- to the world the gospei of effi ciency through a young and beautiful woman who shall believe that she is a * heaven-sent messenger. They kidnap the orphaned Utile Amesbury girl, playmate >f Tommy Bfeele, -and conceal her in a •.avein. In re of a woman, to be molded Jo their plan as she grows up. Fifteen ars elapse. Tommy is adopted by Bar- clay, but loses his heirship on a hunting trip discovers Celestia. Stilliter takes Celestia to New York. T<*mmy fol lows, siie g is away from both of them, and her real work begins. At Barclays’ invitation she meets a dozen of the busi ness barons who are converted to ber new gospel. She attends a ball and makes an impression on the society world. Tommy joins the labor ranks. Tommy plays Joseph to the wife of a modern Potiphar and is rescued from a lynching party by Cek-stia. who under Stilliler’s influence, refuses to speak to him. TENTH INSTALLMENT CHAPTER XIV. Although Kehr had been instructed to give Celestia every chance to settle the strike, ami to hinder her in noth ing. he was still determined to bring about his own kind of a settlement if possible. Close-fisted and narrow, he w'as nevertheless a man with beliefs and principles for which he was not only willing to sacrifice his fortune, but his life if necessary. To Kehr a man who agreed to work certain hours for certain wages and then went back on his agreement was no more to be considered or treated with than a mad dog. Conditions at Bitumen had come to such a pass that Kehr could see no possibility of compromise. The coun try was suffering from what amounted to a coal famine, and the fault lay, so Kehr honestly felt, with a group of two-legged animals who didn't know enough to come in out of the rain. He had goaded the strike leaders until they wore ready to order an attack on his stockade, and he was grimly ready and even eager for that attack to begin. Tommy had thwarted him once. Now they had sent Celestia to thwart him again. Still he received her with politeness, and told her that he was glad she had come. “I’m glad you’ve come, young lady, because 1 know your theories, and I’m glad to have the chance of showing you how impractical they are in the face of an actual condition. You want labor and capital to be friends and to work hand m hand. Can a gunman be friends with a bishop?” “Why yes,” said Celestia, “when they get s<4 they,understand each other. -day will come when there won’t be any gunmen.” “Nor any walking delegates, nor any fools who spend more than they can earn and then begin to holler murder and set off dynamite. Now you just sit down in that chair, and I’ll tell you in a nutshell the history of the last few years that has led up to the pres ent situation. To begin with I was a day laborer myself in these coal fields —” CWesiia raised her hand in protest, “Dtjn’t t II me your side of the quar rel,” ■av said; “tell me theirs. When your !. art is very hard against a man, the 1> st way to sot ten it is to say all the fav ruble things you can think of about him. I'd ’ike you to tell me all t! } - ■ things you can think of about Cause.erf and then I shall go to him and a ic him to tell me all the good tilings he can think of about you.” “From neither of us,” said Kehr grimly, "will you hear any good of the other.” “Then.” said Celestia. smiling gent ly * shall have to do the talking tor you uoth.” \ou can change me into a break fast food as easily as you can change Gunsdorf into a human being.” “Some day you and Gunsdorf will hands and you’ll both admit that •you were both wrong.” “You admit that he’s wrong?” “Yes. Mr. Kehr, and you too.” She rose and smiled upon him. “1 am to come and go as 1 please?” “If you go among those devils over there in the town I won’t be responsi ble for the consequences.” “But I’ve been among them already. They were going to hang a man, but they listened to reason.” “What man?” A vision of Mrs. Gunsdorf’s face floated through Celestia’s mind, and caused her eyes to narrow a little and look quite stony. “A man of no importance,” she said lightly. “But I shan’t go back to the town tonight. What is the password?” He told her. “I shall talk with some of your men tonight. And tomorrow I hope you will have a change of heart.” She smiled so sweetly at him that his crabbed old heart actually warmed toward her, and then she set out alone in the electric-lighted darkness to ex plore the strong place which capital had set up against rebellious labor. CHAPTER XV. Kehr must have had a military an r >stcr from whom he had inherited a talent (nr making defensive warfare as MEW TYPE OF MACHINE GUN Powerful Weapon That Is Being Man ufactured for the Army of the United States. Anew typk of machine gun, an im provement on the 1904 model of the Maxim gun made by Hiram Maxim. .lr. of Hartford, Conn„ has been adopt ed by the United States army, and plans are already well advanced for its manufacture. The local armory is aiifeiidv constructing a model, which nasty as possible. From the outside his stockade surrounding several acres of ground presented no great obstacle to an attack in force. It was not as high as it might have been, nor as I thick or strong. The tops of the logs of which it had been built were not even pointed. It did not seem to have been pierced with a sufficiency of holes for rifles. Indeed Mr. Kehr’s stockade was not so much a defense as a temp tation. His real defenses began just inside. For twenty feet the ground was pitted like a sieve, in each pit a I pointed stake had been planted, up i right. Within this ring of mischance were vicious entanglements of barbed wire. In Mr. Kehr's plan of defense the stockade would be surrendered after a mere show of resistance, the strikers swarming over the top would become i entangled among the staked pits and the barbed wire like flies in a spider’s web, and then Kehr could make them sorry that they had ever been born. He had two machine guns placed on an eminence from which they could sweep the whole inner ring of the stockade. He had plenty of rifles, plenty of am munition, and what was more impor tant he had plenty of men who could be relied on to shoot down their fel low men. If by any chant*? the stockade and the entanglements were carried, the assailants would be confronted by an inner stockade, higher and stronger, built around a spring and well stocked with provisions. Hut the attack, Kehr felt, if it ever did come to a head would end bloodily and ingloriously in the barbed wire. Four feet from the top of the main stockade on the inner side was a shelf like walk of heavy planks from which sentnes could look out upon the world beyond. Celestia’s first act of exploration was to climb a ladder which gave access to this narrow way and start along it. Almost instantly the white apparition was challenged by a sentry. Celestia gave the password and made the man tell her what his hours and duties were. “Do you really mean,” she said, ‘‘that if you saw a man out there, and asked him his business, and got no answer, that you would try to shoot him?” “If I saw him in this light,” said the sentinel, “he’d be so near that 1 wouldn't have to try. I couldn't miss him.” “And he might be a deaf man who didn't hear your challenge, I don’t think you’d shoot him, would you? Wouldn’t you just shoot somewhere near him to frighten him?” She looked the man steadily in the face. “Wouldn’t you?” “I got no business talking to anyone when I’m on duty.” “Wouldn’t you?” The man made a snuffling noise. “If 1 hear you fire,” said Celestia, “I shall know that you’ didn’t shoot to -kill, shan’t I?” The sentry, an alert young fellow to begin with, seemed now to have fallen into a kind of trance. “I guess,” he said, “I’d do anything you said if you looked at me while you said it.” Celestia smiled and passed on. She made the whole tour of the stockade, instilling merciful feelings into the heart of each sentry she met. At last, just as th f e moon was rising and flood ing the world with light, she came back to the first sentry. It was easy to see that he was glad she back. He drew a long breath and his eyes brightened. “Why," she asked, “have almost all the trees been cut down?” "So’s we can see the strikers a long way before they get to us.” “Then why have they left that one big grove so near the stockade? They could take shelter in that, and if they had a small cannon —” “But they haven’t.” “They ought to have, oughtn't they? If it’s to be a fair fight. But there won’t be any fight, will there? Still you haven’t told me why all the trees have been cut down except that one grove—see, it’s got a fine old stone wall around it. If 1 were the captain of the strikers —” “It was left standing especial.” said the sentry, “by Mr. Kehr’s orders. And he knows why it’s been left, even if nobody else does. I'm dead certain of one thing. Anybody who thinks he’s safe in that grove will be* making a great big mistake.” “But why? A bullet can’t go through a stone wall or a big tree.” “Do you know what a blast is?” “I think so.” “Well, suppose the strikers occupied that grove in numbers and began to fire on us. Suppose just then every tree in the grove blew to pieces and fell on ’em, and the stone wall sailed up in the air and fell on ’em, and the earth they stood on opened up and swallowed ’em, and shut its mouth on ’em afterward and wouldn’t let ’em out?” “Is that what it’s for?” *T don’t know, ma’am. You asked me what it’s for, and I don’t know, t’ta only telling you what it might be win be a standard for the army, the plans for which were secured from England. This gun overcomes the dif ficulties of jamming experienced in both the 1904 Maxim and the Benet- Mercier machine gun now used by the army, it being possible to fire 16,000 rounds without jamming. This has been demonstrated by elaborate tests made in Texas. The new gun has al ready been adopted by the English army, and is now being used in the European war. In fact, several im provements have been suggested as a for. What it would be for. If 1 was old man Kehr.” “How would he make it all blow up?” asked Celestia. “By electricity. He’d have a switch somewhere that connected up all the detonators in the grove. ’ “What is a switch?” The sentry explained as well as he could, and after wishing him good night. Celestia went slowly away, deeply pondering. - While she pondered on this, she heard herself sharply challenged, and found herself face to face with a black-bearded man who stood with his back to a sheet-iron door in the side of a small sheet-iron house, that had no windows. Celestia gave the word for the night and asked the man what he was guard ing. / He shook his head. “But I want to go in and see for myself,” said Celestia. “Mr. Kehr told me that I could go wherever 1 liked.” “Door locked,” said the man sim ply, “and Mr. Kehr don’t want anyone fooling round this building.” “Haven’t you got the key?” His eyes were beginning to feel the magic of her eyes, and his ears of her voice. “I have not.” “But you know where it is?” “What if I do?” “Why, you’d tell me, and I could get it and open this door.” The man tried to laugh roughly and failed. “Where is it?” she asked. There was a short battle of eyes, and Celestia as usual conquered. “Mr. Kehr said you could go where you liked?” Celestia simply nodded and contin ued to look the man in the eyes. He hesitated a moment, and then leaned over and lifted a large, flat stone. Un der the stone a bright nickel-plated key shone in the moonlight. “Thank you,” said Celestia. And she took the key and opened the iron door of the iron house and went in. “For God s sake,” said the man, all trembling now at what he had done; “don’t touch anything. Only look!” “Then,” said Celestia, “come and show me what there is to see. It’s all dark in here.” The man followed her hastily into the building and struck a match. “That there!” he said in a whisper; “that there switch. That’s all there is to see. Now come out. Please do.” The match had gone out. Celestia followed the sentry into the ope.n air, and while he relocked the door, and rehid the key, she thanked him very graciously, as if he had done her some small gracious favor. Well, she had seen the switch and just before the match went out, she had read these words painted on a rectangle of white cardboard: “Don’t touch. Dynamite!” “And what, ’ she said sweetly, “are your orders about that switch? What will be the occasion of setting off the dynamite?” The sentry affected not to hear. “You have to tell me,” said Celestia. After a moment’s silence, he said: “I’m only to close the circuit ou a direct order from Mr. Kehr. I don’t i — ——■ mm —————Mß* “lt ? s a Trap, if You've Got Any Sense You’ll Get Out Before You Are Blown Up.” know why I’m to close it. Or what will happen if I do.” “When you do.”* said Celestia, “lots of poor wives will be left without hus bands, and lots of poor babies will be left without fathers.” The sentry shuddered. “So you won’t obey that order, will you ?” “An order is an order, ma’am.” “I am giving you an order.” “I take my orders from Mr. Kehr.” “The order I am giving you is from God. Look at me.” He looked at her, and after a time, whether the order came to him from God or not, he knew that he must obey it. Celestia strolled away in the moon light. ‘ Soon," she thought, “I shall have arranged there shall be no de fense; I must also arrange that there shall* be no attack. No wonder they sent me—so many human beings don’t seem to be human.” -v CHAPTER XVI. If Celestia had had a square deal from Kehr she might have reduced the hostile feelings of the strikers and the strike-lyeakers to nothing and brought about peace In Bitumen. But it was written that while she slept soundly in the little house which had been set aside for her use. Kehr. who result of its use in the present war, and will be incorporated In the new model if deemed advisable. The new Vickers gun. so-named from the partners of Mr. Maxim, has its improvements in the feed box, the cartridges going into the box on a belt from above instead of below, as in the 1904 model. In the Benet-Mer cier gun the feeding is done with flat strip containing some 30 cartridges. The gun rests on a tripod, weighs. 65 pounds instead of 34 pounds, and la water-cooled instead of air-cooled. THE SEA 00A8T ECHO. BgY ST. LOOTS. MISSISSIPPI never slept in times of danger, went on a midnight tour of inspection, and made certain discoveries which filled him with anger and anxiety. The very first sentry whom he talked to made a damaging confession. "Seen nothing tonight?” Kehr asked. "Only the lady, sir.” "What lady?” "The lady in white.” “Oh!” “Yes, sir.” The sentry gave the appearance of one who wishes to speak, but is afraid. “Well, what is it?” "After talking with her, sir, I think I ought to be relieved. My orders is to shoot to kill- After talking with her, sir, 1 couldn’t do it.” "You wouldn’t obey my orders?” “I couldn’t, sir.” "When you have been relieved, you will report at the guard house. You are a prisoner.” “Yes, sir.” Kehr returned his headquarters and gave orders that all the men then on sentry duty should be relieved, and sent to him. From all he obtained similar confessions to that made by the first sentry. One by one he inter viewed every man in his command, and found, to bis great relief, that only those on duty at the time when Celes tia had made her tour of inspection had been tampered with. These he had locked up. Early the next inorning Gunsdorf, Carson, Cracowitz and Tommy Bar clay arrived before the gate of the stockade under the protection of a white flag, and w r ere admitted pres ently. after being blindfolded, to a parley with Kehr. % “Barclay.” Gunsdorf explained, “comes on a private matter He ■wants to thank the lady who saved his life yesterday. If that isn't pos sible he wishes permission to go go back to his friends in town.” “You others have come on business. Well, I’ll listen to-you once more —if I can. Barclay may see the lady.” Tommy was blindfolded once more, and escorted to Celestia’s house. He was pushed in, told to take off the bandage over his eyes, and heard the door lock behind him. He found himself in a plain little sitting room about twelve feet square. Two doors opened from it, but both at the moment .vere closed. Of Celes tia there was neither sight nor sound Tommy seated himself in a plain deal chair, and waited. Half an hour passed. Then he began to call to her. at first softly and then more loudly: "Celestia —oh Celestia —where are 3'ou? It’s Tommy." Presently he heard himself an swered in a sleepy voice. "What is it? I’ve just waked up.” “Don’t trouble then —later will do. I came to thank you for yesterday, and to ask why you wouldn't speak to me. I couldn’t sleep. I had to come.” “I’ll come in a little while,” said Celestia. '"Do you mind waiting?” After what seemed an eternity to Tommy she came. "Oh, Celestia. ’ he said, “you hurt me so. Why wouldn’t you speak to me?” “I don’t quite said hesi tatingly, “but I will now Only I don’t want to be thanked. I want to forget all about that. We can talk as we go. I am going to talk to the strikers this morning. Already some of the men here feel more peaceful. The main thing is that there mustn’t be any blood shed until I have had a chance to make everybody see every thing in a true light. You stopped one attack on the stockade. That was fine!” "It was common sens£.” "It was fine! Shall we start now?” "Have you had breakfast?” “Some of the strikers will give me a cup of coffee. That’s all I need.” She smiled radiantly upon him, and went to the’door of the house, "It’s locked.” “Yes, I know.” Celestia raised her voice. "You! without there! Open the door!” A stern voice answered her; "Orders are to keep the door locked and shoot anybody who tries to leave the house,” “What does it mean?” “This, I think.” said Tommy; “Kehr wants the stockade attacked. He is afraid I will -prevent the attack, and that you will prevent the defense. So he’s locked us both up. Gunsdorf and a committee of strikers are with him now. They will make certain unrea sonable demands. He will refuse. as in the case of the Benet-Mercier. The increased weight Is not so great as to detract seriously from its in creased advantages, in the opinion of experts, the only serious handicap over the Benet-Mercier being in the water-cooling device which win require additional equipment for transporta tion. The gun will fire 800 rounds a When they return to the town the at tack will begin. And if they don’t re turn to the town by eleven o’clock, the attack will begin." Celestia pondered this for a few minutes. Then she said: "We ll need all our strength. Have you had breakfast?” "I couldn’t eat till I’d seen you and you'd spoken to me.” Celestia laughed and once more ap proached the door. "How about breakfast?” she called. "Orders are to supply breakfast on demand." "Can you make it breakfast for two?” "Certainly.” Ten minutefc later the door was opened, a steaming tray was slid along the floor through the opening, and the door was once more closed and locked. Almost in silence for they were both very hungry, Celestia and Tommy ate a hearty breakfast CHAPTER XVII. Once again as at the Octagon fire, Celestia and Tommy found themselves in agreement. Each was bent upon saving life. Tommy told Celestia of ; the fighting temper the strikers were m. and Celestia told Tommy of Kehr’s preparations for making the defense of the stockade a shambles of those who should attack it. She told him, too, how she had made a beginning of softened hearts; but seeing that she had been locked up she feared that the softened hearts had owned up to Kehr and been put where they could do no mercy “But Tommy,” she said, "they wouldn’t be such fools as to attack in broad day, would they?” "They are very strong numerically, and very weak in the head Their cause is just enough, but they always present it to notice in unjust ways. Their every passion seems to them an argument. Labor is its own worst enemy. What labor needs is friends, friends of education and experience, dispassionate men and women with no ax to grind. If they succeed in rushing this stockade and massacring everybody in it. what earthly good will it do them? None. And they don’t see it They think capital will be so frightened that it will simply curl up its toes and yield to their every demand. Why, Celestia. there are men in that, town so ignorant — you wouldn’t believe it! There are grown men over there who think that all the forces of American capital are impounded in this stockade, and that if these forces are scotched cap ital will no longer have anyone to take un the glove for it. Gunsdorf’s a wise old fellow. But he’s not in this game because he loves labor, but be cause he loves Gunsdorf. Carson is a fanatic —an honest fanatic. Craco witz is an out-and-out anarchist. It’s a pity, because fundamentally theirs is the side of justice. 1 wish I could hear what they are saying to old man Kehr. I’m afraid it won’t be a sooth ing interview’ for anyone.” "They came with you?” Tommy nodded. "I begged them not to come, but Gunsdorf would do it. I think —” “What?” “I think that if there is an attack on the stockade Gunsdorf doesn’t want to be mixed up in it —technically. I think he intends to make Kehr so an gry that Kehr will throw him and his companions into the lockup, white flag and all. Gunsdorf’s not return ing at the given time, eleven o'clock will be the signal for the attack; and good Lord how r the poor fools will be slaughtered.” "If you could get to them, and tell them about Gunsdorf.” "They might not believe me, but if I could get to them I’d certainly try it.” “He has no right to lock us up," said Celestia. “I wonder how many men are guarding this house?” It was only a matter oC moments to ascertain that there weijp only two. "Fve got an idea,” she said, "but I don't like it. That woman put it into my head.” “What woman?’ “You know ” "Mrs. Gunsdorf?" Celestia nodded. “That man out in fren lie said, “is a human being. If he heard a woman screaming for help, he would try to help her, w’ouldn’t he?” "Celestia!” “Oh, you mustn’t be frightened," said Celestia coldly. "You will be hiding behind that door. When he rushes in to save me, you will have to seize him and keep him quiet until we can get away. But you mustn’t hurt him.” "Suppose the other sentry comes, too?” "He won’t hear. I’ll only scream — in moderation.” Tommy laughed aloud, and Celestia, forgetting about the Gunsdorf woman, laughed, too. The sentry who guarded the front of the house heard a sound of shades being drawn, and found that the room to the left of the front door, had, as it were, closed its eyes. For a moment the sentry smiled cynically. Then re membering the one glimpse he had had of Celestia, and her wonderful look of candor and innocence, the smile faded from his face, and its place was taken by an expression of anxiety. Just at that moment the door knob turned violently this way and that, and as suddenly was still again. Then the sentry heard a voice—a woman's voice—a half choked voice, full of fear and horror, that half moaned and half said: “D-o-n’t! D-o-n’t!” Then there was a sound of a heavy Powder Hard to Obtain. Into the manufacture of shells and cartridges there enter metals and ex plosives. The metals are easy to ob tain and the means of working them is not difficult. Companies engaged in other lines of manufacture can make the metal parts of shells, but only powder manufacturers can make the necessary explosives, says Engi neering Magazine. It would seem prob able that the production of ammuni tion has been limited by the supply of powder rather than by the capaciti body being dragged away from tile door. The sentry didn’t hesitate a mo ment. He unlocked the door, flung it open and leaped into the hallway. He was in time to see Celestia’s heels bump over the threshold ot the parlor door as Tommy, half laughing and half ashamed, dragged her in from the hall. The sentry leaped to the rescue of those heels and their beautiful owner. The situation with which he found himself confronted in the parlor was not, however, in the least what he expected. Against the opposite wall stood the female prisoner—laughing. The male prisoner was nowhere to be seen. The gallant sentry’s lower jaw dropped and hung loosely. Celestia stopped laughing and come a step forward, looking the sentry squarely in the eyes. He had been — ■■ — 1 ** jsSflK One by One He Interviewed Every Man on Guard. warned not to look at her, but he couldn’t help himself. “I hope you are not going to shoot anybody with that gun.” “No, ma’am.” “Then put it down.” * He did so. “Come here!" He approached close to her. “Will you do me a favor?” "Yes, ma’am.” lie had to say it. . “Promise?” “I want you to wait in this room in the most comfortable chair and not leave it for an hour Will you do’ that?” The man was completely hypno tized. “Come. Tommy,” said Celestia. They closed the parlor door after them and slipped cautiously out of the house. But there was no need of caution. The platform along the stockade was lined with Kehr’s men, and the attention of these was engaged with matters outside the stockade and be yond. “By George!” exclaimed Tommy, “They must be expecting an attack.” They ran across the open space to the main gate of the stockade, and were halted by a sentry. the pass word of the night before had not been changed. Celestia gave it, and rsked the man to open the gate. He had orders to let no one leave the stockade. He found himself looking into a pair of profound eyes, that somehow or ether seepicd to muddle his brain. “You must open It —for me." He hesitated, then turned slowly, and began to fumble with the some what complicated fastenings of the gate. A few moments later Tommy and Celestia were in the open About two hundred yards distant was the grove, surrounded by a stone wall, which Kehr had not razed with the rest of the timber It was swarm ing with men. Celestia turned the color of ashes. And without a word she darted to ward the grove as fast as she could run, followed by Tommy. Cries to stop reached them from the top of the stockade, but they ran on “Shall I bring them down, sir?” “No,” said Kehr. “Damn them!” His face was convulsed with rage and disappointment He saw Celestia spring to the top of the stone wall ajid begin to speak to the men who swarmed in the grove. And his fury knew no bounds. But mingled with it was a cold streak of caution. He had but to make a certain signal with his arm, and the men in that grove and Celestia and Tommy and the stone wall and the grove itself would fly heavemvard in one awful discharge of dynamite; but that signal he dared not give. “Listen to me,” Celestia was crying, “and believe me. You’ve got to be lieve me. You think you are sheltered here. The whole grove is mined. One spark of electricity and you will all be blowm to pieces.” The men hestitate.d, and looked at her in wonder. Tommy came to her aid. “Do you think Kehr would leave this cover for your benefit? It’s a trap. If you’ve got any sense at all, you’ll get out before you are blown out.” Kehr, watching from the stockade, saw his victims beginning to escape. They left the grove in twos and threes, sullenly but not. slowly. Ce lestia. still standing on t,he top of the wall had turned and faced the stock ade, her hands on her hips. So standing the sun shone full upon her, and she gleamed with a bright ness and glory that seemed hardly to belong to this earth. Even Kehr was moved. True cour age always moved him. And in his flinty heart there was a certain sense of relief. It w;ould have been horrible to blow so many men to pieces—dogs and foola though he honestly though* them. CTO BE rOMTTXUKn.' of making the rest of the shells. But this difficulty is rendered less by the practice largely followed by shipping the shells uncharged and letting the foreign governments insert the pow der. Bottles In a Trunk. If you have to park bottles in a trunk, tie in the corks and wrap them in soft towels, garments, etc., and place in the middle of the trunk away rom anything the contents would ruin i' leakage occurs. PRODUCING EGGS IN WINTER Keep Before Hens Constant Supply of High Protein Meat Scrap, Grit and Fresh Water. Keep before the hens that you are using for winter egg production, a con stant supply of high protein meat scrap. coTrpplete grit, crushed oyster shell, and supply fresh, clean water abundantly and regularly, and see to H that the water does not become ‘rozen in cold weather, as there has been no invention forthcoming from aur geniuses in this line of industry which will provide the chicken with an icepick. Animal food is extremely essential in securing heavy winter egg yield, and as a rule, this can best he sup plied in the form of meat scrap, as it it the most economical and convenient form obtainable. Fowls greatly prefer green-cut bone, and if it is practical, we should re spect our feathered friends' tastes as near as possible. ——- BREED FROM VIGOROUS HENS Ideal Mating for Breeding Purposes Is Yearling Cocks With Well-Devel oped Yearling Females. Ry .T. R. DOUGHERTY. tTnivorsity < r California. College of Agriculture.) The production of a large egg con tainlng a strong embryo and plenty of nourishment requires that a hen pos sess well-matured productive organs. It is necessary that the embryo not only have plenty of space within the I J J ' . I* V Five-Months-Old Barred Rock Pullet, Owned by Fred Kuntz, Forest Glen, 111. shell in which to grow but also be sup plied with an abundance of food mate rials with which to make that growth. A pullet does not ordinarily possess reproductive organs sufficiently w* II developed to produce such an egg. Therefore a pullet does not prodme as good hatching eggs and is not as desirable for breeding purposes a is the yearling hen. The .pullet must necessarily utilize some of her ener gies in further growth-and develop meat. After attaining her full 5i,..-, she still has to fill out. and mature as well us strengthen her laying orr s through use. Among the Mediterranean da. f fowls, such as the Leghorn and Mmor ca, the males seem to develop sexually more rapidly than the females. Well developed Mediterranean cockerels are therefore very often used as breeders when muted with yearling hens. The ideal mating, however, for breeding purposes, is that of vigorous yearling cocks with well-developed yearling hens. DAMAGED WHEAT FOR FOWLS Large Part of Crop Unfit for Milling Can Be Fed to Poultry —Hold on to Late Pullets. The frequent statement that a iarg' part of the winter wheat crop will prove unfit for milling should be en couraging to poultry-keepers as indi eating cheaper feed this winter Th< proportion is put at. 60,000,000 to 100,- 000,000 bushels out, of 600.000,000 bush els. It is said that it can be fed to hogs. It can also he fed to chickens, if not too musty. Caution should be used on that point. “It’s an ill wind that blows nobody good." and poultry keepers should not he in haste to mar ket late-hatched pullets on the ground that it will cost too much to feed them until spring. High Egg Production. Some of the characteristics in fowls of high egg production are: Late molt and rough appearance, pale shanks, black ear lobes, and wide spread pelvic bones. The activity of the fowl is a very good indication of high egg production. Cull the Flock Early, Begin to cull early, selecting the more promising ones and see that they have an abundance of room, not only in yards, but in roosting quar ters as w r ell. Let the Horse Roll, Let the horse have a chance to roll as often as possible; it will rest and refresh him. Give him a little clean earth or a piece of sod to eat now and then; ha ernes it. and it is good for his stomach and blood. Care for Young Horses. Look out for the weanings and colts as cold weather approaches. Be sure that they go into winter quarters in the pink of condition, for there wnere the profit comes in.