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Wiji &•&' Al -fe rf.o •if V1 ^un Gkajilw 1£«4L^ PBLANO, Publisher.:? 1^QH. N. OAK WHEN BETTY'S CHURNING. She stands within the dairy door, A comely maid. While I to 'proach would fain be bold, |p & 4 Yet am afraid Plies she the dasher valiantly, My ardor spurning— picture in a rustic frame Is Betty churning. p4av &•? 1 i ?\V Within her reach the roses droop, All envy-laden At seeing the red cheeks that grace This perfect maiden While at her feet the violets, With fine discerning, Look up to watch the blue eyes of My Betty churning. •ir-, jP Nov is the sunbeam that athwart The door is gleaming M«re golden than her smoothed hair— 'Tis no vain seeming: The milk that fills the polished pans, To cream a-turning, Is no whit whiter than the arms Of Betty churning. With sleeves up to the elbow tucked In careless fashion, And plenteous apron hung about In fear of splashin', She plays the dasher up and down While I, a-burning. Feel that my heart is being hit When Betty's churning. Ah me! I can but sigh and hope Poor heart a-flutter!— That she will yield ar.d let me help To make-the butter,. That she will pity me and heed My fervent warning And let me call her mine—my own— My Betty churning. —Charles Monck Ryan, in'Detroit Pep per Sauce. Traced Through a Paper By John J. Armstrong:. Wthe If HITWORTH, may I borrow this?" queried Sherman, pick ing tip current.nuinber of a certain popular weekly journal from my lit tered table. "With pleasure," I returned, readily. **I commend you on your discrimina tion. For enjoyably passing away a leisure space, the paper you have se cured is all that could be wished. You'll return it, won't you?" "Certainly," he replied and for a moment there was silence between us, the while I regarded him wonderingly. "Concerning that little matter be tween us," he drawled, with his nasal Yankee twang—and I couldn't help l»ut notice the supercilious curl on his thin lips—"it's thoroughly understood, eh The lady to the man who can win her?" My answer was an acquiescent in clination of the head. "Ah, well," he went on, sneeringly, "I guess you'll survive the disappoint ment, sonny. I'm off to see her now." I laughed provokingly, for though the betrothal ring had not been ob tained by me, May and myself, I im agined, thoroughly understood each •ther. Sherman turned at the door, an ugly •cowl on. his swarthy face, and request ed to know the cause of my hilarity: but, with an expressive shrug, I signi fied that explanation was unnecessary. Crushing the paper savagely in his hand, he departed. We were fellow curators, Abe Sherman and I, in the B— art gallery, and our duty consist ed in safe-guarding the various treas ures which were daily exhibited to the public. At tlie time I tell of we curators were smarting under a sense of stigma, for, Respite all precaution, about three weeks previously some costly speci mens of uncut gems belonging to the permanent collection had unaccount ably disappeared from their case. The affair savored of the miraculous, for, though the stones had vanished, the case had been left absolutely intact. Stung with the taunts of negligence, all had protested that their vigilance had never been relaxed and that the theft could not possibly have been com mitted in their respective duties. After the stir had quieted some what, and the vituperative energy of •the local newspaper correspondents had been dulj* worked off, the affair looked like being relegated to the long list of unsolvable mysteries. But the stigma was not so readily effaceable., and, as for mj-self, I confess it certainly rankled, filling me with a determina tion to keep myself fully alive in the future. Sherman was the latent addi tion to the guardian staff. From the very first day he had entered the gal lery—two months previously—he had performed his duties in an exemplary manner that left no room for complaint. His credentials from the other side had been exceptional and the chief was con vinced of his integrity. Not so myself, however, for, some days after the robbery, I had been somewhat astonished, when wc had been on duty together, to observe what teemed to me like a prearranged signal pass between himjind a' suspicious lookipg visitor whom fluid been keep ing under close observation. Probably it signified nothing. I was mistrustful, lor was he not my rival? And yet— The very morning after the conver sation between us set forth at the com mencement of this relation, however, the whole place was thrown into con sternation by the startling announce ment made by Jukes, the guardian on duty, that the RajaVs sword-hilt had disappeared during the night. This curio—a costly specimen of in crusted jewel work—had been spirited away in a like mysterious manner. Excitedly, we clustered round the case, which, as far as the eye could discern, »was intact, and hoarsely whispered conjectures as to the perpetrator flew from lip to lip the while we waited the arrival of the chief and the local de tectives. "It's- a gang for a fiver!" was the dic tum: of the officer, as he rapidly gleaned the facts. "Who was on duty last night In this room?" "I was so, officer!" Sherman ex claimed, promptly. "Did you note anything suspicious?" "Nothing!" he returned, emphatic ally. "Between four and six the place was practically deserted, but I was Tight here all the time, and, after the fate affair, I tell you a fly couldn't have annexed a spark of dust without me •potting him. It beats me!" "Umph!" exclaimed the officer, scan aing the case closely through his lens. JSA.1L *1 'i .vas&i. "The dies have flown this time, any how, in spite of the spider's watchful ness." Sherman slarted at the implied impu tation—an action which was not lost on the astute detective, who, having com pleted his examination, without an other word accompanied the chief into I.is sanctum. "We'll, Sherman," I remarked banter ingly, when we were left alone—for the temptation to have a quiet fling at him proved irresistible—"how fared the quest Did the lady prove amenable to your blandishments?" "Yes, sonny," he retorted,.displaying his strong, white teeth in an exasperat ing grin, "you can congratulate me, I reckon, right now!" And with a short laugh he turned on his heel and strode away, leaving me absolutely dumfounded at his amazing imdncity. "Oh, by-the-bye," he remarked, stay ing at the door, "here's your paper. (iuess we're still friends, anyhow Shake! No? Well, just as you please." As he drew the journal from his breast-pocket, all unobserved by him a small fragment of paper fluttered to the floor. "Well, for a cool liar," I burst out, hotly, "you certainly take it!" But he only replied with a mocking laugh, as he swung through the door and disap peared. Half-mechanically I stooped and picked up the crumpled bit of paper xvhieh had fallen from his pocket. Smoothing it out I discovered upon it what at first sight appeared to be an arithmetical calculation of some sort. It was scribbled in pencil, and read as follows: 543-4-9—409.2. 1.7.4S.3 19 22.214.171.124—17.11.14—6— 126.96.36.199—21.29.—29.17.3. Turning the paper over curiously in my fingers I scrutinized the figures again and again in a vain endeavor to decipher their meaning, and then, sud denly, as I noted the indistinct impress of the circular dating-stamp, which proclaimed that it had passed'through the post office, it struck me that this was no arithmetical calculation, but a cipher message of some kind. But what could it mean? "543—4-9 Puzzled, I dropped into the window seat, and, as I did .so, my eyes lit upon ••he folded cover of the journal beside me. The top portion of the front cover, bearing the familiar title and the date, alone was visible. "543—4-9!" I repeat ed, abstractedly. And then, all in a mo ment, it occurred to me that I also had many times jotted down just such an other batch of figures in certain futile attempts to win an initial letter com petition, which some time previously had been announced weekly bv this, my favorite journal. The idea was to form the best sentence from the initial let ters so taken, and as I noted the num ber of that issue and the date of the paper—April 9—the connection struck me, and I divined that the key lay to iaj- Angers. Eagerly turning the leaves I found the page indicated, "409," and scrutin ized the second column for tlie clew to the hidden message. Nor did I look in vain, for at a glance I discovered that the initial letters of many of the lines the page down wer« ticked by a very faint pencil-mark. This, then, was why the wily Sher man, who had never to my knowledge manifested any interest in the period ical literature of the day, had borrowed my journal. He had had some ulterior motive. This weekly paper was a key to a prearranged code of correspon dence with some acquaintance. The mystery was a mystery no longer. The enigma was solved! Deducing that the figures given in dicated the number of the respective lines?I set to work with my pencil, and in a few moments had evolved the fol lowing message from the initial letters of the lines corresponding to the num bers: "Meet—7—mail—I'll— swag —O. K.—Kit." For some seconds I gazed at the words before me at a loss to comprehend their meaning. Then, their full significance dawned upon me, and I sprang to my feet .with a suppressed cry of triumph. "So, Mr. Sherman," I muttered, "you have employed your slack time to some purpose." Without loss of time I sought the de tective and the chief, and straightway placed the facts before them. The offi cer listened to my breathless explana tions in silence, and, when I had fin ished my recital, his face was illumined by a meaning smile. "Mr. Whit worth," he remarked, de liberately, carefully placing the papers in his pocket, "I congratulate you on your perspicuity. From the first I sur mised the culprit must be looked for in side the building. My examination of the case strengthened this belief. The screws along the side, proximate to the missing relic, have been tampered with, allowing the case to be tilted upwards from its supporting pedestal and the insertion of the depredator's hand. The marks of the screwdriver were fresh upon them, and, though scarcely apparent to the naked eye, easily dis cernible through my glass. The theft I am prepared to swear could hardly be accomplished under two minutes by the most dexterous swellmobsman at large. "Two minutes is a long time, con sidering the publicity of the apartment. Wherefore my deduction! The robbery was committed between four and six yesterday afternoon. "I need scarcely impress upon you the imperativeness of absolute silence. Good! You will meet me at six in the station-master's office. For this night only, you and I will pose as railway porters." Punctually at the time appointed 1 presented myself at the rendezvous, at tired in a great-coat with upturned col lar which completely shrouded my fea tures. Molineux, the officer, smiled ap provingly at my precaution, and in a few whispered words indicated his plans for the capture of the cunning rogues. In a short time we had succeeded in transforming ourselves into passable members of the porter fraternity, and, as I regarded myself amusedly in the glass, I was prepared to defy anyone to recognize in this rough-lookingrailway servant, "bearded like the pard," the clean-shaven custodian of the municipal art treasures. As the London mail was signaled into the station we made our way on to the platform, and, mixing with the waiting crowd, busied ourselvet officiously with the passengers' luggage. "Now, Whitworth, keep your eyes peeled," enjoined Molineux, in a hoarse whisper, as the train glided along the platform and the passengers surged forward to secure their seats "you're dealing with a deep lot. Take my word for it." Even as he spoke I discerned a muffled figure crouching in the shadow of the subway, anxiously regarding the stand still train. And then, as I followed the direction of his gaze, I saw a woman, whose face was concealed by a thick veil, appear at the door of a first-class compartment for a second, and care lessly let fall a folded paper. It was a copy of the identical journal I had loaned to Sherman! I recognized it instantly by the color of its cover. Molineux observed the covert act, too. Warning me with a glance to fol low him, he seized a bag at his side, and shambled up to the compartment, reaching it simultaneously with the mysterious man, who had left the shad ow and approached the door. Even as he placed his foot on the step and thrust a small parcel into the hands of the expectant woman, the detective was upon him. There was a sudden scuffle, a sharp "click! click!" and Abe Sherman found himself lying face downwards on the floor of the compart ment hors de combat. "Mark the other!" yelled Molineux, and like a flash I threw myself upon her ere she had the ghost of a chance to use the deadly weapon which she was in the act of drawing forth from her pocket. She fought like a possessed fury, but, taken by surprise at the. attack, the ad vantage was all with me. The struggle was of short duration. Putting out my strength, I secured her arms in a vice like grip and slowly forced her two hands together, when the officer, coolly affixed the bracelets, and she fell back on the cushions with a despairing shriek of laughter. Her veil had been torn away in the struggle, disclosing the features of no attractive woman, but the clean-shaven, resolute face of a man in his prime. "Kit Gorham, 'the Yankee Terror,' by all that's providential!" exclaimed the detective, jubilantly. "What a stroke of luck!" "Curse you for a blundering fool!" snarled that worthy to his dazed ac complice and, in a fit of blind, uncon trollable fury, he kicked him again and again in the face. In due course, Gorham and his con federate, the exemplary Sherman, alias "The Spider," received their just de serts, and the generous reward of a grateful city council removed all exist ing obstacles to the fulfillment of my dearest hopes. And now, when the domestic atmos pheric conditions are a trifle stormy— for Mrs. Whitworth has her moments like all the dear creatures—I produce my favorite, and I quietly remark: "Let's see his name was Sherman, wasn't it—?" On the whole, we are a very happy couple.—Tit-Bits. SUN'S JOURNEY. The Velocity Through Space Is Be tween Six and Twelve Miles Per Second. By means of the spectroscope we can obtain a more accurate determina tion of the sun's velocity through space. As is well known the velocity of a star in the line of sight can be found by measuring the displacement of the lines visible in the star's spec trum. Now the stars near the position of the solar "apex" should be ap proaching the earth on account of the solar motion and those at the opposite point of the sky—called the "anti apex"—should be receding. This method has been employed by several astronomers, especially by Vogel at the Potsdam observatory. This able astronomer has found from an exam ination of 40 stars that the sun's ve locity through space is about seven and one-half miles a second, but an ex amination of a larger number of stars would be necessary before we could consider this result as thoroughly es tablished. From an examination of the spectra of 14 nebulae, Prof. Keeler, of the Lick observatory, has found velocities in the line of sight and from these the French astronomer Tisser and has deduced a velocity of about nine and one-third miles for the solar motion, a result which does not differ widely from that found by Yogel. We may, therefore, perhaps con clude that the velocity of the sun's motion through space is between six and twelve miles per second. The average velocity of the stars measured at Potsdam is about ten and one-half miles a second and possibly the sun may have a similar velocity.—Gentle man's Magazine. QUEERLY EXPRESSED. The Partingtonian Style of an Odd Genius in Relating Things. Almost under the shade of the classic elms which guard the sacred haunts of the Emersonian philosopher live a pe culiar genius whose utterances, if col lected ant? polished, might provoke a revival of Mrs. Partington. He is an ardent church-goer and often tells his pastor that during the sermon "it was so quiet you could drop a pin." He re marked recently in meeting that there was a certain motony "in the daily ro tunda of our lives." His pastor, to whom he is devoted, has been away on a vacation, and on his re turn Winnie called to inform him of the notable occurrences during the minis ter's absence. Our friend had a terrible fight to re late between two roosters. On being asked what part he took in the affair he replied: "Oh, I separated one and threw the other over the fence." The really sad event was the sudden death of Mrs. Baker's baby. "Why, Winnie, what occasioned his death?" asked the minister. "I think it was phantoms, sir." "Phantoms!" bewildered. "Yes, what children has in summer, you know." "Oh, you mean cholera .infantum?" "Yes, them's the same."—Detroit Free Press. The Proper Season. Ferdy—In prehistoric days* Guide, there were birds 200 feet long! Guide—Ah! If them birds wuz only as broad as they wuz long, sonny, them was the days you arter gone gunning! —Puck. WHAT GRANDMA SAYS. Those were wonderful days of long ago. Grandmother says, and she must know. There was quilting to do the whole year round— The length and the breadth of those quilts astound: Then summers were nicer far than these, Apples were larger, so were trees- Grandma says. The manners of folks were more polite Winters less cold, and flowers more bright, And churning and chores went on all day Nobody could have stopped to play Now, where were the little children then? For girls were all women, boys all men- Grandma says. Do you think they had then discovered toys? Or ever had games and other joys? And as for a shout or a romp, I'm sure That would not have suited folks demure. They never had any time for fun Everyone knitted, darned or spun- Grandma says. Now it puzzled me once all this to hear. Till one day I brought to grandma dear A doll that I'd found, so qu«er and old, Its body its limbs could scarcely hold. She took it up tenderly, and smiled— "It's Betsy Jerusha Perkins, child!" Grandma said. Then she smoothed, down its ragged frock and told Of playtimes in those good days of old A far-away look came into her eyes, That beamed with the mildness of twilight skies. But why did she weep if she was glad? "The prettiest doll I ever had!" Grandma says. —George Cooper, in Golden Days. JUDAS THE BETRAYER. That la the Disrespectful Name Given to a Decoy Steer at the Chicago Stock Yards. One of the sights of the great cattle yards of Chicago is an old white ox named Judas. An ox may rise to em inence by his cunning and wisdom as well as a man, and Judas has risen. He came to the yards a good many years ago, while he was yet a frisky steer, and he was immediately purchased by one of the great packing houses and driven from the train which brought him from his Iowa home to a distant yard. The life of most animals at the cattlc yards is very short—a week at the very most. A few days after the arrival of Judas the herd of cattle which occupied the pen with him was selected for kill ing. The way to'the packing house led down a long alleyway with high fences on each side, then up a narrow chute and into the building. For some reason the cattle seem to know what is com ing, for they always object to being driven up the chute. Judas was no ex ception. He plunged madly about among the herd and the cattlemen had more trouble with him than with any other animal. At last, however, he seemed to realize that sooner or later he must go, and he made a virtue of a necessity, trotting quietly up the chute, and the other cattle followed rapidly JUDAS AND HIS VICTIMS. after him. Thus he ran until he had just reached the door of the packing house. Then, quick as a wink, he turned and galloped down a side pas sage and escaped, while the other cattle went onward into the building. Judas had been so very clever that the gocd-natured cattlemen let him go for that day, for genius is to be appre ciated in a steer as well as in a man. The next day, however, thej- drove him up again with another herd. This time he made not the slightest objection, but trotted forward quietly, and the other steers, having a confident lead er, behaved admirably. But just as Judas reached the door of the building he dodged again, so suddenly that the men couldn't turn him, and escaped as he had done before, while the herd behind him went careering into the killing room. Since then Judas has been a regular employe of the cattle yards. Every day he leads up a herd of cattle and every day he dodges just at the door of the building. He has saved the cat tlemen no end of trouble and delay with riotous herds since he began his service. He has grown fat and sleek du the good living of the yards, and so highly are his services regarded that the cattlemen provide him with a white blanket on cold days to keep him com fortable. And thus he is living to a green old ige, but he bears the disrespectful name of Judas—the betrayer.—Chicago Letter in Detroit Free Press. Horse In a Hotel Parlor. It is not often that a horse is enter tained in the parlor of a hotel and fed from one of the best tables, but that was the experience of a Boston horse. The animal was doing-duty between the shafts of a huckster's wagon, and had been hitched in front of a hotel, while the driver went around the cor ner. Some practical joker released the borse from his servile position and led him up a short flight of steps to the veranda and thence through the hall to the parlor. A watermelon was taken from the wagon, cut up and spread on the table for the horse to eat. .There was great excitement when the dnimal was discovered contentedly swishing his tail and devouring the succulent fruit. It took six men to persuade the horse to go down to the street, but all efforts failed to find the ingenious joker. Consumption in Prisons. It is said by an Alabama newspaper that one-half of the pardons issued in that state are based on the fact that the :oBTict is suffering from consumption. A DOLL GYMNASIUM. It la Highly Prised by Dollltouse Owners and Keens Make-ite lieve People in Fine Trim. Did you ever see a doll gymnasium? Well, you can have one if your broth ers will help you. All that is needed is the common pocketknife and a little soft wood. Any boy can whittle out the bars shown in the diagrams and set them up for his sister. Take an ordi nary cigar box lid, or any flat piece of board five or six inches square. Bore two holes in it, about four inches apart, and glue the whittled ends of the two uprights into them. Then put the horizontal piece in place by fixing its ends in the uprights, and you have a good horizontal bar for the dolls to practice on. The parallel bars tiij MS&OSSGflY&t!. (i §W0MMKK» eaas eaaatABa. 8aa DOLL GYMNASIUM. are made in similar lashion, merely two horizontal bars, a little lower than the single one. To make the swinging rings, make your uprights longer than in the other designs, and tie on two mosquito bar rings with twine. Now, if you fix the doll's hands to the rings she will do all kinds of antics, after a little push, but don't be too rough or dolly will lose her arms. To make a doll swing, the uprights are made still longer, two little hooks are screwed into the horizontal bar, and then two pieces of strong twine are run down through the ends of bits of wood or cane, which keep dolly from falling, out, while the bottom or seat of the swing is formed of a single light bit of board or pasteboard. The twine is knotted under the seat, and now dolly may swing safely as long as her mamma wishes. There is a chance for brothers and sisters to play together nicely, especially if the boys will not play too hard for the health of the dolls.—Cincinnati Commercial Tribune. VICTORIA'S BEAR TAMER. Long Title Conferred on a Poor Ani mal Trnlner at the Request of a Little Prince. During the recent visit of Queen Vic toria to Balmoral, says the Chronik der Zeit, the queen was taking a drive with her grandsons, the young princes of Battenberg, when, nearing the gates of the park, they beheld a bear tamer with a huge animal standing in the road, evidently waiting for the ap proach of the royal carriage. Persuaded by the children, the queen ordered the carriage stopped and watched with much pleasure the per formance of the .bear. She sent the foot man with a sovereign to hand to the tamer, who refused to accept the money and asked if her majesty would con descend to give him some sort of a note as a proof that his bear had had the dis tinguished honor of having danced be fore the gracious eyes of her majesty. The queen hesitated to grant this rather impudent request, but the chil dren prevailed upon her to accede to the tamer's wish. "Why not do it?" argued little Prince Henry. "Was there not a liorse made consul in Rome?" "Well, tell me the name' of the em peror who committed such folly," said the queen, "and the bear shall gain recognition." The prince named Caligula without the slightest hesitation. That same evening a letter bearing the royal seal was delivered to the bear tamer in which the title: "Bear Lead er of Her Majesty the Queen of Eng land and Ireland, Empress of India," wfis conferred upon the happiest of ani mal teachers. CATS IN COLD STORAGE. Six Months In a Low Temperature Completely Changed Their Capillary Appearance. The effect of cold upon the capillary properties of certain animals was strik ingly illustrated in New York some time ago. A warehouse man in Jane street was annoyed by the ravages of hordes of mice. He had little trouble in the main part of his building, where a couple of well-trained cats kept the place tolerably free from the pests, but in the cold-storage portion the mice held full sway. They nibbled into pack ages and boxes, and destroyed such quantities of fruits that heroic meas ures wer.e necessary. It seemed rather a cruel experiment, but the nuisance became so unbearable that he decided at last to install a cat in the cold-stor age warehouse. Provision to a certain extent was made for her comfort and she was left to her own devices and the mice. Pussy seemed to flourish, notwith standing the cold, and in the course of about a week became the mother of a fine litter of six kittens. After a time three of the latter were removed, but the old cat and her remaining progeny were left in their arctic quarters. When allowed out it was noticed that she grew weak and listless. She tot tered about in an aimless way, as though all energy and interest in life were lost. As soon, however, as she was returned to her cold quarters she recovered her vigor and became as bright and active as usual. A curious feature was soon observed in the kittens. They grew to an im mense size, their coats became long and shaggy and the fur much coarser than that of an ordinary cat it had also a peculiar tendency to curl. The feelers, or whiskers, too, grew to nearly double the length, so that when they were placed beside the members of their own immediate family the difference was so marked that they might have easily passed for an entirely different breed. The change took place within three months, giving a curious example of how suddenly and completely natnre will adapt itself to the exigencies of climate with the young GREAT FODDER CROP. The Cowpea, Which Has Been Stead ily Growing? in Favor wltb Western Farmers. Herewith we illustrate the cowpea. As will be seen, it is more of a bean than a pea. Bulletin 102 of the United States department of agriculture says of it: The cowpea has been cultivated in the south for at least 150 years. It was probably first introduced on plan tations in South Carolina, the seeds having been brought from India or China. From this original introduction and from subsequent importations its cultivation has spread to almost every farm and plantation in the southern COW PEA PLANT. states. Cowpeas are, in their relation ship and habit of growth, really beans, and not peas, as the name indicates. They are annuals and are closely re lated to the lablab, lima and haricot beans of our gardens. Varieties—Cowpeas occur in every gradation of habit, from a compact, stocky, upright bush having stems a foot high with very short lateral branches to those with trailing run ners growing as flat upon the ground as sweet potato or melon vines, the prostrate stems 15 to 20 feet in length. The pods vary from four to six inches in length, and the peas are of every im aginable shade of white, yellow, green, pink, gray, brown, red, purple and black, of solid colors or variously mot tled and speckled, and of varying sizes and forms, from large kidnev-shaped to little round ones smaller than the gar den pea. There is a like variation in the length of time the different forms require to ripen seed, some requiring eight or nine months, a few ripening in 60 days from the time of planting. FACTS ABOUT HIDES. Classification Recently Adopted by the Hide Dealers and Tanners of Chicago. Green Hides—Hides just as they come from the animals, never having been salted: Part Cured Hides—Hides that have been salted, but not long enough in salt to be thoroughly cured. Green Salted Hides—Hides that have been salted long enough to be thor oughly cured. Greep Kip—All veal skins running from 15 to 25 pounds shall be classed as veal kip. All long-haired and thin skins running from eight to 25 pounds shall be classed as runners. Green Calf—All veal skins running from eight to 15 pounds. Deacon Skins—All calf skins under eight pounds shall be classed as dea cons. Dry Flint Hides—Are thoroughly dry hides that have not been salted. Dry Salted Hides—Are thoroughly dry hides having been salted while green. Grubby Hides—Hides having one or more grubs. All dry kip and calf shall be classed the same as hides. All hides shall be free from salt, dirt, meat, dung, horns, tail bones and sinews and before be ing weighed all such substances shall be removed, or a proper deduction made from the weight and when the head hangs to the hide by a narrow strip, it shall be cut off also when the head is not split in the center, it shall be made straight before being weighed. All bull, stag, tainted, grubby, bad ly scarred, cut, scored, and murrain hides, both green and dry, shall be classed as glue stock. Dry hides, which are moth-eaten, sunburned or weather beaten, shall be clasesd as damaged. All kip and calf, both green and dry, shall be trimmed the same as hides, with the exception that the tail bone may be left in calf skins. All green cured hides of 60 pounds and over shall be called heavy and all green cured hides under 60 pounds shall be called lignt hides. All dry hides 18 pounds and over, shall be called heavy and all dry hides under 18 pounds shall be called light hides. Why the Heat Kills Hogs. Prof. John A. Craig, of the Iowa ex periment station, explains why the hog succumbs so unresistingly when overheated. The man or horse when overheated soon has his body covered with perspiration, and the evapora tion of this at once begins to reduce his temperature. Nature has made no such provision for the relief of the hog when heated by exposure to the aun or by excessive exercise. This is reason enough why it should have an abundant and convenient bathing or wallowing place, whether pn summer pasturage or confined lot, and have plenty of green food that is laxative and cooling-. Moderate Morning Rations. The National Fanciers' Journal well says that "fowls which are overfed in the morning are sluggish all day anu Be come lazy and go out of condition. It is exercise of muscle that creates proper functional tone. All birds are active by nature. If productiveness is expected, natural laws must be observed. Feed moderately in the morning, especially when the flo«k is small and kept in lim ited range." Ample room keeps fowls healthy with the lust trouble. SHEDS FOR MACHINERY. Can Be Bnilt in Odd Honrs and Oat of Materials Otherwise Virtual' ly Without Value. It is a fact which cannot be denied that farm implements will last much, longer if frequently painted and if they are protected from wet weather and the scalding sun as much as possible. The machinery will not only last much long er, but, as a rule, will do better work and will require less repairing at busy times, for if a machine is allowed to stand out in all kinds of weather there is more or less warping, shrinking and getting out of shape, causing bolts to more readily become rusty or drawn, which results in a great deal of break age and loss, besides failing to do the work as properly as it would be done if the machine was kept in good order. All implements on the farm, from the hoe and corn knife to the harvester or header, may be housed and at very little expense. Most eastern farmers in the older settled communities, have large barns where they have more floor room than is necessary after the hay and fod der are stored away, and this space may be utilized for plows, harrows, seeders and drills. In the west, where barns are scarce, and smaller, it is not very ex pensive to build a large straw shed which will hold all the implements and machinery used on the farm. A shed of this kind may be made by setting three or four rows of two by six posts and placing timbers of the same size at the top for plates. Next cover over with cheap lumber and brush, together with a sufficient amount of straw to prevent any leakage. Build up a wall of straw at the sides, six or eight feet thick, ex cept at the east side, which should be left open for the purpose of driving in. Port hay may be used in the building and will make it more durable. A shed of this kind is quite inexpensive and at the same time will adequately protect the implements from rain, snow and sun. Notwithstanding the ease with which good shelter may be obtained, there are far too many costly machines allowed to go to wreck for want of proper care. This is one of the leaks that prevents profitable farming in many localities in the great west, or at least, robs the farmer of much that he might enjoy as his own.—John F. Coul ter, in Prairie Farmer. CONTROL OF DOORS. A Clct-er and Easily-Made Contri vance for Holding a Door Open at Any Point. The illustration shows a device for holding a door open at any point, for ventilation or other purposes. A black smith can make this contrivance in 15 HOW TO CONTROL, DOORS. minutes, and it will be worth dollars when put in use. The rod can be at tached inside the door frame if pre ferred. Use three-eighths inch round iron and attach high enough up so that one can walk under the rod when in use. —American Agriculturist. FACTS FOR FARMERS. You can destroy more weeds in a day by burning the seeds than you can in the whole season by trying to destroy the pests next summer. Disease may lurk in that old well that has not been cleaned out for several years. Better attend to it before the doctor cleans your pocketbook out. A few days devoted entirely to the matter of securing fuel for the winter will relieve your mind wonderfully of this job and keep the women in much better humor. A man who cannot find pleasure in arranging and rearranging his tool sheds, stables, grain bins, etc., when other work is not pressing, or on rainy days, has but little interest in his work. It will cost you nothing to find out all about silos if there is one within driving distance of you. Take a day off and learn all you can about them. It may be money in your pocket some day. Cut- and gather together burrs, Span ish needles, etc., on the next damp day. Pile them up and burn them as soon as they are dry enough and you will have done a work that will make you feel good for a whole year .—National Stock man. Tile Drains in Clay Soil. How deep shall the tile drain be laid in clay soil? This is a question that has been agitating farmers for some years. At first it was believed that a drain in clay soil should be sEallow, but more recent investigations seem to indicate that drains should be laid deep in both sandy and clayey soils. The effect of the draining in clay soils is to render the soil above the drain more friable. The ground is also more subject to what is known as the aeration process. This aeration is in dry weather of great importance. The warm air being forced into the ground, or rather drawn in, carries with it much moisture, which is condensed by the colder soil and thus helps to add to the moisture in the soil.—Farmers' Review. Europe Wants Our Wheat. Beerbohm's London List estimates that importing countries will require 372,000,000 bushels of wheat this year, and the United States and Canada will have to furnish 212,000.000 of it. Rus sia, Roumania, Bulgaria, Turkey. India, Australasia, Argentina and other ex porting countries outside of the United States and Canada will furnish 160,000. 000 bushels, against 173.6S0.000 last year. The situation suggests the prob ability of higher prices the latter part of the season. Broomhall's Corn Trade News estimates the surplus of export ing countries at 400,000,000 bushels* anfi it costs the highest price. Americas. Cultivator.