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WHEN BETTY'S CHURNING.
She stands within the dairy door,
A comely maid.
While I to 'proach would fain be bold,
Yet am afraid
Plies she the dasher valiantly,
My ardor spurning—
picture in a rustic frame
Is Betty churning.
Within her reach the roses droop,
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.
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
Traced Through a Paper
By John J. Armstrong:.
HITWORTH, may I borrow
this?" queried Sherman, pick
ing tip current.nuinber of a certain
popular weekly journal from my lit
"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
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
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
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
"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
"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.
"The dies have flown this time, any
how, in spite of the spider's watchful
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
"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
"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
"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
"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
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
1.7.4S.3 19 220.127.116.11—17.11.14—6—
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
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
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
"Meet—7—mail—I'll— swag —O.
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
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
"Two minutes is a long time, con
sidering the publicity of the apartment.
Wherefore my deduction! The robbery
was committed between four and six
"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
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
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
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
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
"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
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,
On the whole, we are a very happy
The Velocity Through Space Is Be
tween Six and Twelve Miles
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
The Partingtonian Style of an Odd
Genius in Relating
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
Our friend had a terrible fight to re
late between two roosters. On being
asked what part he took in the affair he
"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."
"Yes, what children has in summer,
"Oh, you mean cholera .infantum?"
"Yes, them's the same."—Detroit
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!
WHAT GRANDMA SAYS.
Those were wonderful days of long ago.
Grandmother says, and she must know.
There was quilting to do the whole year
The length and the breadth of those quilts
Then summers were nicer far than these,
Apples were larger, so were trees-
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-
Do you think they had then discovered
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-
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!"
Then she smoothed, down its ragged frock
Of playtimes in those good days of old
A far-away look came into her eyes,
That beamed with the mildness of twilight
But why did she weep if she was glad?
"The prettiest doll I ever had!"
—George Cooper, in Golden Days.
JUDAS THE BETRAYER.
That la the Disrespectful Name Given
to a Decoy Steer at the Chicago
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
CATS IN COLD STORAGE.
Six Months In a Low Temperature
Completely Changed Their
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
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
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
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
Green Hides—Hides just as they
come from the animals, never having
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
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
Dry Flint Hides—Are thoroughly
dry hides that have not been salted.
Dry Salted Hides—Are thoroughly
dry hides having been salted while
Grubby Hides—Hides having one or
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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'
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.