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Much Timber Uncut.
Across the great lakes In Canada there lies one of the world's largest reserves of timber. In spite of the tariff imposed much of this timber is to-dtiy coming to the United States. The forests of the Dominion are begin ning to yield abundantly. More than 100,000,000 feet of pine sawlogs and square timber, during a recent season, were cut upon territory held under timber license from- the crown. Much of Canada's timber land has not yet even been explored. In the newly developed districts of Algonia, which ore close to the great hikes, it Is estimated that there are more than 100,000,000 cords of spruce and pulp wood, while in the districts of Thun der liny and Rainy River there are nearly i:;:t),000,000 cords more. A belt at least .1,000 miles long is believed to exist In. Canada between Alaska arid the Atlantic. It lias been estimated that, at the present rate of cutting, the greatest timber resources of the United States those of the Tactile coast will be exhausted in less than half a century. The annual cut of shingles and lumber Jn these regions is 4,500,000,000 feet. The standing timber In Washington, Oregon and northern California at present is twice that of the original timber lands of the northern woods. Washington produces about as many j feet of shingles and other lumber as Oregon and California together. This State is noted for Its shingles, there being more than 1,000 shingle mills within its borders. At Taconia are lo cated the largest sawmills In the United States. About Blrd's-Eye Maple. For hundreds of years lumbermen and cabinet-makers have been study ing to learn what causes maple wood to assume the mottled and spotted form known as "bird's-eye." In a hundred rock maple trees perhaps one Is a bird's-eye. Nobody can pick the specific tree out by Inspecting the bark or the manner of growth. You may have to chop 200 trees before you find one, but It Is worth the sacrifice. Fact Is, the' woodpeckers make all the bird's-eye maple there Is In the world. In flying about the woods they come to a rock maple tree that yields very sweet sap in the season when sap Is running. Most birds like sweets woodpeckers are very fond of sugar. Having found a tree yielding a large per cent of sugar, the birds peck holes in the trunk and tnen stand against the bark and drink the sap as It oozes out. After the sap has ceased to flow and the trees have leaved out new wood and bark form in those small holes. The pecking and sap-gathering poos on for years until the tree, having given up so much sap to the birds, be gins to furnish fluid containing less sugar. In ten or twelve years after the birds quit a tree the holes are all grown up and nobody can pick out the big bird's-eyes from other trees that the woodpeckers did not visit. New York Sun. Am Father Saw It. In the schools of a Connecticut town measures were recently taken to test the children's eyesight. As the doctor finished each school he gave the principal a list of the pupils whose eyes needed attention, and requested him to notify the children's parents to that effect. One night, soon after the opening of the fall term, a little boy came home and gave his father the following note, duly signed uy the principal: "Mr. . Dear Sir It becomes my duty to Inform you that your son shows decided Indications of astigma tism, and his case Is one that should be attended to without ",elay." The next day the father sent the following answer: "Dear Sir Whip it out of him. ITours truly." Suddenly Grow Tonn. "That Oiler theory teemt to hurt petered oat" "Yes, there aren't any more man In the country ovtr forty years oidr Glory of Another Kind. Sir John Furlbert, who has been Identified with the National Red Cross Society since Its organization In 18G8, and Is said to know more about Red Cross and ambulance work than any other man In Europe, Is also an old experienced volunteer. Some years ago, as he relates In his recent book, "In Peace and War," Sir John accompanied the British volun teers to Belgium, where, encouraged by the sight of many Belgian com rades with bemedaled breasts, some of the Britons were Inclined to follow their example, and consequently re quired to be closely Inspected. One day Sir John spotted a man on parade who astonished him by Hie number of his medals. He was evi dently flattered by Sir John's notice, and swelled out his chest quite no ticeably. "You seem to have seen consider able service," observed the knight. "In what wars have you been engaged?" "Bless you, I've never been In a war," returned the resplendent mem ber of the citizen army. "My father and I were awarded these medals at agricultural shows for a special breed of pigs, for which we are famous." Hints and Remedies. Often farmers desire to tan a sheep skin at home for a rug or other pur pose. An exchange gives the follow ing methods, says the Baltimore Sun. Wash the sheep hide in warm water, remove all fleshy matter from the In ner surface and loose dirt from the hair side. Next wash in strong, warm soapsuds. The old-fashioned soft soap made from wood acids is best. Either rub by hand or gently on the wash board. As soon as thoroughly cleansed and rinsed press as much water out as possible. Add the following mixture to the Sesh side: Common salt and ground alum, one-fourth ounce' each, and one-half ounce of borax, dissolved In one quart of hot water. When suf ficiently cool to work with the hand, add enough rye meal to make a thick paste. Spread the mixture on the flesh side; fold and let remain in a shady, airy place for two weeks; remove the paste and wash. When nearly dry, scrape the flesh side thoroughly with a dull knife and then rub with the bands until the skin is soft and pli able. Curing Cats' of Disease. Diseased seed oats are now medi cated while passing through elevators, a number of the grain elevators of Indiana having been equipped for the purpose. The peculiar ailment to which oats are most susceptible is known as "smut" and unless treated such oats produce very inferior crops. However, the disease can be cured quite easily, and the medicament Is simply formaldehyde, that much abused germicide. To treat the oats a veritable drop or chute about three feet square and forty to fifty feet high is prepnrcd, on the inside of which are placed shelves or deflectors sloping downward, alternat ing on two opposite sides from top to bottom. As the grain drops from the top it is thrown from side to side by the deflectors and thus thoroughly mixed. By means of a small steam pump the formaldehyde is then thrown, in the form of a fine spray, against the falling grain near the top of the drop. By the time the grain reaches the bottom it is thoroughly moistened, being allowed to remain in this condition several hours, after which it is run through the drop a second time, with a blast of cold air replacing the stream of formaldehyde sprayj by which it is thoroughly dried. Peace and War. "I am glad I stayed downtown and found out that the peace news was true," said the man from the South Side. ' "Then why so doleful?" the other man asked. "Because I know there'll be war at home as soon as I attempt to explain why I stayed out so late. Cleveland Plain Dealer. Ivory Difficult to Judge. The next time you have a billiard cue in your hand and expect to run the game out just stop and ponder over the age of tho pieces of Ivory which are rolling tantallzingly about the table. That white ball which has just received too much "English" be longed to an old elephant who was wandering through the Congo jungles when Napoleon was still alive. Those balls cost from $8 to $10 apiece. Study the history of the billiard ball and their case and you will have more re spect for the game. The elephant's tusk which Is large enough to furnish the product for a good billiard ball must be at least twenty-five years old. If It is fifty years old, so much the better. The tusk of the elephano grows much like an oak tree, and the grain of the ivory looks not unlike the grain of a sea soned piece of oak lumber. If It Is "green" the ivory will shrink just as the wood shrinks. If it Is too dry" it will "chip" in the same fashion. The buying of billiard nails at best Is a gamble. A ball may have the right weight, the proper gloss and ap pear to be well seasoned, but for some unaccountable reason will chip off and become . totally ruined by a fall on the floor. Buy a dozen balls like a setting of Plymouth Rock eggs, three or four balls will last for years, while the others will have to be re placed again and again. A Full Stop. A returned traveler who spent half of his holiday In a tour of Ireland brought back a sample of the happy-go-lucky wit of the Irish "jarvey," or driver. In a breakneck race down a hill he suddenly realized that the spirited little Irish mare was running away. "Pull her up!" ho shouted, excited ly. "Hold tight, your honor," re turned the jarvey, easily. "Full her up!" again commanded the traveler, making a grab for the reins. "For your life don't touch the reins," the jarvey answered, without tightening his grip. "Sure, they're as rotten as pears." The traveler made ready to jump, but the jarvey laid a soothing hand on his shoulder. "Sit easy," he said, reassuringly. "I'll turn her into the river at the bridge below here. Sure, that'll stop her." Chance of Sentiment. "William," said the broker, sternly, "you did not report yesterday after noon, so you may consider yourself discharged." "But, boss," protested William, the office boy, "I went to the bnscball game." ."That is just the reason that I do not care for your services any longer." "But but just as Kelley, on the oth er team, was almost safe home I fell off the bleachers." "What of that?" "Why, I yelled so loud he. stopped to look around and they put him out. I made him lose that run and saved the game for our nine." "You don't say? Well, you can come down as usual and you needn't hurry to-morrow. Here's a quarter to go see the game this afternoon." A Breezy Section. Stranger (in Oklahoma) You don't have any skyscrapers out here, do you? Sagebrush George Don't, eh? Any one o' them shncks is liable to be a skyscraper during the cyclone season! The Dear Friends. Miss Slimmun Harold called me a peach a little while ago. Miss Tartun The insulting puppy! I never would speak to him again. Of course he meant a dried peach. Inherited. Settlement Worker What a well-behaved little boy he Is! The Burglar's Wife And he comes by it natural, mum; his poor father nev er failed to have a sentence reduced owin' to good behavior. Puck. FAITH IN 8ANTA CLAUS. t Died to watch for Santa Claut With childish faith tubllme. And listen In the snowy night I To hear his sleigh bells chime. Beside the door on Christmas eve I put a truss of bay To feed the prancing steeds That sped him on his way. I pictured him a Jolly man with beard of frosty white, And cheeks' so fat that when he laughed They hid his eyes from sight; A heart that overflowed with love For little girls and boys, And on his back a bulging pack, Brimful of gorgeous toys. If children of a Inrger growth Could have a Christmas tree From Father Time, one gift alone Would be enough for me 1 Let others take the gems and gold, And trifles light and vain, But give me back my old belief In Santa Clans again! Life. CHRISTMAS OF THE SORROWFUL Even Those Who Mourn Have Source of Comfort at Yule-Tide. Twenty express wagons, hacked up against the curb, waited the arrival of the Limited twenty express wagons and a hearse. It was Christmas day and Sunday, and the drivers were adding a Sabbath day's hard labor to a week the daily tasks of which had extended far into the night. There were none too many wagons, ns the wire had assured the office, fpr a vast bulk of delayed Christmas nmtter was coming on the Limited. On the Limited, too, was to arrive the body of a good man, who had gone away in search of health, and had found it in the land where paiu is no more. His son waited the arrival of the belated train, and choked down unhappy thoughts which seemed the sadder because all the world was happy, while he and his household were in grief. He arranged the preliminaries with the express com pany, and waited in its freight room with the undertaker, expecting every minute that the train would arrive. But the train was late, and it seemed impos sible to get word of it. So there was nothing to do but wait and think sad thoughts. Forty expressmen and drivers waited al30, exchanging as they waited their talcs of hard service and late hours, and grumbling a little at the work before them. Still the train delayed. An hour, a half-hour more passed, and the time dragged slowly. The hard-luck stories ha'd all been told. The temporary sense of relief in an hour of rest gave place to a restless desire on the part of the expressmen to get at their work and fin ish it. A period of silence succeeded the noisy clatter. Then one of the men be gan to sing: "Joy to the world! The Lord Is come! Let earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing!" Several voices joined, and all the oth ers listened. The tune was "Antioch," with its adaptation of the opening strains of the "Messiah;" and the bass voices came in full and strong in their re sponse, "And heaven and nature sing." "What a Friend We Have in Jesus" followed, and then a number of other gospel hymns. The sad-hearted man felt himself strangely moved, and drew Im perceptibly nearer to the group of sing ers. At last they sang, "Shall We Gath er at the River?" and he looked through swimming eyes and saw that the under taker, too, was wiping away the tears. "I lost three little ones just a year ago," said the undertaker. "Diphtheria. They all went at once; all I had. I've been thinking a good deal when I saw other men going home with Christmas things " He choked and moved away, but near er to the singers, and when they sang the last verse he was singing with them. Then the mourner forgot his own grief He, too, had a voice, and in the next hymn he joined the steadily growing chorus. Half an hour they sang togeth er, and when the train came in they all felt that they had been joining jn a Christmas service, and that some of the Christmas spirit had come to them. Death keeps no holidays. No season Is exempt from his dread visits. The homes to which he comes are often the sadder because of their pathetic contrast with the joy of the world. But even to the sorrowful there are sources of comfort. Happy are those who find them, even through their tears. Youth's Companion. - He who guesses at things usually has another guess coming.