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Bellefonte, Pa., August 2, 1912.
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LIFE.
Let me but live my life from year to year,
With forward face and unreluctant soul,
Not hastening to, nor turning from the goal;
Not mourning for the things that disappear
In the dim past, nor holding back in fear
From what the future veils, but with a whole
And happy heart, that pays its toll
“fo Youth and Age and travels on with cheer.
So let the way wind up the hill or down;
Though rough or smooth, the journey will be
Wy;
Still seeking what I sought when but a boy.
New friendship, high adventure, and a crown,
1 shall grow old, but never lose life's zest,
Because the road's last turn will be the best.
— Henry VanDike.
THE THREE SPEARS.
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: By Maud J. Perkins
fCopyrighi, 1811, by Associated Literary
Frese.)
A girl was riding toward Holcomb,
ding like the wind on a wiry pinto.
Behind her was an escort of four
Yaqui maidens, whe did nou &splay
ithe grace and abandon of their leader.
She brought her horse up standing
thin a few feet of Holcomb’s own,
and the adventurer say that she was
mot Indian at all, but pure Spanish.
Her creamy, oval face, full scarlet lips
and eyes like poclc of black water
“Jmade her very attractive.
the boys do it in play.
“It was very dark, and the current
is swift. Sometimes I struck upon the
me, and | came into the blessed air
sgaln. After one passes through the
shorter than the horse must take, to
the ‘Three Spears.” So I was in time
to warn the senor.”
Holcomb seized the girl's hands im-
pulsively in his own. “You did that for
ne?” he asked wonderingly. “But you
were hurt—you must have been
jured on the cruel rocks.”
“No,” she replied: “a few bruises.
They are nothing. And I did it for my-
gelf. too, senor. 1 wanted to be free
again.”
The cowboy-prospector burst into
English: “You're sure a plucky little
kid! I'll get you back to civilization,
or bust a laig!” ‘Texas’ Holcomb may
have been a pretty tough citizen, but
he ain't an ongrateful one. How do we
get out of here? Them Injuns may
come surgin’ down any time. An' I
ain't goin’ t' take chances—with you
along.”
- The girl smiled and colored at the
look in his brown eyes. “The four
horses are hidden just below,” she re,
plied, also in English and without ac-
cent. “We must take them and go
north. If you do not come soon into
their valley, they will creep back and
find our footsteps. If we leave the
horses they will follow.”
“Cocd: we'll take the horses then.
Lead on: I'll follow. What may I call
you, ma'am?”
“iy name Is Isabella de la Barro,
The black eyes appraised Holcomb | but father called me ‘Chiquita.’ ”
jswiftly. He sat hie horse like a cow- |
i
“‘Chiquita’—that means ‘little one.’
{boy, but the pack animal behind was | Chiquita it is!”
‘laden with the outfit of the prospector.
IHe was bronzed by hot suns, and his
{bandsome face carried an expreseion
of bold fearlesrness that just escaped
recklessness.
‘Senor,” she said abruptly in Span-
They found the hidden animals with-
out trouble. The pack animals were
Jaden with food, and with water in
gkins. ‘This, explained Chiquita, was
because the two Yaquis were going on
a search for poorly-guarded cattle after
‘ish, “don’t go to the ‘Three Spears.'” | Holcomb hag been dispoged of and his
“Why?” demanded Holcomb abrupt- kg sb Sine
ily. For an instant his eyes sought the
‘shimmering southwest, where
The girl swung into the saddle of
three | one of the horses, and they were off.
reveral
desert into the hard blue of the |jpjleg between themselves and thé dan-
y. -
ger!”
lop toward the river
Their goal was a.
ch was straying
y of the settlement,
Se oe peaks arose from the gray of | By sundown they had put
gerous “Three Spears.” Chiquita
With the single word cooked supper on the fire which Hol
gheeled her horse abruptly and comb built, and never had the pros
rector tasted a meal more delicious.
Holcomb treated her as he would
have his sister treated under similar
circumstances. At night she slept the
through to the other side. I had seen.
rocks, but the dear Virgin protected |
jacuntain there is a secret path, much |
in |
* pondering, rode on to the | yleep of Innocence and honest, fatigue
It was situated near the |p hie one blanket, while he shivered
water within forty miles, a and dozed, since it grew chill when
ix jo stream sunk deep in a cleft of the | the sun went down.
rocks. It was far below the level of | Ry day they plodded northward at a
{the half desert prairie that stretched | yo04 pace, Holcomb, “with his head on
jaway to the mountains. The huts and his shoulder,” for there was danger of
tents of the town were grouped on & pursuit, But the Yaquis, evidently dis-
{shelf just above high water.
Twoscore yards below the town,
mear where the women were washing
es, the river dived into a deep
orifice in the mountainside. Running
at right angles with the stream was a
range of mountains to the west, ter-
{minating in the distance with the
“Thre Spears.”
; Picking his way down to the river,
along a trail steep and dangerous,
{Holcomb replenished his water supply,
{bought meal of the sullen Indians, and
jset out on his way to the west again.
iAs he climbed to the plateau a chief
[halted him with upraised hand—a tall
Jnan with stern brown face and nar-
TOW eyes.
“Three Spears,’ ” he grunted.
* Holcomb returned the hostile gaze
‘with calmness. He rolled a husk cig:
|arette, lighted it and shook the reins.
“I heard you, chief,” he answered. The
‘Indian stepped ungraciously aside.
An hour later Holcomb noted four
dots on the northern horizon—twe
jmounted Yaquis with pack horses,
swinging out and ahead of him in a
‘wide haif-circle,
. Holcomb was up next morning at
the earliest break of dawn, for the
“Three Spears” were !ess than a day's
{Journey away and he was anxious to
reach them. At noon, when he stop-
‘ped for a hasty lunch, he was within
‘the mouth of the defile which led to
the higher fastnesses.
He was tigthening the cinch of his
horse, for the trail ahead was steep
and narrow, when a sound caused him
to wheel. The Spanish girl of the day
before was coming toward him,
‘moccasins were cut to shreds. There
were angry bruises on her bare arms
and she limped as she walked.
“You must go back!” she cried
urgently in Spanish; “the ‘Three
Speors’ mean death.”
* His mouth set in an obstinate line.
“I've traveled for six weeks to see the
“Three Spears.” They say there's gold
there: that's why the Indians guard
them so closely. :
The girl laid an imploring hand on
his arm. “No, no!” Her earnestness
could not be mistaken. “There is nc
gold there. But in the valley of the
“Three Spears’ is the burial-place of
‘the tribes. The Great Father comes
i couraged because of the start which
the fugitives had obtained, and the
number of fresh horges at their com-
mand, did net follow them.
Chiquita was an ideal traveling com-
panion. She was always bright and
gay, delighted with what the moment
brought, and taking no thought of the
morrow. She was quick to see the
changing beauties of the vast country
and point them out to Holcomb. Some-
times, with chidlish impuleiveness, she
tugged at his sleeve or clasped his
browned wrist, and he thrilled at her
touch as the strings of the harp re-
gpond to the hand of the player.
After two weeks they came at last
| to the sight of a town nestling in a
“The stranger must not go to the |jollow below the ridge of hills on
| which they stood.
It was mid fore-
noon. The clear air etched the hamlet
with wonderful distinctness. They
could gee the toy men and women in
the streets.
“There's Ascension, Chiquita,” said
Holcomb; “ain't you glad?”
“Yes,” replied the girl, listlessiy.
The adorable sparkle had died out of
her piquant face,
"“So am 1,” went on the prospector.
“Do you know why, little one?”
She turned grave eyes upon him.
“Why, my friend?”
“Because there's a priest there. Un-
legs—" he added humbly, after a
pause, “you don't want me, I know
[ ain't good enough—"
The girl, rosy with happiness, flung
bergelf into his arms, “Why, dearest
ne,” she gaid, in her liquid Spanish,
‘I have loved thee always!”
[
Her thin dress was torn and her
Rising to the Occasion.
“Fifty dollars!” cried Batkins, after
the judge had named the fine. “Why,
judge, that’s an outrage. | admit 1
was going too fast, but $50—"
‘Them'’s the figgers,” said the judge,
coldly. ’
“All right, I'l pay,” sald Batkins,
“but I'll tell you right now I'll never
come through this town again.”
“That's 0,” said the judge. “Wa-al,
by gorry, I'm sorry. You've been a
mighty good customer. Bill,” he added,
{urning to the sheriff, “hang crape on
the courthouse, will ye? This here
gentleman's about to pass on for-
ever." —Harper's Weekly.
there. And the white man must not’ The English as Klaw Sees Tham.
footsteps, he dies.
| Mr. Mare Klaw, the American theat-
“If he profanes the valley with his rical manager, who was quoted as
Even now the iaying that the English
“are just
guards are waiting. They will kill you | tbout as emotional as a Limburger
if you go on.”
Holcomb's face fell. “I don't care
much about graveyards,” he muttered.
“If there's no gold, I'm not curious.
But,” he asked abruptly, “what are
you doing with this tribe?”
*\y father Lad a ranch—there.” She
pointed to the southwest. “He died
h ee months ago, and the Yaquis
seized our cattle and horses. 1 am a
prisoner, though they treat me kindly.
ey are afraid 1 would bring the
les if they freed me.”
“How did you get here?”
“The senor saw where the water
flows into the mountain? At sundown
when they were not watching, I let my-
self into the river, and was carried
sheege,” writes that what he really
sald was: “The English are a warn -
tearted people, but are usually be
18 demonstrative as fromage Cc Ul
fa large fiat cheese),
Pretzels,
Five cups of dark brown sugar dis-
solved in a cup and a half of water,
‘one cup of lard and one-half cup of
butter melted together, two eggs beat-
en light, one-half cup of aniseed, one
‘teaspoonful! of soda, one tablespoon-
ful of melted chocolate, enough bolt-
ed rye flour to make a dough as for
cookies. Roll into the form of
a snake, cut and bake.
WILD TIMES IN HONDURAS:
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| Bandit Crew From Guatemala Raids a |
Village and Carries Off All
the Women.
Paralleiling the robbery of the Sab- |
| ine women in early Roman hmistory, &
| bandit crew from Guatemala dashed |
| across the border recently and car
! ried off the women of a tiny village. |
| Excitement runs high, both here and i
| throughout the colony since the an- |
| pouncement that no troops could be
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| sent to run the thieves to earth. That |
{ plang for a private invasion of Guate- |
| mala are in progress there is no doubt. |
| A posse is expected to leave in a day ;
or two well provided with arms and |
| ammunition, to accompany the men of
| the village to the mountain lair where, |
{it is thought, the brigands hold their
fair captives.
The border near the point where the
‘ Mexican, Guatemala and British Hon-
duran lines join is infested with out-
laws, who, by jumjping from one coun-
| try to the other, avoid the rather lax
| vigilance which is maintained by the
police departments in this vast and
sparsely settled region. Nearthe line, In
British territory, is the village of Bul-
let Tree Bank, one of the chicle sta-
| tions on the Upper Belize river. At
present only ten families are making |
their homes in the place,
It was during the day that the rob-
bers descended on the village and car-
ried away the women, when the men |
were all in the woods tapping the |
zapote trees and collecting the chicle,
Five young women, daughters of the
shicle gatherers, accompanied by an
older woman, who was the wife of one
{of the workmen, were washing cloth-
ing on the banks of the river. The
| other women, who were in the houses,
heard screams and ran out to see their
friends and relatives being driven be-
fore a band of no less than 12 men,
The alarm was given as soon as pos-
sible, but as the men of the village
were several miles away and widely
scattered in the forests, it was night |
before all were summoned home.
Their lack of sufficient firearms made |
pursuit impossible until arms and |
ammunition had been secured.
loading their offects into canoes
and bringing the remaining women
and children with them, the chicle
gatherers came down stream as rapid-
ly as the current and sturdily plied
paddles could bring them,
On arrival here their story was soon
sirculated throughout ithe city. First
the authorities were consulted, but it
soon was apparent that the red tape
surrounding legal procedure would bar
any effective action. Many men vol
unteered to join the “chiclerous,” and
while the expedition is being conduct-
ed as secretly as possible, there is lit- |
tle danger of police interference, as |
they are thought to sympathize with |
the movement.—Belize (British Haqp- |
duras) Dispatch New Orleans Tim
Democrat.
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Man Power and Coal Power.
Does any one realize the power or |
coal as a worker? A man was set to |
work to pump as hard as he could all
day, and at the end of ten hours it
was found that he had done just as
much work as a little less than two !
ounces of coal could do.
Taking all the energy put forth by
a hard-working man during one whole
| year, the same amount of force would
be furnished by 36 pounds of good
coal, or say 40 pounds of average
coal,
We produce six tons a head of pop-
ulation, and this contains the energy
of 236 men working for a whole year.
Of ccurse, even in our best engines
the greater part of the working en-
ergy of coal is wasted. But even if
only one-tenth is turned to account,
one and a half hundred weight of coal
fs equal to a man working for 300
days of the year.
A horse can do as much work as ten
men, but one and a quarter pounds of
coal has as much working force as &
horse expends in one day. So that &
ton of coal, if we could use all its
force, would do as much work as six
horses working for a whole year.
Captain's Specific Orders.
Capt. John I. Lewis, an official of
the Arundel Sand and Gravel company
of Baltimore, has toured the world.
Captain Lewis in recalling some of his
trips sald that he met a friend one
time, and they talked of the dangers
of icebergs.
He remembered that his friend, also
a tourist, said:
“One night while returning from
rope I came out on deck. It was
g0 foggy that nothing could be seen.
The captain of the ship was walking
the deck and I approached him and
said:
“ ‘How fast are we going?
“The master replied, ‘Twenty-two
miles an hour.
“Is not that a violation of the law?’
I asked. The captain admitted that it
was,
“Then I asked, ‘Why do you run so
fast through a fog?
“The captain replied, ‘My official
standing orders are ‘Heaven, hell or
New York in five days.”
Bridget Nonplussed.
Mrs, Jenkins had retired to her room
to tr yto sleep off a headache. She
had a particalarly devoted maid,
Rridget. Bridget now annoyed Mrs.
Jenkins greatly by tiptoeing to her
door every little while and peeping in
at her.
Finally Mrs. Jenkins called to Bridget
and asked her not to do it as it was
disturbing her, to which Bridget re-
plied:
“Shure, Mrs. Jenkins, phat am I to
do? When yez makes a noise I think
vez wants me, an’ whin yez is quiet I
EXPLAINING WHY ONE LIVE:
There Are Times When Logic and De
votion Require That You
Should Be Dead.
The Dominie had another observa
tion or two to make in the line of his’
usual thoughtfulness. “Did it evel
occur to you,” he asked, “that one of |
the hardest tasks a man may have
perform, sometimes, is to explain why
he is alive? The necessity has ariser
after certain battles, and it muy arise
after shipwrecks. Several of these
men whom we are awaiting may fing
it awkward tomorrow to explain their
continued existence. The world re
quires a certain adherence to the log
ical necessities of things, and wha
all logic, human and divine, has de
manded that a man should die, anc
he is nevertheless alive and well, the
anomaly of his healthy presence i
something that he cannot account for
with all his explanations.
“1 was an army chaplain once, ant
I saw a captain, whose duty as the
personal aide of a general in battle
wag te stand by that general's side
wien the bullets flew. It happenet
thet a bullet-—-twe bullets—three bul
feig-—siruck the general, and none
struck the ceptair. The gensral fel
dead: and an hour afterwari, wher
the captain was back at hiadquer
ters explaining thet there way urgen
need of reinforcements at the front
znd that the general had falien, thai
captain had great trouble iw eipluin
ing why he was oof shot, to. Ir
fact, the mystery has never beer
cleared up yet. The fact that rein
forcements were nol needed at ul
has always clouded the captains
story, though these was uo positive
proof of cowerdice against him,
“No; when logic and ail the laws vi
human deve'ion require that you
ghould be dead, yu had much betir
be dead than alive, for all the rect
of your lifc will be but a living death.”
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A Birthday Toust,
There is no modera instance {or
whic: « wise saw nay not be found in
Shal:espeare, apt and to the point; the
move we reect on his wondrous works,
the more we are lost in astonishment
at the depths of that unfathomable
mind that hus given a volume to the
world containing passages quotable in
relation to every accurrence of life,
and poetry of such excellence as may
challenge the combined talent of men |
— — - —
to produce its equal. Without Shake.
speare our dramatic literature would
have taken a respectable station In
modern Europe; with Shakespeare it
is supreme—inv'ncible; our drama
challenges all the world; tasteless and
gemi-barbarovs a: 't was, he converted
i an dopen nature.
| (Cheers.)
gits to thinkin’ maybe vez is dead.”
it into a fearnt of reuson for men of
education 2nd refinement. (Cheers.:)
The age of Elizabeth may well, indeed,
be called the golden age of literatuia
"When it could boast a Shakespear.
A contemporary, who flourished with
him—fen Jonson--has said that a man
could not be a pwet without being an
good man.
said that he was of an honest, good,
For myself, 1 can
only say that 1 love the man and hou
or his memory in the fullest sense of
the words on this side of idolatry.
1 give now “The immortal
memory of Willian Shakespeare.” —
From a speech made by Benjamin
Webster, London comedian and actor
manager, at a Shakespeare festival
dinner given at the Town Hall, Strat.
ford-on-Avon, Aprit 26, 1853.
The Best Womar.,
Miss Susan B. Anthony, the social
reformer, had no more bitter oppo
nent that Horace 'ireeley, the famous
editor and journalist. It was for a
long time hig custom to wind up all
debates with the conclusive remark:
“The best women [ know do not want
to vote.”
When the New York constitution
was being a'tered in 1867 Miss An-
thony laid a trap for him, says a bi-
ographer. She wrote to Mrs. Greeley
and persuaded her not only to sign a
petition herself, but to circulate the
paper and get 300 signatures among
her acquaintances.
In committee Mr. Greeley, who was
chairman, hal listened to the debate
and was pregsured to introduce to the
convention an adverse repovt. He
was just about to utter his us:al “set
tler” when George Willlam Curtis
rose..
“Mr. Chairman,” said he, “I hold in
my hand a petition for suffrage signed | sal
by 300 women of Westchester, headed
by Mrs. Horace Greeley.”
The chairmen’s embarrassment could
hardly be coutrolled He had found
that one of the ‘best women I know”
wanted to vo'e.
All Fond of Walking.
Quite the whole Supreme court can
be seen walking in Washington, Chiet
Justice Fuller was too old to walk, and
he rode, but Chief Justice White dear-
iy loves to walk, and is usually seen
in company with some of his Associate
Justices, Holmes, McKenna, Lamar,
and now Pitney, who promises to use
the streets of Washington as often as
his distingulehied predecessor, Justice
Harlan. And since he requires some
coaching fror: the Chief Justice, it is
natural to sce him in Justice White's
company. Jastice Hughes is also oft-
en seen walking on the streets of
Washington.
The diplomats 'tke to walk. Ambas.
sador Bryce, as typical of the English.
man he is, never misses his daily walk.
The cabinet men are also fond of walk:
ing, and especially Secretary Nagel
and Posimaster-General Hitchcock.
The italian ambassador ig frequently
met with his daughter, the Donna Be
atrice Cusani. The Turkish ambasea
dor likes to preven de Connecticut
avenue with his « vy ville, Zia.
Of our bard he has also]
FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN
DAILY THOUGHT.
The common problem, yours, mine, every one's,
Is not to fancy what were fair in Ife
Provided it could be, but, finding first
What may be, then, find how to make it fair
Up to our means, a very different thing!
My business is not to remake myself,
But make the absolute best of what God made.
— Robert Browning,
Qnite the newest conceit in decorative
table linens and sets of doilies is an em-
' broidered design in the pattern and color-
ing of the china with which it is to be
used. The fabric is a heavy linenin can-
vas weave, and the embroidery is done
i with mercenzed cotton, says the New
! York Tribune.
The idea comes from Germany, and
the work is known as Weimar embroid-
ery. One combination consists of a china
! tea set of graceful shape, with a decora-
tion of radical lines and circles at the
| outer end in tiny deltt blue dots. Applied
to round tablecloths, center pieces and
doilies, the design is embroidered in dots ,
| —Attention should be given to the
about the size of a pea, producing one
of the most efiective decorations imagin-
able for a comparatively small outlay.
The enlarged design on the linens allows
for a conventicnal motif in the circles,
and each piece has a border of cluny
lace.
For a breakfast room, for afternoon
tea or for the country house in summer,
no more artistic or novel furnishings for |
the table have been introduced.—Indian-
apolis News.
The variety in top coats is amazing. | fibres on the surface it is im
Just what factor in fashions brought
“about the demand for the coat suit is
| difficult to tell. Some think the incom-
ing of the one-piece frock; others ascribe
it to the amazing grip of
one uses Motors.
Whatever the reason, women of all
classes in society wear top coats, whether
| they have much time for the open-air
{ s or not. The coat is the swagger
| thing to have, but it is also excessively
| useful. Made as it is out of water-
| proof cloth, it is serviceable against rain
as well as against cold and wind.
i From the raincoat of six years ago to
the white raglan of today is a jump that
| must be made in seven-league boots.
| They are still raincoats, to be sure, but
| they are a vast improvement over those
| that were. The snappy-looking ponchos '
| in gray, black and tan, the three-quarter
| ones with the heavy stray seams, the belt
| the back, the huge oblong pockets in
front, are smart enough for any woman
| to wear without feeling that she looks
| out of style, and the demand for these
as increased along with the demand for
| top coats made of cloth.
The only trouble about these admirable
garments is that they change in fashion
almost as quickly as our gowns, says a
New York Times writer. As long as they
! were not in the limelight of popularity
| they remained pretty much the same, but
fashionable regalia of the day the design-
| ers seemed to think it necessary to be
capricious about their cut and color.
egard this season, for instance. The
coats haye grown at least eight inches
shorter, and the really smart ones do not
reach the knees. They are single breast-
der in which the sleeve runs in a wide
| gusset to the neckband; the sleeve at the
wrist is held in to fit the arm by a broad
strap, and there are pockets galore.
hite is the chosen color to have, for
tage of cleaning easily and always com-
ing back with its first freshness, which
is more than one can sap of the colored
must be cleaned now and then, and they
are quite apt to fade a bit.
The woman who can afford a white
coat gets it, for it has the aavantage of
being neutral in tone and therefore can
be added to any color scheme of the cos-
tume. The choice of color in the top
coat is according to one's taste, one’s
rse and one’s opportunities. The choice
of tength is even more important. If one
is going to use the coat in the winter or
use it now for ocean travel, the swagger
They are eminently intended for the
season that begins in May and ends in
September. They are cut off half way
between the knees and hips, have a belt
across the back, and are usually made of
white.
They look immensely well with white
duck skirts, colored stockings, and white
shoes. Their abbreviated |
cold weather or for
double boiler 20 minutes, add molasses,
salt and ginger; pour into buttered pud-
ding dish and bake two hours in slow
oven; serve with cream. If baked
Brown and White Sandwiches.—Boston
brown bread, white bread, creamed
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on the women of the land, but it is prob- |
able that the real reason is the way every ;
| the minute they became a part of the
ed instead of double-breasted, the arm-
hole has given place to the raglan shoul-
even though it soils more quickly than Pera
anything one can wear, it has the advan-
coats. They do not soil as quickly as the |
white and pearl colored ones, but they
meal, cook in |
rapidly it will not whey. Ginger may be
itted.
ter, chopped olives, celery salt, red pep-
celery sal 3 Diatuner will Pot ot
t,
olives; work to a paste. &t the
on
delicious lemonade or lime- | pala
sim-
FARM NOTES.
— Hogs on pasture will grow some, but
they will not make the most profitable
gains on green foliage alone. Young,
growing pigs should be given all the rich
slops from mill feeds that they will con-
sume, and of course fattening hogs on
pasture must be supplied with all the
corn they will clean up. Mixed green
and dry feeds give best results with all
animals.
Some dry feed should be givrn all pas-
tured animals during the summer. There
is no time, however good the pasture may
be, when they will not eat dry feed of
some kind. At one time it may be tim-
othy hay, at another time clover hay,
and at all times bran,oats or corn. These
need not to be supplied in large amounts,
' but » small amount of dry matter with
green pasture grass will be relished by
the animals 2nd will tend to make their
flesh firmer and their growth or produc-
ing power in every way better. Young
horses and cattle raised for work or
breeding purposes should be given some
dry feed during the summer.
manner in which the fleece is removed
from the sheep. The shears or clippers
should be kept close to the body, thus
avoiding “second cuts,” which result in
small particles of wool that are of very little
value. The sheep should be so handled
as to prevent tearing of the fleece. A torn
fleece is hard to tie in an attractive way.
Nothing but light-weight, smooth-sur-
faced twine should be used for tying.
Heavy twine is unnecessary and its use
is an injustice to the buyer. In opening
a fleece tied with a twine having goose
ible to
remove such twine from the fleece with-
out some of the fibres adhering to the
wool and causing a great amount of dam-
age to the cloth made from the wool.
Sisal binder twine is notoriously bad in
this respect, and some firms will not buy
wool tied with sisal twine except at a
heavy discount.
In tying the fleece the edges and all
loose locks should be placed on the in-
i side, and the fleece carefully rolled so
that nothing shows except the clean,white
side of the wool. Not more than one
wrap of the twine each way for an ordi-
: Jary Sieed-fletck is necessary; two wraps
' each way may be needed for a very large
fleece. is amount of string pulled up
tightly and securely tied will prevent the
| fleece from falling apart in handling, and
will permit it to present a more attractive
appearance than if more string had been
used. Most buyers prefer to have wool
tied up loosely on a table or floor rather
| than in a box or other device which com-
| pacts the fleece into a tight bundle.
| After shearing, the wool should be stored
in a dark, dry Place where dust will not
| get to it and where it can not be reached
' by rats or other vermin
¢ —Much has been written on the im-
| portance of pure milk for babies, but the
| needs of the housekeeper in hot weather
are overlooked. The annoyance and loss
of money caused by finding milk or cream
sour—though the cook plaintively informs
you it has been on the ice ever since it
came—is caused by carelessness.
Sometimes the fault lies with the deal-
er. More often in these days of careful
inspection the cook is to blame, virtuous
though she thinks herself. Five minutes
on the kitchen table may “turn” milk
that has been refrigerated all night. If
part of the milk has been poured out at
once return the bottle, tightly sealed, to
the refrigerator.
Never mix new milk with old The
smallest portion of it will quickly sour
the entire fluid, or give it a stale taste.
A strong light and alternations of tem-
ture soon sour milk, so keep itin a
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Be careful of the utensils in which
milk is placed. If you do not get itin
tightly sealed bottles,have glass jars with
screw lids into which the milk is poured.
| See that these jars are rinsed first with
cold water as soon as emptied, then with
hot soda water, and finally rinsed with
| clear cold water just before the milk is
I put in. If you put milk into a tin that
| has pealed off or has rusty spots it will
spoil the flavor and it may injure health.
| Nothing taints so quickly as milk. It
' is often t to be “turned” when it
| has merely a the flavor of some-
| thing near it. Have a te compart-
| ment of the refrigerator for butter, milk
' and eggs, and keep nothing else in it. Do
| not even open a milk bottle in a place
| where the air may be tainted, as, for in-
stance, in a refrigeator where there may
| be fish, vegetables or fruit. Close
! door, pour out the milk
' seal the bottle before returning it.
Even in the summer, cream which keeps
Jeet longer than mille of
' for, may
| tight in a cold place.
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