Beran | Bellefonte, Pa., November 1, 1918. THE HERO. It is not the deed but the danger That tests the hero’s soul; And the songs of strength are not so rare As the sign of self-control. A torch, a cheer and a niche of fame For the man who met the foe. But here’s to the man who fail or win In a stress we did not know. Some are cheered by a nation’s honor And some by a steadfast friend; And some by the light of a woman's love Till the strain and strife have end. And after the story is writ and read The heart of the world is stirred. But here’s to the man who toiled alone And whose heart was never heard. There is joy in a fateful struggle— If the watchers understand. There is joy in the lift of another's load By a loyal heart or hand. But some things fall to the lot of life,— And ever it must be so,— Some no others can understand, And some no one can know. In the long, long run we reckon Each man at his social worth; With a partial glance at his circumstance And the stars above his birth. Put under the breast that stands the test The heart tides ebb and flow. Then here's to the one whose duty’s done In a stress we do not know. —=Selected. THE SINGER AT THE WINDOW. “Hi, there! Caruso!” A little man down on the second floor stuck his head out of the window and yelled up the air shaft. “Sing us the one about the perfect day! God knows it ain’t been one,” he added, “but whadda we care about that?” Allan Harding crossed to the win- dow of the little kitchen where he was washing the supper dishes. He had taken off his coat and tied a big apron around his neck. “Everybody wants the ‘Perfect Day?’ ” he called down. He was on the fifth floor, the very top one. And as he looked down the stiflingly hot well of the air shaft he smiled at the curious perspective of faces beneath him; the heads that popped out of each window and twist- ed grotesquely for that upward look at him. There were women and men and lit- tle children. Sometimes there was a whole cluster of faces, a family group, hanging in midair and shone upon by the light from the rooms he had never seen. .. “Oh, please?’ ... “Go “Yes!” : on!” The chorus shrilled and boomed ea- gerly up the shaft, but still he wait- ed and listened. Only for an instant, though, for a low voice came from a window a few feet from his own, a window he could not see without lean- ing out to look—and somehow he had never done that, keen as the tempta- tion had been. It was a girl’s voice, with youth and sweetness and a lovely vibrant quality in it, but oh! so tired this hot summer night. “Yes,—Caruso!” she laughed. “Make the end perfect, no matter what the day has been.” He had been singing as he worked. But now he stayed where he was, near the window, the towel still in one hand, a half-dried saucer in the other. And in that wonderful voice which had gained him, in this hive of modest little flats, the nickname of “Caruso,” he began the hackneyed song which yet has an unfailing pow- er of appeal. When you come io the end of a perfect day. It was a strange sort of a concert hall. He could not see, as he sang, a_ single one of his audience. Before him there was only a blank brick wall opposite his window. But he was conscious of them all. He knew that the fat woman on the fourth story front had put a dingy sofa pillow on her window sill and was sitting on the floor, cushioning her arms on the padded sill. He knew that the little red-headed girl on the third floor was being held by her lank shirt-sleeved father as she hung precariously half way out over the abyss. Oh, he knew them all by sight, by that curious down-looking vision of them from the high window. All ex- cept the one he cared most to see, the owner of the young, tired voice so close beside him. He had never caught a glimpse of her face; not | once since he and his mother had! moved into the house in May. And | now it was late in June. He always sang to his mother at night. Sang while he washed the supper dishes and she lay—as she had lain for five years—on the couch they had brought with them to the little front sitting room. . That was the tragedy of both their livés, the ever-present, unescapable need of that couch. It had come up- on them without any warning the very year they had set out on their Great Adventure, Allen was only eighteen then, a boy with a golden voice. And the Great Adventure had been the coming to New York with their little hoard of savings, includ- ing the small life insurance his fath- er had left. They were so sure it was going to be truly a voice of gold. And then, after a few months of lessons, Allen came home one day to find his mother lying on the floor, looking up at him with piteous eyes, struggling to frame inarticulate words. She grew better in time. Speech came back. And. the right hand, which at first had lain limp and powerless, was held out feebly to wel- come him when he came in. But strength never returned. She could not even stand without his strong young arms around her. At first the lessons went on as be- fore. A big-boned, big-hearted Irish neighbor came breezily in and looked after his mother while Allan was away. Outwardly they were as jol- ly as sand-boys—whatever a sand- boy is! But back of the smiles which he and his mother always summoned for each other there was a desperate questioning. A questioning they knew must be answered soon. “Well, I've got a job!” Allan gay- ly announced one day. a A RT 4 aa ST ————————————————————————————————— His plucky little mother smiled | He impatiently tore off the apron MORE PORK FOR CENTRE FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. FARM NOTES. back at him for a fraction of a min- and threw it behind him. : COUNTY. ute, until the smile wavered, broke, and changed to tears. “Qh, my boy!” she breathed. “Why can’t I die!” His arms were around her then, his face pressed to hers, and he look- ed up at her with eyes so clear, so shining, so courageous, that a light came into her own. “Mother,” he said quietly, “let’s have this thing out now. You and I have been pals all my life. Haven't we?” “Yes, boy!” “Are we going to keep on being pals?” She hesitated, her eyes probing | his. When she spoke her voice was | as even as his. “God helping me, yes!” “I thought you wouldnt go back on me. Now I'll tell you what we are going to do. I am the proud possess- or of not only one job, but two. I am an assistant book-keeper in Smith & Jenkins’s office, beginning tomor- row. Lucky I took that business course at home, isn’t it? And I've got a choir position in St. Genevieve's beginning next Sunday. What do you think of that? Mr. Lefferts present- ed it to me today. We're on Easy street, I tell you!” “But,—Allan! Your lessons?” “Going right on. I don’t need five lessons a week any more than a cow needs five legs. I'm to have one on Saturday afternoon, when the office is closed. And—and—I’ve got to get this out of my system. Then we’ll understand each other better.” He didn’t look in her eyes now. He was fingering the sleeve of her night- dress. “If—if you deserted me, Mother, vou’d take the—the singing with you. I don’t know how it is with other people. But I don’t believe I could make real music just with my lips or those little cords in my throat. There are other—other cords—you know—" he stammered; “and I guess—I guess they’d break—or something—if you didn’t hold the other end of them. I just wanted you to understand. And | now”—he looked at her with his boy- ish smile and held out his hand— “will you put there, Mother?” She lifted her right hand with sud- den strength and laid it in his. And that was the last time the subject | was mentioned between them. He never told her how his teacher, Lef- ferts, had stormed over the break in the lessons and had offered to get some rich patron or patroness to finance the little household during the necessary years of training. The boy had resisted this with a pride that made his teacher rage. Finally Al- lan had flared back: “If it were only myself possibly I'd consent. But have my mother live on charity! You will oblige me by not speaking of this again.” The only point on which he had yielded was the acceptance of a piano at a nominal rental. Lefferts had claimed that the dealers were posi- tively throwing pianos at his head. “Take it off my hands!” he raged. “Get it out of my sight! Do you want me to have my place so clutter- ed up with damned pianos that I can’t move without falling over them?” Mrs. Murphy had continued to look after Allan’s mother and to cook their simple meals. When they moved- to the next block, where it would be cooler in summer and sunnier in win- ter, she recommended a friend to per- form the same offices there, the moth- er of the same little red-haired girl who was listening, this June evening, with the rest of the air shaft audi- ence, to the song from Allan’s kitch- en window. And we find at the end of a perfect day The soul of a friend we've made. There was silence in the shaft as the last notes died away. Allan did not know that the fat lady had turn- ed her face to the sofa pillow and was wiping her eyes on its dingy cover. He did not know, nor care, what any of titem were doing—except the own- er of the voice at the next window. Suddenly he straightened up with quick determination and leaned out into the shaft. “Good night!” he called down. And in response to a confused sound of protest, “No more this time. Good night!” He withdrew his head, put the tow- ! el and the saucer on the table and then cautiously looked out again. The shaft was empty of heads. The au- dience had gone home. He turned to the lighted square at his right and listened. The subdued scraping of a chair came to his ears, and he said in a low tone: “Won't you say good night, too > He had not realized how close the windows were nor how far to the right he had leaned. He had expect- ed nothing but the sound of her voice with the tired little laughing note in it. And then suddenly, with a shock of astonishment, he found himself looking straight into her eyes, clear gray eyes with shadows of fatigue under them. They were so unexpectedly near to each other, the man and the girl, that for a few slow seconds they simply stared without speaking. Then the girl drew away a little, and Allan saw how her hair was shot through all its loose curling ends with gold gleams from the light behind her. Long. afterward he was to hear a man say of her: “Tt doesn’t make any difference what that girl wears! You feel as if she were dressed in cloth of gold. It’s her hair, I suppose.” He spoke impulsively. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I— 1 hope I haven't bothered you with my singing.” She smiled at that. . “You're angling!” she accused him. “I'm not!” he protested, and she could see him blush with embarrass- ment. “I'm only studying, and know that you—I couldn’t help know- ing that you understand music—" “Oh! you mean that I’ve bothered you with my practicing.” ; “Bothered!” indignantly. “I’ve pit- ied you. Having to hear me picking away at my accompaniments. 1 told Mother we ought to send you a bale of cotton to stuff in your ears.” “Really!” she put up a slender hand and felt of one ear in mock dismay. “Are they so large as all that? A whole bale!” He flushed still more deeply, espe- cially as his long apron fell out over the window sill and hung down be- tween them. “You know I didn’t mean—" “I know!” | Then, in turn, she, too, flushed, and | the tired lines in her face disappear- ed in a hesitating smile. “If your - mother wouldn’t mind—I know she is { an invalid—I might—I could—per- | haps it would help sometimes if I—” | She broke off in confusion. | “You mean—you will play my ac- companiments, sometimes!” | “I'm only studying, too,” she apol- | ogized. “Piano, of course; but I know it’s so much easier to sing if one does not have to do two things at once.” “Qh, if you would! If you will!” He was leaning so far out now that she was frightened. “Please be careful!” “It would be a godsend! mother and to me—" He was almost incoherent. “You couldn’t—I suppose you're too tired tonight—" “Come and let me in!” she laugh- ed, all the tiredness gone now from her voice. Allan caught up his coat and dash- ed to the front room. “Mother!” he exclaimed. “The young lady next door—I was just talking to her in the air shaft—she’s the one, you know, that plavs—she’s coming in . . . . Oh! I'll tell you all about it—” “The young lady! In the air shaft! What are you talking about, Allan?” But he was already opening the door, and she heard the two eager young voices and looked up to see them coming toward her. The room was unlighted, but the faint glow from the street below illuminated the girl's auriole of bright hair as she bent over the couch. “I'm only Peggy Manning,” she said. “I live next door. I've been wanting so hard to come in and see you. I wrote to Mother yesterday and asked her to send me a letter of introduction. Any mother can intro- duce one to another mother, can’t she? And then—well, the music got ahead of Mother and introduced us anyway. Do you mind?” i That was the way it began. To my gy, or, as she was known at the set- tlement where she gave lessons at fif- ty cents a half hour, Miss Margaret Manning, kept girl-bachelor’s hall in the little rear flat with two coupan- | ions, who were now vacationing in the country. Peggy, according. to her in statement, did not need a vaca- ion. troduction” from the girl’s mother reached Mrs. Harding not long after that first evening, the recipient easi- son for that self-denial. She divin- ed the sacrifices that were being made in the little Western home to com- pass Peggy’s musical education, and pluck and her loyalty. It was Mrs. Harding that proposed a sort of co-operative housekeeping; co-operative to the extent of sharing the evening meal, which was always served on a little - table beside the couch where she was propped up on pillows. Co-operative, too, in the dish-washing which followed, with Peggy at the dishpan and Allan, aproned as usual, wiping the china and singing to his air shaft audience. The concerts in the kitchen were shorter now, to be sure; but what the air shaft lost the opposite ho#ses gained; for every night Peggy played listeners—who forgot the heat, for- bitterness of soul while they listened to the young voice of gold. They al- most begrudged the passing of sum- mer when the autumn came and they could no longer hear him singing. (Concluded next week). Plant Black Walnut Trees. Black walnut trees are being sought by the War Department and the wood utilized for gunstocks and airplane propellers. The supply is rapidly di- minishing. If the war continues long there will be few walnut trees left in the country. To provide this valuable time of war, farmer plant waste places of his farm where the soil is suited to them. for a future supply of wood so necessary in it is urged that every our forests but is confined to rich, fertile soil. It will be useless to plant on a poor, thin soil, say authorities of The Pennsylvania State College. It is an easy matter to grow walnut trees. The nuts can be planted in the fall as soon as they fall from the trees, by making a small hole in the ground and dropping one or two of the nuts and covering with two inch- es of soil. Where squirrels or chip- munks are numerous, they will find the nuts and dig them up over winter. So it is better to stratify the nuts in sand over winter for planting in the spring. gathered, mix with moist sand and place in a hole in the ground covering with straw and dirt, or spread them out on the ground in the woods and cover well with leaves. Protect from squirrels and other rodents by covering with a wire net- ting. Freezing will not injure the nuts but they must not be allowed to dry out over winter. They can be kept in the cold cellar if mixed with moist sand in a box and kept moist. Plant in the spring as early as pos- sible, spacing the holes eight by ten feet apart. Plant in the open and not under trees or in the shade for black well. Proud of His Wife. country store the talk drifted to the work done by the various wives of the committee present. “Wal,” contributed Uncle Ez, “my wife is one in a million. She gets up in the mornin’, milks seventeen cows, and gets breakfast for ten hard-work- ing men before 6 o’clock, by heck.” “She must be a very robust wom- an,”volunteered the commercial trav- eler who happened to be present. “No, stranger, she ain’t what you'd call so strong; she’s more pale and delicate-like. Gosh!”—with a of enthusiasm—“if that woman was only strong, I don’t know the work she couldn’t do!” ——They are all good enough, but the “Watchman” is always the best. She took pity en him. Peg- | When the requested “letter of in-. ly read between the lines a better rea- her heart warmed to the girl for her the accompaniments, and the windows along the block were lined with eager | got their weariness of body and their | walnut trees on the: Black walnut does not occur generally throughout Remove the outer husk as soon as! walnut requires the sunlight to grow burst | Government Asks for 1200 more Hogs from Centre County. In order to help supply the de- mand for meat the Centre county Farm Bureau has included some defi- nite work on economical pork pro- duction in the Farm Bureau program for 1918. The U. S. Department of Agriculture has asked Pennsylvania for a 5 per cent. increase in pork production for the coming year. Cen- tre county’s quota of this increase is 1200 hogs or an increase of about 200 brood sows. A careful study of Cen- tre county’s agriculture has shown that pork raising has been increasing during the past year. Demonstra- tions put on by a number of hog rais- ers in the county has shown that at least a large part of the grain bill can be saved by providing green feed throughout the growing season. Feeding experiments at the College where forage crops wer2 used have shown a saving of $3.50 to $4.50 in the grain feed ‘in producing 100 pounds of pork. Since the demand for meat is urgent and as pork can be produced at a profit with quick re- turns the Farm Bureau asks further co-operation of Centre county far- mers in an economical pork produc- tion campaign for the coming year. WHY AN INCREASE IS ASKED. There has been a big demand for meat for shipment abroad in addition to the needs of the population here at home. The U. S. Food Administra- tion has furnished figures showing that the shipments of meats and fats to allied destinations were for the fis- cal year 1916-17, 2,166,500,000 pounds and for the fiscal year 1917-18, 3.- 011,100,000 pounds. This is an in- crease of 844,600,000 pounds in one year. With greater shipping facili- ties in sight allied shipments should continue to increase for the coming year. KEEP AN EXTRA BROOD SOW. I'arms that have been carrying one or more brood sows can well afford to increase this number at least one brood sow for the year 1918-19. Ex- tra brood sows should be selected from late fall pigs of last year or ear- ly spring pigs of this season. Only sows of desirable type should be held over as brood stock. Straight, squarely placed legs, a strong bone, i a well arched back, a long deep side, a full deep ham; these are the main points to be considered in selecting a sow. A sow of this description will produce an unusually good litter if mated with a good pure-bred boar that is at least as good or better than the female in the points enumerated. The pig will convert raw food pro- ' ducts of pasture, grain, daily by-pro- ducts and slops into meat at a cheap- er figure than any other meat-mak- ing animal. The pig consumes more | feed in porportion to its live-weight, ' uses less feed in producing a pound | of gain and yields a higher per cent- age of dressed carcass to live weight than either sheep or cattle. If you would produce pork as eco- nomically as possible put out a piece of rye at once for spring pasture. Articles on economy in pork pro- duction, hog pasture rotations, and cholera will follow in the next week or so.—R. H. Olmstead, county agent. ! Help Wilson Win the War. “Marshal Foch’s supreme and cen- tralized control of the allied and American fighting forces is hasten- ing the downfall of Prussian military power more than any other single factor in the war.” “The collapse of Bulgaria is direct- ly traceable to the unity of command which has now co-ordinated all the allied military moves and linked them in perfect harmony with American assistance.” “The opinion is expressed that Ger- many would have given fifty fighting divisions or more if the Allies and the United States had not put into effect the unity of command plan first sug- gested by President Wilson.” “The fact that President Wilson perceived this disadvantage before the military strategists is evidence of his real vision.” “German unity meant victories.” “It is so striking an example of the advantage Germany had in this re- spect that it served to re-enforce | President Wilson’s appeal for unity of command at the Interallied War Conference last year.” ; So says the New York Sun of Oc-' tober 6, 1918. “Unity of Command” at home as well as abroad is the essential funda- mental of success in war. It produc- es harmony of action and harmony of | action produces strength—effective- | ness. | “Unity of Command” prevails at the front. The American people’s task in the | pending elections for members of the | House and Senate is not only to main- | tain Unity of Command at home but | to intensify it—if possible. This can only be done by sending ' ' to Washington, men whose willing- ness to act in harmony with the Pres- | ident and his administration is an as- Men of the President’s i sured fact. I 8 | party can be relied upon to do this. It was the slogan in our former It was the claim made for | wars. ( | Washington, Lincoln and McKinley. mens ‘Din of Battle Grew Hair on Bald i Pate. Sharon.—If the story related by : Harry Vane, a Ferrell boy in France, ! is to be believed, the crash of cannon, i | shriek of high explosive shells and At the farmers’ conference in the | the bursting of shrapnel is the best hair raiser on the market today. ! | ter from Vane who tells of an Ameri- | can soldier who entered the conflict as bald as an egg. He has ben in sever- | al hot fights and today has a fine ' crop of hair. He previously had tried "all kinds of tonics to bring out the "hair, but it had no effect. Vane says . the other boys in the company will | youch for the truthfulness of the statement. —Money spent on farm property maintenance cannot be better spent.’ Paint the buildings, oil and store the machinery, protect the livestock. 1 —— For high class job work come to the “Watchman” office. ' loose links. ' bringing advanced prices. | tober, . Frank Nathan is in receipt of a let-! PANLY THOUGHT Charity is a virtue of the heart and not of the hend.—Addison. It is ‘rue that the eollarless blouse is here to stay, but so much is said to confirm this fact that the blouse with a collar is rather neglected. This should not be, for never before have collars been so interesting. They are cut in fanciful shapes and appear as fichus and surplices and hang like monks’ hoods or form capes. Then, of course, there is the little collar which consists of hand-embroidered medallions set at intervals around the round neck, and there is the horse collar, which is made narrower than formerly and really only a bias band used to finish off a too severe neck line. Volumes could be written about the frill, for it will be one of the features of the early fall blouse. Certainly it is a becoming style. The frill. whic is cut in deep points with the edges picoted, appears as a collar on both georg:tte and cotton voile blouses. Geurgette is still the leading fabric for the new models, but the new bat- ic designs are charming and Arlette Krepe is much in demand. The blouse of georgette, which shows the body of one color and an over-jumper of a contrasting shade, is exceptionally smart. Bead and silk embroidery ap- pears on many of the models, and wool decoration on this sheer fabric is really most alluring.—Nugents. Buttons are one of the many things that the government has to concern itself about in times of war. It is re- ported that the stock of buttons in the United States, that is to say, the stock suitable for military purposes, is to be taken over by thc govern- ment, says an exchange. Manufacturers of buttons to all appearances fall far short in their production, and the shortage is inten- sified by the fact that England also seems short of buttons and has been in the past importing from the Unit- ed States. Buttons are needed quantities for fighting men and the is reported, is taking an inventory in enormous —As a result of eight year’s trials at the Kansas Station, July plowing increased the yield of wheat 60 per cent. as compared with September plowing. —The man who thinks that a dai- ry cow can rough it and still be a profitable milker has some things to learn about cows. No animal shows the bad results of neglect quicker than a cow, and none responds more fully to good care, good feeding and kind treatment. —Men do not farm themselves in- to riches in one year. It takes time, patience, perseverance and ability te make farming pay. But what other occupation offers anything for less effort? The farm is about as profit- able as other business requiring no more capital, intelligence or labor. —The New Jersey Experiment sta- tion declares that cows in that Siate producing less than 7000 pounds of milk are unprofitable. The average production last year of 115 cows ina cow-testing association in Cumber- land county was 7358. Fifty-three cows produced more than the aver- age and 22 of these each produced upward of 9000 pounds of milk, sev- en of them exceeding 10,000 pounds. —Don’t skim the milk for children. Let them have it with its cream. Clean, rich, fresh milk and plenty of it makes them grow. It gives them rosy cheeks, bright eyes, strong bod- ies, and good brains. Each child can readily use a quart a day. Refuse the children tea and coffee, but al- ways give them milk. Encourage them to drink it. Put it on their cer- eals. Pour it on the toast. Make it into puddings. Mix it into custards. And stir it into soups. Yes, use milk and use it freely. Economize on oth- er foods, but don’t economize on milk. —A great part of the value of keeping cream cool on the farm and at the station or creamery, is lost if the cream is exposed to the direct rays of the sun while being hauled from the farm to the point of sale. Far too few people stop to realize the importance of covering their cream the clothing of the | cans when bringing them to town. government, it | Expensive jacketed cans are not a ne- of | cessity to keep the cream cool. In the country’s stock of buttons of met- | summer weather just an ordinary al, horn and vegetable ivory and may | piece of wet burlap thrown over the save the manufacturers the trouble of | cans will keep the temperature of the looking for customers. cream as much as 20 degrees below what it would rise to if left uncovered Locket rings are the latest thing | while being transported over the av- i erage hauling distance. in jewelry for the soldier. Thous- ands of the boys mobilized here and soon to go overseas have taken up the fad, which bids fair to become the fashion throughout the army. The ring is of gold or silver with a seal of metal or stone. Under the seal is a spring and the seal opens to reveal a tiny photograph of the soldier’s moth- er, sister, wife or sweetheart. Wrist watches and rings are about all the jewelry permitted a man in the ranks. sentimental utility. The ring enables the soldier to carry into battle an in- spiration to heroism in the face of the girl he left behind. Styles in jewelry for the well- dressed men for the fall and winter season have just been announced by the Associated Jewelers of America. Plainness inclining to the severe will mark the new fashions in jewelry as in clothes, in harmony with the spirit of war times. Service jewelry will be widely pop- | ular and at the same time fashiona- ble. Military emblems will be worn engraved, for the most part, on rings and fobs. Stickpins will carry out the war idea with gold stars, crossed rifles and other military devices, either plain or set with jewels. Gold will supplant platinum with evening dress. Engraved or plain mother-of-pearl and gold combina- tions will be in vogue for full-dress sets. Variations will appear in black and white combinations and in gold mountings with mother-of-pearl and either black onyx or black enamel borders. Fine gold-link watch chains will be worn across the four-butben evening waistcoat. The fashionable cuff button will be of octagon or irregular shape, flat and of green gold. The more expen- sive ones will be bordered with plati- num. Many are shown in brocade patterns and nearly all are made as The bar button has fallen into innocuous desuetude. The most popular watch is the ex- tremely thin, open-face timepiece, square, hexagon or round. Watch chains with street clothes will be worn more than ever. The tendency is : toward the fine link in green gold. The signet or locket ring is the smartest thing in rings. Funston Bros. & Co., International Fur Exchange of St. Louis, report the fur trade remains good and especial- ly is there continued activity evident in skunk and muskrat. Manufactur- ers are very busy and in most cases . have larger advance orders than they enjoyed in other years at this time. Present values are firm for practic- ally all articles on the April sale. Skunk and muskrat, however, are Raccoon and opossum are somewhat higher and renewed interest has been shown in American ermine lately. All north- ern goods are selling on the basis es- tablished in the April auction, and in a few instances higher, which is quiet . and somewhat lower. Receipts for the next sale, which will take place sometime during Oc- have been very light so far and heavy shipments of all articles are recommended. Making bead bags has become quite an industry among disabled soldiers in France, and because of this deal- ers predict a drop in the prices of these bags. As one way of enraging the Ger- mans who lack clothing, Paris plans a big dressmaking exhibition with the most lavish display of new gowns at Zurich, Switzerland. Paris as always ingenious, but maybe the government- controlled newspapers of Germany will not mention the show. A good green dye for woolen ma- terials can be made from the juice of “the stalk and leaves of nettles. Women are employed as scaven- gers in Sheerness, England. ! —Pork finds a ready sale because packers know many ways of placing it on the market in attractive and highly palatable form combined with excellent keeping qualities. There is no other meat from which so many products are manufactured. Nearly 50 per cent. of the total value of the meat and meat products slaughtered in the packing houses of the United | States is derived f h , The watch is a thing of un- | gies is derived from fhe hog Our country leads all others in the production of meat and meat pro- ducts. Three-fourths of the world’s international trade in pork and pork products originates in the United States in normal times, and the war greatly has increased this proportion. If we expect to continue to provide meat to foreign peoples as well as our own, every farmer must put forth his best effort to produce more hogs. They can be kept profitably upon many farms where they are not found today. —Growing forage crops and graz- ing them with hogs are very efficient and economical methods of improving run-down land. This statement is based on the opinions and results of a large number of hog raisers and ex- periment station workers. Practical- ly all the fertilizing elements of the vegetation produced on the land, ex- cept that stored in animal bodies, goes back into the soil in the manire and litter. The loss is more than off- set where extra grain is fed to the hogs. The only danger of injury to the soil is in the trampling by the an- imals on heavy clays when they are wet. Such injury is easily avoided where a permanent sod pasture is available. As one of the great needs of most soils is more vegetable matter, hog grazing offers an opportunity of re- storing the exhausted humus without the expense of growing and using green-manuring crops. Another ben- efit which is usually overlooked comes from the hogs eating the weeds in the pasture fields. There are many common plants, usually classed as weeds, which hogs relish. They fre- quently clean these up first when turned into a new field. This not only makes good use of a number of waste plants, but also tends to lessen the trouble from these weeds in other Crops. —1It is not uncommen to see butter rolls or blocks of good quality and fairly fresh, with a coating of salt crystals all over the outside, giving it a stale and unpleasant appearance. This may be caused in several ways. If the salt used is of poor quality, and particularly if it is too coarse in grain, it fails to be well incorporated in the butter and, changing to brine after the rolls have been made up, it comes to the surface, where it forms a crust. The finest and best salt, not worked into thé butter, will act in the same way. Again, if there is too much moisture left in the butter the salt joins with this extra water to form brine. The brine finds its way to the surface, evaporates and leaves the salt covering. The best means, therefore, of avoiding this difficulty is to make the butter by the granular method, wash it very thoroughly and allow it to drain or dry off well while still in the granular form, before ad- ding the salt. Then mix in the salt as thoroughly as possible, having it of the best quality, and as fine as can be got; allow it to stand a little time before working and putting into its final form. This gives an opportuni- ty for all the salt to dissolve before the working, and then for removing all surplus brine. All butter, how- ever, contains a pretty large percent- age of moisture in the form of brine, and it must be kept in a moist atmos- phere, or else the water of the brine will evaporate more or less, leaving the salt visible on the outside. Any good butter will show this dry salt if exposed long enough to very dry air. —Subseribe for the “Watchman.” Vy
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